After leaving Baigu Mansion, David Mo began to intensively investigate the defense of Istan City. Yurien didn't know where he learned that David Mo was going to go on the battlefield in person. He vaguely felt that it was an opportunity, so he directly found David Mo and proposed to go with him.
David Mo knew his little thoughts and did not stop him. After arranging Moknash and Tielbee to take care of the city defense, he led a battalion of troops, a total of more than 1,200 people, to Istan City together.
Istan City is not as majestic as Gerben. It is just a medium-sized city. Among the many giant cities in the empire, it cannot be named at all.
However, its geographical location is extremely superior to the Holy Empire, like a nail, inserted hard into the feet of the Roman Empire!
The reason why Machaliqi could not defend for too long also included the scale of the city, because it was destined to be unable to accommodate hundreds of thousands of troops to defend, so it soon fell in the face of the powerful offensive of the Romans.
Two hundred feet away from the city, more than a thousand imperial guards from the Holy Empire lined up to face each other. After a period of rest, the soldiers were already extremely energetic, one by one, holding their heads and chests, all quietly waiting for the orders of David Mo.
When the Roman army in Istan saw the dust flying outside the city, they could not see how many people came in a short period of time, so they quickly ordered the city gate to be closed, and the city was busy in an instant.
The giant crossbow turned around, the magic-blessed crossbow arrows were ready, the rolling stones and the giant wood were arranged, and the hot oil pan was lit instantly. After a short moment, everything was ready.
David Mo held the horse's reins slightly with his left hand and looked at Istan City from afar. He felt mixed emotions for a while. After pondering for a while, he finally said slowly to Yulian beside him: "The attack distance of the magic crossbow is 100 meters. We can go forward fifty meters and explore around Istan City, and try not to conflict."
These more than a thousand soldiers were all under the command of David Mo. Yurien dared not have any other doubts. He only needed to understand a little bit, but he did not dare to imagine that he could take this city.
"Everything depends on the instructions of Chief Mo. At that time, the memorial to the emperor must be praised for his profound understanding of the righteousness!"
When David Mo heard Yurien's words, he didn't say much humble words, turned around and shouted, "Soldiers, swim with my commanding flag! You must follow wherever you go, but if there are any omissions, it will be handled by military law!"
When thousands of soldiers heard his voice, they shouted in unison: "I wish to die for the general! But if there are any omissions, I would like to deal with it by military law!"
David Mo laughed and tightened the reins in his hand. The horse hurt slightly, and his limbs ran with all their strength. Everyone behind him followed him, and no one dared to hesitate!
The war horses were galloping, the dust was domineering, the trumpet sounded high morale, and the place where thousands of cavalry passed was unstoppable. When the Roman army in the city saw this scene, they all felt terrified and no one could have the courage to go out of the city to fight.
The nervous giant crossbowman accidentally pulled the trigger, and the crossbow arrow blessed by magic rushed out in an instant. Unfortunately, the distance was too far and could not cause lethality at all, which attracted a burst of scolding from the officers around him.
The mage leader Lucas has been guarding the city wall. Now looking at the vast Sacred Emperor [***] team outside the city, he frowned slightly and said in confusion: "What does the army of the Sacred Empire want to do? Do these people want to attack the city?"
He focused his attention and had already seen roughly the number of troops in the Holy Empire, and even found the name of a handsome flag, Mo David!
Krivic, who was standing beside him, shook his head, and his eyes showed a light of thought, and said lightly: "The people of the Holy Empire are not so stupid. They are arrogant, but they will not be aimless..."
After pondering for a while, he continued: "I suspect there must be ambushes in the distance. He deliberately wanted to lure us out of the city to fight. After all, they could not afford to suffer the casualties of the siege."
Lucas nodded, expressed his agreement with Klivich's point of view, and said a little hesitantly: "Then we can't stand it and let the army of the Holy Empire gallop in the wild?"
There was another person behind them, but they were ignored by the two of them who chose the surname. The man was Togro. Since he was defeated and fled by David Mo, he has been discriminated against in the army for not fighting to the death.
After hearing the conversation between them, Togro kept sneering in his heart, feeling that they were overestimating their abilities. With the morale of the Roman army today, if it were a plain and field battle, they would definitely be defeated at once.
But he didn't speak. Now everyone looks down on him, no one will believe his opinions, and not speaking can save himself from humiliation.
Krivic tapped the city wall gently with his fingers. Looking at the Holy Empire Imperial Guard outside, although there were small numbers but huge momentum, he said lightly: "It's not okay to let them do anything. We have already suffered a defeat in Gerben. If we allow them to be so arrogant, the queen will be afraid that he will not be able to explain to the court..."
He glanced at most of the scared soldiers around him, and the corners of his mouth were slightly bitter. Gerben's miserable defeat that night was too heavy, so that most people could not get out of the shadows until now.
After pausing for a moment, he continued: "Don't fire the giant crossbow for the time being, let your mage team release some magic. Although we will not leave the city, we will also make some noise!"
Lucas knew what Krivich meant that the crossbows of magical crossbows were blessed by the gold-level and above-mentioned ** masters, and the cost was relatively high. Using the mage group to release spells will not have any impact on the city defense.
So he accepted Klivich's advice and ran between the city gates himself, informing the magicians everywhere to create some movement.
When Lucas left, Krivic's eyes were a little complicated. He suddenly turned around and looked at Togro who had not made any sound. He smiled and said with a faint smile: "Togro, what do you think of this army outside the city."
His tone was very casual, as if he regarded Togro as his subordinate. Now, Lucas is the only one who can compete with him in Istan City, so it is not surprising that he has such an attitude.
Togro suppressed his anger and, on the night he took away the remnants, most of his troops were taken away by Krivic. Now his strength has been greatly damaged and he has no strength to resist.
His face was a little ashen and he said in a deep voice: "Then David Mo is brave and resourceful, and he will definitely not be confused. Your analysis is very reasonable and can be considered perfect."
Krivic didn't care at all when he saw his dark face. Now Sariyev was in a coma due to serious injuries and was sent to the Roman Empire for treatment. If the war continued, he believed that he would be the best candidate for the division commander, and Togro would sooner or later become his subordinate.
"Torgro, no matter what, I have never blamed you. The death of the Duke has nothing to do with you." Krivic paced back and forth, and mentioned that he was a little sad when he mentioned Bukridge. He was his life mentor after all.
A hint of hatred flashed in Togro's eyes. He had already hated Krivic's hypocrisy, but now is not the time to turn against him.
"Thank you for your understanding... In my most difficult time, you gave me spiritual support." He pretended to be moved on his face, and stroked his right hand with his chest and said respectfully.
His day at the Seventh Division has always been difficult. Bukridge's preference for Klivich can even be seen by the blind man. The skill of tolerance has almost become his compulsory course.
Krivic patted his shoulder, a smile appeared in his eyes. He was too lazy to pay attention to whether Togro's gratitude was true or false. He just needed to guard Istan, and no one could shake his status again.
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At this time, the Royal Imperial Guards of the Holy Empire outside the city discovered a strange scene. Many fireballs flew out of the city of Istan, with a range of about twenty feet. Although these attacks were useless at all, the Roman army was still desperately releasing!
Seeing this situation, David Mo immediately shouted: "Soldiers! These pale and powerless attacks are like welcoming fireworks!"
The cavalry around him burst into laughter, expressing his disdain for the Roman army. He also laughed twice, then shouted: "Poor Romans! They were so scared by us!"
With his shouts, the distance between the cavalry brigade and Istan City was getting closer and closer, and it had gradually approached a distance of 130 feet!
At this time, the distance could clearly see the appearance of both sides. The enemy was particularly jealous when they met. David Mo was wearing a black battle suit, his face was extremely cold, and he shouted: "Rat boy! Who dares to come down to fight me!"
Thousands of war horses ran, and there was a flying sand and stone around them. After the dust fell, the whole city of Istan was silent because everyone saw it clearly, and the person who spoke was the arrogant Mo David!
After a while, the Royal Imperial Guard could no longer bear it. Thinking of Kubrey's death in battle, his eyes were red and he shouted: "Dare you dare to fight! Do you dare to fight!"
The shouts outside Istan City were shocking the sky, and a murderous intent suddenly appeared. David Mo took the lead, with a nine-foot silver spear in his hand, and three layers of golden fighting spirit were unfolded. The spear was immediately majestic, and the entire Istan City was overshadowed!
After seeing the light of fighting spirit on his body, Yurien beside him was shocked. Having just passed the baptism of war, David Mo had already broken through to the third level of gold!
His eyes were extremely complicated, and he sighed sincerely: This is probably the so-called pride of heaven!
Compared to his horror, the Roman army on Istan City was already shocked, because they clearly remembered that on the battlefield of Gerben before the fifth day, this Mo David was still at the first level of gold!
Krivic's eyes showed a strong sense of incredibility. It was impossible for the golden level to rise above the level, but David Mo actually broke this natural rule!
He couldn't help but murmur, "I can't think of anyone who can block him..." Behind him, Togro was already dumbfounded and could not say a word!