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Chapter 152 Crazy Gambler (Part )
Daleks are crazy.

Pierre sat with his legs apart, leaning against the earthen wall, watching the surging crowd entering through the gap in the earthen wall that he and his men had blasted open. He was exhausted and said nothing.

A soldier carrying a long spear like a hoe ran past Pierre with his head lowered. Then the next second, he straightened his legs and fell straight forward, hitting the ground with a thud.

Pierre looked at the unlucky guy. He was motionless and had no obvious wounds on his body, but the former was very sure that he heard a "puff" sound just before the latter fell.

It was obvious that this infantry brother had been shot.

Who fired the shot?

It was probably a stray arrow from the enemy-occupied hill a thousand steps away on the left front.

The young men following the deceased hurriedly dropped what they were holding, ran over, grabbed his body and shook it, trying to get him to stand up again.

Pierre really wanted to tell them not to waste their energy and to move forward quickly. The supervision team sent by Lieutenant General Dalek was right behind them. If they saw you, they would be beheaded.

Pierre thought about this, but he moved his lips twice and said nothing.

He was too lazy to say anything because he was too tired. Secondly, it was obvious at a glance that these auxiliary soldiers came from the same place and were all from the same hometown. It would be difficult to ask them to abandon their companions just by saying a few words.

As for why Pierre knew this so clearly, it was because this kind of thing had happened to him twice before, and this was the third time.

Just as Pierre thought of this, the mounted supervisors rushed over.

As soon as they came up, wearing black armor, they whipped the auxiliary soldiers.

"General Dalek has ordered that everyone must move forward and not retreat. Do you want to be deserters?!"

After being beaten and threatened, these auxiliary soldiers had no choice but to abandon the bodies, pick up their weapons and packages again, and continue moving forward.

After driving the auxiliary troops forward, the supervisors also saw Pierre lying on the ground. Their captain rode over and looked down at him.

"Hey, you still alive?"

"Get away from me, you damn black dog! That's my man!"

At this moment, the limping Captain Bertrand ran over with several cuirassier foot cavalry. He was not wearing a helmet, and his ugly angry face was exposed to the sight of the supervising team, which scared them.

The captain of the battle squad took a look at the captain's insignia on Bertrand's shoulder armor, and his breastplate, which was stained with blood but still vaguely showed its original style. He muttered a few words that only he could hear, then led his men on horseback over the earth wall and went inside.

The captain of the cavalry is also a captain, but there are differences between captains and captains. Captain Bertrand's breastplate shows that he is a captain of the cavalry, which has a higher status than his captain of the cavalry.

After driving away the supervision team, Bertrand stood in front of Pierre, who looked at the former with his eyes under the visor.

"Hey, are you still alive?"

"Ah."

Pierre snorted, and after getting the answer, Bertrand kicked the former with satisfaction.

"It's good that he's not dead. Stand up and move forward... Come on, lift him up."

Pierre was helplessly grabbed by the arm, forcibly lifted up, and dragged forward.

It was also because of this that after crossing the collapsed earth wall, Pierre saw the battle situation ahead.

On the two hills to the left and right, infantrymen carrying the flags of the Republic charged toward a small hilltop dotted with dense flares, moving slightly closer before retreating like waves on a beach. It was a tragic scene, for with each retreat, the attackers left behind a number of bodies. But at this moment, perhaps because of the distance, Pierre couldn't see the horrific death; he only found it comical.

Since we are attacking, where are the artillery?
Pierre remembered that when he was sitting on the wall, he saw the artillerymen pushing more than a dozen cannons over. Why didn't they fire at the positions on the hill now?
He subconsciously turned his head to look for them, and then following the sound of the artillery, he found them in front... The artillery was firing at the fortress standing on the top of the hillside. Gravel and dust were scattered by the impact of the iron shells, raising clouds of gray dust.

On the winding mountain road, team after team of soldiers in yellow and white uniforms were rushing up, and then fell down in large numbers because of the flashing flames on the city wall.

Pierre looked at the dim sun that was already leaning towards the mountainside, and he once again confirmed his previous thoughts.

……

"This guy is really crazy."

Chris sighed, and from behind the highest parapet of the city wall, he peeked down and saw the enemy corpses covering the mountain road under the shooting of his own flintlock soldiers and the bombardment of tiger squat cannons and shotgun shells.

Even though he was used to seeing life and death, he was still amazed by the targets that kept falling one after another.

Chris took two steps back and looked up at the shy sun half-hiding its face in the sky. He squinted his eyes and estimated the time.

It was around four in the afternoon, and it would be dark in an hour and a half.

According to normal procedures, at this point in the battle, the enemy troops at the foot of the hill should have called off their troops and just consolidated their existing gains. It would not be too late to start attacking the city tomorrow.

Anyway, Bolas Fortress is here and it can't run away. It won't take much time to attack the city tomorrow.

But Lieutenant General Dalek just refused to do it. He just did it recklessly and brutally.

Just then, Chris heard an unusually dull explosion coming from under his feet.

He tilted his head and listened for a while, and soon determined the source of the explosion.

It is a cave leading to an underground river.

Did the enemy really come in from there?

Just as he was surprised, the messenger came running towards him from the stairs.

"Your Highness, Centurion Lex reports that he encountered the enemy in the underground river passage."

Oh, it seems that the explosion sound is the sound of the Centurion using the grenades made in the border area to resist the enemy's attack.

Chris was not worried that the enemy could break through the defense of the militia century. Although the militia's combat effectiveness was not very good, the number of enemies that could come in from the secret river would definitely not be too many.

This is not because of whether the enemy is willing or not, but because of the objective conditions. With such a small entrance, he can't squeeze in an army of 100,000.

Chris waved his hand, signaling the messenger to go down and continue waiting for news... Since someone came from the secret passage, the traitor should have revealed himself at this time.

When Chris thought of this, he leaned out, took a look at the enemies outside the women's wall, and counted their approximate number.

Well, it’s almost five figures.

There are already a lot of fish in the net, it's almost time to close the net.

(End of this chapter)