The plaster that sealed the city gate was quickly broken, hundreds of people worked together to push the siege engines away, and a large number of cavalry rushed toward the outside of the city. The situation of the battle turned around in an instant.
David Mo took the lead and went straight to where Kubri's body was. When he saw his body half-kneeling on the ground, he quickly got off his horse and tried to lift Kubri's body.
Unfortunately, the body was slightly stiff, and if he was forcibly lifted up, it would probably cause damage. In desperation, he had no choice but to order four soldiers to lift Kubri and bring him into the city.
Most of the soldiers of the Roman Empire fled or simply knelt down and surrendered, but there were still a small number who resisted desperately. Among them was the Thirteenth Regiment under Sariev. The commander of the regiment, Finn, would rather die than retreat, vowing to fight with the Holy Spirit to the death.
The Emperor[***] team fights to the end.
When Moknash saw Finn as if he was in a deserted place, he immediately ignored Kubri's remains, drew out a long knife, unleashed his level 8 silver fighting spirit, and rushed towards Finn fiercely.
Finn is a gold-level strong man. Moknash was suppressed after a single encounter. If he was distracted for a moment, he might be out of his wits. He couldn't help shouting at that moment: "All the soldiers, help me kill this beast together!"
The surrounding battalion commanders heard his call and rode forward. Three silver level five warriors joined the battle. Including Moknash, the four of them joined forces to fight Finn to a draw.
When Fein saw that the Holy Emperor [***] team was bullying the smaller ones, he laughed loudly and said, "You little rat! Let's see how your grandfather kills the four of you!"
After the words fell, Fein let out a loud voice, a pair of silver axes whirring, coming and going like the wind, unstoppable.
At that moment, a silver level five battalion commander was slightly careless and was hit by his axe. The silver-white vindictive mask on his chest was suddenly shattered, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. The horse fell down, his eyes turned white and he was dead!
Moknash was immediately heartbroken when he saw this scene, and shouted angrily: "Dim!"
The long knife in his hand emitted a dazzling white light, and the fighting spirit in his body circulated rapidly. Taking advantage of Finn's slight distraction, a slash fell on his fighting spirit mask.
There was a "bang", and a wave of ripples appeared on the golden fighting spirit mask. Finn's body stopped slightly, and the long swords of the other two battalion commanders also fell on his shoulders.
After three consecutive blows, the golden fighting spirit shield was still not broken. Moknash and others felt a sense of powerlessness in their hearts. The iron law of nature made it impossible for them to defeat this gold-level strongman.
When Finn saw that the remaining three people could not hurt him at all, his eyes became even more proud, and he mocked: "A silver-level warrior dares to challenge me! Pee yourself and take a picture! Who do you think you are!"
At the moment, he didn't care about the attacks of the three of them, and headed straight for Moknash with a pair of silver axes, because he clearly saw the deputy commander's medal on Moknash's chest.
The two axes hit Moknash's long knife hard. The powerful force made the long knife unable to withstand it. A crack appeared from the blade. The entire long knife was divided into three, leaving only Moknash's hand.
The lonely hilt of the knife.
At that moment, he was horrified. He saw a pair of silver axes flashing with cold light about to fall on him. Suddenly, there were roars in his ears. Although it was not as loud as what he just heard, the deep breath still made people gasp.
Can't help but feel angry.
Finn's movements suddenly froze, and his eyes were full of unwillingness. The golden vindictive shield on his body shattered like a shattered glass shield, and the powerful energy dissipated into the air.
Then the silver ax in his hand slowly fell to the ground and fell off his horse. Because of the spiritual agreement signed with the weapon, it slowly dissipated into the air with the death of the host. A seven-star rare magic weapon.
The smoke disappeared.
Moknash took a long breath and realized that his entire back was soaked with cold sweat. He looked into the distance and saw David Mo retracting his long bow with a nonchalant expression and slowly approaching them.
Looking at the battalion commander who had just passed away, David Mo felt slightly guilty. He could have fired his bow earlier, but it was a pity that he was delayed for a while in order to arrange Kubri's remains.
There was a hint of sadness in his eyes, and he blamed himself: "If I could have fired the bow earlier, Dim would not have died tragically... I was a little careless."
Although he has only been serving as regiment leader for a short period of time, he is already familiar with the names of officers above the company level in the army. Dim is almost two hundred years old and has participated in many wars between the Holy and Romans, but he did not expect to fight today.
Die here.
Moknash also couldn't bear Diem's passing, but in his view, soldiers who served in the army and defended their country were already prepared to sacrifice at any time, and life and death were no longer a concern for them.
So he spoke to comfort him: "Sir, don't blame yourself so much. Everyone's life has already been predestined by the God of Light. If he dies in battle today, it can only be said that Dim's fate is predestined..."
David Mo nodded, personally lifted Dim's body and put it on his horse. He glanced at the entire battlefield and said to Moknash: "Sweep the battlefield and try not to let go of any Roman vitality."
Moknash quickly bowed to accept the order, got on his horse together with the remaining two battalion commanders, organized the soldiers and began to form a line, like a huge rain showering on the Roman Empire's army.
With the demise of Finn, a gold-level powerhouse, all the Roman soldiers who still wanted to resist no longer had anything to rely on. In addition, Lucas fled the battlefield with a large group of central troops, and the remaining Roman troops were suddenly ready to be slaughtered.
of lamb.
David Mo pulled out a few people to escort Dim's body away. He led a team of troops to continue searching the battlefield, because Kubri was followed by two deputy division commanders and two other regiment commanders.
The two deputy commanders are Paul and Julian. Both of them are third-class marquises. Paul has a gold-level strength, and Julian is only a silver-9 level.
The role of deputy division commanders is basically equivalent to that of military supervisors. They do not participate in direct management of military affairs, but are responsible for writing memorials and reporting the entire battle situation to the emperor.
The leaders of the other two groups are Ilya and Nicholas, among whom Ilya is at the eighth level of silver and Nicholas is at the seventh level. These two people basically climbed up through the relationship. This time
After being sent to the battlefield, both of them secretly complained that they were unlucky.
Because the order from the Military Aircraft Department was too sudden, they had no time to smoothen their relationship and be transferred out of their posts, so they followed Kubri to the southern Xinjiang.
Therefore, when Kubri divided his troops, he specially appointed David Mo to lead the battle alone. He was very worried about these two closely related captains.
An hour later, these four people were finally found, but among them, Paul had become a corpse, and Julian was seriously injured. As for Ilya and Nicholas, both of them were unscathed, just a little disgraced.
Julian witnessed the entire war process. Paul killed a deputy division commander of the Roman Empire, but was attacked from behind by Sariev and stabbed directly to death by Changsha. He was fighting with another deputy division commander of the Roman Empire.
, although the formation killed the opponent, he himself was also seriously injured.
As for Ilya and Nicholas, Julian felt a burst of resentment when he thought of them. These two villains who were greedy for life and feared death. After seeing Sariev kill Paul, they actually cut the ball on their chests.
Take off the long medal at once to prevent being targeted by the enemy.
However, he admired David Mo greatly for his contribution to turning the tide of the war. He bowed to David Mo and said: "Captain Mo turned the tide on his own, and Julian is here to thank you! I will definitely appreciate your contribution."
Report the truth to Your Majesty!"
Having said this, he slightly glanced at Ilya and Nicholas beside him, his eyes were cold and he said in a hateful voice: "As for those cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death, I will also report them!"
When Ilya and Nicholas heard what he said, they looked at each other. They were both looking miserable and disgraced, and the captain's medal on their chests had long since disappeared.
Nicholas was the first to speak: "What the Marquis said is wrong. We all admit that Captain Mo turned the tide. But there are no cowards in the Royal Forbidden Army who retreat. Everyone is a man who dares to fight!"
Ilya also echoed: "Captain Nico is right, none of us in the Royal Forbidden Army are tough men! If anyone dares to slander the soldiers who fought bravely to kill the enemy, then I am afraid that the morale of the army will be unstable!"
There was a sting in his words, and there was a hint of persecution. Julian had to give credit to the two of them. Only three people could write the imperial memorial, namely the division commander, the supreme commander of the local garrison, and the deputy division commander.
So once Julian writes bad things about them in the memorial, the court will have to hold them accountable. Instead of spending money to deal with it, it is better to start solving this matter now.
It's a pity that he was disappointed. Julian was not afraid of him at all, because as long as David Mo was around, the morale of the army would not be shaken. The prestige of the strong men in the army was not something that these clowns could shake.
Seeing that the coercion failed, Ilya looked at David Mo with a calm face, and said with a flattering smile: "Our achievements do not need to be praised by others, as long as our hard work is recognized by others. Captain Mo, what do you think?"
David Mo smiled faintly. He had never had a good impression of those who were greedy for life and afraid of death. However, there were still many things to do at the moment. He did not comment at the moment and changed the subject without leaving any trace: "I am only responsible for leading the troops and taking orders. I know nothing about other things..."
Having said this, he paused for a moment and told Moknash behind him: "Leave all the care of the prisoners to Tie Lebi. You organize the manpower to strengthen the defenses in the city as soon as possible."
Then he bowed slightly to Julian and said calmly: "The bodies of the Marquis and many officers are still cold. You still need to preside over this important funeral event..."
Julian no longer dared to show off to David Mo anymore, and quickly avoided his bow and said to him: "Captain Mo, please don't salute me, I can't stop you. I'll deal with the Marquis's affairs."
It is my duty to let the Marquis go with dignity!"
David Mo nodded, not caring about his respect. If he continues to be humble now, it would seem a bit hypocritical. The strength he has shown now has put him at the highest point of power in this army!