"Giddy up! Giddy up!"
The whip lashed fiercely at the warhorse, which, writhing in agony, galloped forward, dragging its heavy chariots that crushed the ground, sending dust and debris flying across the battlefield.
As the smoke and dust billowed, the heavy artillery shells, like nails, slammed down. Upon contact with the hard object, the warhead fuses were triggered, resulting in a series of explosions, like thunderbolts crashing down from the heavens.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Several bursts of intense fire exploded amidst the advancing Golgar artillery corps. In the blink of an eye, cast-iron chariots, which required several warhorses to pull, crashed to the ground. Their outer shells were completely ripped off, revealing irregularly jagged, rolled-up iron plates. The infantrymen hiding inside were instantly thrown into the air, some even flying three or four meters high before crashing heavily to the ground with a "thud."
The warhorses had their legs blown off and shrapnel embedded in their bodies, collapsing to the ground with mournful cries. The Golgar infantrymen who were thrown into the air also lay on the ground howling in pain, but the other tanks that were not hit by this volley of shells continued to race wildly.
Only by closing the distance to within two kilometers of the Yan army's artillery positions could they lift the roofs of their vehicles and fire the cannons mounted inside. However, faced with the Yan army's heavy artillery bombardment, which, though not dense, was extremely destructive, the Goths could only risk their lives to make up for this short distance.
Although he had already gained some understanding of the Yan army's artillery from the battle reports he had received earlier, Saski, who was now commanding from the rear of the army, was still shocked by it.
Only now, when he was actually fighting the Yan Army, did he fully realize how much pressure those friendly forces had been under, and how difficult it was for Dylan to lead the Sixth Army in such a desperate battle.
The staff officer next to him, Leo, stared wide-eyed. Although he was at the rear, he was terrified by the thunderous cannon fire in front of him, the intensity of which was unprecedented.
"Sir, this is likely to be a tough battle. The fighting power of the Yan people is indeed... extraordinary." Sweat trickled down his temples as Leo said nervously.
Saskia said in a deep voice:
"It's alright."
"Without some real skills, I wouldn't have won so many victories before."
"But once they get within our firing range, we'll slaughter them."
Leo wiped the sweat from his palms and said, "Halson and General Phil should make their move. The Yan people's defenses will definitely weaken."
"However, the current casualty situation is not optimistic..."
Saski did not respond; his gaze was fixed on the battlefield ahead.
The first round of shelling had passed, and the second round followed immediately. The view of the front-line battlefield from his position was now somewhat blurred, with large amounts of dust and firelight. He could only see his own tanks still advancing.
“Don’t worry too much, we’ll break through soon, and the flank forces will bring us good news soon too,” Saski said calmly, arms crossed.
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Meanwhile, to the south of Pariston, upon hearing the distant rumble of cannon fire, Phil immediately ordered his already prepared light cavalry to charge toward Pariston.
There were still some defensive fortifications around Pariston in this direction, but Phil knew that they were hastily built by the Yan people overnight and were not very sturdy. In this position, the Yan people would not be able to deploy too many troops, and their defensive focus must be on the front of Pariston.
Therefore, as long as I lead my light cavalry from this position into Pariston, I can disrupt the Yan people's defense system in one fell swoop. In response, Halson to the north will launch a rapid attack from both flanks. With the pressure from the frontal forces, my side will definitely have a greater chance of winning this battle.
"Giddy up! Giddy up!"
With a roar, the light cavalry charged away.
Meanwhile, to the north of Pariston, Halson's second-in-command, Riel, was leading light cavalry toward Pariston, while Halson himself led another light cavalry force around to the rear of Pariston.
"Quickly! We need to break through their lines and get into Pariston as fast as possible!"
Riel shouted, explaining that the cavalry was now advancing in multiple columns, which would reduce casualties from enemy artillery fire to some extent.
Inside Pariston, the Yan soldiers, who had been prepared for some time, were ready to go. In fact, they had noticed earlier that the Golte army was flanking them from both sides, but Qin Ze did not order them to intercept them and instead remained still.
Currently, there are a large number of troops in Pariston, so Qin Ze simply deployed the various units in the four corners of the country, so that the Goths could launch an attack from any side and counter it accordingly.
In addition, Qin Ze had left a troop of soldiers at the exit of Enzos before he came down the mountain yesterday morning. Now, although the sentries on the road connecting Pariston and the exit of Enzos have been withdrawn, they have sent the intelligence on the Golgar army that they have gathered to the two places.
At this moment, inside the Pariston barracks, Qin Ze listened calmly to the news sent back from the front lines.
"Your Majesty, the Goths have launched an attack on us from the north, south, and east. The north and south flanks are mainly composed of cavalry, which are highly mobile but lack strong breakthrough capabilities. Our machine guns can riddle them with bullets, and as you have instructed, we have only used long-range artillery for firing."
Hearing this, Qin Ze nodded and said, "Fight like this. First, use long-range artillery to wear down their forces and give them some hope of breaking through. Before they break through to close range, do not use machine guns. If you use those, they will realize that they cannot break through at all, and they will scatter, which is not interesting."
The communications officer nodded and continued, "Yes, Your Majesty. However, the Golts' attack on us from the front is much fiercer. They have deployed many chariots, and the number of artillery pieces we have deployed on the perimeter seems insufficient. If the Golts continue their advance regardless of casualties, our fortifications may not be able to hold out by the time their artillery reaches their positions."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Ze sneered: "I never expected these fortifications to be of any use. They're just meant to obstruct their view and block their vision."
"Once we can no longer stop their advance, we should have the frontline troops withdraw to the second line of defense, and leave the blocking battle to the troops on the second line of defense."
"Once the Golts have entered our first line of defenses, we will immediately launch an artillery barrage there and detonate the explosives buried in the ground."
"Yes, Your Majesty," the communications soldier replied.
Qin Ze stroked his chin and muttered to himself, "I wonder how those Goths will react to discovering the explosives we left behind in the position they fought so hard to capture..."
"Don't let us retreat like this..."
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