The Sun Never Sets In Spain

Chapter 68: Wei Wei and Zhao Zhao

Manuel was keenly aware of the retreat of the Second Division.

Although the battle on the front line is still so fierce, careful observation reveals that the soldiers are moving backwards in a stepped manner, and the manifestation is that the number of people engaged in the battle at the same time has been greatly reduced.

"Finally can't hold it anymore." He heaved a sigh of relief, then turned to ask his deputy: "What does Assania say?"

In his opinion, the war has come to an end, but the losses that can be reduced must be minimized.

"There was no agreement or rejection, only that it took time to consider." The deputy said.

"Huh... this battle is about to end, and I'm still considering... stubbornness." Manuel had expected the outcome, but couldn't help being annoyed. From the beginning of this battle, he has done everything. Did not go well.

European nobles generally do not kill each other. Even if they are captured, they pay at most a ransom. Therefore, the surrender rate is much lower than that of the East, and the average per capita will not retreat.

"If you don't vote, don't vote, the trapped beasts are just fighting. Send all the reserve teams in, and be quick." Manuel said solemnly.

Just now he received a report that part of the first division's battalion has rushed to the periphery, and the two sides are fighting fiercely.

The First Division has abandoned a lot of heavy equipment for marching speed, and the number is only a few thousand. At present, it has only caused a little trouble.

But this is a signal, and reinforcements will definitely arrive continuously.

Under Manuel's order, the Carlos soldiers chased them all the way and entered the barracks. They had triumphed all the way before, and they suffered a heavy blow as soon as they touched the second line of defense.

Gatling's two wheels are half a person tall, and they are relatively cumbersome. On the neat flat ground inside the barracks, their mobility is maximized.

By deploying at various intersections and windows, the attack surface has been narrowed, and the lethality and obstructive effect have become even better.

After all, facing the enemy at close range and with limited escape space, even the occasional stray bullet that rebounds is enough for Carlos soldiers who are not equipped with helmets to drink a pot.

This approach naturally has its drawbacks. Military camps are not considered to be real cities. Even if there are roadblocks covering them, it doesn't take much time for the opponent to rush to the front.

While Carlos soldiers suffered heavy casualties, one Gatling gun was also lost.

Fortunately, the Carlos army does not have matching metal shell ammunition, so there is no need to worry about the machine gun being turned against its own people.

The second division was drinking poison to quench his thirst, and Alfonso was not idle. He received a telegram with three shots. The other party expressed condolences to him and said that he could send troops to help counter the rebellion.

Take three affirmed that due to the possible warfare of the popularization of France in the future, there will not be too many troops to be sent, but there is still no problem with sending 120,000 people to help defend Barcelona.

This approach is normal. It is understandable whether it is to revive the glory of the empire or to prevent the enemy from being attacked, and it is not uncommon for European countries to help other countries to quell their rebellion.

However, he was declined by Alfonso. If you want something, you must give something. Taking three is not a free lover.

The unification of Spain with the help of other countries is also detrimental to his legitimacy and may be regarded as a puppet of France by others.

The confidence he refused was the Catalan army, and he had to admit that the performance of the Second Division was much better than he thought.

With the buff to defend the homeland and the inexhaustible machine gun bullets brought by the local defense, the Second Division can be regarded as extremely good in terms of fighting will and combat effectiveness.

In a sense, the war has been carried out now, and only half a day has passed since the Carlos faction began to act, and it has been possible to announce that they have withdrawn from the fight for the Spanish throne.

Due to the telegram between Barcelona and Lleida at the beginning of the war, Alfonso knew exactly what was going on on the battlefield.

It wasn't until more than an hour ago that the other party dug the cable out of the ground and cut off the connection between the two sides.

Judging from the description of the Second Division, at least 30,000 people will die this time.

Lost half of the army, neither the government nor Catalonia will let them go.

Now even if they wiped out the Second Division, there would not be much benefit. The province of Lleida has a population of only 250,000, and how many things can be grabbed, not to mention that subsequent reinforcements will not leave this time at all.

Having said that, we can still find a way to rescue the Second Division.

Alfonso thought for a while, and activated the Madrid-Barcelona cable telegram that had not been used for a long time.

Not humble and arrogant to inform the Primm government: "The Carlos army is about to be defeated by our army, and it is expected that it will be disintegrated back to the northern provinces within one to two days.

In addition, Carlos is recruiting an army extensively. Whether it is for the prevention of the Carlos faction's looting or the difficulty of regaining, now is a good time to send troops. "

At the end of the conversation, Alfonso also sincerely expressed his wish to defeat the Carlos faction together with the free government and lead Spain to a richer and freer tomorrow.

Obviously, the people who followed the battle of Lleida were not only the two sides in the war. The free government was also well aware of the situation of the war. Knowing that Alfonso was right, the Carlos army was pushed out of Catalonia. time.

No one knows what Prim's specific thoughts are. But at 1:30 pm on September 17, the government army sitting in the Aragon area suddenly launched a violent shelling on the Carlos army on the other side of the river.

Both sides are rotten goods fighting, even if the government forces have the advantage in numbers, they will not be able to tell the victory or defeat for a while.

But the battlefield of Aragon is not important. More government troops have entered the Basque and other provinces. In the process, they encountered a counterattack from Carlos’ garrison, but they faced an opponent whose quantity and quality were superior to them, Carlos. The army can only retreat steadily.

On the front line of the Lleida battlefield, Manuel received the bad news.

Carlos did not rebuke him, but just told him to give up the siege and quickly return to fight the fire.

"..." Manuel was so unwilling, seeing that the battle was about to end, but he had to give up the fruits of victory that he was about to obtain.

He glanced at the horrifying barracks, and understood that it would take at least two hours to tell the victory or defeat.

"Can I trade the northern provinces for Catalonia..." This idea just came up, but he was dispelled by himself. The facts have proved that they can't beat it.

"General, hurry up and give orders." The deputy said anxiously.

Once the army in the Aragon region is defeated, their tens of thousands will be in danger of being surrounded by the government and the Catalan army!

Manuel took a deep breath and said with a melancholy face, "Let's withdraw."

He understood that after this battle, his general career was basically over.

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