To be sure, General John did not take this battle lightly, nor did he do inadequate preparations. Ace units such as hoplites and hoplites who had never fought before appeared one after another, taking turns to attack the enemy formation.

Even the magician brigade, which has a transcendent status and has always been treasured by the Grand Duke of Edwards, has also taken action. With the swing of the magic wand, a brilliant and colorful magical light illuminates a large area of the sky. Beautiful yet deadly magic blasts through enemy formations, taking life with them.

And all kinds of precious magic weapons that are usually reluctant to take out and use them are all open to use as if they don't need money. In the sharp sound of breaking the air, in the roaring explosion, it smashed into the enemy, and sparks bloomed in Taranto's position.

At the beginning, in order to open up the business route, the Hilton family prepared a trump card for Anthony - the flame spray canister is also impressively listed. This kind of magical equipment, which is extremely painful to the financial resources of the leading merchants in the province of Edinburgh, has been used up by more than two dozen at this time.

Fighting a war is indeed the most money-burning business.

The battle of the Great Army is indeed different from the brave and ruthless fighting of the martial arts powerhouses. Even the "Azure Sword Saint" Caton, who had stepped into the golden realm, was shocked to see such a magnificent scene. I secretly thought that if I was set on fire by these dense attacks, I am afraid that I would not be able to escape death.

In the end, the uncontrollable Lord Swordmaster pulled Anthony along and rushed into the carefully arranged checkpoint of the Taranto rebels.

The Golden Fighter is naturally strong, and it is difficult to have an enemy below the same realm. But in the fight of thousands of people, it really played a small role. If you want to break through the surface with points, attack the key points of the enemy formation. Taranto's magic strike is about to be focused.

Besides, isn't there a top powerhouse of the Fourth Realm in the Taranto rebels?

The Juggernaut played for a while, and retreated decisively before the enemy commander's attention could be diverted.

The real gold fighter is still like this, and Anthony, who plays a wave of critical hits, will naturally not be strong. He was originally forcibly pulled over by Caton, and after experiencing a battle array rush to kill, he also retreated.

Duke Kochishi is also the supreme controller of a province, even if the quality of the ordinary soldiers is a little worse, but there will always be no shortage of martial arts powerhouses in the net. And the property of the Grand Duke of a province will not be inferior to that of Aberdeen.

Compared with the military strength of the two provinces, Aberdeen definitely has the advantage, and the top brass of both sides know this very well. But no one can judge exactly how far this gap has reached.

Measuring the combat effectiveness of an army, the individual strength of the soldiers and the level of daily training are two very important hard indicators. However, after the army is pulled to the battlefield, the selection and arrangement of the battlefield, the command ability of the leaders, and the morale of the officers and men can also affect the display of the army's combat effectiveness.

Specifically, in this battle, in the first official confrontation between the two armies, General John did not know how big the impact was and whether it could smooth out the gap in the hard power of the two armies.

He didn't want to know, and he didn't have the heart to think about it. He only knows one thing:

In this battle, the two sides will not win or lose!

The so-called no distinction between victory and defeat sounds good, so as not to blow the soldiers below again. Aberdeen, as the attacker, failed to capture the opponent's position, and in fact it was considered a failure.

It was an all-out attack, with no temptation, no prelude, and no follow-up battle plan.

Because it doesn't need to.

According to General John's original idea, he planned to finish the battle with heavy punches, and cripple Taranto's army with one blow. So he did everything he could, and his hole cards were all out without the slightest reservation.

But they never expected that the Taranto rebels actually withstood the fierce attack of Aberdeen and held their positions to the death. What was left to him was the massive consumption of precious military materials such as magical equipment, as well as the casualty reports of thousands of soldiers.

The price to be paid for choosing a wave of tactics is bound to be heavy. This was all expected by General John. But what he didn't expect was precisely the most important thing, just the result of this battle.

Faced with such a situation that was gradually spiraling out of control, General John felt at a loss. What to do next, he had no idea in his mind.

The other side.

In this official map of both the glorious empire and the province of Taranto, there is no place to be marked, and it is destined to leave a heavy ink spot in the history of the empire.

A month ago, General Riga, who had been rescued from the Imperial Capital Heavenly Prison, had just sneaked back to Taranto Province and immediately came here with his men and began to build fortifications.

And this military fortress, armed to the teeth like a hedgehog, finally showed its due value in the fierce battles that took place before.

At this moment, the sun had shed its last rays of light, slowly but inexorably falling below the horizon.

Most of the once hideous "hedgehogs" and sharp "spikes" have been broken and damaged in battle. Taranto's engineers were busy moving from position to position, inspecting weapons and equipment, and repairing or rebuilding damaged parts.

As night fell, the fortifications were badly damaged, and the restoration work was arduous. It would be an impossible task to complete even a basic repair in the short time before darkness completely enveloped the land.

Fortunately, the task conveyed by the commanders was that General Frankie only asked them to fill the holes in the broken walls, re-erect the broken arrow towers, and stick the broken magic crystal cannons...... That's it.

As for the defense and attack power, and even whether the weapons and equipment are up to the top and whether they can be used, they can be slowly improved, so don't worry about it for the time being.

Such a face-saving project is obviously a fool to cope with errands. If there was a change of commander, or if it had happened before this battle, the soldiers would have to scream and slander.

But after a month's wait, Aberdeen's troops arrived as scheduled. In the head-to-head confrontation, the real sword repelled the powerful enemy that could only be looked up to before.

Since this battle, Taranto's generals have been completely convinced of General Franche.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being a famous general in the mainland!

What is a Famous Player? Prepare things like gods, and mobilize the enemy's army as if he were his own men. If the command is determined, the dispatch is well-organized, and the ability to turn decay into magic, leading a weak army to defeat a strong enemy, this is a famous general.

As for the Aberdeen Provincial Army, what General John?

Hehe!

As a result of this battle, morale on the part of the Taranto rebels was at an all-time high. Both the soldiers at the bottom and the generals at the top are confident in the prospects for the future.

Not far behind the impregnable fortifications was the place where Taranto's army had encamped. The tents placed here are also densely packed and countless.

Grand Duke Kochis, the leader of the Taranto rebels, and the supreme commander of the army, General Frank of Riga, were strolling side by side in one of these areas.

In the army, the rules are strict. At this time, it was in a state of war, and the military regulations were more stringent than before. Even in the tents where they were resting and sleeping, the soldiers were not allowed to make loud noises, let alone move around at will.

The area where Grand Duke Kochis and General French were located was a bit noisy and chaotic. There were suppressed snorts and ** sounds everywhere, faintly coming from the surrounding tents.

This is the wounded barracks.

"Lord Duke, General Frankie, the post-war statistics report is out." One of Grand Duke Curchis's henchmen was one position behind the two. As he spoke, he handed Kochis a report.

"There are 1,500 casualties among the soldiers, and nearly eighty percent of the loss of magic equipment?"

"Yes." The henchman replied as he secretly glanced at General French beside him, "The price of this battle seems to be too great?" ”

"Bastard!" Without warning, the Grand Duke of Kochis was furious, and threw the report in the face of his henchmen with a flick of his hand.

"What do you mean by that? As I said at the last military meeting, General French would be solely responsible for the affairs of the army. All the decisions of the general are the decisions of this duke. Are you now doubting General Franchi's command skills, or are you questioning Duke Ben's vision? ”

Grand Duke Kochis was furious, and scolded his henchman with a stinking insult.

The henchman bowed his head, bent over, and stood there not daring to move. His face was pale, and sweat the size of a bean ran down his forehead.

The Duke seemed to have an endless anger to vent, and General Riga only stood quietly to the side, watching all this coldly, without saying a word.

"Have you had enough?"

"What?" When Frankie finally spoke, the words he said left Grand Duke Curcis scratching his head.

Frankie ignored them, turned and walked straight ahead.

Grand Duke Kochis glanced at his henchmen and hurriedly chased after him.

The henchman quickly bent down to pick up the papers that had fallen on the ground.

These post-war statistics are highly classified and cannot be seen at will.

"I'm a soldier, not a politician. What he is good at is leading troops to fight, and he is used to going straight to the point. Therefore, in the future, I hope that the Duke will say things directly, ask questions directly, and stop playing this game, so as not to make trouble with each other. ”

Frankie walked straight ahead, not looking back.

Grand Duke Kochis took two steps and walked side by side with Frankie, the anger just now had disappeared, and he nodded solemnly: "The general taught me that this Duke has written it down." ”

"The Duke is serious. The glorious empire is in danger of collapse at any moment. But we are in the heart of the enemy, besieged on all sides, and the situation is equally not optimistic. If we want to survive the current crisis and survive until our Riga army breaks through, we must be open to each other and work closely together. ”

Frankie waved his hand, as if trying to throw a small diaphragm out of his mind.

"I know what the Duke is trying to ask. The loss of the first game in the opening game is far from reaching my psychological bottom line. ”

Listening to the faint suppressed ** sound in his ears, Grand Duke Kochis looked at him in surprise.

Isn't that a loss big enough?

Frankie smiled slightly, unconcerned about the Grand Duke's gaze.

"There were 2,500 casualties and the magic equipment was exhausted, this is my psychological bottom line. As long as the first battle holds the position, and our losses do not exceed the bottom line, this battle still has to be fought. ”

Frankie stopped and turned his head to look at the Grand Duke of Curchis: "And now, it can be said that we have won half of this war,"

"Half of it!"