The Three Kingdoms

"Do not blame you!"

Zhao Yun waved his hand lightly, and said comfortingly: "The Roman cavalry fought fiercely, not only in formation, but because of personal physical problems, the strength of individual soldiers has always been superior to ours. You can rely on [-] cavalry It is already a blessing to reach an inseparable relationship with their [-] heavy cavalry!"

Water and soil on one side and people on the other.

The physique of the Romans has always been much stronger than that of the Wu people in the Central Plains. The average height of the Central Plains people is about 1.7 meters, but the average height of Roman soldiers is more than 1.8 meters, and many of them are 1.9 meters.

In terms of super generals, perhaps the Wu people and the Romans are comparable, because this is the most brilliant era of generals in the East.

However, the combat effectiveness of ordinary soldiers has always been somewhat different.

Since the start of the war, the Wu army has been able to gain the upper hand and drive straight ahead. One is because the army formation is well arranged and trained, and the other is because the weapons surpass those of Roman soldiers.

The so-called weapons are not just weapons that transcend the times such as thunderbolts and red cannons.

Even with swords, guns, swords and halberds, including shields, the weapons of the Wu army are more advanced than those of the Romans, and the iron-making technology of the Wu people far exceeds that of the West.

But when it comes to the physique of an individual soldier, ten Wu people can't beat seven Romans.

This is the gap between races.

It is unavoidable that the physique of Easterners has been inferior to that of Westerners for thousands of years.

In addition to the formation of the Roman cavalry and the formation of the Wu army and the Macedon phalanx, Zhao Yun once read it when he was reading the Western history books. There were not many descriptions, but it already made him feel a little bit better.

"Commander-in-Chief, the Romans have lost today's battle, so tomorrow they will..." A military commander stared at Zhao Yun and asked in a low voice.

"You become angry from embarrassment and attack the city directly?"

Zhao Yun shook his head: "It's unlikely. I have fought against William. Although he is fierce, he is very calm. He is not a bull. He is a fierce bullfighting bull. We need to be careful!"

"The commander-in-chief means that they may attack at night tonight?"

"Be careful not to make a mistake!" Zhao Yun said: "We suffered a loss once, and we can't suffer another loss. The purpose of this battle is to block their attack, and the casualties should be suppressed to the lowest. In today's battle, more than 3000 soldiers were killed or killed. I am very distressed, in the next battle, we must fight steadily, and we must never underestimate the enemy!"

"promise!"

The generals took the lead.

Outside the city, the Roman army camp.

With a sullen face, William stared at the battle map in front of him with exhausted and stern eyes. He marked a few points with a pen, and finally drew a cross. He shook his head and sighed: "When Alexander the Great rebuilt the city of Jerusalem, When I was here, I used it as a granary, but instead increased the construction of the city wall, and built watchtowers around the city gate, if I want to break through, I am afraid the chances are not great!"

The city of Jerusalem was built on the basis of the basic protective wall completed by King David of the Jewish Kingdom of Israel and King Solomon.

But Alexander proclaimed himself emperor, went north from Egypt, conquered countless, and established a powerful Macedonian Empire. In order to go north, he built a granary here in Jerusalem to maintain the supply of the army, and raised the city wall at any cost.

Today's Jerusalem is not as good as Damascus, Antioch, Byzantine city-states, these cities, but its defense ability is no less than any other city.

With his current strength and Wu Jun's current state of complete backbone.

It is very difficult for him to attack Jerusalem.

"I thought that the oriental demon who had lost his terrifying weapon was just a rat at my mercy!!"

"I didn't expect the cavalry in the east to have such fighting power!"

"Today's failure to penetrate this cavalry has caused some drop in our morale!"

"We have suffered a setback in this battle!"

The voices of the generals were not very loud, but they were all somewhat aggrieved.

A few days ago, during the night raid, the Wu army was in a hurry to evacuate. Several warehouses in the army were burned.

This is also a confidence for the Roman army to dare to go straight.

In the eyes of the Roman soldiers, the oriental demons who had lost this threatening weapon were definitely not opponents of the imperial knights. In fact, because of the lack of physique and endurance, the orientals won less and lost more in short-handed battles on the battlefield.

But today's cavalry battle made them feel a little bit afraid of these oriental demons.

"Respected General William, Sebastian did not complete the task, there is no cavalry that can defeat the Eastern Devil, please punish the General!"

General Sebastian bowed his head to the ground and made an apology.

"We are all watching this battle, you have done your best!"

Hearing this, William shook his head, comforted his strong generals, and said, "I thought it was too simple. Now that their chief generals have returned to the barracks, the spirit of their soldiers has been greatly different. The fighting spirit is also improving, and it is normal that we have not been able to rush over, and, as far as I know, the demon general opposite us is not an easy person to deal with, he is in the far east, and he has the name of the god of war!"

As he said that, he remembered a piece of information that Aner had provided to himself in his mind.

Right across from him now.

He had never met face to face.

But these days of battles made him feel a little fearful opponent in his heart.

The God of War known as the Wu Empire, Zilong Zhao.

"The devil's god of war?"

"Mars?"

The faces of the generals were solemn and their pupils shrank.

William glanced over the expressions of the generals, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "What about the God of War, Zhao, I will unscrew your head and present it to our Majesty, hang it in the Roman Forum, and let my people Spite day and night."

"Dear General, should we continue to attack now?" asked a ten thousand captain.

All the generals were silent, staring at William with a hint of doubt in their eyes.

"It's better to attack at night!"

Bosman, the head of the third army, stood up and said coldly: "If we can burn their camp once, we can burn it a second time. With the power of black fire oil, it is enough to burn the city wall. If the wind blows inward , will definitely be burned into the city!"

"no!"

Chadwick, the head of the Fourth Army, shook his head when he heard the words: "Although the black fire oil is powerful, it is impossible to burn the whole of Jerusalem, and they will not give us this chance!"

"Next..."

In the midst of the quarrel among the generals, William's eyes shone brightly.

Next he needs to retreat.

why?

Because he needed troops to suppress the Italian Legion.