Chapter 309

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to tell you the truth, the performance of the militia is not surprising. In fact, the performance of the recruits on the battlefield is really wonderful.

For example, the first lesson of our recruits is how to adapt to the fire. Many recruits are shocked to pee their pants or have tinnitus because of the wrong way to open them. Some of them are crying bitterly, mentally disordered or completely collapsed.

The more and more material life brings about spiritual weakness, and physical strength is not enough to cover up everything.

And that's what ordinary people in Rome do now.

Although they have the heart of serving the country with blood, in the face of the real battlefield, huge rocks roaring in the sky constantly hit the ground under their feet. Less than six meters in front of them are ferocious foreign enemies with bloody swords on their faces, but their hands and feet are weak and they can't do anything, many people will collapse.

Up to 10000 recruits, more than 500 people began to collapse, yell, crazy, and even began to escape, jump under the wall.

They are new recruits, but they can affect the morale of veterans. Dracula can't let them go through so much trouble and let the low morale Roman self collapse.

Now, it's time to be cold.

Dracula gritted her teeth and gave an order with a cold face: "the governor troops come forward!"

Inspector, this is a terrible and terrifying term.

For example, the generals are not competent enough to be able to manage the general army. For example, they are not competent enough to be able to master the general knowledge in this era?

Only one supervisor can be promoted.

Supervisors are all made up of meritorious soldiers. They eat the best food and hold the best weapons because of their past military exploits, but they are aiming at their own people.

Since they were promoted from ordinary soldiers, their prestige was very high. No matter who killed or hit anyone, they did not have any hesitation and no one came to help them.

This group of supervisors loyal to the commander is a high-level ears and eyes, and also a political means to separate soldiers and officers, but what they really need to do is to kill their own people!

Anyone who escapes in battle, kill!

If anyone hears that the enemy is not the former, kill him!

Anyone who disobeys orders, kill!

Anyone who has just disturbed the morale of the army, kill!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Will these military law back than his wife's birthday is even more familiar with the governor's dagger, without hesitation to the group of crying even snivel out of the recruits.

More than 500 people were killed in a flash.

The bloody supervisors looked at other militiamen who were paralyzed on the ground and asked in a loud voice: "you don't want to defend your family?"

"Don't you want to defend your family?"

"Don't you want to defend your fields?"

"Don't you want to defend your glory?"

"Don't you want to win?"

"Where are the oaths and glories of the past! It's good to defend the castle! " The supervisors roared, they are heartbroken. These recruits are flustered. They know that they are also from the recruits. But their previous determination, grief and will should be able to reduce or even dispel this fear. But are the previous femur Qi deceptive?

Are they all deceptive?

No!!

"I, Marcus, swear in my father's name to defend the castle firmly." A man with short blond hair stood up and yelled firmly. He was one of the shivering men, but now, he is ashamed of himself.

"He is. I remember him as Maka's son..." Dracula whispered and identified with the people around her.

"Yes, the Lord of the city, he has been raised by us since his father died. He has five silver coins a month. Although he has a little money, it seems that he has not degenerated." There was a servant who answered softly.

"Well, it seems that my city-state is not entirely rubbish." The 500 cowards just now gave Dracula a great blow. If his people are such rubbish, is it necessary to fight this war?

No, really no, at most, it's just trying to do my best.

"I, Ulmus, fight in the name of my father." More and more people stood up and swore in the name of their families or their fathers, their hearts began to fill with courage, their faces began to wear determination, they were ready to fight.

The war was brought under control by the bloody youths. The Turks were dead, and the fighting power of the Kurds and Armenians could not stop the Romans.On the contrary, it has played a training role for them!!

Under the protection of the shield wall, the young Romans emerged like ghosts, and then stabbed a Kurdish who attacked the city with a dagger in their hands, and then were wrapped up again.

Like hungry babies, they assiduously absorb the lactation on the battlefield, and all experience is the key to their future evolution.

"It's late. Let them withdraw." In this era, there is no saying of burning the midnight oil. If it is true, both sides will not rest. The problem is that the dominant Macedonians will be weakened by themselves. With enough sleep and tomorrow's fighting, Alexander feels that he can sit on the head of the city and drink in the sunset tomorrow afternoon.

Because the reason why today's city will be broken several times is not to create false information for Alexander, but that Dracula really can't hold on.

For these reasons, Dracula's fatigue was noticed by Alexander. This is true. Because of the reality, even Alexandra did not see the relaxation force behind Dracula's castle.

Alexander is bound to regret today's relaxation tomorrow.

Maybe today's Dracula can be destroyed in just a moment, but tomorrow's Dracula will be like a rubber, no matter how you pull it, you can't break it.

Unfortunately, Alexander is not aware of this. Instead, he starts to cook and camp. More timber and logistics teams are being received and returned. They will bring more supplies and food.

Now Alexander's barracks are full of lights, and countless craftsmen have begun to rush to make the catapults all night. Different from the seven or eight catapults in the afternoon, there are about 20 now, and they will reach 40 by the end of the day tomorrow.

The collection of throwing stones is also under preparation. Because this place belongs to Eastern Europe, the air temperature difference is very big at night. Now Alexander is hanging it with a huge water bag to see if it can be turned into an ice bomb tomorrow morning.

But Alexander disdained to do such things as sneak attack. Throughout Alexander I, he was upright and upright, and directly defeated the opponent by means of two armies against each other. He was extremely sensitive to the battlefield, but he did not disdain to use the application of intrigue. Dracula also specially arranged for one echelon to be on duty in the first half of the night, and Lin's on duty in the second half of the night.

This is actually very unnecessary, Alexander would not do such a thing!

Alexander is waiting for the destruction of the enemy in the early morning, while Dracula is waiting for the education of teaching by example.

Before the last attack, only 8000 of the 10000 young people who went to the city before the last attack could come down. However, after they were injured or tired, they were full of energy to tell the people around them about their bravery and heroism today. Under their demagogues, they almost saved everyone as if they were heroes.

Because of this, their words began to spread to the hearts of 100000 militia like seeds.

The militiamen, who were nervous because of the fighting and throwing stones at the head of the city, began to have courage. I can do it anyway. I can kill the enemy for some meritorious deeds.

In the evening, Dracula praised the ten most courageous young men in front of everyone. No one noticed that none of them was a regular army, but they set the best benchmark.

For a moment, 100000 militiamen cheered up.

Dracula pushed the boat along the river and scattered 8000 people as the backbone into the 100000 militia.

This is equivalent to that Dracula has 100000 troops to fight in one night. Although he is young, he can also kill people!

Alexander had no idea that they could mix up most of the young people in the city in one night, but it was also against him. If it was not for the famous saying to kill the city, no one would relax and fight, just as no one would like to fight in the face of war.

But if the face of death, the dog will jump the wall, the toad will kick, the rabbit will bite, what is impossible!

Both sides are busy preparing for tomorrow's battle, but the Macedonian side is more cruel.

There are dozens of ladders, and more than 20 siege vehicles destroyed by Dracula have been built.

Forty catapults can be made in the morning. What's more, it's winter here. With huge torches burning, they can easily warm themselves. Although there are materials in the city, they don't have such things. They don't have any wood in their fireplaces. Dracula has no choice but to order the houses of the people who have fled here to be demolished. The excellent beams and beams The pillars were distributed to every house as timber, and the rest were piled up on the square as 20 huge bonfires to keep more than 100000 Roman soldiers warm.

On this day, both sides did not sleep well, but when the rooster sang the sun loud and clear, the cruel war will continue. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!