The Three Kingdoms

"His Royal Highness, we lost no more than [-] warriors, and most of them were trampled to death in the chaos!" A Roman general came up and reported bitterly.

"How many Eastern soldiers and horses came in?"

"Less than [-] people!"

"Bastard!"

Caracalla's pupils changed color, her face flushed, and cold hatred erupted in her eyes: "In my Roman camp, hundreds of thousands of soldiers are stationed, and there are less than [-] people from the east to come in and out. You have lost all your honor!"

"Damn Orientals!"

The faces of the two main generals, Macrinus and Dio, were also unusually gloomy.

"Dear the respected prince, the fire has been extinguished, but my camp lost more than half of the tents, and... the food, our food was in chaos and burned as much as one-third..." A quartermaster who counted was trembling He walked up and said in a low voice.

"Crack!"

Caracalla, who was in a rage, finally couldn't hold back her anger, and directly pulled out the sword of the knight, piercing the quartermaster's body with a sword: "I can't even keep the food, so what's the use of it!"

Facing the brutal Caracalla under the anger, the Roman generals were a little timid, and even Macrinus and Dio dared not say anything.

"Where did these Orientals come from?"

A Roman general asked a question in the silence.

The reason for this situation is nothing more than the fact that the Orientals came too fast and without warning, which caught their hundreds of thousands of troops by surprise.

However, there are obviously troops deployed around, and if the Orientals come to kill them, someone will definitely warn them.

"Dio, our barracks and the Oriental barracks are separated by the Sicily River. Although the Sicily River is frozen, the first legion of the Crusaders under your command is stationed on the ice field!" Caracalla's eyes became more and more cold, staring at Dio asked.

"I am not sure as well……"

Dio's face was ugly: "Ross, hurry up and get Ansmore from the First Legion!"

"Yes!"

"Your Highness, these orientals seem to be drenched all over. I guess they should have come from under the ice. Although the Sicilian River is frozen, the ice is not very thick. Under the ice is Water, with good water quality, can swim over!"

Macrinus said suddenly.

"Ice bottom?"

Caracalla's face became more and more ugly.

"If this is the case, our First Crusade Corps stationed on the ice will be in danger!" Makrinus said: "This group of troops will definitely turn around!"

"Front and back attack..."

Dio's face changed drastically, and he was about to say something, but was soon interrupted by sudden bursts of fighting sounds.

"Dong Dong Dong!!"

"Clang!"

"kill!"

"Rush over!"

This is the sound of fighting from the frozen ice of the Sicily River in the distance.

"Report!"

A Roman soldier rode into the camp.

"Say it!" Dio said impatiently.

"Report to the general, the First Crusade Army was flanked by the Eastern Army, requesting reinforcements..."

"Crusaders, attack with me!"

Without saying a word, Dio led the entire army to fight towards the frozen ice of the river.

"General Macrinus, you immediately integrate the warriors of the Jagged Legion, we will give these Easterners a hard blow!"

Caracalla said coldly: "Since they dare to provoke us, I will fight them to the death!"

"His Royal Highness, I think something is wrong!"

Macrinus is a veteran of the Roman Empire on the battlefield. When the Roman soldiers were gnashing their teeth angrily, he still kept the general's calm and composure, and said in a low voice: "I feel that the Orientals are deliberately tempting us to attack. How about Let's wait, there are Crusaders fighting, it is difficult for them to break through the frontal defense, we will only suffer a small loss, and when the reinforcements from the north arrive, we will be able to annihilate them!"

"Humph!"

Caracalla snorted coldly, glanced coldly, and pointed at the messy camp: "General Macrinus, look, our camp, with less than [-] orientals in it, can disrupt the whole place. We can't take this opportunity to defeat the Easterners, how long do you think our warriors can last without their tents in this cold and snowy sky!"

If it was before, he could calmly wait for the reinforcements, and then surround and kill the Wu army across the river.

But now, facing this situation, he felt a fire of shame burning in his heart, and he couldn't calm down at all. He just wanted to fight the Orientals to the death.

I swear by the knight's honor that he will fight the Easterners fairly.

"This one……"

Macrinus glanced over. Some camps hadn't been completely extinguished. The fire had burned, and at least 10,000+ people had no tents to live in. They couldn't bear it in this cold weather.

Also, after nearly one-third of the food was burned, they could not last for ten days.

"Warriors, we are the most heroic knights in the Roman Empire. As a knight, I, Caracalla, would like to avenge the shame of the Roman Empire. You are willing to fight with me!"

Caracalla rode his horse into the air, jumped onto the high platform, and directly raised the knight's sword in his hand, shouting in pure Latin.

"war!"

"war!"

Roman soldiers are all proud of knights, and the dignity of knights cannot be desecrated.

"war!"

When Macrinus saw this situation, he had no choice but to slap his mouth. He could only hold up the knight's spear in his hand and shouted.

The army came out of the camp and went straight to the main battlefield...

The battlefield on the ice field on the river surface has been fought fiercely, and the snow-white ice is stained red with layers of blood.

"kill!"

Among the Wu army, Ma Chao took the lead.