Blood tax

A series of black shadows cut through the smoke and crashed towards the ramparts of the bastion. Most of the shelling only knocked down clods of earth and fell into the trenches, but the explosions and smoke of grenades and smoke grenades soon spread.

The Confederate soldiers on the bastion were the First and Second Corps of the Sebasto Front organized according to the new organization. Twenty thousand people were hiding from artillery fire behind bunkers, unaware of the situation on the battlefield. Even their brave officers who stood up to observe the situation quickly lost sight. Smoke and debris from three hundred cannons filled the field of view, and there were fires and collapses everywhere.

The shelling became more intensive. The Senate's artillery was at a disadvantage in the exchange of fire, but they seemed to have been ordered to increase their firepower on the front of the bastion at all costs.

"Comrades, this is the signal for the general offensive," Roland said goodbye to the frontline commanders at the headquarters, "Let's go fight."

They could hear the regular drumbeats and steps, and the rumbling ground was getting closer and closer.

"The enemy is coming!"

"Prepare for battle!"

Two urgent bugles sounded from the observation post. Squadron officers and sergeants came to kick the dirt-covered soldiers' asses.

Squadron after squadron, flag after flag, battle infantry in red uniforms and breastplates wearing iron helmets formed a red line around the bastion.

"Go on the bayonet!"

"Load!"

The infantryman inserted the bayonet into the slot under the barrel, loaded the ammunition skillfully, and then looked ahead, waiting for the order to fight.

Battalion and corps commanders rode by on horseback near the battle line, shouting battle slogans:
"Here, fight to the end!"

Another round of artillery shells came over, and the long queue of soldiers and parapet were made several holes by the beating artillery shells. Others did not dare to violate discipline and turn around to look, but the torn bodies, torn arms, legs, feet and heads fell on their shoulders and heads. Flesh and blood were everywhere, and there were mutilated corpses everywhere.

The screaming wounded were immediately carried away by the auxiliary soldiers.

The artillery fire was fierce, and the huge killing effect produced every time the shells landed shook some soldiers whose bodies were covered with the blood and flesh of their comrades. However, the dense formation, discipline and fighting will did not make them retreat, and they soon regained their courage under the encouragement of their officers.

Suddenly, the continuous bombardment stopped! Not only was the terrifying artillery fire from the opposite side, but even the Confederate's own 6-pounder and 12-pounder guns stopped firing, leaving only a few scattered loud noises from the 24-pounder guns.

The artillerymen worked hard to clean the barrels and poured cold water on the barrels.

It was hard to see clearly through the smoke, but the sound of dense footsteps was getting closer. Suddenly, rapid drumbeats and bugles sounded, and two raised eagle flags appeared in the smoke!

There was an aura that was difficult for the soldiers to see and understand. Thunderous flashes appeared in the smoke, followed by the roar of mountains and tsunamis.

"Legion warriors, show your blades and embrace the glory of battle!"

After preparing for artillery fire with huge losses, the troops of General Kondai and Tyulin of Beyeland advanced to a place three hundred meters in front of the bastion. They had already drunk the special potion, and invisible psychic shields and enhancements descended on the entire army.

The soldiers of the Beyelan Legion felt that they had too much strength to use up! They gave up the traditional throwing spears and large shields, wore iron armor, held big swords, halberds or double swords, and came with siege ladders to overwhelm mountains and seas!

"Shotshot!"

"Standard 300 - release!"

The Confederate artillery gave up suppressing the Senate's artillery and used all its strength to intercept the legion's charge with shotgun shells and grenades. The cannon was spraying thick smoke and fire almost non-stop, raining down dense projectiles on the heads of the legionnaires.

Grape-sized pellets swept away in pieces, shattering the legionnaires' shields, breaking open their breastplates, and beating their chests and limbs into a bloody mess.

The soldiers fell one by one, and the soldiers behind them jumped over them, holding giant swords and halberds, and carrying ladders on their shoulders, and continued to advance.

The legionnaires deployed in front of the enemy step by step under the artillery fire of the dense front line. They charged in a large group of three columns, like a wave, as fast as flowing clouds and flowing water. The column that was under intensive shelling was punched out one after another, but there was no chaos at all. There was no noise or commotion at all, it was extremely quiet!

Quickly changing formations, fearless of death, heavily armored giant sword, charging distance beyond the limit of human physical strength, and even trying to climb the bastion using a ladder... Harandil who came to the front line was stunned.

"This is what Bayerland Superman is...

"Did Griffith fight with these people before?"

The new type of legion completely surpassed everyone's understanding of the legion. The forwards attacked in columns, minimizing the damage caused by the shelling, and quickly approached less than a hundred meters in front of the barrier with the shells. Some of the Confederate artillery gave up interception and began to attack in depth. The rest began to adjust their muzzles and prepare to attack between Fort Acute Angle and Fort Obtuse Angle.

The charge greatly shaken the Confederate soldiers. The soldiers' teeth were chattering. They are troops recruited from various places, and some of them were serving in legions and auxiliaries not long ago. Several charging columns of the Beyeland Army were wiped out by artillery fire, and the columns behind them immediately caught up and took their places and continued the charge.

Whether they were veterans of the legion, rebels, or new recruits, they were greatly shocked just by facing the charge of Beyelan's elite troops.

"shooting!"

The infantry officers behind the parapet raised their command knives at the same time.

Thousands of flintlock guns emitted crackling shots, and a dense rain of bullets swept across the entire front. A large number of people under the bastion were shot and fell to the ground immediately. The shields of many legionnaires were exhausted in an instant, and lead bullets were fired into their bodies. However, they rolled around on the ground, and some of them got up and continued moving forward.

This scene stunned the Confederates from top to bottom, and they began to instinctively fire with all their might. The skirmishers and Beyonders on the sniper tower also used all their abilities.

As the regiment closed in on the trenches and ramparts, the artillery and rifle fire became more intensive.

The legionnaires set up the ladder on the trench and jumped over it like lightning. The ladder from behind was brought up, and it was set up directly towards the barrier.

"clang!"

The iron hook at the end of the ladder was fastened to the parapet as soon as it was put on it. This series of buckles seemed to turn on a switch for the Confederate soldiers, and everyone went crazy.

The gunners deployed on the ramparts were shirtless and tried their best to fire cannonballs rapidly towards the increasingly dense troops between the Acute Angle Forts.

"Salvo! Release!"

Red fire snakes flashed along the parapet, and the legionnaires were hit by fire from the left and right wings and fell into the ditch one after another. Several sections of the trench were quickly filled with corpses. The people behind stepped on the corpses and rushed to the bottom of the barrier, and then were knocked down in batches by fire fired from the slope on the other side.

The great swords and halberds of the legionnaires swayed under the eyes of the battle infantry. The grenadier threw the grenade down. Explosions were heard one after another, trenches and ramparts were filled with smoke, and shrapnel and splinters killed rows of soldiers.

There is not an inch of safe space.

Harandil couldn't see the battlefield clearly, so he could only climb to the nearby sentry tower. The sentry tower seemed to be floating in the sea of ​​clouds, and below it was a crowd of people rolling like a stormy sea. There is no need to aim the 6-pounder guns everywhere, just shoot down the convex angle on the opposite side. Each shelling shot could spray dozens of shotgun shells towards the crowded regiment, beating their flesh and blood everywhere.

The corpses of beaten legionnaires lay everywhere, but they still kept climbing up. Those who had not yet had their turn to climb responded with their own grenades to the battle infantry behind the breastworks.

At first, they climbed down a few times before being knocked down. Chaos in Confederate firing also increased, with some artillery having to be stopped to cool down. Soon, legionnaires began to approach the parapet.

Suddenly, an officer holding two swords stepped on the shoulders of the legionnaire and crossed the crowd. He stepped on the ladder with great skill, grabbed the shoulder of the soldier who was still climbing and pressed it, directly crossing the parapet and landing next to the infantry in the line of battle.

The battle infantry turned their heads and saw him, before they could turn their guns. I saw Officer Beyelan seem to be pressing the two swords on his waist at a slow speed, half-kneeling, turning sideways...

The whirlwind suddenly rose, and the sword light danced like two spiral thunderbolts. Officer Beyelan spun among the infantrymen, and the soldiers he approached were torn into pieces, and each one was broken at the waist.

This blow threw the infantry into chaos. Many sergeants immediately rushed forward with bayonets in hand, but no one was an enemy. The entire squadron retreated under the sword master-like momentum.

Officer Beyelan opened a breach, and the legionnaires behind them risked their lives to climb over the parapet and gathered together.

……

An army with high-level combat power fights at a fast pace, and one mistake can lead to danger. The Confederate Army headquarters and frontline headquarters specially set up copper pipes for communication to prevent the death of the messenger or psychic interference from causing the communication method to fail.

Even so, the headquarters staff were still in chaos.

"What, what? Louder!"

"Can't stand it anymore!? What does your battalion do for food? Tell your battalion commander that if you can't hold the position, you will engage in military law. Yes, support will be here soon!"

Werner Negri summarizes the situation on the front lines. In many places, the fighting was extremely fierce. The Beyonders in Beyelan's army have amazing combat capabilities and have already made several breakthroughs.

The battalion guarding Fort Crown Obtuse suffered particularly heavy losses.

Is the opponent's morale locked? Is it reasonable that a bastion guarded by line infantry artillery can be penetrated in one day? Roland gritted his teeth and said sternly:

"I don't want their casualty figures;
"Tell commanders at all levels that even if all the troops are exhausted, they must hold on until reinforcements arrive!"