Seeing the chaos inside, a trace of contempt flashed in Si Luo's eyes, "A chaotic party is a chaotic party, and it will never become a climate."
The thin guard next to him looked at Manchester, "Master Legion, don't underestimate the enemy. Manchester is a typical terrain that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. From the perspective of geographical advantage, our army does not have an advantage. The Imperial Army has also wiped out it many times. They all returned in vain... "
Si Luo snorted coldly, "That depends on who is clearing it up. Is our Nineteenth Army Legion comparable to those rubbish?"
"But this terrain is indeed a little troublesome!" Looking at Manchester, which was surrounded by mountains and mountains, the always confident commander of the Silo Army frowned.
The guard showed deep thought, and after a while he said slowly, "The empire has been entangled with the Ethiopian rebels for ten years, and they have been suppressed every time. It is related to the terrain of Manchester. What a major loss, as long as they return to Manchester, they can sleep peacefully and have a chance to make a comeback, but we can't stay for a long time... "
The guard paused, "Some time ago, we finally figured out a way to restrict the circulation of food, hoping that these chaotic parties would collapse without a fight, but unfortunately we don't know how effective it will be..."
Si Luo smiled faintly, "I received information that today in the City of Dawn, several rebels intended to transport food out of the city, but were spotted by the Holy Crusaders. Those guys broke through the checkpoint immediately and killed many Holy Crusaders soldiers. From this point of view, the effect is still there, Manchester has already started to lack food! They are very anxious... "
The guard looked at the terrain of Manchester, and deep worry flashed in his eyes, "Even if we capture Manchester, I'm afraid we will pay a high price. In fact, it is very simple to solve Manchester's matter..." He glanced at Si Luo, didn't go on.
"Speak!" Si Luo said expressionlessly.
"As long as any one of the sanctuary powerhouses in the Holy See is dispatched, Manchester can be solved in less than half a day, for example..." the guard said cautiously.
"What a joke!" Si Luo waved his hand and interrupted him, "Do you think that the sanctuary powerhouses are just so idle, solving these trivial matters every day? They have done everything, so what do we need?"
Si Luo gave him a hard look, and the soldier flushed with anger.
"Forget it this time, don't mention such things next time, there is no need to make people laugh, the strong in the sanctuary have already broken free from the shackles of secular power, and these small things will never arouse their interest!" Si Luo waved his hand and said , he still values this confidant very much.
"Yes, Lord Legion!" The soldier saluted deeply.
Si Luo's face softened a little, and he waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, let a squadron go on a tentative attack, I want to see their real strength!"
Having never fought against the Ethiopian rebels, Silo had to be cautious.
"Yes, my lord!"
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A simple room, the walls in the room, the plaster is beginning to peel off, it looks like it has been a while, somewhere in the room, there is a small window, from which you can see the outside world.
No one thought that this simple room was the command center of Manchester, because it was located in an extremely hidden location and could clearly overlook the entire battlefield.
Lauchren was lying on the window sill, staring at the 19th Legion of the Holy Roman Empire outside without moving. His expression was stern, and his face was full of worry.
Standing next to him was Uncle Zhungeer, who was also frowning and worried.
"Look! They've moved!" Zhungeer said, pointing to the phalanx in front of the Nineteenth Army.
"They are testing our reality!" Lauren took a deep breath, and deep worry flashed in his eyes, "The phalanx behind did not move at all! This legion commander is not simple!"
"Then what should we do now?" Zhungeer was a little flustered, he knew that Manchester is now an empty city.
Lauchlan pondered for a moment, and was about to speak when the door of the room was pushed open, and Catherine walked in with Ron and Vivienne.
Lauchran turned his head and saw Ron, his brows twitched, and a trace of displeasure flashed across his handsome face. He frowned and said in a harsh tone, "Second Miss, what did you bring them here for?"
"Brother Lauchlan, they are here to help!" Catherine said in a low voice.
"Help? What can you help? What ability do these two necromancers have to help?"
Lauchlan gave Ron a hard look, turned his head away, ignored Ron, and said in a low voice with a cold snort, "Just adding trouble!"
"you-"
When Ron heard this, his anger welled up. Since he came to Manchester, this Lauren has always been against him.
Holding a pair of white and tender hands, Catherine's eyes were full of pleading, beckoning him not to take it to heart.
When Ron saw it, his heart immediately softened, and he snorted coldly. Now that the enemy is in front of him, he doesn't bother to care about it with Lauren.
This scene happened to be seen by Lauren, he sneered, turned around, raised his sword eyebrows, with a trace of provocation, "How is it? Are you very unconvinced?"
Ron raised his head slowly, looked at him calmly, and said coldly, "If it weren't for the fact that now is not the time, I would like to find a time to discuss with you!"
"Competing with me? Just you? A necromancer?"
Lauchran sneered, "That's right, I just look down on you, so what?" Then, he pointed his hand out of the window, "If you have the ability, guard this main road for me, otherwise, After the war is over, go back wherever you came from..."
After hearing this, Ron left without saying a word. Vivienne also gave Lauren a hard look, and followed Ron away.
Lauchlan sneered, ignored Ron, and turned to look at the window.
"Ron... Ron..." Not long after Ron went out, Catherine caught up.
"I'm sorry!" Catherine said in a low voice, "Brother Lauren, he...he didn't mean it, don't take it to heart!" Catherine felt that this sentence could not convince even herself.
Ron shook his head, "I just want to help you, I'm not interested in anything else!"
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"Kill..."
A squadron of hoplites rushed up along the aisle. These people were covered with thick armor, covering their whole bodies, only a pair of eyes were exposed. Most of them held two-handed heavy weapons, which were amazingly powerful.
Ignoring the arrows flying from above and below, the wolf-like heavy infantry rushed forward, and soon rushed to the simple wooden door in Manchester. A soldier with a two-handed ax shouted and swung his two-handed axe He smashed to the heavy wooden door.
The wooden door made a dull sound, once—twice—the huge sound seemed to be knocking on everyone's hearts. The hearts of those hiding in the crowd had already reached their throats, and many people prayed secretly.
As more and more soldiers joined in, finally, the wooden door could no longer support it and slammed down.
"Kill them all!"
A man who looked like a squadron leader yelled, and the soldiers of the Heavy Infantry Regiment surged in morale, and rushed into Manchester holding their weapons high.
Manchester, whose wooden door was broken, was like a virgin with her thighs open. For a moment, the fighting spirit of the 19th Heavy Infantry Regiment was ignited, and its fighting spirit rose to the highest point.
The 19th Heavy Infantry Regiment was greeted by a steep slope covered with bluestones. The original defensive design was very clever, and it was always difficult to attack from the bottom up. Sure enough, the footsteps of the heavily armored Infantry Regiment Slow down.
A squadron of about 500 heavy infantry rushed along the steep slope, and many of them burst out with powerful fighting spirit. The heavy battle armor had to use fighting spirit to support it.
"Proceed with the order! The archers are ready..." Lawrence, who commanded the battle, said calmly. As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately sent the order.
"Kill!"
In Manchester, someone yelled, and the coverings of countless dark corners were lifted, revealing the figures of the Ebian rebels, holding longbows, and blocking the 19th Heavy Infantry Regiment of the Holy Roman Empire.
All of a sudden, countless arrows flew towards them, and some soldiers couldn't dodge in time, they were shot to the point, and rolled down the steep slope wailing.
The steep slope has a great impact on the heavy infantry, but the power of those arrows is very average. It is impossible for ordinary arrows to damage the opponent's thick armor, let alone kill effectively, except for a few unlucky ghosts. In addition to being hit by arrows, most of them ignored the rain of arrows and charged upwards.
"What!" Lauchren gasped. This heavy infantry regiment was different from the enemies he had encountered before. They were wearing thick armor and they were definitely a nightmare for archers.
The sniper plan failed, and Lauren was a little ashamed. Facing such a disadvantage, he couldn't think of a better way for a while. After all, he was not Juliana.
Juliana, who designed the defense system of Manchester, is an out-and-out military genius. There are countless organs in Manchester, but Lauchren doesn't know how to use them. If Juliana was around, seeing this situation, the first time Just let people pour the hot oil down, and let these moving iron bumps play a good show of rolling gourds, arhats, and hot oil. If you put a fire on it, it will be more perfect, so good Lawrence's brain just couldn't think of such a method, and I have to say that this is the gap.
It is not Juliana's fault that Ebia has become what it is today. It is mainly because she lacks a powerful sanctuary expert as a backer. In the face of the absolute strength of the sanctuary expert, her outstanding military talent has become a display.
Lawrence's mouth trembled violently, and a sentence burst out between his teeth, "Send the order and prepare for hand-to-hand combat!"
When everyone in the command post heard this, their hearts trembled. The cruelest hand-to-hand combat was finally about to begin.
"Kill these bastards..."
All of a sudden, the soldiers of the Ethiopian Rebel Army all over the mountains and plains came out from nowhere. They roared and raised their weapons high, and charged towards the 19th Heavy Infantry Regiment.
When Ron arrived, the brutal hand-to-hand combat had already begun...