The city of Nase, fierce battles like fire, the sound of killing shook the sky,

In the direction of the city wall, the most brutal battle of the city wall, the spears of the falcon army violently attacked the defense line, layer after layer of corpses piled up into a small hill, blood bubbling along the cracks of the city road to form a small river, feet on it can feel the slimy of human blood, the wounded are pressed in the pile of corpses screaming for help, no one has time to pay attention

Everyone was running for their lives, and the Falcon soldiers were clinging to the city walls like a colony of black ants, surging and imposing, a corpse that fell to the ground,

The falcon army was overflowing the city wall, and the black armor was completely stained red with blood, like a wall of steel, like a monster infected with blood and broken flesh, which made people tremble and fear from the heart to the soul, and the horror made ordinary Gallic soldiers feel that their spirits were about to collapse, "Mom, the other party is a monster!"

8,000 Gallic defenders under the onslaught of 20,000 fierce troops of the Northwest Legion of the Falcon Empire, only resisted for more than an hour, and then showed a tendency to disperse, and in a crisis of the situation, George Wood, the commander of the 16th garrison of Gaul, the defender of Nasse City, personally led the guards to press the city, and the number of guards was about 500 people.

Composed of the elite general guards and the Kyoto Praetorian Guard, the equipment is completely two grades from ordinary soldiers, wearing not the light leather armor of ordinary soldiers, but the whole body is like a steel fortress-like plate swing heavy armor, from head to toe like an iron can, and the weapons are all Gallic heavy swords forged from fire steel, "Go back, those who retreat without permission are deserters, and the end of deserters is execution! According to the military discipline of the empire, your family will also be implicated." George Wood led the Guards to block the retreat of the rout, trying to drive the scattered troops to continue up the walls to stop the Falcon attack

But as soon as his words fell, the voice of the rout remembered the voice: "Don't listen to them, if you go back, you will die! We have more people than them, and they dare not do it!" Suddenly there was a fierce shout, "Yes, there are only a few hundred of them, and we have more than them! Don't be afraid of them."

There was a commotion in the rout, and there was a faint tendency to mutiny, and the garrison commander George Wood's face became more and more stern, damn it! He knew that if he continued to hesitate, the rout would become an irreparable disaster, and if he held on, the Eastern Front would be completely lost, "Overseer!"

He commanded loudly to the guards behind him with a hideous expression. The Lu Empire itself was a northern overlord known for its barbarism and killing, and its military discipline maintained the rigor that characterizes the northern region

According to the Gallic military system, the commander of the front-line combat unit, if he cannot stop the rout of his troops in the fierce battle, the commander who leads the team will be sentenced to death even if he wins, so the commander's guard often plays the ruthless role of the troop supervisor.

Hear the orders of George V. The general guards quickly lined up in a row "Brush!"

The cold light of the Gallic sword light was like a wave of cold in the patches, and it was the Gallic heavy sword that was used as a warlord, and these generals and guards were all real professional soldiers, and there was almost no hesitation in carrying out orders.

In their eyes, there is no difference between their own and their enemies, only between the living and the dead

They stood in front of George Wood, protecting George Wood like an impenetrable steel barrier. If the Lord General died, they would also be executed en masse, and the General's Guard was not a regular soldier. They are all the generals' retinue of the dead, they are the general's personal guard, they are only responsible for their own commanders, and the rest does not need to be considered

Their cold gaze was cold, making the Gallic defeated army on the opposite side feel frightened and afraid to move forward, but what George Wood needed was not a stalemate, he knew that if these defeated troops lost their fighting spirit and fighting spirit, even if they were driven back, it would only be a few more corpses, "It seems that this must be the case!" George Wood gritted his teeth secretly

"Listen to the Warlords, there is a rout and retreat to the latter, and the end is ......!" George Wood's face was as cold as ice, and he said loudly, his voice suddenly stopped, and the raised heavy sword was ruthlessly swung at a Gallic soldier who was still shouting and rushing towards the opposite side,

The ferocious slashing is not at all like treating one's own soldiers, but as if it were one's own enemies,

"Blood splattered, red eyes burned,

The sharp heavy sword turned into a cold light in front of everyone's eyes, and split the soldier's chest...... Why!" The routed Gallic soldier's eyes widened, looking at the Gallic heavy sword that had slashed from his shoulder to his chest, and he couldn't believe that he had been killed by his own people, "Router, this is the end!" George Wood said in a deep voice, before the soldier was completely dead, the heavy sword in his hand had been quickly pulled out of the soldier's body, ruthless, and the soldier's red blood shot into his face at the same time with the cut drawn by the heavy sword, and his face was bloody,

George Wood looked calm, wiped the blood from his face with his hands in disdain, and kicked the body to the ground again

The soldier still couldn't believe the fact that he had died at the hands of his own general! With his hands stretched out, his eyes bulging as he looked at George Wood, his pupils quickly losing focus, and everyone could feel that something called life was "exhaling" away from this body at a speed visible to the naked eye

There was a crackling sound of sparks burning in the wind, and there was silence all around, all the Gallic rout troops were stupefied by this scene, they didn't expect George Wood to dare to kill, and thousands of rout troops were suppressed by George Wood's momentum alone, "Didn't you hear!"

George Wood turned his head, his tone was fierce, murderous, and his vicious and bloodshot eyes were like wounded beasts, and the Gallic soldiers in front of him took a step back in shock, this madman, everyone rose a chill from their hearts, "Bang Bang"

George Wood swung his heavy sword violently, and a line of blood slammed to the ground, and then raised his heavy sword and pointed it at the collapsed city wall, and shouted loudly to all the defeated troops in front of him with a cold expression, "See! Death to the rout, this is military discipline, I know that most of you have never experienced such a fierce battle, the enemy is very fierce, and it can even be said that it is much stronger than us"

"But we didn't have a choice, as Imperial soldiers, or like cowards, we were found after the city was broken and hanged one by one. Either like an imperial warrior, fight with his sword until the last moment, let his prestige be immortalized, this is not far from Ike City, reinforcements should arrive! Hold on until the reinforcements arrive, and we all have a way to live! Otherwise, if the color is lost, everyone will die!"

The Gallic soldiers looked at each other with pale faces, silent silence, but everyone's faces had changed,

It may be that the propaganda about the brutality of the Falcon Empire in the winter came into play. A young officer covered in blood stood up first, he looked at George Wood with resolute eyes, gave a military salute and said, "Lord George Wood, I am Exxon, the vice captain of the fifth squadron, and my fiancée is Emilyada of Slanshire, I know that my lord is also from Slanshire, if the adult is lucky enough to be able to return to Slanshire, please tell her, I died as an Imperial warrior!" "I will." If I make it back alive, I'll tell your fiancée that you made the enemy tremble during the battle and held out until the last moment!"

George Wood nodded heavily, his eyes flickering. The soldiers of the empire have never lacked blood and courage to die in battle, even if 300,000 soldiers have died in battle, they can still see these precious things, but these things are too deeply hidden. So deep that even I once wavered, "Thank you, in this way, I have no regrets"

The young officer smiled at the corner of his mouth. took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the city wall behind him, raised his head, the white rain was like an invisible, cold hit his young face, in the white rain, there were countless clusters of arrows formed by cold light,

The falling rocks and arrows exploded like a storm, and the incendiary bombs dragging black smoke rose like bright stars from the low spots of the horizon below, drawing a beautiful and cruel arc in the sky representing death, and slammed into the wall of that color 200 meters in front of it.

"Boom" a series of thunderous explosions and fires, like bursting red light clusters on the surface of the city, the city walls were trembling, collapsing, and the blown stones fell into the moat with a large white splash.

"The banner hunt shook the sky, the neat army rushed to the battlefield, and the earth under his feet rumbled and echoed......" The young officer's face was fearless, and a loud voice came, "Fight to the death, long live the empire!" Hearing the young officer's singing, everyone's faces were excited, this is the military song of the empire, in the past hundred years, countless imperial soldiers have sung such a military song to the battlefield, for the empire to expand the territory, these soldiers from ordinary people to soldiers at the moment, they have also sung this military song countless times, at that time it just felt that it made people's blood boil, but now the feeling is a kind of heroic death

Behind the young officer, some began to turn around

"The banner hunting shook the sky, the neat army rushed to the battlefield, and the earth under his feet rumbled and echoed. The warrior is burly and strong...... The sword shatters the sky. Impenetrable as a copper wall、...... In a depressing atmosphere, more and more people began to hum the Gallic military song tacitly."

More and more people began to turn around, and the Gallic soldiers, whose morale had been shattered, miraculously gathered again,

"Those who retreat from battle, kill!"

"Runaways from the city, kill!" "Long live the Empire, kill! kill!"

The gallic scattered troops burst out as if they were forced into a desperate situation, and they fought back from the city walls and strangled with the Northwest Army that rushed up, this time, all the Gallic soldiers were like chicken blood, not afraid of death, they fell in front of the Falcon Army's gun array, and the corpses were laid out in a red arc, but no one retreated, it was completely a suicidal counterattack,

The flesh and blood of the broken wall were shocking, and the arrows from under the city rained down like raindrops, snapping" The heavy spears of the two sides collided together, making a metal grinding sound that tore the eardrums, and the shields of the soldiers on both sides slammed together, pressing one side after another

"Squeak"

The metal armor of both sides was close enough to make a grinding sound, and the eyes close were staring, and bright red blood continued to emerge from the corpses of the fallen soldiers on both sides, and the entire city wall turned into a muddy blood

The fierce battle lasted until three hours, the sky became blurred, most of the 8,000 defenders of Gaul were lost, and the casualties of the Northwest Army were more than 3,000.

The remnants of the fire were still burning on the city walls, black smoke filled the sky, and the battle reports about that color were sent to the base camps of both sides at the same time

"Miracle, that color actually held!"

On the Gallic side, Hasenrampo held the battle report he had just received, and he was excited to have a feeling of coming back to life.

From the opponent's use of warships to storm the eastern front, he already had a faint sense that the other side had the intention of launching a full-scale attack along the river and occupying the Seine River in the upper reaches of the eastern front. And then enter the inner river, one by one to pull out the cities of the middle line, and the color located at the pass of the Seine River undoubtedly has a vital role, take that color, the fleet of the Falcon Empire can drive straight in, with an unstoppable momentum to cut off the connection between the cities of the middle line in one fell swoop, and then even if the center line defense area has as many as 190,000 local guard legions, it will fall into the inability to support. In the unfavorable situation of fighting for each other, the other side can calmly mobilize troops, form a local advantage, and gnaw away the groups in the middle line area like gnawing on the crackers piece by piece.

Originally. Hasenrambo was ready to abandon Naser City

Because he knew that if the Falcon Army broke through the Eastern Front, its main force and heavy troops would inevitably come to the city of Nase quickly

The defense of Naser City was insufficient, and most of the 8,000 soldiers of the 16th Garrison Regiment were garrisons in areas that had not experienced war. The 70,000 troops of the Fifteenth Army Corps collapsed ahead of schedule and were caught off guard. When encountering the main force of the Falcon Empire Army, which has been in battle for a long time, it does not have the strength of a battle at all, and I am afraid that it will be completely dispersed in less than two hours.

At that time, before their reinforcements arrived, the color had been lost, the main force of the Falcon Imperial Army drove straight into the middle line of the river with the battleship, threatening the cities of the middle line, cutting off the contact between all parties, and the reinforcements of all parties could only return in gray, before the battle, the 140,000 troops on the middle line suffered a heavy morale setback in advance, and fell into a situation of fighting for themselves, really think about it, it can make people feel chills down their spines, the name of the Falcon God of War of Vekia is really worthy of its name, the last battle of Rasti is too fresh in the memory of Hasenrampo,

The Eighth Army Corps, with a strength of more than 100,000 people, was divided and surrounded by the enemy, fell into a dead place in the plains, and was inexplicably gnawed cleanly, if it were not for its own initiative to give up the unfavorable position for defense, and use the central line formed by the city to block the pace of the Falcon Army's advance, the Falcon Army was afraid that it would have broken into the hinterland of the empire

And this time, according to the report of the Nase side, the Falcon Army under the attack on the Eastern Front and the troops under the city of Nase was only 30,000 people, which was the biggest failure of the other side.

In the middle line alone, there are 140,000 imperial garrison troops, and there are 80,000 reserve troops in the base camp that can be put into the middle line at any time, a full 220,000 troops.

If more than 100,000 troops were put into the gap on the Eastern Front, or if they could really shake the central line and break through the entire defense line in one fell swoop, as they had guessed, it would be a pity that there were only 30,000 men...... Sure enough, the lack of strength is the Falcon Empire's biggest weakness, and under the strong pressure of 400,000 imperial troops, the Falcon Imperial Army, which only has 200,000 troops, can draw too limited troops......

The corner of Hasenranpo's mouth smiled coldly, "Come on, immediately order the fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, ninth, eleventh, and thirteenth garrison regiments stationed on the middle line to move closer to Nase! I want to use the strength of 7 garrison regiments to encircle and eat this rushing Falcon Army" Hasenranpo excitedly pressed the battle report in his hand on the table, stood up with a bright look, his eyes burned, and swept away the previous fatigue and decadence, "Is the empire's god of war? Or after this war, maybe he can really become the empire's god of war!"

At the Falcon Army base camp,

In the dark night, the horse's hooves were like thunder, and an imperial herald cavalry rushed in from the gate of the camp at a gallop, and before the horse was steady, he jumped down from the horse and ran to the brightly lit tent in the center of the camp.

This report is provided by the local underground forces that have taken refuge in the Falcon Army, on which is written the approximate strength of the Gauls in the middle line city of Rasti, as well as the number of the troops, written in great detail, the 140,000 troops of the central local garrison army cluster, even if it is just the number, it gives people a dazzling feeling, the entire 24 provinces of Gaul, almost none of them have been left behind, from the weapon configuration of the local garrison regiments, you can clearly see which area is rich and which area is poor, and you can get more detailed content by mirroring this report with the report provided by Hukoc

The fat man picked up the pen and drew circles on several garrison regiments in the report, the officers of these garrison regiments were all nobles, and they came from rich areas, so they could be taken care of!

"Your Majesty, Eastern Front Military Newspaper!" Hu Keqili walked in from outside the tent with a report in his hand, and walked in in in a hurry

"Eastern Front?Croissat's Northwest Army has taken that color?" the fat man put down the report in his hand and raised his head to look at Hukochili, who had arrived from the Southwest with the main force of the Central Army a few days earlier

"No, Lord Crollissat is in a little trouble, Nase's defense is very tenacious! The attack was beaten again, because it was night, in order to avoid being ambushed, Lord Crollissat's Northwest Army could only temporarily stop attacking" Hukochili said with a nervous expression, he knew that His Majesty Falcon wanted to use the battleship to sweep the middle line, so he was also very clear that the importance of the battle of Nase, even he didn't expect that the Northwest Army would actually plant a heel in the inconspicuous city of Nase!

"Although I am a little disappointed, it doesn't matter" The fat man looked calm, he couldn't see the joy or sorrow, he glanced at the report and put it on the table, and said unexpectedly out of Hukochili, "The Northwest Army can't take that color, in fact, it has no effect, since it can't be defeated, then let the Northwest Army withdraw the same way! Fishing, fishing, I don't want to put down the bait and not catch the fish, but it was swallowed by the fish!" (To be continued......)