Chapter 1514: Breaking the Encirclement

Nashadier's Cavalry took advantage of the momentum to pursue, determined to leave none of the French Cavalry behind.

The French general, covered in blood and filth, gave a cold smile as he saw the Nashadier Cavalry in hot pursuit behind him.

The enemy had fallen for the trap, just as expected.

Meanwhile, behind the Nashadier Cavalry, the Infantry formed into a Square Formation and marched toward the French Port.

The great battle erupted.

Outside the French city, the defensive line of Artillery Towers spanning two hundred meters adjusted their muzzles immediately upon discovering the French Cavalry retreating, aiming at the distant Nashadier Cavalry.

The French Cavalry took a quick step ahead, crossing the French Cannon coverage zone, and rode off.

And behind them, the main Nashadier army arrived as well.

At this moment, the sky began to turn pale, and this chase that had started in the starry night was not yet over.

Gazing at the two-hundred-meter stretch of French Artillery Towers, the Nashadier Cavalry halted in surprise.

But they did not leave.

Behind them, the main army had already arrived.

On the French side, they set up Artillery Towers; on the Nashadier side, they set up an artillery formation.

Nashadier rode to the front line, looked at Sashaer on the city wall, and shouted coldly: "Cowardly French, do you dare to come out of the city for a battle!"

Sashaer stood on the city wall at this moment, looking at the Nashadier army, and laughed out loud.

"Foolish Nashadier, you have fallen into a trap; can you not tell?"

Sashaer waved a hand.

The French Army, which had long been lying in ambush, appeared out of thin air.

Nashadier's heart sank as he watched the enemies emerging all around; the retreat route had been blocked off.

His expression turned dark and uncertain, and he looked at Sashaer with rage.

He shouted coldly: "Soldiers, there is no retreating!"

"Level this city!"

With a *clang*, Nashadier drew the Command Saber at his waist and roared ferociously:

"Charge with me!"

"Roar!"

The main army launched a charge, with the Cavalry in the lead and artillery fire providing cover.

Sashaer waved his hand, and countless French Army troops flooded into the battlefield; Infantry and Musketeers danced together, and artillery fire filled the sky.

The explosions kicked up clouds of dust.

Though they had fallen into a trap, Nashadier calmly observed the situation; the battlefield was a chaotic melee, and although the French Army was fierce and held the advantage,

the Nashadier troops were not at a significant disadvantage.

Although the Artillery Towers were sturdy, when faced with the ultra-long-range Longyan Siege Cannon, any tower would be completely scrapped if it took a single accurate hit.

As for other parts of the battlefield, because the French Cavalry had suffered heavy casualties, the battlefield was almost entirely controlled by the Nashadier Cavalry.

If not for the covering fire from the French Artillery Towers,

which greatly restricted the range of the Nashadier Cavalry, the battle would likely have been one-sided.

Regarding the current changes on the battlefield, Sashaer's expression was somewhat heavy; he had never imagined that the Cavalry team sent out to feign an attack would be wiped out so cleanly by the Nashadier Cavalry.

This directly affected the current state of the war.

He also had not expected Nashadier to be so decisive, attacking the city in one go.

He had severely underestimated Nashadier's ability to command troops this time, but fortunately, Sashaer had a backup plan.

The most troublesome thing right now was Nashadier's Cannon; with its ultra-long-range shooting, there was almost no Cannon currently capable of contending with it.

It had to be dealt with!

"Infantry and Musket Team, attack! Cover the remaining Cavalry to advance on the enemy's Artillery Cavalry!"

"Yes!" Sashaer ordered.

The city gates opened, and behind the Artillery Towers, the French Army formed ranks and attacked; with reinforcements, the situation on the battlefield gradually reversed.

The encirclement was gradually tightening; the Nashadier army was surrounded on all four sides, and the path to the rear had been cut off.

Nashadier frowned slightly; at this

rate, the situation was extremely unfavorable for him, and he had to break through the blockade as quickly as possible to obtain reinforcements from the main camp.

"Second Captain! Where is my Liangzhou Iron Cavalry?"

The Second Captain reported: "General, the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry is ready, please give the order, General!"

Nashadier nodded and immediately said: "You lead the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry to break out from the southeast, with Infantry providing cover!"

"Yes!"

The Second Captain leaped onto his horse and led a force of only one thousand Liangzhou Iron Cavalry to break out from the southeast.

Originally, Nashadier did not have any Liangzhou Iron Cavalry.

It was only after Jiang Xuan arrived that he was able to possess the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry.

The combat power of the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry was even more formidable and fierce than his own Cavalry; such a Cavalry unit was best suited for tearing through an opponent's formation.

It was a pity that the front line was occupied by Artillery Towers, against which the Cavalry was helpless.

Otherwise, Nashadier would definitely have used the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry to tear through Sashaer's front-line defensive troops.

The Liangzhou Iron Cavalry led by the Second Captain was indeed valiant.

The French Soldier troops lying in ambush in the southeast were mostly Shield Infantry and Musket Team.

Their combat power was not bad, and ordinary Cavalry would have to avoid their edge when facing such a combination.

But the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry launched their charge with an unstoppable momentum.

Under their charge, countless French Soldiers were torn apart, and even the Shield Infantry could not withstand the charge of the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry.

The battle line was torn apart very quickly.

Through his Telescope, Sashaer saw this sudden, unexpected Liangzhou Iron Cavalry, and a chill rose in his heart, yet he could truly only heave a secret sigh.

"The Iron Cavalry of Longyan is still as ferocious as it was in the past."

Their French Cavalry is not weak either, but compared to Nashadier and the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry, they seem somewhat lacking.

Nashadier is a master at using Cavalry.

Through years of training and cultivation, he raised a unit known as the Wolf Cavalry; one can tell how ferocious their Cavalry is just by hearing the name.

As for the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry, it was pushed forward by the hand of that legendary figure of Longyan, Liu Zheng.

The Liangzhou Iron Cavalry once defeated Tsarist Russia on the battlefield, which possessed the most formidable Cossack Cavalry in the world, and their combat power was terrifyingly strong.

The combat power of the Cossack Cavalry made all of Europe tremble, and Sashaer, a native-born French, was very clear about the combat power of the Tsarist Russia Cossack Cavalry.

At that time, Tsarist Russia moved south to attack Longyan using the Cossack Cavalry, but they ended up being defeated by Longyan.

The prestige of the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry spread back to Europe along with the defeat of Tsarist Russia.

From then on, Europe knew that that distant, mysterious Eastern country—a country that produced tea, Soap, and fine wine—actually possessed one of the best Cavalry forces in the world.

Sashaer was now both envious and jealous, and he said gloomily: "If Nashadier were not a dog of Longyan, if not for the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry."

"In this battle, Nashadier would surely be defeated!"

Because the Liangzhou Iron Cavalry broke through an exit, the situation on the battlefield changed briefly; the encirclement had been breached, and the gap was being widened by Nashadier.

Seeing this scene, Sashaer and the Military Department Minister frowned slightly; the encirclement with a gap would no longer have any Method to trap Nashadier's army.

They would have a way to retreat.

The battlefield fell into a stalemate.

Sashaer gave the order: "Concentrate forces and resist Nashadier!"

The forces of the encirclement began to gradually gather, and seeing this scene, Nashadier's face showed neither joy nor sorrow.

The strength of the vanguard troops was vastly different from the French forces.

They could not continue to fight fiercely; the battle had already lasted for a day, and the soldiers needed to rest.

But the situation on the battlefield now did not allow for it.