MTL - I Will Be The Crowned King-Chapter 44 1 All tactics are decapitation

"boom!"

The moment he pulled the trigger, the shock from his shoulder made Anson pause for a moment; a buckshot almost flew out against his cheek, blasting a burst point on the city wall.

With a calm demeanor, An Sen looked at the figure falling from the city wall on the opposite side, skillfully pulled the gun open, repeated the action of loading the bullet into the chamber, and began to aim at the next target he "sees" in his mind.

It was only at this moment that he really felt how much the effect of becoming a conjurer had on him.

The first, most intuitive and most obvious is your own reaction speed - as long as you can detect and notice something at the first time, your body can respond quickly, adjust to a state of full attention at the first time, and devote yourself to it. .

Just like at this moment, he can use the "picture" in his mind, the expressions of the surrounding enemies, the direction in which the rifle is aimed, and even something that he can't see at all. Judgment should be "who kills first".

What I want to describe is something that is somewhat similar to "intuition", but is completely different. What it is remains to be discovered.

The second point is the sense of distance.

The ability of the conjurer is to "deny and tamper with reality". The shortcoming is that this ability has a limited range, but this "shortcoming" gives him an excellent sense of distance - within a radius of 20 meters, sure The precise distance between any object around you and yourself!

And when this ability is combined with the effect of the "ability" he obtained through transmigration, it is what happened at that moment - on the premise of firing at the same time, only a small range of dodge can be used to avoid the fatal shot and hit at the same time. opponent.

"boom!"

Another shot, the ammunition holding the shrapnel was hit by the buckshot in the neck, and the blood-guzzling guy staggered beside the parapet, and fell off the city wall along with the cannonball in his arms.

After a few seconds, the entire section of the city wall trembled with a sudden loud noise.

"Boom-!!"

The sudden roar was like some kind of signal; the soldiers of the levies and the empire on the city wall roared, thrusting their bayonets and charging at each other.

"Charge! Charge! Charge! For Clovis' glory—!"

"For His Majesty the Emperor, stop them—!"

With a roar, the imperial soldiers almost frantically launched a counterattack against the levy soldiers who rushed to the city wall. Again and again, the messy bayonet wall and the corpses that were left in front of the platoon of guns were repelled again.

Relying on a small number of veterans and Ansen's "ability", the first corps that rushed to the city wall was finally not defeated by the counterattack of the imperial defenders, but gradually gained a firm footing, and even pushed forward against the enemy's counterattack. .

"and then?!"

With a hoarse voice, Carl Bain roared at Anson, "We listen to you lunatic, go to the city wall and grab the fort with the scumbags of the Empire, and now you're about to be surrounded!"

"In less than ten minutes, they will find that there are only two or three hundred people on our side at most, and three or four rounds of light artillery can blast all of us to nothing. What should we do now?!"

"Adjutant Carl, I think you need to calm down first." Anson comforted.

"I can't calm down, and I'm not your adjutant!"

"Then pretend to be calm first!"

With a smiling face, An Sen looked at Carl with a very serious look: "Then along the city wall, look to your left!"

Karl, who resisted the urge to curse, raised his head and looked blankly at the chaotic fortress battlefield on his left:

"...My commander-in-chief, can you be more specific?"

"Okay, let's put it another way - tell me, what's the easiest and fastest way to defeat an imperial army?"

"Kill their commander, this fool knows..."

Carl, who blurted out, instantly showed a look of horror on his face: "Don't you want to kill the fortress commander?!"

"Otherwise, what else could it be?"

With the corners of his mouth raised, Anson, who tightened the bolt, aimed at the gunner on the opposite side, and pulled the trigger by feel.

"boom!"

The smoke of gunpowder dissipated, and the imperial soldiers who groaned were lying on the breech block of the field gun, and the imperial defenders on the fort were in chaos.

"What else... bypassing the front line of the imperial scum from the city wall and directly attacking the main fortress, what you said is really easy!" Without rolling his eyes, Karl roared at Anson:

"We have only two or three hundred people here, not even half a regiment!"

"How many troops can the enemy in the main fortress have?" Anson asked rhetorically:

"At least two-thirds of the four or five thousand levies have already rushed into the fortress; even if the enemy can still have more than two thousand troops, how many troops can they be willing to station in the main fortress?"

"Even so, but..."

Carl, who stopped speaking abruptly, suddenly fell into silence.

Exactly, why not?

Although the raid opened the gap, the conscription army's morale and combat effectiveness are on par with the dregs of the empire, and wanting them to rely on their firm will and fearless death to expand the results, it is really overestimating them.

And the imperial defenders who were beaten will definitely not obey. There are still a lot of stone buildings and semi-permanent fortifications in the fortress for them to retreat and defend. It won't take long for the battle to stabilize.

According to Carl Bain's estimation, it is already the limit that a levy who is purely fortunate can win the current victory. What really determines the battle situation is the willpower of the imperial defenders, and whether the reinforcements from the Brigadier General can arrive on time.

For a long time before that, it was probably a melee situation in which the two sides restrained each other.

Since the vast majority of the enemy's forces are currently trapped in the meat grinder of the melee, and the headquarters is the main fort on the opposite side of the siege position, the defenses and forces must be empty!

As long as we figure this out, as long as we can find a way to bypass the enemy's frontal main force and directly rush into the main castle to kill Kroger Bernard, the commander of the Imperial Army, can we not immediately finalize the battle situation? !

But…

"But how are you going to rush to the main castle, the city walls are full of forts of the imperial defenders!"

Carl looked at An Sen with difficulty, and he still had a hard time accepting such a lunatic tactic: "Could it be that you want to kill them one by one?!"

An Sen nodded slightly. This was the only difficulty in the whole plan—even if he could avoid the frontal enemy, the only passable city wall was still a large number of enemy forts.

The 24-pounder's shot and solid bullets only needed one shot, even if he wore full armor, he would be dead.

In addition to that, there is another concern that cannot be mentioned with Carl Bane... The Old Gods.

The battle has lasted for more than an hour, and even though he has expanded his search range as much as possible, Anson still hasn't noticed the figure of the old gods.

Why...isn't it the best time when the battle situation is so intense?

Or do you really take the lead and let the other party lose the opportunity?

At this moment, a faint screeching sound rang in Anson's ears, and he was instantly shocked when he had had a similar experience:

"Everyone - get down!"

Anson, who shouted with all his strength, stretched out his hand to push Carl down, dropped his rifle, and fell to the ground:

"The artillery fire is coming!"

"Boom-!!"

The next moment, the violent explosion and fire engulfed the entire fort in an instant!

With the deafening roar, a violent shock wave followed; the fortress gun weighing more than two tons was thrown into the sky together with the gravel and rubble in the explosion, and the dazzling fire flashed in the rain. , making the dark fortress battlefield seem like daylight.

The moment the flames flickered, the masonry parapet shattered like paper; all the soldiers who had not had time to dodge were instantly engulfed by flames and air waves, and the screams and wailing were drowned out in the sound that was enough to pierce the eardrums. among.