273 – Side War – Conquest of Britannia (8)
As William von Creutel’s order came, the officers of the Imperial Army stopped the soldiers for a moment.
It may not be a melee battle where spears collide with spears and swords with swords, but it is extremely dangerous to stop moving on a battlefield where lead bullets fly.
According to the old saying that the best way to protect allies is to kill as many enemies as possible, choosing to wipe out the enemy soldiers even if you risk taking damage in a short time was the way to minimize allies’ damage. To be.
And the company commanders and above started running around busily giving orders.
“The volley order! Sit in row 1 and sit on your knees in row 2! The 3rd row stands and shoots! After shooting, fall right back and then shoot the 4th, 5th, and 6th rows in the same way!”
“There is no bastard who thinks like an idiot and shoots them, right? Just point the gun in the direction everyone else shoots!”
“Kill them all! Send every one of them to Deus’ side!”
There were some soldiers dying from the attacks fired by the Britannia soldiers in a disorderly manner.
The soldiers of the Creutel Empire moved as fast as they could to cast a volley that had been embodied to the extent of reaching the realm of instinct through endless repetition of training.
As a result, the soldiers of the Empire succeeded in completing the volley preparations in less than five minutes.
When the triggers of the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd rows were pulled simultaneously at the command of each company commander and the matchlocks fired fire, the black smoke that came out as the bullets flew instantly covered the battlefield in darkness as if it were night.
At the same time, a huge number of Britannia soldiers died, leaving behind a agony.
“Save me, save me! I don’t want to die yet!”
“Amy! Amy!”
“Mom, I love you. Why are you saying this now?”
In normal times, I would have helped a dying person or even pretended to be concerned, but this is a battlefield where people’s lives are less than the lives of ants.
So many of the soldiers of the United Kingdom and Empire have fallen, but the soldiers who are still advancing on their bodies, who are still breathing, have trampled on without hesitation.
Still, if there’s one thing that’s fortunate in this situation, it’s that the corpses that have been stepped on by the advancing soldiers cannot be seen because of the thick smoke.
At the same time, as if the Empire’s soldiers risked the sacrifice of their allies and actively attacked with a volley of handshakes, the battle lines of the four forces of the United Kingdom slowly began to crumble.
Edward, the king of the kingdom, and the three grand dukes began to feel anxious as they watched their soldiers start to suffer.
So Edward von Brittanna, who had become the nominal commander-in-chief of the allied forces, was able to put his best head forward and come up with the only way out of the situation.
“Donover, request that the English bastards mobilize their reserves and immediately assist Chainz! Otherwise, everyone will die!”
The messenger who received the order ran to die according to the king’s order and went to deliver the order to the two grand dukes.
When the Archduke of Donover heard the order, he replied with a very sorry expression.
“Because the offensive of the Creutel Empire is strong, we are in a situation where we do not know when it will collapse, so we cannot send reserve forces to support the Chainz army. King Edward, please excuse me.”
Also, as soon as Archduke English saw his messenger coming, he gave orders to his soldiers.
“The messenger who came in this situation must have told us to mobilize the reserve. Damn Edward, he’ll tell you to send him after he’s gone. Deploy your reserve troops into the friendly line immediately. They will tell you that they cannot be sent because the reserve has already been deployed to the allies.”
In this way, the two grand dukes, blinded by the desire to eventually claim the throne, expressed their intention not to surrender their soldiers.
Hearing the news, Edward threw down the sword symbolizing royal authority he was holding in his hand and said.
“Unless the two archdukes send reinforcements, we won’t send reinforcements either! Let Chains die on its own, and put in the knights to pierce the back of the Kreutel Empire. Order Count Balten to turn around and stab the right side of the Imperial Army!”
But the king’s words were interrupted by the report of the messenger who came next.
“This is the report of the Earl of Windmill! Chainz’s anti-aircraft line was utterly broken. His Highness Prince Chainz is struggling to somehow get his army back together, but even the poison commanders and single squadrons to control his soldiers have been annihilated and can’t be stopped! Both of our allies, Baron West and Baron Easton, have been killed in action!”
When King Edward heard the news, he was so frustrated that his legs gave out and he sat down.
The knights and nobles around them began to openly gossip.
“Isn’t this the end of our united kingdom? Cereal Baron.”
“Your Excellency Viscount Drum, are there still brave knights left in Brittanya?”
“Don’t you even remember how many times in this civil war we sent in knights to try to turn around and get shot?”
King Edward did not have the power to stop such gossips.
Because he knew that if he lost this war, the united kingdom that had come down to him from his distant ancestors would be completely gone.
William von Creutel, meanwhile, gave the following order with Edward’s defeat on the verge of defeat.
“The people of Brittanya are innocent, but in Brittanya there is no mercy for the soldiers who serve the self-seeking lords. All troops, put your bayonets in your guns and prepare to charge! The uniform you’re wearing is different, and all the bastards facing you are enemies! Kill them all!”
Originally, charging into enemy lines while wearing a bayonet is used as a last resort to decide the outcome in a situation where both sides are equally damaged.
Because the current Croitel Imperial Army was fighting with an overwhelming superiority even before engaging in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy.
Some might think that this order is an overkill, as it is actually a massacre.
If you leave them with all their strength, they will be able to return to their territory and gather soldiers again to continue the meaningless struggle.
‘If the meaningless resistance is prolonged, the propaganda of a good empire that has been built up by distributing food will be broken, and more innocent blood will flow in the United Kingdom.’
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Thinking of this, William von Creutel now ordered Edward and the three archdukes to prevent them from escaping.
“The war situation is overwhelmingly in our favor. So mobilize your knights and kill all the enemy knights. At the same time, order the cavalry to capture Edward and his dukes.”
As soon as the two orders were delivered, the foot soldiers shouted and charged with swords in their guns.
“Kill the soldiers who are collaborating with Britannia bastards!”
“If you want to live, throw away your weapons and raise your hands high into the sky!”
“Otherwise, kill them all! The more you pick off their heads, the more land you will receive!”
The knights of each legion spurred on their horses to catch the enemy’s leader who was trying to escape.
“Kill all those motherf*ckers!”
“Remember the orders of His Majesty the Great Emperor! Corrupt knights and incompetent lords are as evil and useless as Satan! They are bastards without honor, so annihilate them!”
“Long live the Empire! Long live the Emperor! Long live His Highness the Crown Prince!”
The demoralized foot soldiers of Britannia were brutally slaughtered by the Kreutel Empire soldiers with bayonets.
On the other hand, Britannia was plagued by corruption due to civil war, but the knights were treated well, so their combat power was not low.
The knights of the empire, fighting with absolute loyalty and high morale toward the emperor and crown prince, started from the first clash and were gradually pushed back through cavalry battles.
In other places, Edward and the other three archdukes somehow escaped the battlefield and fled with a few entourage on horseback to preserve their lives.
The closer you get to the chasing cavalry, shooting while wearing armor only on your breastplate and arms for quick maneuvering.
“Baron Whitehand! Viscount Prim! aaagh, Kreutel bastards!”
They started to fall apart, dying one by one from the bullets they fired.
In this way, the number of Britannia’s soldiers rapidly decreased, and the victory of the Croytel Empire was gradually confirmed.
At last, the gunmen sent a signal that they had successfully captured King Edward and the three archdukes safely.
At the same time, the trumpet sounded in the Hastings Plain announcing the end of the war.
In today’s battle on the Hastings Plain, too many people were killed and taken prisoner that it is difficult to count.
Capture the King of the Allied Forces of Brittany and 3 grand dukes, and 30 nobles of baron or higher ranks. 13,000 Knights and at least 70,000 foot soldiers.
All others were captured except for about 20,000 who fled.
Creutel Imperial Army Baron Milfiore, Baron Gates warrior, 1,000 knights warriors, 7,000 infantry warriors.
After hearing the outcome of this war, Ciel von Kreuttel evaluated it like this.
“It is the blood that had to be shed to completely rule Britannia, which will become our territory, but I couldn’t help but feel sorry for those who were sacrificed.”