The Three Kingdoms

Werther didn't see much, and knew that these were not ordinary pirates, they were even more formal than them, so he immediately gave up his plan to fight head-to-head, turned around immediately, galloped on horseback, held the knight's spear in his hand, and drove the two pirates away with one shot. Pack up the remnants and retreat back.

"Lord Poseidon, the Romans have withdrawn their troops!"

Turras was covered in blood, and after rushing back and forth several times, his blood seemed to be excited.

"Fast and fast!"

Lu Meng made a decisive decision: "Pursue all the way, fight over, and defeat the Roman army in the west of Damascus!"

"promise!"

After a big victory in an encounter, the pirates were already confident.

The battle in the western city of Damascus did not last long, but the action was not light, and soon the two main forces in Damascus were alarmed.

Wu Jun temporarily commanded the battalion.

"Lu Meng is here!"

When Pan Feng heard the report from the scouts, there was a bang, and he jumped up, his expression becoming agitated: "So fast!"

He had been sending soldiers and horses to supervise in the west city before.

In order to wait for this day.

He thought he would have to wait at least two or three days before he could hope, but he never expected that Lu Meng would come so soon.

"Commander-in-Chief, the time has come for a general attack!" Zhuge Liang's heavy face also flushed red, and he cupped his hands and proposed: "I think we have concentrated all the main forces now, and headed in head-on, so that their forces can't care about their stomachs and backs. Create opportunities to penetrate their bellies!"

"it is good!"

Pan Feng's eyes were long and narrow, and his gaze was sharp. He glanced over and shouted: "Tai Shici, Jia Xu, Ma Chao, Zhang Yun!"

"exist!"

The commanders of the four major legions stood up, fighting with great intent.

"Pass my military order, all ministries will attack with all their might!"

"Yes!"

The commanders of the major armies led the way.

dong dong dong! ! ! ! !

The beating drum sounded in an instant, and hundreds of battle drums from the four major armies rang at the same time.

"kill!"

"Attack and kill!"

"Boys, charge!"

"Those who stand in my way will be killed!"

"Wu Jun is mighty, I am invincible!"

"..."

Most of the main forces in the first war zone rushed out like waves, charging in two lines from the south city and east city, two battlefields, charging in with the vigor of a tiger.

……

Roman Command Battalion.

"Damn!"

Olvelli's face was gloomy and terrifying. He looked at Werther, who was half-squatting down, and his teeth were almost gritted: "It's so possible, pirates. Why are there pirates? Where is the First Italian Army?"

"Honorable Pope, they are by no means ordinary pirates. They are well-trained and powerful in combat. With just one charge, they defeated ten thousand of us and formed a formation!" Werther said quietly.

"Are you sure it's a pirate?" Olveri asked after taking a deep breath.

"They are flying skull flags. There are all kinds of people, including Germans, barbarians, Gauls, and Romans. They should be pirates!"

Werther said: "However, I found some oriental demons in it!"

"Oriental devil?"

When the generals heard the words, their expressions were stunned, and some of them looked at each other.

They swore before that the western coast was the strongest line of defense and would never be breached, but in a blink of an eye, the western coast fell. This situation caught them by surprise, making them unable to react, and even a little confused. Confused.

"Not good, the German Legion!" a person shouted in a low voice.

"quick!"

Olveri's eyes widened, and he shouted: "Send someone to notify the Germanic Legion and put them on guard!"

The German army had already retreated to the west city, and with the river in the city as the boundary, they built the final position in the west city for a decisive battle with the Wu army. They must not be prepared for the sudden appearance of soldiers and horses behind them. Once they are attacked by surprise, they will inevitably suffer heavy casualties.

"Report!"

"Come in!"

"Report to His Majesty the Pope, the First German Army has been attacked!"

"Damn!"

The veins on Olveri's forehead were bumpy, and his pupils burst into a cold light: "It's still a step too late!"

"Lord Pope, we will immediately send reinforcements to block them and let the Germanic Legion stand firm first!"

"I'm afraid it's too late!"

There was a flash of inspiration in Olveri's eyes, and he said faintly.

"why?"

As soon as Caracalla's voice fell, the sound of war drums suddenly sounded, and the overwhelming attack came. The shocking sound made everyone a little bit discolored.

"Eastern demons have launched a general attack on us. The timing is so accurate. They are not pirates. They are soldiers of the Wu army. The Wu army left a hand in the Roman sea and became our fatal wound!"

Olveri walked out of the door, looked far away, and clenched his fists: "The city of Damascus can no longer be defended!"

In this battle, he lost in the end.

It's wrong to lose.