Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 278 Errors

There was a white smog coming out of the mouth of the "Bang” gun, and a piece of blood burst from behind the blue uniform of the light cavalry of the Duchy of Kanas, the last one to turn his horse's head and prepare to escape, slowly fell from the back of the horse. The horse under the seat also moaned as his legs swept up, his two front hooves kicked in the middle of the sky and then fought on the ground.

Big Gummy couldn't help but wonder to run over and look, and quickly came back: "Sir, that was a god shot, penetrating the enemy's body and hitting the horse in the back of his head, one shot at each and every horse. ”

It should just happen that Claude didn't expect to happen to hit the enemy's horse. But it's only natural to penetrate the enemy at a distance of 45 meters with the power of the Obash 3.

All the soldiers were nervously loading their guns, while Claude's guns were powered by Michael Delaux. The three of them had five guns, and the big Grimes usually had three guns on their backs, which allowed Claude to shoot three times in a row.

Claude ordered the battlefield to be cleaned until the soldiers reloaded their guns. A small group of scouts from the Principality of Kanas had just been ambushed, and one unit on its own side was unharmed, which was a rare achievement for a Ranger Battalion. Over the past half month, a battalion of guerrillas have paid a considerable amount of casualties in order to ambush the scourge rides of the Principality of Kanas.

It wasn't Claude's fault, the main casualties were in the second, third, and fourth squadrons. For a very simple reason, most of the soldiers who made up the three regiments were recruits and the officers were redeployed, and they had not experienced the battle of ambushing enemy scouts just when the guerrilla battalions were formed. Claude, McJackie, Big Gummy, Muriel Ed, Diaveed, and Markzi were the ones who remained in the Ranger Battalion from that time until now.

Nearly all soldiers who followed Claude in the ambush enemy reconnaissance battle were forced by that damned Lieutenant Colonel Rossler to line up in a neat first line and walk to the enemy's position. The casualties were heavy, with only a fraction of them remaining, and after the war they were redeployed because Hansburg ordered the formation of two, three or four battalions of guerrillas. Without Muriel, Diaved and Markci being injured in the treatment facility, they would not have stayed in the Rangers' Battalion.

Similarly, several soldiers who had followed Claude remained in the Ranger Battalion because of injuries, but the last time the Front Line Command dispatched a group of grassroots officers and veterans to the Blue Wings Regiment, all of them were transferred. So now Claude is the only people in the Ranger Battalion who can stand alone and lead the soldiers to set up ambushes to snipe enemy scouts. This veteran oil did not ambush the enemy with Claude at the Ranger Barracks, but only by his luck when he shot two defeated enemy mounts on the battlefield.

Claude had no choice but to send Muriel and Diaved to the second and third battalions as ambush instructors, and the fourth would have to wait. Since the second and third battalions received an ambush mission from Major Skerry asking them to attack the enemy's reconnaissance cavalry, the two battalions obeyed orders and sent soldiers. The ambush just didn't work very well, the enemy didn't shoot a few, but it killed and injured itself. The second battalion attacked four times and was ambushed by enemy surveillance, with casualties approaching a squadron.

Claude could only shake his head and sigh at Captain Haemklin's wooden head, the captain of this second battalion. He thought the ambush was to find a place for the soldiers to hide and shoot when the enemy showed up. If it were that simple, the former guerrilla battalion wouldn't have recruited soldiers all the time. Now the Principality of Kanas is out on reconnaissance missions, all veterans who have fought for several years, with great experience on the battlefield. As a detective, it is easy for them to spot something slightly wrong, not to mention the Army of the Kingdom of Ovilas, a big red uniform, ambushed in the grass can be spotted far away by the enemy...

For Claude, every time he goes out to ambush an enemy, he needs a very detailed plan, where the enemy will be interested, where the terrain is suitable for an ambush, how to disguise the enemy from hidden soldiers, and how to deal with unexpected situations on the battlefield. Anyone who fires after the adversary has appeared will be responsible, and if there is no response from the enemy's scouts in battle, how to ensure the safety of themselves and the soldiers under their command are all issues that should be taken into account as commanders.

The more unexpectedly Claude was ambushed by a battalion of guerrillas along the border of the area and the prairie, the more interested the Duchy of Kanas' reconnaissance ride was in the area. The number of enemy light rides coming to reconnaissance is increasing, from the initial group of three or four to the final group of scouts. After several ambushes by Claude et al., in which two or three squadrons lost their scouts, the Principality of Kanas eventually dispatched a light mounting squadron to scout the area, which was divided into four light mounting squadrons from four directions.

In such circumstances, Claude could no longer go out and ambush the enemy, leaving the light cavalry of the two or three hundred enemies to scout the area. If the terrain here is dangerous, Claude may fight these enemies in the field. But the area is flat, with light cavalry coming and going, and a barracks of guerrillas can only occupy the castle.

In just two days, the Duchy of Kanas' Light Ride Brigade should have discovered that the area had only one battalion of defensive force, and they had dispatched a Light Ride Brigade to monitor the castle of Landes, where Claude was located, Viscount Victor, where the second brigade was located, and Baron Claft, where the third brigade was located, and the rest of the brigade turned to sweep the castle of Count Clevelows, where the battalion was located.

Claude then sees the black smoke in the rear running straight into the clouds, from time to time sending fierce gunshots and artillery sounds. Claude is not worried about whether the enemy can take down the castle where the battalion is located, and how can we say that the 4th Battalion is stationed in the castle and let less than one Battalion of enemies ride down the sturdy castle? As long as the enemy isn't so stupid, he won't bother to attack the castle, but what's with the gunfire and gunfire coming in?

In September, Claude took soldiers out to ambush enemy scouts, but captured more than 30 horses, plus all the original horses, and could barely organize a squadron cavalry. It's just that at the moment, the enemy sends a team of light riders to monitor the movement of Castle Landers from afar, and Claude will be spotted by the enemy if he moves. Claude is not sure he can get away if he encounters a squad of enemies on his way to battalion reinforcements. Anyway, my men are field infantry, horse warfare is not the rival of these light cavalry men in the Duchy of Kanas.

Only then did Claude discover his mistake in asserting that four battalions were stationed in four castles in diamond-shaped positions to guard the area. One was that the Ranger Battalion was a field infantry with no strong mobility. There is no way for the remaining three castles to provide effective reinforcements when an enemy strikes one of them. This is mainly due to insufficient strength and the inability to pose a threat to the enemy without mustering together to form a strong fist.

Secondly, four brigades based in four castles appear to control a large part of the territory, but they also disperse their power. In fact, both myself and the second, the third battalion were stationed in empty, smokeless territory, and there was no need to guard these castles. At that time, Claude's mind was thinking that the four castles were stationed separately. When the enemy attacked, it was necessary to attack the four castles in a dispersed manner, but he forgot that the enemy was not a fool. They could totally ignore the three castles here. It was enough to attack the Castle of Count Clellaus, where the battalion was located.

Now the enemy also rides two or three hundred lightly, with good mobility alone, limiting reinforcements on his side, so that he can't figure out what happened on his side of the battalion. In the event of any unexpected situation in the battalion, the loss of the Castle of Count Krillause would be tantamount to cutting off the exit path of his three regiments and waiting for him to surrender and destroy.

The more Claude stayed on the wall, the more annoyed he was, the more he wanted to slap himself. It's just that he can't do anything about it right now, staring at the enemy team's spot of light riding, anxiously waiting for dark.

Not surprisingly, Claude's team, which had fallen into the dark, did not leave, but lit a pile of bonfires in the distance, and every half hour two or three horsemen came running around the hills where the castle of Landers was located, obviously to see what was happening in the castle. Claude knew that the enemy's main focus was on the logged bridge on the moat, and the people in the castle figured out that they had to go through the bridge, and that the bridge was going to make a lot of noise down, and they could see it in the distance.

It's just that the scouts of this team's enemies won't expect that the river they see as heavenly is actually the way Claude was ready to strike. Seventy-eight of the selected soldiers were ready, each carrying a breathtaking sheepskin bag, gently placed in the moat, on their knees, and followed the direction of the river quietly along the shore towards the pile of bonfires lit by the enemy.

Camping on the grasslands is preferably next to water sources in order to facilitate the drinking water needs of pastoralists and livestock. This group of light cavalry of the Principality of Kanas also searched for a place to camp itself next to a river five or six hundred metres from Castel Landers. They were veterans, they were cautious, half rested, half stayed up at night, and every twenty or thirty minutes they sent two people riding close to the castle to see what was happening. And those on duty next to the campfire have been watching the suspension bridge on the moat, except they didn't expect to be watching the other river. The river is their natural defensive barrier to these barely aqueous light cavalry men on the prairie.

Claude leads this squad of horses ashore some forty and fifty metres from the enemy's lit bonfire, and a nearer sound is likely to be noticed by the enemy. But everyone was consciously silent, using the cover of the coastal weeds, slowly checking their backs for the firearms wrapped in oily cloth, lighting the rope and preparing to fire.

In the distance came the sound of the horseshoes, the two lightweight cavalry riders came back around a circle. They joked loudly by the campfire, to the effect that nothing was moving. The enemy shrunk very well inside the castle or something, and there was no one at the suspension bridge opposite...

A light cavalry still riding on the horseback accidentally looked at Claude where they were: “Strange how there are fireflies on this shore this time of year...”

He took Claude and the rope they lit as the light of the fireflies.

“Fire!” Claude said.

The gunshots went off and the light cavalry of the six enemies sitting on horseback fell almost at the same time, while the light cavalry of the other six enemies in their sleep woke up and climbed up to collect their weapons. They were only a step behind, and the soldiers who had fired had jumped up and rushed towards the campfire with a bayonet gun. Forty-five meters away, just a few seconds away, several enemies were stabbed to the ground before they understood what was going on.

“Bang!” Claude fired again, and the last enemy to jump on the horse fell to the ground, and the squad's enemy lightweight cavalry had been wiped out.

“Pack up the battlefield and dry your clothes, we'll go back to the castle, get some rest, and go to battalion tomorrow morning for reinforcements.” Claudette relieved herself and eliminated this enemy light cavalry squad that was responsible for surveillance of herself, and tomorrow's reinforcement battalion will have its unexpected effect.

Indeed, the following afternoon, Claude suddenly appeared beneath the Castle of Count Clerus with four scooters from two squadrons, beating the Duchy of Kanas light cavalry, who was burning to death in the village. In no time, the enemy organized two waves of raids with the intention of rapidly crushing the reinforcements that had come to reinforce them with the speed of the light cavalry.

But Claude used four scooters to defend his flanks, and then launched two light infantry artillery guns that fired two shotguns, leaving the enemy's light-handed assault with more than thirty dead horses in front of his formation.

There was no surprise that Claude had launched two more light infantry artillery that had not been fired, and two artillery that had already been fired were loading shotguns with tension. The enemy blew the trumpet of discharge with a great deal of intellect and quickly left.

Claude found the injured Major Scully in the village, who hung an arm and said he had been bruised by stray bullets, which was no big deal.

“Why not defend yourself in the castle?” Claude was angry.

Major Skerry shook his head, shed tears and said with sadness: “I can't watch...”

The simple thing is, when the enemy group came riding lightly, Major Skerry took the fourth battalion of the Rangers and the young and strong prisoners into the castle, but all the old and weak women and children who had come together were in the village. Major Skerry thinks these are the inhabitants of the Principality of Kanas and should be fine. But it was unexpected that this large group of light cavalry had raised the knife against these old and weak women and children and killed them indiscriminately.

They also publicly insulted women refugees by pressing the ground in front of the castle, knowing that some of the old and weak women and children were gathered together with their young families, that those who entered the castle kneeling down and begged Major Scully to save their loved ones, and that the soldiers who were not accustomed to these atrocities were angry and demanding war, so Major Scully fought the light cavalry in the village as soon as he was impulsive.