The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

Inside the Yan Army’s position outside the Macedonian Military Factory.

The shelling of the arsenal had subsided at this time, but the line formed by 200 artillery pieces had not been withdrawn, and the artillery was still facing the arsenal. This was not a waiting moment before launching a general attack, but a defensive measure to prevent the Golts in the arsenal from breaking out.

Opposite this line is another line targeting the enemy in the rear. The artillery bombardment being launched at this moment is being carried out by the artillery battalion in this line.

And now there are less than 50,000 people in the Yan Army position here, and Qin Ze is in charge of it.

As the bombardment began, scouts kept delivering military reports. A few minutes ago, Qin Ze received the latest intelligence. After launching the bombardment, the enemy did not retreat, but chose to speed up their march, intending to charge into the front line. This news was exactly what Qin Ze wanted to hear.

Although Qin Ze had known that there were enemy troops waiting for an opportunity to strike behind him, he did not know how many troops this enemy had. Therefore, during this day and night, he did not launch an attack on the enemy troops in the rear.

This is certainly not because he is afraid of the enemy's large number of troops, which will put his side in danger, but Qin Ze feels that if the enemy army that comes is just a small force, then attacking them, even if they are all wiped out, will alert the enemy, causing the next enemy to become cautious, making a battle longer and longer, and it becomes increasingly difficult to eliminate the enemy's manpower.

Based on this consideration, Qin Ze did not take any action. If the enemy took the initiative to launch an attack, it must be because they had accumulated enough troops, so they dared to launch an attack boldly. For this reason, Qin Ze ordered the bombardment of the Macedonian military factory tonight to test the enemy in the rear.

The distance from Port Foster to Port Brulo is not too far. Qin Ze has reason to believe that Port Brulo, which is regarded as a top priority by the Golts, will send a large number of reinforcements to support.

As expected, after bombarding the Macedonian military factory for several hours, the enemy forces behind them finally lost their patience and chose to advance and launch an attack. This signal was the beginning of tonight's "encirclement and suppression campaign."

Encirclement and annihilation warfare means destroying as many enemy forces as possible, which is what Qin Ze has always wanted to do. Only by destroying as many enemy forces as possible in a short period of time can the obstacles in the march for the next period of time be reduced. He does not want to be ambushed by the Goths during the next few days or half a month of marching, because this is their home ground and they have a huge advantage in terms of geographical location.

To do this, it is necessary to fight a large-scale annihilation war in order to severely damage the enemy's forces and reduce the number of ambushes they launch next.

The western front area centered on the Port of Brulo has entered a state of full military preparation since the attack on the Star Islands was launched a few days ago. Qin Ze believes that they will definitely mobilize a large number of troops to intercept the coastline, and the battle launched tonight must be when the enemy's forces are at their strongest.

In other words, it's time to close the net.

At this moment, Qin Ze, who was in the military camp, looked forward, which was the direction the enemy was rushing towards. Thanks to the previous deployment and the ultra-long range of the artillery, the shells were now causing casualties to the enemy. However, Qin Ze was not clear about how much effect these shells had achieved.

The bombardment launched at night did not have a very good field of vision, and it was impossible to accurately measure the distance, but fortunately there were enough artillery pieces and ammunition, so we could just bombard indiscriminately.

The longer such long-range fire suppression lasts, the more casualties the enemy suffers, and the more likely they are to evacuate. After all, no matter how strong the Goths' fighting will and how confident they are, they are not fools. If the casualties are too heavy, they will naturally choose to retreat and evacuate in order to preserve their strength.

But this is definitely not what Qin Ze wants to see.

If the enemy wanted to evacuate in order to preserve its manpower, then they would have to take great pains to deploy this battle.

Thinking of this, Qin Ze looked to the left and right. More than an hour ago, the cavalrymen on standby on the left and right wings filed out one after another, marching quickly in the north and south directions, stretching the front line in a pincer shape. This was a large detour and encirclement over an extremely long distance.

Their mission is to surround the enemy forces against all odds, and then cooperate with the frontal troops to encircle and kill them!

"No matter how many people come, we will kill you all."

"Leave no one behind."

Amid the rumbling bombardment, Qin Ze's face was stern, and the murderous intent in his eyes was extremely strong.

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"Sir, what did you say? Withdraw?"

"....Withdraw..."

Artillery shells exploded around him, and Miniel had no time to care. He tried to carry the seriously injured Klein on his back and carry him out of the battlefield, but Klein's severe bleeding and horrible wounds made Miniel dare not even move his body.

Faced with Klein's order to withdraw, Minel was so flustered that he didn't know how to respond.

In order to deal with this battle tonight, except for Commander Dingle who stayed in the base camp with a division of troops, the rest of the troops have been dispatched. Although they are currently under enemy artillery fire, it is a well-known fact that the enemy has better weapons.

So casualties are inevitable and will not be small, but who doesn’t know this?

To fight this battle with an all-out force of more than 100,000 soldiers, isn't it to make up for the difference in weapons with the advantage of manpower? Before the battle, who was not prepared to make sacrifices?

If we withdraw our troops at this time, won’t all our efforts be wasted?

If we cannot eliminate the enemy here, how can we attack the heavily guarded occupied area of ​​Foster Port next?

Minel didn't understand, he just wanted to take Klein to a safe place as soon as possible.

And now the shelling has not stopped, where is safe?

Minel looked around in confusion and saw people dying in the artillery fire. He couldn't find any safe place.

"Withdraw..."

Klein, lying on the ground, had lost all control of his body. He couldn't even feel the pain. It was becoming increasingly difficult to lift his half-open left eye. But at this moment, he still used all his strength to let out a groan that sounded like anger and grief.

He had already prepared himself mentally for what he was facing now before setting out, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

Is it just bad luck?

No, once you step onto the battlefield and enter the battle, there is no such thing as luck. War will treat every participant equally.

As Dinger said, there are indeed problems with this battle tonight, but should we not fight if there are problems? That is impossible. Any battle is accompanied by risks.

But now, from the early artillery bombardment, it can be seen that the enemy has made sufficient preparations. This is a battle they planned to besiege a point and attack the reinforcements. If the enemy wants to maximize the victory, they must kill everyone. So in addition to the enemy who launched the attack at this moment, they must have deployed troops in other places.

But where do so many troops come from?

Klein didn't know, he only knew that it was time to withdraw and not fall into the trap any further.

"Withdraw..."

He was still moaning, but the sound was getting weaker and weaker, so weak that Minel could no longer hear it.

"Sir! Sir!"

Minel's panicked shouts gradually faded from Klein's ears, and his strong sleepiness became stronger and stronger. When Klein was about to fall asleep, he suddenly opened his left eye and stretched out his hand.

He pushed the surprised Minel and opened his mouth, but all his strength disappeared in an instant. His hands fell limply. Klein opened his eyes and stopped moving completely.

Looking at Klein's body, Minel was stunned for a few seconds, and then he cried out in grief.

"General Klein..."

Without any more time to grieve, Minel staggered to his feet, and then shouted frantically to the crowd that was running forward while dodging the shells:

"Withdraw the troops! Withdraw the troops!"

"This is a trap, we must withdraw immediately!!"

"Boom boom boom!"

His voice was mixed in with the sound of artillery fire, so faint that it looked like the sound of insects wriggling underground in winter, and no one could hear it.

And behind the 53rd Division was the troops led by Lieutenant General Hopkins.

"Quick! Quick! Speed ​​up!"

"Rush through this area and break into the enemy lines! Destroy them all!!!" Lieutenant General Hopkins roared while coughing.

Every artillery shell fired by the enemy made his rage grow stronger. He was furious to the extreme and was determined to fight the enemy to the death tonight.