: 190 Battle of Glorious Day (3)

The sun slowly rose from the east. At the beginning, it was still bright red. The bright red sun wheel gradually rose above the horizon, but suddenly jumped straight into the clear sky. The white sunlight illuminates the sky and the sky. People dare not look squarely. No one expected that after a night of freezing rain, the day was a sunny day
At the foot of the mountain, the Samor cavalry who went to the raid last night was whistling and galloping horses to the camp. Each horse had a head hanging on its neck, and the panic-stricken heads seemed to be talking about last night. Horror.
The war horse jumped into the camp door, and the horseshoes fluttered with cold wind
"Long live Samor! Samor will win!" The soldiers on both sides of the camp gate cheered with arms excitedly, paying tribute to the warriors of the Samorian army. Last night's victory made Samor's morale soaring. For these ordinary soldiers, the strategic layout and their
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Able to cut off enemies' heads with weapons. It was the excitement of defeating the enemy’s formation that brought them the Samor Cavalry, known as the Samor’s War Sword, which made ordinary Northern Army soldiers more confident of victory. This battle has little effect on the overall situation. Can have a huge impact on the morale of the Samorian
Not only will the morale of the downturn be restored, but also the noble army stationed in the camp outside the fortress. Every night living in fear of wandering, although the decisive battle between the two armies has not yet begun, the situation on both sides has been in stark contrast!
"What are the Samorans doing?" Du Acri sits coldly in the hall, completely unable to understand what the Samorans attacked in an insignificant camp,
Last night’s raid broke the unspoken silence between the two armies. The dark swords suddenly stabted by the Samorans were inserted in anxiety and ruthlessness. Sheng swallowed a whole team,
Coming in the rain and attacking like fire, this kind of storm-like attack is completely different from the style of the old opponent Caesar Sauron. Caesar Sauron prefers to be bright and upright in fighting. When the two armies are fighting, they prefer to take advantage of their strengths from the front. Defeating the enemy, the style is more like an orthodox knight, which is most vividly reflected in the "Revenge Campaign" in Kyoto,
But this time the commander of the other party was obviously not like this. There was no chaos in the law, and the lack of morality such as sending a thousand cavalry to attack the thousand infantry was also done. There was no knight style at all, and there was no consciousness of the commander of the big army. It’s like a rich countryman who likes to be cheap
"Did Samor fat come?" Du Acre shuddered involuntarily, his face slightly unnatural, facing the undefeated warlord of the kingdom, saying that his guilty conscience was false, although Du Acre never talked to a fat man I have played, but I have a deep understanding of the fat man's methods,
When I was still going through Kyoto. The mysterious Samorian fat man has risen like a comet in the southern part of the kingdom. Lien Chan has won the battle, controlling Samor, kneeling Satdor, and marching into Jerbo. With a simple peasant army, the Samorian fat man swept across the southern part of the kingdom. To rebuild the commercial capital of Zhivadin, Samor’s wings are getting fuller, and Samor’s fat man is like a pair of magic hands. Make everything impossible, make the poor and backward south become rich
It was the beginning of a legend. As long as there is a place for him, it seems that the aura of victory will always be with him. The left-back king, who is known as the first general of Kujit, has not escaped the fat luck of the heavens. It's like a viper lurking in the bush, an ingenious hunter, quietly waiting for you to the edge of the trap, pushing you hard
Thinking of the possibility of this poisonous snake, just looking at himself in the Samor barracks opposite, Du Acri felt cold and excitedly stood up and told the guard behind him, "Send someone to contact the left-behind people in Kyoto immediately and ask them At all costs. Find out where Governor Samor is now!"
The news soon came back from Kyoto. Governor Samor is now in Kyoto. She is shopping with Miss Connelly's Miss Jones Nelly. All signs indicate that this cavalry raid was an accident. It’s just the personal behavior of an immature commander,
For this reason, the Samor army also issued a punishment notice. A cavalry commander named Hu Keqili was detained for unauthorized assault. The commander’s fiancee was once killed by the noble private army. Some wandering poets wrote this matter into poetry to celebrate the invasion. Great love
"How are you all prepared?" The fat man tightened his collar and turned to ask Caesar Sauron who came to pick up the boat. The cold wind inside came with the smell of the river,
The new type of sharp-angled plasma warship docked on the shore, Duarisu’s guess is not correct; Sichuan is a noble private army that has never had the concept of water transport, ignoring Samor’s powerful river transport capabilities,
Ride on the latest long row battleship. It takes only one hour from the new city on the outskirts of Kyoto to Omr. It only takes three hours to return by boat. The fat man has enough time to play a round trip at night, and he can sleep a few peacefully. Hours, in the evening at the frontline of Aumr, lively during the day accompanied Jones Nelly to deal with marriage, this illusion completely deceived the eyes of the noble army.
"Collisat Mountain Corps! Thousands of people have arrived at the camp, now arranged in a tightly guarded cave, and will never let the noble private forces on the opposite side appear, and the 10,000 long archers supported by the Swawa will also be here today. Arrived late, except that there is no news from the Tenth Banner of the Saron, the other troops are basically in place!"
Caesar Sauron reverently replied that this time Samor mobilized almost all elite troops, not only the two elite legions gathered, but also the headquarter brought by the fat man,
The paralyzed Dueric didn’t know that it wasn’t the Wansamore Army that gathered in front of them, but a huge army of 60,000. Such a large army could crush the noble army’s defense line, and the fat man was a Very vengeful. During the last battle in Kyoto, Dueric was overcast once, this time to return the hatred.
"Well, great!" The fat man nodded slightly. Looking up at the starry night sky, the bright star was twinkling in the east sky, it was already four o'clock in the morning, the sky was slightly white, the fat man stepped forward, glanced at the heads of the flags who came to pick up the ship, and said sharply
"I once said that the blood of Samor's soldiers will be repaid with the blood of the enemy. Now is the time for us to settle the ledger with the noble private army. I ordered that when the first morning light pierces the sky tomorrow, Samor Military attack! We will use the blood of the private army to stain the red glow of the sky"
At six o'clock in the morning, a lot of thick fog filled the two armies, the red light in the distance jumped up, and the guards of the Rituk Fortress were as usual. He slumped his head sluggishly, leaning against the inside of the battlement, and only a few patrols walked back and forth,
Only after the night raid, the fortress’ guards increased from 1,000 soldiers to 2,000 soldiers, which made the Fifth Banner Group of Sabens, which was a small group, stretched. The regiment basically stood two posts a day. Everyone was not getting enough rest and complained. Occasionally, they met the Samoans on the opposite side for morning exercises. Even more noisy people would wake up from their dreams. "Sam, Samor!" I don’t know who shouted. The guard above cited laughed loudly. A guard scoffed and said, "Kinutuks. You wake up on the net. This is a strong and strong fortress. Not a simple camp outside. Could the Samorians still ride horses and cross the city walls?"
"Really, look, there are so many Moors!" the guard shouted reluctantly outside the fortress, just like seeing a ghost, only then the mocking guard slowly climbed up, his mouth reluctant Wish whispering, "Coward Kean Tux. You know, lying is punished!"
He stretched his neck and looked out~EbookFREE.me~ His body stiffened at once, like a duck pinched by his neck. Under the wall of the fortress, the dense Samor rushed up with a siege ladder, a whole large piece All are human heads, dozens of huge siege ladders are showing giant faces from the mist like giants,
A dazzling flash of light shone from the mist, and the dense black cloud was like a maggot blasting out of the ground, and it was overwhelming. "Whoosh!" The strange roaring sound spread across the sky
"Yi! Arrows!" A few steps back in a frightened manner, guarding his look. The arrowheads falling across the sky covered the city head. The guards were inserted all over the body by the falling arrowheads, and the eyes fell round with drums. Through the city walls, the fortified defenders fell down a lot,
After the first wave of arrow rain, countless rockets fell, and the crowded fortress wall plunged into flames. In this siege, the Samor Army used more than 30 large bed crossbows.
"Ignite immediately for help!" Marquis Sabbens panicked. The rockets that were continuously fired ignited the soldier's house in the fortress. Countless soldiers who had not yet gotten up and fell into the fire. The herald looked embarrassedly. The normal Marquis of Sabbens asked timidly, "Adult. The entire fortress is almost burnt. We don't need to light up for help anymore!"
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