Like Wolves and Tigers

The first firing of an artillery piece is usually a calibration shot, especially for indirect- Mortar. Adjusting the muzzle angle based on the impact point of the calibration shell is a necessary step. ♨🐚 🐝♗

However, one of the cannonballs still landed right in the pirates' defensive positions.

The explosion of the Black Powder wasn't particularly powerful, only knocking down the two closest pirates. However, shrapnel embedded itself in their chests and abdomens, splattering blood all over the pirates nearby.

Before the pirates could react, the Royal Guard Legion had already launched another round of artillery fire.

The gunners made adjustments based on the previous error. This time, more than half of the shells accurately landed among the pirates, causing even more blood to splatter.

After several rounds of shelling, a Major also boarded Sloop and landed on the beach.

He frowned and glanced at the harbor fortresses that were constantly spewing cannon fire to his side. Fortunately, the pirates' gunners were not very skilled and had not yet hit the Royal Guard Legion directly, but if this continued, they would eventually catch him off guard once or twice.

The Major immediately pointed to the hundreds of pirates defending the beachhead and said to the Orderly Officer:

"Launch an attack immediately."

"Yes, sir!"

As the command flag rose and fell, the drummers of the Royal Guard Legion came to the front of the column, standing alongside the company commanders, and marched forward, beating their War Drum.

The soldiers behind them advanced in unison, completely ignoring the pirates' chaotic Musket fire.

The first seven companies to land on the beach reached within 70 paces of the pirates, yet not a single one of them was hit.

"Stand at attention--"

Following the instructions of the command flag, the officers issued commands in sequence:

"Raise your gun!"

"Aim!"

"Shooting!"

A barrage of bullets erupted from the Royal Guard Legion's lines. Meanwhile, screams of agony filled the pirates' ranks as more than a dozen collapsed onto the beach.

The pirates, who had been thrown into chaos by the cannon fire, were now even more disorganized. The once intermittent gunfire had become sporadic.

The second rank of the Royal Guard Legion stepped forward three paces and, on the commander's order, fired another volley.

They continued firing in turn until the distance between them and the pirates was less than 40 paces.

The Royal Guard Legion outnumbered the pirates, used Percussion Cap Gun with faster reload speeds and greater power, and were far more well-trained. As a result, in the ensuing exchange of fire, over a hundred pirates were killed, and the rest began to desert.

On the Royal Guard Legion side, only four or five unlucky soldiers were hit.

Finally, the pirates' psychological defenses were completely shattered by the imposing and intimidating aura of the opposing side.

After another volley of hundreds of Auguste Percussion Cap Gun, four or five hundred pirates, wearing white turbans and colorful half-length robes, shouted, "It's over! It's all over! Run!" They dropped their weapons and fled towards the town behind the port.

Meanwhile, the Royal Guard Legion quickly dismantled the spiked barricades. At the same time, more soldiers boarded the beach in speedboats, and then three Four-Pound Cannon were transported to the shore.

After a brief reorganization, two Infantry battalions and an Artillery Company quickly circled around the slope behind the port fort and surrounded it from a distance.

By this time, the pirates around the fort had all fled. Berthier had also landed on the shore and was looking at the fort on the high ground with Orthodox God, pondering how to attack with minimal losses—the fort without Infantry cover was not actually that scary. Using Skirmishers attacks, supplemented by artillery pinning down, it would be easy to break through.

Just then, several spirited young Police Academy officers ran over, saluted excitedly, and said:

"Sir, please let us capture the artillery position!"

We definitely won't let you down!

Berthier looked through his Telescope at the pirates firing haphazardly from the gun emplacement and nodded.

"Alright, go and earn your honors, lads!"

"Yes, sir!" The two young officers exchanged excited glances, quickly returned to their company, and then the sound of War Drum rang out. The soldiers quickly formed more than a dozen assault Column.

At the same time, the three cannons also began to provide cover fire.

Not far away, Davout learned that the Police Academy students were about to launch a strong attack, which immediately aroused his competitive spirit. He also asked Berthier to help capture the fort.

If Joseph were to see this, he would surely cry foul – this is Davout Marshal, one of Napoleon's three great God of War, and he's being used for such an extremely dangerous mission as storming a fortified position!

However, even the greatest generals have their green days. How can they gain rich battlefield experience if they are not tempered in the midst of gunfire? Even the young Davout was no exception.

This was also one of the main reasons why Joseph sent them to North Africa.

In fact, the intensity of the North Africa campaign was far lower than that in Europe, making it the safest place to gain combat experience.

Berthier hesitated for a moment before agreeing to the newly graduated officer's request, assigning him and another company to provide cover behind the Police Academy students. If the Police Academy failed to breach the fort, they would launch a second attack.

Davout rushed back to his company as quickly as possible, leading his soldiers to join up with the Police Academy students in charge of the assault, and then formed a Skirmishers formation to follow behind them.

Soon, Column led by two companies of the Police Academy students rushed up the slope, heading straight for the pirate fortress located at the top of the slope.

The pirates also noticed the movement of the Royal Guard Legion and hurriedly gathered more than 150 men, who rushed out of the fort and hastily formed ranks on the slope. This was all the troops in the fort.

Contrary to what is depicted in movies and TV dramas, if the defenders remain huddled inside the turret, the attackers will quickly find themselves in the cannons' blind spots and eventually chip away at the turret's firing points.

The most reasonable defensive strategy is to use Infantry to hold off the enemy, while using artillery fire to inflict casualties and ultimately repel them.

However, just as the pirates had formed their chaotic formation, two hundred Police Academy students had already rushed within seventy or eighty paces of them. Although the cannons on the turrets continued to fire, the pirates' poor aiming skills meant that few shots actually hit them.

The pirates below the fort only fired two volleys of bullets before the Police Academy students, shouting " In the In the Crown Prince's Name," charged forward with Musket on their muskets.

Davout ordered his soldiers to fire a volley of fire as a cover.

The Tunisia Navy could bully Sailor on merchant ships, but faced with such an imposing and fearless elite force, they couldn't even muster the slightest thought of resistance.

The defensive line collapsed instantly. The pirates howled and fled back to the fort, but many more didn't even have time to run and had to drop their weapons and kneel down to surrender.

These Coastal Defense Battery are usually built in very high places, but the forts themselves are not very high, usually only two stories high.

Davout watched helplessly as the Police Academy students climbed the gun emplacements like hungry wolves, occasionally dropping a few pirate corpses. His eyes reddened with envy—that was the supreme glory of being the first to breach the enemy's stronghold, and it was just slipping through his fingers...

(End of this chapter)