Eagle’s Glory

Urged by Aigron to be so tough that he was almost ruthless, his officers had to cheer up and started a new round of attack on the Mesolonghi Fortress.

Aigron issued strict confidentiality regulations, so only the top military officers knew his real plan, and the lower-level military officers only knew that His Majesty was going to launch an attack of unprecedented scale and win the victory with a bloody battle.

Because they had run into walls in the fortress many times before, their confidence was generally low, and they felt that this attack might return in vain, but His Majesty's orders are orders after all, and they have to be carried out to the end, so even if they don't have confidence in their hearts, they can only do it. You can cheer up and use your own flesh and blood to win the victory for His Majesty.

This is the discipline of the army. No matter how dissatisfied the subordinates are with the orders of the superiors, they only have the right to make suggestions. If the superiors still insist on the original orders after listening to the suggestions, then the subordinates must implement them, even if it costs their own lives—— Without this discipline, an army would not be an army.

Because the offensive deadline was set for tomorrow, and no grace period was allowed, most of these officers could not sleep that night. They mobilized their soldiers, and then mobilized them according to the plan, and the troops scheduled to attack passed one by one. Those crooked ditches were spread out on the forward position.

As time went by, a crack was slowly torn open in the darkness of the night, a white halo gradually appeared in the east, and a new day officially arrived.

Since early in the morning, Aigron has walked out of his tent, and then observed his army through a telescope, and his army, having completed all preparations for the attack at dawn, deployed to the position, looking from the high ground, the trench The space was filled with figures, and their black military uniforms gathered together like black waves, while the reflections of the bayonets on the spear points were shimmering, heralding the arrival of a storm in the near future.

Major Hench, who had always lived reclusively, also deliberately came to his side today. Obviously, the major, like the young man, was very concerned about today's battle situation.

Yes, it was a fateful day in every sense of the word.

The rising sun gradually rose from the mountains to the east, dyeing the sea around the fort red, and allowing the land to receive a steady stream of heat again.

The sunshine bestowed by the sun is gradually scorching the earth, and also scorching the soldiers in the trench. They are gradually heating up, and their breathing is gradually becoming heavy, because they all know that the time for the scheduled general attack is coming.

Aigron also took out his pocket watch and watched the time nervously. He knew that when he dropped the last bets, his fate would also usher in a major turning point.

If he wins today,

Then there is a smooth road ahead for him, he can control the next situation in Greece, and his negotiations with Metternich will be more calm; if he ushers in another setback today, then he has no other tricks but to bring With his discouraged army, he retreated to Nafpaktos in despair. Although it would not be destroyed, the original invincible momentum would also disappear, and his negotiation value would drop a lot.

He couldn't afford such a price—for him, who was poor in resources and could only bluff people with fame, even a single failure would bring him an unbearable loss.

Just imagine, if Napoleon really lost his Battle of Marengo, although he could withdraw to France, would he still have a chance to build his own empire? I am afraid that even the seat of the first ruling will be difficult to secure.

"Your Highness..." Maybe seeing the nervousness and anxiety of the young man at the moment, Major Hench who was next to him suddenly spoke. "Do you remember what I told you that day in the castle?"

Aigron frowned, "Which sentence are you referring to?"

"At that time, I asked you to promise me that once you lose the battle, you will never make a hot-headed move and urge your subordinates to make unnecessary sacrifices because of anger, but follow my suggestion to retreat. At that time, I was of this opinion , now I still have the same thought—Your Highness, since you trust me and keep me by your side, then I ask you to trust me to the end, and let me be responsible for judging the situation for you and deciding the rhythm of the battle."

After Aigron thought about it, he spread his hands regretfully.

"I'm sorry, Major, but I cannot take your advice this time. I will act with my judgment."

"Why?" The major's face changed slightly.

"Since I brought everyone here, it means that I can't bear to return without success, and the real environment does not allow me to return home without a feather. I must win." Egron replied coldly, "Today It’s the day when I give it a go, no matter how much the price I bear, I will stick to it to the end, I don’t need to be stingy with human life, because as long as I win, I can add as much as I want—”

Aigron's words made the major not know what to say for a while.

Although these words sound cruel, he also knows that the situation this young man is facing now does not allow him to be too merciful.

After a while, he reminded again in a low voice. "You have already promised your subordinates that if the battle goes against you and your hopes fail, you will take them back."

"Yes, I didn't deceive them. Today is our last attempt. If our side and the Count of Monte Cristo's side fail, then it means that fate is not on my side. I am willing to swallow the bitter fruit , because all of this is my own responsibility, and I decided to attack here." Egron calmly looked at the trench in the distance, "But, since it is the last time, then I will simply be willful! I will do my best , and I want my subordinates to work hard, anyway, it doesn’t make much difference to me if I lose a little, so I’d rather lose a lot.”

Looking at the young man's murderous expression, the major also knew that it was meaningless to say anything more.

Although after many years in the battlefield, he was already tired of fighting, but he knew that for soldiers, their bounden duty was to become a "price" and be used by their commanders as consumables when necessary.

If their commander-in-chief decides to spend their lives here, it can only be left to him, and he has the right to make such a decision.

"Well, Your Highness, since this is your opinion, I can only follow it. I am only your advisor, and all decisions rest with you, and I will never interfere with your actions." Major Hench finally nodded, "I pray that you are doing well, and that the Count of Monte Cristo will return safely."

He originally admired this young man quite a bit, but after getting along with him for this period of time, he became even more sincerely admiring for His Highness—this kind of admiration did not come from his high military level, but from Although he is only this age, he dares to fight against fate, and he has actually come this far.

The kind of courage to do what you say, and the perseverance to never give up until you reach your goal, are extremely difficult to see among young people today, let alone those princes and grandchildren who have been pampered since childhood?

He was an enemy of Napoleon back then, but he didn't hate that great commander; now, after witnessing what his son did, he believes even more that perhaps the fate of the Bonaparte family did not end with Napoleon's death .

Maybe God really felt sorry for this unlucky kid, so he wanted to make it up by giving him a throne?

Of course, Egron couldn't hear these thoughts in his heart. In fact, all his attention had been focused on the distant battlefield.

Just as their conversation had just ended, the artillery positions that had been silent for a day began to bombard again.

Because of the close proximity, Aigron felt the ground under his feet tremble slightly, and the continuous roar made his eardrums ache a little, and he could no longer hear the words of the people next to him clearly.

In fact, he didn't want to say anything more.

He quietly stared ahead, waiting for that moment to come.

The shelling did not last long, and the defenders, accustomed to recent shelling, did not react.

Next, as if the tide was gushing from the ground, soldiers in black military uniforms rushed out of the trenches everywhere, and rushed towards the bastion along the last open space.

Because Aigron's army has been carrying out small-scale attacks recently, the defenders did not respond at first, but soon someone discovered that the scale of this attack was much larger than before—even larger than the previous one. the previous sum.

Although there was no change on the surface of the opposite fortress, Egron, who was standing on the high ground, felt that the fortress was also suddenly tense.

Aegron's army is located in the east, attacking from east to west, so if they attack them in the morning, they will advance with their backs to the sun. Like the halo.

They were already prepared, and they launched an attack almost simultaneously across the board, with the momentum to swallow the entire fortress in one breath.

Such a huge momentum, such a magnificent momentum, almost captured the momentum of the defenders' front, but after a moment of stupefaction, they also began to fight back under the shouts of the officers.

As has happened many times in the past, when the attacking troops approached the walls and ditches of the bastion, the sound of guns on the walls also rang out. In the dense rain of bullets, someone must have been shot and fell down.

But today is different, the soldiers who launched the charge kept rushing forward amidst the shouts, completely ignoring the fallen robes, and even disregarding their own lives - Egron's death order had already been conveyed to everyone through the senior officers There, today's general attack must be carried out by the entire army, no one is allowed to back down, and anyone who is timid will be severely punished.

They don't know that His Majesty has other plans, they only know that today is the day of the general offensive, and the outcome depends on one action. Therefore, under the military law and the majesty of His Majesty, these officers and soldiers have to use their best strength to fight Order to win the victory for His Majesty.

Because almost the entire army was on the offensive in this attack, fighting was carried out on almost the entire front. In just a short while, a large number of corpses were distributed from between the forward positions, to the open space under the bastion and in the trenches. .

Recently, Aigron's army has been using small-scale feints to consume the spirit of the defenders. As long as they are slightly frustrated, they will retreat directly. The defenders are already used to this kind of routine "attack" and have no fear.

But what they experienced today was such a crazy offensive, they were caught off guard almost immediately, and were quickly rushed to the front of the city wall.

However, they quickly stabilized their position, relying on the low city walls at an angle to keep firing, and then kept harvesting the lives of the attackers.

Because of the footsteps of the attackers and the bombardment of the shells, the smoke and mud were swept into the air, and the muddy smell also scattered, and the pungent smell of gunpowder was also caught in it. The smell of blood mixed together became an indescribable smell, which would linger in the minds of all survivors and become a nightmare for their entire lives.

Along with the pungent smell, the smoke from dust and gunpowder also permeated the trench, and then quickly spread on the wall of the bastion, and then engulfed the walls everywhere.

The continuous shouting almost overwhelmed the roar of the guns, and the red-eyed soldiers ignored their own casualties and desperately climbed along the wall.

Many people fell into the ditch because they were shot while climbing, but a small number of lucky ones rushed to the wall and fought frantically with the oncoming defenders.

In order to expand the troops as much as possible, Aigron's army launched a full-line attack along the front, but after all, there were only a few places that could break through the walls of the bastion, so the soldiers who had spare power quickly gathered in these breakthroughs, constantly taking over Pao Ze, who died in battle, continued to attack.

The black frenzy that was originally flooded by floods gradually converged into several breakthrough points, as if it had encountered a flood from a flood outlet.

At this time, the first wave of troops to attack had already suffered heavy casualties.

While the soldiers of the two sides were fighting, according to the scheduled plan, the second wave of troops had slowly entered the trenches at the front and launched again.

Compared with the previous wave, this time they are much more purposeful. Through the commander's observation on the high ground, several breakthroughs have been identified, so their goal is to continue to attack those locations and continue to expand their own battle results.

Time passed slowly until the scheduled time, and these soldiers charged again under the orders of the officers, so a new group of fresh troops appeared on the smoky battlefield.

With their arrival, the already extremely bloody fight has now reached a fever pitch. The shouts and gunfire continue, as if the Death Orchestra is celebrating and playing.

The fierce battle continued, and Messolonghi seemed to be crumbling, but it still seemed to be as firm as a rock. The balance of the battle began to shake, and perhaps God was also hesitating, which side would bestow the crown of victory.

Aigron remained on the high ground where the camp was located, carefully observing everything in front of him.

The continuous attack had consumed almost all the horses he had at hand, leaving only the last of his guard as a general reserve.

Time passed unconsciously, and it gradually came to dusk.

Under such a fearless impact, Aigron's army finally achieved some results. They destroyed and occupied several bastions at the front of the fortress, and caused a large number of casualties to the enemy.

However, paying such a high price for such a victory is not a good deal, and he can't afford to squander a few lives.

Although the defenders were frightened by the opponent's fearless attack and were exhausted in the fierce battle, they still had confidence.

After many days of fighting, they can also see that the opponent is not much more than themselves, as long as they can stick to the consumption like this, sooner or later they will be able to wait until the moment when the opponent's energy and strength are exhausted.

The sky gradually darkened, and the originally fierce firefight gradually subsided.

Aigron knows that what he can do now has been done, and then it is up to fate to judge-not only judge himself, but also judge that person.