Looking at the ever-increasing smoke columns and the approaching sound of artillery fire on the front line, Evski was very excited, but also very nervous, as a recruit who was on the battlefield for the first time. It would be a lie to say he was not nervous.

For humans, this is fighting, killing people, and enduring artillery fire!

It's just that despite being excited and nervous, Evski also complained a little. The battlefield he saw was completely different from the scene described by his father Stunaras.

At first glance, it appears that the enemies are arranged in a linear formation, slowly advancing with clear flags held high, which is simply deceiving. The vast battlefield is simply endless, even if you know that the enemy is located under the sound of distant artillery, but on the fifth

The position of the Spartan legion could not be seen at all. Moreover, although there were constant cavalry messengers riding past the legion, these messengers had no intention of staying on their side.

On the contrary, the artillerymen were sitting on the artillery carts and running around the position like they were having fun. By the way, the Prussians in dark military uniforms were also busy. Under the urging of their officers, those guys went from camp to camp.

The right wing went, and then after a while they withdrew from the front line in a very embarrassed manner. It seemed that from the time they entered the battlefield to the present, there were no more than a hundred Prussians who had retreated here to reorganize.

The louder and louder shouts of killing on the right wing made Evski couldn't help but ask the company captain next to him: "Are we defeated by the French on the right wing?"

"Boy, what do you mean we were defeated by the French? Our Fifth Spartan Legion has never moved from the beginning." The company captain slapped Evski on the forehead, "Don't think you are Stuna.

Son of Lars, I don’t dare to hit you.”

"Sir, that kid has an amulet blessed by the son of Caesar of our empire. Does this count as contempt for Shangguan and the royal family?"

"Go away, His Highness's blessing is to prevent this kid from being shot to death by the Gauls' bastards. He didn't say that he can't be kicked by me."

"Quiet! You made a lot of noise before the war. Do you want to be punished corporally?"

The fight that had just been a little rough was quickly suppressed. Now, Evski complained even more about his father. Ever since his father helped him get a blessing, he felt like he was being treated as a joke to the entire legion.

, not to mention being made fun of all day long, some people even nominated him to be the mascot of the entire battalion. Find a hanger and hang him next to the eagle flag, and then share the invulnerability effect with the entire battalion.

people.

"What a troublesome old man!" Evski was very dissatisfied, but he did not dare to spread his dissatisfaction on the imperial family. He glanced at the son of Caesar behind him who stretched out his finger as if to give an order, and then took another look.

With those majestic generals next to him, Evsky thought it would be great if he could be like that in the future. "Maybe with the blessing of His Highness, I can also become a high official."

Even if it was just for a moment, Evsky had already fulfilled his dream of transforming from a soldier to a veteran, and then passed under the Triumphal Column of Constantinople. Then he entered the West Point Military Academy and became a high-ranking official of the empire.

"Fifth Spartan Legion! Romans from the 1st Battalion of the 3rd Infantry Regiment!"

A loud shout woke Evski up, and he saw a cavalryman with a red robe wrapped around his breastplate coming from the front of the battalion.

"Who is that?" The first battalion of the 3rd Infantry Regiment didn't react at once. The messenger?

"Idiot! That's one of the royals!"

A member of the royal family?

I saw that guy grinning a neurotic smile that can only be described as perverted and shouting: Soldiers of the first battalion of the 3rd Infantry Regiment, you are ready to follow me to the front line to slaughter the descendants of Gauls.

Are you ready?"

“Always ready!!!”

Can you go to the battlefield?

Evski was startled and then burst into cheers. However, he still took a step slower, and a deafening sound came out. The battalion captain who had a straight face all day sprayed the flag bearer in front of him on the back of the head.

Drool, yes, the veterans next to them were even more exaggerated. Not only were their necks red, but their eyes were also red, which made Eski gasp.

"All the first battalion of the 3rd Infantry Regiment, fix your bayonets! Change column formation! Then, follow me! Wahahahaha!"

Standing in the back, I heard Maurice cheering. I shook my head at that guy who could only pass geography and history by relying on me and Alexander to hand over cheat sheets. The real Gauls had Caesar kill more than a dozen of them.

Thousands of years later, they were colonized for hundreds of years, and then came Arati, who died too early to die. In a sense, the French people living in France have eaten too much snails and foie gras.

Germanic people are right.

A battalion of the advancing Fifth Spartan Army had not yet entered the battlefield, but it did a good job of stabilizing Prussia, which was prone to collapse on the front line. This was more effective than the officers' threats of death and corporal punishment.

Eugene wondered: "What's going on?"

"If you have experienced the war of restoration with Prussia, you will not be surprised. You must know that the 33rd Spartan Legion has served as a firefighter many times." For one battalion, it can hold down several nearby ones.

I am very satisfied with the phenomenon of the Prussians in the infantry regiment, and the Prussian generals including Schwerin are also happy with this result.

"Now is not the time to be complacent. Now that we have a gap on the right wing, and the French army has gotten in, we can carry out long-range strikes on the flanks and front, and use superior forces to destroy the French army. But if the French army is smart enough, they

They should have realized that they have attracted our attention. Our front and right wing have been restrained by the French army. If the French army wants to completely defeat the right wing, they have to storm Bokenham and disintegrate our temporary construction on the flank.

This line of defense is not impossible for the French. You know, in order to block the French, several infantry regiments we sent up behind got stuck behind the Prince of Dessau, blocking the way to send reinforcements. If

Unable to support the Prince of Dessau, Bokenham will be lost, the front will be lost, and the left and right wings will not be able to hold on for long! By then, we will have more than 10 infantry regiments facing the possibility of collapse!" Constans poured out other words at this time

A person's head is filled with cold water.

As Constans said, I have established a small local advantage on the right wing, but in the overall situation, the French, the French Duke Villeroy, have taken the initiative. As long as they defeat the Prince of Dessau in Bokenham,

We have no other choice but to retreat.

"what to do?"

Seeing Feletelia with worried eyes, I smiled: "Although this is my first time to fight a large-scale legion war, it does not mean that I have nothing to do. You know, our Roman Empire has experienced

A general with great military skills, and I am his apprentice. That old immortal is not on the same level as the so-called Invincible King of Sweden!"

I guess Feletelia didn't know what a military star was, but I reassured her, and she didn't show that overly worried expression anymore.

"I think it is necessary for us to consider the possibility that if we have to choose to retreat, and then the cavalry is out and there is no artillery, we are attacked by the Hessians. If that is the case, the retreat is likely to turn into a rout.

, the losses of the cannon and the baggage will be very heavy." Eugene said at this time, stubbornly, "I think the Duke of Villeroy is probably trying to take advantage of our previous plan."

"Really? But anyway, I have achieved the results I wanted, but in order to avoid accidents, I asked the chasing cavalry behind to increase the scope of the investigation. Count Schwerin, I leave it to you."

"OK."

While we were discussing, accompanied by increasingly intensive artillery fire, the French once again played another trump card that was enough to influence the situation.

Constans shouted anxiously: "The white lion has come out, Nikis, what should we do? The Prussian infantry on Prince Dessau's side was bombarded by such a dense artillery bombardment, coupled with the rush of this infantry regiment, the rout was just

It’s a matter of time!”

Now that the white lions have come out, the French army no longer has any trump cards except for the cavalry that makes me extremely fearful.

"Call Hippias, he will be responsible for coordinating the following offensive. The Mustache Regiment, past the Prussians in front, launched a charge towards the French left wing! The second wave of Saxons, Hessian Infantry Regiment, went to the left wing,

Launch an attack on Bokenham. Remember, don't send it at the first time. It's best to do it when the French army has lost all its energy.

The Fifth Spartan Legion... orders the skirmishers on the front line to charge towards the French flank! Count Schwerin, go and move our thirty cannons on the right wing and the twenty cannons of the Fifth Spartan Legion.

To the left. Cavalry, all move to the left. Then take charge of the flank there, and you have two regiments of Prussian infantry on hand."

It's our turn to fight back!

The intensive sound of horse hooves, trumpets and drums resounded throughout the front line, and soon the Mustache Regiment, which had experienced several battles since the Prussian Restoration War, crossed the front line of the Prussian infantry regiments and launched an attack on the French.

charge.

The French, who were still working hard, were caught off guard, and this surprise soon turned into a complete collapse of the French army in an instant, because when the defense line composed of French soldiers was attacked, the severe situation in the past

The harsh officers suddenly became silent at this moment. Therefore, without the officers' pressure, the French soldiers in line only resisted for a while and then retreated.

Of course, in addition to the lack of officers to suppress them, the combat effectiveness of the Mustache Scum Regiment cannot be ignored. You must know that this is an army composed of scum and beggars, and the personnel composed of white lions are almost the same. Although

The momentum is a bit off, sir.

The attack power is not comparable, but the attack power is also very considerable. Moreover, the French army on the left front is obviously an average army under the Duke of Villeroy. Coupled with the long morale consumption in the front, it is a collision.

It's not a miracle that it collapsed so quickly.

However, even if the French army on the front line on the flank is defeated, if a large enough crack cannot be opened, the Hessian Infantry Regiment and the Saxon Regiment behind, an offensive of more than 10,000 people, can only stare at Bokenham.
Chapter completed!