The Three Kingdoms

He knows that this military order is actually very barbaric and unreasonable, but this is the army, and it is like this in the army. A military order is a military order, and a military order is like a mountain.

At night, Zhao Yun and Lu Xun left the skeleton army.

The two rode back to the camp.

"Commander-in-chief, will it be counterproductive to force the Skeleton Army now?" Lu Xun was a little worried, and said while riding a horse: "I never doubted Commander Lu Meng's ability, but the Skeleton Army is after all an army established by soldiers from the west. I'm too nervous, I'm afraid they will be dissidents, and it will be difficult for Commander Lu Meng to control them!"

"I believe in Lu Ziming!"

There was a hint of determination in Zhao Yun's eyes: "Time has become a big problem for us, and it is imminent to go north. If we cannot successfully join forces in the third theater, it is pressing down on the entire western part of the Roman Empire, which will bring great harm to the main battlefield." Big trouble, even if this battle is a cruel and desperate battle, Lu Ziming must ensure the strategy of crossing the Strait of Gibraltar!"

Standing in his current position, considering things cannot be sacrificed locally, but can only look at the overall strategy.

He didn't have time to feel heartbroken that the entire Skeleton Army had to be paid for this battle.

That's the big picture.

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When the fourth war zone began to plan a strategy to enter the southwestern territory of the Roman Empire, a landing offensive and defensive battle in the Strait of Dover, located between the province of Gaul and the province of Britain, also came to an end.

This battle of attacking and defending the landing has lasted for a whole month, and it has been fought fiercely. Both sides are desperately fighting fiercely.

The third war zone of the Wu Army has already paid for this with the lives of [-] soldiers.

As for the Roman army, there are probably as many as [-] corpses piled up on the coast and floating on the sea.

The soldiers fighting in the third war zone of the Wu army are all elite soldiers.

The soldiers and horses formed by several Roman provinces with the Gaul province as the core are just ordinary serf soldiers, slave soldiers and young soldiers. If they occupy a geographical advantage, three Roman soldiers cannot replace a Wu army soldier.

Every time the drum beats, life is withering, and blood has already stained the strait red.

But the war is still going on.

"kill!"

Sergei, the governor of the Gaul province, was very tired, but in order to persist in this battle, he had already stepped out of the command castle, rushed to the front line of the coast in person, and personally commanded the battle amidst the arrow rain from both sides, his hoarse voice was constantly Howling: "The warriors of the empire, for the sake of Gaul, for the empire, and for the light, we must stick to this defense line of life and kill them all!"

"The devil has come up!"

"We can't stop it at all!"

"How to kill!"

The bloody battle that lasted for a whole month has already made these recruits who have just entered the battlefield timid. Even if it is Sergey's voice, they are also immune.

The tragic battle made them lose the courage to fight.

Seeing a life around them disappear in this battle, they haven't collapsed completely, it's because Sergei, the governor of the Gaul province, personally boosted morale.

But Wu Jun's morale is still strong.

This is a kind of tough fighting spirit bestowed by elite soldiers and horses who have been on the battlefield and have been well trained.

"Kill it!"

"I am Zang Ba, Da Wu Erlang, charge with me!"

Under the leadership of the fierce general Zang Ba, the charge of the Flame Legion is rushing forward like waves.

"The commander-in-chief has an order that the first climber will get a hundred taels of gold, a seventh-rank title, and eight hundred fiefdoms!"

For this battle of landing, He Qi poured blood to boost morale.

"One hundred taels of gold!"

"Seventh rank knighthood?"

"Eight hundred fiefdoms!"

"Brothers, what are you waiting for, kill me hard!"

"Kill it!"

Wu Jun's last gulp of blood that was suppressed in his chest was completely stimulated by He Qi's reward, and one by one the soldiers went forward to attack the coast and land one after another.

"Governor, we can't hold back anymore. The formation in front of us has been breached. Now the vanguard of the demon army has come ashore. I estimate that before sunset today, the coastal defense line we have arranged for more than a year will completely collapse. Already!"

Barlow, the general of the Gaul Governor's Mansion, was covered in blood, holding an epee in both hands, rushed forward, and said loudly: "Quickly withdraw, if you don't withdraw, the young men and serfs we have recruited from the major city-states will all be killed. completely annihilated!"

This line of defense has been built since the defeat of the Gaul Legion in the Battle of Hadrian's Great Wall last year, and the entire army returned to Gaul.

Sergey thought that with this line of defense, he could suppress the demonic forces in the northwest.

That's why he agreed to let the main force of the Gallic Legion return to the Italian provinces.

But he didn't expect that under the powerful bombardment of Wu Jun's thunder and thunder, coupled with the powerful attack of Wu Jun's Flame Legion, he would be defeated in just a month.

"Gaul was actually breached?"

Sergey's blue eyes were filled with dark red bloodshot eyes. He clenched his hands tightly, his veins were bumpy, and he stared at the front. Seeing the faint voices of Easterners who had already started to land on the shore, he screamed angrily: " I can not be reconciled!"

"Your Excellency, after we withdraw, we can still fight on land. If all the warriors are spent here, we will be defeated. Not to mention Gaul, even the northwest of the empire will not be able to defend it!"

"withdraw!"

No matter how unwilling Sergey is, he also understands the current situation. Since he can't stop it, he can only withdraw from the first line of defense.

One day later, on April 10,000th in the eighth year of Tianquan, the offensive and defensive battle of the Strait of Dover came to an end, and [-]+ remnants of the Roman Empire, led by Governor Sergey of Gaul, withdrew from the Strait of Calais Castle defensive line.

The main force of the Wu army's third war zone, the Flame Legion, landed smoothly.

But this battle severely damaged the Flame Legion, so after discussing with Huang Gai, He Qi and Huang Gai decided to rest the entire theater for half a month.

During the rest period, it is not that there is no movement.

The Roman army suffered heavy casualties and was defeated. Finally, they withdrew from the castle of Calais and retreated towards the hinterland of the Gaul province. He Qi naturally took this opportunity to expand the results of the battle and directly occupied the entire northwest of Gaul.

On April [-]th, the Jiangdong Legion, which was resting in Britain, also successfully landed on the land of the Gaul Province under the support of the Flame Legion.

[The first thousand and 490 chapters of the main text are joining forces in the west]

The coast of the Gaul province, the castle of Calais.

Around the castle, on a spacious plain, there were military camps and companies standing for dozens of miles. Under the flags of the Wu Jinlong Emperor flying one by one, the soldiers of the Wu army were doing recovery training.

The battle of landing in Gaul hurt the vitality of the third theater a lot.