There is no doubt that Ofulei has great ambitions.

This included the idea of ​​asking his wife Ashley to have more sons for him, and the hope of becoming the top few on the Duke's list of titles.

Since the announcement of the crowning of the Duke of Roman Thesia, everyone's most anticipated title is the title.

What do so many people follow you through life and death? Why do you work so hard for you?

The title of title has become the biggest goal of the ministers of Romanthesia today.

But first the Duke left the Principality, which forced the title to be delayed, followed by the French and then the Austrians, which led to the emerging Principality of Roman Thesia in a row.

The title of title was postponed indefinitely, but this gave the generals new ideas.

Although it is not so obvious in the Romanesian army, the traces between different factions can be vaguely detected.

Among them are the old and new military officers led by Ofulei and Gompati, the wife officers represented by Alexander's women, and there are also a group of foreign soldiers mainly from the Balkans, Catalonia and other places.

Among these people, Ofulei certainly has a prestige that others cannot match, but what he is worried about now is not that he will be forgotten when he is awarded a title, but whether he will be behind Gompatti.

Although Alexander is far away in Iberia, everyone knows that once the duke returns to his country, there will be a conclusion on the title of the title.

As for what kind of status each person will eventually get, it may depend on Feng Jue's final performance.

Ofulei is no longer the nephew of a stonemason in the past, so he cannot be satisfied with seeing the world or making a fortune.

And now there are more and more people standing behind him, everyone's eyes are looking at him, and his status will undoubtedly affect the people around him.

In addition, what made Ofulei care more about is that what different from others is that he is always just a follower of Alexander, and whether it is Gompatti, Macheney, Machiaverly or even the Kulash brother, there are actually those women of Alexander behind them.

As for Uliu, Ofulei felt that no one could learn from his ability to be able to do everything and take a few boats.

So Ofulei knew that he had to plan for himself.

A very low voice sounded from a distance, which was not very loud. Then he saw a black shadow plotting an arc and then landing on an open space that was still some distance away from his army.

The shell smashed a hole in the ground, jumped forward a few more times, stopping and not moving.

Ofulei glanced at an officer next to him.

That officer was an artillery liaison officer.

The establishment of this position is a bit inexplicable.

According to Gompatti's suggestion, he sent such a soldier in each regiment to coordinate the connection between the artillery and the infantry regiment.

When he made this suggestion, he was strongly opposed by some officers, who believed that Gompatti was actually interfering in their command in disguise. After a quarrel, the position of the artillery liaison officer was finally determined by Alexander.

Now, there is such an artillery liaison officer around Ofulei, but the chief of staff often treats this officer as his artillery guide.

"Sir, this should be the Esmeral falcon cannon," the artillery officer immediately replied, "If the Venetians were equipped with all this kind of artillery, we might not need to worry too much."

"Don't worry too much?"

Ofulei frowned when he noticed the words of the artillery officer.

"I mean this kind of artillery is not very powerful, of course if they are too many..."

Ofulei waved his hand and asked the artillery officer to stop. He already knew what the other party meant. It was obvious that the Venetian army opposite might not have much force, but their armed forces were very sharp.

"I am really a Venetian." Ofulei said with some envy.

The Venetians are rich, and they are not ordinary rich, but uniquely rich.

Therefore, their army is more powerful and more advanced in weapons and equipment than other countries.

There were a few dull gunfires, and the flying shells were obviously much more accurate than the previous test shot.

In particular, one of the shells landed directly near the artillery position not far from the Romanesian army, smashing a deep ditch into the cracked ground.

"It seems that the Venetian artillery seems to be quite a lot."

Ofulei looked at the artillery officer again, and when he saw the officer tilting his mouth softly, he made an almost inaudible "hum" sound.

Then he gave the order: "Attack."

The sound of trumpets began to resound throughout the positions, and with the orders of each company one after another, the Romanesian army began to slowly advance in the direction of the enemy.

This is a hilly area not far from Westerre, the gateway to Venice.

The surrounding hills are slightly raised, and many places are divided by lakes of all sizes.

Westerly is in a small, slightly concave basin surrounded by these lakes.

If the weather is good, just walk through the streets of Westerre and you can see the island of Venice in the distance from the coast.

And now, the Romanesian army is less than half a mile outside the city of Westerre.

The city of Venice is already close.

The distance from Padua to Westerre is about 10 Faris. The troops who set out in the morning passed a marching. When it was dark, the Romanesian troops had already arrived outside Westerre.

And on this road, except for the sporadic Venetian scouts, they did not encounter any enemy troops.

However, it was not until the town of Westerre that a Venetian army appeared behind the defensive trenches built by artificially formed on a naturally formed dry slope.

But what Ofulei didn't expect was that such an army that seemed to be just a local garrison in Westerre would actually have something like the Esmeral falcon cannon.

"The Venetians are so rich." Ofulei muttered again.

Although he was not actually envious of the Venetians, when he thought of the enemy opposite him having such sharp firepower, Ofulei could not help but feel both envious and annoyed by the Venetians' wealth.

A roar of artillery came from a distance, and the Romanesian army sent troops to counterattack. At the same time, Ofulei saw that the left wing led by Macheney was approaching towards the enemy's dam.

Marcheney stared at the enemy behind the dam in front.

He was actually a little nervous.

Like Ofulei, he did not expect that he would finally get to this point.

Now the Venetian defenders are in front of them, the town of Westerre is behind them, and the Venice of the miracle on the water is behind them.

"Go forward!" Machenie shouted, and he raised his hand and waved his sword. Listening to the rumbling footsteps of the soldiers around him, he took a deep breath, looked in the direction of the central front, and walked forward.

Although he couldn't see it at all, Machenie could imagine how Ofulei waved his command staff when he gave the order.

Like Ofulei, Machenie also has his ambitions.

And his goal is to hope to have his own commanding staff one day.

With the gradual improvement of the military system, the Romanesian army has already had a military system that is completely different from the armies of other countries.

However, in this new military system, Alexander also borrowed some things from ancient Rome.

One of them is the command staff inherited from the Roman army and symbolizing authority.

And now the only ones who have the honor of using the commanding staff are Gompatti and Ofulei, except Alexander himself.

An enemy shell landed not far away, but fortunately the shell hit the mud pond directly, and after rolling for a few seconds, there was no movement.

Marchenie wiped off the mud that was splashing on her face, and was secretly startled.

"Go ahead, don't stop!"

He ordered loudly, and looked back anxiously. He didn't know why Ofulei had not ordered the artillery to fight back. Seeing the shells falling near his team, even in the formation, Macheney couldn't help but feel anxious and cursed secretly.

The musketeers who were at the front row were some distance from the ranks raised their guns one after another, and the formation that was advancing seemed to slow down at this moment.

The unique command sound of the musket team officer with a long tone sound rang out on the battlefield, and a gunshot instantly enveloped the empty position in front.

As the smoke of gunpowder filled, the Romanesian army, which seemed to have slowed down, suddenly accelerated its pace of progress.

The Romanesians launched a charge.

Starting with the fire suppression of musketeers and the fierce attack of spears and swords and shields, the Romanesian bayonet charge began.

The sound of cannons sounded again on the Venice position. The almost direct shells instantly tore a terrible gap in the Romanesian army, but then the people who rushed up quickly filled it up. The muskets and spears echoed each other in the afterglow of the evening.

"Their artillery has more artillery than I thought," Ofulei said a little impatiently and looked at the artillery liaison officer again. "So, hasn't the test been done yet?"

"Wait a moment, sir." The liaison officer measured the trigonometer in his hand and issued a series of orders to the messenger waiting for the side, and then said to Ofulei, "It's OK. Our troops can avoid shooting in this position now."

Ofulei nodded, looked forward again, and calmly issued an order: "Fire."

There were loud noises, and hot shells flew towards the enemy's slope with terrifying destructive power.

For a moment, smoke and dust rolled, followed by fire.

The sudden thick smoke from the slope dam caused the troops on both sides to stagnate.

"It seems that it has detonated the gunpowder..."

Looking at the enemy's position, the artillery liaison officer murmured.

Ofulei nodded.

He actually doesn't like the man Gompati. He thinks Gompati's personality is too reckless and likes to take risks in everything. One day he will suffer losses.

However, Ofulei still agrees with Gompatti's insistence on developing artillery.

According to Gompatti's view, the only one who can eliminate enemy artillery is artillery.

So when both sides have artillery soldiers that are enough to threaten the other side, Gompatti always puts the artillery positions that destroy the enemy first.

Now it seems that Gompatti is not useless.
To be continued...