The darkness is about to pass, and the dawn is not yet coming.
Above the surface of the Strait of Gibraltar, there is a dark night everywhere, and you can't see your fingers, but the sound of waves rolling is constantly overlapping and colliding, even if you are dozens of miles away.
The final decisive battle of a landing offensive and defensive battle between the fourth theater of the Wu army and the Spanish provinces of the Roman Empire was completely fought at this time.
The Wu army is desperately attacking.
And the army formed by the Spanish provinces is desperately defending it.
Both sides are gritting their teeth desperately, and the big war is in full swing.
"Sons, we must win this battle, for the sake of the court, for the sake of Your Majesty, charge with me" Zhao Yun, the commander-in-chief of this battle, is still in the lead, and he must lead by example and charge at the forefront, so as to inspire the battle of the soldiers under his command and inspire them to charge forward and go away.
The Wu army was unable to attack repeatedly, and its morale was already very low.
Only in this way can the morale of the officers and men of the Wu army be boosted and seize this only opportunity to break through.
"Kill" "Kill" Under the personal leadership of Zhao Yun, the soldiers of the Wu army sat on rafts and bamboo rafts and constantly hit the land on the opposite bank, with a mighty momentum and a rainbow of fighting spirit.
"Warriors, stop them from landing" "Shoot the Arrow" "Come up and kill one by one, never let a demon land on our great Spanish territory" Alonso was also mad at this time, he must not let the soldiers and horses of the Eastern Devil land on the Spanish coast, he was dressed in battle armor, holding a heavy sword, standing at the forefront, and his cry continued to echo in the ears of one Spanish soldier.
The entire battlefield seemed to have turned into a high-intensity meat grinder at this time, and in the light of the torches, corpses were everywhere, and bewitching blood overflowed, sprinkled all over the ground and seawater, like a scene of infernal hell.
With the stalemate of the battle, the sky began to dawn.
The Wu army attacked for a full hour, and the vanguard army of the Blood Wolf Legion led by Zhao Yun also paid the lives of more than 10,000 soldiers, but in the end they still failed to attack, and they were still blocked on the sea, but these soldiers had a feeling of exhaustion after repeated attacks.
"Still haven't been able to land" Zhao Yun was covered in blood, standing on the boat, staring at the battle in front of him, his face was very regretful, and he gritted his teeth and muttered to himself.
He is a warrior, not an immortal after all.
Although he was able to fight it single-handedly, he could not stand on the shore, and in the face of countless snipers with bows and arrows, he could not get a foothold at all and was driven down.
"Commander-in-chief, I'm sorry, the death squad didn't make it to attack" Cao Xing was also killed and covered in blood, he led the death squad to be driven down from above, and turned back a little uncomfortably, he hugged his fist at Zhao Yun: "Please give me another chance, even if I work hard this time, I will definitely stand firm on the shore."
"In one night, we have attacked twice, again and again, again and again, and three times, both times with heavy casualties, but we have not advanced an inch, our morale is close to collapse, there is no chance, prepare to withdraw" Zhao Yun judged the situation and reluctantly ordered.
It's not that he is willing to withdraw his troops, but at this time, even if he tries hard, he can't land, and he just increases casualties.
"Commander-in-Chief" Cao Xing was unwilling.
"Ready to withdraw" Zhao Yun snorted.
"No" Cao Xing's overshadowed command.
However, just as he turned to see the direction of the sun slanting from the east, he looked at the warships on the sea on the east side, and the familiar battle flags made his eyes widen At this critical moment, floating on the sea on the east side of the Blood Wolf Legion, there were dense warships, and this skeleton battle flag was hoisted on the deck of each battleship, facing the sun, facing the majesty, and hunting.
"Commander, look" "What's wrong?"
"Skeleton Legion" Cao Xuan was speechless with excitement, and simply shouted loudly.
"Legion of Skeletons" Zhao Yun turned his head to look, a touch of crazy surprise condensed in his eyes, the loss disappeared completely, and the whole person couldn't get up, he pointed at the spear, and shouted: "Hahaha, God help me" "The whole army obeys the order, and at any cost, give me a strong attack" Zhao Yun's expression was excited at this moment, his anger was awe-inspiring, and his voice was long.
"Reinforcements are coming" "Quick, keep up the good work" "Kill" The Blood Wolf Legion also sensed the appearance of reinforcements, and their morale suddenly increased greatly.
At this time, the generals under the command of Alonso on the shore had also discovered this sudden fleet.
"What's going on" "Where did the fleet come from" The generals of the Spanish army were a little blindsided.
"Damn" Alonso was shocked, and muttered to himself in some despair: "These bitch raised imperial nobles can't stop even a single pirate soldier, and now not only the Spanish province, but also the entire Iberian Peninsula is finished."
The rest of the campaign went too well.
The battleships of the Skeleton Legion were put into the landing operation, and the Blood Wolf Legion attacked strongly, relying on the support of the Skeleton Legion's warships, quickly seized the defensive positions on the shore and forced back the Spanish soldiers and horses.
When the Blood Wolf Legion gained a foothold, the Tigers and the Macedonian army quickly responded with troops.
On the night of the same day, the army of the Fourth Theater completely completed the landing campaign, seized a coastline of more than 100 miles, firmly established the territory of the Spanish provinces, and began to build positions and set up camp.
Under the heavy casualties of the Spanish army, Alonso personally ordered all the remnants of the army to retreat immediately, abandon the coastal defense line, and retreat to the land.
So far, the Fourth War Zone has opened the most difficult barrier to the north.
Night.
On the coastal battlefield, the soldiers of the Wu army were cleaning the battlefield with torches.
In a makeshift tent.
"Generals, this battle can successfully complete the goal, thanks to the concerted efforts of Er and others."
"The commander-in-chief is gracious" "If it weren't for the commander-in-chief, I'm afraid this battle would have been lost without a fight" "If this merit is the first contribution, it must be the merit of the commander-in-chief" In the camp, all the generals were smiling and very happy.
"Haha, I don't dare to take the first credit" Zhao Yun was very tired, but his spirit was very excited, he walked up, patted Lu Meng's shoulder with his palm, and said with a thunderous laugh: "Ziming, we can cross this strait and complete the landing operation in the north, the Skeleton Legion is indispensable, if it is the first merit, only the Skeleton Legion deserves it."
"The commander-in-chief has won the prize" Lu Meng smiled bitterly, and said modestly: "If there is no commander's main attack, it is impossible for us to complete the attack with our skeleton legion alone, we are just assisting, and we can't talk about the first merit."
In order to reinforce this line of attack, the skeleton army under his command sailed at a rapid pace for two days and two nights after breaking through, and finally caught up with this battle, which made him a little relieved.
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But if it comes to the first merit, he is still a little humble.
"Commander Lu Meng, I want to know how your skeleton army broke through the encirclement at sea, but I heard that there are hundreds of thousands of troops surrounding you."
Lu Xun looked at Lu Meng and asked with a smile.
Although he is the chief of the general staff of the Fourth Theater of Operations, if you talk about power, he is not as good as Lu Meng, not only a position, but also a military heart, Lu Meng, a general who can fight well and control the military power of one side, is the idol of the soldiers, especially since he himself is from a poor background, so that more people can see the hopeful side.
"This time our skeleton legion almost broke, I didn't expect that hundreds of thousands of navies would come to snipe us, and in the end, fortunately, we were clever and used a bitter trick to break through."
Lu Meng explained the matter lightly, but the people present were all first-class battlefield generals, and they naturally knew that this battle was by no means as easy as Lu Meng said.
"Bitter meat plan, I'm afraid it's not that simple, right?"
"The Skeleton Legion only has two-thirds of its strength left, which is enough to show what kind of bloody battle it is" The generals glanced at each other and said secretly in their hearts.
At such an age and with such ability, Lu Meng can be alone and hold a legion, this kind of Lu Meng makes them a little envious and jealous, and they also stay away, but Lu Meng's modesty has brought their relationship closer.
"Bitter Meat Meter" When Zhao Yun heard this, his eyes lit up slightly, and he became interested, and hurriedly said, "Tell me in detail."
"No" Lu Meng nodded, and explained the details of this battle before and after: "In fact, in this battle, our skeleton army has been encircled and is facing" At the time of the completion of the landing campaign in the Spanish provinces, the offensive and defensive battle of Lyon, thousands of miles away, was also being staged in full swing.
Knock knock The drums sounded, and the Flame Legion led by Zang Ba himself began to launch an attack on the city of Lyon.
"Flame Boy, Charge with Me" "Soldiers, kill it" "When you meet a god and kill a god, you must pay a price, give me a hard rush to kill it" Zang Ba is a fierce general, and having such a brave general to lead the troops is also a good thing for the soldiers, and their morale is constantly stimulated by Zang Ba's figure in the attack.
On the viewing platform of the "Huang Gai" Chinese army camp, He Qi stared at any movement on the battlefield, and the thoughts in his heart were constantly turning, and he suddenly shouted.
"In" "The Jiangdong Army also pressed me up, surrounded and charged in a long formation, once I hit the city, I was killed a little more ruthlessly, as cruel as I was, and I had to visually cause a kind of pressure on the enemy."
He Qi instructed.
He can see that although there are hundreds of thousands of young and strong people defending the city in Lyon, in fact, the people who defend the city here are a group of raw melons and eggs, and many of them are men who have never seen blood, so in fact, this battle is not very difficult to fight.
As long as you can crush them on the side of power.
They will be defeated without a fight.
"Nuo" Huang Gai heard this, and quickly took the order away.
The two armies went into battle together, and the offensive suddenly became extremely strong, which made the pressure in the hearts of the Roman warriors at the head of the city even more fighting.
"I want to eat me in one go, dreaming" Sergei looked at the dense crowd of people on the top of the ladders built on the side of the city wall, and the Wu army who were going forward one after another to forcibly attack the city, his face was gloomy as water: "Give me a hard beating, you must block them under the city" Wu Jun's offensive, he naturally understood what was going on.
It is clear that he wants to cross with one blow, use a strong offensive, play a cruel tactic, force the soldiers and horses under his command who have never been on the battlefield to collapse, and then cause a rebellion in the city, just to eat his defenders and horses in one bite.
"Warriors, the devil has come up, shoot back with arrows" "Throw stones, throw stones down for me" After hearing Sergei's order, one by one the Roman generals quickly commanded the soldiers to prepare to move.
The offensive and defensive battles were very tragic.
The offensive was maintained for a whole day, and in the end, the Wu soldiers were too tired after all, and in desperation, He Qi could only order a temporary withdrawal of troops and gave up the attack.
Between heaven and earth, it seemed to be quiet all of a sudden.
But up and down the city walls, the corpses and the blood that was still dripping had already told the world that there was a bloody battle that had just been experienced here.
Night is coming.
The sky was not beautiful, and suddenly lightning and thunder roared, and it rained heavily.
The rain washed away the blood stains of the wall It also washed the tent of the Wu military camp outside the city.
In the center of the camp tent, in the camp of the Chinese army, the lights were bright, the generals were standing, and the atmosphere was depressing.
He Qi stood at the front with a body as straight as a javelin, staring at the battle map in front of him, his eyes were deep and his thoughts were deep.
"Commander-in-chief, give me three days, I will definitely be able to take this city" Zang Ba's voice came out very abruptly, breaking the silence in the tent.
"Can you break through this city in three days?"
He Qi turned his head, looked at Zang Ba, and said with a sneer.
"Yes" Zang Ba faced He Qi's sharp gaze and gritted his teeth in reply.
"And then how many casualties are you prepared to pay," He Qi's voice calmed down.
"This" Zang Ba is a little fragmented and can't say anything.
There are as many as 500,000 defenders in the city, although most of them are young and strong and folk men, even the old and weak, and the combat effectiveness is very low, but the ants are more than enough to bite the elephant to death, and they still occupy the general trend of defending the city.
"Commander-in-chief, in order to pull out this nail and complete the strategy of joining the division, this casualty still has to be paid," Huang Gai Laocheng said in a deep voice.
The city of Lyon is a nail.
If they go south regardless of it, they will be overwhelmed once they send troops here.
This battle, they must fight.
"I know" He Qi turned his head, looked at the battle map, and carefully studied the lines on the battle map: "Casualties must be paid, but whose casualties are paid?"
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"What does the commander-in-chief mean by this," Zang Ba's eyes lit up.
"What's the weather outside?"
"Commander, it's raining" "Spring Rain" "Hmm" "Although the spring rain is not big, it is very long, if it can rain for three days, maybe we can have another way to break the city without destroying it," He Qi said.
"What way" The generals suddenly became a little excited.
"Do you still remember the Runan Battle of our Wu army against Cao Wei on the battlefield of the Central Plains?"
He Qi's eyes were gloomy, and a cruel chill appeared on his face.
"Flooded Runan" When the generals heard this, their pupils suddenly contracted.
That battle was regarded as the most frustrated battle since the founding of the Wu army, for which a military commander and a corps commander were all dismissed, the government and the opposition were shaken, and everyone in the army knew about it.
"The city of Lyon is in a dangerous terrain, but it also has shortcomings, it is located in the midst of these two rivers, I have already sent people to survey the two rivers here, the cold winter will freeze, but since January has begun to melt the ice, the water level has been rising for the past two months, if such a spring rain is added, it will inevitably form a high water level, and then" He Qi said this, and did not continue, but everyone understood what he meant.
At this moment, everyone fell silent, and the camp was silent, and they could only hear the sound of drops of water outside the camp tent hitting the camp tent and the ground. t1706231537: