Contrary to Ye Yinzhu's excitement, at this time, there was a complete gloomy mist in the tent of the commander of the Foluo army.
The remnants of the army transporting grain and grass were defeated, and as soon as they entered the camp, Marshal Kusler learned that the supply of grain and grass had been intercepted by the inexplicable enemy again, and almost passed out.
What is the Scarlet Guards doing It is a coalition of a large group of Scarlet Guards and 5,000 hoplite cavalry, plus 20,000 ordinary soldiers, is it so vulnerable After receiving the report, Kusler's first reaction was to re-evaluate the Qincheng people who had entered the territory of Flo and caused them great trouble.
However, it was too late to say anything, and the supply lines of the army had been cut off again, and the 500,000-strong army of Fro's army had already been put in an absolutely embarrassing situation.
Kussler slapped the case and said bitterly, "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have been overconfident in the Scarlet Guards, I should have sent an army to meet them a long time ago."
The food and grass supplies are gone, so how can I continue to attack the Milanese now?"
A logistics officer hurriedly stepped forward and said with a solemn expression: "Our army has been out of food for two days, and we have been killing and eating the wildebeest responsible for transporting supplies, but there are still many soldiers who are hungry."
Marshal, we have a full 500,000 men, and the daily consumption is astronomical, and you must make a decision in advance, and if we continue like this, we will starve to death without fighting the Milanese. ” "I know, but where do I go to find grain and grass now, even if it is the next delivery, it will definitely not be delivered here in ten days, this time our army has exhausted the strength of the whole country.
Milanese, despicable Milanese, how do you use such filthy means to block my path, and I will never let you get your way.
Cutting off my food and grass is not just asking me to withdraw domestic supplies and buy time, and I won't give you this opportunity?
We have no food or grass, so we eat you Milanese.
Someone, give me orders, the whole army is opened, the target, the city of Sfort. ” "Yes, Marshal."
Kusler's expression was a little hideous, "You all listen to me, go back and tell your men that this attack on Sfort City can only succeed and not fail, if you want to eat, give me the strength to feed."
The food is right in the middle of town.
Whoever is the first to storm the city, I will make him the commander of the legion. ” "The Flo people moved."
Although Sula was reluctant in her heart, she still had to wake up Ye Yinzhu, who had just entered the cultivation state to rest.
Opening his eyes, two rays of light flashed through his eyes, Ye Yinzhu jumped up, looking at the rolling dust rising in the east, the cold light in his eyes, "It's finally here, Foluo, you didn't disappoint me."
It's your best bet to move forward and retreat, but how many days can you persevere?"
"Marshal Ye, the Foluo people are here."
Ancelotti and a group of generals hurried to the city, looking at the Fro's army that was rapidly approaching from a hundred miles away.
Ye Yinzhu said in a deep voice: "Is everything ready?"
Ancelotti nodded firmly, "If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent."
We will never let the Flo people cross the thunder pool. ” In the face of an army several times larger than their own, in the face of the 500,000 elites of Flo, the Eastern Legion of Milan at this time was united, and they all knew that keeping Sfort City was not only their only chance to live, but also the last barrier to prevent the Flo people from entering the territory of Milan, and they must not lose this battle.
Ye Yinzhu said in a deep voice: "The first wave of the Fro's impact must be the most violent, Marshal Ancelotti, tell everyone that at any cost, the Fro's must not be allowed to attack the city."
The other party's arrow figure was handed over to me. ” Ancelotti agreed, and one after another orders were sent out quickly, and the entire city of Sfort was completely tense, all kinds of defenses were in place, and the air seemed to become solidified, and the huge pressure was suffocating.
In the distance, Ye Yinzhu used his eyes to look towards the rapidly approaching army of Foluo.
Compared with the 300,000 troops of the Milan Northern Army to Qincheng, the Flo army was not better, but their various preparations were undoubtedly much more complete than the original Milan Northern Army.
A large number of siege engines advanced rapidly under the escort of the vanguard troops, and the 500,000-strong army was divided into three sides: left, center, and right.
In the center of the Central Army, the blood-red Guards were particularly obvious, and with them as the center, the number of the entire Fro's Central Army was about 300,000.
There are about 100,000 people on the left and right roads.
These 500,000 troops are complete, and almost all the arms that Ye Yinzhu has seen in the war book have already been presented in front of him.
The most elite of the Flo people is undoubtedly the 50,000 heavy cavalry in the Central Army, they are organized together with the two brigades of the Scarlet Guard, jointly guarding the Shuai Tent and the Magician troops, as Ye Yinzhu judged, the Flo people have no choice, in the absence of supplies, they do not dare to easily break into the interior of the Milan Empire.
Now, they have a chance to continue advancing only if they break through the city of Sfort and get enough supplies from the city.
The army of Flo did not stop advancing until it was still twenty kilometers away from the city of Sfort, and there was silence, and the whole scene fell into a brief silence.
The generals of the Milan Oriental Legion at the head of the city of Sforte knew that the other side had entered a state of repair after a rapid march, and when they finished repairing, it was the moment to attack.
Siege trucks, ladders, ballistas, and all kinds of large equipment began to slowly move towards Sfort City, and the sandbag landfill team composed of tens of thousands of people had prepared enough sand and gravel to destroy the moat in front of Sfort City.
Cousin sat on the back of his dragon, his face was cold, on the surface, the army of Flo was overwhelmed, and the Milanese could only retreat in the city, but he knew that if he could not take the city of Sfort in a short time, then he could only return in vain.
No one can say how much loss they will face when the time comes.
Just as Ye Yinzhu knew the important surname of this battle, this Marshal of Foluo also knew.
This is not only a campaign war, but also a strategic one.
It has a bearing on the overall situation of the continental melee.
Whether this is a breakthrough or an iron plate will give an answer in just a few days.
"Kill the mounts, kill all the hussar mounts.
They have no effect during sieges.
Let our soldiers be fed with war meals.
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An hour later, the attack begins.
Without my orders, the attack never stops until Sfort is taken. ” Kussler gave the order to his men to die, and as the mounts of the light cavalry fell, the blood burst out, the smoke curled up, and the dead silence filled the entire Fro's army.
The atmosphere was almost frozen and every Flo soldier knew that they could not afford to lose the battle in front of them.
This is the effect of breaking the kettle and sinking the boat, there is no way back, you can only move forward.
Ming and Zi silently came to Ye Yinzhu and stood still, their expressions equally solemn.
Although they are divine beasts and have a combat power that far exceeds that of ordinary people, they are only one person after all.
The 500,000 army in front of them was almost impossible to see at a glance, and it was the first time they had faced such a scene.
Ye Yinzhu is not, but at this time, he knows that he must not show any flinching.
In the middle of the day, which was also the warmest time of winter, the smoke of the cooking in the distance gradually dissipated, and the faint smell of blood carried into the city of Sforet under the action of the wind.
Ancelotti sighed, "They killed the mount."
It seems that this time the Florians are determined not to die. ” Ye Yinzhu said lightly: "They are ruined, do we still have a way to retreat, Milan soldiers, you have to remember that behind you, is the vast border of the Milan Empire, and you form this last line of defense."
Not much, we only need to hold out for five days, and the Florians will retreat without any supplies.
Five days, five days to withstand at any cost. ” "Yes," the generals of the Oriental Army in Milan agreed.
After the same feast on both sides, almost at the same time as the warriors in Sfort stood up, the Fro's army finally moved.
Two roads on the left and right, 20,000 men each, with their siege equipment, rushed towards the city of Sfort as fast as possible.
"Catapult."
Ancelotti let out a loud shout.
On the city walls, hundreds of catapults pulled up their machines at the same time.
With a rattling sound, huge stones with a diameter of one meter have entered the catapult, and everyone is waiting quietly as the enemy approaches.
"Ballista."
Ancelotti drank again.
At the head of the city, one hundred and twenty ballistae that could simultaneously fire eight heavy crossbow arrows up to a meter long drew their bowstrings at the same time.
Compared to catapults, their range was obviously much farther, enough to reach eight hundred paces away.
After the army of 40,000 Flo, another 40,000 appeared, and they seemed to be ready to fill the gap as soon as the previous 40,000 failed to charge.
For survival, for strategic purposes, the Frothians are already a little crazy.
"Look, what is that," Ancelotti exclaimed, one of the generals in his hand.
Looking in the direction he was pointing, more than a dozen blood-red figures appeared among the forty thousand people in front of Floro.
Ye Yinzhu's face changed, "It's a blood mage."
Quick, sharpshooters, shoot them. ” To be continued: