Floating on the murky surface of the river were corpses, face down, with a few arrows stuck in them.

The Hungarian hussars looked up and saw that the Drava River was already so terrifying.

The jungle on the opposite side was so abominable that it continued to devour the lives of Magyar warriors.

The Romans hid in the woods, and a continuous rain of arrows sniped the charge of the cavalry clusters, making it difficult for the Hungarians to survive.

King Bella's calm command and command, although the kingdom's elite suffered heavy casualties, but the violent impact did not stop for a moment.

The tenacious will of the Hungarian soldiers silently endured the damage, and wave after wave hit the shore like waves, hitting the front line of the imperial army.

"Go on!"

"Don't stop!"

The king of Hungary repelled the nobles who dissuaded him and continued to issue orders to attack, and his loyal warriors carried out the king's will without hesitation.

Theodosius, whose tent was at the forefront, observed the Magyars' offensive and stood silently, thinking in secret.

King Béla was by no means a vulgar person, and the Hungarian hussars were also a world-famous powerhouse, so what did he think of such a clumsy tactic?

Having spent many years in the Imperial Army, the Hungarian king was well versed in the tactics of the Romans, and the generals were most afraid of encountering such adversaries who knew each other and knew each other.

But the current Magyars did not impress the imperial generals, which was not normal for Theodosius.

"Your Excellency!"

"As long as we continue to wear down the strength of the Hungarian army in this way, we will soon achieve victory."

With the joy of patience, Pseros faintly complimented the Imperial General's tactical thinking beyond ordinary people.

Theodosius was keenly aware of the great military value of the existence of the Drava and took advantage of it.

There was no discussion with any Imperial Army officers, and the leakage of military information was avoided, and Emperor Basil's strategy was perfectly executed.

Don't let too many people know about your plans!

Theodosius remembered the famous words of the great imperial supreme of the previous generations, which he took as the truth.

The Imperial Army, led by Pseros, succeeded in building a low embankment upstream, intercepting the water of the Drava River.

In just two days, the amount of water accumulated here is staggering, enough to kill all those who cross the river.

But the cautious Imperial General was not satisfied, and led most of the Third Army Corps, the main force of the Imperial Army, and nine thousand peasant soldiers into the forest.

Theodosius's idea was very detailed, the Hungarian army was hit by a heavy flood, and then the army led by him was severely damaged, if not broken.

The Imperial General wanted the Magyars to lose half of their soldiers before they left the forest.

Sure enough, the careless Hungarian army stepped into the trap of the Imperial army, and the crossbowmen took advantage of the terrain to easily harvest the lives of the invaders on the other side of the river.

But it was too easy, too easy, and it made the Imperial General suspicious.

The flanks were guarded by peasant soldiers recruited from the rear, but these people made Theodosius very uneasy.

Over the years, the destruction of the military district system has greatly reduced the number of peasants and soldiers who are able to enter the ranks with their own armaments.

The names on the Sem (soldier roster) could not be counted at all, and when the Imperial General began to count the sources of troops, it turned out that nearly 6,000 people were non-existent.

This result was so angry that the imperial general almost cut off the head of the head of the military district.

And the answer of the rat was also very ingenious, and the emperor removed him from the post of general of the local military district.

The transfer of the generals of the military districts in the western provinces began in conjunction with the purge of the imperial capital, and Theodosius was aware of it.

But knowing is not an excuse for the disappearance of soldiers!

Under normal circumstances, each military region consists of two to four divisions, and each division-level unit is about 3,000 people.

By analogy, the Thracian military district alone should provide up to 12,000 troops.

The data on paper is always the data on paper and is for reference only.

Theodosius had anticipated this, so he issued a document calling for a total of 15,000 peasants and soldiers to be transferred to all the western military districts to fight in the war.

Such figures can allow various military regions to freely adjust and share profits with each other.

This is already the minimum guarantee for the imperial generals to go to war.

However, the truth is that only 9,000 people appeared on the battlefield.

This is already a high-quality source of troops provided by the rear military districts with all their might!

The reply given by the imperial capital was that there were no more soldiers, not a single one!

Soul light!

Suppressing the anger in his heart, the imperial general still led the army to the front.

However, the paperwork requesting the transfer of support from the Eastern Legion was already on the sea route.

The loopholes in the Empire's defense are shocking, and this is not something that a few big families can do.

It's a bad habit for many years, and the problems involved in it are enough to bring tens of thousands of heads to the ground.

Theodosius stopped his pursuit, and the imperial generals were frightened.

If you look it up again, maybe the first person to die is himself.

The priority was to destroy the Hungarian army, and for the rest, to clean them up after the war.

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The gloomy shade stretched into the sky, and the peasants entered positions under the leadership of officers, who were responsible for covering the flanks of the Third Army.

The army was overstretched, and Theodosius guessed that the battle would go smoothly and that there should be no major problems.

Therefore, the peasant soldiers may be able to accomplish the task by simply waving their flags and shouting.

After all, the enemy has already stepped into the ambush circle, and as long as the blow is applied, the fruits of victory are within reach.

Yet fate always pales in comparison.

The horn of the Hungarian army sounded for a long time, however, not on the other side of the river, but on the flank of the Third Army.

Theodosius looked back, and the lush shade of the trees obscured the Magyars' view and bewildered the Roman army.

Now it can only be judged by the sound that the flanks were attacked by the enemy, and it is not known what the situation of the battle was.

"My lord?"

Pseros hurried in, followed by the soldiers of the Imperial Army's border guards stationed in the fortress of the Northern Forest, a thousand and a half thousand.

The Imperial General was well aware of the determination of this warrior, and now was the critical moment of the battle, and someone had to step up.

If the peasants were routed, the Imperial flanks would be immediately exposed to the Hungarians.

The Magyars' iron cavalry slaughtered the defeated Imperial soldiers in the dense forest.

In the end, even if the Empire were victorious, the Third Army would be defeated and withdrawn from the military arena.

"Is that okay?"

Theodosius asked his right-hand men this, and the friendship between the two men was formed for a long time, and it was not smoothed by the years.

The general also has iron-blooded tenderness, and the friend of life and death on the battlefield will never be forgotten.

"Your Excellency!"

"Unless I die, the Magyars will not be able to cross the Imperial Army's defenses!"

Gripping Pseros's big hand, Theodosius didn't say anything more, just glanced at him.

"Come back alive!"

The red cloak left the Imperial General with a back, and the border guards quickly rushed to the battlefield.

The killing mode of the Shura Field is about to begin.