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Under the curse of Castagnos, the artillerymen of the Spanish rebellion hurriedly pulled out the 40 cannons, adjusted their range, and bombarded the French positions. You get what you pay for, and although these cannons are obsolete, they are still very powerful when used together. Immediately, the French army was beaten so hard that they couldn't lift their heads. Many people were also eaten ashes, and some who had no time to hide were sent to see God directly. And the regiment that the Spanish rebels had previously attacked also took advantage of this opportunity to withdraw.

Seeing that the French army was suppressed, Castagnos laughed loudly: "Boom, keep bombing and kill those sons of bitches."

Bernal felt that his head had been bumped by something. With a bang, he felt a little dizzy. He took off the helmet on his head and saw that the top of the helmet was dented. Swallowing his saliva, Bernal thought to himself: Fortunately, there is this thing, otherwise he would be hit on the head by shrapnel directly, and he would be dead.

"Wow, you don't die like this, you are so lucky." Schmidt also noticed Bernal's strangeness, and exclaimed.

Patting the ashes on his head, Bernal was furious. Damn, our artillery has always been the only one who ravages others. Today, he was almost beaten to death by his artillery. "Come on, send 3 One 80mm heavy mortar and all the mortars of the 2nd Battalion are brought in to kill all those **** artillery."

Soon, following Bernal's orders, the soldiers brought in the mortars. The two sides began a fierce artillery battle. The French army has 24 37mm mortars and 3 80mm heavy mortars, and the Spanish rebels have 40 old-fashioned cannons. For a while, shells flew across the battlefield, and the two sides fought happily. The old-fashioned cannons of the Spanish rebels are as powerful as 37mm, which is much worse than the 80mm heavy mortars. Although the Spanish chaos army has a numerical advantage, but in terms of shooting speed, it is more than a little bit worse than the French army. Therefore, the balance of victory in the artillery battle slowly tilted towards the French army. The cannons of the Spanish rebel army were blown into scrap iron one by one, and the artillery suffered heavy losses. Although the French army also suffered losses, it was much better than the Spanish chaos.

"General, the situation is not good! Judging from the situation of the French artillery bombardment, the French army has at least hundreds of cannons?" Door after door was blown up, Misend said with some concern.

"Damn, there are hundreds of cannons. Didn't the information say that they only have one regiment? A regiment has hundreds of cannons. How can they get so many cannons? The 88th Army is too extravagant. Do you want more?" Human life." Castagnos said very depressed.

"General, I think it's better to withdraw the artillery, or our artillery will fall here, and we will have to rely on them to attack other strong cities in the future?" Misend reminded. During this period of time, they have already destroyed 15 cannons. If this continues, the artillery establishment may have to be cancelled.

"The artillery is retreating." Castagnos finally had to withdraw the artillery, feeling very uncomfortable. He had never been so useless in his life as he is today. "Canel, immediately order the infantry to attack me. Even if you use people to pile up, you have to pile up the Medinaceli." Castagnos, in a rage, issued a frantic order.

But Kanel faithfully carried out his order and sent out one regiment after another.

Seeing that the artillery of the Spanish rebellion retreated, the French army cheered. Although I don't know how many cannons the enemy destroyed, there must be quite a few, otherwise the opponent would not have retreated on its own initiative. The French also lost three 37mm mortars and several artillerymen in the artillery battle. Bernal felt comfortable now, and finally vented his anger.

"Cheer up, everyone. Their artillery has been defeated by us. I'm afraid the infantry will start attacking soon." Seeing that everyone was a little slack, the deputy head of the regiment, Strong, quickly reminded them.

"Come on!" The Spanish chaos army shouted, emboldened themselves, and then rushed towards the French army's position. But when the gunshots from the French army sounded and the people who rushed to the front fell down, they no longer dared to rush forward, and they either lay on the ground or retreated desperately.

"Don't retreat, charge me." Castagnos yelled from behind. But on the issue of the relationship's life, basically no one listened to him anymore, and they all ran back. Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Castagnos took a gun from the guard and shot it at the fleeing crowd. Immediately, the unlucky man was killed on the ground. The fleeing crowd were all stunned, and they didn't dare to retreat any more. They all looked at Castagnos, not knowing what to do.

"All attack me. Without my order, you are not allowed to retreat. If there is disobedience and disrespect, they will be killed without mercy! The military police will form a law enforcement team for me. Anyone who shrinks and disobeys orders will be shot." Casta Neos was like a beast about to eat people, with red eyes, and gave the most severe order.

Under his order, the gendarmes all raised their guns, pointed at their comrades in arms, and drove them to continue the attack.

If you attack, you may die, but if you retreat, you will definitely die. In order to seek that little life in a narrow escape, a large number of Spanish rebels were forced to take up arms and launched a desperate attack on the French positions.

Under the desperate impact of the Spanish chaos, the pressure on the French army suddenly increased.

"Damn it, they've taken too much medicine, so they're not afraid of death." Smit said with a pale face as he watched the Spanish rebels rushing forward and stepping on the corpses of their comrades-in-arms.

"It is estimated that they prepared a law enforcement team and forced them to attack, so they are so desperate." Bernal said with some concern.

"I'm not afraid of that. With our intensive firepower, they won't be able to charge up at all, but I'm afraid that our weapons will wear out a lot and the ammunition will also consume a lot. After all, there are 100,000 Spanish rebels outside." Long also said worriedly.

"Immediately call up the 2nd Battalion to stabilize the line of defense. We must not let them break through our line of defense. Let the 1st Battalion be in charge of ammunition transportation to ensure the supply of ammunition to the front line. In addition, send someone to ask for help from the 5th Regiment." According to the situation on the battlefield, Bei Gnar gave the order decisively.

Under Bernal's order, the entire 4th Regiment was busy. With the concerted efforts of all the officers and soldiers of the 4th Regiment, the defense line finally stabilized, and despite the impact of the Spanish chaos, it was as safe as Mount Tai.

Fighting from morning to noon, the Spanish rebellion paid tens of thousands of people and piled up a thick layer of corpses in front of Medinaceli, but they were still unable to break through the French defense line and reached Medinaceli under the city.

"Keep attacking, don't stop." Although it was time for lunch, Castagnos still ordered to continue attacking. Anyway, he has a lot of people, so some of them can have lunch first, and some continue to attack. Then they will exchange Just one click.

But the French army couldn't do it anymore. They fought all morning without stopping for a moment. The French soldiers, who hadn’t even had a drop of water, continued to fight with the Spanish rebels desperately. Although they were very tired, hungry and thirsty, they gritted their teeth and persisted, and no one complained that they were tired. , cry hungry, cry thirsty. Everything is persisted only by a belief in my heart, that is the honor of the 88th Legion, the honor of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. The 88th had never lost a battle, so they couldn't back down either.

Suddenly, a heavy machine gun malfunctioned due to continuous shooting for too long, and the shooting stopped, so there was a slight hole in the French army's front. But the repairman quickly eliminated the fault, and the heavy machine gun continued to fire, and the loophole was quickly filled. But slowly, as time went by, more and more weapons had malfunctions of one kind or another, and the repairmen were gradually overwhelmed, so the French army's defense line became loose. The Spanish rebels also discovered this and took the opportunity to attack.

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the Spanish rebel army finally reached the city of Medinaceli after paying a huge price, and then blasted a big hole in the city wall with gunpowder. Quickly flocked to the city.

"Damn it, go to the 1st Battalion and drive them all out." Bernal ordered.

The 1st Battalion, which had been used as a reserve force, was then pulled onto the battlefield. With powerful firepower, they finally killed all the Spanish rebels who rushed into the city. But this also gave Castagnos great hope. If the city is broken, it is not far from defeating the French army. Under the persecution of Castagnos and all kinds of good promises, the Spanish rebels did not want to launch an attack.

Finally, the 1st Battalion failed to block the surging Spanish rebels, and Bernal was forced to give up his position~lightnovelpub.net~ and started a fierce street battle with the Spanish rebels. The city was captured by the Spanish rebels, which caused the morale of the 4th regiment to plummet, so that in the street battles, the Spanish rebels caused a lot of casualties by virtue of their numerical superiority.

The situation became quite unfavorable to the 4th Regiment. Under the oppression of the Spanish rebellion, they retreated step by step. Fierce hand-to-hand combat was also staged everywhere. The 4th regiment was about to fail, and Castagnos had a smile on his face.

"Come on!" At the most critical time, reinforcements from the 5th regiment arrived. With their joining, the momentum of the Spanish chaos was suppressed immediately, and the occupied areas began to be gradually recovered.

Castagnos was very angry and was about to order to step up the attack. At this time, Misend came over and said: "General, something is wrong. The British army suffered a big defeat in Tudela. What should we do?" ?”

"What? The British army was defeated so quickly." Castagnos only felt dizzy for a while. He was very unwilling, and the cooked ducks flew away, but he still gave the order to retreat. He was afraid that the French army would take advantage of it. Attacking him this time, even the British army was defeated, how could he be the opponent of the French army?

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