C2674 The incredible bombardment (1/2)
Boom! Boom! Boom! The steel gun's firing speed was fast, ferocious and dense, the range and accuracy far surpassing that of the French army! It was only sixty cannons, but in the eyes of the French army, it was as though two hundred cannons were being fired at the same time.
The artillery positions of the opposing French soldiers were immediately blown into a mess. The cannons were overturned and the soldiers were thrown into the air. The detonation of the ammunition caused a chain reaction. The entire base was in a mess.
”My God! ”How could the enemy have so many cannons, double our number, at least two hundred …”
”Moreover, the shooting patterns seem to far surpass us. It's all large caliber …” ”Ahh!” The artillery shell exploded in the midst of the shouting soldiers, and the corpse was thrown more than ten meters away.
This was the power of a brand-new reloaded musket gun. It was not something that the old prefabricated guns of the French army could compare to.
In that era, the amount of cannons in a unit could be used to determine the size and importance of the unit. The more concentrated the artillery, the more powerful the unit was, which was written down in the textbooks of the French Army Academy.
Seeing that the enemy's Prussian army's cannons were so secretive, the French Army Commander subconsciously thought that the enemy's cannons far surpassed her own side, and immediately panicked.
”Damn it, the Prussian has indeed placed the main force in the direction of Walter. The marshal's judgement was not wrong, their force must be at least a hundred thousand!”
”What should we do? Sir, should we move closer to the center? ”
”Get close my ass!” When did the France's army ever become deserters? Even if we want to retreat, we have to take the initiative to charge and test out the enemy's strength! ”
”We must not embarrass the empire, nor the emperor!”
”Command the front lines to continue their attacks …” Let our cavalry charge! ”
France was known as the strongest in the world's army, strong troops naturally had to be proud of themselves. Facing such a violent bombardment of cannons, those soldiers who suffered huge casualties still started to fight back tenaciously.
The shouting French soldiers held rifles in their hands, their bayonets shining brightly. They had to go against the tide of the Bavaria army, and the two parties immediately fell into a melee.
In the fierce battle, the two sides did not retreat even if their lives were on the line. Life was already the cheapest consumable.
French cavalry ordered her horses to attack from both sides as she waved her Zhanmadao in the air, her chest armor shining with light.
The Prince Liutebode sneered as he looked at the charging riders. Then let our cavalry attack! ”
Krupp's steel gun adjusted its angle and roared. The shell almost brushed the top of the soldier's head as it flew onto the battlefield, and the French cavalry Rangers was thrown into chaos.
The cannonball flew into the air with a whizzing sound. The warhorse roared as it rolled on the ground. The cavalry was smashed until their bones were broken and their tendons were broken!
”Bavaria! ”Attack …” After a round of artillery barrages, the Bavaria's cavalry finally started to retaliate. A total of three thousand cavalrymen clashed with the French cavalry army that was in a disorderly formation.
”Fire extended cannon, make full use of our range, and break the enemy's primary matrix! ”Reserve infantry, attack. Disperse Line, free shooting …”
Prince LiutePoden was indeed an old fox. His sharp observation skills on the battlefield were far superior to that of an ordinary person. Under his unhurried command, the advantage was gradually grasped in his hands.
The Reserve Infantry Regiment was participating in the battle, and this time there was no military drum accompaniment. Thousands of soldiers were charging forward along the line, and they were free to load and fire at any time they wanted.
The charging infantrymen passed through the fighting horsemen, and with a single shot the proud French riders were shot down from their horses.
The half-kneeling soldiers began to support their brothers who were fighting in front of them. The French front was under unprecedented pressure.