Episode 176 Krafte War – City of Fire (7)
The Krafte army began an all-out attack as soon as morning came.
“It’s time.”
“ancient! “All artillery units begin shelling!”
The gunfire that explodes in succession according to the king’s command covers the battlefield like the magnificent sound of a brass instrument.
“Issue an order to advance to all vanguard regiments!”
“All units begin to advance!”
The colorful uniforms of the line infantrymen became worn and dirty due to the long street fighting that took place over several days in a city full of obstacles and all kinds of debris.
The Kraftegun’s unique black color made the Great King think that they were string instruments that had been used well in the hands of the player and had an antique taste.
The heavy sound of the footsteps of soldiers moving in perfect order is like the melody of a double bass.
The barrage of muskets fired in unison is played by a cello.
The soldiers’ struggle to load their guns before the enemy fires is like that of a viola that can only be appreciated by listening carefully.
And –
the sounds of soldiers filling the battlefield.
“For Krafte!”
“Long live your Majesty!”
Loyalty to one’s country and the courage to seek glory.
“Hahaha!”
“Armin! Damn you guys!”
“Shoot it! “Kill them all!”
Seething hostility, burning with hatred and revenge.
Despite all the training and discipline, it is eventually revealed.
“My legs hurt, my legs… I don’t want to die.”
Even fear and weakness.
All of it is as beautiful, delicate, and colorful as the orchestra’s leading piano and violin concertos.
Where else can you hear such a harmonious melody?
Where else could such dissonance be created?
Battlefield.
This place is heaven.
This place is hell.
This is a scene of destruction that captures the essence of humanity.
This is what human beings are all about.
The great king admired the tribulation he had caused, then turned his back to face the generals who were looking at him.
The enemy has no shortage of opponents for the revolutionary army.
no. This is a lost battlefield and a lost battle.
The remaining cards are limited, and no matter who looks at them, Krafte’s army is at a disadvantage.
Nevertheless, the Great King raised his baton without wavering.
“Then let’s begin.”
Even if the content of the performance is not what they expected.
It would be disrespectful to the audience to just turn your back on such a beautiful and sublime stage.
“Jim will also do his best. So, squeeze out all the power you can.”
Then, the melody that will be played on this battlefield will be remembered forever as a beauty and ugliness that will never be seen before in this world.
“I accept Your Majesty’s orders!”
* * *
“Wow!”
“Martin!”
“Ahhhhhh-!”
We’ve been fighting for several days already.
Although they were rotated from time to time to allow them to rest, the faces of the soldiers were full of fatigue as they continued to engage in constant combat in the city while being isolated by the enemy.
Even Louis Desget, the commander of the Northern Army, personally drew his sword and went to the western front line to watch the battle unfold with his own eyes and lead the battle.
“Your Excellency Commander! This is General Nikola’s report! “The northern defense line is being pushed back!”
“Aren’t these guys even tired?”
Louis Desget laughed.
Since the battle is not over, we haven’t even been able to count it yet, but the number of casualties for the revolutionary army alone has already exceeded five figures.
It was an extremely fortified, large-scale urban battle, so even the Krafte army would have suffered similar losses.
Nevertheless, it has been pushed back and is already the fourth line of defense.
The center of the city, where the Marquis de Lafayette’s command center, the last reserve unit, and the treatment center are located, is the fifth and final line of defense, so there is no place to retreat anymore.
Nicola, you are too brave to report exaggerated situations.
“After this, there are no more reserves left. Nikola: Tell your general to maintain the defensive line as much as possible. “To His Excellency the Marquis of Lafayette-”
DeJay’s words were cut off by the sound of something flying.
“Be careful, Commander!”
Louis Desget quickly threw his body and fell down, and soon a loud explosion broke out not far away and he was covered in dust.
“Kolok kolok hu. “Seeing that you’re fine, I’m lucky today too.”
Louis Desgets got up, roughly brushed off the dust from his clothes, and opened his mouth again.
“I received reinforcements from His Excellency the Marquis of Lafayette-”
And the messenger who had been talking to him just now stopped when he saw his body covered in fragments and bleeding.
“…I left without even feeling sick.”
Louis Dezey took a deep sigh and spoke to the officer who hurriedly rushed over and was shaking the dust off his clothes.
“Send a messenger to your general. I will send you reinforcements from the Marquis de Lafayette, so hold out a little longer. “The Marquis de Lafayette… I will write it myself.”
“I understand, Commander!”
“If you hold on, something will work out. If you hold on.”
The Marquis de Lafayette said so.
Louis Desgett also thinks so.
Their ammunition quantity is clearly more limited than theirs.
Since they are in the position of launching an offensive while overcoming obstacles, it is normal for them to tire much faster.
So, as long as you hold on, you can somehow win.
The moment I thought that, the sporadic gunfire stopped like a lie.
“uh? what?”
“Commander, they have stopped their offensive! “Are you trying to rest?”
No, that can’t be true. They have already suffered serious losses.
If you feel like you’re going to retreat after being stabbed this much, you should have retreated a long time ago.
Are we running low on ammo?
No, that doesn’t make sense either. If you were low on ammo, wouldn’t you have noticed it overnight?
If that’s the case, they shouldn’t have gone on the offensive today in the first place –
at that moment.
“For Krafte!”
“Glory to Your Majesty!”
The Krafte army that had been hiding behind cover came out screaming in unison.
The sight of the flashing bayonets at the end of all of their guns, scattering an eerie light, sent a chill down Louis Desget’s spine.
“Huh huh!”
“Crazy guys!”
Do you engage in hand-to-hand combat in a street fight just because you’re out of ammo?
Are we all going to die together?
“All of them! Prepare for hand-to-hand combat!”
Starting with a scream-like cry, screams and shouts covered the battlefield.
* * *
“Yaaah-!”
“Keuok kkeok….”
He kicks the charging enemy and knocks him down with his bayonet.
“Ugh-!”
A sudden shout came from the side, and he tried to urgently pull out his bayonet, but the soldier stabbed him so hard that the soldier who did not fall out was stabbed by the bayonet and fell to the ground.
“Aaaah!”
“Die, you son of a bitch! die!”
The so-called gentlemanly battlefield, which reduced the sense of slaughter by inflicting death on the enemy with a light pull of the trigger, clearly revealed the violence it still contained as soon as close combat began.
“Oh no no! help me! “Save me… kerrrruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuch…!”
“Die, die, die, die!”
A soldier who tries his best to block the bayonet, and a soldier who stabs him and ultimately kills him.
Ironically, the Krafte army, which seemed to have perfect discipline, revealed its humanity only when it entered into close combat and began pouring out hostility and hatred towards each other.
And that is even more terrifying.
“Whoops….”
Louis Dakiten was breathing heavily in the midst of the chaos and chaos.
“For Krafte!”
“Ugh-!”
Without realizing it, Lewis poured magical energy into the bloodshot eyes of Krafte, who was charging at him with his bayonet pointed out.
Soon, lightning struck the sky and the soldier who was running towards him twitched and convulsed before falling down.
Leaving a smell like burning meat.
“Ugh…”
Lewis tried to come to his senses.
There is no Leon Durand to protect him.
…What is he doing now?
Did you take advantage of this chaos to run away?
“die!”
“Uh-”
Bang!
The moment Lewis unconsciously turned his head, a gunshot erupted and Krafte, who was running towards him, fell down with blood spurting from his head.
“What is the wizard doing here, Lieutenant Aquitaine!”
“Major Darby.”
“Follow me! “There is nothing more a wizard can do in hand-to-hand combat!”
“Yaaaaaaah!”
Giselle Darby was shouting as she reloaded her pistol, but when another Krafte soldier rushed at her, she threw the pistol in his face and pulled out her sword.
“Oh, I understand!”
Louise started running after Giselle Darby.
Screams and shouts erupt from all directions, and although there must have been more revolutionary troops, one gets the illusion that the Krafte army has more troops.
“We’re being pushed back, Major Darby!”
“I know it when I see it!”
Although the revolutionary army’s morale is high, it cannot match the Krafte army in terms of discipline and training.
It may be okay if it is a shooting battle with obstacles, but if it is a close combat at close range, it is natural that ordinary soldiers of the revolutionary army will not be able to defeat them.
“Can we just retreat from the front line like this? What are the countermeasures?”
“That’s-”
Giselle was about to answer when she struck down the bayonet fired by Krafte, who jumped out from the side, with her sword and kicked him, knocking him down.
Giselle grabbed the hand of Louis, who had stopped.
“Why are you so dazed? Run!”
“Oh, I understand!”
How long did it run?
Before we knew it, the noise of the close combat faded away and we soon arrived at the command center.
It was Damien de Mirbeau’s roar that greeted Giselle and Louise, who were breathing heavily.
“It’s late Dabi!”
“Wow, I’m sorry, Your Excellency the Count. “It would have been faster if His Excellency Heo Eok had come!”
“Hmm, someone will take charge if I’m away!” Oh, not this one. Hey Lieutenant Dakiten!”
“Yes old!”
“It’s your turn. “You remember what you heard before the operation began, right?”
“yes? Oh yes!”
Lewis suddenly came to his senses.
I was so distraught about Leon Durand that I almost forgot about it, but he definitely had a role to play.
“Hmm, is this master our guide? “It looks very untrustworthy.”
Lewis was startled and embarrassed when he suddenly saw a huge, one-eyed orc coming up next to him.
“Uh, uh…”
Fortunately, someone came out to save Lewis from his embarrassment.
“I am the master of the Aquitaine family, Karok.”
When Shandra interjected with a grin, Karok looked surprised and then lowered his head.
“Ah, the king’s brother’s lover. Excuse me. “It’s called Karok.”
When Lewis was a little relieved by the surprisingly polite words of the orc, Karok asked with his only eye shining.
“then. “Do you need some time to prepare, wizard?”
Lewis swallowed dryly.
In this battle, for the first time, there was a mission that only he was asked to do.
Above all, it is something that only he can do.
He erased Leon Durand Gilles de Lionel from his mind and answered firmly.
“Let’s go right now.”
Karok responded with a grin.
“Hmm, those are quite the eyes of a warrior. “We will trust you, so please lead our brothers.”
* * *
Street fighting.
Due to its nature, the advance path is inevitably limited by buildings and obstacles, and a power struggle occurs back and forth.
Due to the nature of the musket, which takes time to reload, it is difficult to avoid close combat if the enemy decides to charge, and if you enter close combat in this environment, victory or defeat is determined by pure strength and eliteness.
Because it is impossible to mobilize variables such as a side attack.
However, if you face that great king, you can only win if you break common sense.
“You’re here.”
I looked at Karok, the Iberica Brotherhood army led by Shandra, and Luis.
“Are you ready, Lieutenant Aquitaine?”
“Yes, Marquis.”
“Okay, let’s start.”
Lewis took a deep breath and began drawing a magic circle on the ground.
While waiting patiently, Lewis completes the magic circle and injects magic power into it, and it glows blue.
Looking at this, I am reminded of the Storm Witch who drew a magic circle in the air and casted a great spell…
Of course, Lewis cannot cause such a natural disaster.
But still, there are miracles that are possible because you are a wizard.
“Okay, the artillery is ready to fire.”
“Old artillery ready to fire!”
Except for some of the guns we fired and discarded with shotgun shells in the beginning, we collected a set of direct-fire guns that could not be used in the ongoing urban warfare.
They reload in unison – they
aim not at the road, but at the space filled with mansions and rubble.
The houses look fine on the outside, but they are actually half-destroyed.
“launch!”
“Fire!”
Earth-shaking gunfire erupted, and the flimsy wreckage and half-destroyed houses began to collapse under the barrage of artillery fire.
“Lieutenant Aquitaine.”
And at that moment, as the fierce wind from Lewis’s magic circle blows – all the piles of rubble that would have originally fallen and formed a path for the army to pass through are blown away by the wind.
“…I heard it works in theory, but it’s amazing.”
Amid the artillery fire and fierce winds, a road that was not supposed to exist in the first place suddenly appeared.
“Then please do me a favor.”
After hearing what I said, Karok nodded, took a deep breath, and shouted.
“…Brothers of the King!”
If they had been deployed during the push and pull, those who were experts in close combat would have simply been killed by Krafte’s overwhelming firepower.
“Al-ardho-”
“Akbar!!”
The orcs shouted in unison and began running furiously.
The elite and well-trained Krafte army overwhelms the revolutionary army in close combat.
But that’s just a story between humans.
Even if it were a knight, humans couldn’t defeat orcs due to their individual strength.
They engaged in hand-to-hand combat, pushing us and digging in deep.
Here, what would the Krafte army look like if their flanks, stretched out along an advance path that would be impossible to even imagine their existence, are struck by the fighting race of Orcs?
