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

January 20th, 11:00 am.

The violent winds that raged yesterday have weakened a lot, but the bombardment of artillery shells has not weakened at all. The sky is still gloomy, and the artillery bombardment that started at around five o'clock in the morning has continued until this moment and has not stopped.

Artillery shells bombarded the Gothic second line of defense indiscriminately. They fell everywhere, and the continuous explosions almost turned the Gothic positions into a scorched earth. Above this scorched earth, thick smoke almost covered the sky. The Gothic soldiers in the fortress could only see within a hundred or two hundred meters around them.

The thick smoke intensified the darkness of the sky. In fact, at this moment, many soldiers could not tell whether it was day or night, because the entire sky was dim, and the flashes caused by the explosions on the ground always stung their eyes.

The choking smoke, the flash of explosions and the huge noise heard in their ears confused the soldiers' thoughts and paralyzed their perceptions. The battle had lasted for almost 24 hours, but many soldiers could not feel the passage of time. The only thing they could truly feel was the intense fear brought by the shelling.

In the combat command room.

The bottle of liquor on the table had been finished long ago. Brewster had a good alcohol tolerance and did not become drowsy after drinking a bottle of liquor. On the contrary, the appropriate stimulation of liquor could keep him awake.

Since waking up from his sleep at five o'clock yesterday morning, Brewster has not slept for thirty hours. Although he is in the rear, the sound of the exploding shells is also stimulating his brain.

During these thirty hours, the information coming from the front line made him more and more stressed. Before the second shelling began, he was still a little sleepy, but when the enemy's second attack started, that trace of sleepiness disappeared completely. He didn't even need spicy liquor to stimulate him, he was already sober enough.

The more awake he became, the paler Brewster's face looked. Sweat dripped slowly from his temples, and even his entire face was covered with fine beads of sweat. Only his eyes were frighteningly red.

At around five o'clock, he asked Jacob to count the casualties of the troops withdrawn from the first line of defense, but the enemy did not give this opportunity. The subsequent artillery bombardment immediately put the second line of defense into a passive position. In order to prevent the enemy from taking advantage of the fire suppression to advance, the troops guarding the second line of defense immediately engaged in combat. Although it was called combat, it was essentially just enduring bombing.

But with the lessons learned from the collapse of the first line of defense, the people in the second line of defense needed to race against time to dig deeper trenches and fill the gaps with sandbags even if they were bombed. These hasty remedial measures were definitely not particularly rational at the moment, but this was not because there were loopholes in the prior defense deployment.

In fact, the second line of defense already had criss-crossing anti-artillery trenches. It was only after the first line of defense was defeated that Brewster realized that the trenches were not deep enough, the sandbags were not numerous enough, and the heavy barbed wire was not solid enough. Of course, the bigger reason was that the enemy fired too many artillery shells and the damage was too great.

The defenses that our side had originally made were simply not enough to sustain for a few days and nights under the overwhelming fire suppression.

But precisely because of this, it is even more necessary to take remedial measures, otherwise the second position will be bombed into ruins, and the enemy will take advantage of the situation to launch an assault. He cannot accept the second line of defense being breached again.

"Sir! The enemy's attack is too fierce, our fortifications are about to collapse!" Jacob, who ran into the command room with the communications soldier, shouted to Brewster in panic.

After hearing this, sweat dripped down Brewster's chin. He slammed his fist on the wall and roared:

"Even if the fortifications are gone, there are still people here! No matter what kind of attack they launch this time, we must stop them!"

“Never retreat!!!”

After the words fell, Jacob gritted his teeth and said, "Yes! Sir!"

Brewster then roared:

"Carter!"

"Here! Sir!" shouted Carter, commander of the 39th Cavalry Division.

"Be prepared for battle! If the Yan people launch an assault, lead your troops to cut into their offensive line from the flank and disrupt their formation!"

"The second line of defense will be the core of this battle! I will never allow our position to be breached again!"

"Yes! Sir!" Carter replied solemnly and immediately left the combat command room in a hurry.

Zoye, who also commanded a cavalry division, was still in the command room. After Carter left, he asked in a deep voice:

"Sir, should we now deploy all our forces to the second line of defense?"

The reason for asking this is that in the original combat deployment, the cavalry division led by Carter should have been the reserve army. If the enemy's attack was sluggish, then he would lead the cavalry division to counterattack. If the enemy's attack was fierce, his troops should also stay in the core of the base to carry out the final position defense battle.

In response to Zoye's question, Brewster said coldly: "After these bastards seized our first position, they wanted to take advantage of the situation with a fierce attack to break all our defenses. I will never let their plan succeed!"

"Although they are fighting fiercely now, in the previous positional battle, although we suffered heavy casualties, theirs is definitely not less! I don't believe that they dare to continue the attack without caring about casualties!"

"The Yan people want to force us to retreat, just like they gave up the first position. Humph! Don't even think about it! If they want to fight this time, we will fight to the end!"

"I want to see if these bastards really don't care about casualties!"

After the words fell, Zoye nodded silently, but he was extremely nervous in his heart, because the casualties on his side were increasing rapidly. Although the number of casualties could not be counted yet, it was probably tens of thousands of people who had been killed.

Although Brewster gnashed his teeth and said that he would fight to the end, he was also nervous in his heart. In previous battles, he had experienced times when his side suffered huge casualties, but this time was different. The enemy's attack was indeed too fierce, and those artillery shells alone were enough to make him exhausted.

He couldn't figure out why the Yan people, who had only arrived in the country twenty days ago, would bring so much ammunition, and the enemy soldiers' fearless fighting spirit was too tricky. He could only hope that the enemy was currently making a desperate attempt and this was all their strength.

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Inside the Yan Army’s base camp.

"Your Majesty, the progress is going smoothly. Except for the bunkers and fortresses in the enemy's second line of defense that could not be blown down, the rest of the fortifications have basically been bombed into ruins."

The signalman who returned from the front brought Qin Ze the latest battle situation. Qin Ze immediately gave an order in a deep voice:

"Okay, launch an attack and quickly capture the enemy's position. Once this line of defense is breached, the enemy's lair will be completely exposed. At that time, we will directly raze it to the ground with artillery shells!"

As the order was issued, shortly after noon, the Yan Army launched a full-scale attack on the Goltish army's positions.