Chapter 399: The footsteps of war (Ⅱ)

Since Joan's service, he has collected a lot of information on the military forces of various countries.
Based on all kinds of written records, the army of the Navy is indeed inferior to the navy, and its equipment level and combat effectiveness are mediocre.
However, this is only the evaluation standard of the old continent. The situation of the colony is completely different from that of the old continent.
In terms of the strength, equipment and training level of the Vasa Corps, it is already an elite division in the colony, and it is measured by the standards of the major military powers of the old continent, not to mention "elite", and it does not even reach the average level. .
Before coming to the New World to serve as the colonial garrison commander, General Zhu Mengville became famous in the Hailan homeland, and made a military contribution in the war against the invasion of the Baozi Chinese. He was hailed as a famous leader of the Hailan youth, and his qualifications and experience are far from never commanded. Lieutenant Colonel Vasa in a large battle can match.
The troops trained by General Jumonville, even if they are not stronger than the Vasa Corps, will not be too inferior if you think about it. Coupled with the help of the wolves Queen Alpha and the brutal gangsters, his own combat power is obvious Be at a disadvantage.
Joan didn't know whether the young officers represented by the Dingdall brothers really looked down on the enemy, or they were just bragging to brave themselves, but he couldn't laugh anyway.
After having breakfast, Joan began to be busy all day.
First go to the headquarters to participate in the combat meeting, and then accompany Magni to Gale Town, inform the local residents of the upcoming Blue Invaders, remind them to prepare for refuge, and transport most of the food stored in the Pickman warehouse back The Nisessi fortress serves as a reserve for a long-term anti-Japanese war.
After busy with these affairs, Qiao An hurriedly ate a few meals in the officer's canteen and went on the road again, turning into an eagle to investigate the dynamics of the Navy.
At this time the coalition composed of the Sea Blues and the Jackals has reached the middle of the Valley of Broken Tooth.
Joan tried to cast a spell to attack the enemies marching in the narrow valley. Unfortunately, the red-haired warlock Diego Antonioni had been covering himself in the air all day, so that he could not find the opportunity to attack, and finally had to leave with disappointment.
In this way, from early morning until late, Joan flew back to the camp to report to Lieutenant Colonel Vasa, and then returned to his barracks to rest.
The smell of gunpowder in the air made it difficult for Joan to sleep, and all kinds of weird thoughts appeared in his mind.
If you sacrifice yourself on the battlefield, what would your grandfather think? What would Kandy think? What would Rebecca think?
After the Rolls mentor learned this news, what would he think?
Thinking of having so many people who cared about him, Joanne couldn't help but have a contemptible thought that he felt.
Before the fight has begun, quietly leave the barracks, is it considered a deserter?
According to the employment contract he originally signed with Lieutenant Colonel Vaasa, Joan can actually leave the barracks at any time, and no one has the right to stop him.
However, the contract belongs to the contract, and the human relationship belongs to the human relationship. Under the current situation, he must first pass the barrier in his heart to get out of the barracks gate.
He knows that even if others can understand his choices for self-protection, he cannot forgive himself.
As long as he takes that step, he will become a cowardly deserter in his mind. This shame will accompany him for life and become a heart that will never be forgotten.
"Rather than spend the rest of my life in regret, it is better to fall conscientiously on the battlefield."
"Death is nothing but the world plus the world minus the world, born in the dust, returned to the earth, what can't be put down..."
Disorganized thoughts circulated in Joan's mind, and eventually formed countless strange nightmares, making him still nervous and sleepy in his sleep.
This night seemed to be particularly long. He didn't wake up from the dream until the loud horn sounded outside the window. He realized that the footsteps of war had extended from the dream to the reality. The test he faced next would be more terrifying than the nightmare.
Early morning, October 1, 1620.
The troops led by General Jumonville finally appeared in the field of view of the sentry sentry at Fort Nisesi.
The sirens reverberating above the fort declared that the 14-year-old peacetime between the border between Alfheim and Mossbheim was suspended.
A brutal war officially opened.
The commander of Fort Nisesi, George Vassar, and his colleagues were prepared for the arrival of the invaders, and immediately mobilized their troops to arm along the trenches and walls around the fort.
A ballista and stone thrower have long been neatly placed on the wall. Officers and soldiers have a long bow, a hard crossbow or a magic crystal rifle. The enemy dares to approach within a thousand feet, and will be baptized by the rain of bullets.
Louis Jumonville deserved to be a famous general in the sea. He observed through the telescope that the Garrison of Nisesi had completed defensive measures. He was not in a hurry to launch an offensive and ordered the troops to set up positions on the banks of the Golden Sands, about two miles away from the fort.
Accompanied by Chief of Staff and Warlock Diego Antonioni and Alpha Queen of the Jackal, General Jumonville climbed a hill near the position to conduct a more detailed investigation of the environment around the fortress of Nisesi.
"Louis, you are stationing your troops on the riverside. Do you want to cut off the enemy's water source, take a siege-less strategy against the fortress, and force them to take the initiative to go out of the city to fight under the thirst?"
Antonioni thought that he had seen through his old friend's plans, but General Jumonville cast a despising glance at him.
"Diego, when will you get rid of your cleverness?"
"Don’t think that the enemy commander is as naive as you. Although you can’t clearly see the inside of the fortress here, I bet that the enemy troops have dug out the well well in advance, and you can provide the garrison with sufficient cleanliness without leaving the fortress. Water source."
"If you don't believe it, you may wish to fly over the fort and see for yourself, you can see more than one wellhead."
"Huh! You disgusting man, if you want me to fly over to help you investigate the enemy's situation, just say so, why use such a small method." Antonioni replied in dismay.
"General, if as you said, the enemy has already stored enough food and water, our siege tactics may be difficult to take effect in a short time." Alpha said slightly uneasy.
"Who said to be a siege?"
General Jumonville shook his head and sneered.
"Our force is only about twice that of the enemy, and the logistics support is only enough to support one month, which is simply not enough to maintain a long-term siege confrontation."
"What's more, as far as I know, the enemy has a support team that is coming quickly. If we can't overcome the fortress in front of us within a week, we can never occupy it!"
"Is this so serious?" Alpha was stunned and murmured, "I always feel that we have the upper hand. Isn't that the case? Is it our situation more dangerous?"
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