HBWnovel Chapter 348 Bonaparte's Determination
Chapter 348 Bonaparte's Determination
The next day, in a forest.
Several soldiers were treating Bonaparte's wounds.
The lead bullet embedded in Bonaparte's abdomen, and several soldiers got Bonaparte's consent.
He used a bayonet to dig out the bullet.
Bonaparte was also a man, and he endured it without any anesthesia.
The soldiers in charge of removing the lead bullets were already sweating profusely. Looking at Bonaparte's calm face, everyone was impressed by his perseverance.
After the operation, it was suddenly discovered that Bonaparte had fainted.
The soldiers carefully placed Bonaparte on a stretcher.
Everyone also began to discuss countermeasures.
A centurion suggested that the dragoons protect Bonaparte's retreat to North Wind Port.
But another captain stood up to object.
"The Marshal said that the dragoons must not return to Beifeng Port. We are the last mobile force in Beifeng Territory. As long as we are still in action, the United Assembly will definitely send troops to encircle and suppress us."
Several of the ten captains chose to agree with what the captain said.
Because even if Bonaparte was awake, he would not easily let the army withdraw.
But now the question is, Bonaparte is injured, what should we do now?
Since the entire East Continent is a demon-poor area, the West French Empire is also a demon-poor country.
As a result, Bonaparte and his men had no magicians at all.
The magicians who finally appeared would be recruited by the royal family of the Western Empire or the noble lords.
Eleanor wanted to recruit a few magicians as backup, but how could the Borean Territory, which couldn't even afford to support an army, have the money to support magicians?
So they had no way to deal with Bonaparte's injuries...
After the army waited for a long time, Bonaparte finally came to his senses.
Then the first sentence was.
"How long have I been unconscious? Where are the enemies now? Where are we now?"
The centurion next to him immediately took out the map and explained it to Bonaparte.
"Marshal, you have been unconscious for a long time. Now 30 encirclement and suppression troops have begun to pursue us. Our current position is no more than 30 kilometers away from the encirclement and suppression troops."
The centurion said very seriously.
Bonaparte signaled to the soldier beside him to help him up.
The soldiers immediately lifted Bonaparte from the stretcher, and Bonaparte pointed to the map and said.
"Now 30 troops are coming to encircle and suppress us because they think we are only worth 30 troops!"
Several centurions were a little confused.
"But what I want to tell you is that our dragoons are worth more than 30. Our value is far greater than this 30-man army.
Therefore, we must tell the united army that we are their biggest worry, compared to the unmoving North Wind Port!"
After saying this, Bonaparte tore his wound and then lay down weakly.
Several centurions listened to Bonaparte's words thoughtfully, and Bonaparte signaled the soldiers to bring needles and thread, and he wanted to seal the wound himself.
The soldiers watched in disbelief as Bonaparte strung together the steel needles that had been heated over the flames with needle and thread and began to sew up his wounds.
Watching Bonaparte pierce the needle into his flesh, his muscles twitched in pain with each piercing.
The soldiers were terrified. After half an hour, Bonaparte finally sewed up the wound.
But Bonaparte knew that this would only be a drop in the bucket and the wound would soon become inflamed and rotten.
But now Bonaparte must step up and lead the army out of the predicament.
As for the future... let's talk about it later...
Seeing Bonaparte struggling to stand up, the soldiers present thought it was incredible.
But when they saw Bonaparte climb onto his horse, the fighting spirit in everyone's eyes was rekindled.
"Brothers, 30 troops are right behind us, are you afraid?"
The dragoons said nothing, for it would have been a lie to say they were not afraid, but they did not want to embarrass Bonaparte.
"Of course I know you are afraid. In fact, I am afraid too."
After Bonaparte finished speaking, some soldiers' faces were almost unable to hold back their anger.
"But is fear useful? Fear is useless. Fear cannot stop the 30 troops behind us from continuing to pursue us.
All we can do now is to contain these 30 troops and try to get the Allied Forces to send more troops to encircle us.
As long as we attract enough enemies, the combined forces attacking North Wind Harbor will be greatly reduced."
Bonaparte said this in a sonorous voice, then drew out his command sword and led the soldiers to move.
The dragoons mounted their horses and followed Bonaparte.
Bonaparte had now focused his attention on a nearby river.
Because as far as Bonaparte knew, the headquarters of the Allied Forces was on the side of this river.
If they knew that they had crossed the river, the enemy would definitely defend themselves tightly and mobilize troops to encircle and suppress them.
In this way, the pressure on North Wind Port will be much less.
But myself...
Bonaparte looked back at the dragoons who were following him unwaveringly.
The guilt on his face was hidden.
I owe you this life, and I will definitely pay you back in the next life.
At the same time, Bonaparte looked towards North Wind Harbor and murmured.
"I'm sorry, maybe I didn't do what I said, and I still let the enemy come to the gates..."
A hint of determination flashed in Bonaparte's eyes. He was going to do something big today.
Sweep across the Western French Empire and be yourself!
This big river is called the North Ice River. Legend has it that in the Age of Dragons, the surface of this river was covered with solid ice. Legend has it that there was an ice dragon living in this river.
But these are just legends...
There are four places on the North Glacier River that are suitable for cavalry crossing.
And two of them are very close to the headquarters camp of the joint army.
After a brief observation of the situation on both sides of the river, Bonaparte immediately chose to lead the cavalry across the river.
Time waits for no one, the opportunity is right in front of us, we must seize it.
The movement of the dragoons crossing the river soon attracted the attention of the scouts in the Allied Army camp.
Bonaparte and his men's whereabouts were immediately reported to Cadillac, the commander-in-chief of the Allied Forces.
While cursing the incompetence of the pursuit troops, Kadira ordered his soldiers to prepare for battle.
Kadila is the great general of the Xifa Empire, the supreme commander of the army, and a good dog of Niradi.
The death of Bonaparte's father was closely related to Cadillac.
Bonaparte will settle this account sooner or later.
After crossing the Arctic Icefall, Bonaparte immediately ordered the dragoons to charge the camp.
This time, the dragoons did not choose to go straight to the camp, but chose to start sniping from a distance of one or two hundred meters.
Their mission was not to rush in and kill everyone in the barracks, but to anger all these noble lords.
Let them release their hounds and hawks to chase after me...
（(づ ●─● )づ）