The Three Kingdoms

And Wu Jun also launched a second attack on Milan City.

Just like the first attack, this time the attack was still thunderous and rainy, and the main force drove straight in, but when it came time to attack under the city, they retreated directly.

"Damn demons, what are they doing?"

"Play with us, is it fun to get in the rain?"

"Hmph, a group of cowards, if they have the ability to attack, we will fight to the death!"

The two consecutive feints caused the soldiers of the Gallic Legion in Milan to curse impatiently.

At night, there was not much rain this night, but it kept falling. The defense of Milan City was very tight, but it was very quiet. Wu Jun did not launch another night attack.

The next day came.

In the morning, the weather improved for a while, and there was no rain for about an hour, but at Maoshi, pea-sized raindrops fell from the sky again, tick-tocking.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Wu Jun's third attack broke out in the heavy rain.

"Pass the order, the devil may be a real attack this time, and we must defend carefully!" Vickers is a veteran general with keen experience in the battlefield. He has seen many things from the previous two feint attacks, and his expression is very dignified.

"Yes!"

Although the legion commanders are a little tired, they still stick to their defensive position and take strict precautions against defending.

However, Wu Jun's third attack was still a feint attack. He entered the city without taking a ladder or attacking the city gate, and retreated directly.

Three consecutive feints repeatedly raised the anger of the Roman soldiers to the extreme.

Gathering back to fight in the heavy rain again and again, the condensed fists seemed to hit the hollow again and again.

Two hours later, at noon, the fourth attack was launched...

In the evening, the fifth attack...

For two consecutive days, the Wu army made a total of five false attacks, and each attack only stopped ten steps below the city, which made the guards of the Gaul army feel emotionally ups and downs and exhausted.

[Chapter 510 of the main text]

Silent night.

Torrential rain.

On the majestic Milan city wall, drops of rain are as big as soybeans, mercilessly hitting the stone bricks on the city wall, making a ticking sound, which makes the Roman soldiers guarding the city wall feel tired Unbearable.

For two consecutive days, Wu Jun launched a total of five feint attacks on Milan City in the heavy rain, each time they only hit the city, scaring them half to death and then retreating, which can be regarded as tossing them to death.

"These damned oriental demons don't know what kind of wind they have. Could it be that it's fun to practice in the heavy rain?"

"They are not afraid of getting wet, but we are afraid of getting wet. If I catch them, they will be skinned and boned!"

"Hmph, they just have voices but no actions, they are just a group of cowards, nothing to be afraid of!"

"What a magnificent city Milan is, based on how they dare to attack us, I'm sure they must be bluffing us and making us restless!"

"As long as they are capable and dare to attack, we will definitely kill them and never return!"

"I've been drenched to death these days. It's all because of these demons. If they want to attack, they will attack. If there is nothing to do, if they don't fight well, what kind of feint will they play!"

"We and they are consuming our energy. It seems that we don't need to pay attention to them. Take a good rest and maintain absolute energy!"

"..."

In the night, it was hazy. Because of the heavy rain, there were not many torch lights on the city wall, only scattered light from some city towers, and there was darkness everywhere. The soldiers guarding the city were in the rain. Rely on each other and complain about each other.

These Roman soldiers were very tired in the rain, so they could only rely on each other to keep warm, standing in scattered positions to shelter from the rain and chatting. All the defensive positions carefully arranged by the legion commanders before have been disorganized. .

This already shows that the attack fatigue specially created by Wu Jun is effective.

The strategy used by Wu Jun is a perfect use of a wolf mentality.

Once it was false.

Twice is false.

Three times, four times, five times are fake again...

Therefore, the trust of the soldiers of the Roman army in Wu Jun was consumed by Wu Jun again and again. Subconsciously, they no longer believed that Wu Jun would storm Milan City. They only thought that Wu Jun was just bluffing.

But they soon discovered that they were wrong.

At this moment, under the city wall of Milan, there is only about a mile away. If it is daytime, even if it rains heavily, it can be seen directly, but it is night, and it is so dark that you can't see your fingers.

In the darkness, tens of thousands of soldiers of the No. 14 Army led by Meng Huo, the vanguard of the Wu Army's second war zone, appeared at the position closest to the city wall with light steps.

These soldiers from the 36th hole of the Nanman and the supplementary soldiers of the Northern Huns all have a burly physique and agile climbing ability, and they are the best force for a sneak attack.

"Commander, all sentry posts under the city wall have been cleared, and all divisions are in place, ready to attack at any time!"

"Ready to go to the city!"

Hearing this, Meng Huo raised his head slightly, gazed like a tiger, staring at the hazy and dark outline of the city wall in front of him, and issued an order in a low voice: "Remember, the division commanders, as soon as the main force sends out a signal to attack, we will attack immediately. The attack must be fast. Launch an attack on the top of the city with the power of lightning, stand firm on the top of the city, and respond to the main force of the legion, and we will win."

"promise!"

The division commanders took orders and were ready to wait.

Five miles behind, the main force of the second war zone has also assembled. The soldiers are fearless of the heavy rain, standing upright, wearing armor and holding weapons, waiting for the order to attack.

"Gong Jin, for two consecutive days we braved the heavy rain to feign an attack, causing many of our soldiers to fall. If this battle cannot be won, it will be a real loss!"

Among the Chinese army, Zu Mao said worriedly.

The generals of the Wu army were not made of iron. When attacking in the heavy rain, some soldiers would inevitably get sick due to the rain. In just two days, the Wu army lost at least [-] to [-] combat strength, all of which fell ill due to the rain.

"Commander-in-Chief, the city of Milan will be destroyed in this battle!"

Zhou Yu said confidently.

"Hope it!"

Hearing this, Zu Mao strengthened his combat mentality. He knew in his heart that he was not capable enough. Commanding an army was already the limit, not enough to command a war zone. He could still secure the position of commander-in-chief of the second war zone. Because of his seniority, as one of the four major generals left behind by Sun Jian, he was the only one who stood unswervingly by Sun Quan's side, so Sun Quan's trust in him was also absolute, and he was very dependent on Zhou Yu with self-knowledge.

"Commander-in-Chief, the No.14 Army is ready!" A soldier returned to report in the rain.

"very good!"