MTL - Napoleon II Reborn-Chapter 519 march to london

"Boom! Boom!" Violent explosions continued to ring out in the forest outside Dover. Although the forest gave the British artillery a good cover, it also reduced the power of the French artillery. However, the number of naval guns used by the French fleet to launch bombardments is too many. The 305mm naval gun alone exceeds 10mén, and there are countless other 280mm and 155mm naval guns.

At the beginning, the British artillery was able to return fire. After that, he was firmly suppressed.

At this time, the British Army of the three divisions launched a fierce attack on the simple line of defense established by the French Marine Division. [bsp;The French Marine Division has just landed, and the defense line they have established is not perfect. They have only established firepower points of large and small heavy machine guns and light machine guns, barely forming a line of defense, and the trenches have not even been dug yet. If the British attack came an hour late, their fortifications would be enough to give the British a headache. But Forfar grasped the timing quite well, and caught the French army by surprise.

"Fire! Mortars are ready, the target is directly ahead, 500 meters, ten rapid fire shots!" Officers at all levels of the Marine Division quickly commanded the army to start a counterattack. Facing the densely packed British army, they had no fear. Because they firmly believe that victory must belong to them.

The British soldiers, with their rifles in hand, howled and rushed towards the French line of defense. Before they got close, the mortars of the French army opened fire, and a large number of shells smashed into the attack formation of the British army. Shrapnel flew across, taking away countless lives.

The British soldiers also performed very bravely, and were not intimidated by the fierce shelling of the French army. Stepping on the corpses of his comrades-in-arms, he continued to rush forward.

When they were only 100 meters away from the French defense line, the heavy and light machine guns of the French army opened fire one after another. The hot bullets rushed out of the muzzle at high speed, knocking down and tearing up the rows of British troops one after another.

Facing the fierce firepower of the French army. The British attack was frustrated. They were suppressed at a place less than a hundred meters away from the French army's position, lying on the ground stubbornly, not daring to stand up. What was even more dangerous was that the morale that had been gathered with great difficulty began to drop rapidly.

"Boom! Boom!" A large number of shells made a sharp sound and smashed into the British attacking team. These are the destroyers in the French fleet, guided by the observers, and opened fire. They reached the shore of Dover to provide the most direct artillery support for the Marine Division.

The navy's naval guns, even with the same caliber, are not as powerful as the army's cannons. The artillery shells roared and fell into the British attacking queue, blasting out huge craters one after another.

Most of the British soldiers have only participated in the war against Ireland and Scotland, and have never experienced such a terrible shelling. For them, it seems to be in hell. It is a severe test for their spirit and psychology. Some soldiers couldn't bear the pressure, got up from the ground, turned around and ran back. But before he ran two steps, he was torn apart by shells. The rest of the people trembled when they saw this situation.

In just half an hour, in their eyes, it seemed longer than a year. After the shelling by the French fleet ended, the eyes of the living people showed the look of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe. At this time, no one thought about attacking any more, and all retreated under the farewell of the French army's gunshots.

"Haha, fight! The British still can't do it!" Many members of the French Marine Corps on the front line laughed. Although at the beginning, they were so frightened by the sudden appearance of a large number of British teams that their palms were sweating. But it never occurred to me that the British army is basically just a silver gun with a waxy gun head, which looks good but doesn't work.

At this time, on the Dover Wharf, Field Marshal Bryder was shouting hoarsely: "The infantry will disembark first, and each company will be a unit, rushing to the front line to support. The supplies will be delivered last!"

"Marshal, the British have been repulsed!" A staff officer ran to Bride with a happy face and reported to him.

"Huh? What's going on here?" Didn't it mean that the Marine Division was heavily attacked by the British Army? In less than an hour, the British retreated.

"Marshal, the British are not vulnerable at all. After being bombarded by the naval ships for half an hour, they retreated in fear!" the staff officer laughed. The French army is indeed the most powerful. Compared with the French army, the British army is still worse.

"Hmph! After so many years, the British Army is still the same!" Brad held back his mouth in disdain. After that, he didn't stay at the pier anymore, and re-handled the dispatch of the landing to the commander in charge, and went to the temporary command post set up on the shore by himself. Since the combat power of the British Army is so bad, it seems necessary to make some changes to the strategy of the French Army.

In the rear of Dover, in the British forward headquarters. Forfar's face was a bit ugly, even though he had anticipated this attack, it would have no effect. But I still didn't expect that the performance of the British army would be so unbearable. After being hit hard by the French fleet's naval guns, morale was wiped out.

"General, do we want to launch another attack?" A division commander asked cautiously.

The three divisions that participated in the attack did not suffer heavy casualties, only a few thousand casualties, and they could still fight.

"How much artillery do we have left?" asked Forfer.

"There are less than a hundred mén cannons left!" The artillery commander replied. Although they quickly retreated after being suppressed by the French fleet, a large number of artillery were destroyed by the shelling of the French fleet.

"Then prepare for another bombardment! Regroup the troops and start attacking immediately after ten minutes of bombardment. If you dare to retreat, you will be punished as a deserter!" Forfar ordered after thinking for a while.

"Obey! General!" All the division commanders went to prepare immediately.

Half an hour later, the remaining more than 100 artillery pieces of the British army first launched shelling on the French army's position.

The French were digging trenches when the shells fell. As soon as the explosion sounded, they immediately put down the tools in their hands, picked up their guns, and rushed into the simple trenches, preparing to resist the enemy's attack.

The British bombardment ended in just ten minutes. It wasn't that Forfar didn't want to shell out longer. It is impossible! The prolonged bombardment attracted retaliation from the French fleet. In that case, the more than one hundred cannons left by him would not be enough to watch at all.

The shelling of the British army started in a hurry and ended in a hurry. It did not cause much casualties to the French army at all. Sure enough, as soon as the British bombardment ended, the French fleet's revenge began. Based on the trajectory of the British artillery shells, they discovered the British artillery positions, so they quickly suppressed them. But as soon as the shelling of the British army ended, they immediately pulled the cannons and retreated. The seemingly violent shelling of the French army did not cause any losses to the British army at all.

After the bombardment, the British attacked again. The shelling just now made them muster up their courage again and their morale soared. Under the leadership of low-level officers, they howled and rushed to the French position.

Still the same, when the French army was less than 100 meters away from the position, the light and heavy machine guns of the French army fired at the same time, and those who rushed to the front were shot and fell to the ground. This terrified the remaining British soldiers. Didn't the shelling just take place? Why is the firepower of the French still so fierce?

Many people want to retreat. But as soon as he ran back to the position, he was stopped by the military police.

"No retreat, continue to attack! Anyone who violates the order will be killed without mercy!" the military police said coldly.

The fleeing British army was in an uproar, and was about to attack the defense line of the gendarmerie.

"Da da!" The machine gun fired, and the first few deserters were shot dead by the military police.

Realizing that the gendarmes were serious, the British soldiers were terrified.

"I don't want to die! Please let me go back!" A British soldier stumbled forward.

"Stop, or we'll shoot!" A major of the gendarmerie immediately warned.

But the footsteps of the soldiers did not stop.

"Boom!" The gunshot rang out. "The general has an order to retreat without authorization, and he will be punished as a deserter!" The major of the military police said coldly.

"Forget it, if you die on the way to attack!" Some British soldiers were furious. They picked up their guns again, turned around and charged the French army. Under their leadership, all the British troops launched a desperate attack with the belief that they must die.

The sudden change of the British army made the French army a little confused~www.novelbuddy.com~ But the British army was going to die, and the French army naturally couldn't stop it. They all opened fire. Under the fire blockade of the French army, the attacking British army fell one by one like harvesting wheat.

But their decisive attack also brought a little trouble to the French army. Their defense line was built hastily and was not stable at all. Once it was attacked by the British army, it immediately collapsed.

Fortunately, the fleet's artillery support arrived immediately, and the violent shelling completely shattered the attack of the British army. Countless people fell on the way to attack. Immediately afterwards, a division of the French 4th Army entered the battlefield after preparations were completed. Their arrival immediately contained the British army.

Seeing heavy casualties, Forfar eventually called off the suicide attack and the whole army fell back, towards Maidstone.

After that, the French troops landed from Dover continuously, and in the evening, the second wave landing force had all completed the landing. The total number of French troops that went ashore exceeded 100,000, and they established a strong defensive position.

When the report of the successful landing of the French army reached the Tuileries Palace, Xiao Jie was not very happy. From his point of view, successfully landing in the UK is exactly what it should be without any difficulty. Immediately afterwards, he issued only one order, "March to London!"