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Chapter 692: Morale is high


"Ah, ah" At the same time, seeing his most important ally collapse like this, General Leopold on the opposite side also felt very depressed. otbnkotgt "Although I have known for a long time that these guys are weak in combat and cannot take on important combat tasks, but this weak chicken is too weak.

Really, at this level, these bastards It’s a joke that the Nirosians are so good at boasting that the Mamluks are invincible.”

After complaining like this and getting unanimous approval from the surrounding staff officers, General Leopold showed a confident, superior and slightly arrogant smile.

He completely ignored what the messenger said about the locals in Nirosia "wanting to see them".

He didn't want to and had no interest in paying attention to them.

"Well, anyway, I don't really rely on those guys and really take those guys into my heart.

In other words, I have already had enough psychological preparation.

These scum are scum, these scum are simply unreliable, isn't it, of course. " After a chuckle, General Leopold raised his voice.

He shouted to the officers and soldiers under his command, the Visigothic Expeditionary Force numbering 50,000: "So, my soldiers, my friends, it's time for us to take the field.

Feel the glory, feel the excitement.

Fire up the fighting spirit.

This will be a glorious moment, and it is also a moment destined to be written and recorded in history. .

Hundreds or even thousands of years ago, the Goths, who were artificially divided and divided by those fat-minded, short-sighted, and guilty nobles, met again on this land of yellow sand. .

That is, on this battlefield Those guys from the Russian Gothic Empire maintained an arrogant face at all times and on all occasions.

They are like this from top to bottom, they think they are noble.

The most hopeless thing is that these guys think they are the best candidates to integrate the classical Gothic empire.

They believe that they are the only ones who can represent the Goths and the Gothic nation My friends, all I have to say to you, all I have to say, all I have to roar at them is, they are wrong.

Because we, the Visigoths, are the best successors to the Gothic nation, yes, we are the most orthodox Goths.”

As General Leopold spoke loudly, the spirits of the Visigothic Expeditionary Force soldiers around him were all inspired.

Just like this, these people sang the Marseillaise loudly, kicked in goose, formed one after another, which did not seem to be too tight, and fought towards the army of the Russian Gothic Empire.

While these infantry moved forward, the cavalry units deployed on both flanks of the army also slowly advanced.

At the same time, a group of light cavalry cannons imitating the Russian Gothic Empire also followed the cavalry troops.

On the other side of the infantry and cavalry arrays, the artillery positions guarded by an elite infantry regiment were also being set up nervously and busy.

"Although the training is a little worse, the morale is good.

The weapons and equipment are also decent.

If a fight really breaks out, our army will not take too much advantage."

William thought in his heart, looking at the people slowly approaching from the opposite side.

Enemy army, I thought in my heart.

"The opponent's array is pretty good.

It seems that the commander on the other side is pretty good."

Freya commented next to William.

"However, after clearly seeing the power of our army's artillery, you still want to lead the army forward and come here to fight.

Isn't it a bit stupid?"

On the other side, Shalumi asked: "What on earth is that guy thinking?

Why is he doing this?"

Do."

"Who knows why we do this?"

William chuckled: "Maybe the other party is a hopelessly stupid scumbag, thinking that with the tens of thousands of troops under his command, he can compete with me.

Or maybe the other party has some trump cards. , not used yet” "If the former possibility is true, then we can easily win.

However, the Visigothic Republic is indeed a nondescript country like a grassroots team, but even so, they have experienced many wars.

Impossible.

You really chose an idiot to preside over the affairs of the expeditionary force.”

"In other words, is there a trap or an ambush or something else?"

"It doesn't matter what it is."

William concluded in the end: "I have enough troops and preparations under my command.

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The expeditionary forces of the Russian Gothic Empire have enough war experience, even if they really encounter an ambush, or something similar Even in bad situations, it will never collapse.

No matter what, I have enough to spare.”

He thought so in his heart, while maintaining full confidence, just watching the enemy's troops slowly advance.

In front of a mixed force of infantry, cavalry, and artillery.

The several cavalry regiments of the Russian Gothic Empire did not dare to attack the opponent's position like idiots like those Mamluks before.

After a few whistles, the four cavalry regiments turned their horses as quickly as possible, then returned to fight with the infantry and artillery units guarding the position.

"The opponent has more than 50,000 troops, while our army that crossed the river only has two legions, about 30,000.

In terms of quantity, our army is slightly inferior, but our army has naval gun support.

In addition, in terms of quality, It is also stronger than the opponent in terms of weapons and equipment.

At the same time, it is still in a defensive posture.

According to this calculation, the opponent has no way to win. " Just as William was thinking this, the opponent's artillery positions had been set up.

Unlike the artillery of the Russian Gothic Empire, which was equipped with large-scale explosive shells, most of the opponent's artillery still used relatively old solid shells.

With this alone, the Russian Gothic Empire had a firm advantage.

However, what happened next surprised William a little.

“How dare you actually launch an attack?”

Seeing the infantry and cavalry troops on the opposite side charging towards their own position under the cover of artillery, William was a little surprised.

My eyes opened a little bit.

A little bit late.

Originally, I thought the other party had some conspiracy at first, but I didn't expect that the other party actually attacked our own position stupidly.

Looking at each other's companies, thousands of soldiers launched a group charge.

Then he was bombarded by his own artillery, hunters, and three-stage shooting.

William couldn't help but sigh After all, the morale is different.

Although they suffered heavy casualties during the attack, the opponent endured these casualties and rushed to the front of the Russian Gothic Empire's defense line, and then engaged in some battles with the Russian Gothic Empire's troops.

Hand-to-hand combat.

Some Imperial Expeditionary Force soldiers were lost.

Of course, such an attack like adding more firewood would not be able to shake the expeditionary force's defense line.

It has no other use than increasing casualties.

"The artillery is not as good as our army, the firearms are not as good as our army, and there are not many grenades thrown.

Although the cavalry troops are a bit threatening, our army also has enough cavalry troops.

To deal with the enemy's cavalry charging, just use the cavalry to countercharge.

The opponent's cavalry had been weakened by a variety of firearms before attacking and was no match for our cavalry.

This makes it a little boring. " Perhaps to outsiders, the battle between the Russian Gothic Empire Expeditionary Force and the Visigothic Republic Expeditionary Force was very fierce, even tragic.

But in William's opinion, that's not the case, that's all.

Leave aside those bloody bodies, those corpses, the violent explosions and the loud slogans.

Putting aside these appearances, the command of both our own frontline commander and the commander on the opposite side was quite satisfactory, or even, to put it bluntly, lackluster.

What the two sides were fighting was just like a textbook standard war.

Use the flesh and blood and sacrifices of soldiers on both sides to weaken the other side, and then win.

Of course, to put it in a better way, that is, the two sides were engaged in a simple and head-on war.

Both sides showed their true strength.

However.

"If this is the case, then our army will definitely win."

William thought in his heart.

It takes about five to seven enemy soldiers to die in exchange for one Russian Gothic Empire soldier.

It is even said that this exchange ratio can be higher.

In other words, the Russian Gothic Empire's army could completely annihilate the opponent with a maximum loss of only ten thousand.

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Of course, this number and exchange ratio are not the most accurate.

It is impossible for the other party to foolishly surrender an army of 50,000 in one breath.

However, the victory of the Russian Gothic Empire Expeditionary Force was a matter of course.

"So, if that's the case, it would be too boring.

If the other party's commander is really just such a mediocre person, or in other words, such an idiot, then it would be too boring."

At the same time, while William was sighing: "It's so boring, it's so boring."

This war is so boring."

At the same time, the heart of General Leopold on the opposite side was bleeding.

"This is, the Russian Gothic Empire, this is the world's number one army" Seeing our own troops advancing one after another, their heads were bruised and bloody on the opposite defense line, and the casualties were scattered everywhere.

The commander even couldn't help it, and almost wanted to hug his head and cry.

Those who died were all his direct troops.

He spent an unknown amount of time and effort to capture the expeditionary force from top to bottom and dye it with his own color.

This is his future, the capital to continue to climb up in the Visigothic Republic.

He has high hopes for them.

Those elite veterans, those officers, his confidants, they are all his capital.

"I didn't expect that this war would be so tragic.

Sure enough, if we had a head-on confrontation, our army would not be the enemy's opponent at all.

Damn it, if I had known better, I would have been more cautious."

Thinking this in his heart, Leopold felt very regretful. but.

"But no matter what, since I have reached this point, I must grit my teeth and persevere."

He secretly felt cruel in his heart. 160420oshow7: