Alien Arms Empire

Chapter 94 94 Tang Mo’s Promise

When he saw Count Fischereau again, Tang Mo found that he looked a little haggard, and his neat chin was covered with messy stubble.

 He was sitting in the tent and was looking at the map in front of him when Tang Mo came in. Tang Mo was not polite, walked over and stood beside the count, and looked at the more accurate map of Beiling.

 “It’s much better than the one I had.” Tang Mo said with some envy, saying this in a non-stop manner.

Fishereau pointed to the tea cups placed on another table and said to Tang Mo: "There is hot water over there, be careful not to dirty the map."

These days, an accurate map is actually very valuable, so things like ink and food are actually impossible to put next to the map.

"I'll give you one later." Fischerot raised his head and stretched out his hands sincerely. Tang Mo was a little uncomfortable with it, but he still spread his hands and hugged Fischerot.

"I'm glad you came with your troops as promised." Fishereau said gratefully: "The reinforcements given by the king didn't even arrive on time."

"I think they might not be able to come." Tang Mo sneered and said, "Who would have thought that if he kept plotting against Beiling, he would end up ruining his plot first."

"The matter is more serious than expected." Fischereau helplessly pointed to Tang on the map: "From the moment Susas' troops defeated the kingdom's cavalry, the enemy's advantage became very obvious. The opponent mobilized troops, Already arrived here!" Pointed on the map.

Tang Mo saw that Beiling, which had been attacked on one side, now had to face pressure from two directions.

 One side is northeast and the other side is southeast.

Tang Mo looked at the location pointed by Fischereau on the map and became serious: "It's very close to us."

"Yes, our flank pressure has exceeded pre-war expectations, which makes me more passive when facing the enemy." Fischereau said with a wry smile: "However, the good news is not without it. The enemy's progress is too great." It went smoothly, so some of the troops that were supposed to target us were transferred to the south. "

As he spoke, he made a few gestures on the map: "Based on the current situation, in front of me there are 5,000 enemy troops stationed before, and 100 cannons have been strengthened. There are three entire legions, and a large number of artillery…"

This kind of field artillery is a front-loaded cannon. For Tang Mo, the power of these cannons is really limited, but he knows that this is just his idea as a time traveler. No officer now would think that 100 front-loaded cannons with a caliber of only 60 mm The cannons are rubbish.

"You know, my troops only have three battalions, about 1,500 people. Counting my guards, there are less than 1,700 people, so I can't give you more support." Then, he gave a general introduction to his own team. of military strength.

Tang Mo is also very aware of this. He even knows that about 1,000 reinforcements from the kingdom that were originally expected to set off from Bunas have now been transferred to the direction of the royal city.

　Judging from the results, Beiling is indeed isolated. In any case, they are now on their own.

“Actually, I can’t do what I promised.” With some regret, Fishero gave Tang Mo another piece of bad news.

"Lord Earl, you know that there are only 500 people in the new barracks and only 6 artillery pieces. You promised to provide another 20 artillery pieces after we go to the front line..." Tang Mo knew what Fischereau said, and he could and strengthened it for him. artillery related.

Sure enough, Fischerot explained helplessly: "I know! I know! But now the situation has changed, and it is impossible for me to give you 20 Cyric's light field guns! Because...the kingdom's support supplies that were supposed to arrive, Already lost!"

"The news just came in. The artillery assigned to us by the kingdom was attacked by the Sussus cavalry that suddenly appeared... Now, even the man and the artillery may have become someone else's record." An officer stood opposite the map table. , explained in annoyance.

"Maybe they did it on purpose." Tang Mo said sarcastically, and found that everyone present looked heavy, and he could only ask angrily: "Then what should we do now?"

Fishereau shook his head: "There is no good way. If we retreat, we must get out of this pass. When we reach the wider hinterland of North Ridge, it will be easier for the enemy's numerical advantage to be used."

 “What about retreating to Wolf City?” Tang Mo gave another suggestion.

 Another officer angrily rejected this suggestion: "If Wolf City is surrounded, it would mean that I gave up all of North Ridge to Sussus! This is absolutely unacceptable."

“That means we can only stick here and wait for the enemy to kill us all.” Tang Mo asked with a sneer.

 Now, the enemy has more than 5,000 men and twice as many artillery. Although the needle guns in their hands have a firepower advantage over the enemy, the enemy's advantage is too obvious.

What's more, this is just the current situation. As time passes, and every day or few days pass, the situation will become more unfavorable to them.

The frontal troops of the Sartre Kingdom, the Royal Legion, were almost defeated and gave up the entire battlefield. Whether the Susas Kingdom wants to annex Beiling or continue to attack the hinterland of the Satyr Kingdom, it must first remove the nail in Beiling. Therefore, the number of enemy troops will only increase. There may be 5,000 people now, and in a few days there may be tens of thousands of enemies.

"So, I plan to take the initiative and have a decisive battle with the Susas 2nd Army in front of us!" Fischerot said his plan.

Since the number of enemy troops is destined to increase, then eliminate the main enemy forces in front of you in advance, and then eat the subsequent enemy reinforcements one by one.

"Have you thought about it?" Tang Mo glanced at Fischerot, then at Alice standing next to him, and then looked at Fischerot and asked.

"If I lose the battle, then the affairs of Beiling will be left to you!" The earl looked at Tang Mo and said, "I am not referring to anything else, but my family, and people like Tiger. I hope you can take them to Bunas for refuge.”

He stared at Tang Mo and said solemnly: "Promise me to protect them so that they can live peacefully and without worries."

Tang Mo did not agree to Fischerot, but changed the topic: "Let's talk about these things later! Let's talk about our mission... If possible, I will do my best to help you stabilize your flank."

"Theoretically, if you station on my flank, you can at least help me share the strength of 1,000 enemy troops." Fischereau pointed to the south of his own camp and said confidently: "In addition, you can also help me block the flank. Enemy troops heading north."

 “What about the reality?” Tang Mo knew that in addition to this theory, there were also practical tasks.

"Actually, I hope the recruit camp can advance to this position!" As expected, Fischereau's hand continued to extend south until it pressed on a specially marked position.

Tang Mo looked at this place, and the smile on his face faded little by little: "Sanchakou? What a great place! Most of the Susas troops drawn from the front of the battle line will pass here and join their flanking troops, which are blocking the north. The Susas troops on the front of the Ridge Corps merged."

“So, you must hold off these troops and find a way to contain the 1,500 Sussian troops who may be advancing towards us from the southeast.”

"What a good job! The task you gave me is three times the original estimate, but you are not even willing to give me a cannon." Tang Mo felt that Fischereau was playing tricks on him. Such a dangerous task, He was actually given this "new military camp".

“I only need you to stay there for one day!” Fishero stared at Tang Mo and said solemnly.

Tang Mo did not agree, but asked: "One day? Then what?"

"I will lead the main force to defeat the three Sussus legions in front of me, and then join you!" Fischereau assured Tang Mo as he placed his hand on the enemy's position on the frontal battlefield again.

Tang Mo sneered: "Ha! Sir Earl, you really dare to say that!"

 Let the new recruits, who have been training for more than a month, stand at the most dangerous point and have to hold on for a day, waiting for the main battlefield to decide the winner?

 What a joke, Tang Mo thought that he was more likely to be sold by the Earl. After guarding Sanchakou for a day, he waited for the news that the Earl had returned to Wolf City.

 “Believe me! The people of Beiling will never abandon their friends!” Fisherow solemnly promised.

Tang Mo stared at Fischerot and emphasized every word: "I hope that when the time comes, the wolf flag that goes south along the road will be the flag of Susas instead of the flag of Susas."

"If I fail, I will let you go first." Fischereau gave his assurance.

"I hope none of us will fail!" Tang Mo looked at the map. Under everyone's expectant gazes, he was silent for a long time, and finally said, "I have put all my treasure in Wolf City! Count Fischereau! We We all need each other, right?”

"That's right! If we can get through the difficulties today, then Beiling will be your strongest support! I will give you the greatest support and never betray!" Fischerlot once again made his promise to Tang Mo.

 Now that he is saying these words, it is basically like drawing a big pie. Because if he loses, everything he says now will be just pie in the sky.

However, Tang Mo knew that if he wanted to use a bicycle to compete with motorcycles, he must have the courage to accept the pie from customers - at least, he himself is a chef and one of the pie makers.

As long as he can help Fischerot win this battle, then he is qualified to eat the post-war welfare pie, and he will eat the biggest piece!

 So, Tang Mo gritted his teeth and promised: "Then! The wolf flag will be planted at the Sancha intersection until noon the day after tomorrow! The 500 officers and soldiers of the new barracks will fight there to the last man!"

 (End of this chapter)