She Is Not a Witch Chapter 192: Unstoppable battle

"Ready to charge! Sword out of the sheath! Small steps forward!"

On the ground where the spring snow melted, cavalrymen in short cloaks and breastplates began to advance. At first, they advanced in small steps, like undulating waves.

The horse neighs, its smooth fur reflects undulating oily light in the afternoon sun, and the breastplate made of fine steel is like a polished mirror, reflecting bursts of white light in the field of vision.

"Raise the gun and aim."

On the other side of the horizon, soldiers in various clothes were uniform. Under the command of the commander, they also raised their muskets and nervously aimed at the cavalry in the distance.

The officer did not order to fire, because the shooting accuracy at this distance is very low, and it is really useless, and if the effect is extremely poor, it will cause a severe blow to the morale of one's own side.

These newly trained soldiers are not veterans who have experienced the battlefield. Many of them are even fighting for the first time. Their psychological quality is not high. If they are hit at the beginning, they may cause collapse and escape. they try to avoid.

However, it is not an option to continue like this. The few officers wearing the Dryerwood badge were depressed, staring closely at the approaching cavalry on the opposite side.

"Go fast!"

When the distance was about 150 yards, the commander on the opposite side ordered again, and the cavalry began to accelerate, the sound of horseshoes gradually increased, and the ground began to tremble. The turbulent momentum made many soldiers nervous and their wrists trembled.

The time passed quickly, and when it was only 70 yards away, the commander accompanying the army on the opposite side gave another order.

"Charge!"

The passionate horn blew in the army, and the cavalry also urged the speed to the extreme. one slice. The turbulent magic power erupted at this moment, layer after layer of light golden shimmer covered the body and the horse, brilliant and violent.

"Fire! Fire!"

Facing the sudden explosion of air waves and military formations, the tense nerves of our own officers finally reached the critical point, and they gave orders in a hurry. .

Continuous gunshots erupted on the front line, and the thick green smoke even briefly blocked the line of sight. The dense bullets instantly crushed the cavalry in the front row, spewing out patches of blood.

These cavalry advancing at high speed overturned and fell to the ground in an instant, and then were submerged by the tide-like teammates behind them, like a small splash in the sea.

Then, before the soldiers on the front line reloaded and fired a second shot, the cavalry had already been killed.

The sharp saber turned into a life-threatening blade in the high-speed charge, and it cut open the soldiers on the opposite side with just a simple swing. Break open and break into sections.

The cavalry who entered the infantry line continued to move forward, waving the saber in their hands again and again, bringing up countless blood, and those soldiers who resisted were drowned in this turbulent charge like riding a wall, no matter how strong they were.

After the battle, a few crows fell from the sky, looked at the ground covered with blood and corpses, uttered a few chirps, and landed on the shoulder of an inspecting imperial commander.

He was riding a brown-red war horse, followed by several black-clothed sergeants, overlooking the messy flags, muskets, and corpses on the ground, his eyes swept slowly, and then stood still, his body The shape is shrouded in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"It's very organized, but not enough." He simply commented on these enemies.

"Now is not the kind of world that can be changed with a single passion, and the empire will no longer be what it used to be." He took off his hat, bowed his head and saluted, then put it on again, and rode his horse Leave this land.

After experiencing rapid expansion in the early stage, the 'Dryer Wood' organization also faced severe challenges.

After receiving the mobilization order from the Prince Regent, about 20 legions directly under the royal family began to gather. There were about 200,000 of them, and they were all well-trained. They were not comparable to those weak and scattered local guards.

The formation shooting tactics of the 'Dryer Wood' in the early days were quickly learned and deciphered by the opponent.

The cavalry of the empire also played an important role in the battle, which dealt a heavy blow to the uprising 'Dryswood' organization.

These cavalry regiments harassed and attacked the supplies and weak troops. They charged in groups and directly broke through the infantry's line. The large-scale massacre caused the 'Dryer Wood' organization, which lacked horses and cavalry, to fall into various difficulties. .

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The Earl of Welany, or should it be called Welany County now.

This is the core and command center of the 'Fairywood' organization. A large number of workshops and weapon manufacturing factories are also gathered here. Even if the temperature is cold just after the early spring, the place is still boiling and warm, and the roar of various machines can be heard endlessly .

White steam and black smoke floated on the factory building, racks of equipment were turned over and over again, while workers beside the machines were quickly processing and assembling parts one by one, and then put them on the conveyor belt.

They may not have much salary and very good treatment, but no one complains at this moment, because everyone understands what their mission and task are at this moment.

Many young people from other places and distant places also gathered here. They hungrily learned all kinds of practical knowledge while looking at the rough blackboard that would paint the walls black in the simple house.

A non-commissioned officer who has been rotated from the front line keeps holding chalk and sketching on the wall, quickly writing down how to deal with the enemy, how to use tactics, and various points to pay attention to during the march, teaching these things in exchange for life. valuable knowledge to come.

They may not survive the next battle, but these experiences will be passed down from generation to generation and accepted by future generations.

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"The above ~IndoMTL.com~ is what I have experienced, and how I think about it." When the class was over, the parched noncommissioned officer finally stopped talking.

He has a long and thin scar on his neck and shoulders, and he is missing a few fingers on one hand. When he speaks, he can clearly feel that his knowledge is not high, and many of his words are not accurate. With a strong regional accent.

"Although I teach you, you must go beyond my knowledge and experience to come up with better tactics and coping strategies."

"I have not received much education since I was a child, and I have suffered a lot in life, but I don't want this situation to continue forever."

"The future depends on you." He took off his hat and bowed to his students in a different gesture.

In the silent classroom, violent applause erupted suddenly, and many people even shed tears quietly, watching the officer who was on rotation to teach limping out of the house.

The battle is still not over, and both sides will continue to learn and grow in the process of competition until the more advanced and outstanding side completely overwhelms the other.