Under Aiglon's tough and almost ruthless urging, his officers had to cheer up and start a new round of attack on Mesolonghion Fortress.
Aiglon has issued strict confidentiality regulations, so only the highest-ranking officers know his true plan. The lower-level officers below only know that His Majesty is going to launch an attack of unprecedented scale and win victory in a bloody battle.
Since they had repeatedly encountered obstacles under the fortress before, they generally lacked confidence and felt that this attack would probably be in vain. However, His Majesty's orders were orders after all and had to be carried out to the end. Therefore, even if they did not have confidence in their hearts, they could only
I can cheer up and use my own flesh and blood to win victory for His Majesty.
This is the discipline of the army. No matter how dissatisfied the subordinates are with the orders of their superiors, they only have the right to make suggestions. If the superiors still insist on the original orders after listening to the suggestions, then the subordinates must carry out the orders, even if it costs their own lives. There is no such thing
Without discipline, the army would no longer be an army.
Because the attack deadline was set for tomorrow and no extension was allowed, most of these officers stayed up all night that night. They mobilized their soldiers and then mobilized them according to the plan. The troops scheduled for the attack also passed through one by one.
Those winding trenches spread out on the forward position.
As time goes by, a crack is slowly torn open in the darkness of the night, a white halo gradually appears in the east, and a new day has officially arrived.
Since early in the morning, Aigron had walked out of his camp, and then observed his army through telescopes. His army had completed all preparations for the attack at dawn and deployed to the position. From the high ground, it looked like the trenches
The space was filled with human figures, their black military uniforms gathered together like black waves, and the reflection of the bayonets on the gun tips was sparkling, indicating the arrival of the storm soon.
Major Hench, who had always been reclusive, came to his side specially today. It was obvious that the major, like the young man, was very concerned about today's battle situation.
Yes, no matter how you look at it, this is a fateful day.
The morning sun gradually rises from the mountains to the east, dyeing the sea around the fortress red, and allowing this land to regain a steady supply of heat.
The sunshine given by the sun's mercy gradually scorched the earth and burned the soldiers in the trenches. Their temperature gradually heated up and their breathing gradually became heavier, because they all knew that the scheduled moment of the general attack was coming soon.
Aigron also took out his pocket watch and looked at the time nervously. He knew that the moment he threw down those last bets, his fate would also usher in a major turning point.
If he wins today, then he will be greeted by a smooth road, and he can influence the next situation in Greece, and his negotiations with Metternich will be more relaxed; if he faces another setback today, then he will have nothing else to do.
If he has no choice but to retreat to Nafpaktos with his discouraged army, although he will not be completely defeated, his original invincible momentum will also disappear, and his negotiation value will drop a lot.
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He couldn't afford such a price. For him who had few resources and only had fame to scare people, even a failure would bring him unbearable losses.
Just imagine, if Napoleon really lost his Battle of Marengo, although he could withdraw to France, would he still have a chance to establish his own empire? I am afraid that even his position as First Consul would not be guaranteed.
"Your Highness..." Perhaps seeing the young man's nervousness and anxiety at the moment, Major Hench next to him suddenly spoke. "Do you still remember what I said to you in the castle that day?"
Aiglon frowned, "Which sentence are you referring to?"
"At that time, I asked you to promise me that once the battle fails, you will never make a hot-headed move and urge your men to make unnecessary sacrifices out of anger, but follow my advice and retreat. This was my opinion at the time
, Now I still have the same idea, Your Highness, since you trust me and keep me by your side, then I ask you to trust me to the end, and let me be responsible for judging the situation for you and deciding the rhythm of the battle."
After thinking about it for a while, Aigron spread his hands with regret.
"I'm sorry, Major, I can't listen to your opinion this time. I have to act based on my judgment."
"Why?" The major's face changed slightly.
"Since I have brought everyone here, it means that I cannot tolerate myself returning without success, and the real environment does not allow me to return in defeat. I must win." Aigron replied coldly, "Today
This is the day for me to give it a try. No matter how much the price is, I will persevere to the end. I don’t have to be stingy with human life, because as long as I win, I can replenish as much as I want.”
Aigron's words made the major not know what to say for a moment.
Although these words sounded cruel, he also knew that the situation this young man faced now did not allow him to be too kind.
After a moment, he reminded him again in a low voice. "You have promised your subordinates before that if the war goes unfavorably and hopes are lost, you will take them back."
"Yes, I did not deceive them. Today is our last attempt. If both our side and the Count of Monte Cristo's side fail, then it means that fate is not on my side. I am willing to swallow the bitter pill.
, because all this is my own responsibility, and I decided to attack here." Aigron looked at the trench in the distance calmly, "But since it is the last time, then I will just do whatever I want! I will fight with all my strength.
, I also want my subordinates to work hard. Anyway, it doesn’t make much difference to me whether I lose small or big, so I’d rather lose happily.”
Seeing the murderous expression on the young man's face, the major knew that there was no point in saying anything more.
Although after many years on the battlefield, he was already tired of fighting, but he knew that for soldiers, their bounden duty was to become a "price" and be used as consumables by their commanders when necessary.
If their commander decides to waste human lives here, then he can only do it. He has the right to make such a decision.
"Well, Your Highness, since this is your opinion, I can only follow it. I am just your advisor, and all the decision-making power rests with you. I will never interfere with your actions." Major Hench finally nodded,
"I pray that everything goes well for you and that the Count of Monte Cristo returns safely."
He originally admired this young man. After getting along with him for this period of time, he turned into a sincere admiration for His Highness. This admiration did not come from his high military level, but from his
Although he is only this age, he dares to fight against fate, and actually makes it this far.
That kind of courage to do what you say, and the perseverance to never give up until you achieve your goal, are extremely rare to see among today's young people, let alone those princes and grandsons who have been pampered since childhood?
He was an enemy of Napoleon back then, but he did not hate the great commander; now after witnessing what his son had done, he believed that perhaps the fate of the Bonaparte family did not end with the death of Napoleon.
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Maybe God really felt sorry for this unlucky child, so he wanted to compensate him with a throne?
Of course Aigron couldn't hear these thoughts in his heart. In fact, all his attention had been focused on the battlefield in the distance.
Just when their conversation seemed to have ended, the artillery position that had been silent for a day began to bombard again.
Because he was so close, Aigron felt the ground beneath his feet tremble slightly, and the continuous roar made his eardrums ache slightly, and he could no longer hear clearly what the people next to him were saying.
In fact, he didn't want to say anything more.
He stared ahead quietly, waiting for that moment to arrive.
The bombardment did not last long, and the defenders had become accustomed to the recent bombardment, so they did not react in any way.
Next, as if the tide surged from the ground, soldiers in black military uniforms rushed out from the ditches everywhere, rushing towards the bastion along the last open space.
Because Aiglon's army has been carrying out small-scale attacks recently, the defenders did not react at first. However, it was soon discovered that the scale of this offensive was much larger than before.
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Although there was no change on the surface of the fortress opposite, Aigron, who was standing on the high ground, felt that the fortress suddenly became tense.
Aiglon's army is located in the east, attacking from east to west, so if they attack in the morning, they will advance with their backs to the sun. Under the shining of the morning light, these soldiers charging forward will seem to have been subjected to something in the eyes of the defenders.
The same halo.
Having been prepared for a long time, they launched an attack almost simultaneously on the entire front, with the momentum of swallowing up the entire fortress in one go.
Such a huge momentum, such a magnificent momentum, almost robbed the defenders of their momentum. However, after a moment of confusion, they also began to fight back under the shouts of the officers.
As has happened many times in the past, when the attacking troops approached the walls and trenches of the bastion, the sound of gunfire from the walls also sounded. In the dense rain of bullets, someone must have fallen due to being shot.
But today was different. The soldiers who launched the charge kept rushing forward amidst the shouts, not caring about the fallen robe, or even their own lives. Aigron's death order had already been conveyed to everyone through the senior officers.
Today's general attack must involve the entire army. No one is allowed to retreat. Anyone who is timid will be severely punished.
They didn't know that His Majesty had other plans. They only knew that today was the day of the general attack, and victory or defeat depended on it. Therefore, under the military law and His Majesty's majesty, these officers and soldiers had to use their best strength and fight.
It is my destiny to win victory for His Majesty.
Because this attack involved almost the entire army, fighting was going on almost across the entire front. In just a short while, a large number of corpses were distributed from between the forward positions to the open space below the bastion and in the trenches.
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Recently, Aigron's army has been using small-scale feint attacks to drain the energy of the defenders, retreating directly if it suffers a slight setback. However, the defenders have become accustomed to this kind of routine "attack" and have long lost their fear.
But what they experienced today was such a crazy offensive that they had never seen before. They were caught off guard almost immediately, and were quickly rushed to the front of the city wall.
However, they quickly stabilized their position, relying on the low city walls at an angle to each other and kept firing, and they continued to harvest the lives of the attackers.
Due to the footsteps of the attackers and the bombardment of the artillery shells, the smoke and soil were swept into the air, and the muddy smell also dispersed, and the pungent smell of gunpowder was also caught in it, coupled with the increasingly strong
The smell of blood mixed together to form an indescribable smell that will linger in the minds of all survivors and become their lifelong nightmare.
Along with the pungent smell, the smoke brought by dust and gunpowder also filled the trench, and then quickly spread on the walls of the bastion, and then engulfed the walls everywhere.
The continuous shouts almost overwhelmed the roar of guns. The soldiers, who were already red-eyed, ignored their own casualties and climbed desperately along the wall.
Many people fell into the trench after being shot while climbing, but a small number of lucky ones rushed to the wall and fought madly with the oncoming defenders.
In order to spread out the troops as much as possible, Aigron's army launched a full-line attack along the front. However, there were only a few places where they could break through the bastion walls, so the remaining soldiers quickly gathered into these breaches and continuously replaced those who had already been there.
Paoze, who died in battle, continued to attack.
The black tide that was originally flooded by floods gradually converged into several breakthrough points, as if it encountered a flood from a flood outlet.
By this time, the first wave of attacking troops had already suffered heavy casualties.
Just as the soldiers from the two sides were fighting, according to the predetermined plan, the second wave of troops had slowly entered the trenches at the front and launched again.
Compared with the previous wave, this time they were much more purposeful. Through the commander's observation on the high ground, they had identified several breakthrough points, so their goal was to continue to attack those locations and continue to expand their victory.
Time slowly passed to the predetermined moment, and these soldiers launched another charge under the orders of the officers. As a result, a new group of fresh troops appeared on the smoke-filled battlefield.
With their arrival, the already extremely bloody fighting has now become even more intense, with shouts and gunfire continuing, as if the orchestra of Death is playing in celebration.
The fierce battle continued, and Mesolonghion seemed to be crumbling, but it still seemed to be as solid as a rock. The balance of the battle began to waver. Perhaps God was also hesitating to decide which side would bestow the crown of victory.
Aigron stayed on the high ground where the camp was, carefully observing everything in front of him.
Continuous attacks had consumed almost all the troops he had on hand, leaving only his last guard as a general reserve.
Time passed unconsciously, and gradually it came to dusk.
Under such a fearless attack, Aigron's army finally achieved some results. They destroyed and occupied several bastions at the front of the fortress, and caused a large number of casualties to the enemy.
However, paying such a high price for such a victory was not a cost-effective deal, and he could not afford to waste a few lives.
Although the defenders were frightened by the opponent's fearless attack and were exhausted from the fierce battle, they still had confidence.
After many days of fighting, they could also see that their opponents were not much more numerous than themselves. As long as they persisted and consumed in this way, sooner or later they would be able to wait until the moment when their opponent's energy and strength were exhausted.
The sky gradually darkened, and the originally fierce firefight gradually subsided.
Aigron knew that he had done all he could do now, and it would be up to fate to decide what would happen next. It would not only judge himself, but also that person.