The Three Kingdoms

"I am Ma Chao, anyone who stands in my way will die!"

"The generals follow me to kill the enemy, rush over!"

"Occupy this street, Occupy quickly."

"Block it, it doesn't matter if the devil king comes in person, you must block it all, my knights of the Roman Empire are brave and fearless warriors!"

"Shoot 'em, shoot 'em all on the street, never let 'em run to the end of the street!"

"..."

The war continued in the night, raging like a fire, the whole city was surrounded by shouts of killing, and illuminated by chaotic flames.

From night to day, from day to night...

The bloody battle in the city lasted for two days and two nights. Wu Jun paid [-] casualties, but failed to occupy one-third of Damascus City. Before sunset on this day, the attack was suspended.

In a hall in the city, this place has been changed to a temporary command battalion by Wu Jun.

Pan Feng's face was gloomy, his eyes were red, like an angry rabbit, and he stared: "For two full days, we can only hold on to the battlefield in half of Nancheng, why?"

"Commander-in-Chief, this city is too difficult to fight!"

Yan Xing wrapped this piece of white gauze on his right leg. The gauze was stained with blood, and he was a little haggard. Big, but the effect is poor!"

"What I want is not the reason, but the result. Do you understand the result?" Pan Feng shouted angrily, "The invincible Wu army will never be allowed to be blocked here!"

"Don't worry, Commander-in-Chief!"

Zhuge Liang's expression was calm, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he landed on the sand table of the newly built topographic map of the city in the middle of the main hall: "In this case, we should have some mental preparations beforehand. The terrain of Damascus City is good at defense but difficult to attack. Although we We have entered the city, but the houses in the city are densely packed, making it difficult for us to move forward. If we want to break through the city, we need a unique strategy!"

"A strange move, what a strange move?"

"The strange move has already been made. As for whether we can arrive in time, it depends on whether God can help!" Zhuge Liang clenched his fists slightly, and his voice was a little soft.

It's up to people to plan things.

It's up to God.

He has done what should be done.

Now it depends on whether luck is on Wu Jun's body.

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Syrian waters.

It is only less than twenty nautical miles away from the city of Damascus.

A fleet with a skeleton flag gradually emerged from the distant horizon.

On the Skeleton, Lu Meng was wearing a white robe, standing on top of the flag, his eyes were dark circles, and the eyeballs seemed to be sunken. Looking at the surrounding sea, there was a trace of irritability in his heart: "The scout ship hasn't found its way yet?"

"Not yet!" Deng Dang stood beside him, looking at Lu Meng like this, he couldn't bear it: "Deputy Commander, why don't you take a rest, I'm here!"

Lu Meng shook his head: "The second batch of scouts must be sent to find the direction of Damascus as soon as possible!"

At sea, the most difficult thing to find is direction.

Entering an unfamiliar sea area, there is a vast expanse of sea water everywhere, the blue sky and white clouds seem to retreat, and there is no comparison. It is completely normal for the direction to be wrong.

The skeleton army had gone in the wrong direction twice, and it was delayed for two full days, so Lu Meng was very anxious, and personally commanded and steered the helm, and hadn't closed his eyes for two days.

"Report!"

"Say!" Deng Dang shouted.

"The No. 12 scout ship sent back news that it has found the coastline of Damascus, [-] nautical miles southeast of my main force!"

"Turn the rudder!"

Lu Meng's eyes were wide open, impatient, and he quickly ordered: "All soldiers of the army obey orders and prepare to land and fight!"

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At this time, the city of Damascus was very quiet. "W

Some are the silence after the great battle, and some are the tranquility before the decisive battle. Whether it is silence or tranquility, this kind of tranquility suppresses this throbbing atmosphere, making everyone breathless.

It was as if the sky in Damascus had fallen.

Olvelli stood on a high slope in the city, looking down, gazing at the faintly visible figures of the soldiers of the Wu army. After a long time, he inexplicably sighed: "The soldiers and horses of the Eastern Devils suddenly stopped, and they have been in a state for a whole day. There is no offense, why is this?"

"Honorable Pope, because of your scheme, the Eastern Devils had to fight hand-to-hand with our imperial knights, and suffered heavy casualties. Perhaps because of this, Fang was unable to attack forcefully. The reason for suspending the battle should be to take a breath!"

Caracalla stood beside Olveri and said in a low voice.

"Maybe!"

The sad look on Olveri's face did not change, and he said: "But I always feel a little uneasy, maybe it's not that simple, their strength is already higher than ours, and their weapons and equipment are more lethal. The power has always been above us, I feel that they should have some big moves!"

"No way!"

The pupils of the chief consuls of several Roman legions on the left and right suddenly shrank.

"Now their main force is blocked by us in the city. They don't want to go out, but they can't get in!" Caracalla narrowed her eyes slightly: "Do they still dare to use that terrifying weapon to die with us?"

"Don't underestimate them!"

Olveri said: "Even though the Eastern Demons are demons, their abilities are superior to ours. According to the information, we are facing the first main force of the Wu Empire. The chief general Pan Feng and the deputy general Zhuge Liang are all powerful. Incomparable generals on the battlefield, including several fierce generals known as demon kings, how could they be so easy to deal with!"

"Then what does His Excellency the Pope mean?" Caracalla asked.

"At present, my defense is impeccable. It stands to reason that they have no loopholes that can be opened, but things are not perfect. No matter how perfect the defense line is, there will be loopholes. It's just that I can't figure out where my loopholes are!"

Olveri let out a long sigh, his face always gloomy.

With the city of Damascus as the battlefield, he has already taken advantage of the geographical advantage. It is obviously raining today, which is not conducive to attack. This is the right time. Under his command, the three major armies of the Roman Empire work together.

The right time, place and people are all above his Roman army. He can't think of how the Wu army can break the situation.

If they attack hard, even if the Wu army can break through the city of Damascus, the casualties will be at least twice as many as theirs. In this way, these Wu troops will still lose in the end.

But even so, he was still worried.

He calculated it carefully, two times and three times, until he thought that he could not find any flaws, he was still a little worried.

"flaw?"