Just when the rumbling artillery fire sounded at the Ass Pass, General Geronemo, who was in the base camp of the Northeast Defense Line of the Pyrenees, was still intoxicated by his dreams in the city of Figueras dozens of miles away.

This detested Spanish general and his brother, Governor Antonio, were greedy and lustful. He was not tall but liked to wear long-legged military boots and walked like a bulky penguin. To talk about his true skills, in addition to suppressing a group of mobs in colonial uprisings, he was guarding the city.

At this time, when Heronimo, who was waiting in Figueras, retracted his butt and most of his body back into the hole when he encountered danger, leaving only his head outside. If he was accidentally, he might be bitten by him. He once defeated the unviolent American army siege on the Florida Peninsula in North America in this way. However, Heronimo's stupid pig was about to face a smart man, an oriental man who knew how to use a wooden stick to hit the stupid pig's head, making him look for teeth all over the ground.

At around 10 a.m., when more than 200 defeated soldiers who escaped back to Figueras cried to the commander himself that the defenders of Asyama Pass were wiped out, Geronemo was completely shocked. He immediately realized that he had committed a serious problem and was unable to heavily deploy the high ground opposite Asyama Pass. The French's extremely powerful artillery group made him even more frightened.

Obviously, Andrew's attack efficiency was far higher than Heronimo's original expectation. Although the fortifications of the base camp were constructed more than 10 days ago, the defense of the entire base camp was in the core of Figueras City, and there were defense infantry trenches on the undulating slopes around it. The trenches were in the past with the infantry defense chest wall surrounding the entire camp, and behind them were artillery positions.

However, at this time, only four infantry brigades were deployed around the city of Figueras (the Spanish royal army was not organized at this time. Like the British, the army was still under the brigade, ranging from 4,000 to 7,000 people), a cavalry brigade, and more than 180 artillery pieces with a large number but lacking large caliber, with a total of 28,000 soldiers. They were far from resisting the attack of Andrew's army, especially the bombardment of countless heavy artillery.

Geronemo hurriedly ordered his adjutant, Lieutenant Colonel Mira quickly organized defense in the name of the commander, and mobilized nearly 30,000 officers and soldiers in the base camp, from the time he was in the war, he hoped to persevere until the reinforcements arrived. The three messengers in charge of seeking aid led their respective teams of 100 cavalry troops into three groups: to Lerida, requesting the 30,000 Spanish defenders of the Duke of Sanchez who were deployed there to send reinforcements; to the Lechma area, ordering three infantry brigades and two cavalry regiments (a total of 18 people) to defend the central Pyrenees to return to the base camp; and to Barcelona, ​​they went to Barcelona, ​​mobilizing 10,000 soldiers deployed near the city.

Just as the Spanish were preparing for the war, Andrew's vanguard and Colonel Mura's cavalry brigade had arrived near the city of Figueras in the early stage.

The French cavalry actually followed the defeated troops at Ass Pass and went to the Spanish base camp. According to Commander Andrew's request, Mura's cavalry brigade must monitor the enemy's every move in the city, and actively organize harassment tactics on the premise of reducing casualties to attack the Spanish mobile troops, and wait for the arrival of the large force led by Commander Andrew. In addition, it is necessary to cut off the information channels between all Spanish defenders and the outside world, but the enemy messengers who fled to the southwest can be let go.

So when the Cavalry Brigade arrived near Feigelas, Mura hid his main cavalry in the woods in the valley, and only allowed a light cavalry regiment to ambush around the enemy's defensive positions, preparing to kill any Spanish messengers who dared to leave the city.

As noon approached, the three Spanish messengers who had just eaten and drank, sought help from the messengers and began their final journey of life. Shortly after leaving the city, without warning, the messengers were immediately attacked by French cavalry hidden in the jungle. French "rangers" wore in unimaginable jungle suits, and some even covered their faces and horses with green paint everywhere. They rushed out like green devils, frightening the Spanish messengers who were subdued white and blue (the royal army of the Bourbon family) to death. After just one charge, all the more than 300 Spanish cavalry caught off guard fell in a pool of blood.

It is no wonder that the Spaniards could not have been warned in advance, because it was because the French were too hiding. When the army was reorganized, Colonel Mura, who had the greatest opinion, often ran to Commander Andrew's place after the meeting, and asked his cavalry brigade to be extra merciful and able to keep a good-looking blue uniform on the battlefield. After the fifth protest, General Andrew actually agreed, but only asked that three days later, Mura's cavalry brigade and Colonel Rana's infantry brigade each dispatched 1,000 soldiers, and the brigade commander himself personally directed a military exercise in the mountainous area with few woods. Cavalry attacks, infantry defense, and neither side was equipped with any artillery. Andrew also asked all officers of the army to come to watch.

The arrogant cavalry commander seemed to not take the infantry seriously. According to the usual practice, a cavalry company could destroy the defense of half of the infantry battalion, not to mention fighting on slopes without the cover of the woods. Similarly, this was also the result expected by most officers. However, the development of the facts surprised everyone. Infantrymen with good camouflage lurked under bushes and homemade bunkers. Waiting for the cavalry to come, they suddenly launched an attack, with bayonets defending with bayonets, and the rear rows carried out point shooting, and the cavalry fell one after another. After obtaining a brief victory, the infantry immediately turned to other areas to hide, waiting for the arrival of the next cavalry.

During the entire exercise, the infantry never confronted the cavalry head-on, and gradually disintegrated the cavalry's attack through guerrilla defense. During this process, Mura himself and other cavalry teams became excellent targets of attack because of their bright uniforms, but his opponent was difficult to detect at close range. Colonel Mura, who suffered a lot, finally failed to survive. Two hours later, he was forced to give up the attack and declared his failure with a frustrated face. At this time, his cavalry team had "dead" more than 600 people, more than twice the number of casualties of infantry.

After the exercise, no one protested against the restructuring of military uniforms, and Mura himself learned from his mistakes. While continuing to change clothes, he also exposed the cavalry's naked heads, faces and horses, and even the artillery was painted in jungle colors, constantly encouraging Colonel Rana to conduct another private exercise...

At this time, the successful raid of the Green Cavalry also terrified the Spaniards on the city tower of Figueras. While cursing the despicable Frenchmen, they were also worried about their fate of defending the lonely city. Hundreds of defeated soldiers who fled back to the base camp kept talking about the horror of Andrew's demon. The soldiers kept gesturing in front of their chests and whispered to the help of the omnipotent God; on the one hand, they were asking their companions where they could collect white flowers, and fortunately, when the French army conquered the city, they could use them to escape the fate of being killed.

"General! General Geronemo! Please cheer up!" Lieutenant Colonel Mira shouted unceremoniously to his superiors, because the latter still pulled his head and sat aside and moaned in pain. Lieutenant Colonel Mira pulled up Geronimo, pointed to the French light cavalry that was constantly disturbing outside the city, and continued:

"General, we must fight back. When the French army did not arrive, we should clear all the cavalry on the periphery so that the next messenger would break through smoothly. You see, there is only the French outside the city, a light cavalry regiment that is not satisfied. With our numerous and well-equipped cavalry brigade, we can definitely defeat and destroy them. While delivering the letter, it can also boost the morale of the soldiers and let us stick to the arrival of reinforcements. General, I am willing to participate in the cavalry attack!"

"Yes, we also have cavalry, we will definitely destroy them!" Gronimo raised his head again as if he was given a cardiotonic agent, and cheered up his decadent spirit. From his flickering eyes, he seemed to see the words of the adjutant and provided a life-saving straw for the general himself. Then, Gronimo ordered the 5,000 troops of the cavalry brigade to dispatch collectively, requiring them to destroy all the French devils outside the city in a short period of time.

At the commander's order, thousands of Spanish cavalry, including Lieutenant Colonel Mira, all screamed and broke out of the base camp. Because they were fighting fire with the cavalry, the heavy-dressed Spanish cavalry gave up the difficult-to-use carriage rifle and only grabbed the sabers or spears in their hands, like Don Giccod. The huge appearance also increased many Spanish defenders' confidence in defending the city, and also scared away many French devils who were laughing at the "Spanish softie".

Brigade Commander Mura saw this farce on the hillside: while the Spanish cavalry attacked, the French light cavalry, who had been unscrupulous before they were still unscrupulous, fled around in panic, either found a place to hide in three or five groups, or gathered into a seemingly messy formation and rushed towards them.

The French's embarrassed performance obviously aroused the Spanish's infinite fighting spirit. At first, they were still carefully tentatively exploring their attacks. When they saw the enemy retreating wildly regardless of everything, all the Spanish who were watching and participating in the battle were extremely excited. The infantry gate shouted loudly at the front of the position and fought for their companions; the cavalry responded to the inspiration of their comrades, waving the saber excitedly on the horse's back, chasing the largest French cavalry formation in front of them.

"Come here, cowards!"

"Roar up and kill the Frenchman!"

"Roll, keep rushing, let Andrew's devil's head become our urine can, haha!"

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"Poor Spaniard!" Mura lowered his telescope and shook his head pity, then ordered the messenger to sing the flags, let the main cavalry ambushed in the valley be ready for attack, and ordered all the artillery on the hill to pull out the cannon and start filling the shotgun (improved grape bullets).

The French light cavalry's escape speed was not inferior to their attack efficiency, or even better. At first, they were 300 meters away from the Spanish cavalry, but when they rushed to Commander Murae, they had already left the enemy far away 1,000 meters away.

"Everyone dismounted!" The leading major jumped off the horse first, drove his mount aside, and ordered more than a thousand subordinates behind him: "Pick up the rifle loaded with ammunition on the ground, and use the commander as the core to make infantry cylinder defense!"

The cavalrymen jumped off their horses, picked up rifles and bullets on the ground, and according to the commander's instructions, every two hundred people formed a circular defense area of ​​five rows in front and back. Each defense area was 2 to 3 meters apart and distributed parallelly below the hillside. The officers responsible for issuing the orders still rode high on the horses, waving their sabers to continue issuing various orders in the area.

"Put the bayonets in the first two rows, squat down, and use your body to press against the rifle stock!"

"Standing in place in the back three rows, preparing for shooting, and waiting for the launch order."

"Sniper, targeting the Spanish flag bearer and officer, can fire freely after the cannon fire."

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When all preparations were ready, the Spanish cavalry wearing thick breastplate came late. At 300 meters away from the French cavalry position, Lieutenant Colonel Mira was surprised to find that the French had given up their war horses and went down to the ground to defend infantry. Judging from their extremely skillful formation arrangement, I believe that the cavalry had done a long drill.

Seeing this, Mira immediately became nervous, gradually slowed down her running speed, and panickedly glanced around the surrounding environment, and found that there were dense green trees on both sides. When she thought of the green, Mira immediately understood something. He tied the reins and shouted at the cavalry commander in front and his companions:

"Stop the attack, this is a trap, the French trap, stop the attack!"

However, Mira's warning did not receive the response from most of the Spanish cavalry. The continued shouts covered Lieutenant Colonel Mira's voice. The brave medieval cavalry still maintained a intensive attack on the formation. As for the abnormal actions of the French cavalry, driven by the fanatical victory, they either failed to observe carefully or ignored them. They only thought of destroying the French devils in front of them so as to avenge the souls of thousands of companions at Ass Pass.

At 200 meters away from the French position, the cannons on the opposite hillside spoke first. 20 6-pound cannons ejected grape bullets, and soon after they were out of the barrel, they were dispersed into countless iron beads. With the kind greetings of the god of death, they ran towards the unprepared Spanish cavalry.

"ah!"

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Hundreds of Spanish cavalry rushing to the forefront screamed and landed. Those who died on the spot were lucky, but those injured fell from the horse's back were trampled to death by countless horse hooves that could not stop on their backs.

"Damn it, it's the grape bomb!"

"The French came from behind and we were surrounded!"

"Don't turn your horse's head, continue to charge, maintain the attack formation, rush forward and kill the Frenchman!"

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The Spanish cavalry, who were suddenly attacked by grape bombs, were in chaos. When they found that thousands of French cavalry were detoured from behind from the woods, they were trapped in extreme panic about the siege. In the panic, many cavalry began to turn their horses and try to escape back to the city. This reckless action further hindered the companions who wanted to continue to move forward, and also dispersed the cavalry formation that began to shake, creating a greater degree of chaos. Only under the endless command of the commander and Lieutenant Colonel Mira, 60% of the cavalry were rearranged, and followed the commander and Lieutenant Colonel Mira to rush towards the French infantry defense line without hesitation.

But this was just a futility of suicide. On this short 300-meter position, the terrifying grape bombs caused more than 2,000 cavalry to lose their attack ability and rolled down from their horses. Less than a thousand Spanish cavalry remained, and at a distance of 80 meters from the infantry defense line, they were greeted by rows of death smoke composed of lead bullets. The snipers in the French formation kept aiming at the opponent's flag bearers and officers and carried out cold shooting. Only more than 200 Spanish cavalry could lucky enough to rush to the French infantry.

When they were red with their eyes, they were about to raise their sabers and try to kill the enemy in front of them, the infantry in the two rows of front rows raised the rifle with long bayonets high, and the sharp blade easily pierced the abdomen of the war horses and the throats of the knights.

The battle was a one-sided massacre pattern. When the main French cavalry successfully surrounded the French army from behind, the Spanish collapsed completely. Some of them vaulted in time and dropped their spears and sabers in their hands, raised their hands to surrender; some of them fled around like headless flies, but they didn't run far away and were chopped to the ground by the French cavalry who had caught up with them. The Spanish, who had only less than 800 people, broke through the encirclement of the French army by the subsequent French army, and fled to their own positions with injuries amid the sound of "Ula" from the French who won behind them.

It took only less than 20 minutes from the time the Spanish cavalry left the city and began to pursue the French light cavalry, to the ambush and finally the entire army was destroyed. During the entire time, 2,000 more than 5,000 Spanish cavalry died on the battlefield, and another 2,000 surrendered or were injured and captured.

General Geronemo, who was watching the battle happily, had no blood on his face at this time. He sat on the ground, completely ignoring his identity, and just muttering to himself: "Massacre, this is a massacre, a terrifying devil-like massacre!"

"General, what should I do?"
Chapter completed!