The Three Kingdoms

Under the fierce battle for half a month, the casualties were too tragic, and no one could take half a step back.

This scenic ancient city has turned into an endless hell. Above and below the city, there are patches of blood lingering everywhere. There are horrible corpses, including Wu Jun soldiers and Roman soldiers...

In this offensive and defensive battle, the Snow Leopard Legion supported independently for five days. On the sixth day, Cao Xiu's reinforcements rushed to the battlefield and relieved most of the pressure. However, the Roman army began to devote all its troops. Tens of thousands of troops were also trapped.

On the tenth day of the war, under the precarious situation, the Independence Army of the First Theater came up.

Ma Chao is not Cao Xiu, his independent army is more powerful, he has more experience on the battlefield than Cao Xiu, and he himself is more fierce than Cao Xiu.

Ma Chao's troops had already rushed fifty miles away from the city-state of Uruk, and he sent scouts to observe the battle for three full days before he led his troops to kill. The ten thousand commanders of the seven Apollo legions severely defeated the command battalion of the Apollo legion, disrupted the attack plan of the entire Apollo legion, and caused the Apollo legion to lose its combat effectiveness within three days.

This battle can be regarded as relieving the pressure of the entire battle situation.

The Snow Leopards get a breather.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tai Shici, Cao Xiu, and Ma Chao joined forces in the city. Their forces were fully assembled, and their combat effectiveness was nearly doubled, giving this battle a chance to continue.

But Bishop Oville, the chief general of the Roman army, was not a vegetarian either.

After resting for three days, he suddenly gave up the main attack on the west city. After a feint shot, he exhausted all the troops of the two legions in one breath, and chased and attacked the north city. He almost broke into the city, but it was Cao Xiu's reinforcements. The casualties were heavy.

On the top of the city, the wind was howling. Tai Shici, Chen Gong, Ma Chao, Cao Xiu, several generals were covered in blood and stood side by side, trying to stare at the Roman army below the city.

"Half a month of hard work, our Snow Leopard Corps suffered more than half of the casualties, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold back for a few days!" Tai Shici said.

"The deadly battle in Beicheng a few days ago caused a lot of casualties to my reinforcements!" Cao Xiu smiled wryly.

"Although the casualties of the Independence Army exceeded [-], they still have the strength to fight!"

Ma Chao's eyes were like two small suns, bursting out with blazing light: "Since the situation is so critical, we can only take risks!"

"What's the clever strategy of Commander Ma, please tell me!" Tai Shi said kindly.

"Put them in and fight!"

Ma Chao said in a deep voice: "You hold them in front, I will lead my troops to attack Huanglong, behead their chief general, burn their food and grass, enough to make them retreat!"

"It's too dangerous!" Chen Gong frowned.

"Do you have any other good ideas?"

"This?" Chen Gong shook his head.

"Commander Taishi, stop when you stop, we don't know when the reinforcements will come, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive!"

"Are you sure?"

Tai Shici gritted his teeth.

"There is nothing to be sure of. If I have a choice, I don't want to take risks. It's just that I don't want to die here. The only way to fight is to fight desperately. On the battlefield, the only rule is to survive!"

Ma Chao stood tall and straight, facing the tens of thousands of Roman soldiers in the city, he was like a fierce tiger roaring through the forest, and the arrogance of a fierce general could swallow mountains and rivers, and said proudly: "It is common for me, Ma Mengqi, to behead generals and seize commanders among the three armies. , I don’t believe that I can’t beat the Roman army’s commander!” (To be continued.)

[The first thousand and 390 chapters of the eighth chapter of the fierce general Ma Chao]

City-state of Uruk.

West City.

This is a frontal battlefield. The two sides have invested their main forces in the battle, and the battle is in full swing.

"kill!"

"God bless, go, go, go, go!"

"Destroy the demons and defend Rome!"

"Knights of the empire, follow me in and kill these oriental demons!"

Among the arrows coming and going from both sides, the mighty Roman soldiers rushed to the top of the city one after another, like waves of huge waves hitting the city wall that the Wu army was holding on to, and the fierce battle made a stream of blood stained red The blue-gray city walls.

Below the city, in the distance, the center of the Roman army commanded the camp.

"Carl, give me an affirmative answer. When will our army be able to break into the city?" Archbishop Olveri in red stood in the center of the battlefield in a cassock, his figure was unusually conspicuous, his sky blue eyes Already bumped in, compared to half a month ago, he was less stable and more manic.

Wu Jun's resistance in the city was much more tenacious than he imagined.

Before, he thought that as long as the Wu army didn't have that kind of terrifying and magical weapon, they would be like lambs and let their hundreds of thousands of troops dominate.

But the situation is very different.

At the beginning of the war, the Wu army did not use any thunderbolts, but in a head-on confrontation, the Wu army stubbornly resisted your attack with weak troops.

Facing such a fierce attack by the hundreds of thousands of Roman troops, they actually blocked them for half a month, and they couldn't even take a step into the city for more than half a month, which made Olveri a little annoyed.

The most important thing is that at this time, the news of the Armenian Province of Northern Xinjiang had reached him from the north.

The Parthian army guarding the province of Armenia was maimed by the Wu army, which Olvelli didn't care about.

The Parthian Legion was just a legion composed of remnants of the Parthia Empire like bereaved dogs. For the Roman Empire, it was a cannon fodder legion, which was irrelevant, but if the Armenian province was taken away, it would be a big problem.

Armenia was captured by the Wu army, that is to say, even if the Wu army did not pass through Mesopotamia, their soldiers and horses could fill the northern border and enter the Roman territory.

If the Battle of Mesopotamia is also lost, it will be even more troublesome. This will allow them to be opened up by the Wu army in the middle, then the Roman Empire's territory will be like a wide open door, allowing the Wu army to enter and exit.

He also knew in his heart that at this time, it is estimated that the empire should also know about the situation in Armenia, and Severus is probably also very annoyed.

Armenia is lost. If the battle of Mesopotamia is also lost, the battle between the Roman Empire and the Eastern Devils will fall into a defeat first, and the next battle will extend within the territory of the current empire.

This was something that the Roman Emperor Severus would never allow, and it was also something he Olveri would not allow.

So no matter what, he must destroy the shareholder demon of the Uruk city-state at all costs. Only if he can completely wipe out the shareholder demon can he complete the siege of the eastern Mesopotamian demon.

Only in this way can he completely restore the current defeat in the Mesopotamia campaign.

"My lord bishop, please give me another three days. I will be able to break through the city, break through this city-state, kill all the oriental demons inside, and never let any of them survive!"

The head of the Germanic Legion, the burly Germanic barbarian Karl stepped forward, staring at the tall city wall in front of him, gritted his teeth, and promised in a deep voice.

"Where's the Apollo Legion?"

Olveri took a deep breath, and asked calmly: "Where have their troops advanced, can they break through the North City as scheduled?"

"Report to the bishop, a few days ago, Sextu was killed by a fierce demon king among the eastern demons into the army, and almost killed him. Although he escaped, but the demon king The viciousness has also knocked out his energy, and now he has almost shrunk his troops to the north, and the offensive against the northern city is not violent, not as powerful as his subordinate Apollo's First Legion!"

Caracalla heard the words, sneered, and replied.

The Apollo Army is one of the seven main armies of the Roman Empire, but in the eyes of Caracalla, the Apollo Army, a veteran army established since the Octavian era, is not as effective as the ordinary guards in the provinces.