Chapter 66: Sure to win

"Ready to fight!" Now, the company commander stood in front of his opponent, nervously drew out his long sword, and pointed it in the enemy's direction: "Stay! Hold on!"

All the soldiers stopped. The soldiers in the first row knelt on one knee, and the soldiers in the second row remained standing. This is the tactic they are most familiar with, and it is also the tactic they have trained countless times.

In addition to the opponent's bow and arrow, in addition to the opponent's effective firepower, they are ready to kill the enemy. They pulled the bolt of their gun, then closed one eye, and watched their opponent from the gap in the gun body.

The soldiers of the Arante Empire in the distance were still advancing. They wanted to narrow the distance and let the archers behind them play their role. They had already seen the opponent of Ailan Hill who didn't even wear armor. They knew that it only needed one round of bows and arrows to penetrate the opponent's slender line of defense.

"Fire!" After everyone was ready, the company commander in Ailan Hill finally yelled out the command he wanted to call out, facing the enemy who had been close to about 300 meters away. Following his order, thousands of rifles made a crackling sound.

The sound stretched out, and accompanied by the white smoke spreading slightly from the muzzle, it spread to the distance. Then, before these gunshots fell, thousands of soldiers screamed and fell in the Arrant Empire phalanx on the opposite side.

"What?" General Lumbark, who saw this sight for the first time, left his saddle. He stared at the faint white smoke emanating from the enemy's position in front of him, shocked not knowing what to say.

It was obviously something similar to artillery, but the other party could equip every soldier with such a terrifying "single hand cannon"! For the first time, Lumbark felt that the enemy he faced was a bit uncomfortable, and he even felt that victory was fading away from him.

"Damn it! Let the second ten thousand team over! We have to eat this unit! Or Bud or Wangcheng! It's all over! It's all over!" Rumbach looked at his side in a gaffe The generals roared loudly: "I personally command the third ten-thousand-thousand team! All the troops are on top!"

All he can count on now is that the opponent's hand cannon is as inconvenient as the cannon to reload, allowing him to use the advantage of the number of people to offset the disadvantage of the weapon.

"My lord!" It is a pity that reality is always cruel. Amidst the desperate shouts of several generals, Ailan Hill's second round of volleys began, and the bullets knocked down a piece of the soldiers of the Arante Empire. The team, a dozen or so phalanxes, has collapsed.

A general held Lumbak's reins with a cry of tears, and said loudly with tears: "It's too late! Go away! Leave it to us!"

The well-known Arantan frontier titan, and the general Amir who led the attack, had already lost more than half of the troops, and the whole troops had fallen into despair. The surviving soldiers were routing backwards, rushing into the chaos of the second ten thousand squadron that followed them.

Before they were in chaos, another desperate weapon began to slaughter in Ailan Hill's army position. The heavy machine gun is as effective as preventing the opponent from attacking when it prevents the opponent from rout.

In the face of defeated soldiers who can't get out of their range for a while and won't lie down, the lethality of heavy machine guns is much greater than that of heavy artillery.

"Tutu! Tutu!" As the machine guns began to roar, slices of Arrant soldiers began to fall. On this vast plain, the Arrant soldiers couldn't even find an anti-slope and they couldn't find a place to hide. Soon Was beaten into a sieve, and then fell on the road to rout.

The first ten thousand team was quickly slaughtered, and the second ten thousand team began to crowd towards the place where the third ten thousand team led by General Lumbark was located. Before the order to retreat was passed on, the third ten thousand team also began to rout.

As if it was an infectious plague, escaping became a matter without human supervision. No one wants to go back and continue fighting, everyone is pushing back and fleeing desperately. Before the bullet flew over, the trampling began to cause more damage.

Countless soldiers pushed down the friendly forces behind them and the officers in the queue, and then stepped on them. If they didn't do this, the bullets behind them would knock them to the ground.

Without even trying, Lumbak knew that he could no longer control his troops. More than half of the troops were falling apart and retreating. It was not a disaster that two commanders could stop.

He could only turn his horse's head unwillingly, and quickly find a safe retreat, taking advantage of himself not being trapped by the ruined soldiers. He had already given up. It is conceivable that the remaining commanders still have a few people who are willing to persist.

Within two hours of the opening, the Battle of Bude evolved into a defeat of tens of thousands of people. This war made Korya's reputation and made the general Rumbach taste his first defeat. The bitter fruit.

"Retreat! Retreat!" Without looking back, even without the expensive red cannons, Rumbach began his own escape. He didn't even retreat back to Bude, but ran directly to the other side.

As soon as he saw the direction of his escape, he knew that he had given up his plan to hold on to Bude. He wanted to escape directly to the King City, a famous general who had won many wars, and thus became a bereaved dog.

Behind him, countless mad Arante soldiers were chased by Ailan Hill grenadiers, throwing their helmets and armors and rushing towards Bud. After losing 10,000 troops, another 20,000 people chose to surrender.

The ensuing battle turned into a one-sided surrender, and the fastest surrender was the defeated general of Arante on the desperate frontal battlefield. The brave general Amir died in the rebellion. The remaining four 10,000 generals killed one and two surrendered. Only one ran away.

Approximately more than 12,000 people fled to Bude in defeat, and the rest became prisoners of Korya and corpses on the ground. When facing a famous general, Corea just took a few steps in accordance with the requirements of the code, and ushered in the first victory of his life.

"Clean the battlefield!" Corea's heart was really calm, he didn't even have the excitement of winning in danger. When he saw the opposing team's phalanx, he almost knew that he was in hand, which was really embarrassingly unspeakable.

It's like when gambling with the biggest flush and waiting for the opponent to show his cards, he doesn't care about his opponent's tricks at all, because his cards have made him invincible.

"The news from the prairie cavalry... They probably captured 3,000 cavalrymen and defeated the remaining 3,000 cavalry... About 4,000 people fled." An officer rode forward and sent the latest news of the battle. .

Coria nodded slightly, and then said: "Let the troops rest for two hours, and then continue to advance south to prepare for the attack. We must take Bude as soon as possible!"

"Yes! General!" All his men clenched fists with their right hands and pressed them to their chests, responding to Coria's orders.

A day later, Bude surrendered, and Corea captured more than 20,000 prisoners there. With the end of the Battle of Bud, all the formed units in the north of Arrant have been annihilated by Ailan Hill.

Now, all that is left is the 100,000 Arante reinforcements moving north. It's just that the combat effectiveness of these troops is not very good, even inferior to the Arantan defenders in the Battle of Bude.

Inside Serris, Chris yawned a little tiredly. He has written a textbook of about 70,000 words in the past two days, and the copying is exhausted: Fortunately, the place where he wrote the book is in the factory workshop, where there are electric lights to make him more comfortable at night.

Now in Serris, there are many factories producing and processing their products 24 hours a day. Apprentices are trained to operate machinery. With these people working overtime, the production speed of the factory will naturally increase.

Countless ammunition and weaponry were produced, and then equipped to more reserve regiments. After obtaining the equipment, these reserve regiments began to move south into the territory of Arante, and went to the front to fight side by side with the main regiments.

Although many advanced weapons are still unable to be produced due to capacity constraints, over time, Chris' industry has begun to go on track. At least, he is now building a railway, and is miniaturizing the steam engine and generator into practical use.

"Your Majesty!" Dessell pushed open the door of Chris' room, walked in, and put a message on the table in front of him: "I happened to be here, so I brought this to you."

As he spoke, he pointed to the message and said to Chris: "Koria has taken Bude, and our line of defense is complete... Now, what we have to wait for is the arrival of the Saint Demon Empire. !"

"Hope, the information Frenzberg gave us is accurate." Chris put down the pen in his hand, leaned on the back of the chair, breathed out and took a rest: "As long as he didn't lie, we You can sustain the attack of the Holy Demon Empire!"

"He has no reason to lie. I'm still very optimistic about our battle of slaying the dragon." Desaier was a little more optimistic than Chris, because he felt that anti-aircraft guns could definitely be regarded as lethal weapons to the dragon.

"What I care more about is..." Chris looked at Desser and said, "Frenzberg said, the west side of the Holy Demon Empire..."

"In short, it is impossible for our weapon research and development to stop. We will make more weapons and equipment to face stronger opponents!" Desaier was full of confidence and squeezed his fist, and told Chris Said: "Alan Hill will win!"