Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 450: Mixed Warfare Blood Warfare

“Hold on! Aim, fire!” A lieutenant of the Thunder Legion commanded a dozen soldiers to line up, lifted the torch gun in his hand, and pulled the trigger against a dozen Hicks veterans who jumped forward.

The sound of the gunshots became a piece of white smoke. It's just unfortunate that the rushing Hicks veteran fell only the first four or five, and the most tragic was the rushing Hicks veteran, who was shot five or six times and fell from the sky without a scream, obviously losing the point of rescue. And veteran Hicks in the back growled furiously, speeding up the rush with a fierce expression...

“Go up the bayonet, don't panic, go up and kill these Hicks bastards...” Some of the older lieutenants went up the first time, using the bayonet to open a quick rush by a Hicks veteran, and hit each other hard in the face with a rifle butt from a fire rope gun. The broken bones rang, and the Hicks veteran fell to the ground screaming with his bloody face covered and his body twitched and shrunk into clumps.

The lieutenant did not look down on the victim on the ground beside himself, and he had repopulated two of the Hicks veterans who had jumped at him. As a veteran of a hundred wars, he's been through a lot in front of the scene. The two Hicks veterans who were opponents, though fierce, did not pass the bayonet technique much. Two or three rounds later, the two Hicks veterans were stabbed to the ground, and the older lieutenant became the victor.

I was about to turn around and see the thrills of these soldiers of my own. I listened to a gunshot. The lieutenant turned his chest hard. I saw a Hicks soldier who was loading the fire-rine gun in his hand with a busy hand and a mess of feet across the street. I was unwilling to fall to the ground. The last thing I heard was the shouting of his soldiers panicking...

“Send the Hicks home!” Elsewhere, twenty or thirty soldiers of the Thunder Corps surrounded the last six or seven Hicks veterans with bayonets on their arms. Nearly a hundred bodies and wounded were upside down on the ground. The bodies of soldiers dressed in dark blue Hicks uniforms and the Red Army uniforms of the Kingdom of Orvilas staggered each other, or even ended up in battle. The result now, however, is that the soldiers of the Thunder Corps took the upper hand, wounding all six or seven of the Hicks veterans surrounded in the middle, and no longer seem to be able to sustain themselves.

Although the soldiers of the Thunder Legion drank loudly to have the besieged Hicks veterans surrender their guns, none of the Hicks veterans were willing to lay down their weapons and held them tighter, as if their final outcome were self-evident. Nobody noticed that a Hicks veteran 40 to 50 meters away was struggling to push a light infantry field artillery with his injured body, pointing the gun's mouth at the crowd over here, then gasping and bending over to pick up the fire in that pot on the ground and insert it into the gun door...

A thunderous roar covered the space with shots fired from the mouth of the cannon, whether the soldiers of the Thunder Corps outside or the Hicks veterans besieged inside, were swept away by the cannon. The dying gunner looked at his masterpiece and made a mad laugh, then choked half to death by the blood he sprayed. He was soon relieved, and a thunderous army soldier who witnessed the tragedy rush through blew his anger on him with a bayonet...

“Who can use guns? Who knows how to fight?” This Thunder Legion soldier almost stabbed the gunner's chest into a cellular shape, but the gun inspired him and shouted to his companion, ready to use the Hicks' light infantry field artillery against the mad Hicks. Only the soldier had not yet received a response from his companions, and the sound of his cry had attracted the attention of the enemy. Shots were fired and the soldier fell on the cannon.

“I need reinforcements! General, in an hour we'll be out of here...” Berklin flushed blood to Claude's side, crying out loud.

Claude looked at the battlefield over hundreds of meters away with a single telescope and didn't move: “Colonel, you shouldn't be here, you should be directing your soldiers in front of you against the enemy. Gemmy, you take my guard up to reinforce and help the colonel secure his defensive line, and now it's the last madness of the Hicks, and after a while we win! ”

Berklin stomped his hatred and turned around and rushed out of command set in the third trench. He knew Claude's difficulties, he needed reinforcements everywhere, but there were so many troops in his hand, no one expected the Hicks to rush up like crazy, and now it's up to whoever can hold on, who can win until the end, and Claude even put his own guard on the front line.

The second defensive wall, nearly a kilometre away, was captured by the Thunder Corps, and Claude used Hicks-produced throwers to throw shotgun-produced projectiles at the theatre, which did cause the Hicks to suffer a heavy stick of dullness. One thousand and five hundred projectiles blew up the Hicks hiding behind the second protective wall, causing heavy losses, followed by an attack by a third regiment equipped with a new rifle, which successfully occupied the fourth fifth trench and the second protective wall position of nearly a thousand metres.

But a situation unforeseen by Claude happened, the third bullet rushed, many soldiers had finished the last bullet, and the new rifle without the bullet was worse than a rope gun, and Claude had to send them down and send the first regiment in Berlin and the second regiment in Muriel up there. And by that time, the Hicks had returned to God, and they had immediately assembled their forces to launch a wild counter-pull against the defeated second defensive wall position of nearly a kilometer, and the Great Mixed War had begun...

When Claude led the Thunder Corps, each soldier in the third regiment equipped with a new rifle carried a hundred rounds of ammunition, in addition to a supply of ammunition, which was placed in the custody of General Albert. When the General Logistics Base battalion attacked the Hicks returned, soldiers from the third regiment had already been supplied once. I just wasn't expecting seven days of trench warfare to consume that much bullet. And the third regiment, equipped with new rifles, has been fighting on the front line...

The bullets were lost when the officers and soldiers of the third regiment stormed the second defensive wall position, nearly a kilometre long, clearing the remaining Hicks from the position and preparing to build a temporary defensive front. There's a regiment of over 4,000 people, and the ammunition is less than three or four hundred. Colonel Diavid, the commander of the regiment, demanded that the bullets be delivered immediately, when he realized that there were no more bullet reserves to replenish in the rear.

Claude had no choice but to withdraw the Third Regiment and replace the Fourth Regiment in captivity. The first and second regiments were then dispatched to prepare for the consolidation of the line of defence, which was torn back and forth for more than an hour, and precious time passed in vain. As a result, the first and second regiments had just stepped up unstable and the Hicks had already launched a counter-attack. The second defensive wall position, nearly a kilometre long, was like a pot of porridge, fighting everywhere, killing everywhere.

For the Hicks, the second defensive wall is not on the outside, and behind it are artillery and thrower positions, all flat. After being attacked by Claude's projectiles, it would be a knife in their spot of gravity. This nearly kilometre defeated position, if not retrieved, would be tantamount to opening a big mouth on the entire defensive front. The enemy would occupy living facilities such as camps and warehouses directly behind the fence, which would be a doom for the Hicks, with the exception of surrender, where only the entire army would overthrow the road and die...

And for the Thunder Corps, which took over the second fence, there was a flat section behind the fence, without any protective equipment, without even the simplest sack of dirt, and couldn't find a shelter. And the second protective wall is not available, because this side of the Legion of Thunder was artificially cut into a steep slope, and everyone has to tread on the stilts to use the second protective wall as a shelter. While the third regiment rushed up to clear the remaining enemies and lost their bullets, the first and second regiments had no time for shelter and defensive installations.

A wave of Hicks rushed up and tried their best to reclaim this nearly kilometre position. Almost both sides fired face-to-face, followed by an assault, a bayonet, a blade fight, and a mixed battle. With a wave of input from the Hicks, Claude was also biting his teeth and filling them up. After coming down overnight, both sides were exhausted and difficult to support...

Big Gummy goes up fast and down fast. A squadron of guards equipped with new rifles stabilized the first regiment and retreated the mad Hicks, giving the first regiment officers and soldiers a rare break. And the big gummy was blown up by an iron pumpkin, a Hicks veteran, 20 meters from the big gummy, ignited the iron pumpkin in his arms, and a splashy piece of iron hit the big gummy's abdomen, so he was lifted down.

This is not the first time this has happened, and Claude has seen it more than once in a single telescope. Those Hicks veterans are the least afraid of death that Claude has ever seen. They hold the iron pumpkin, they hold the torch, they rush into the crowd, they press the torch at the bottom of the iron pumpkin line, and soon there will be a loud explosion. The Hicks veterans and the surrounding crowd, not the officers of the Legion of Thunder, or the comrades they are fighting for themselves, will all die...

The First and Second Regiments of the First Division of the Thunder Legion only lasted half a day and started asking for reinforcements. Then the Fifth and Eighth Regiments of the Second Division filled it out and lasted until almost the end of the night. Claude sent the Fourth Regiment up, and General Albert organized the remainder of the Sixth and Seventh Regiments and the combatant elements of the Command, reconfiguring them into three makeshift battalions, until dawn.

Now even a squadron of guards around Claude has been sent up, finally holding up the Hicks' mad rebellion. Shortly after the battle between the left-hand positions held by the First Regiment of Berkelin subsided, the slaughter of the right-hand position of the Second Regiment of Muried gradually disappeared, and only the battle flag of the Legion of Thunder was seen hunting and flying on the protective wall...

According to soldiers who escorted the big gemmy down, the Hicks couldn't hold out either. The last battle came not to veterans of Hicks, but to those regimental logistics support personnel, like cooks, paperwork, servants of officers, etc. Lacking a sense of battle, they struggled with only a harsh burst of force, and the Thunder Legion officers and soldiers at the position defeated them after paying only minor casualties.

With the influx of wounded sent down, Claude was finally relieved that the Hicks had not launched another attack for an hour and a half, and it seemed that they could not sustain it. Claude changed his soldier's uniform and walked to the protective wall position, waiting for the position to feel astonished. All he saw in front of him was the body of a dark blue uniform, covering almost all the ground. The blood flowing on the ground had accumulated into a red water puddle, bloody flavored snout...

In the distance there are also soldiers of the Thunder Corps cleaning up the battlefield, carrying guns with bayonets, stabbing the bodies of all the Hicks on the ground first, from time to time sending the cries of death. Only after they have been cleaned will the soldiers go to clean up the soldiers' plates on these Hicks' bodies on the ground, examine the bodies of their comrades who have fallen on the ground on their side, and see if there is any hope of rescue. And if there is another breath, call in the medics immediately for treatment.

Muriel came over naked with a bandage, tired of not even wanting to stand, and sat directly on the body of a Hicks veteran.

“Are you all right?” Claude asked with concern.

“Nothing, I accidentally stepped on the body, slipped down, and got an open mouth under my rib. The medicine has stopped the bleeding. It will only take another five or six days.” Muriel Edmund answered unmindful, knowing Claude's purpose here: "Don't worry, boss, Little Booker's fine. The little guy was tougher than me, and one man killed a small group of veterans of Hicks, unharmed. Now he's taken a team to the front to scout the enemy's camp..."

Knowing that his brother Blovik was fine, Claude let go of his heart and looked at the body, which had been laid hundreds of meters away, and asked, "How many troops are left on your side? ”

Muried's face dimmed: “There's got to be another battalion for the two of us to move. That counts for the minor injuries, and we can still fight like me. Serious injuries have been transported. The rest are other groups, four regiments, five regiments and eight regiments, and there should be five or six thousand more. The Hicks are really crazy. Look at all these people. At least there's a division. From here to there, these hundreds of meters of ground are full of corpses..."

Muried was lucky to have suffered only this wound compared to Colonel Jedwalk, the head of the Fourth Regiment. Due to the recurrence of the old wounds on Colonel Androuk's feet, the former head of the fourth regiment, suffering from severe rheumatism, had to be transferred from the Legion of Thunder to the local guard force to assume the position of head of the local guard corps in Port Cobichous and commander of the guard under the direct authority of Tyrsim. So Colonel Jedwalk was transferred from theatre headquarters to be the head of the Fourth Regiment.

Last night Claude sent a fourth regiment up to reinforce him, and the fourth regiment just came across the Hicks launching one of the fiercest repercussions, and Colonel Jedwalk was struck again and again because the officer's uniform was too conspicuously targeted by veterans of Hicks. Finally, all the guards around Colonel Jedwalk died in battle, and he swallowed his last breath with seven knives.

Colonel Jedwalk's death nearly collapsed the morale of the Fourth Regiment's officers, so that the Muried news arrived, commanded the soldiers to repel the enemy's offensive, reorganized the line of defense and transported Colonel Jedwalk's body down, and then incorporated the Fourth Regiment into their direct command, which allowed the Fourth Regiment's troops to continue.

In addition to the unlucky Colonel Jedwalk, the 5th and 7th regiments of the 2nd Division, the two commanders were sent down with serious injuries. As for the battalion commander below, three of Claude's known battlefields were killed just like Colonel Jedwalk.

After lunch, Claude received reconnaissance reports from the front line that the Hicks had abandoned the camp and logistics warehouse areas, as well as the camp treatment camp, which assembled the remaining troops on a small hill in the east. That should be where the Hicks stockpile grass and arms, where the enemy is prepared to resist.

Lt. Browick of the Lyceum Teeth Squadron reported that the Hicks were estimated to have more than 10,000 more, mostly wounded, with more or less bandages on their bodies. More than a dozen artillery doors above the earth mound were seen from a single telescope, but no throwers were seen. And the Hicks used dirt in linen bags that were supposed to hold food to accumulate these soil-filled linen bags over trenches, which is an effective way to prevent shelling and shelling.

In addition, the Hicks set fire to the areas of the logistics warehouse and dormitory camps filled with blanket uniforms during the evacuation, which was intense. And the Thunder Corps officers and soldiers at the second defensive wall position did not have the same energy and idleness to fire the fire, only to set a fire line along the edge of the camp and let the fire burn inside the camp.

Claude estimated that this was the Hicks' fire to prevent the Thunder Corps from winning the chase, while buying time for their defenses on the hills. But in Claude's view, this is just the dying struggle of the Hicks, who think they can defend themselves against the Thunder Corps? That's just delusional, Claude. There are ways to sweep the hill.

But Claude was not in a hurry, and after the Great Mixed Wars, the Thunder Corps officers and soldiers also needed time to rest, and nobody fought hard. And the bodies of the Hicks killed at the position need to be cleaned up. These labourers don't have to bother their own soldiers, and those Hicks prisoners are the best option.

General Albert returned just as Claude was preparing to order Diavid's third regiment to escort Hicks to the front line position to clear the bodies of those enemies. He brought bad news to Claude, who refused to come to attack the Hicks' camp in the highlands of the northern coastal frontier, under only one pretext: they were responsible for the defense, not the attack. It appears that the heavy casualties that accompanied General Albert's commanding of the second division of the Legion of Thunder to attack the Hicks' camp have deprived these Nikanca camps of their motivation.

Claude hated a beating of the table, and if these Nikantha camps had made it to war last night, the Thunder Corps would not have suffered that much casualty damage. But Claude couldn't blame the Nikans for this either. After all, the Nikans were not fools, and what General Albert did had cost the Nikans their trust, and they would no longer sacrifice their young lives for the Legion of Thunder in vain.

General Albert knew it wasn't going well last night without returning to Claude, but the Thunder Regiment finally withstood and won this crucial battle. It's just that Claude didn't expect General Albert to bring him two bad news...

“Agents from the Rodex Bay colony sent Eagle messages to the battlefield. The third group of Hicks Standing Regiment has arrived. There are two Standing Regiments, one of which is the Light Rider Regiment, which departed the night of arrival at the Rodex Bay colony, presumably to rescue the northern mountain border camp in battle...

General Bitchklin sent a message from Eagle that the Hicks in the eastern mountains had all withdrawn from the mountains, leaving an estimated half a standing army. The scouts found that they were rushing north, and General Beechlin's side was powerless to continue to block them north, hoping we would be careful... "