King's Landing in France

Chapter 239 The Musician Lost His Hearing
Beethoven watched the enemy begin to attack across the board, and quietly raised the tempo of his drumming.

This should prompt comrades to shoot faster.

Beethoven glanced at the comrades beside him, and was satisfied to find that none of them noticed that the tempo was fast at all, but they were all focused on loading, and their movements were driven by the music to become faster.

Because of the urgency of the situation, Frost issued an order more than a month ago that the newly recruited National Guard soldiers will not practice formation at all, but only practice shooting and loading.

Now this order is effective, and the soldiers have formed basic muscle movements for loading, so that they did not notice that Beethoven quietly increased the size.

Because of the continuous shooting, now Beethoven can hardly see the scene on the river bank in front of him, and his entire field of vision is full of white smoke.

In this case, the soldiers can continue to shoot because they have made reference objects on the fortifications in advance when building the fortifications.

As long as the soldiers raise their guns according to this reference object, they can ensure that the barrel of the gun is probably facing the enemy coming ashore.

Then the rest can be handed over to probability.

Beethoven continued to observe everyone's situation while beating the drums, and quietly accelerated the drumming a little bit, but something went wrong immediately.

He saw a soldier forget to take out the cleaning rod after using the cleaning rod to compact the blocked paper ball.

The gun with the cleaning rod still in the barrel opened fire.

The result is that the cleaning rod flies out of the barrel, traces a very small parabola, and disappears into the darkness.

Beethoven wanted to say sorry to the soldier who lost his pass. It was him who increased the speed of the song at will, which made him make mistakes in his busy schedule.

Then he watched the Ma Daha start a new round of loading.The first step of loading is to pull out the cleaning rod from the bracket under the gun, and then use the cleaning rod to clean the muzzle first, and deal with the incompletely burned gunpowder to prevent the projectile from being stuck during loading.

And this Ma Daha, after fumbling under the barrel of his gun for a long time, he realized that his cleaning rod was missing.

Beethoven didn't stop playing the drums while Ma Daha was looking for the clearing rod.

So Ma Daha became even more anxious, and then he quickly pulled out someone else's cleaning rod, and began to complete his own reloading steps.

The one whose cleaning rod was taken away was also very confused. He thumped Ma Daha's shoulder and asked, "Where's your own cleaning rod?"

Ma Daha spread his hands: "I don't know! It disappeared all of a sudden, and it was fine just now. Anyway, let me borrow your cleaning stick..."

"Then what should I use?" The person who was robbed of the cleaning rod said angrily, raised his hand after speaking, and snatched his own cleaning rod back with lightning speed.

Now that Ma Daha was left, holding a rifle with no cleaning rod in a daze.

The bad news is, he's on the battlefield now, and taking his cleaning rod is tantamount to making his gun useless.

The good news is that it is now in the free shooting stage, and there is a shortage of officers in the French army, so no one will take care of this soldier who lost his pass for the time being.

Ma Daha was still looking for the cleaning rod in vain, but Beethoven couldn't see it, and reminded in a low voice: "Your cleaning rod was just shot out by you and the bullet, and it flew a little in front of the fortification."

Ma Daha immediately looked forward, and saw his own cleaning rod on the ground with sharp eyes—or something in the shape of a cleaning rod.

Immediately he rolled over the cover.

The officer of the company noticed this guy and let go of his voice and shouted: "What are you doing! Come back! Come back to the back of the bunker! There are stray bullets everywhere, it's very dangerous to run around now!"

When the officer said this, Ma Daha bent down in satisfaction, picked up the cleaning rod he had lost, and straightened up contentedly——

At this moment, an enemy shell flew over and hit the unlucky Tong Tiao in the waist.

In an instant, the poor man was broken in the middle, and the spine was completely broken, leaving only some skin and nerves on the left side still disconnected.

Beethoven was greatly shocked by the bloody scene that suddenly appeared in front of him.

Only at this time did he realize very clearly that he was now on the battlefield of narrow escapes.

Beethoven suddenly felt sick, probably because the scene just now was too exciting.

In order not to affect the drumming, Beethoven forcibly swallowed the vomit that reached his mouth.

Because of re-swallowing the vomit, Beethoven's mouth was filled with the taste of bitter bile and stomach acid, as if he had taken a big mouthful of swill in his mouth.

He couldn't help but rejoice that he was a drum player, not a flute player.

The shooting continued.

Suddenly a shell hit the wooden fence in front of Beethoven's row.

The flying sawdust hurt many people at once.

Beethoven suddenly felt a buzzing in his head, and then severe tinnitus engulfed his ears.

He could hardly hear the sound of his own drum at all. It was clearly the sound of beating with his own hands, but it sounded like it was coming from hundreds of meters away.

Beethoven had a sense of foreboding.

You can't be deaf, can you?
The cruelest punishment for a musician is to deprive him of his hearing!

A strong anxiety dominated Beethoven. He wanted to run away from the battlefield immediately and go to the doctor to have a look at his ears.

But he overcame the urge and continued to play military music with physical skill.

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An Ning didn't know that Beethoven, who had no ear problems in this time and space, had just lost his hearing.

He is observing the battlefield, ready to personally lead his guards to counterattack at any time.

His elite forces are all in Paris, and now the only one in the entire army who has sufficient training is An Ning's own guards.

Putting in the guard at a critical time will have the final effect!

However, a better choice soon appeared in front of An Ning.

An Ning suddenly heard someone shouting: "Look! It's Colonel La Salle!"

He turned his head immediately, and then saw La Salle's cavalry brigade coming along the river from upstream.

He immediately tore off a post-it note and wrote an order by hand: La Salle, I order you to rush along the river beach and sweep away the enemies who are forcibly crossing the river.

After finishing writing, he shouted: "Order! Come, give it to Lasalle."

The orderly saluted and ran away immediately.

Moments later, Lasalle's troops turned around and began advancing along the river bank.

The horseshoes made a lot of water splashes on the river beach. From a distance, La Salle's cavalry brigade seemed to be riding the waves.

Then Lasalle's characteristic cry came: "ALIALIALIA!"

It's similar to the voice that the conqueror Iskandar shouted when he launched the king's army in "FATE/ZERO".

The cavalry coming from the side rushed into the enemy who had just crossed the river.

The raised saber reflected the sun's light.

The blood of the felled Allied soldiers stained the Marne red.

The enemies who forcibly crossed the river were defeated. Those who walked behind turned around and waded across the water to run to the opposite bank, while many who walked in front knelt down and surrendered.

Others missed their feet, slipped and fell in the water, and were swept away by the current.

The first day of attack and defense on the Marne was a French victory.

(End of this chapter)