When the bronze bell rang in the center of the city, two hundred infantry in steel armor lined up in the shadows of the alley, holding shields in their left hands, scimitars or broadswords in their right hands.

In the barracks south of the city, fifty people were evenly distributed outside the gates of each battalion, and it seemed that there were equal numbers outside each gate to the barracks, and even if the opponents reacted, they should always distribute their numbers evenly to defend, and their strength at each gate would not exceed fifteen, and in the evening, two of them went out of the city, according to this calculation, there were only twelve people at each gate.

But there is always a problem when people know that they are nine out of ten, two hundred soldiers have crossed the middle line of the road, but there is no movement in the barracks, some of them have a little brain, they unconsciously slow down their pace, and most of them are still not aware of this problem, they are still striding forward, and the original neat formation is scattered.

The sound of "Ula!" suddenly broke out in the barracks, and about a dozen war horses rushed out of the south gate of the camp, and the fifty people there only had time to raise their shields, and the sabers in the hands of the cavalry had already been chopped down, and the sharp blades were cut down with the sound of the wind moving at high speed, and they collided with the shields.

These soldiers, who have only been in the city guard system, only then understand the huge gap between the regular field army and the city guard system, the iron shield of the four or five people in the front is like paper paste, split in half in front of the blade of the blade, the saber only pauses slightly, and then continues their falling journey, the blade is embedded in the steel armor, if it is not for the good quality of this batch of steel armor, the human body behind it will also be easily cut into by the blade.

The soldier who had been hit in front of him screamed and retreated, although the blade did not cut through his body, but the chill was enough to dispel all his fighting spirit, the knight on the war horse did not pay any attention to him at all, the war horse rushed past him, he was about to take a breath to calm his chaotic breath due to timidity, and the slightly curved curved blade of another saber had already penetrated through the gap between his helmet and breastplate.

His gaze suddenly spun, and he wondered what kind of heavy blow would make him soar into the air and roll so violently? He took advantage of the rotation to see a group of cavalry that had already cut through their defensive array and was screaming and tsunami towards the south gate, and where he had been standing, a headless human body stood in a daze, and the blood in his body had not had time to gush out.

Who is that? Who is so unlucky, whose head has been cut off by such cavalry, and whose corpse still refuses to fall?

This question was destined to be answered by no one, because at this time, he felt that his neck ached for a moment, for a short time, and immediately it ceased to hurt, and then his hearing, he felt that he could hear less and less, his vision became more and more blurred, and at the last moment when he could see everything, the blood in the corpse finally gushed out under the pressure of his heart.

Until the moment when his vision was completely plunged into darkness, he felt that his vision returned to normal, and his perspective no longer rotated, and he stood in the void like an outsider, a head slowly falling not far from him, and the body that Ben and the head were connected to also slowly fell down without a balance order.

All this is incredible, he raised his hands, but there was nothing in front of him, he had obviously raised his hands, he looked down at his body, nothing, yes, nothing, he held his head and shouted, but there was no feeling in his hands, and he couldn't hear any sound, it turned out that the slowly falling head was his own, and the body that fell down was also his own, he was dead, and now he was just a spirit.

The violent mood swings did not help him, but rather caused his fragile spirit to dissipate more quickly, and in a few moments, the only evidence of his stay in this world was a body broken in two.

The four squad winds generally rushed through the blockade, but unfortunately, they rushed too fast, except for leaving three or four corpses, the enemy was not attracted by them, and the fourth squad leader had to take the horses, if they could not attract these enemies, their task could not be considered complete.

He looked at the Romanians who were standing at the camp gate, he did not intend to continue to ravage them, who knew if they would completely collapse under the second chiseling?

The rebels at the Dongying Gate heard a strange cry from the barracks, and then there was a sound of weapons clashing from the Nanying Gate, and in just a few seconds, it had returned to silence, what was this? Were the comrades over there blocking the opponent's assault? Or had they been defeated?

In uncertainty and apprehension, the heads of the fifty men on this side raised his right hand, and he needed to observe, the problem was that if he mustered up the courage to rush into the camp that was close at hand with his men, he would find that the camp was empty, and there was not a single person.

But after a short pause, there was a sound of horses' hooves on his left hand, and he subconsciously turned his head to look to the left, on the bluestone paved road, a string of sparks flashed, and then a handsome war horse more than one person tall appeared, and behind the war horse, more and more war horses showed their figures.

Intense fear magnified the number of horses in front of the detachment leader, and he shouted "Enemy attack!"

What a pity for the infantry squad to adjust their formation in a hurry! The captain thought to himself, why should he abandon those spears that seemed to be in the way? Even if there were three or five spears, they would be able to stop those killing gods at this time!

The assault of the fourth squad appeared at the waist of this detachment at the east gate, the quality was much higher than that of the rebels' weapons, and once again in the rebel group, fifty people were destined not to be able to line up much thick defensive queue, and it was also an enemy in a hastily adjusted queue, ten men chiseled through this detachment again, and they once again turned their horses' heads, swept past the side of this detachment, and charged towards the south gate.

The detachment leader unconsciously touched his face, fortunately his head was still there, and the opponent ran away, not forced away by them, but they ran away by themselves, do you want to say shame? No, the detachment leader only rejoiced in his heart, the opponent was too strong, and he was still alive, which was good, he looked at his fifty people, uh, not more than forty people, the fourth squad once again brought four to five casualties to this detachment, this casualty number is actually not large, but in the eyes of a frightened detachment leader, this loss can already be regarded as forty or fifty casualties.

"Quick, hurry up and report to the company commander, the enemy has run away, and they all ran to the south gate!" The detachment captain who came back to his senses didn't believe that this was a loss caused by ten people, no, it must be all the opponent's dispatch!

In the north of the camp, the only detachment with a ten-man archery team, they also hesitated at the camp gate, there was no one at the camp gate, and the sentry who could still see the figure before was also missing at this time, does this mean that there was an ambush in the camp? The captain of the north camp did not dare to try, he hoped that the people from the other gates would rush first.

His entanglement was quickly interrupted by the sound of battle, first the sound of fighting came from Nanying, the time was very short, the sound over there had disappeared, and then Dongying, then the sound of this disappeared very quickly, which side would be next?

"Archers! Shoot arrows into the camp immediately, use rockets, and force the enemy out!" The captain finally made up his mind that he couldn't let his soldiers risk an assault, but he could use other methods, such as arson!

The arrows shot by ten people are not enough to rain arrows, but the arrows that are lit on fire still have a little bit of momentum, the arrows only fall on the roof of the house, the wooden barracks and the dry winter are still easy for him to burn, but the rockets are a little few, to make a house burn, the time is a bit long, not to mention that this camp is for five hundred people, but there is more than one house, who knows which house those guards are in?

The captain of the detachment decided to continue shooting arrows until all the houses were set on fire, and then it was time for them to enter the camp, and in the light of the fire, a few figures faintly flashed on the side of the West Camp, could it be that those guards broke through to that side? This is a good opportunity! What are you waiting for, rush in, go around behind the butts of those guys, and just flank them back and forth with the West Camp detachment, it seems that he was right to set fire to the camp!

"Captain, the Romanians are setting fires. Haig looked out from a room at the stable.

Recovering from his closed eyes and looking at the thirty or so warriors who were all in one room, he went to the window and looked out, and the firelight reflected his smiling face: "Isn't that nice?

This stable is closer to the west gate of the camp, so the detachment in the north of the camp has not yet discovered this side, and at this time, the detachment by the west gate, seeing the fire in the camp, finally couldn't hold it back, and sent a few people in to explore the reality.

Hawke looked at these people, and regretted it for no reason, he was too arrogant, in fact, there have been many signs that there is a problem here in the past few days, and he didn't take care of it for a while, where did the best squad leader in the Guards field unit go?

Otherwise, he would not have been transferred to the important and conservative work. After soaking in the big dye vat in the imperial capital for more than half a year, he also became snobbish, and because he did not give himself command, he actually lost his temper, so that he put his best soldiers in such a dangerous situation.

Before Hawke could blame himself, the guys who had come in to reconnoiter on the spot withdrew from the camp again, and the detachment outside the north camp finally entered the camp as a whole.

The detachment of the north gate and the detachment of the west gate met in the center of the camp, and they did not meet the enemy, and the fire in the camp was getting bigger and bigger, and they were hesitating to withdraw from the camp, and the detachment of the east gate and the detachment of the south gate sent men respectively, and the news from both sides was the same, the enemy had protruded from the camp and was attacking the south gate, intending to break the south gate and escape from Bucharest.

The North Gate Detachment and the West Gate Detachment immediately went out of the South Gate to join the East Gate Detachment and the South Gate Detachment, and chased the Guards to the South Gate together, and they wanted to surround the opponent at the South Gate together with the guards at the South Gate, and strive to annihilate them in one fell swoop.

After a few minutes, Haig sent two fighters back to reconnoiter the movement outside the gate of the camp, and the Romanians rushed to the south gate in a swarm, but there was no one here to confirm, and Hawke stood up and said, "Brothers, it's time for us to break through!"

The 15th squad stood in front of Hawke, who looked at these partners who had been following him for more than three years, and said: "Everyone must act quickly, very, and accurately! We can't live up to the vacancy that the fourth squad pulled out for us! Let's go!"