paranoianovel Chapter 735 Princess Louise
Chapter 735 Princess Louise
Chapter 735 Princess Louise
Dragoons are not dragon knights, but so-called "mounted infantry". The mounts they ride are not excellent war horses. They do not learn mounted fighting or mounted shooting.
In this respect, they are probably no better than any random cowboy.
But if the two were to clash head-on, their fighting power would definitely be reversed.
The dozen or so paladins, on the other hand, were genuine knights, wearing silver helmets and armor, with the emblem of St. George, and riding on tall and strong horses. Compared to the divine horses under their crotches, the mounts of the dragoons were like stupid donkeys.
Leon carefully observed the enemy's formation, which was like a rat pulling a turtle, and it was difficult to attack.
"The British guns have a longer range than ours, and their bullets are more powerful. Look at these dragoons who are carrying small-caliber artillery. We will be at a disadvantage if we fight them head-on."
Texas' intelligence network was pretty good. Leon knew that the dragoons were equipped with white crystal bullets. Even the wolf tribe, which was known for its tenacious vitality, would be in danger of their lives if hit.
"Boss, why don't we retreat?"
A cornerman suggested.
It’s not that they are afraid, but it is not a wise move to use cavalry to charge the enemy’s positions.
Anyway, the mobility of these dragoons is just so-so compared to theirs, and judging from the enemy's posture of digging trenches on the spot, it doesn't seem like they are going to pursue them.
Leon shook his head and said, “No, if we retreat without even fighting, wouldn’t it be a waste of our trip?”
After a little thought, he came up with a plan.
"They want us to retreat in the face of difficulties, but we won't do that. Pass my order and retreat to the town of Munster. Let's have a street fight with these British guys and see if they have the courage to drop shells on their own town."
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At the same time, in Shreveport, twenty kilometers away.
The messenger hurriedly jumped off his horse and rushed into the temporary command post: "Colonel, the town of Munster has been attacked by Texans. The Massachusetts Cuirassier Regiment stationed nearby has already set out and hopes to get our support."
"It's impossible. Send a message to them and let them wish for the best."
Colonel Arthur's face turned pale. Many border towns were in emergency almost at the same time. What was worse was that the arsenal, which was a waterway hub of the Mississippi River and stored ammunition, guns, artillery, shells, gauze and medicines for the upcoming native army, was looted.
That was enough supplies to support an army of 100,000. It was naturally insignificant to the wealthy and powerful British Empire, but it would take at least half a month for these local supplies to be delivered again.
Colonel Arthur could not help but curse: "Damn Texans, shameful thieves, despicable wolf cubs, you will pay the price for offending the majesty of the British Empire!"
Unfortunately, it was uncertain whether the enemy would pay the price, but he, nominally the highest-ranking officer in Louisiana, would certainly have to pay for the loss of his ordnance.
At the same time, in another town not far away.
The freed black slaves were lining up to receive the guns distributed to them.
All the Texas cowboys were stunned as they watched the legendary "mysterious captain" continuously producing guns and ammunition, piling them into a small hill in the square.
"Lord Lothar, these guns of yours, could it be that you moved them from the British arsenal?"
"Actually, more than that."
Last night, Lothar not only visited the Shreveport armory, but also went to the headquarters of the Knights of St. George. Their armory was also looted by Lothar. Those were all "holy artifacts" that had been enshrined in the church for many years. Without these "holy artifacts", the trainee knights would not be able to fight against the wolf leaders with their weak holy light power.
Unfortunately, these holy objects are of no use to Texas.
The success of this trip was all thanks to the "King's Ring".
What is the biggest function of the space ring? Losa may have thought it was just convenience before, but now he thinks that the word convenience should be followed by an adjective "convenient for thieves".
He worked diligently back and forth several times throughout the night. Excluding the weapons he obtained for the black rebels, he was able to arm an army of 80,000, with a complete set of artillery, shells, and ammunition.
"Oh, by the way, I have limited space to carry with me, and I have piled many weapons in a valley. Send some people to get them. At the moment, it seems that the British will not be able to organize an offensive in a short time. I want to go deep behind enemy lines and see."
According to the combat record of the Elite 1 stage, Losa no longer needs to go all out to deal with it.
Just this "thief's trip" played a greater role in this battle than his bloody battle in the previous Battle of Texas.
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New York.
A long whistle sounded at the port.
Three huge, armor-plated steam airships were flying in the sky, and below them were more than a dozen steel warships emitting billowing black smoke. The black gun holes demonstrated the unchallengeable maritime hegemony of the British Empire.
The black smoke columns that stretch from sky to earth are the "symbol of civilization" that people of this era are most proud of.
The colonial officials holding umbrellas could even feel the coal slag falling on their heads. From time to time, they took out their pocket watches to check the time. There was some impatience on their faces, but no one dared to complain.
Because what they were waiting for was Princess Louise, the eldest daughter of Queen Victoria, the most noble woman in the world, and not the "governors" who had been sent from their homeland in the past and who would easily be sidelined if they did not cooperate with them.
As the only industrial city in the Thirteen Colonies, New York was regarded as the torch of civilization on the American continent.
For many of them, it was a great honor that Princess Louise chose to settle here.
At this time, Princess Louise, who was waiting for everyone, wearing a golden crown and dressed in red, white and gold clothes, was still in the cabin, dressing herself up slowly under the service of her maids.
Over the years, the separatist undercurrents in the Thirteen Colonies were surging. George Washington's hanging in Richmond was never an end, and the antagonism between the colonies and the mainland would not disappear with the death of one person or a purge.
For example, the fuse for the Thirteen Colonies Revolt was actually caused by Britain's annexation of French colonies during the Seven Years' War.
In the eyes of the natives, the conquered French colonies such as Louisiana were assigned to the governments of the Thirteen Colonies, and the military expenses of sending troops to the American battlefields would naturally have to be borne by the colonial governments.
The colonial ruling class also felt that they were at a disadvantage because they were forced to join a war that did not belong to them. They had already suffered heavy losses from the war, and now they had to bear the military expenses. This was simply intolerable.
Unfortunately, their words were of no use. The local government still tried to recover the tax through stamp duty and other means, so conflicts broke out.
What it all comes down to is the inconsistency in interests between the powerful in the colonies and the local ruling class.
Unless Britain continues to remain strong, the independence of British North America is inevitable.
The Boer War had demonstrated that fighting a modern war was extremely costly.
Neither Her Majesty the Queen nor the Lords of Parliament wanted to fight another War of Independence in America.
The arrival of Princess Louise and her attempt to crown herself as Grand Duchess of New England was also an attempt by the native faction to rule the vast territory of North America - that is, to divide North America into pieces of royal territories, rule them by members of the royal family, and then form a "Commonwealth" with the natives as the core.
"Your Highness, it's almost time."
The guard outside the door couldn't help but urge.
Louise whispered, "Let them wait. Isn't the loyalty of these colonial officials enough to make them wait for a while?"
The guard said quickly: "But Your Highness, it's already a quarter of an hour late. This is not in line with royal etiquette, and the purpose of your visit is not..."
Princess Louise interrupted him before he could finish, saying, "That's enough, Sir Charles. I have my own plans. If we can just delay for a little while, and let those traitors show up on their own, it will save us a lot of trouble."
In Louise's opinion, being exiled to a remote place like North America was not a good thing.