Chapter 325: Death of Dracula (20)

Chapter 325 Dracula's Death (twenty)
ps: Well, I originally said that today ’s Wuchang, with an update of 15,000 words ... but it seems unrealistic now.
ps1: Well, forget it, I do n’t want to attend this month because some people promised that my laptop has n’t arrived yet. I ’ll go back to my hometown next month and do n’t know if I have to update it. 5,000 like this, do n’t give it a try all the time, because now there is a house to buy and you have to repay the loan. If this book really earns less than 2,000 yuan a month, we can really just finish him and go to Macau Already.
ps2: I'm trying to write the second chapter. It's still two thousand words. As for fifteen ... you know.
ps3: None of the above money.

"Is this the last?" Dracula grinned, fighting, six hours from the morning to now.
Already, gradually unable to support ...
There are fewer and fewer soldiers around.
In the end even the Overseer team and the pro soldiers were overwhelmed.
But the war damage rate is still getting higher and higher.
Already, no one? Dracula looked around blankly, his saber was already weak on the bluestone city wall.
There were still gasps around.
But at a glance, there weren't even a hundred panting on a wall.
"We, did you win?" Dracula looked at the corpse in all directions, pushed it harder and looked away.
In the distance, the Macedonian matrix slowly moved ...
we. Was it just that the Turkmen were beaten down ... Dracula was full of loss. He did not hate heaven, earth, or Nero, or Macedonia, or Alexandria.
Because this is war, war is such a cruel thing.
There will never be "probably", "may", "should", "seemingly" vague warfare, nor any water, nor any speculation.
Failure is failure.
"Reinforcement. After all, did not come ..." Dracula smiled bitterly, most of them were their own figure, and on the third day, the Macedonian military strength was already in full force, they began to move a lot in the city. Project a boulder.
The siege vehicle is a continuous stream of thirty vehicles connected together like a platform. The Romans and the crazy Turkmen are fighting on the same platform. The so-called city wall is simply a piece of paper!
The Turkmen's shooting swords carry the poisonous blood-seal throat that is unique to Amazon. Any Roman soldier who stabs or has a wound will vomit blood to the ground in three breaths. Speaking of casualties, almost all were huge casualties brought by Turkmen. More people have died in just six hours than yesterday.
But Dracula said nothing.
Because this is war!
It ’s not a funny joke. It ’s as if the Turkmen did n’t say anything unfair to your armor, weapons, and shields. Of course, the fully armed Romans would n’t say anything to the Turkmen who only had cloth on the crotch and were naked. unfair.
War is war. War is life and death, especially war between two countries, who would say it is unfair?
In the Japan-US battle, if the United States had developed nuclear weapons long ago, I am afraid that it would still be used without hesitation? How many Americans died on the islands of the Pacific. Only God knows the US government, and no one will hesitate.
nobody!
From another perspective, even if Dracula sits on the seat of the king of Macedonia, he will do even more decisive.
He would only continue to throw stones at the trebuchet to break the walls and then flood them with numbers.
But Alexander's ambitions are even greater. On the one hand, they overwhelmed them with tactics of man-in-the-sea and reduced their own food consumption population. On the other hand, they used megaliths to throw them into the city. In this way, all the damaged buildings were civilian buildings. You can move in quickly, and Alexander can live in hundreds of thousands of people at once even if he builds a house completely as a military tent. These soldiers will cause oppression in Rome.
Can these hundreds of thousands of troops cause damage to Rome? Can they exert high pressure to squeeze the empire that would otherwise collapse into an iron plate?
I don't know why, Dracula thought of Rome when he was dying. That behemoth, will it be okay?
Dracula braced himself up, he limped to the city next week, at least he could do something.
"My people, we failed this battle!"
"We bravely blocked the attack of 300,000 troops."
"We're very arduous to fight against each other."
"We are still defeated."
"Although we have no complaints, we are unwilling to do so. I believe that if the 20,000 reinforcements arrived in time, we would never be like this!"
Dracula shouted in front of everyone: "But. Failure is failure. The loser has no human rights and words. Now, we are about to be broken. My people, Alexander, he will absolutely kill the city. Go west and head towards Rome. Tell the emperor the situation here, and tell the emperor the situation here! "
Dracula's response was bland, and everyone seemed to be waiting for it.
An old man slowly stood up and stood out.
His old voice sounded with a bleak smile: "Master, Lord Dracula, you are a good man."
"Old man, I have lived for more than sixty years. I have never seen a Lord Lord better than you, but where can we escape?"
"My son is dead. He died to protect us and to protect this home. I am not sorry. I am proud of him, but where can we flee? "These wise men asked this Dracula.
"Moreover, it's okay to die with the city. My lord." The old man smiled and shed a few tears: "Anyway, can't you be a person without credit?" He took a step forward, and then Alas, he almost fell to the ground, a trace of blood appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then more and more, but he became more and more energetic and cheerful.
"Lord Lord, we are waiting for you on the other side of the Styx River." He didn't know when a dagger appeared, and then he fell down with the blood pouring continuously.
"Lord Lord. See you on the other side of the river!" Tens of thousands of people said that they usually took out some sharp weapons and inserted them into their own chests. , She has no idea why, why not escape? Why don't you leave? Why not live? why not……
No, it doesn't matter anymore.
Dracula grinned bitterly, slowly carrying his sword slowly towards the city wall.
"They are all dead," said Dracula, with a wry smile, facing the Roman soldiers who didn't know how many were on the wall. At this time, such a long wall was no longer interesting. Everyone gathered. Everyone looked at Dracula, and the calmness on his face did not know why it made Dracula sad.
"It's already, finally. Let's die like a warrior!" Dracula smiled bitterly.
Then the ropes were turned over.
Alexander watched strangely as one after another Roman soldiers slipped off the wall, and with their spears, shields and spears, they slowly slipped down.
"What are they trying to do?" Alexander frowned, watching the three hundred disabled soldiers form a square. The roman infantry formation that formed the famous world, what do they want to do?
"Your Majesty, they have no one." With a sigh, Aristotle guessed this kind of thing. The Turkmen's poison is too much to kill. It is a disaster for any army. It is not difficult to guess that 20,000 Turkmen can fight most of the garrison troops. Obviously, the Romans are no longer there.
"Is it lonely? Interesting." Alexander stroked the moustache of his chin: "The order, the first square came forward, and the three thousand knights assisted."
The leader of the line holding the huge red sign began to turn slowly.
The first square began to turn to the Roman square as he slowly turned over a distance of fifteen meters from the previous direction. This dexterity really made Dracula almost ashamed. The Roman square Is very strong. The defense is unparalleled in the world, but in terms of flexibility, the horse is not as good as the Macedonian matrix. The Macedonian matrix can change the formation at any time. If it is put in the east, it is really handsome. As long as everything can be transformed through this Macedonian matrix, the formation is fast and fast, which is simply incomprehensible.
But people in this era are only limited to the "square matrix" formation, and the best square matrix in this era is undoubtedly the Macedonian matrix!
All the Romans stared blankly at the easily turned Macedonian array facing them and suddenly understood why the Macedonians could lay such a large territory.
Some things you can't accept!
But even so, we Romans may not be afraid!
Dracula fully realized where the turning point in the war was. That high platform, the high platform is straight to them, and now they are surrounded by thick Macedonian squares that surround them circle by circle ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and the only weak point, It is in front of them.
In front of them, as long as they have broken through the 10,000-member Macedonian matrix, they can directly face the leader and commander of the other party!
The leader of the opponent is likely to be that Alexander! So as long as he is beheaded next, there is a great chance that Rome will have a lot of time to recover, and the Macedonian Empire is likely to face a collapse directly, as long as one chance! Just kill Alexander! As long as he is killed, then the danger of Rome will not be broken. As for the Carmelo, which the emperor attaches great importance to, it is a small disease that can heal when he is strong!
Thinking of this, Dracula's mood suddenly heated up, now only need a chance, a chance! !!
Then kill it. Use the oldest formations, use the Romans' most proud formations, and use the most powerful formations to defeat them. I can do it, I can do it! I can do it! !!
Dracula's blood was burning, "Rome !!! Go forward !!!" He raised his sword and shouted.
The three hundred remnants of the army will rush to the Macedonian square in front of them without any attachment ... (To be continued ...)