It takes a day and a night to travel from Zhilin City to Reggie's dock. Prince Perion led his fleet and set off one day early with ten thousand soldiers.
According to the plan, he would arrive at the battlefield at the same time as Narses' troops, but the changes at sea were much more complicated than on land. Not long ago, they encountered wind and waves, which made their fleet late for a full half a day.
Chris waited at the dock for a long time. When he saw the enemy fleet, he felt that his heart almost jumped out of his chest. There were more than forty warships, but there were fewer than Reggie expected, but this shock was enough to make him
Chris lost his will to fight.
"Telling Reggie that I hate him and fighting to death for him is the stupidest choice in my life, bar none. Forget it, you won't have the chance to say this to him. We will all die here.
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"Don't be so nervous, Your Highness," Hurley said with a smile, "Believe me, we are absolutely sure of victory!"
Reggie knew that Chris was not familiar with artillery, so he asked Hurley to serve as a staff officer to cooperate with Chris in the battle.
"Believe you? Believe a madman?" Chris didn't mean to ridicule Hurley. Hurley's spirit was still a little abnormal. Just now, he claimed to Chris that the enemy had no chance of landing. However, Chris
Reese pinned all his hopes on a blocking battle after the enemy troops docked.
Behind him were eight artillery pieces and a thousand soldiers of the Third Army. Chris was indifferent to artillery. He felt that there was not much difference between that thing and a trebuchet. He trusted the muskets in the hands of the soldiers more.
Each soldier in the three armies has a musket and one hundred bullets, which means he has one hundred thousand bullets. When the enemy lands, if every twenty bullets can focus on one enemy, it means he can destroy half of them.
As for the remaining half of the enemies, they can only rely on bombs, grenades and hand-to-hand combat.
Can the critical twenty rounds of bullets really kill an enemy? His position is two hundred feet away from the edge of the dock. Although the range of the musket can reach three hundred feet, how can the hit rate be guaranteed?
The anxious Chris was thinking wildly, but Hurley beside him raised the battle flag.
"You idiot!" Chris yelled, "What do you want to do?",
Hurley said: "I am waiting for your order, Your Highness, this distance is enough to fire!"
"The enemy is still more than a thousand feet away from us! Firing now is a waste of gunpowder!"
Abu shook his head and said: "I marked that reef. The enemy's warships are near the reef. They are only eight hundred feet away from here."
"So what!" Chris said angrily, "Do you know how far away is eight hundred feet? The bomb flew past and you couldn't even see its shadow!"
"This is not a bomb or a trebuchet. You can try it. Anyway, we have a lot of shells." Hurley smiled.
It doesn't matter if you try it, just think of it as giving the enemy a little threat and not allowing them to approach the dock so smoothly.
Chris gave the order to fire, and eight shells were fired at once, six of which hit the enemy warship.
The astonishing hit rate surprised Chris, and what surprised him even more was the power of the shells.
The cannonballs left for Chris were specially made. The warheads were mixed with kerosene, white phosphorus and Declor gum. The cannonballs would catch fire immediately after they exploded, and each cluster of flames would stick firmly to the enemy's warships.
The fire attack tactics used by the Golden Eagle Nation for nearly a hundred years were perfectly copied by Reggie. The first round of artillery set four warships on fire at the same time. Perion fell into panic. His flagship was also on fire, and soldiers were sent
The bad news, this particular flame cannot be extinguished anytime soon.
Chris rubbed his eyes and then showed a calm smile.
"How many shells do we have?"
Hurley replied: "Two hundred rounds."
“Very good,” Chris said, quoting Reggie’s catchphrase, “Fuck it, fuck it to death!”
The bombardment lasted for half an hour, and Chris only used less than a hundred rounds to set thirty enemy warships on fire and sink eleven of them. In panic, Perion faced
He had two options: one was to retreat, the other was to rush to the port with all his might.
But rushing to the port is not an easy task. From the moment they approached the dock of Shattering Snow City, they had been in a headwind. Natalie was standing on the sentry tower controlling the wind direction. Under such fierce artillery fire,
If he forced his way to the dock with row oars against the wind, his fleet would probably be wiped out before it could reach the shore.
"Wave your hands, my goddess!" Hurley laughed loudly, "Let the enemy stay here and be beaten obediently!"
This distance was too awkward. Perion's kerosene could not hit the enemy, but the enemy's artillery could attack their warships at will. In the end, Perion chose to retreat. He had to return to the sea and extinguish the ship as soon as possible.
of fire.
The fleet fled in embarrassment, their formation was in chaos, and several warships even collided. When they reached the distant sea, the soldiers were busy making a mess, and the fire ball stuck to the ship made it impossible for them to start.
At this time, Perion finally calmed down, and he was thinking about the next strategy. He had not received the news of Narses' defeat yet, and he did not want to escape back in such embarrassment. He did not want to be ridiculed by Charlemagne.
The previous tactics were a bit reckless. He should not be overconfident in the fleet. His troops were far superior to the enemy. He could use small boats to send soldiers to land and use dispersed formations to neutralize the power of weapons.
Unfortunately, there was not much time left for him to think about tactics. Doranor and Old Hill led the fleet to catch up.
A fleet of four warships was really nothing compared to the Golden Eagle Fleet, but these four warships were equipped with a total of twelve artillery pieces. When the sound of the cannons sounded, Perion fell into despair.
After a brief confrontation, Doranor and Old Hill easily sank six battleships. Perion ordered to retreat again. Doranor was not in a hurry to catch up. He was still waiting for the two men.
The hot air balloon floated over from the sky, and Natalie took Abu to the boat.
Next, a long chase battle is about to take place. Natalie controls the wind direction and leads the warship all the way to Perion's fleet. Just like a lion chasing its prey, Natalie and Abu have already prepared for the battle.
The enemy has planned a fixed escape route.
An officer from the Lion Kingdom came to Perion and shouted loudly: "Your Highness, where are you going? This is not the route to Zhilin City!"
"I know this is not the route to Zhilin City. We have no choice but to escape in the direction of the wind. The enemy is about to catch up!"
"Where are you going to escape to? The warship is still on fire. Are we going to be buried in the sea?"
"I know the current situation better than you. If you don't want to die, just obey the order, otherwise I will throw you all into the sea!"
According to the current wind direction, Perion firmly believed that he could reach Spiked Island within five days. Unfortunately, he was wrong, because the wind direction was controlled by Natalie.
Natalie will not let him go to Spike Island, nor will she let him go to Zhilin City, nor will she even let him go to Lion City. Natalie will send him back to his hometown, all the way to the Eagle's Nest in the Golden Eagle Kingdom.
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After receiving the news of Narses' defeat, Charlemagne could not believe his eyes. In front of him was Conrad's body and Narses kneeling on the ground crying. Three hundred people stood outside the palace door.
There were many remaining soldiers, and Narses took away 10,000 troops, which was all his remaining troops.
"What on earth happened!" Charlemagne grabbed Narses by the hair, "Tell me, what on earth happened!"
Narses couldn't say a word, and Alice said from the side: "Your Majesty, this is not the commander-in-chief's fault. If the chief bachelor could listen to my advice, I could have resolved Reggie Victor's witchcraft...
"
"What's the use of talking about this now!" Charlemagne slapped Alice in the face, and Alice covered her face and remained silent.
Prime Minister Spindu stepped forward and said cautiously: "Your Majesty, our allies are launching an attack on the sea. They must have captured the port and even invaded Shattering Snow City. Please don't worry, we just need
Quietly waiting for the good news."
"What a disgrace, what a disgrace!" Charlemagne kicked Narses away, turned around and grabbed Spindu, "Let people go find out about the war situation in Broken Snow City, appease the White Wolf King, give him gold coins, give him
He needs food and his mouth is blocked, and the news of the defeat must not be leaked. Let your son raise another army, and he must not lose face in front of his allies!"
Spindu trotted out of the palace. He knew that Charlemagne's idea was meaningless, but he didn't want to stay here and get beaten. It was not difficult to find out the information. It was easy to talk about the gold coins. I'm afraid there was no hope for food. As for conscription
Well... In several surrounding towns, men over the age of fifteen and under the age of fifty are no longer visible.
Spindu sent several couriers, and a few hours later, the couriers returned the news, because they saw Reggie's army halfway.
At the risk of being beaten to death, Spindu came to the palace again. He had to tell Charlemagne the news.
"Your Majesty, Reggie Victor's army is here. In a few hours, they will rush to the city!"
"Reggie Victor is going to attack Zhilin City?" Charlemagne clenched his fist, "My Prime Minister, do you know what you just said?"
"I'm not sure if he wants to attack Zhilin City, but he brings soldiers and weapons. We should leave here as soon as possible!"
"How many people did he bring?"
Spindu said: "He brought hundreds of soldiers."
"A few hundred?" Charlemagne even lost the strength to laugh. "You said he wanted to capture a city with a few hundred soldiers?"
"I know this is ridiculous, but..."
"You know it's ridiculous, but you're still talking nonsense here!" Charlemagne knocked Spindu over with one punch. He ordered the guards to assemble immediately and go out of the city to meet the enemy.
"Your Majesty," Alice knew that she shouldn't speak easily at this time, but she knew the consequences of going out of the city to meet the enemy. "Until we know the strength of the enemy's army, we'd better choose to hold on in the city."
"You have fought with the enemy, don't you still understand their strength?" Charlemagne's eyes were burning.
"Your Majesty, they just defeated our army. I think we..."
"What exactly do you want to say?" Charlemagne gritted his teeth and looked at Alice. Alice took a deep breath and said, "What I want to say is that I am willing to follow you and fight bloody battles!"