225 – All-out war in Alas (8)
When Count Biermann, commander of the left wing of the Royal Army, issued an order, the artillerymen repeated the order.
“One shot of grape shot!”
“Cut their limbs into pieces!”
Then, the artillerymen aimed cannons loaded with grapeshot at the enemy with a grim look that they would crush the imperial army at this moment.
Anyway, I was annoyed by the fact that they used a cannon that only they could use, but this time they can fire grapeshot that the enemy doesn’t have, so they seem excited about revenge.
“Fire!”
And the 40 cannons deployed on the left wing vomited grapeshot along with gunpowder smoke all at once.
At the same time, countless lead beads embedded in the grapeshot tore the bodies of the soldiers in their path.
If only one line of soldiers were shot down when a normal cannon ball was blown away, now it means all the soldiers in the front line.
However, even though the soldiers of the Imperial Army received more damage than simple cannon fire… The soldiers who still couldn’t grasp the situation were under the illusion that King Creutel would be there if they went a little further.
Seeing the Elaine soldiers fall into such an illusion, the question naturally arises, ‘Why are they like this?’
The Emperor decided it was better to push ahead than admit his mistake and demoralize his soldiers.
The emperor’s inferiority complex, that he couldn’t lose to Creutel again this time, played a big part in making that decision…
There was no protest because the counts and barons under him also thought that, due to the nature of the rotation, they could win somehow if they succeeded in half-encircling the enemy’s central army by breaking through only the left wing.
No, on the contrary, they actively delayed the spread of the news.
Looking at this, it may look as if you are covering the sky with your palm.
However, tens of thousands of troops occupy an area of more than several square kilometers just by standing still, and if the noise of the army, confusion caused by cannons or matchlocks arises…
As long as the information is concealed, the soldiers may not notice that the opponent’s king, who was targeted, has disappeared in the middle.
No, I judged that if I just broke through the left wing, the morale of the soldiers would increase and the odds of winning would increase if I told them that the cowardly Ciel von Kreutel fled at that time, pushed by the dignity of his ally.
However, from the point of view of the Kingdom of Creutel, the secret to easily solving the battle was to quickly inform the imperial army of the fact that could cause such confusion.
So, while the kingdom’s gunners were wiping the cannons with cloth sticks, as if punching the air intently, the other foot soldiers shouted in a loud chorus.
“His Highness the King is not here!”
“You all worked in vain. I caught them all!!!”
“Your Majesty the Emperor is very wise! How wise are you to order us to chase after you like a dog in heat just by looking at His Highness’s armor?”
Soon after, the commanders began shouting loudly as if sympathizing with the soldiers.
“If you hold out a little longer, His Highness will send reinforcements!”
“Hold on until then!! The foolish emperor of Elaine was fooled by Your Majesty’s scheme!”
The soldiers of the Imperial Army who heard these words at first said that it was the enemy’s instigation, and they tried to ignore it and advanced forward….
They could no longer see the token of victory promised by the emperor of the Eline Empire, the goal they had been searching for so long.
So some of them rubbed their eyes, wondering if they couldn’t see well because their eyes were stiff, and they pinched their cheeks to see if it was a dream or not, while denying the reality they saw in front of them.
I was stopped by the continuous cannon and matchlock fire that was directed at them, and no matter how much I went forward, saying I would not be fooled by the enemy’s instigation, the flag symbolizing Kreutel was nowhere to be seen… The soldiers were in despair.
“Why isn’t the traitor’s offspring missing?”
“Wouldn’t this be dog death?”
“There is no point in coming all the way here.”
Until now, some soldiers were lucky enough to survive the rain of shells and bullets, but if they realized that they would eventually be killed if they continued like this, they began to sneak a peek at their surroundings and behind to see if they could escape.
Count Biermann, on the left wing of Kreutel’s army, ordered his soldiers not to miss this opportunity.
“After finishing the matchlock volley, the combat sappers throw their grenades, and the pikemen stab them all at once! Slaughter them!”
Then the order was transmitted to the soldiers, and soon a volley of fire from the matchlock began.
Hundreds, maybe thousands of soldiers of the Imperial Army died in an instant like melting ice.
On the way there, lit grenades were thrown as if to be considerate not to be cold.
The matchlocks and grenades hit the kingdom’s enemies, the Elline Imperial Army, and the fact that the rebels had no head of the rebels drove the imperial soldiers crazy.
“aaagh! I don’t want to die! It’s a baron and I don’t need anything!”
“Bastard, don’t you know the dogfighter bastard is glaring at you? If you want to live, just pretend to be dead and lie down!”
Also, like the saying goes, when something bad always happens in the world, worse things follow one after another…
Pikemen and soldiers with two-handed swords, who were protecting themselves with silver plate armor, began to attack the Imperial army, whose morale had fallen to the ground.
“His Majesty the King is standing on top of your heads, where is he doing the trick!”
“Die, you idiots!!”
“I will send you to your mother and father. Feel free to search!”
The commanders of the empire also ordered them to hurriedly form squares to counter the kingdom’s forces, but…
Since their morale was already low, the soldiers couldn’t make squares properly and just stumbled and staggered each other.
As a result, the soldiers of the Kingdom of Croytel were able to easily overwhelm the soldiers led by the emperor in hand-to-hand combat.
As the emperor watched, his anger rose to the tip of his head, and he struck his innocent horse’s side with his baton, enraged.
“Why is a scumbag who claims to be a traitor but whose name is the king, using his own flag to spread deceit! You bastard swindler and traitor who has been spoiled since birth!!”
But shouting like that obviously doesn’t improve the situation, so it’s only going to make your tantrum explode.
No, if he heard that the emperor said this after the battle, Creutel would surely say this and be happy.
‘In everyday life, I have to treat my opponents well the way I want to be treated, but in war, the best tactic is to turn the opponent inside out.’
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Around the time when the emperor believed that the left wing of the kingdom army was the main force and was hurting his big nose.
Ciel, the king of the Kingdom of Creutel, was informed of the situation with a smile on his face, which was rare on the battlefield.
“Yes, no, no way…” You continued to attack even though you knew you were caught by my flag and double on the left wing… ? That sounds amazing… “
“Yes, it is. Now, that’s why His Excellency Count Biermann of the left wing said he would be able to hold the front in this condition for the next three hours or so.”
Creutel almost burst out laughing because the emperor’s mistake, the enemy general, was both so ridiculous and so good, but the king cannot show such an appearance in front of a messenger.
So he said it was nothing to the messenger before he burst out laughing.
“Thank you for giving me accurate information. Let’s go.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
After the messenger left, Creutel clasped his right hand and said in a loud voice.
“The Emperor has been caught! Damn you, if you fail to catch me, I’ll come back with the SS on the left wing… You don’t know how to revise your strategic objectives!”
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Creutel is making a fuss with the momentum to dance like this, but there are two reasons why he is doing this.
The first was to break the morale of the imperial army by spreading to both armies that the emperor had made a foolish choice to the extent that he danced.
The second reason is that if the emperor had been just a little smarter, he would have immediately moved and concentrated his forces on his right wing, or if he was a more daring madman, there was a high possibility that only the left wing beer could not have endured.
‘Crazy people are hard to deal with because they don’t have logic, and smart people are usually hard to fool…. They say that vaguely smart guy is the easiest… ‘
“In the end, even the damned emperor is halfway there. Now, if we just move the soldiers like this… Do. To all right-wing troops. In the name of Ciel von Kreuttel, I order that the title of baron be bestowed upon the first to break through the enemy left wing, regardless of title. Also, all members of that battalion will be given a chance to advance to the first class… Risk your life.”
When those words reached the soldiers on the right, the morale of the troops began to rise dramatically.
“Don’t fall behind in hand-to-hand combat! Also, as you all know, if you establish one major like this, you know that even a soldier can easily be promoted to sergeant, right?”
“Since the war broke out, let’s set up a lot of military service and get a lot of rewards!!!”
“Didn’t Your Highness say that the emperor danced for joy? Then those poor squire are already behind.”
The soldiers belonging to the Kingdom of Creutel charged towards the enemy, squeezing out all their strength.
A matchlock was flying towards them, but the cuirassier armor they were wearing ricocheted or blocked about half of the matchlock.
The soldiers watched the bullets bounce off the armor they were wearing and shouted “Long live His Highness, King Creutel”, As they slowly overpowered the left wing troops of the Imperial Army.
“Push a little more and we win.”
“It’s as if you’ve already done it! Long live His Highness, King Creutel!”
“Glory to Your Highness!!”
The soldiers of the empire were repeatedly pushed back by the kingdom troops who chanted long live their king…
An unexpected flag, no, the flag of the person who should be in charge of the most important reserve army was hung.
A huge flag that can be seen from afar… A crest that symbolizes a lion.
A few minutes after the flag was raised, a messenger approached Creutel and reported.
“The Duke of Brussels, Regent of the Elaine Empire, took all his remaining reserves and stood on the left wing. His Excellency Count Balt, who commands our right wing at the vanguard, has requested reinforcements. What will you do?”
Hearing that, Creutel thought to himself.
‘It’s a mountain beyond a mountain. The emperor is an idiot, but the Duke of Brussels is a formidable opponent.’
No one could read Kreutel’s expression because it was hidden by his helmet, but the expression on the inside of his helmet was as if he had been beaten with ashes sprinkled on cooked rice.