"唳~" A roar of an eagle resounded throughout the world.
The goshawk spread its huge wings, broke through the clouds and fog, and emerged from the clouds. It kept circling in the high sky, looking down at the earth like a king over the world.
Its sharp and bright eyes could clearly reflect the mighty Semitic army on the ground.
They rushed across the earth like a torrent, raising thick smoke and dust behind them. They formed three huge arrows, pointing to a common goal - Ruman City.
Four hundred thousand Semitic soldiers chanted slogans all the way, and their morale was high.
After crossing the sea, walking across the land, and traveling thousands of miles, we are about to reach our final destination.
When the Semitic army approaches, the Ruman people will definitely run away quickly with their tail between their legs like everyone else, but so what?
Ruman City will not escape.
The largest city on the continent was waiting for them a hundred miles away to the south.
Destroy Ruman City and wash the imperial city with blood.
But the dream of every Semitic is a dream that has been instilled in their minds since they were just weaned.
From the time they could walk, they wielded wooden sticks and wooden knives to chop down the portraits of Emperor Ruman. Of course, as Emperor Ruman was replaced, the names on the portraits also kept changing.
After growing up, the angry Semitic youths paraded on the streets more than once, shouting: Destroy Ruman City, bloodbath Fantino, burn Maple Leaf Danlin...
Now...now, this dream will finally come true~!
How could this not be exciting?
Drums and trumpets sounded in the long queue. The soldiers kept shouting slogans.
Every shout would be met with a flood of shouts and responses from the team.
A horse is like a dragon, a man is like a tiger, and his morale is like a rainbow.
Each one of them was wearing strong armor and full of murderous intent.
The soldiers marched forward in neat steps. Even the ground trembled under their feet.
At the forefront of Orlandini's central army is the most elite division in the Northern Army. This division was recruited by Lei Shan. The soldiers are all Lei Shan's shepherds or hunters.
Orlandini usually puts them at the back of the team as a reserve team. They are so precious.
At this moment, the Ruman people were in front, and it was time to show their fists, so he moved his elite to the front of the team.
These thunder and lightning herdsmen and hunters are famous among the Semitic people for their tough folk customs and their willingness to fight fiercely.
They are ordinary people in normal times. They all look honest and courteous. When talking to others, they can't hold back a fart for a long time.
But everyone in the Semitic tribe knows that this is just a disguise. In fact, those scoundrels are bandits and robbers. Whenever they suffer from disaster or have no money, they gather in the mountains and forests to plunder everywhere.
On weekdays, if they encounter small caravans or pedestrians, they will kill them directly. The corpses will be dug in a hole and buried. Then they will carry the looted things and return home to live a happy life with their mother-in-law and children.
If it were in the past, they would all be the targets of the government's extermination. But because of their bravery and strong fighting power, they have gained the favor of the high priest.
Therefore, just like in the Caribbean, the establishment of this force, skipping the royal nobles of Lei Shan, was under the direct order of the high priest, recruited and trained by the center, and led by a general personally selected by the high priest.
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They were originally a group of lumpen proletarians with nothing. After coming to Ruman, they saw human houses, human cities, human clothes, food, girls...
These country bumpkins who have never seen the world have opened their eyes to the colorful world of human beings, and their hearts have already become hungry and thirsty.
These Semitic people knew in their hearts that as long as they won this battle, everything would be theirs in the future.
Although they encountered a setback at the foot of Weizi City, they were bombarded by the Thunder God Artillery Brigade defending the city.
But these tough Semites still believe that this is not their failure.
It was precisely because the weak Ruman people were no match for them that they only dared to hide in the city and fire cannons outside, but did not dare to go out to fight them.
As long as they set up their battle array, the Ruman people are definitely no match for them.
Not to mention, during their journey of a thousand miles, the Ruman people did not even offer any decent resistance. Wherever they passed, the timid Ruman people fled completely.
This also completely confirmed their suspicions.
Ruman's guerrillas only dared to be clever and moved like mice, not even daring to look at them head-on.
Now, they are about to reach their final destination.
"Crossing the ocean, climbing over the mountains, and crossing the continent, we are the invincible thunder and lightning..."
The soldiers of the division sang songs they made up loudly, held their chests high and strode forward.
The leading young company commander had a louder voice than anyone else. He howled with all his strength and had a very arrogant expression on his face.
"Hey, company commander, do you think we can capture Ruman City?" A young soldier behind him said softly.
The company commander glanced at him. The soldier was not yet an adult, with a childish look on his face, and a light of hope in his eyes.
The company commander couldn't help but sigh and was about to speak. The soldiers around him shouted loudly and said, "You shouldn't ask if it's possible, but how many days it will take."
"The Ruman people are short and weak. They are no match for us. I think it will take at most three days. It will take us one day to get to Ruman City, one day to defeat the Ruman people, and another day to enter the city."
"It will take another day to defeat the Rumans? Are you a bitch?"
Those harsh words immediately caused a burst of laughter from everyone around.
"It will take another three days, one day is enough. I estimate that by the time we drive there, all the people in Ruman City will have already disappeared. Just like we came all the way, we just need to go into the city and find a big house to live in."
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"I definitely want a shop with a street frontage. The rent collected will be enough for me to live on for the rest of my life."
"Bah, with all your ambition, if I were to occupy a manor owned by a human noble outside the city, thousands of acres of land would be mine."
"I'm going to rob a restaurant. Then I'll set the price very high, and you guys can rob the restaurant. If you rob the money and the women, you have to eat. I'll make money from you."
"I've already snatched a woman, and I don't even need to go to your shabby place to eat. I want to snatch a noble lady this time."
"Hey, you are a nobleman, and I don't want to piss you off to see how poor you are. Why don't you go and rob the palace~!"
"Hey, I just went to rob the palace, what's wrong?"
The company commander suddenly turned his head and scolded: "Don't fucking talk nonsense. The palace is the place designated by our commander-in-chief. No one needs to make trouble for me. If we take Ruman City, our commander-in-chief will ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor. From now on, the palace will be
Our commander... no, it belongs to His Majesty the Emperor."
The soldiers looked at each other, then shrugged or pursed their lips. They all showed disappointment. The palace was the fattest and fattest piece of meat. There were countless treasures in it. If you just walk around and pick up two chamber pots, they are priceless treasures.
I haven't seen it yet, but it has already been taken away.
After a while, someone said: "Then I can rob the palace, right?"
The company commander rolled his eyes at them as if they were country bumpkins, and said with a sneer: "Where can I get a piece of shit like you?
To tell you the truth, you are not allowed to touch any of the palaces of princes and ministers in Ruman City or the Ruman people inside.
Those are reserved for big shots, at least at the level of our division commander.
I don't even have a share.
And don’t say I didn’t warn you?
The Military Justice Department has issued a strict order: Anyone who dares to break a branch will be beheaded!"
The young company commander was also dissatisfied. The good places in Ruman City, especially the inner city, had long been booked by the big shots above.
Not only the high officials have it, but also the lichs in front of the high priest.
After all, he is an official, although he is only at the lowest level. He can only be assigned a courtyard with two entrances at most, but having said that, this is not bad, and it is much better than the five thatched cottages he had in the countryside.
"Then let's give it a slap~!"
"That's right, the brothers put their heads in their belts and worked hard, but in the end all the benefits were taken away by the officials. After all, they still have to leave some soup for us."
"I call you country bumpkins, but you are still just a bunch of country bumpkins," the company commander scolded impatiently: "There are one million people in Ruman City. In addition to the emperor and nobles, most of them are wealthy merchants and landlords. They are no worse than the nobles. In the future, we will be theirs.
Not only in the city..."
The company commander pointed to the endless fields beside him and said: "These lands, villages and towns belong to us. If you win this battle, you can just wait for the local owners."
"That's it, as long as I don't have to worry about food and drink for the rest of my life, I want to marry the second young lady of the landlord's family in my hometown and buy some pretty maids."
Everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter again.
Some soldiers also put forward different opinions and questioned: "Is it really so simple? We didn't win the war a thousand years ago? Human beings are not that weak."
The company commander snorted and said: "I'm telling you, if you make such pessimistic remarks in the future, I'll beat you to death. The commander-in-chief said that we didn't win the war a thousand years ago because the number of human armies was twenty times ours."
Times, if twenty people beat you one, of course we can't beat you.
Now, the Ruman army is less than half of ours, so we will definitely win."
The soldiers were boasting happily, when suddenly a rush of bugles sounded from the front, and a group of cavalry who was scouting in front ran back quickly against the crowd.
Orlandini was listening to the reports from various ministries in the central army. The scouts came to him and reined in their horses and shouted: "Commander, we have found an army of Rumans fifteen miles ahead. The number is unknown, but it will not be too large."
many."
Orlandini suddenly raised his head, frowned and said: "The number is unknown? You can't even count people?"
"The enemy has built fortifications and is hiding behind them."
"Where is the front?" Orlandini asked, raising his whip.
"Report, the front is called Beiyi Station, and fifty miles further is Ruman City."
"Just a small number of Ruman people blocking the road. You don't need to report this small matter to me." Orlandini waved his hand impatiently and said: "Tell the forwards to go up and fight them off. Just like Giessen City, human resistance is just a pretense."
Pretend."
Orlandini was now so confident that the scouts he sent had patted their chests and told him clearly that there was no trace of the Ruman army within two hundred miles to the left and right.
With the current strength of the Ruman people, they can hold on to the city for a while longer. Going out to fight in the field is asking for death.
Any general Ruman who has some brains would not do this. Therefore, it is self-evident what kind of Ruman army is ahead.
It is estimated that before the Semites could rush forward, they would be defeated and flee.
His order was quickly passed down.
General Van Nellen of the forward division was leading the troops to advance in triumph. After receiving the order, he immediately ordered the entire army to speed up the march and attack the enemy without hesitation.
His thoughts are similar to Orlandini's. Judging from the performance of humans along the way, a tough battle is expected to occur in Rumain City.
The enemy in front is nothing to worry about. It is easy to win this battle. He has won the first attack on Ruman City and will be awarded a title in the future.
Orlandini has promised his generals that they will wait until he ascends the throne and proclaims himself emperor. Everyone is a duke at the lowest level and can dominate a province, so the generals can't wait to defeat the Rumans.
The division immediately sped up, and the Semitic soldiers, who were dreaming of dividing the land, getting rich, and robbing women, ran all the way and pounced on the enemy in front.
Soon they saw a large village appearing in the distance, with black tile roofs and white walls that were very conspicuous.
"That's the North Post Station. The enemy is there. Brothers, come up to me. If it's too late, the Ruman people will run away~!"
The leading officer raised his weapon, shouted, and sped over.
The entire division, tens of thousands of people, immediately spread out and lined up in a long line, shouting excitedly toward the town.
"Kill~!"
"Don't let them get away."
"There is a reward for catching the Ruman people."
In the past two months, in the cities and villages of the mentioned land, the Ruman people fled before they could arrive. Over time, the Semitic soldiers had already concluded in their hearts that the Ruman people were just a group of cowards who were afraid of them, otherwise they would not have been together.
I don't even have the courage to fight.
The soldiers firmly believed that as long as they rushed up, the timid Ruman people would immediately turn around and run away. The only thing they had to worry about was that the humans ran too fast, making it impossible for them to catch up.
Getting closer and closer to the town, the soldiers of the forward division could already see the Ruman eagle flag flying outside the town. There were indeed Ruman troops there.
On the outskirts of the town, humans have dug criss-crossing ditches. It seems that there are people hiding in the ditches, but if you look closely, there seems to be nothing.
The scene in front of them reminded the people of the Thunder Flash Division of the trench positions under Weizi City. Those trenches were like big mouths that could eat people but not spit out bones, swallowing up countless of their people.
The Semitic soldiers couldn't help but slow down.
At this time, the sound of countless horse hooves galloping on the ground was heard loudly, and the ground was shaking.
A group of hundreds of cavalrymen waved their sabers, shouted loudly, and charged forward. They looked mighty and mighty.
The company commander who was following the cavalry and eating ashes waved his hand in annoyance and urged: "Brothers, don't let the cavalry kill all the humans. Stay until the enemy can get a reward."
Spurred by the bonus, the Semitic soldiers galloped forward.
The distance was even closer, but there was still no movement in the trench on the opposite side, and not even an arrow flew out.
This made the Semitic soldiers more and more certain that the Ruman people must have escaped or were about to escape.
The cavalry was already far ahead and was about to approach the trench.
At this time, the charging Semitic soldiers clearly saw a row of heads of Ruman soldiers suddenly emerging from the trench.
Only one head or shoulder is exposed, and they wear strange round hats, like ridiculous moles.
At every other section of the trench, there is a mound of earth that looks like a tomb, with a narrow rectangular window exposed in front of the mound.
The Semitic soldiers couldn't help but laugh in their hearts that the Ruman people had turned into mice, and even the houses they built looked like mouse nests.
Then a strange thing consisting of several iron pipes in a circle stretched out from the window.
Intuition told the Semitic soldiers that there was something wrong with this thing, and what appeared in the enemy's hands could only be a murderous weapon.
While they were still wondering, orange flames suddenly burst out of the iron pipe.
The few cavalrymen who rushed at the front seemed to have been hit by something. They fell on their backs and fell off their horses.
Flames kept spitting out, and at the same time there was a crackling sound like fried beans. The cavalry seemed to have hit an invisible pole in the air, falling off their horses one after another, and some were thrown by their horses.
On the ground, he threw the knight above him.
The Semitic soldiers who followed were startled. They didn't know what attacked these cavalry, because they didn't see the shadow of the Ruman bows and arrows at all.
Just when they hesitated, the officer shouted loudly, kicked and hit him from behind, urging the Semitic soldiers to come forward, shouting: "Don't stop, these are just the enemy's bows and arrows, charge forward, and the enemy will collapse if you charge forward."
Come on, rush~!”
Stimulated by the fallen cavalry, the Semitic soldiers became excited and clenched their weapons, roaring loudly and running forward.
When they passed the cavalry lying on the ground, the soldiers looked down and saw that their armor had been penetrated, with several holes broken in the front and back, and blood flowed out from under the armor and seeped into the ground.
I don't know what weapon penetrated the cavalry's armor, it was sharper than a crossbow arrow.
But this was not the time to stop and study. They strode over the corpses of the cavalry and continued forward.
There were only a hundred meters left, and victory was right in front of us.
The iron pipe in the tomb turned towards them. The one running at the front was a Semitic soldier who was determined to rob a royal palace. He only saw a flash of yellow light in the window of the tomb.
My chest felt like it was hit hard by a bull, and my whole body was shaken suddenly.
Darkness gradually enveloped his vision, and he finally looked down at his chest, where blood was pouring out...
Amidst the continuous "ta-ta-ta" sounds, the soldier at the front suddenly spurted a stream of blood mist from his back and fell to the ground.
Before other soldiers realized they were being attacked, they were also shot by machine guns and fell to the ground.
Like the cavalry just now, they seemed to have hit an invisible wall and fell to the ground neatly in rows.
But the soldiers behind were not aware of the danger, or they were already aware of the danger, but faced with this weapon they had never seen before, they just passively chose the tactic they thought was the best - charging forward faster.
Then he was killed by bullets fired from a machine gun.
In the blink of an eye, half the company fell down like mowing grass, while the company commander was still shouting: "For the Semites, charge, charge!"
Still urging the soldiers to move forward with all their might.
In the Ruman position, where only half of the round hat head was exposed, a light flashed, and the officer felt as if he had been bitten by an insect on his neck.
He raised his hand and touched it, then put it in front of his eyes. What he saw was warm blood on his hand.
After being stunned for two seconds, the company commander realized that it was his own blood.
He looked at the blood on his hands in confusion, and then looked into the distance. At this time, there was another flash of yellow light in the distance, and in the next second, as if his head had been hit by something, he shot towards
I leaned back and immediately knew nothing.
The soldiers next to him only saw their company commander's neck being stained red with blood at first, and two seconds later his head suddenly exploded, with blood clots splattering like a smashed watermelon.
The body with only half of its head left fell straight to the ground.
Behind them, the officer of another company was still roaring: "The great devil is watching us from the sky, go up, charge!"