Chapter 1814: Moment of Decisive Battle
Bailie City, a northern city, everything is beginning to recover in other places, but here it is still winter. This is the territory of the Holy Gripen Empire. It is now two o'clock in the evening. Most of the lights in the city have been turned off. The streets are quiet and deserted. Even the street lights on the roadside are not on.
A river runs through the city, with winter fog floating on the river, making it difficult to see the distance. Ice formed on both sides of the river, and only the middle channel was barely passable. A ship suddenly appeared from the fog.
The boat is made of wood, a little old, not very big, not very small. St. Yis stood on the deck of the bow and looked up at the stars. His vision was obscured by fog, but he knew that something was happening.
"We'll be there soon, get ready to get off the boat." The boatman who was punting the boat shouted from the stern, and complained softly in his mouth. He was not happy to sail on such a winter night, but who asked for more money?
The boat drove to the shore under an arched bridge. The ground on the river bank was full of ice, making it too slippery to stand. The boatman picked up an iron pick placed on the side of the boat and broke the ice on the stone steps on the shore. He said to the guest: "Be careful when you go up there. Don't fall."
Saint Iss smiled. Expressing gratitude, he jumped ashore. The boatman tied the boat rope to a stake on the river bank, raised his head and shouted again: "Hey, if you have nowhere to go so late, come with me to the pub for a couple of drinks to warm up. There is a shop on the corner. 24 Open hours."
"Thank you, no need." St. Yi climbed up the two steps to the street. At this time, a carriage came and stopped on the side of the road. The person driving the car was Shi Luo, and the one who got out of the car was the king of the Eagle-Lion Kingdom.
“I seem to be late to greet you.” A long-lost smile appeared on Kulizarid’s usually serious face.
“It’s not too late, it’s just the right time.” St. Yis brushed off the dew condensation on his body and got into the carriage with him, leaving only the boatman scratching his head on the river bank and saying, “Strange, that man He looks like a king.”
The interior of the carriage is not particularly large, but it is very warm. St. Yis took off his coat, and Kulizarid saw the injury under his collar: "You are injured."
"Are you surprised?"
Kulli Zareed said: "Has the natural disaster already happened?"
"It is happening, and it will come soon."
"Can the Holy Garden not stop it?"
St. Isla said: "The power of the Holy Garden is also limited. All they can do is to minimize the danger. So it is time for you to take action."
Kulizarid is a little worried: "Send out troops in two directions, attack Saint Bikea all the way, and attack Demon Moon all the way... No one would want to do this."
"You think this is crazy?"
"I just heard that Freed encountered difficulties in the south. They have been stuck in Midgart for a month and have made no progress at all."
St. Is said: "The situation over there I already know. Fried only has 100,000 soldiers at his disposal, and he doesn’t have many capable people. And he met an old friend of mine.”
"Should you send more people to help him?"
St. Yis said: "You don't have to worry about things in the south. I'm more worried about you here."
"I'm here Cousin, you don’t have to worry. When the catastrophe comes, the only thing missing is the weapon in the plan.
Saint Isaacs said: "The time of the catastrophe may be a few days earlier than I calculated. According to the original plan, it is still at sea and will arrive soon!"
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In the south of Midgart, the Royal First Army was making final rest and preparations, preparing for the decisive battle with the coalition forces. In the camp, those who smoked smoked, those who drank water, and those who could sleep a little longer quickly slept a little longer. The latest intelligence reports that the enemy is reorganizing their army and will arrive soon.
Crazy warrior Kate leaned on the magic rock cannon, lit a third cigarette and took two strong puffs. This was his habit, and he would smoke hard every new cigarette he lit. Take a sip and then inhale slowly. Next to him, the Flame Swordsman Keton is here, and he is also smoking. The two of them smoked like this without saying anything.
In fact, the relationship between the two was not good before. They were enemies when they were on the west coast, but now they have become comrades-in-arms. Of course, their relationship isn't that great now.
Keton pumped very quickly, almost without breaking one strand after another. Soon he finished smoking the cigarette in his hand, stubbed out the cigarette butt and reached for Kate again.
Kate said angrily: "Tsk, can you pump it slower? I only have three, and you already have five."
"Ahem... I want you to take care of it." Keton refused to take back his outstretched hand. : "Hurry up, bring me cigarettes. We won't have time to smoke after we start fighting."
Kate was very unhappy: "Old smoker, you're still smoking like this even though your injuries are not healed. I won't kill you if I cough!" Passed the cigarette.
Suddenly, a trumpet sounded to warn that the enemy had arrived. Kate quickly stamped out half of the cigarette, kicked up and woke up his men who were still sleeping next to the gun base: "Sleep, sleep, sleep, your mother, the enemy is coming, prepare for war. Old smoker, why don't you leave? Here are my soldiers, Are you tired of smoking?"
Keton stretched out his hand again and said: "Bring the remaining half pack of cigarettes."
"You..."
"Bring it, bring it~!" Keton urged repeatedly.
"Fuck you." Kate flicked the cigarette away. Cotton got the cigarette and hurried away.
The Three Kingdoms Allied Forces chose to attack at night because they were more likely to be hit by artillery fire during the day. This time they were determined to fight to the death, so they moved in full force.
“Fire~!!”
The roar shook the sky, and the fire of the Demonic Rock Thousand Cracking Cannons immediately started. There were signal flares in the sky to guide the direction. Before the enemy could get closer, dozens of cannon fires took the lead in launching the first round of attacks.
The artillery fire poured out, and only bright lights were seen in the distance, and then the sound of shelling came from far away.
Another round of shelling. With these two rounds of shelling alone, any army trying to launch an attack would suffer a devastating blow. But the situation did not develop in this direction. The reconnaissance posts flying in the sky discovered that the enemy coalition forces did not really break into the range of the artillery fire. They just sent a dozen teams to suddenly appear, test the direction of the artillery fire, and then quickly retreated and exited the range covered by the artillery fire.
“You’re getting smarter.” Deputy Commander Berwick looked at the dots of light more than ten kilometers away from the command line: “The pursuit and bombardment these days have let them know that the Thousand Split Cannon has the largest power on the plains. Shooting limit, test the position of the artillery position, do you want to go around? "
A large number of light spots are moving in the distance, but they are always dangling in front. The opponent's command seems to be hesitating and wants to attack? I am also afraid of artillery fire, and I want to retreat but seem reluctant to do so. Berwick felt something was wrong, and he quickly said to the signal soldier beside him: "Inform General Calasias and tell him to pay attention to the river bed to the north and be careful of enemy raids!"
There are many vertical and horizontal gullies in the north, which are the river beds created after the flood receded. These river beds may be deep or shallow, and can avoid the attacks of Thousand Split Cannons. Although the land is soft and heavy troops cannot move away, it is possible for light troops to move around. And because they have been moving south, the artillery troops with difficulty in moving have fallen behind. When the enemy comes to cover them up, the artillery positions behind them will be in chaos!
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(End of this chapter)