The Three Kingdoms

Time goes back to the first ten days of April.

Province of Africa.

Since the fourth war zone of the Wu Army defeated the forces of the Allied Forces of the Four Provinces, it has been driving straight into the southern border of the Roman Empire, going everywhere, and there is no longer any force that can stop them from advancing.

In the first ten days of April, Zhao Yun personally led the main force of the Fourth Theater into the African province, and the vanguard army of the Fourth Theater, under the leadership of Aria, the Macedonian Army, set out first and is now stationed in the Mauritanian Province.

Although North Africa is the hometown of Severus, Severus made the people here even more proud after he became the Roman emperor. He has a huge reputation here.

But when the four-provincial coalition led by Gust, the governor of Africa, was defeated, the young and strong in the four Roman provinces of Cyrenaia, Africa, Numidia, and Mauritania were already pitifully small.

So when the main force led by Zhao Yun drove straight in, the pace of advancement was extremely smooth.

"Have you found Gust?"

The army was stationed on the border of the African province, ready to move forward at any time, but Zhao Yun never gave the order to move out, because he was waiting for a news, a news that made him miss.

"No!" Lu Xun shook his head and replied, "I have dispatched the most elite cavalry, but the wild land is too messy, and there is no marching map, like headless flies, and there are poisonous snakes and beasts everywhere. Our soldiers suffered heavy casualties!"

"Moreover, I doubt whether Gust's remnant soldiers can survive!" Lu Xun added: "He was defeated by us in the first place. A group of remnant soldiers fled into such a desolate and dangerous land. Perhaps, they have already been wiped out. Already!"

"War can't be possible!" Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes, and there was a coldness in his eyes: "I want an accurate answer, so I can rest assured. You should be very clear that Gust is very dangerous. Back then I thought I could take him down with a certainty, but under the heavy siege, I still let him lead tens of thousands of remnants to break out of the siege. I have to be a little worried about this man. Once he is alive, he will give us a hard blow when we cross the sea and go north. Hit, we're in trouble!"

"But Commander, if the search continues like this, there may not be any results, and it will greatly delay our strategy of going north to join the third war zone. Now there are bloody battles in Gaul, we still have to go north as soon as possible!"

"I see!"

Zhao Yun nodded when he heard the words: "In this way, we will leave one division to guard Africa, and the rest of the main force will continue to go north!"

"As ordered!"

"Bo Yan, accompany me to a place!" After Zhao Yun asked Lu Xun to deliver his order, he suddenly stood up, picked up the whip, and walked outside.

"promise!"

Lu Xun quickly followed him.

The two rode their horses and galloped, followed by a battalion of personal guards, and after an hour, they appeared in a military camp on the coast.

"Last General Lu Meng, greetings to the Commander-in-Chief!"

"The last general Deng Dang!"

"The last general Zhu Ran!"

"The last general..."

In the big camp, Lu Meng personally led a group of generals from the Skeleton Army out of the camp to greet them.

"On the battlefield, there is no need to be polite!"

Zhao Yun jumped off his horse and waved to the generals.

"Commander, please!"

Lu Meng invited Zhao Yun to enter the camp.

"Let's go to the beach for a walk!" Zhao Yun said.

He brought Lu Xun to meet with Lu Meng today to discuss the next step of the strategy of advancing both sea and road side by side.

"Yes!"

Lu Meng nodded quickly, and took Zhao Yun for a walk along the coast. Lu Xun and the generals followed behind them, walking slowly towards their figures.

"Ziming, how is the situation at sea now?" Zhao Yun asked directly.

"Report to the commander-in-chief, there are some troubles at the moment!"

Hearing this, Lu Meng couldn't help but smile wryly, and vomit bitterly: "The Roman Empire is too powerful here in the western waters. Before we broke through the Tunisian Strait, we paid a heavy price. Now there are warships constantly approaching the waters of Africa. As far as I know, the warship forces in the west are all ready to gather to encircle and suppress my skeleton army!"

After all, the sea here is still the sea of ​​the Roman Empire, and the home field advantage is too obvious.

Here, the most powerful is not the Roman army, but the sporadic and gathered aristocratic forces standing in the sea as pirate groups. When these forces gather together, whether it is a warship or a soldier, it is enough to make the Skeleton Legion Facing a crisis of destruction under siege.

"Siege?"

When Zhao Yun heard this, there was a gleam of coldness in his eyes: "They are so united?"

Before the war, Zhao Yun predicted the strength of the sea once, but he thought that it would be difficult for these scattered forces to gather in a short period of time, so he had the courage to let Lu Meng's troops drive straight in.

But now it seems that things are a bit beyond his expectations.

If the forces in these sea areas are fully gathered, the Skeleton Legion will inevitably face an unprecedented crisis, and it will even affect the plan to cross the sea that is about to go north.

Going north from North Africa, you must cross the waters of Gibraltar.

Without the assistance of the Skeleton Legion, the main force of the fourth war zone would face great danger if they wanted to cross this sea area, and they would even be defeated in sniping due to the combined forces of several provinces in the southwest of the Roman Empire.

"Commander-in-Chief, we may have underestimated the hatred and hatred of the Roman Empire towards us Wu people!" Lu Meng explained softly: "When they faced the enemy, they showed a kind of unity that we can't even imagine. The scouting ship reported that there are currently no less than 20 soldiers encircling our Skeleton Army, forming a semicircle, just to trap our Skeleton Army in the African waters!"

The First World War in the Tunis Strait angered the pirate group that dominates the western waters of Rome. As a force ruled by the aristocrats, they have always considered this place to be their territory.

Now Wu Jun marched straight in and rushed in unscrupulously, which was tantamount to invading their territory without any scruples.

They naturally worked together to resist this invading force.

"Is there a way to break out?"

Zhao Yun pondered for a while, then asked in a low voice.

"Considering!" Lu Meng heard the words, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he said: "There is no way, I am sure I can break out, but it is a bit dangerous. The most important thing is that our Skeleton Army has not been established for a long time, and the members of the army Most of the soldiers are mainly Western soldiers, once there are huge casualties in the battle, our military morale will collapse!"

Lu Meng knew very well in his heart that the strength of the Skeleton Legion was actually the houses built on sand piles on the beach, which would be blown away by the waves.

This is a matter of morale.

Never expect the morale of skeleton soldiers to reach the level of soldiers from the Central Plains.

Once the morale of the army collapses, the Skeleton Army will also collapse.

"According to the news from above, His Majesty's main force has been continuously advancing towards the city of Rome, and it is estimated that a decisive battle will soon be entered. We cannot stop our progress because of difficulties!"

Zhao Yun was ruthless this time, and ordered Lu Meng to come down and die: "Ziming, I don't care what method you use. Before May [-]th, the Skeleton Army must enter the Strait of Gibralt and assist our main force to go north!"

"promise!"

With a serious face, Lu Meng responded respectfully.