King's Landing in France

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Compared with the coalition forces directly in front of them, the judgment is judged.

Old Dumas shook his head, then raised his hand: "All artillery positions are ready!"

Since only the elder Dumas had received formal military training, all the artillery was under his command.

The black devil pressed down with his big hand and roared, "Fire!"

Chapter 258 France requires you to fulfill your duties

Brigadier General Ferdinand of Austria observed the enemy formation with a telescope.

"What the hell? They disbanded all the troops into skirmishers?"

Colonel Bacon, chief of staff, shook his head and said, "Is it really a whim, or did they really find so many criminals and drive them to the battlefield?"

Ferdinand: "Even if this is the case, if there are no private soldiers behind the formation, the skirmishers will quickly break up. This is the limitation of the skirmishers."

He paused, shook his head and said, "These French idiots will make our victory dishonorable. Such a victory cannot be honored, no!"

Colonel Bacon flattered: "When you defeat that cobbler, you will naturally get the honor you need."

Ferdinand laughed out loud.

After laughing, he waved his hand: "Attack!"

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Kleiber arrived at his position impatiently, and then found that the enemy was slowly forming an array.

After all, it will take a lot of time for more than 2 people to expand into a wide enough offensive formation.

What Kleber has to do is relatively simple. After all, there is no need to line up, just scatter the soldiers like flowers.

He rode back and forth among the skirmishers that scattered across the fields, shouting: "The Republic wants us to do our job!

"Think of your family!

"France is huge, but we have nowhere to go, because behind us is Paris!"

It is a bit inappropriate to call this sentence now, because Paris is still far away from here, and this battle is not to defend Paris.

But, what the hell, as long as it boosts morale, anything is fine!

If Kleiber could do a dance to boost morale, he would do it.

The enemy's attack has begun.

One after another white lines began to think about the movement of the French army scattered in the field, and the sound of the enemy's military music even floated to the side of the French army.

The military music that each country likes to use is different. For example, the Russians like to use drums with a serious rhythm, which sounds like the footsteps of General Winter.

The military music of the Austrians has a taste of court music.

Kleiber shouted: "Austrian music is terrible, come, let us sing, Roman eulogy!"

Kleiber had heard many rumors on the battlefield. It was said that when General Frost's troops sang Roman hymns, their morale and courage would be greatly improved.

At this time, Kleiber can't care whether it is true or not, so let's use it first.

The French soldiers began to sing, a little uneven at first, but soon everyone was singing in unison.

The enemy approached, and the skirmishers fired the first volley.

Kleiber: "Aim at the officer! Hit the officer!"

Because the formation was very scattered, the smoke from the shooting did not completely block Kleber's sight, and he could see that many of the Austrian lines had fallen.

He suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, so that's the case, the enemy is going downhill!"

Because on the downhill, the projection of the enemy in three horizontal rows on the French side became wider, and the area hit by the bullet doubled out of thin air.

Kleiber: "Quick, reload, fire! Kill the enemy as much as possible before the enemy ends the downhill!"

The French army crackled and fired bullets, and people in the Austrian line kept falling.

Suddenly, some of the Austrian soldiers walking in the first row couldn't stand it anymore and started to run back quietly.

Seeing this scene, Kleber was stunned: "What the hell? The enemy just ran away?"

The last time he participated in the battle was at the Marne River. That time, he didn't actually win any battles. He just defended his position and fired at the enemy. The enemy didn't even come over the river.

This time, Kleiber was surprised: "The enemy collapsed so quickly? Is it... such a simple thing to fight?"

This is actually not to blame Kleiber. After he joined the army, all he heard was the battlefield experience of the French army led by Frost. Frost’s French army had high morale and often fought hand-to-hand.

So Frost thought all armies were like this.

As a result, the Austrians suffered such casualties, and their morale collapsed.

Kleibel had already thought about it. After the hand-to-hand combat began, he would personally charge like the general to save the morale that was on the verge of collapse.Take a look this time, what the hell?

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Old Dumas was not as relaxed as Kleber.

He knew that such a large number of skirmishers could indeed disrupt the offensive of some line infantry, but after disintegrating the first line, the enemy still had a second and third line.

The fact that the enemy is approaching has not changed.

The real test will come when the enemy comes within charging distance.

Based on the past experience of old Dumas, not to mention the loose formation of skirmishers, even well-trained line infantry, arranged in a dense formation, may collapse at the touch of the enemy's charge.

Old Dumas's expression was serious. After he commanded the artillery to concentrate firepower to smash the enemy's second line, the enemy's third horizontal line had reached the distance to charge.

Old Dumas took a deep breath.

The Austrians stopped.

After a beat of drums, they raised their guns.

The effect of the volley was not satisfactory, for the French were in skirmish formation, and they all hid behind various bunkers.

The platoon of the Austrian army did not cause much loss of personnel.

But Dumas knew that the real test came next.

The Austrian officer raised his saber and gave the order to charge.

Immediately the enemy's line turned into a wave, rolling towards the French line.

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Kleiber knew it was now.

He drew his long knife and shouted: "For France!"

Seeing this, the surrounding French army roared, "For France!"

The soldiers of the 68th Brigade rushed out from behind various bunkers and faced the sweeping Austrians head-on.

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Ferdinand laughed loudly: "Hahaha! They actually launched a hedge against us in the form of skirmishers! This group of idiots will be completely smashed under the bayonets of our army like waves encountering rocks on the shore!"

Colonel Bacon: "Congratulations on your victory."

"At times like this, you need some wine..." Ferdinand turned to look for his orderly, "Robert, hurry up, get some wine."

"Here it is, General."

Ferdinand: "That cobbler, it is said that he likes to drink on the battlefield, hey, he is a cobbler, he must not appreciate the beauty of fine wine, it's just arty."

Suddenly, Ferdinand noticed a change in the chief of staff's expression.

"What's the matter with you, it's like seeing God appear." He teased.

Colonel Bacon raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the battlefield: "General, general, look!"

Ferdinand looked back suspiciously, and then saw his troops break down from the front line.

Ferdinand rubbed his eyes hard, suspecting that he was wrong.

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Morrow's spirits were unusually high.

General Frost is right, the troops of the Republic are not the same as the troops of the old nobles!They have inexhaustible courage, they can smash all the armies of the old nobles!

Moreau shouted: "Brothers! For France, for the Republic!"

Chapter 259 Kleber Learns War in War

After repelling the enemy's attack, Kleiber's troops were embracing and celebrating.

Like the soldiers, Kleiber was busy celebrating the victory, because the only battle he had participated in before was the blocking operation on the Marne River, and the battle examples he heard were basically those fought by Frost.

One characteristic of those battles was that they were basically finalized. Most of the battles ended quickly, and the rest were just small episodes and sporadic pursuit battles.

So at this time, Kleiber, although he heard from other people that most of the time the battlefield will seesaw repeatedly, he didn't take it to heart.

He thought that if he defeated the enemy, he would win.

He was celebrating his victory when a fast horse came galloping, and the people on the horse shouted: "Quickly assemble the team, keep your positions, the second wave of the enemy is coming!"

Kleibel didn't react immediately: "What second wave, we repelled the enemy's three waves of attack."

The messenger shook his head: "No, Your Excellency Dumas asked me to tell you that there was a wave just now. The second wave of enemies is gathering and will come up soon. If you don't believe me, watch!"

Kleber turned his head to look at the coalition forces, and sure enough, he saw that the coalition forces did not seem to be retreating, but were forming a formation.

Kleber was stunned: "Why didn't they retreat? No, we defeated the enemy just now!"

The orderly just shrugged his shoulders, not bothering to explain to an architect layman.

Kleiber could only order those who were celebrating to return to their posts while wondering why.

Finally, when he saw the corpses thrown by the enemy in front of the formation, he realized.

Kleber clapped his hands vigorously: "Damn it, because the enemy collapsed as soon as we came into contact with each other, so in fact the enemy didn't kill a few people at all. There were only a few hundred people who were brought down by our previous volley of guns. Compared with the enemy's entire army, it is nothing to mention. So the enemy can quickly gather the defeated troops!"

The staff officer of the side brigade asked: "Then how can we prevent the enemy from gathering quickly?"

Kleiber rolled his eyes: "How the hell do I know? Frost should know, because his campaigns rarely have such repetitions, at least they didn't mention it when those veterans bragged to us."

Kleiber shook his head: "Okay, quickly restore the formation, and adjust the formation that was just dispersed due to the counter-charge!"

"I'm doing it!" A non-commissioned officer responded with a distressed face, "Damn it, I was just a chalk maker, and I was bewitched by my passion. I'm not good at doing this at all."

Kleiber: "Come on, it's the first time for everyone."

Kleiber put in a lot of effort to organize his troops, and the enemy's attack was also organized.

Seeing the enemy rushing up with the exact same music as before, Kleiber felt like going back in time.

If it wasn't for the corpse left by the enemy before the battle to remind him that the enemy had indeed attacked once, he might have thought that he was drunk and dreaming.

Compared with the first time just now, Kleiber's words of encouragement were much discouraged: "In short, the enemy has come up again, just like defeating them just now, defeat them again!

"Well, I... finished talking, in short, defeat them, defeat them!"

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The battle lasted until four o'clock in the afternoon, and Kleiber finally realized that defending Babi Village was not as simple as he had imagined this morning.

Although the French army repelled the attacking enemy time and time again with high morale, the enemy will soon be able to regroup their troops to launch the next wave of attack.

Because of the low morale of the coalition forces, they retreated quickly every time, resulting in insufficient killing of the French army in hand-to-hand combat, and failed to hurt their bones. As a result, low morale became the advantage of the coalition forces.

Kleiber couldn't understand why they could still attack so indifferently after defeats again and again.

In contrast, the French army, driven entirely by patriotic enthusiasm, has worn down its vigor and morale in this kind of wheel battle, and is already a little tired.

After a whole day of fierce fighting, Kleber realized a key principle: the French army is suitable for offensive warfare, and high morale can allow the French army to quickly defeat the enemy.

In offensive warfare, after defeating the enemy, it can sweep the enemy's camp and supply lines, making it impossible for the enemy to organize the next wave of attack.

Thinking about it carefully, Kleibel thought, apart from the initial defensive battle, the battles won by Frost were all offensive battles.

It turned out that the national self-defense army after the revolution was the most suitable army for attacking - the name was obviously "self-defense army".

Kleiber didn't realize that he came to this conclusion because he was limited to his own perspective, only seeing the morale and vigor of the French army being consumed by the enemy's wheel battle.

He didn't realize that it was a terrible thing for a mob-like army to withstand so many waves of attacks from a regular army twice as many as himself in the formation of skirmishers.