The Three Kingdoms

"As ordered!"

Zhou Yu took orders and left.

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In the city of Milan.

Above a circular hall.

Vickers' straight body stood tall like a mountain, with a high-spirited aura, not angry but majestic, which made all the legion commanders under him look awe-inspiring.

However, at this moment, there was a trace of bitterness on his face.

"The province of Gaul has been broken by the Eastern Devil!"

Vickers gently put down a roll of leather brought back from Gaul, and sighed: "I am the one who is sorry for the people of the Gaul province!"

He is a Gaul through and through.

When the Gaul province was facing the invasion of demons, he should have led the Gaul Legion to stand in the forefront, but for the sake of the empire and His Majesty, he chose to lead the army back to the province of Italy.

The Gaul province was broken, and he had a great responsibility.

So he felt somewhat ashamed.

"General, in fact, you have tried your best. Back then, when His Majesty's secret orders were issued repeatedly, we couldn't hold back during the battle of Hadrian's Great Wall. We had no choice but to return. We can't blame you for this!"

General Sera comforted in a low voice.

"You generals don't need to do this!"

Vickers glanced over, looked at the faces of the generals, and soon realized that his emotions had made the generals a little depressed, so he immediately adjusted his emotions, with an indifferent smile on his face: "I just As a Gaul, I have some feelings. I have never regretted this decision. If the empire cannot be preserved, Gaul will be trampled by the devil's iron hooves sooner or later. Your Majesty is right. Only by completely defeating the devil from the east , so that the empire will last forever, and the people of Gaul will be safe and sound!"

"The general is right!"

"We must completely defeat these demons from the East!"

The group of legion commanders quickly turned from cloudy to sunny, and their emotions became high.

"Report!"

"Come in!"

"Report to the general, the devil is coming!" This is a captain, Abner.

"Is this the time?"

Vickers' eyes turned cold, and he stood up: "They picked a good time, everyone obeyed, and followed me to the city wall!"

"Yes!"

The commanders of the legions took orders and followed Vickers' footsteps to the city wall in the heavy rain.

The city of Milan is an important city in Imperial Italy. It has high walls and thick walls. Standing on the walls, one can overlook the scenery several miles away. A piece of the city is coming.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

This is not the sound of war drums, but the orderly pace. The steps of hundreds of thousands of soldiers are in unison, knocking the ground, and the sound breaks through the sound of raindrops, forming a sonic offensive in the sky.

The hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the Flying Tiger Legion and the Bashu Legion are walking at the same pace, which is enough to show that Zu Mao, Zhou Yu, and Chen Dao have achieved the ultimate in military training.

This momentum made the soldiers of the Gaul Legion in the city feel a little depressed.

"What a shock!" Vickers' face was gloomy, drops of rain dripped from his face, his fists were tightly clenched, facing this momentum, he shouted: "Fight! "

"war!"

"war!"

Following Vickers' angry shout, the Roman soldiers on the city wall quickly woke up from the shock of the Wu army, and howled angrily.Sonic confrontation.

The war is about to start.

Zu Mao rode his horse in the center, staring ahead, slowly drew his long sword, and pointed at Milan: "Attack!"

"attack!"

"attack!"

"attack!"

The first wave of Wu Jun's attack was as fierce as a tiger.

"Fire arrows!"

The Roman army's counterattack was also lightning fast.

"Shield soldiers step forward!"

Wu Jun changed his formation and immediately dispatched all the large shield soldiers in front to advance against the overwhelming arrows.

The heavy rain is still falling, and it is getting heavier and heavier.

Under the shroud of rain, the offensive and defensive battles under the city of Milan are in full swing.

However, just as the main force of the Wu army had suffered some casualties and was less than ten steps into the city under the arrows all over the sky, which was enough to build a ladder, the army retreated.

The attack was fierce.

It also retreated quickly.

Half an hour later, looking at Wu Jun who disappeared in the hazy rain, Vickers frowned a little: "What do they mean?"

He is ready to fight to the death.

But this time the attack was anticlimactic, with heavy thunder and little rain, which made him a little puzzled.

"General, the devil is making a feint!" An Mo, the head of the army, said in a low voice.

"Maybe!"

Vickers instructed: "But don't give up your vigilance, the demons are cunning, there is no guarantee that they won't turn their false attack into a real attack!"

"Yes!"

The army commanders nodded, braving the heavy rain, still sticking to the city wall, not giving Wu Jun the slightest chance.

In the evening, before nightfall, the rain on the sky seems to be much less at this time.