I Don’t Need a Guillotine for My Revolution - Chapter 156
Episode 156 Krafte War – Battle of Bahua (2)
Even the Krafte army could not help but marvel at the sight of a brilliant golden storm swirling around, threatening to cover the entire revolutionary army.
“Oooh…!”
The rain rising from the vanguard of the revolutionary army soon formed a circle, and the Krafte army’s artillery fire, which flew in around the revolutionary army, was blocked by the wall and fell.
Charles II raised his telescope and looked at a woman with a white robe fluttering in the center of the light.
“Saint King….”
A light so bright and brilliant that even the sun loses its light.
The light is so strong that you wouldn’t be surprised if you go blind just by looking at it, but rather than stinging your eyes, it actually gives you a warm and comfortable feeling.
“…I see all these scenes in my life.”
God exists.
In reality, there are very few people who deny that the power of sacred power is being used and that a nation called the Holy Church exists.
However, God does not judge each and every insignificance of human affairs.
Otherwise, why would divine power be granted to priests of the corrupt Holy Church who use faith to make money?
The great king, who had lived his whole life as an agnostic and believed this, let out a hollow laugh.
He also heard about the Saint Queen’s powerful divine power.
I knew it, but…
“…it’s beautiful.”
It is different from the corrupt priests of the Holy Church.
The infinitely miraculous sight, as if the woman was claiming to be loved by God, made even the great king marvel.
Charles II stared blankly at the sight of the brilliant powder of light created by the gigantic light storm enveloping each and every French revolutionary army, and only after a while did he twist up the corner of his mouth and smile.
“Okay, wouldn’t this be enough for it to be a proper battle?”
* * *
I slowly raised my hand, clenched my fist, then pulled out my sword and swung it lightly.
The sword feels light as the vitality flows through my body.
…Although it is not as effective as the one given by Gremory, the effect can clearly be felt. I am not sure about the aura of divine power on the outside, but it seems to have a protective effect as well.
Has this been granted to the entire military now?
I looked at Eris in front of me.
I heard that they plan to use 5 crystals to start the battle, but can they really pull off a miracle like this and still get away with it?
It doesn’t stumble.
Sir Beaumont, who stands by Eris’s side as always, does not seem to be shaken, and Eris is standing with both feet firmly on the ground.
Eris claims that her divine power continues to grow stronger, and the proof is actually in front of her eyes.
…I don’t know if it’s the influence of divine power or just my mood, but I feel like I’ve become a little stronger after receiving the blessings of Eris and Gremory and even after it disappeared.
But is it really okay? Is it possible for a human body to perform such a miracle without any burden?
“Oooh wow!”
“Long live Your Majesty the Queen of Saints!”
My thoughts were broken by the cheers of the revolutionary army that erupted late.
A truly overwhelming miracle unfolds, and the evidence flows through the body. The morale of the soldiers seems to be sky-high.
Meanwhile, gunfire erupted from Krafte again, and a huge barrier of light spread in the sky, blocking the bombardment.
“Her Majesty the Queen protects us!”
“Victory to Franzia!”
I slowly closed my eyes as the cheers and shouts erupted again.
Okay, think about anything else later.
Right now, all I have to do is lead this game prepared by Christine and Eris to victory.
“messenger! “Your Excellency the Marquis, the observation of the enemy artillery position has been completed!”
I nodded after receiving the messenger’s report.
Unlike the Krafte army, our army still has few howitzers and even fewer artillery pieces that can properly handle them.
Compared to howitzers that fire explosive shells, direct-fire guns that fire circular rounds have a limit on the damage they can inflict on infantry, so we are at a disadvantage in a counter-firefight.
“Okay, I give the order to the artillery unit. “Artillery fire begins.”
“ancient! Order to all artillery units! “Start artillery fire!”
However, our artillery units are also veterans who have experienced numerous wars and even the Iberian Civil War. If it is a howitzer that you are not yet familiar with, you may not know, but if it is a direct fire gun that you are already familiar with, it is not inferior in accuracy or rate of fire.
I lifted the telescope and looked at the Krafte artillery position in the distance.
Trusting Eris, he deliberately gave the artillery unit a standby order and struck first. And when the location is identified by gunfire and gunfire.
“launch!”
Soon, gunfire erupted one after another from our side, and the sight of dozens of shells raining down on Krafte’s artillery position caught my eye.
“…good.”
No matter how much the Krafte army flies or crawls, it is still equal in front of the overwhelming mass of artillery shells. If they have more firepower with howitzers, we can capture that powerful firepower first.
I lowered the binoculars and looked at the infantry from both sides approaching each other.
“Now it depends on how much Mirbo does.”
* * *
As the line infantry of both armies approached each other, the gunfire of the advance troops in front of them engaged in continuous fire.
Taang!
Cheer up!
“Oh, long live Your Majesty the Queen of Saints!”
The Revolutionary Army’s light infantry, who had flinched when they saw the Krafte Army’s Shutchen aiming at them, blocked the incoming bullets and ran frantically, praising the Queen when they saw the shield break.
The enemy skirmishers panicked and reloaded when they fell after being shot by the rushing light infantry.
Shutchen, a sniper skirmisher of the Krafte army who is deployed ahead of the line infantry.
A class that uses rifled rifles that have a much higher range and accuracy than the muskets used by the light infantry of the Revolutionary Army.
However, rifled rifles are rare because they take a lot of effort to make, and reloading them is more difficult than a regular musket.
So, when Franzia deployed a lot more light infantry and Eris’ blessing protected them, they were often chased around without being able to use their strength, or were unable to reload.
“Haha hahaha! “It looks great!”
Damien de Mirbeau was delighted to see the scene.
They are repaying the humiliation of having to retreat after being helpless at the Mirbo Line without even being able to raise their head properly!
“Hahaha, the first battle is our advantage! “Krafte the Great, nothing special!”
“Don’t let down your guard, Count Mirbeau.”
“You must not let down your guard, Excellency Count Mirbeau.”
Damien was startled by the voices of two women coming from behind him, and Giselle Darby and Eris blinked as they looked at each other.
“Keuhum khum. I don’t let down my guard. Don’t worry, Her Majesty. This Damien de Mirbeau dedicates his life to protecting Her Majesty-”
“I will take care of my body, so please command the soldiers well, Count. And when you talk, make eye contact at least.”
“I’m so sorry…”
Damien, who was flattering but unable to make proper eye contact, was crushed.
‘I’m wearing a veil anyway, so you can avoid my eyes or not!’
While Damien was doing this, Eris, who made eye contact with Giselle Darby again, smiled sweetly and asked as if she had never done that before.
“Is there anything you want to say?”
“Oh… no, Your Majesty. “We will be careful to save at least one more soldier.”
“Your words are trustworthy. I have heard many stories about Major Giselle Darby. Always with accurate judgment…”
Before speaking, Eris stretched out her hand and spread a barrier in the sky to block the incoming cannonballs, then opened her mouth again.
“You contributed to the victory. “I trust you this time too.”
“It’s an honor. “Your Majesty the Queen.”
Damien de Mirbeau narrowed his eyes and looked at the two women chatting amicably, then sighed and turned his head back to the front.
“The scouts are withdrawing.”
“The sharpshooters equipped with rifled rifles must be high-quality personnel even by their standards, sir. If there is no point in checking, retreating is the right decision. “Now then…”
Giselle Darby, who immediately came to her senses, added while looking at the enemy lines approaching through a telescope.
“It’s all-out war.”
“Good good! Good start! Order the light infantry to withdraw.”
While Damien gives the order and the messenger runs away.
“But…”
Giselle Darby looked through the telescope at the enemy’s ranks and slowly tilted her head.
The spacing between the Krafte army’s line infantry lines seems to be a bit looser than the normal line infantry formation.
“The line infantry’s formations are a bit loose. “What kind of arrangement is that?”
Even while Giselle was feeling doubtful, the revolutionary army’s line infantry advanced vigorously.
The vitality in their bodies is evidence of the blessings bestowed upon them by the saintly king whom they adore.
The morale of the line infantry was indescribably high because they clearly saw with their own eyes that the blessing given to the light infantry ahead of them blocked the enemy’s shooten fire as they advanced.
100m 90m 80m.
After moving forward, feeling the tension and excitement of battle, the sergeant’s shout rang out as we entered the fighting range.
“Stop the unit!”
“Stop the unit!”
In response to a command that spread out like a wave along the long line of line infantry, the revolutionary army’s line infantry stopped all at once, and the same thing happened on the other side.
“aiming!”
The first one to aim was Krafte.
“launch!”
Bullets rained down along with the sound of the wind cutting –
and soon the protective shield on several line infantrymen was broken with a clanging sound.
However, except for a few unlucky people who were hit by multiple bullets, the revolutionary army was alive and well, and cheers erupted here and there.
“Your Majesty the Queen of Saints is truly great!”
“Long live the revolution! aiming-!”
Like a toy soldier.
If the enemy fires, we fire.
The moment when a sergeant steps forward, imagining an engagement taking place sequentially like a fair duel.
While the Krafte army’s soldiers twisted their bodies and moved a little out of the way in a slightly loose line, the Krafte army’s first line, which had finished firing, retreated behind them and began reloading.
“uh?”
“Aim for the second row!”
While the revolutionary army was momentarily confused, the second line of the Krafte army took aim and-
“Fire!”
Gunfire erupted one after another and bullets rained down.
Soon, the shield broke with the sound of something breaking here and there, and more people fell than before.
As soon as he did that, the face of the sergeant of the Revolutionary Army turned white as he saw the third row of Krafte soldiers twisting their bodies and moving a little out of the way, and the second row moving behind the first row that had left first and starting to reload.
“Aim quickly!”
“Oh what…!”
“launch!”
The revolutionary army, who were unable to come to their senses due to the tactics they had never seen before and the blood splattered from their fallen comrades, urgently raised their muskets and fired, but the shots fired in such a hasty situation were fired with heavy fire.
Although a few Krafte troops fell, it was not very effective due to the confusion and the distance that widened slightly as the first and second lines retreated.
“Aim for the third row!”
And as soon as that happens.
“launch!”
When Krafte’s third line opened fire with almost no delay, there was more of a groaning sound from the bullets and falling down than a sound of the shield breaking.
Damien de Mirbeau, who was watching the scene from behind, shouted as if his eyes were going to pop out.
“Light infantry tactics?!”
“It looks like that forward fire is being reversed.”
The first, second, and third rows fire sequentially and step back, and the units sitting behind quickly reload, stand up, and fire again.
The time until reloading is fully compensated by the revolutionary forces moving backwards and struggling to get out of the effective range.
Even when firing from a slightly further distance than the typical line infantry engagement distance, the Krafte army boasted a significant accuracy rate.
As a revolutionary army that has only fought in exchanges of fire at an appropriate engagement distance or by firing a few times and charging in, they are unable to respond at all.
Above all, the continuous shooting shattered the protective shield in an instant, putting to nothing the blessings Eris had bestowed.
“What is that!”
Damien de Mirbeau looked pale and exhausted and stamped his feet when he saw his line infantry being trampled without being able to do anything.
The Krafte army, which aims and fires much faster than the Franzian army, keeps changing ranks and retreating back to fire.
The revolutionary army continues to fire quickly without even firing their guns properly, saying they will get close to the engagement range, and is only getting hit by shots as they follow the Krafte army, which retreats sequentially.
They engage in sequential counter-fire, which is common sense in line infantry engagements.
A battle that denies that from the front.
They engage in mountain warfare similar to that of light infantry while maintaining the order and formation unique to line infantry.
Damien de Mirbeau, who was looking at the scene with a dumbfounded expression, pulled out his hair and shouted.
“Those dirty cheaters, they are waging war like shit!”