July 8, Mosk, 3pm, the sun was shining brightly.
The dust was flying outside the city. Onufri and Raffl, who had long since recovered from their injuries, led the 15th and 19th Cavalry Regiments to set off first. More than 10,000 cavalrymen were divided into two groups, galloping on the left and right roads, from the east and west directions. Heading towards Tver.
Not long after, the train loaded with artillery also set off, and the remaining tens of thousands of infantrymen took the final action. They lined up outside the station to board the train, carrying rucksacks and holding "Edward I" rifles. On everyone's face, They are all covered with traces of vicissitudes left by the wind and snow.
This is a solid veteran, an army personally trained by Peter the Great and fought hard in the flames of war. It is also the last elite of the Romanov Kingdom...
If there are enough troops, Katerina will never organize all the elites into a corps. Instead, she should let them lead, train, and protect the new recruits. While maximizing their combat effectiveness, they should also train the next batch of soldiers for the kingdom. Elite.
But Katerina did not recruit many recruits. People who had just experienced the war seemed not to want to participate in the war. In other words, in order not to make the direction of Petersburg suspicious, Katerina had not recruited large-scale soldiers, and the number of recruits was not enough. One-fifth of veterans.
On horseback, Katerina inspected the soldiers who were boarding the carriage, holding the reins tightly. Although her face was expressionless, she was very worried in her heart.
"Your Highness, you seem very nervous."
Mavey, who was also patrolling the army on horseback, could see Katerina's mood hidden under the mask: "Are you worried about these soldiers?"
"....They are the last elites of the Romanov Kingdom. Once they are all gone, who will pass on their experience to the new recruits? New recruits without any battlefield experience, even if they have received professional military training, still need to adapt to the battlefield. For a long time, this was the most dangerous moment, and the vast majority of recruits fell during this period." Katerina said: "But if there is an experienced veteran beside you, the situation is completely different. "
"Often one action, one look, one word... can save a soldier's life."
Ma Wei knew what Katerina was worried about. These veterans are the treasures of the Romanov Kingdom. To put it bluntly, they are the aces at the bottom of the box. A top ace army should be like a sharp knife, piercing the heart of the enemy. It is not a decisive battle with the enemy's main force on the frontal battlefield.
What's more, the enemies on the opposite side of the position are also soldiers of the Romanov Kingdom.
Katerina is definitely not an indecisive person, she is just worried about the prospect of this decisive battle.
Archbishop Henry had 600,000 troops and 3,000 monks. On his side, he had 100,000 troops and 500 monks...
A total difference of 6 times!
This is no longer uncooked rice, it is not cooked at all and must be swallowed hard.
Katerina glanced at Ma Wei, who was riding a horse with his back straight. Seeing his calm and calm expression, Katerina couldn't help but curiously asked: "Father, aren't you nervous?"
"I believe that His Highness can defeat Duke Ivanovich, and the Wisdom Cult is the opponent I should worry about."
"If you, Father, can stop the Wisdom Cult, I will definitely be able to defeat Duke Yinvanovich."
"Oh?" Ma Wei said in surprise: "With a gap of 6 times in strength, are you still so confident, Your Highness?"
Katerina smiled: "Because each of Onufri and the others are generals who can stand alone. All they need is a leader with strategic vision. The only variable is the Wisdom Cult. "
Magic monks are fundamentally different from ordinary soldiers.
A veteran can rely on his rich experience to kill multiple enemy soldiers on the battlefield, but it is difficult for a monk to face more than two extraordinary beings at the same time.
Unless their strength completely crushes each other.
600,000 versus 100,000 is not the same thing as 500 versus 3,000.
Especially when the monks can sing together and activate magic, the defeat of the Church of Truth has already been revealed before the war begins.
The middle-level combat power has fallen into a complete disadvantage. If you want to make up for it, you have to look at the top-level combat power.
Mavi...or Yunia, must defeat Archbishop Henry and Saint Constance!
In the evening, the soldiers took the train one by one and set off towards Tver. Mawei and others, and the monks from the Church of Truth were also on the train. The sunset hung far away in the horizon. Through the train's lattice windows, everyone looked at the atmosphere. The silence was quite solemn, as if a storm was about to come.
As the train moves along the tracks, the sunset gradually disappears into the horizon, and night falls.
At 9 o'clock in the evening, with a harsh sound of brakes, the train began to slow down and entered Tverskaya Station.
As soon as Mavey and others got off the bus, they saw Goffman waiting outside the station. He had arrived in Tver several hours in advance and had already obtained first-hand information.
"Your Highness, the army group led by Duke Ivanovich and Duke of Tbilisi has arrived outside the city, just across the river, and is stationed. Onufri wants to sneak attack them at night..."
Quickly walking into the command post, Katerina looked at the map around Tver and immediately rejected Onufri's proposal: "Tver is on the upper reaches of the Volga River, and Duke Yinvanovich and the others are stationed on the riverside. , It is not winter now. If the cavalry wants to launch a sneak attack, they must either forcefully cross the river or make a large circle. By then the enemy will have already occupied a favorable position...Sneak attack can only be used once, and the enemy will be prepared for the second time. Now, send a message for Onufri to come back."
"yes!"
During the defense battle of Tyumen, Katerina used the frozen river to sneak attack on the headquarters of the Second Army overnight, attacking an information gap. But Duke Yinvanovich was not Marquis James, and Tver was not Hasha. Village, what Katerina knew, Prince Ivanovich also knew.
Duke Ivanovich, who had participated in the defense of Tyumen, would definitely be wary of Katerina's sneak attack at night.
"Father, look..."
Katerina pointed to the map and said: "The north of Tver City is a large plain, with only a few jungles blocking it on the left and right. If all 600,000 troops are spread out... it will turn into a net and surround us. live."
The gap in strength limits the tactics that Katerina can use. The enemy has a large number of troops and can completely spread out the formation, but Katerina does not dare to do this. Her troops are already small. If she spreads out again, she will be defeated by the enemy. Gradually encroach.
It is not possible to gather troops and defend the city. Duke Ivanovich has thousands of artillery pieces and sufficient ammunition. He can bomb Tver day and night. If he stays in the city, he can only sit and wait for death.
"Then we are destined to lose, aren't we?" Laiwen said with eyes wide open: "The enemy will make dumplings on our attack, and we will be bombed on defense. How can we fight this battle?!"
Katerina glanced at the message and said thoughtfully: "If you want to defeat more with less, you need to use surprise troops. Time is good for us and not good for the Royal Army. The longer the war drags on, the more difficult it will be for the Royal Army to provide logistics, so... .The first thing we need to do is to disrupt the enemy’s military morale!”
"What do you mean?" The message was somewhat unclear.
"Trench warfare." Ma Wei suddenly said: "Your Highness, do you want to fight trench warfare?"
"That's right!"
Katerina walked to the sand table and drew several long lines on the plains north of Tver: "When fighting the Kingdom of Windsor, I found that they used a position tactic called trenching. They dug trenches on the ground. The soldiers Hidden in the trench, with barbed wire outside the trench, and if the enemy attacks, the soldiers will shoot in the trench!"
"The two-meter-deep trench can not only avoid artillery shells, but also slow down the enemy's charge. As long as we advance our position forward, Tver can be out of the enemy's artillery range!"
"Well... Your Highness, what if the enemy does not confront us head-on?" Makarov asked with a frown: "Rzhev is next to Tver. What if Duke Yinvanovich ordered the division of troops and let the third Duke Bliss led the Southwest Front to attack Rzhev and raid our rear, how should we respond?"
Although trench warfare could hold back the enemy, it also held back Katerina.
Once the enemy captures Rzhev, Mosk will be in danger. Once Mosk is in danger...
Tver would become an isolated city, completely besieged by enemy forces.
"Don't worry, if we use trench warfare, we don't need to place too many soldiers in the trenches. We only need to leave the frontline artillery positions here to make the enemy mistakenly think that this is our main force. At this time, our freed troops can Arrange an ambush on the only way to Rzhev..."
Listening to Katerina's strategic layout, the generals thought deeply. Some felt that they could give it a try, while others felt that it was too risky.
In the temporary command post, the voices of opposition and support were mixed, and it was very noisy.
"Why do you go to all this trouble?"
The room suddenly became quiet. Onufri, Makarov and others all looked at Mawei, "Do you have a better way?"
Come and try it quickly. 】
"We have the help of vampires, Edward..."
At the sound of Ma Wei's call, Edward, who was leaning against the wall, walked out of the darkness and came to the sand table.
"Artillery cannot shoot in the air, and vampires can fly. Why don't we take advantage of this and let vampire members carry explosives and fly over the enemy's positions for bombing?"
Ma Wei said calmly: "With a few more bombings, the enemy's morale will naturally collapse. Air superiority can determine the direction of a war."
"Control...air superiority?" The generals were shocked, hearing this tactic for the first time.
"Yes, air superiority."
Ma Wei stretched out his hand and drew a circle on the sand table, enclosing the location where the enemy troops were stationed in the middle: "We have sufficient logistics, countless ammunition, and air superiority is firmly in our hands. With such a rich battle, what else can we do? Tactics... isn't bombing good?"
