2:45 in the morning, border battlefield.
The army of Frederick's Kingdom launched a fierce attack on the hillside. Although there were smooth plains on both sides of the hillside, if they did not capture the defenders on the hillside, they might be attacked from behind at any time. This is the most basic tactic. With ten thousand brave and capable cavalry behind him, no one can rest assured.
"They didn't charge."
Marshal Friedrich saw clearly the scene on the hillside through the binoculars. There, Onufri and Raffl led the cavalry to shoot wildly down the mountain. Within ten minutes of the beginning of the battle, they almost emptied all the bullets they carried. , and the soldiers who had empty bullets would draw their sabers and rush down the hillside without fear of death, fighting with the soldiers of Frederick's Kingdom, or fall on the way to charge...
There were no horses under their crotches, but Marshal Friedrich saw an indomitable and sharp momentum from them.
Pope Doppler II stepped forward with a gilded scepter, seemingly wanting to activate magic, but Marshal Friedrich stopped him.
"I must remind you, Marshal Friedrich, we don't have much time." Pope Doppler II said.
"This is an admirable army. They don't use magic, so I think it's unfair to use magic."
Marshal Friedrich, who came from a ducal family, showed a noble temperament. He said in a calm voice: "This is a duel. Your Majesty the Pope, give me another 10 minutes, and I will definitely destroy them completely."
One hundred thousand people versus ten thousand people, such a huge disparity in military strength. If magic is used, telling it will only bring disrepute to the Friedrich family.
Yes, that’s right, reputation should not matter on the battlefield, only victory or defeat, but Marshal Friedrich did not think this was a war. In his eyes, Onufri and Raffl, who guarded the hillside and fought to the death, were more like The heroes of the kingdom who fight against the odds, try their best to stop the enemy, even at the cost of their lives. This is a spirit worth promoting.
Marshal Friedrich believed that the soldiers under his command must learn and imitate this brave spirit. Fighting against such opponents is something to be proud of, and what a marshal does will also have a great impact on those below. soldiers.
If he chooses to use magic to quickly resolve the battle today, then when Frederick's Kingdom encounters a situation that needs to be defended in the future, will the soldiers be like Onufri and Ravel and devote themselves to the kingdom with full courage?
Using magic today can certainly quickly resolve the battle, but at the same time, it also kills the pride in the hearts of the soldiers.
Field Marshal Friedrich was training and training his soldiers.
This is a very good opportunity.
Among the soldiers who attacked the hillside, there was a private. He was only 20 years old this year. He joined the army because he failed to apply for the Academy of Fine Arts for the third time. As for the reason for joining the army...
It's very simple. His mother passed away, his paintings sold very poorly and he couldn't make any money. In addition, he read the newspaper every day, and the news published in the newspaper was all deliberately made by King Frederick William II. The iron-blooded rhetoric of propaganda, over time...
The private signed up to join the army. As soon as he joined the army, he was transferred to Marshal Friedrich. He took a train and rushed to the border. After a long journey, he encountered the 15th and 19th Cavalry Regiments led by Onufri and Raffl.
In order to quickly train new recruits, Marshal Friedrich placed these new recruits into the veterans' classes, hoping to quickly grow them into usable soldiers of the empire through the battlefield.
Today is their first lesson, military spirit.
Marshal Friedrich wanted to use Onufri and Raffl as textbooks to teach the new recruits that soldiers should have a spirit of fearlessness and fear of death.
empire! empire!
"Adolf!" A corporal who has experienced many battles pushed the dazed private: "Wake up! It's our turn soon!"
The private named Adolf came to his senses and glanced at the corporal beside him, but he did not show any fear.
The soldiers attacking the hillside in front fell one after another. The enemies resisted frantically and heart-wrenching wailings abounded. But Adolf was not afraid at all. He was very calm, holding his gun and staring straight at the fighting. The enemy and our soldiers together drew a picture in their minds.
He wanted to paint the scene in front of him and then apply for art school again...if there was a chance.
The military uniform on his body is really ugly. If I were to design it, I would have to design a handsome and practical military uniform. A man relies on his clothes and his horse relies on his saddle... Adolf's thoughts were wandering, not affected by the frontline battlefield at all.
Why not use artillery... Adolf thought again, if artillery is used, the hillside will be flattened quickly. Why let the soldiers launch a meaningless charge?
Marshal Friedrich is really a loser... It is the biggest mistake to let such a person command the army...
Just as various thoughts were flashing through Adolf's mind, the situation on the hillside changed.
The gunshots were no longer as intensive as before.
The 15th and 19th Cavalry Regiments fired all their bullets. They are cavalry and they do not carry much ammunition. Mobility is their greatest weapon. Are flintlock muskets that can only fire one shot useful?
The saber is essential.
After seeing the sound of gunfire sparse and finally disappearing completely, Marshal Friedrich took a deep breath and knew that the moment of the final battle had arrived.
He waved his arms, and the reserves howled and launched an attack, preparing to annihilate the enemy on the mountain.
"it's time...."
Onufri looked around. In the 20 minutes of offensive and defensive battle, they not only lost their bullets, but also lost half of their companions. Their bodies fell in front, and the hot blood flowed on the dark land, melting the accumulated blood. Snow....
Running out of ammunition and food.
"Everyone on horseback!
! "
With loud shouts, the remaining Cossack cavalry pulled out the war horses hidden behind the hillside, untied the reins of the extra war horses, slapped their butts hard, and sent them back to their hometown, back to the Don River covered with water and grass in the spring. Reunion with family by the river.
Onufri grasped the reins tightly and stood at the front of the hillside, looking at the enemy troops coming from down the hillside. He looked at each other and Ravel, pulled the reins fiercely, raised the front hooves of the maroon horse high, and pointed his long knife at the enemy. The army roared angrily: "For your family! For Her Royal Highness Katerina! For Her Majesty Peter! For the glory of the kingdom! Charge!
! "
The neighing of horses, the war cry of soldiers, the trembling of the earth...
The last 5,000 Cossack cavalry rushed out of the bunker, and the darkness was overwhelming, carrying the momentum of the angry waves, sweeping towards the endless enemy troops. At this moment, even the dark clouds dispersed, and the bright moonlight illuminated the earth.
What greeted them was the dark muzzle of the gun. The sound of gunfire was mixed with the smoke. Rows of rifles spit out tongues of fire. The dense bullets were fired at the cavalry who were charging. Their companions fell, and blood was sprayed on their cheeks and bodies. Neither can stop the speed of the charge. Seeing this scene...
Adolf's eyes suddenly lit up.
right!
That's right!
This is the picture he has been looking for!
Give me a pen....I want to draw it....Where's the pen?
When Adolf came back to his senses, Onufri had already rushed in front of him. The bright saber was swung down with Onufri's ferocious face under the moonlight...
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