Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 254 Night Assault

One afternoon, Markci commanded the light infantry cannon to fire only three times, and soldiers fired only three rounds, killing about 890 enemies in total, and nobles from the territory of the Principality of Kanas were no longer willing to send men to the bend to die.

This is mainly because the terrain is too detrimental to the attackers, at such a short distance, in the range of artillery and gunfire. The corner is small, less than four meters, allowing a carriage to turn. Parallel walking is also possible for five or six people, and a few more people can't do it. Next to it is a steep valley, accidentally falling and doomed.

According to the planned march, the territorial nobles of the Principality of Kanas were prepared to depart in the morning and arrive in the afternoon in Squirrel Village, where they would be stationed at night. But it did not occur to me that the guard forces of the Kingdom of Ovilas stationed in Squirrel Village had not retreated. Instead, the risk of using the terrain had to be recalcitrant, giving a head start to the private forces of the aristocracy in the territory of the Principality of Kanas.

“Didn't you say the squadron from Squirrel Village had retreated? We can swing to three counties in the south!” One mad nobleman in the Principality of Kanas grabbed another nobleman's collar and growled angrily. He never thought that he would turn a corner and the squadron of his own family would be halfway out.

Knowing that killing him like this would not have pushed this squadron of his family to the front as a pioneer. If it hadn't been for everyone's compliments, the squadron of his family would have been made up of retired soldiers, the elite among the elites, and should have been at the top of the team to show the army's authority. He also agreed to this request when he had a fever. After all, it was also an honor, and the more chance of robbing the front...

Of course, before he left, he also advised that scouts should be dispatched to investigate the hostilities and determine whether there were any enemies ahead. But everyone thinks the enemy should have run out long ago. Baron Linchoubik also promised Dandan that he would feel safe on the road, that there could be no enemies. We have a regiment with more than 4,000 troops on our side, and three squadrons of enemies are less than two hundred, so don't run and wait to die. As for the three southern counties, the situation there is already very clear that the enemy lacks the strength to send any large troops to ambush us.

Now he wants to cry without tears. Nearly three squadron members of a squadron are gone. Fortunately, the rest of the squadron soldiers have not turned, otherwise his Viscount will be commander of the bars. It would have been really hard for him to fight Baron Linchoubik, who was caught by himself, to die, or he would have done it if he hadn't been able to beat the bastard. Everyone knows that this squadron's family is armed, but their Priests depend on force. I had no idea that the squadron had not fired a shot, and this squadron, which was raised at such a great cost, was maimed...

“Viscount Priest, please let Baron Linchoubic go.” Another older nobleman came to persuade: “We didn't want to see such an accident, and no one thought that this squadron of the Kingdom of Orvilas would not retreat, but also defended Squirrel Village and used the terrain to block our arrival. Please be sorry, let's discuss how to break through enemy obstruction and occupy Squirrel Village..."

The nobleman, known as Viscount Priest, also had to let go of Baron Linchoubik, whom he had caught in the collar, but he refused to participate in the next battle discussion: "Sorry, there is nothing more our family can do to participate in the offensive, my squadron has been maimed, and now we can only go to the end of the line to crush everyone. If we can get to the three counties in the south, we just want to leave some leftovers behind so our family can get some compensation. ”

None of the territorial aristocrats present was willing to come out and stop Viscount Priest from retreating, and it was clear to them that he had lost half of his squadron, which was already a pain in the ass for the Priests. Don't look at how they can raise more than 4,000 troops in one regiment at a time, but most of them are inhabitants. Genuine family armaments can rely on less than one in four. It is already rare for a territorial nobleman, one or two full squads of soldiers, to be armed as a family, and in the Principality of Kanas, it has never been cheap to support soldiers.

After half a day of discussion, several territorial aristocrats decided to send more men to test enemy fire across the street. Instead of sending their own families to die this time, they captured the conscripted inhabitants in front of the queue, temporarily forming several teams, and then drove those wretched ghosts through the forward bend.

Soon after, the squadron guarding the Orvillas kingdom in Squirrel Village was tested for fire. A light infantry artillery, 30 or 40 guns. Not much to look at, but none of the bad luck that made it past the corner was still alive, all walking down the hill.

An old territory aristocrat with extensive experience of war believed that the light infantry cannon was not terrible, and what was terrible was that the guns fired by the defensive enemy were very precise. At the last test, more than 20 unlucky ghosts were forced to rush past the bend. Only three were killed by artillery shelling. All the rest were shot by guns, and the fastest way to the bend was just over a decade. This suggests that the defensive enemy is most likely equipped with the kind of precise firing rifle. Meanwhile, the bend's distance from the enemy's defensive position is within the effective range of the enemy's guns...

There was no way to send more men across the bend, and the few remaining temporary teams were killed and unwilling to go any further. The bad luck ghosts who rushed past the first three times were all dead, and some members of the teams who thought they were about to turn had already seen the fierce light and looked red at the nobles of those territories, holding onto their weapons. Looks like if you push them again, a few of you will likely suffer immediately...

Nor are the aristocrats of the territory marching in front of them fools, who have to wait and wait for the arrival of the horses behind them. Indeed, soon, as the supreme commander of the Duchy of Kanas for this operation, Count Lloyd Cade sent someone to inquire about the situation. He already knew that the road ahead was blocked and that the camp appeared to be set up on this highway at night. This shithole doesn't even have any empty space, and you have to worry about sleeping on the highway at night if you're going to roll into the valley next to it.

When the aristocrats of the previous territories told us about the situation, the aristocrats gathered behind them were foolish. Nobody expected this highway to have such a shitty bend, and everyone was stuck here. The number of people is useless, just a little wider, and dozens of people rush past purely to give credit to the defensive enemy.

“Is there no other way through this bend?” Count Lloyd Cade asks, "Can we go around the mountains? ”

As a result, the nobility of the Territory searched for several traders familiar with the terrain and mountain farmers for medicines, which disappointed them greatly. Because the guys who often run on this highway say that there is no other way around, the mountain next to this highway can't climb, because it's all more than a dozen meters of rock walls, climbing also has to climb down, there is no road up there. There's a valley down there, and there's no road, but there's a stream at the bottom of the valley where you can get water...

An older trader pointed out that about 14 or 5 miles back, there was a trail leading to the eastern part of the Principality of Eskirin, from which he could detour, but eventually he had to pass through the three forks in front of Squirrel Village. Because the highway over there also leads here, and the biggest advantage of going around from there is going around the corner in front.

Count Roycade waved these men back, and he did not intend to go back around the path from the Principality of Eskilin to avoid the front bend. 'Cause then he'd lose face. What he had negotiated with the territorial nobles of the Principality of Eskirin was that the two sides would meet in Squirrel Village and concentrate their forces before proceeding to the three southern counties.

By default, the two parties reached Squirrel Village along their respective mountain lanes. Now Squirrel Village is close by, but the team is blocked at the front bend and can't rush through. If you retreat again, turn a dozen miles out onto the highway of the Principality of Eskirin to bypass the front bend, which will leave Count Leucade in no position and no place to put his face. Would it be their joke to let those bastards in the Principality of Eskirin know? More than 4,000 people are blocked by a small squadron of enemies on the highway, which would be a disgrace to all the aristocrats of the territory of the Principality of Kanas...

“Do we have a way to break through the front bend and occupy Squirrel Village?” Count Roycade asked the aristocrats of the territories present in the shadow.

A number of territorial aristocrats put forward an indiscriminate proposal and one was rejected.

And finally, the old nobleman, who had a lot of experience in war, stood up: “I think the enemy, while taking advantage of the terrain, is the biggest drawback. Dozens of guns and a light infantry cannon also have significant firepower gaps. Failure of the enemy is inevitable if we can rush directly under the defensive position, disregarding the casualties of soldiers. After all, we have a military advantage, and even at the cost of one tenth of the casualties, the rest of us can easily wipe out the enemy.

It's just that the width of the corner is so small that we can't get the soldiers to come forward. The battle of the squad is to die, and the enemy has plenty of time to shoot our warriors. I note, however, that the situation is clear to the enemy during the day. If at night, this should have a significant impact on their targeting and firing of artillery. Perhaps we can launch a night raid tonight, so that the warriors can crawl over the front bend and strike again until they reach the enemy's defensive position... ”

“Night attack? Yes, we can launch night raids…” Count Roycade's Big Happy: “Under the cover of the night, the enemy's fire loses a lot of power. We have an advantage in terms of force strength, and it is perfectly easy to destroy all enemies as long as we are close to their defensive positions. Baron Quinrona is definitely from the army, or do you have experience, as you say. Everyone pick out their own good people, eat and drink, and prepare the guys. Just run a few hundred meters down these hills, rush into enemy defensive positions, and we can engage in a physical battle. I believe that no matter what enemies, they are invincible in front of our warrior's machete! ”

The evening was very beautiful, and the silver moon was often covered by clouds. More than two hundred warriors, sharp enough to feed themselves, are ready for the night raid, as planned, as they will crawl over the mouth of the mountain in front of them, then jump from the ground after hearing the sound of a sharp whistle and rush to enemy defensive positions. All the warriors who attacked understood that the faster they ran, the closer they were to the enemy's position, the safer they would be, and most of them brought only a machete to prepare for the battle.

They were the first, followed by a death squad that continued to rush out of the bend after they launched their attack, first covering the warriors in front of them and allowing them quick access to enemy defensive positions. The second is to attract enemy fire and prevent it from targeting the Night Warriors in the attack. Anyway, a shotgun can cause a lot of casualties to the 200 warriors who launched the night attack.

The sharp copper whistle finally sounded, and a large section of people jumped from the mountain path and ran along it.

The enemy at the defensive position at Squirrel Village shouted and fired artillery guns. A few people who had just turned the corner fell on the ground and screamed. But the nobles of the territories behind the bend still waved the weapons in their hands and commanded their families to force the formation of farmers and pastoralists to rush past the front bend and draw the attention of the enemy.

All artillery and gunfire are still directed towards the corner, and the enemies at the Squirrel Village defensive position do not appear to have seen the first team of 200 Night Warriors running on the hill, did they really not see it or did they not react?

Running in front of the two Night Warriors suddenly felt the highway shaking at their feet. Why is the ground so soft? Before they could figure out what was going on, the whole man stepped on his feet, the whole mountain road fell straight down, and a big pit appeared on the mountain path. The warriors, who were running too fast, did not react at all, and the whole team drilled in like a long centipede into a big pit on the road. Only the last dozen warriors braced their feet and stood beside the pit.

The most desperate thing is that this big pit has no bottom. It leads directly to the valley next to it. Those who fall in the pit will follow the path of the pit to the valley to the team. The screaming sound of the great scream is all over the place, the team will keep falling...

No one could have imagined that this squadron stationed in the kingdom of Ovillas in Squirrel Village would be so heartbroken that it would cut off the mountain path and set it up as a trap. A night attack directly reimbursed more than two hundred elite warriors of these Duchy of Kanas territorial aristocrats, leaving many territorial aristocrats in pain and almost spitting blood. Because they believe this night attack is bound to succeed, these elites were sent to destroy the enemy and seize some loot. For example, guns equipped by the Royal Auveras Army have always been famous...