I Will Be The Crowned King

"boom--!!!!"

The dazzling flames bloomed from the muzzle of the gun, spewing thousands of tiny lead bullets that were burning with flames, rushing towards the torrent of iron cavalry that was oncoming.

At that moment, a thick white fog and a scream that was enough to make the soul tremble appeared at the same time.

Despite the smoke of gunpowder, the coalition soldiers holding the front row of the rifle station could still see the tragic defeat of the imperial cavalry's attack - the tiny lead bullets fell into the pool like red-hot iron, tearing the thick military uniform with ease. ; the sturdy helmet and breastplate at this moment seem to be made of finely brittle glass.

Even because of the roar of guns, most of them were already half-deaf, and the scene of screaming and wailing on the other side was more like slow motion, suffocating.

The flesh, bones, and organs touched by lead bullets melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and translucent steam and burning ashes rose together.

The horses were neighing, the knights were screaming, and then they were ignited in the sudden fire, melted, and torn apart... The broken limbs wrapped in the swollen blood plasma splashed into the sky in the direction of the gunfire.

Twelve 12-pound cannons, each with a base of shotguns, shrapnel and blasters...that's Anson's last trump card.

If the final blocking battle does not go well, or if the Imperial Expeditionary Force still has some incredible cards to make a temporary comeback, these artillery pieces are all hope for the coalition forces to retreat safely.

But now there is obviously no need to leave any backhands... Clear the gun chamber, load the ammunition, lock the gun door, aim and shoot, under the huge pressure that is about to be submerged by the cavalry torrent, the Storm Division artillery burst into a huge potential, realizing four in one minute. Good results for even the cannons.

In the choking gunpowder, the fire that tore everything is burning and burning, and the overwhelming lead bullets are framed between the blasting bombs that burst into flames, traversing most of the frontier positions; the golden red fire is like a torrent. Destroy all struggling flesh and blood in rows and rows.

But in this boiling blood and fire, the roar of the iron cavalry did not stop.

The gravel and dust covered the ground beneath the coalition troops still did not stop shaking.

How...how did they do it?

How to do it? !

"The Expeditionary Force - Forward and Forward!!!!"

At the forefront of the iron cavalry torrent, the irritable old man who shouted loudly held the flag of the iris flower, and the pale red brilliance was looming around him.

As a notorious commander-in-chief, a relic of a previous era, many people remember Kaspar Herrede's titles as "The Butcher" and "The Executioner", but often forget why he was able to live with these infamy Now.

It's very simple, because he is a gifted person, a gifted person with the power of the "Dragon Knight" bloodline.

And as a "villain" who often needs to do the dirty work and be delegated to die, his abilities... just couldn't be more perfect.

So the coalition forces saw such a scene: the lead bullets, which were dense enough to be comparable to violent storms, seemed to have eyes, and while constantly tearing the two-winged cavalry of the conical array into meat sauce, they all passed around Casper.

Only a very few people with excellent eyesight, or those who also inherited the power of blood, can notice the faint red light around Kasper... All explosions and shocks were severely weakened by the red light before they touched him. , the remaining bits were smashed by the saber in the old man's hand.

It seemed that they were frightened by the scene in front of them. The pale-faced coalition soldiers stared blankly at the sea of ​​fire that was constantly flowing with blood, and the figure that split the sea of ​​fire.

Until he was completely awakened by a heart-piercing roar.

"Cavalry, Soldier, Coming, Attack——!!!"

The roaring Anson rushed to the front row, snatched the flag from the overwhelmed officer, pulled out Leopold with his left hand, and pulled the trigger in the face of the imperial cavalry crossing the sea of ​​fire.

"boom--!!!!"

In the loud volley of fire, the imperial cavalry splitting the sea of ​​​​fire formed an incomparably slender cone array, like a steam train whistle blowing over most of the position, and collided with the bayonet wall of the coalition forces.

The face-to-face, head-to-head impact made the linear array that was originally at least "indestructible" instantly shake, like a sponge, constantly denting inward.

It seems that as long as you exert a little force, the entire line of defense will instantly collapse and be torn apart!

But...the line of defense did not collapse.

Although there was a little panic, but relying on the absolutely sufficient thickness of the front and the disparity of troops; ten minutes later, the coalition forces, which were almost crushed by one side, gradually stabilized their positions, and tried to counterattack in the retreat.

After the killing sound of the Imperial cavalry completed the first round of charge, it also lost the invincible speed bonus in the chaotic battle, and began to fall into a dogfight, surrounded by the coalition soldiers who were constantly trying to pounce.

Of course, with the combat effectiveness of the imperial cuirassiers, this can only be regarded as a small scene; for the direct descendants of these "armored knights", being in the enemy's line is the norm, and they are born to be surrounded~www.wuxiaspot.com ~ But the problem is that the most elite cuirassiers have been almost exhausted in the previous battle, and the main force that the expedition relies on to break through has become the more mobile hussars responsible for bypassing and harassing the flanks.

This kind of light cavalry, armed only with revolvers and sabres and without any protection, even with the blessing of speed and training, and the constant reinforcements of friendly infantry, it is impossible to overwhelm the densely formed linear phalanx. .

In the center of the chaotic front, the cavalry who were screaming and fighting were constantly falling from their horses with stray bullets and bayonets.

As the coalition forces began to gain a firm footing, fewer and fewer knights continued to charge behind Kaspar Herrid. The originally turbulent torrent of cavalry was divided by layers of spongy infantry lines. surrounded by strands.

In less than forty minutes at such a rhythm, Kaspar Herrede's charge of all the remaining cavalry and reserves will end in failure.

……That is impossible.

Of course, he knew that the light cavalry alone would not be able to break through the enemy's line, even if the opponent was the Han Tu people who were stinky fish and rotten shrimp.

So his real target is the Clovis mercenaries.

To be more precise, it was the commander of the "Gray Shirts" on the opposite side, Anson Bach.

The gray-shirt army composed of 5,000 Clovis people was the only reason why the gang of offal on the opposite side could spare no effort in the expeditionary army, and persisted until now after the general attack on all fronts.

As long as the commander-in-chief of the Grey Shirts is killed, according to Casper's understanding, the "sincerely united" group of Clovis and Han soil scum will split and mutiny in an instant, turning into a mass of loose sand!

And I've found you, chop.

Casper, who was rushing forward, showed a chilling smile on his face.