Chapter 305

On August 10 of the Holy Calendar, four newly formed infantry battalions were transported to Yuwei Town, and Paul Grammy also arrived with the troops. The war entered the final decisive battle stage. As the highest military commander of Alda, he did not want to miss the moment of grabbing military merits... no, it was the moment of witnessing the enemy's final wailing.

Before Paul had rested enough in Yuwei Town, he received a battle report from Schroeder from the front line. The Duke's army launched an attack on him with an absolute advantage in strength. The enemy's strength was estimated to be nearly 10,000. The Alda army failed in the battle and has now retreated to a town called Saint Mir to defend.

An army of nearly 10,000 people? Failed in the battle? Paul almost jumped up after reading the report. He was used to the Alda army's continuous victories, and it was a bit unacceptable to hear the word "failure" suddenly.

In addition to two regular infantry battalions, Schroeder's troops also had nearly a thousand militiamen and auxiliary soldiers recruited locally, totaling about 3,000 people. Although Paul was confident that his training and equipment were much better than the other side, the gap in strength was a bit disparate.

Paul wrote back to Schroeder: Hold on and wait for help, he will immediately set off south with four infantry battalions to join him.

So, the more than 2,000 people who had just disembarked began to rush south without much rest.

After two days of rapid march, Paul led his troops to the town of Saint Mir and joined Schroeder's troops.

The old knight said with some shame: "I'm sorry, Lord Earl, it's my improper command that has brought shame to the Alda army."

Paul waved his hand: "It's not your fault, you have too few soldiers."

Even if the battle failed, Schroeder still had 2,500 troops under his command. After finding out that the enemy's strength far exceeded his own, he decisively chose to fight in a way that would preserve his strength as much as possible, waiting for Paul's four infantry battalions to arrive.

The only truly combat-capable soldiers in Schroeder's army were the more than 1,000 soldiers of the second and fourth infantry battalions, and about 1,000 Alda militiamen equipped with spears but with poor defense. As for the auxiliary soldiers recruited locally, it's better not to mention them.

"What is the specific situation of the enemy army?" Paul didn't believe that the current Maltz Kent could train 10,000 soldiers, otherwise there would be no point in fighting.

"According to our observation, there are between 3,000 and 4,000 truly trained soldiers, including nearly 1,000 cavalrymen, and there are about 400 regular knights among these nearly 1,000 cavalrymen."

"Three to four thousand?" Paul crossed his arms and kept comparing the strength of both sides in his head.

So if we only compare the "regular army", the strength of both sides is basically the same now. There are nearly 4,000 people on his side, including the militia. Alda wins in balanced quality and strict discipline, while the other side wins in the highly mobile force of cavalry.

As for the remaining miscellaneous soldiers in the Duke's army, Paul basically did not consider them. After traveling for so long, he knew the level of these temporarily recruited cannon fodders. If he let these miscellaneous soldiers charge together, he would probably be in chaos first.

Paul asked Schroeder for his opinion: "Do you think our current forces can win?"

The old knight confidently replied: "If the other side does not send new reinforcements, there will be absolutely no problem."

Schroeder's confidence is well-founded. In addition to four infantry battalions, the earl also brought 20 rapid-fire cannons, which will definitely give the Duke's army a lot of trouble.

Paul patted a few large wooden boxes and said to his chief of staff with a smile: "In addition to strengthening firepower, material incentives are also indispensable."

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Two days later, the enemy appeared in the south of Saint Mir Town. The Duke's army, which had been repaired, caught up. The Alda army quickly lined up in the south of the town, but there were only two battalions of troops, and the rest of the army was hidden in the town.

"Very good, they don't seem to have added new soldiers." Schroeder held up a telescope and roughly estimated the number of people on the opposite side. After the losses in the previous battles, the enemy's current size is more than 8,000 people.

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"Lord Jaais, I have carefully explored it. There are no ambushes around the town."

A knight ran to Jaais and reported loudly.

Jaais looked at the Arda army in the distance with an uncertain expression on his face. He was very curious why the other side could always find him first. This was the case with Schroeder before. Every time the Arda army appeared in his sight, they were ready to face him. The other side's scouts' eyesight was too good.

Could it be that as his father guessed, Graman also secretly accepted the help of wizards and gained some mysterious power?

No matter what, let's end this difficult opponent here. What reassures him is that the opponent is still the more than 2,000 people who retreated last time.

Jaais ordered the officers around him: "Start the attack according to the previous plan."

The tactic they adopted was to send a wave of cannon fodder soldiers to the front to consume the ammunition of the Arda army, followed by spearmen and archers.

Because the Arda army's flintlock rifles are direct firepower, the cannon fodder provided good cover for the troops behind before they died or ran away. The only thing that could cause a large number of casualties to the troops behind during the attack was the long-range cross-fire of the thunder hammer.

After approaching Arda's infantry line, the cannon fodder had been almost consumed. After the archers carried out fire suppression, the spearmen approached the enemy and started fighting.

During this process, the cavalry cruised around the enemy, on the one hand, causing great psychological pressure on the enemy, and on the other hand, looking for the weak points of the enemy formation and waiting for an opportunity to break through.

Previous battles have proved that this tactic is effective when one side has an advantage in manpower and the other side lacks cavalry.

It seems that it is the first time since the war that the Arda army has been forced to retreat to the rear. Jais doesn't know whether to cry or laugh.

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The sound of cannons rumbled, sometimes it was the sound of muskets shooting, and sometimes it was the sound of close combat. The two armies fought fiercely in the wilderness south of Saint Mir.

The soldiers of the Duke's army attacked the enemy's formation again and again under heavy rewards and severe punishments. The Arda soldiers were greatly encouraged by Paul's personal presence and the military pay that was several times higher than usual, and they repelled the attack again and again.

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Looking at the corpses and wounded soldiers on the ground in front of the battle, Schroeder signaled to Paul: "It's almost done."

Paul nodded heavily, and Schroeder immediately ordered: "Retreat to the town!"

Taking advantage of the fact that the enemy had not yet launched a new attack, the Alda army turned collectively and ran towards the town of Saint Mir.

Jais had already learned of Paul's existence at this time. A knight who was injured and retreated during the charge brought him back the news that the bastard who made the Kent family lose face was just opposite.

This made him more determined to get rid of this army that had the audacity to run to his rear to make trouble. As long as Paul Graman was killed or captured, it would be just a matter of time to wipe out the entire Northwest Bay.

"The enemy retreated! They ran into the town!"

More than one person discovered the movement of the Alda army.

"Quick! Gather all the cavalry and follow me to charge into the town, and the infantry will follow! Jim, lead your people to block the other exits of the town."

Jais made arrangements within a minute. Obviously, the other side could not bear the pressure and retreated. Except for some special cases, pursuing the victory is the golden rule in military affairs.

"Greman, don't even think about running away!"

The rumbling sound of horse hooves sounded in the wilderness, and the black cavalry rushed towards the town of Saint Mi.

Jaais saw that some Alda people tried to pull the thunder hammer back into the town, but after seeing the cavalry's charge, they immediately dropped the thunder hammer and followed the people in front to run into the town. Haha, these cowards.

Come in! Come in!

Jaais whipped his beloved horse and led the cavalry around a corner.

Then he saw the black muzzles, as if emitting endless chill.

Sorry, I worked overtime yesterday...