I Will Be The Crowned King

The latest website: Sending off a guest who was most likely to kill himself, Anson simply drove out of the room with Carl and the little secretary, and fell asleep in the worry that he would not be able to wipe out Bernard in one battle. .

And he slept soundly, it was afternoon when he lay down, and it was early morning when he opened his eyes.

The thick fog shrouded the entire Yangfan City, dyeing everything in sight into a thick white; the continuous city walls, the towering towers, and the rows of houses...like the clouds.

"They are here."

Standing at the top of the tower facing the siege position, Ser Sardo, surrounded by several cuirassiers, put his hands behind his back, staring at the pure white in front of him with indifferent eyes:

"The sound of the hooves, the footsteps of the soldiers, and the rhythm of the drums... You can't go wrong, this is what happens when the army of the Empire is marching at a constant speed over long distances."

"This distance can be heard, which means that they are less than two kilometers away from us, and they are already close at hand."

The surrounding soldiers looked at each other in disbelief, and some of them raised their ears desperately, trying to find the voice Sado said.

The young knight held the wall with both hands, and his eyes were always on the direction of the siege position. The vision enhanced by the power of the bloodline of the "sea knight" could still see the blue-bottomed star that was roaring in the cold wind even if there was a thick fog. Ring flag.

No, it's even a step further... With the ability he got from Phil Cresci, these dense fogs permeated with countless water vapors are not even an obstacle to him, more like a help - almost all the surrounding water vapor , all under his control.

Having said that, the ability of this "Patriarch Cressey" is more like the power of the sea knight in the impression of ordinary people, but the one passed down by the Bernard family from generation to generation has become an anomaly.

Through the layers of dense fog, Louis could even clearly see the troops of the Storm Division on the position.

"Ansen Bach, what exactly does he want to do?" Sado stepped forward with a puzzled expression:

"The Confederate army was completely defeated, the grass and forest fell, and he had less than 6,000 people standing here alone and helpless. Lord Bernard is very familiar with the structure of the battlefield. The 8,000-strong imperial army will probably be able to pass his defense line and firepower without any effort. Net... What advantage do these Clovis people have to fight?"

"No, he has." Louis said softly:

"It's just that we don't know yet."

"Oh, why do you say that?"

"Because the leader on the opposite side is none other than Anson Bach."

Louis said silently.

Hearing the tone without the slightest suspicion, Sado paused slightly; he was not completely unaware of the "relationship" between the two:

"You mean that because it's Anson Bach, he must be able to create miracles in places we can't imagine?"

"No, that's not what I meant." The young knight shook his head:

"Because he is Anson Bach, if there is really no chance of winning this battle, he has already tried his best to retreat, and he will do everything possible to win us over to help him, or try to find bargaining chips to negotiate with Uncle Bernard. "

"But he didn't, so he must be confident that he has an absolute chance of winning, or even certainty, otherwise you wouldn't be on his brave side."

Sadow: "..."

At this moment, a chestnut-haired girl in a long red dress walked up to the city wall, ignoring the strange eyes that were thrown at her, and silently stared at the direction of the siege position.

Almost at the moment she appeared, Freya, who was behind the young knight, immediately tensed her nerves and focused on her every move, as if she was facing a great enemy.

In contrast, the girl in the red dress was so unconcernedly elegant and calm, and even did not forget to salute to the surrounding crowd, causing the soldiers to panic, not knowing what to do.

Louis was silent.

To be honest, he couldn't figure out how Anson was going to win this battle with no way out.

The siege position occupied by him is centered on a hill, extending to the east and west sides, using trenches to connect several raised highlands, surrounded by open fields crossed by low walls, gentle slopes on the north side, and gentle slopes on the south side. It's a trench.

The high ground is a fortress with strong fire support, and the center (hill) is mostly where the headquarters and artillery positions are located; the soldiers rely on the low wall to repel the enemy attack, and continue to advance along the trench with civil fortifications.

As for the seemingly "opportunistic" open areas on the flanks, they are deliberately left as death traps - any enemy who tries to detour to the flanks will first be ravaged by highly mobile cavalry guns on the unobstructed plains, and then The cavalry troopers joined forces, crushed the wings, and was flanked from left and right.

Such a battlefield is the home field specially "customized" for the imperial army; Ansen Bach... He either garrisoned each fort separately and was eliminated bit by bit under the siege of Bernard's superior force; The armored cavalry penetrated the position.

And once he is eliminated, the next step is the city of sailing; but if he intervenes at this time, it is equivalent to becoming an enemy of the empire.

Louis, who was in a tangle, gritted his teeth and turned his head to look at Sado next to him: "Is the army ready?!"

"Anytime you can act!"

Sir Sadow was shocked, and his eyes showed a little bit of joy: "The cavalry will act as the leader and attack from the west side of the position. With the cover of the fog, it will definitely be able to inflict heavy damage on Lord Bernard Morwis!"

"Get everyone ready to assemble under the city gates and stand by."

The young knight said solemnly, his expression unprecedentedly solemn: "Without my order, no soldier or soldier is allowed to act rashly!"

"Follow your orders!" Sado nodded heavily, slightly agitated, which made him subconsciously give Louis a solemn salute.

Sure enough, he was still shaken... After the war, he could go straight to the headquarters, persuade other colleagues to surrender, and then kill Bernard Morwes. He who holds three or four thousand imperial soldiers is the real ruler of Sail City.

Then there is the heir of the Bernard family in front of him. After that, whether he joins the Confederacy and the Clovis to fight for leadership, or repents at a critical moment and becomes the **** of the empire's reconquest of the new world, he will...

"grown ups!"

The brief silence was broken by the soldiers behind him: "The scouts have sent information, and the Clovis army on the position has begun to move!"

"But their movements are very strange. They don't seem to be heading in the direction of Sail City, but... They seem to be preparing to attack Lord Bernard's army..."

attack? !

The shocked Sadow and Louis subconsciously looked at each other at the same time, staring at each other with utterly astonished eyes; the soldiers around were also surprised and at a loss.

Only Talia, who was wearing a red dress by the wall, still looked at the battlefield in the distance, her smile still the same.

………………

On the thick foggy field, the gravel on the ground made a slight vibration sound.

Thousands of figures were shrouded in pure white, and countless blue-backed star-ring flags fluttered in the wind, like walking hills, silent and silent, and slowly approached the imperial army behind the besieging position.

Like a beast waiting for an opportunity to kill, it is slowly approaching its prey.

"The enemy attacked——!!!!"

Heart-piercing shouts rang out in the thick fog, followed by the shrill bugle sound that continued to relay on the front; looking at the enemy that was approaching in the thick fog, the imperial soldiers were tense, and the officers were tensed. A dense queue was maintained amid the shouts of scolding.

The atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme.

"Sir, what's going on?!"

Behind the front, a group of imperial knights did not give in, but they were more surprised than panic:

"It doesn't mean that there are only four or five thousand people at most. How dare they take the initiative to attack with such a small amount of troops?!"

Bernard, surrounded by a group of cuirassiers, rode on his horse and looked solemnly at the approaching figure on the opposite side.

Although he looked down on these cowardly officers, he actually had similar doubts in his heart - considering the strength of the two sides, occupying positions, especially in hilly areas, is the best choice, and a condescending defense is the best choice. attack.

Unless...he takes it alive and makes the original defenders on the ground available to him?

No, it was too dangerous to think of it that way; with Ansen Bach's prudence, it was impossible to pin hope of victory on a group of unreliable captives.

The only possibility is that he has already formed an alliance with the Sail City Rebels...Using active attack to lure himself to spread out the front and launch an outflanking attack on it from both flanks; then the Sail City Rebels attack from the back line and outflank his own flanks.

A very bold plan, and it is also in line with his Ansen Bach's usual strategy of uniting allies to flank powerful enemies. It seems crazy but is extremely cautious.

Unfortunately, there is a near fatal flaw in your plan!

"Pass my order—"

Holding the saddle, Bernard Morwes, with a serious face, shouted loudly to the surroundings:

"The first, second, third, and fourth line regiments, led by myself, formed two defensive lines to prepare for the first round of the Clovis offensive; the fourth line regiment served as the rear guard to ensure the safety of the road behind our army, Unobstructed!"

"The 5th and 6th line of private regiments, led by Ser Amar, bypassed the front of the Clovis army along the original eastern road, and raided the hills and highlands in the center of the siege position!"

A middle-aged man with a blindfold on his left eye, with white temples shining from the top of his head, stepped forward and bowed to the minister in charge.

"I'll give you another hussar battalion for reconnaissance and flank coverage." Bernard sighed softly:

"Remember, your mission is extremely critical to our army's ultimate victory - the hills and heights are not only the commanding heights of the battlefield, but also our artillery positions; whether or not you can win it will directly determine who has the initiative in the battlefield!"

For such a crucial task, if it was placed in the original, he must have to hand it over to Sir Sadow to be at ease, but now...

Bernard felt a colic in his heart when he thought that the traitor who deserved death was still alive, and probably quite well.

"Sir Reye led the Seventh Line of Corps, and took the eastern road to prevent enemy reinforcements - if not, then after the fog cleared, they would flank the enemy's flanks, forcing them to shrink their lines and retreat to the hills and heights."

"The eighth, ninth, and tenth line regiments, together with the hussar regiment, the cuirassier company and the cavalry artillery company of the Guards, suppress the enemy's flank from the western front, and break into the siege position at the right moment!"

With a resolute tone, Bernard, with a slightly complicated expression, looked at his messenger: "I will give you full authority to command this unit. Remember, your mission is not to defeat the Clovis offensive. Instead, we will try our best to guard against the movements of Yangfan City."

"Once they try to attack from the flank, it will be your Western Front that will bear the brunt; I have given you all the best and most powerful troops - no matter how severe the situation, you will never be able to Get more reinforcements."

"As ordered!"

The messenger pursed the corners of his mouth tightly, and his expression conveyed his heartfelt emotion: "I swear to you, even if I die in battle, the Western Front Army will never take a step back!"

Looking at his excited tears, Bernard's face showed a gratifying smile... It just always felt weird, something wasn't right.

Obviously it was a battle with great advantages, how could it become a death squad that was only half a step away from the end, ready to die?

But no matter how tangled it is, it is too late. Although his messenger is stupid, but if the Western Front troops, which contain the essence of the whole army, cannot be handed over to loyal subordinates that he can absolutely trust, and let the scene of the rebellion in front of the Black Reef Harbor reappear again, he will It's really over.

After completing the final deployment, Bernard Morwes took a deep breath and looked at the officers who put all their hopes on him:

"Everyone, the so-called decisive battle is to use the outcome of a battle to determine the fate of everyone - for us, this should be something we should try our best to avoid. To rule, it also weakens the power that can be used to rule.”

"But when the enemy's flag is planted on the territory of the Empire~www.readwn.com~when the enemy's soldiers show their might in front of the imperial cavalry, any imperial knight with the least virtue, the blood descendant of the seven knights, will You should draw out his sword without hesitation, raise his flag gun, and give the most thorough counterattack to the provocative enemy!"

"This has nothing to do with politics, strength, or even justice or injustice—because knights are born to charge and fight!"

"When the opponent's white glove hits your face while your sword is still in its sheath, it is the greatest disgrace of a knight!"

"Now the Clovis has come, with a group of traitors from the Empire, ready to take the colonies of the New World from the Empire, and let their ugly red and black flags fly over the port of Sail City - only two colonies The small country has used all his courage to challenge the empire's rule!"

"As knights, we must pay the greatest respect for this courage."

Bernard's eyes showed unprecedented pride, his eyes focused on the shadowy figure in the distance:

"Imperials - go forward!"