Chapter 306
In the military dictionary of this world, the word street fighting has never appeared. Generally speaking, when a city is broken, it is lost. When the attacker breaks into the city wall, the attack can basically be declared a victory. Taking over the city area street by street rarely happens. In most cases, the defenders either surrendered or took advantage of the chaos to escape.
When Jaais led the cavalry into the town, he naturally believed that he had won. The next step was to intercept Paul Grayman who was about to escape.
But the invention of firearms is bound to bring about subversive changes in warfare, including street fighting. The Arda army built barricades in the town of St. Mir, used rapid-fire artillery to block traffic hubs, and dug shooting holes in the buildings on both sides of the street. Soldiers armed with muskets ambush them. In order to ensure the continuity of firepower, soldiers were divided into groups of 4 to 5. , only one person in each group is responsible for shooting, and the others are responsible for loading.
When the cavalry of the Duke's army broke into the streets of St. Mir's Town, they were greeted by powerful firepower from the front and the left and right sides.
And their offensive power is limited by the narrow streets. In the words of the game "Hearts of Iron", the width of the battlefield is too small, and the troops at the front are limited and unable to break through with one blow.
What is particularly terrifying is the artillery deployed behind the barricade. In this environment, the shotguns exert an incredibly powerful force, and each shot can harvest a large area of life.
The cavalry of the Duke's army enjoyed the treatment they received when the Ottoman army stormed the streets of Vienna in 1683.
Jaais was unfortunately hit because he rushed too far forward. He and his horse were beaten into a sieve.
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After Jais led the cavalry into the town, Emerson and a group of officers, including two mercenary captains, were commanding the infantry to quickly approach the town of St. Mir.
Each soldier planned how to make a fortune after entering the town. They ran as fast as they could, fearing that they would fall behind and have all their loot stolen by others.
Just as they stepped into the town, a sudden change occurred, and the roar of fire crossbows and thunder hammers suddenly came from deep in the street.
Not long after, the cavalry who had previously rushed into the town appeared in front of the infantry. However, before they were still chasing the enemy in high spirits, now they fled back in panic.
The infantrymen saw clearly that the knights' armor was in tatters, and some were even missing arms and legs. They did not have the same momentum as when they set off.
The fool also understood what happened, "Failed! Defeated!" Someone shouted in fear, and the panic quickly infected the entire army.
The fleeing cavalry paid no attention to this group of low-status infantry. The horses' hooves trampled on them mercilessly, and they only focused on escaping for their own lives.
Without the top command of Jaais, the army originally composed of lords and mercenaries from various places quickly fell apart and was unable to assemble an effective counterattack force. Emerson was unable to change the situation, so he could only beat his mount as hard as he could and run wildly.
The Arda army began to pursue the victory. They really pursued the victory and encountered no effective resistance at all. Enemy cavalry can quickly escape the battlefield, but infantry is not so lucky.
Under Paul's order, the Arda army devoted almost all its forces to pursue the enemy. According to post-war statistics, the number of enemy soldiers killed, wounded and captured in the Battle of St. Mir was as high as 4,000.
After taking stock, Schroeder suggested to Paul: "Your Majesty, Earl, I speculate that Maltz and Jais must have transferred troops from other battlefields. Otherwise, there is no way to explain why so many soldiers suddenly appeared in front of us. Is it possible? Inform other people in the coalition to launch a tentative attack?"
Paul pondered for a while, shook his head and said: "No, we are still some distance away from Center, and nothing may happen on the way. . Let our allies be careful, I don’t want anyone else to arrive at Center first.”
At this time, a group of soldiers carried a body on a stretcher and placed it in front of Paul and Schroeder. , the officer leading the team said: "Two gentlemen, after our careful identification, this should be Jais Kent, the son of the usurper Maltz Kent."
"Oh?" "What?" "Paul and Schroeder both exclaimed, unexpectedly catching a big fish.
Malts's military operations are led by his son. If Giles is gone, it will be a fatal blow to him.
Paul gently opened the white cloth covering the stretcher and took a look at the tragic situation inside.
He sighed: "Alas! If you and your son hadn't been too intimidating, how could we have reached this point."
Then he ordered the officer: "Send someone to take away the body of Jay'ais. Send them to Center. As for the other bodies...the weather is hot now, and diseases are very likely to occur. Let them be cremated and buried on the spot. If you can find out the identity, you must record it." "Yes!" The officer looked at it with admiration. He glanced at Paul, saluted and left.
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A few days later, in the Duke's Mansion in Center City, Maltz Kent looked at Jais with dull eyes.
It’s just that the child who he had high hopes for in the past has turned into a cold corpse.
He reached out and stroked his son's face, not caring about the thick layer of lime on it.
"My child...my child..."
The Duke kept talking, his eyes seeming to reminisce about the past, the moments when Jayce and him were together.
A loyal servant couldn't bear to see the Duke so sad, and came forward to persuade him: "Your Majesty, please forgive me and obey."
"Why don't you come?"
The servant seemed to The Duke was heard whispering something.
"My lord, what are your orders?"
The servant did not hear clearly and continued to approach Maltz and asked.
"I said...why haven't you come yet?"
The sound, like the roar of a wild beast, made the servants tremble in fright.
Who? Not coming yet?
Just when the servant was confused, the Duke turned around and saw a horrifying scene he had never seen before.
At this time, the Duke's face had been distorted into an inhuman appearance, his eyes were glowing red, and in his mouth, two sharp canine teeth were clearly exposed.
The servant was already frightened. The man in front of him was no longer the majestic Duke of the past. He was clearly a monster who chose people to devour.
Choosing people to devour, yes, the monster stretched out its right hand with lightning speed, and with a slapping sound, the long nails were like sharp knives, piercing through the servant's abdomen, and then from His back came out.
"I want you to pay the price!"
The monster grabbed the servant's head with his left hand and pulled it off hard, and blood gushed out.
He immediately put his mouth to the servant's neck and started drinking like a fine wine.
"I will eventually take revenge!"
With a loud roar, two bat-like flesh wings burst out from the monster's back.
“I, Maltz Kent, will walk the world as a blood dependent until the hatred in my heart is eliminated!”
(End of this chapter)
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