Chapter 1300. Not done
The raging fire of the night had been extinguished for the most part, and in the darkness before dawn, by the last bit of fire, countless Roman troops fled in terror, just like the Min army that had just been defeated by the stolen camp.
Since Li Jie has paid a bloody capital to give it, then their names will be exchanged for the god of war, waiting for the Min army to harvest it! As an interception, the Modao team that attacked behind couldn't even fight in this torrent of rout, and under the order of Fang Yiai, the Modao team had to take hundreds of people as a team, with the wrestlers in front, and the Modao was raised flat to resist the impact.
Behind, the elite army of the six armies of Damin is like a tiger out of the cage, chasing after it, the shining metal pieces on their heads are like a large group of heavenly soldiers and generals, and the chasing Roman demon Rakshasa has nowhere to escape!
In the face of the triangular knife mountain formation of the Mo knife hand, although the face was full of fear, there were too many cavalry and infantry fleeing behind, the Roman infantry in front, the Bolgar cavalry had to scream and scream under the crowd and was squeezed towards the knife mountain, the sharp Mo knife easily pierced the armor and cut the throat, and the screams and broken body pops, clicks, and the gurgling sound of the throat when dying filled the entire front of the Mo knife formation.
Some Mo knife hands even had their faces covered in hot blood, and they couldn't open their eyes, so they could only slash down indiscriminately, and the heavy Mo knife slashed into the dead *, and there was a puff of fear and a strong smell of blood, and there were more than 20 Mo knife triangle formations blocking the road in the center, and almost every one of them was piled up with a layer of corpses.
It wasn't until the Roman rout was almost scattered, and the bright Fujian army was about to chase to the front, that Fang Yiai roared: "Put away the knife!"
The teams that were close to each other were beating their armor one after another to send a signal, and seeing the bright headshots of the friendly soldiers, the other Modao teams also ordered to withdraw their knives in turn, and this palpitating sword mountain formation was slowly lifted or put down on the ground.
Looking at the dead and wounded corpses and the big blades in the hands of the Mo Dao team, even the friendly soldiers of the guards rushed quickly, they were in a cold sweat, but when they saw the results of the friendly forces clearly, they were stimulated and screamed, and chased forward even more desperately.
The six elite guards turned into countless strands and rushed past the Mo Dao team, but the Mo Dao team, which showed its might, did not keep up, but put down the knife on the spot to rest, the equipment of the Mo Dao team is equivalent to the weight of the heavy cavalry, and the armor and knives are at least seventy or eighty catties, even if the Mo Dao team selects all the wrestlers, but they kill from the hole, kill more than five thousand people and horses in a row, and fight for two pillars of incense, which is equivalent to half an hour, and the heavy Modao team has also reached a limit.
Fang Yiai himself was sweat from his head, and his body flowed down, washing out a layer of red blood, like a pale red stream, dawn, even if the Mediterranean climate, it was cold in September, and a layer of white gas shrouded his forehead.
However, the Mo Dao team's repair efforts, Fang Yiai still gritted his teeth and went to the pile of corpses, the team of cavalry he killed just now was extraordinary, he wanted to find out what kind of identification, so as to accumulate some merits.
A gold-ring headdress representing the chief was touched, and Gao Yang's flower-like smile was faintly revealed in his mind, and Fang Yiai's bloodstained face also showed a sincere smile.
The light of heaven finally passed through the east, radiating a ray of dawn, but the new day brought Constantine IV not a good mood, but full of blood, countless routs rushed back from the Fujian army position, behind him, the Great Min double-headed dragon flag and black scale armor formed a steel dragon, in hot pursuit.
What's even worse is that the narrow gate of the western city is crowded with the third wave of troops ordered by Constantine IV to go out of the city to attack the Min army!
"Everyone! Go to the city walls! ”
Just a few seconds later, one by one, the Roman generals who just felt that the Fujian army was vulnerable ran down the city wall, and shouted heartbreakingly at the army between the first and second floors, and stood all night The Roman legions, the mercenary legions were chaotic like ants and quickly climbed up to the first layer of the city wall, and the back gate opened, and many sleepy foreign mercenaries simply ran back to sleep with scolding, leaving the city behind.
But just when the Roman defenders were anxiously moving places for the defeated soldiers, the earth was suddenly shocked by the sound of horses' hooves, and two horns and cannons sounded, on the left was Su Dingfang, the Damin Guanning Iron Cavalry who lost the crossbow of Bi Yao Geluo, and on the right was the Arab mercenary group of Li Rang, the king of Hezhong County, and the two cavalry rushed to the open city gate like two wild dragons.
The Eastern Roman paladier team, which was completely composed of Roman nobles and religious knights, was also panicked at this time, and the heavy cavalry behind turned their horses' heads and simply wanted to retreat, who knew that the creaking sound behind them suddenly came, and the Roman defenders actually pushed and closed the west gate.
The Roman trumpeters at the head of the city sounded the battle horn from low to high, and in the stunned scolding of the holy cavalry, Archbishop Baldwin of Constantinople waved the flag of St. Constantine forward violently, calling loudly: "Heroes of Rome!" God has given you infinite courage and divine strength for the glory of God! Rush! Kill all these infidels! ”
Archbishop Baldwin was majestic, but the palains almost greeted his wife, his daughter, granddaughter, and illegitimate daughter, which was at least 50,000 Fujian cavalry! There is also the Xuanjia Army with the Guanning Iron Cavalry Ace and the Persian Iron Cavalry of the 10,000 Undead Army, how can they fight with more than 3,000 cavalry?
You are still a servant of God, why don't you fight with the Min army with infinite courage and divine might?
However, before the ironclad paladers shouted and scolded enough, the surging Fujian army in the distance had almost been killed in front of them, seeing that the Guanning ironclad cavalry and the Persian ironclad cavalry were already a hundred meters away from him, oppressed by death, the ironclad palestine cavalry also had to struggle to the death.
"Drop the spear!"
With the grief and indignation of greeting Baldwin's ancestors for the eighteenth generation, the knight leader Edward shouted with great grief and indignation, after all, it was the most elite knight order of the Roman Empire, and with a stroke, thousands of applewood cavalry spears that looked like large western swords were neatly put down.
However, without waiting for the holy cavalry to prepare to fight hard, about one hundred and twenty meters, the Guanning Iron Cavalry and the Arab mercenary cavalry actually stopped, and the one-armed general Su Lie looked at the closed dead city gate drawbridge with annoyance, and a group of iron cans were still raising their guns at themselves, Su Dingfang couldn't help but order angrily.
"Artillery charge, hit the fuck!"
The Fujian army Guanning iron cavalry can be regarded as the world's earliest artillery cavalry, Li Jie's crossing will Qi Jiguang and Gustav two great reformers artillery cavalry to take the earliest position, more than 200 tiger squatting cannon brush in the sound of the sound of neatly in front of the iron cavalry, at the same time the first row of cavalry is also raised steel crossbows.
There is still some distance from the power of the peak strong crossbow god arm bow in the cold weapon era, but the armor of the Roman holy cavalry is also not as good as the peak plate armor and cold forging armor, not to mention that there are two hundred lead bullets the size of Chinese medicine pills.
The trembling paladon in the front row was full of crossbow arrows and fell under the horse, and the tiger squat cannon made hundreds of penetrating wounds, and in the crisp sound of the iron, the paladon who was shot in the first, second and third rows fell off the horse in disbelief.
"Get on the horse, rush!" One arm was sandwiched with a horse lance, and in Su Lie's shouting, the black dragon-like Guanning Iron Cavalry Xuanjia Team also put down the horse lance neatly, but before Su Dingfang rushed out, there was a clanging sound on the opposite side, and the ironclad holy cavalry who were just about to fight to the death actually dropped their spears and weapons in embarrassment, dismounted and surrendered!
A little resistant, he turned his head, jumped into the dry moat and climbed the drawbridge to escape back to the city, but Edward, the Grand Master of the Knights, simply held the Saint Constantine cavalry spear in both hands, and walked towards Su Lie to surrender, but the angry Archbishop Baldwin of the city scolded him.
"You cowards, traitors, surrender to the infidels, and all go to hell!"
Edward, who was halfway there, turned his head and scolded him confidently: "Get out of the way and stay, Your Majesty Anna, Your Majesty the Patriarch, and His Majesty the Pope of Rome are all on the side of the Min army, how old are you!"
Baldwin was so angry that he almost didn't fall off the city.
However, the holy cavalry is just a piece of meat to the Great Min at this time, and the real fat is still behind, the iron cavalry of the Fujian army suddenly rushed out from both ends, and the two iron arms surrounded the more than 20,000 Roman infantry and cavalry who fled, and the Roman army with no way out trembled and huddled together, and these weapons such as long swords and spears were desperately stretched out in all directions.
The team was neat, and the six elite guards of the Fujian army surrounded them from behind like a hexagon, and the generals of each guard gave an order, and countless strong crossbows rushed to the front, pointing at them gloomily.
But at this time, Li Jie was not happy at all, standing on the well railing, Li Jie raised his chest, and shouted sadly on his thighs: "Why are the widows so anxious!" How good it would be to wait a little longer! ”
Looking helplessly at her husband's childish side, Anna turned around and went down the well railing, carrying the double-headed dragon flag, but she personally arrived in front of the six guards and shouted at the city.
"Brother! You're at the end of your rope! God has proven who is the real Roman emperor! Don't let the Roman people shed any more blood for your ambitions, come down and surrender! God will forgive you! ”
Constantine IV, who was already angry and pale, listened to Anna's persuasion, his face suddenly turned red with anger, and the green tendons on his forehead climbed up like ants, and Constantine IV gritted his teeth and roared.
"Never !!"