The night was silent, and the stars were shining in the sky. on the city walls.
Zhao Yun was wearing battle armor, his body was straight, his hand was holding the hilt of the sword, his eyes were like electricity, staring at the fire of the company camp outside the city, and he breathed a long sigh of relief: "Today's battle was a draw, this is already a win for us, and the next battle will be much easier."
Remaining undefeated has already boosted the morale of the officers and men in the army.
As long as the city wall is kept in the next battle, the soldiers' fighting spirit can be preserved.
He believed that Han Dang and Lu Xun would definitely be able to conquer the left and right flanks.
As long as the escort of the left and right flanks is missing, the main force of the Roman army will inevitably panic, and even if they do not retreat, they will need to send part of the main force to defend the left and right flanks.
At that time, it was the time when he, Zhao Yun, led the army to counterattack.
"The Last Will Be Ashamed" Yeda was covered in blood at this moment, he heard Zhao Yun's praise, his face was solemn, and he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed his head: "If it weren't for the commander ordering Mingjin to withdraw his troops today, I'm afraid I would have been defeated by the Roman cavalry."
"I don't blame you" Zhao Yun waved his hand lightly and said comfortingly: "The Roman cavalry is very fierce in its combat methods, not only the arrangement of troops, but also the strength of individual soldiers has always been above us because of personal physical problems, and it is a great luck that you can rely on 30,000 cavalry and their 20,000 heavy cavalry to achieve an inseparable relationship."
One side of the water, one side of the people.
The physique of the Romans has always been much stronger than that of the Wu people in the Central Plains, and the Central Plains people are generally about 1.78 meters, but the average height of the Roman soldiers is more than 1.8 meters, and many people are 1.92 meters, which abounds.
In terms of super fierce generals, perhaps the Wu people are on par with the Romans, because this is the most brilliant era of military generals in the East.
However, there has always been a gap in the combat effectiveness of ordinary soldiers.
Since the start of the war, the Wu army has been able to gain the upper hand and drive straight in, one because the military formation is well trained, and the other is because the weapons surpass the weapons of the Roman soldiers.
The so-called weapons are not just weapons that are ahead of the times, such as thunderstorms and red-coated cannons.
Even the swords, guns, swords, halberds, including shields, the weapons of the Wu army were more advanced than those of the Romans, and the Wu people's iron-smelting technology far surpassed that of the West.
But when it comes to the physique of individual soldiers, ten Wu people can't beat seven Romans.
This is the disparity between races.
It is inevitable that the body of the East will not be as good as that of the West for thousands of years.
In addition to the formation of the Roman cavalry, he did not inspect the formation of the Wu army, the phalanx of Ma Kaiton, when Zhao Yun flipped through the Western annals, he had read it, and it was not very described, but it had already made him have some bottom in his heart.
"Commander-in-chief, the Romans have lost today's battle, so tomorrow they will be" A military commander stared at Zhao Yun and asked in a low voice.
"Annoyed and angry, directly attack the city" Zhao Yun shook his head: "Unlikely, I fought with William, although he is fierce, but he is very calm, he is not a brute bull, he is a fierce bullfighting bull, Western bullfighting, we need to be careful" "What the commander-in-chief means is that they have the possibility of a night attack tonight" "Be careful, it's not wrong" Zhao Yun said: "We have suffered a loss, we can't suffer again, the purpose of this battle is to block their attack, and the casualties should be suppressed to the minimum, today's battle, more than 3,000 casualties, has made me very distressed, the next battle, must be fought steadily, must not underestimate the enemy" "No" The generals commanded.
Outside the city, the Roman army camp.
William's gloomy face, his cold eyes were staring at the battle map in front of him, he marked a few points with a pen, and finally drew a cross, shook his head, and sighed: "When Alexander the Great rebuilt the city of Jerusalem, he used it as a granary, but instead increased the construction of the city wall, and also built watchtowers around the city gate, if you want to break through, I am afraid there is not much chance."
The city of Jerusalem was built on the basic protective walls completed by King David of the Jewish kingdom of Israel.
But Alexander became emperor, and he marched north from Egypt, conquered countless people, and established a powerful Macedonian empire, and in order to go north, he built a granary here in Jerusalem to keep the army supplied, and raised the walls at any cost.
Today's Jerusalem is not as good as Damascus, Antioch, and Byzantium, but its defensive ability is no less than that of any city.
With his current strength, with the current state of the Wu army's backbone.
It was very difficult for him to conquer Jerusalem.
"I thought that the Eastern Demon who had lost the weapon of terror was just a rat at my disposal" "I didn't expect the cavalry in the east to have such combat effectiveness" "The failure to penetrate this cavalry today has caused some drop in our morale" "We've been frustrated in this battle" The generals were not very loud, but they were all a little indignant.
A few days ago, in the night raid, the Wu army evacuated in a hurry, several warehouses in the army were burned, and the hoarded thunderbolts were burned by the fire, and they exploded again and again, almost exhausted.
This is also a confidence for the Roman army to dare to drive straight in.
In the eyes of the Roman soldiers, the Eastern Demon who lost this threatening weapon was definitely not the opponent of the Imperial Knights, in fact, the Oriental people were not the opponent of the Imperial Knights because of their lack of physique and stamina, and they won less and lost more in short-handed battles on the battlefield.
But today's cavalry battle made them a little afraid of these eastern demons.
"Dear General William, Sebas did not complete the mission, did not have a cavalry that could defeat the Eastern Devil, and asked the general to punish him" The general Sebas bowed his head to the ground and made a plea.
"We've all watched this battle, and you've done your best" Hearing this, William shook his head, comforted the fierce generals under his command, and said: "It's too simple for me to think about it, now that their main generals have returned to the barracks, their soldiers' natural spirits have been greatly different, and their morale and fighting spirit are also improving, and it is normal that they have not been able to rush over, and, as far as I know, this demon general opposite us is not an easy person to deal with, he is in the far east, and has the name of the god of war."
As he spoke, he remembered a piece of information that An'er had given him.
Now it's across from him.
He'd never met face to face.
But these days of fighting have made him feel a little afraid of the opponent from the bottom of his heart.
The god of war known as the Wu Empire, Zilong Zhao.
"Demonic God of War" "God of War" The general's face was solemn, and his pupils contracted.
William's eyes swept over the expressions of the generals, and he couldn't help but have a sneer in his heart: "What about the god of war, Zhao, I will unscrew your head and present it in front of our majesty, hang it in the Roman square, and let my people spit on it day and night." ” "Your Excellency, should we go on the offensive now?"
asked one of the captains.
The generals were silent, their eyes all staring at William with a hint of doubt.
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"It's better to attack at night" Bosman, the commander of the Third Legion, stood up and said coldly: "If we can burn their camp once, we can burn it a second time, with the power of black fire oil, it is enough to burn on the city wall, if the wind direction is inward, it will definitely burn into the city."
"Nope" Chadwick, the commander of the Fourth Legion, shook his head when he heard this: "Although the black oil is powerful, it is impossible to burn the whole of Jerusalem, and they will not give us this opportunity."
"What's next?"
William's eyes flashed in the midst of the generals' quarrel.
Next, he needs to retire.
Why Because he needed troops to crush the Italian legions.
The saying that the outside is the first to settle the inside is also true in the Western world.
He was not sure of a direct attack on Syria, and even if he could hit it, he would not be able to deal with the hundreds of thousands of main forces in Syria today, hit Jerusalem, force back the main force of the Wu army, and keep Egypt, which is already the limit, after all, he only has one Augustus legion plus tens of thousands of Egyptian soldiers, which is far from being the opponent of the main force of the Wu army.
And what he can't wait to do now is to twist the empire's army into one heart, and the army with only one voice is the most powerful army.
But he couldn't quit like that.
He needs to fight.
Fight a winning battle.
"Tomorrow's Siege" William made up his mind, and with a loud shout, interrupted the jumbled voices of the generals in the camp: "Fury" "In" A black general, a black man from the same homeland as Severus, was William's most powerful super-warrior in martial arts.
"Tomorrow you will be the vanguard, the main attack on the city wall" "Obedience" Fury's eyes remained sharp, unmatched.
The night was calm, no wind and no waves.
When the morning sun shined, the soldiers of the Wu army, who had been on guard all night and tired all night, suddenly found that the Roman army outside the city had been pushing catapults, crossbow beds, siege vehicles, and ladders in a regular manner, slowly approaching. boom boom boom The footsteps are very neat, full of rhythm, knocking on the ground one by one, but as if the ground is used as a war drum, every sound of war drums sounds, the army outside the city is one step closer, black and pressing, momentum like a rainbow.
"A good William, worthy of being a famous Roman general, the virtual is real, the real is virtual, this hand is very beautiful, but it caught us off guard" Zhao Yun stood on the city wall, staring at the approaching Roman army, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
He thought that the Roman army would not put out the main force to attack the city so quickly, after all, the method of breaking the city was not only to attack, but at least to find an easier way to break the city, but he didn't expect the Roman army to advance so steadily, which made him a little surprised.
But that's fine.
Fighting face-to-face and fighting was very helpful for him to restore his morale.
"Kill" Under the city, Fury, the black man, the commander of Augustus' Second Army, held a spear in his hand, killing like a dragon, and waved his army straight to the city wall.
"Kill" "Kill" At this time, the morale of the Roman soldiers was still very strong, one by one shouting, holding a shield in one hand and a spear in the other, constantly rushing up to the city. on the city walls.
The first line of defense in the front was the 26th Army and the 27th Army, the two armies that suffered the greatest casualties in the Roman night attack and burned the company camp a few days ago, and now there are barely more than 40,000 main forces to defend here.
"How far is it?"
"Eighty Steps" "Exploring" "Fifty Steps" "Revisited" "Thirty Steps" "One regiment of bows and arrows, two regiments of bows and arrows, three regiments of bows and arrows, up" Deputy Commander of the Second Theater of Operations, Deputy Commander of the Blood Wolf Legion, and Commander of the 26th Army, Cao Xing's straight body stood in front, his eyes were cold, and with a wave of the big sword in his hand, rows of archers stepped forward.
Woohoo The overwhelming array of bows and arrows shot out of the city like falling rain.
"Shield, shield" Since the Roman army charged, they were ready, staring at the shields one by one, and they were already less than fifteen steps close to the city wall.
"Archer, put it again" Cao sexually kills intent from the sky.
The commander of the second theater went north, and his deputy general was in charge of the housekeeper, but he suffered such a tragic defeat, which was his shame, although Zhao Yun did not condemn him, but there were many people in the army who were dissatisfied with him, and he needed his achievements to improve his status.
He is the one who will inherit the main commander of the Blood Wolf Legion, and he will not allow anyone to ruin his future at this time.
Zhao Yun is the commander of the second theater of operations, or the general of the military aircraft department, and it is already a little difficult to serve as the commander of the Blood Wolf Legion, as the commander-in-chief of the theater, his position of commander of the Blood Wolf Legion will be put down sooner or later, and after he is put down, only he is the most qualified to inherit.
But the previous defeat almost ruined the prestige and reputation he had accumulated in the Blood Wolf Legion for seven or eight years.
Today's Cao Xing is like a wounded wolf on the grassland, and his heart is accumulating raging anger, and this anger seems to be like this rain of arrows in the sky, constantly falling on the Roman army outside the city.
"Roman soldiers, the empire is now in turmoil, it is really the moment for my generation to turn the tide, follow me to kill" Fury paid more than 1,000 casualties, and finally killed the city, and climbed up on a ladder.
"Kill it" "Kill it" The morale of the Roman army was very strong, and they climbed up one after another.
"Cloud Slashing Ladder" "Rolling Wood" "Throwing stones" Cao Xing took the lead, stood at the forefront, commanded the soldiers, and constantly resisted the Roman soldiers who came up.
Short-handed handovers, bloody battles are being staged.
"Kill" "Damn the devil, eat me with an arrow" "Stoned You" "Ascending the Ladder" "Climb up" "Hold on, you must hold on, come up and kill one" “” The second day of the battle of Jerusalem gradually passed with the roars and sounds of fighting, and when both sides were a little exhausted, the light of the sunset reflected on this infernal hellish battlefield.
"General, do you want to collect troops?"
asked a legion commander outside the city, looking at William.
"Believe in Fury" William said lightly: "I need his fierceness" On the main city wall, the generals of the Wu army were also watching the battle.
"Commander-in-chief, the 26th and 27th Army is very difficult, or send reinforcements" A commander said in a low voice: "In the previous sneak attack of the Roman army, the 26th Army bore the brunt, with almost 10,000 dead and wounded soldiers, and the 27th Army also suffered heavy casualties, low spirits, low morale, and it was difficult to resist a frontal attack. ” "Cao Xing is like a wolf who has killed the red eye now, sending troops to him is not trusting him, what we need now is not to send troops to him, but to trust him" Zhao Yun shook his head, his eyes did not look at the battlefield, but at the calm Roman main force outside the city, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise a sneer, and said in a deep voice: "The attack of the Roman army opened my eyes, the cavalry hedged, the infantry attacked the city, bit by bit, but he never fought hard, as if he was delaying time, not me, this battle is becoming more and more interesting." t1706231537: