Five Hundred and Eighty  Smoke of Guns are rising

There was no particularly loud cheer, but every warrior had the joy of victory in his eyes, and confidence grew in their hearts.

"I cut three today!"

"I made eighteen!"

"Get out, you're fried from the oil jar, and this can be considered on your head."

"Oh my god, of course I have to be on my head!"

"The wild cavalry is nothing scary, one shoulder carries two heads."

"Damn, who is wetting his pants for the first time? This is the time to pretend to be a tough guy!"

The soldiers were hilarious in groups of three or three. Of course, this was alive. The rotation tactics that Zou Liang used are quite successful at present, which is also an advantage in defending the city.

Maintain combat power, enhance combat experience, and improve the overall situation.

But in fact, this advantage cannot last long, because the walls of the two towns can no longer hold on, the city gates are also broken every day, and the city gates are also the most fiercely contested place.

At night, we still cannot be taken lightly. The soldiers on the city wall must also prevent the wilderness from attacking at night. There will always be masters touching them at night. But at night, it is timely timely time for the land king, Balotte and his friends to play. These masters are really helping with each other. This makes the advantages of the demon masters mastered by the wilderness less obvious, especially at night, which is the world of dark gold archers like Balotte.

After the day of fierce battle, Zou Liang also completed the market for the camp, snoring everywhere. The soldiers were too tired, and they couldn't wake them up even if they were thunder. Although they were fighting in rotation, they were still a little worse in all aspects because they were recruits.

If this continues, it would be great if Feng Town and Qiufeng Town could hold on for another two days. Originally, he planned to hold on for twenty days.

As long as he persists for twenty days, he can implement the second step plan and a stronger psychological warfare.

Randy and Cote also arrived in the evening. Both of them had bloodshot eyes. They hadn't slept much these days. Their feelings for the town were incomparable to others. They poured their ideals and lives on it. But now Feng Town and Qiufeng Town are suffering the most cruel attacks. Even if they fall asleep, they will wake up from the nightmare.

"Brother, if we continue like this, it may be difficult for us to support it. Should we arrange for ordinary orcs to withdraw to Duolan City first?" Cote said

Zou Liang pondered for a while, "No, I still have to persist. It's not time yet."

"Brother, let ordinary people retreat first, we will defend here."

Zou Liang shook his head, "It's not the time. If ordinary people leave first, the confidence of some soldiers will be shaken. In fact, we have no way out and we have to fight to the death, so we can hold on for at least two days."

Zou Liang had to have a more thorough understanding of the psychology of war, but he didn't want to explain anything more. "Before carrying out the order, before carrying out the second step of the strategy, everyone should have the idea of ​​living and dying with Qiufeng Town, Fengzhen."

"Brother, why don't we take advantage of the night to attack them?" Randy said, and was furious when he was passively beaten all day long.

Zou Liang had thought about it, but the scouts had investigated it. The wild cavalry was very alert. If the knights were sent out, they would probably send it.

But they are always harassed at night, but the barbarian warriors can rest in a big way. This is indeed not a good thing. I have to find a way to make Aoria feel uncomfortable.

Zou Liang began to rack his brains. There were no war examples to learn from on the Beast God Continent, but in his previous life, there were many similar wars. Zou Liang regretted not learning history well at the beginning.

The past can be seen from the present.

Chapter 10 Heroes

The battlefield of the Wind Kingdom was also fierce. The legion commander Nebero defended the glorious fortress to the death, which was even more turtle than a turtle. No matter how Feng Tuo scolded and even greeted the eight generations of Nebero's ancestors, the Great Knight Commander was still calm.

The Brilliant Fortress has been fully reinforced, and the attacks of the Wind Kingdom are quite heavy and casualties are very serious.

Nebero had no intention of attacking from the beginning. The fortress was different from ordinary city walls, with rich reserves and solid fortifications, so why did he attack?

The enemy's greatest opportunity is to destroy it from the inside, but unfortunately, the Nicholas family cannot do anything else, and they are experts in this regard.

And it would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go.

This is Nebero.

Looking at the tide-like wind team, no matter what the situation is, Nebero is always as calm as hell, and Greg also jumped from the initial fear to the numbness in front of him.

Death is the melody of war. One warrior after another falls. Even if you are a strong dark gold man, you will die at the hands of a little Ronaldo at any time, because you are a human being, not an immortal body.

Holding the power of life and death in millions is the charm of war. After thirteen days of fierce battle, both sides have made heavy contributions.

Nebero's tactics are very simple and accurate. William has to admire his cold defense. The enemy even used the Monca as bait to attack the fortress. Many of them were relatives of the fortress warriors, but Nebero could issue attack orders without hesitation.

No matter what method, you can't defend yourself, and rely on your advantageous fortifications to consume your opponent to the greatest extent.

"Legislature Commander, your strategy has been effective. I don't think we can fight out soon."

William said, the ground shaking and shouting to kill the sky. Sometimes William admired Nebero's peace.

His indifference is different from the killer, and it is another realm.

Nebero smiled at the corner of his mouth, "It's not the time yet. Fengtao is an interesting guy. He is showing weakness, but he actually wants to lure us out."

"Show weakness?"

William was stunned, and Greg asked, "No, we have almost won a great victory these days, and their siege troops are getting worse and worse. The scout's intelligence is that the other party also plans to retreat and rest. If we take the opportunity to kill his mother, we will definitely be able to severely damage them. If they are asked to withdraw from the fortress, wouldn't we return without success?"

Everyone knows that Nebero and Arthur are two crown princes. Whoever performs well in this war will become the real prince.

"What's going on in Duolan City?"

"Flying Falcon sent a message saying that the battle situation is quite fierce, and the walls of Dolan City cannot withstand too fierce battles. It is probably only a matter of time before they fall." Greg said.

Nebero frowned, "This is not good news. Now, no one of the three major fronts can have problems. We can't afford to be attacked from both sides."

"Captain Arthur's Legion should be able to withstand it. Although the defense facilities are a little worse, with Feng Town and Qiufeng Town as the first line of defense, Duolan City is the second line of defense. The first line of defense has been maintained until now. The wilderness has been filed. When they find that there is a better defense in Duolan City behind them, their morale will definitely be greatly reduced. Then it is time for the Burning Legion to counterattack."

William said, obviously not worried.

Nebero nodded, with a smile on his lips, "It's interesting. Only Arthur could think of such a tactic."

Looking at the strong attack on the battlefield, Nebero did recognize the strength of the Fengzhi Kingdom, but when facing him, Feng Taku's fate was not good. No matter what he was, he could only accept the disadvantage in front of wisdom.

War is art.

"After waiting for him for a few days, he could not help but uncover the territory. Greg and William, be careful of their night attacks, especially when the city gates have to send masters to guard them."

Nebero said that the life and death of a soldier cannot make his emotions fluctuate at all. In Nebero's opinion, this is a quality that a commander must possess.

On the side of the Glorious Legion, Titan Monta Airis was not afraid to fight against the Salong Empire. In a few days of battle, he used his defensive advantages to rest, and on the other hand, he took the initiative to attack and sent cavalry to attack the opponent at night. In comparison, the Salong Empire is indeed the weakest among the three empires, and it is said to be the three empires, but in fact, after being bullied by Hannibal, he bullied other principalities to make up the numbers.

The combat effectiveness of the Northern Legion led by Monta Iris is quite good. The most important thing is that the courage and confidence of the Monta Iris family made the Titans not satisfied with winning a battlefield.

Monca is under great pressure when facing the siege of the four major forces. Of course, Monta Iris knows that if the Saron Empire can be resolved as soon as possible, other fronts can be reinforced. In fact, according to Titans' judgment, the one with the greatest pressure should be Hannibal facing the Pope.

I have to say that Longmo was indeed furious. The orcs' army made him very angry. He was afraid of death when fighting. He was not as fierce as his former army of monsters, and his combat effectiveness was really not very good.

And his enemy, that hateful bastard, was the pope, who was advancing and retreating from time to time. When he was about to fight, he would hunch it up, but when he was resting, he came to harass him again. It was not that Longmo wanted to set an ambush, but strangely, he would be seen through by the other party every time.

This really made Long Mo furious, and he wanted to sneak into the fortress and kill him.

However, this tempting idea was forced to be suppressed by him and reborn with the orc's body. Although it has a lot of convenience, its power is indeed not as restricted as before. He can kill hundreds or thousands, but facing hundreds of thousands of troops, it is not a joke.

On the main battlefield, Pope Benedict XV, who led Monca's main force, also fought more than ten major battles, large and small.

But they all ended in a crushing defeat, and Benedict XV could only bring his army to nest in the fortress. It was strange that Hannibal was not in a hurry to attack, which also gave the pope a headache.

The headache is the problem of face. The Holy See was beaten to shrink. Can other fronts withstand it?

Xuanye led a group of generals to look at the super fortress that was as if the sun had not set.

"Your Highness, as long as you say one word, the soldiers are willing to die, and they will definitely be able to capture the Fortress of Sigh!"

A dark gold warrior said.

"Yes, Meng Jia's army is simply vulnerable. If you hadn't had to control the rhythm, we would have killed them long ago!"

"Meng Jia is too weak, not even as good as the Wind Kingdom. He is too disappointed. They can only hide in the turtle shell, but this turtle shell cannot protect them!"

Most of Hannibal's generals are masters who have experienced many battles. After seeing many big scenes, Hannibal grew up in battles and saw many wars. As soon as he contacted, he found that Mongol's army might be just right, but it was not bloody enough. He was just a group of rookies.

Xuanye shook his head, "Don't worry, we want to win, and we need a complete victory. Benedict XV is more anxious than us. Besides, aren't the other three kingdoms fighting fiercely? The demon clan and the Holy See are life-and-death grudges, and we want to get Monca instead of destroying it. The lives of our warriors are more precious. Don't worry, there are opportunities for everyone to show their performance later."

Looking at the fortress from afar, it seems that Benedict XV is not ready to go to war today.

"Send several teams of soldiers to fight in turn, find a bard to compile some interesting things for our Pope to listen to, so as not to be bored."

Xuanye smiled.

The generals burst into laughter. A truly powerful person would not be so anxious. Personal strength and imperial qualities are completely different. Perhaps the three demon kings are very strong in reincarnation, but how do they understand the charm of commander?

This kind of confidence has been built up through hard work, and it is no wonder that Hannibal's warriors have such combat power.

The nights in Feng Town and Qiufeng Town seemed particularly quiet. Suddenly, drums were sounding loudly and horse hooves shook the ground.
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