Chris Varre watched helplessly as the best infantry brigade of the reorganized Xinkendi Legion collapsed, and the soldiers who fled in all directions were killed by rebel riders like children without any power.

Among the "rebel" cavalry who wanted to kill the defeated soldiers, Lieutenant Colonel Varre saw the wounded cavalry officer who destroyed half of his troops.

Luo Song also found the school official with conspicuous clothes in another "pseudo-army" phalanx that had not been destroyed.

In the chaotic battlefield, he saw the rebel cavalry leader who destroyed half of his troops at a glance. Luo Song also found the conspicuous school officer in the undestroyed puppet military formation.

"Here! The United Provinces are there - let me go!" Luo Song was furious and broke free from his subordinates who were trying to force him to retreat. He raised his hand and pointed directly at the artillery school official in the United Provinces uniform: "Go and find the cavalry of Bianjiang County! Let them move closer to us! Go and find Pedofi! Let him drive the enemy soldiers back to me! Come back and rush to the remaining square formation! Go! Go!"

"Senior, Petofi is gone." The answer was very low.

Luo Song briefly lost his mind and immediately pushed the answering man hard: "It's gone! If he is gone, you will go! What are you waiting for? Go!"

The second lieutenant who received the order wiped his tears, raised his hand heavily, and immediately led the two messengers to reorganize the Third and Fourth Cavalry Squadrons.

Luo Song pulled out the dagger, cut off a section from the edge of the ribbon, bandaged the bleeding left eye in three or five seconds, and issued an order constantly: "First, second squadron, gather! Reorganize! Go to Sergeant Feiren, his men with nails and long hammers, first nail the four cannons to death!"

Hearing the order to crunch the cannons, the sergeant showed a hint of hesitation: "Sir, maybe we can use these cannons."

The wound was pulled during the bandage process, and Luo Song let out a depressing roar in pain. He turned his head suddenly and cursed with a ferocious look: "Let you nail it to death! Just go and nail it to me! Can you use the cannon? I can use it? I can't use it, so I can destroy it!"

The soldiers did not dare to say more and set out to pass the order.

Luo Song gasped heavily, pulled the reins and quickly glanced at the battlefield with his still intact right eye.

On the hills, people shouted and horses neighed in chaos.

The brown-clothed soldiers threw away their armor and fled eastward, southward and even westward regardless of their own.

The light cavalry of Leiqun County, who rushed forward, were like herding dogs driving away livestock, trying their best to block the fleeing enemy.

Under the ground, the left wing of the coalition forces fought fiercely again with the right wing of the "pseudo-government army" retreating to the east coast.

Colonel Skur's silver border flag slowly forward, intending to defeat the enemy's right wing remnants in one go.

The two infantry brigades of the "Xinkendi Expeditionary Army" who came from the puppet army to support the right wing have already repelled the Second Infantry Brigade of Leiqun County, which followed the cavalry to cross the river.

After driving the latter back to the West Bank, the two brigades of the Xinkendi dispatched troops did not try to rescue the artillery positions, but rushed straight to the side of the coalition left wing troops.

At the same time, two other infantry brigades of the Xinkendi dispatched army once again launched a fierce attack on Hegu Village.

The bell tower of the Hegu Village church is drowned in the fire, smoke and shouts of killing, like a lonely boat struggling in the stormy waves, which may capsize in the next second.

To the south of Hegu Village, the Baishan County troops were also fighting against the enemy's left-wing army.

However, the smoke from the smoke from the burning houses in Hegu Village hindered Luo Song's gaze, making the captain unable to see clearly the situation of the battle there.

After a long and short wait, confrontation and temptation, this battle, which has not yet been officially named, has begun to become increasingly fierce.

There are bloody battles everywhere, everyone is in it, gunshots, hooves, screams... Countless sounds intertwined, bombarding everyone's eardrums.

The soldiers became numb in the crazy fight, and the world collapsed into weapons in their hands and enemies in front of them.

Punching over, stabbing over, cutting off the neck, and splitting the chest - for ordinary soldiers, perception and reason are luxuries that are not beneficial to survival.

The trumpeter behind Luo Song tried his best to play the assembly trumpet, making his cheeks sore and his throat was inflamed. Only half of the heavy cavalry returned to the team. Other heavy cavalry could no longer hear the order or could no longer understand the order.

Moreover, the special cavalry of the returned heavy cavalry had been broken in the previous charge, leaving only swords in hand.

Luo Song stroked Aima's sweaty neck and turned around and looked at his subordinates.

His subordinates were children of the officer family, retired soldiers re-summoned, and standing military riders who fled back to their hometown... Many of them were unwilling to fight, but they still followed him all the way here and were ready to charge against the enemy again.

"The light cavalry is operating." Luo Song's voice was hoarse and low, and he stated word by word: "Once they drive away the enemy and disrupt the remaining phalanx, we will take advantage of the opportunity to defeat them, then the enemy troops fighting Colonel Skur, and then the enemy troops in the River Valley Village."

The captain took a steel helmet taken from his subordinate's body, buckled it on his head, and pulled down the protective surface: "In the end, we will end all wars and sufferings in the new land."

Meanwhile, on the other end of the Gate, due to the retreat and reorganization of the "rebel" cavalry, the phalanx where Lieutenant Colonel Chris Varre was temporarily separated from the battle.

However, Lieutenant Colonel Vale had no time to breathe, because more and more defeated soldiers who had originally run down the Tugang were driven away by the rebels and turned around and fled to the only remaining parliamentary military formation on the Tugang.

The rebel light cavalry chased and slashed behind the defeated soldiers, while the rebel heavy cavalry was ready to go.

The defeated soldiers running in the front rolled and crawled from under the spear forest toward the human wall. Some veterans grabbed their collars and pulled them behind them.

Under the protection of the square formation, they suddenly felt relieved. Some of them sat on the ground, crying and laughing; some were frightened and twitched constantly as if they had a serious disease, and saliva flowed.

"Don't let them in!" Lieutenant Colonel Varre shouted an order. He walked to the edge of the phalanx, pulled a defeated soldier from the ground, and forced a broken spear to the latter: "Stand up! Get the weapon! Or get out!"

The spearman in the outermost circle received the order from the lieutenant colonel and shook his spear to stop the defeated soldiers. But where could he block it? The defeated soldiers who just wanted to escape into the safe area as soon as possible still squeezed through the gun forest, even if they were cut by the gun blade and bloodied.

Varre made a heart, snatched the mesh gun from the hands of the soldiers beside him, stepped out of the wall, stood between the gun bars and turned his head and ordered: "Murderer! Open fire at all those who are close to the phalanx!"

After saying that, the lieutenant colonel raised the gun slightly and pressed the firing rod in the air.

A cluster of white smoke was sprayed out from between the gun rods, and other musketeers who could shoot followed and fired one after another.

The continuous gunfire and smoke blocked the momentum of the defeated soldiers, and the defeated soldiers who still had a trace of rationality circled around the wings of the formation.

At this moment, Lieutenant Colonel Varé saw the rebel heavy cavalry in the distance activated.

Varre turned around and snatched the military flag from the shoulders of the flag-holder, strode to the southwest corner of the phalanx where the enemy charges, jumped onto the loading cannon, and suddenly inserted the military flag into the cannon stand: "Standing the position! Escape is death!"

Somehow, his roar was louder than the maximum volume that humans could normally make, and even overwhelmed the noise of the battlefield.

Chris Varre stood where everyone could see, facing the rushing enemy cavalry, and facing the faces inside the square.

"We must win here!" Lieutenant Colonel Vale shouted in despair: "Otherwise, all the republics will be dragged into the war!"

...

[Hagia Village]

Lieutenant Woods leaned behind a wall of earthen yard outside the church square and shot at the Great Parliamentary Army that appeared at the end of the road.

After he shot, he handed over the gun and took another gun loaded with ammunition. In the farmhouse beside him, several wounded soldiers whose clothes were not dry were pouring gunpowder into the barrel and stuffing lead.

Woods' clothes were also covered with large pieces of blood, but it was not his blood, but Erno's blood.

The thirty-two-pound solid shell easily collapsed the sheep pen that temporarily acted as a bulge. Woods was stripped out of the gravel and broken wood by his subordinates, and Elno stayed there.

The shelling of the parliamentary forces did not damage the river bank walls seriously, because the eight heavy artillery was not aimed at the short chest wall that Woods temporarily transformed - they were aiming at the slope itself.

The soil slope between the highlands and the river beach where the River Valley Village is located is steep and gentle. In the previous reinforcement work, Colonel Geisa Adonis personally led his men to dig the bottom of the soil slope. While taking mud to cover the wall, he raced against time to turn the gentle slope into a steep slope, and the steep slope became a steep slope that was more difficult to climb.

But under the bombardment of heavy artillery, all their efforts were in vain.

The shells shot from the soil hills on the other side directly collapsed the steepest river bank, and the collapsed soil and gravel formed several gentle ramps that led to the highlands from the river beach.

The defenders' terrain advantage disappeared. The soldiers of Xinkendi, which launched the third attack, rushed to the high ground, shouting and expelled the defenders from the chest wall along the river.

This time, no cavalry could come to support, because all the cavalry of the coalition forces had already entered the battle.

However, the Xinkendi dispatched troops, who suffered a great loss, became overly cautious. The sword and shield hands that had first arrived did not rashly enter the village, but only occupied the chest walls and farmhouses along the river.

Once the defenders were confirmed to be repelled, the officers of the dispatched troops in Xinkendi ordered the musketeers and reserve troops who were left on the east bank to cross the river, and ordered the troops to climb first to expand the gentle slope caused by artillery bombardment.

After a while, Woods gave precious time to reorganize the defense.

He lit the farmhouses and slab sheds on the periphery of the church, and continued to delay the enemy with the fire; he overturned the carriages, chiseled walls and sealed the roads, piled up furniture, hay and carcasses of war horses into piles, turning the church and the surrounding square into a temporary fortress.

The village was burning with smoke covering the sky. Woods leaned against the courtyard wall, aimed at the shadowy enemy at the end of the dirt road, and steadily pulled down the firing pole.

The figure in the distance pounced on him, but one fell down and the new one was filled up, as if endless enemies were hiding behind the smoke screen.

But Woods doesn't care about that much, just aim, shoot, pick up another messenger, aim again, and shoot again.

The parliamentary army, which had established a solid "bridgehead", began to try to attack the church square. However, the fire was too big, and they had to take a detour from both east and west.

This was exactly what Woods thought, and the lieutenant sent the musketeers behind every house and every courtyard wall, blocking the enemy layer by layer, making it difficult for the council commanders to figure out how many troops were guarding this high ground for a while.

But River Valley Village is too small, too small, and no matter how Lieutenant Woods displays his talents, he will only delay the loss of time.

The officers of the Xinkendi dispatched troops who had been sneered quickly quickly savored the taste and no longer sent musketeers to suppress and test them slowly, but directly sent troops to launch a white-blade charge towards the houses that were spitting out flames and the walls.

During the melee, the houses and courtyards were cleaned up one by one by the New Reclamation Expeditionary Force. Woods led the soldiers who were still able to fight to retreat to the Church Square.

The situation was extremely critical. When Woods returned to the church, he met Colonel Bode who had not left the top floor of the clock tower.

But Colonel Bode spoke first when the conversation between the two was about.

The colonel saw the blood on the lieutenant's clothes and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you injured? Lieutenant."

"Report to sir, no." Woods replied concisely: "This is the blood shed by someone else for me."

Colonel Bode sighed softly.

"Please evacuate as soon as possible." Woods hoarsely voiced and said the status quo: "It is only a matter of time before the village is lost. The ammunition has been exhausted, most of the soldiers are injured, and their weapons are lost. The enemy rushed and attacked, probably because they wanted to encircle us. Before they could join the siege, I will send someone to escort you to Colonel Geisa."

Colonel Bode did not comment: "I evacuate, where are you?"

"I'll stay here." Woods calmly replied: "Create as much as possible to the enemy."

Colonel Bode stared at Lieutenant Woods, and from the lieutenant he saw something new, something... something that he had never seen in the lieutenant:

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The thick smoke from the burning of the house blocked the view on the bell tower. The colonel stared out the window as if he could see the two armies fighting fiercely in the distance through the smoke.

"I will not evacuate, Lieutenant." Colonel Bode turned to look at Lieutenant Woods: "At the same time, I order you to stay here as long as possible until the last one."

"Yes." Woods raised his hand to salute, but restrainedly raised his objection: "But allow me to remind you, Colonel, you are putting the entire army under unnecessary risks. Your decision now may lead to the failure of the entire battle."

Colonel Bode was unmoved. He smoothed his gray hair and said calmly: "It's okay, lieutenant, it doesn't matter if you lose this battle. The point is to fight until the last moment."

As soon as this said, Woods, who had accepted the order from the last man without hesitation, couldn't help but feel a little confused: "I...I don't understand, what did you say?"

"From the moment I sent Geisa Adonis to attack, our mission is no longer to win this battle." Colonel Bode's voice was cold and he laughed contemptuously: "Sanel is a not simple guy. I still can't think of what his backup plan is. But I guess he must be sure to win before he dares to take the initiative to fight us."

Lieutenant Woods listened carefully without saying a word.

Captain Bode stood in front of the window, overlooking the battlefield that carries the life and death of millions of people. A fearless force erupted from his broken and thin body: "But no matter how much preparation he is, no matter how many tricks he has, he can win this battle, and I want him to lose the next battle."
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