King's Landing in France

"Okay, let's fire and add a bit of battlefield atmosphere to everyone." An Ning ordered.

The second lieutenant went through immediately and rode away.

Soon the artillery salvo began.

The supreme commander of the artillery is An Ning himself. He ordered the artillery to be concentrated and placed on the hillside of the small hill where he was.

All one hundred artillery pieces are concentrated and arranged on the hillside, and the scene of the salvo is quite spectacular.

Lazar Cano: "That way the shells would whistle over the deploying infantry, and I'm guessing a lot of them peed their pants."

Of course, An Ning's troops had no experience of being bombarded by artillery, nor did they have the experience of such shells whizzing past their heads.

When An Ning saw the cannon firing, many people turned their heads and looked back.

He even saw someone fall down in fright.

An Ning: "I'm very dissatisfied with the fact that someone fell down because of the sound of the guns. You can deal with it after the exercise."

Lazar Kano: "It's simple. After the exercise, let the non-commissioned officers check who peed their pants. But don't ask them too much. The cannon is a big killer for those who haven't seen it."

An Ning nodded and continued to observe the practice field.

At this time, the southeast wind was blowing on the battlefield, and it was blowing from behind An Ning and the others, so the smoke from the cannon fire was blown to the infantry units that were deploying.

An Ning is very satisfied with this situation, and the smoke can further test the organization and training of the troops.

The cannons began a second salvo, and hundreds of cannons sprayed shells into the opposite field.

In the lingering smoke, you can see that the infantry's offensive line is gradually taking shape.

Lazar Kano took out his pocket watch and looked at it, and said in a low voice, "The time from when it first entered the field to when it was fully deployed...not bad. It's what a well-trained army should look like."

An Ning: "It was much faster than when I ambushed the Konta rebels in the apple orchard. Of course, at that time, the rebels were being bombarded by our artillery. At that time, I only had eight guns, but they were quite accurate. If I had the hundreds of gates at that time, they would never have had time to expand.

"The rest is to see if the attacking queue can get together..."

An Ning laughed to herself.

Kano asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"I remembered the terrible formation my troops walked in during the Battle of Apple Orchard. The distance was only a few hundred meters, and the formation was completely chaotic after walking, like a wavy line, with a huge crest in the middle bulge."

An Ning laughed loudly as he spoke, and Lazarcano laughed too. After a while, everyone laughed together, as if An Ning had just shaken a huge funny burden.

After laughing, An Ning put on a straight face: "Since then, I have decided not to fight a regular line attack. In the end, I won the victory by an ambush battle. In that battle, our infantry only charged a dozen meters before reaching the enemy. It’s basically a matter of running for a few seconds.”

At this time, Beethoven, who had not spoken much, said: "Let's make use of our strengths and avoid our weaknesses."

An Ning: "Now let's see the results of nearly a year of training."

At this time, Davu, the commander of the [-]st Infantry Brigade and the deputy commander of the whole army, rode over and saluted An Ning: "Report..."

Just at this time the artillery began a new round of salvo.

Davout's words were completely drowned out by the rumble of artillery.

Davout frowned, but did not complain, but waited for the salvo to end and said again: "Report, the whole army has completed formation."

An Ning nodded: "I saw it...although I can't see it very clearly."

At this time, the white smoke from the bombardment had covered the entire battlefield, and the entire formation could not be seen from the hill where An Ning was located, and some parts were always blocked by the thick smoke.

Davout nodded: "The smoke is too thick, after all, it's a hundred cannons."

An Ning: "How about it? With this kind of visibility, are you confident that you can walk in the attacking formation?"

Davout smiled: "My brigade must be fine."

An Ning: "Then your brigade will come first. Let me explain first, the artillery won't stop firing. Maybe some shells will fall into your brigade during the march."

Anning's shelling area for the artillery is directly in front, and all the artillery have raised their muzzles, so generally the shells will fall at a distance of 800 to 1000 meters.

But in this era, the artillery has no rifling, and the shell and the inner wall of the barrel are not tightly fitted, so when the cannon is fired, the shell will bounce back and forth in the barrel, so the direction of motion is random when it comes out of the barrel.

Just like the flintlock gun, the landing point of the artillery is really based on the face.

The training subject An Ning gave them was to maintain the formation and walk a distance of 500 meters. In theory, they might be bombarded when they walked to the last 100 meters.

So An Ning's words were not meant to scare people.

Davout replied confidently: "Don't worry, Your Excellency, the First Brigade will not let you down."

An Ning nodded, and said: "The first brigade, start attacking!"

Davout saluted and rode back to his troops confidently.

An Ning watched him go all the way back to his troops on the rightmost side of the formation, dismounted and stood at the front of the formation.

An Ning heard Davout's voice in the air: "The first brigade, move forward!"

An Ning: "The voice is really loud."

But these days, when you are an officer, especially a grassroots officer, you must have a loud voice, otherwise you will not be able to give orders on the battlefield.

So An Ning made a special rule for his coaching team: Say everything in a very loud voice and be very energetic.

In addition, An Ning also added a subject that she didn't have when she was in Brienne: every morning when she woke up, she would go to the playground and shout to the trees in the playground.

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The inspiration for this trick also comes from the "Ah Navy", in which the Jiangtian Island Naval Academy also has the subject of shouting in the playground this morning.

Over time, everyone thought that An Ning liked people with loud voices, not to mention the big soldiers who had loud voices all day long, even the ladies who came to see An Ning for the dance all had loud voices.

Yes, like Christina, who made her voice hoarse because of her loud voice.

As for Davout, he probably didn't do it on purpose, he was already very loud.

Not only that, the non-commissioned officers of the first brigade also all spoke loudly, and their voices, like the echo of Davout's roar, resounded throughout the battlefield.

Then the first brigade began to advance.

At the beginning, because of the different starting sequence, the people in the middle were closer to Davout, so they started early, so the whole queue formed a bow shape.

But then the bow flattens out.

The entire brigade has 2000 people, lined up in four horizontal lines, which look like four thick parallel lines from a distance.

Each line has three rows of people, which is a standard line infantry attack line.

An Ning observed with the binoculars for a long time, and waited for the horizontal team to walk a hundred meters before nodding in praise and saying, "Very good, Davout did a great job."

Lazar Kano also nodded and said, "This training rate is higher than I thought. Davout is indeed a general."

An Ning nodded again and again: Isn't that a general? Among Napoleon's marshals, Davout can be said to be the best at fighting, and he also has the least hair.

At this time, An Ning suddenly noticed that Beethoven looked like he wanted to talk, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Uh, I'm sorry to interrupt your inspection of the troops. Well, the [-]st Brigade is using my new offensive march. How do you feel?"

It was only then that An Ning realized that the music played by the military band was different from usual. The new music sounded very cheerful and contained a kind of fearless spirit.

An Ning: "Very good."

"Thank you for your compliment." Beethoven breathed a sigh of relief, "But every time your evaluation is very good, very good, you never pick a fault..."

An Ning thought to herself, Nima, you are a saint of music, how the hell can I find fault with you.

But on the surface he said: "My principle is to let professional people do professional things. If it is to arrange artillery positions, I will definitely express some opinions. But music, no, I'd better not make fun of it."

An Ning's translation plug-in translated the idiom Yixiaodafang into Latin.

Just then, the artillery fired another salvo.

Kano: "Should I turn a gun around and fire at the [-]st Brigade? This will give them a test of their morale in the face of shelling."

An Ning hesitated for a moment. To be honest, doing it like this would definitely improve the combat effectiveness of the troops, and it was normal for some casualties during the exercise.But after a brief hesitation, he shook his head: "No. Next, France will definitely fall into civil strife. We have plenty of wars to fight, and many people will die in continuous wars. Let's not waste their lives in the exercises Well, although this will indeed improve the standard of the entire army."

Kano nodded: "Understood."

Beethoven looked very touched: "You really love soldiers like a son!"

An Ning originally wanted to say that this is not considered loving soldiers like a son, but based on his past experience, he knew that this would definitely be interpreted as humility, so he didn't say anything at all.

At this time, Davout's troops had reached the offensive stop line, and the non-commissioned officers guarding the stop line raised a green flag to indicate that they had arrived.

Anning and Lazarcano raised the binoculars to observe Davout's formation.

Kano: "It's a little bit messy, but it's still within the category of the elite division."

An Ning: "Well, send an order to Davout, saying that I am very satisfied. Order the second brigade and start moving forward!"

Chapter 126 It's messed up, it's all messed up

The offensive formations of the next few brigades were not as neat as the first brigade, but they all managed to maintain their formation until the end.

An Ning was very satisfied, so that at least he could fight offensive battles in the wilderness in the future.

After the infantry brigade is gone, it is the turn of the ladies who are currently infantrymen.I don't know if there is a confrontational mentality. Although the formation of the ladies wearing skirts is not as good as that of the first brigade, it looks much better than other brigades.

Kano suggested again: "In my opinion, they are very good skirmishers. Since we can't get so many horses for the time being, let's use them as skirmishers. Skirmishers need less training, but they need higher horses. Fighting spirit."

After all, stragglers fight in a scattered manner, and the physical distance between them and their non-commissioned officers is farther when fighting, so stragglers need to have a higher desire to fight, and they cannot be people who are forced to fight on the battlefield.

Because of this, except for Austria, which has a tradition of using skirmishers, the skirmishers of other countries are often served by criminals and street scumbags, all of whom have subjective desires to kill and set fire.

So what Kano said actually has some truth. The cavalry also requires more desire to fight, because when most cavalry units are running, the officers can't control the people below, and the formation will fall apart as they run.

Without the intention to fight, he charged and ran halfway first.

Therefore, the discipline of the cavalry is also poor, especially the hussars, who are basically horse bandits who have become regulars.

Theoretically speaking, since women can serve as cavalry, they can also serve as skirmishers.

An Ning: "Are you sure you can train the ladies into skirmishers before we go out to fight next time?"

Kano: "Scattered soldiers don't need much training, the key is fighting spirit."

An Ning: "Okay, it's good to try it. I don't want the ladies to fight hand-to-hand with regular line infantry."

"Understood, I will train the ladies well." Lazar Kano said confidently.

At this time, the Sunset Knights who were the last to hold the formation began to form an offensive formation.

Their formation is quite neat, even better than Davout's [-]st Brigade.It can only be said that it is worthy of being a team of all non-commissioned officers, and they have all received years of rigorous training in their respective non-commissioned officer schools.

Halfway through the procession, the knights in white began to shout in unison: "We are the general's sharp blade! We are the ghosts of the old age!"

An Ning frowned: "Who arranged this?"

Kano: "It's not me, they should have prepared it themselves."

An Ning: "In the National Self-Defense Force representing the new era, there are a group of ghosts from the old era... After a while, when the civil war intensifies, are we the white party or the blue party?"

This is the classification method after the French Civil War has been thoroughly intensified. Those who support the National Assembly are the Blue Party, and those who support the restoration of the king are the White Party.

Kano: "That depends on your choice."

At this time, Davu came over on horseback and saluted An Ning: "The whole army's offensive formation drill is over, please give instructions."

An Ning: "Start practicing the transformation of the phalanx."

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After Davout left, An Ning turned to the cavalry commander and head of the Knights of the Guards, Valerie de Oliver, and ordered: "Let the girls prepare, and let these leading soldiers experience the majesty of the cavalry's impact."

"Yes." Valerie saluted, turned her horse and left.

Beethoven murmured: "She's completely silent, I didn't even realize she was here."

An Ning: "Because she is a palace guard knight, in the palace, the higher-ranking people can't speak unless they speak first."

"So it is."

An Ning called the herald again: "Order, order the artillery to stop firing."

"Yes!"

The sound of artillery shooting gradually subsided, and on the ground full of smoke, the troops that were originally in horizontal formations began to change into square formations.

Lazar Cano was still keeping a pocket watch and keeping time.

The two thousand five cavalry led by the Knights of the Guards cut in from the side of the battlefield with a rumbling sound, and rushed towards the infantry that had just formed a phalanx.

This scene is indeed very spectacular.