"Look at the clever point, and cooperate with the four doors below!" On the platform of the Eye Fort in the middle, Hebrida called the artillery team to do a good job of target indication with flags, whistles and bugles.

Under the cover of the shields of the surrounding soldiers, the artillery men first raised the flag of the tongue of fire in the twilight, and suddenly the entire siege camp of the Romans fell silent, no one shouted loudly, half of them dug trenches along the newly captured eye forts, and half of them protected the cavalry artillery and archers brigades, and suppressed the fire on the fortress.

Then the artillery personnel began to stand on the commanding heights, constantly blowing whistles and bugles, and released the "Jutitia Eyes" to the fortress to illuminate the target, the defenders were soon horrified, they felt that the enemy's artillery attack was too good, these ballista guns were close to the fortress within the killing distance, but the infantry covering it was very calm, even under the smashing of stones, they also formed a shield array, desperately protecting the ballista, and several surprise attacking men and horses that rushed out of the secret door were all under the cold side of the archers behind the enemy's wooden fence, And under the mysterious light that will hang in the air, there is no concealment at all, leaving behind a lot of corpses, all of which suffer the fate of defeat.

The stone bullets fired by these ballistas were first cross-fired, specifically to kill and injure the defenders on the battlements, and many of them had their heads cut off as soon as they were probed, or their intestines flew straight to the towers behind, and then magically, as if inducted, the ballista shots began to slowly concentrate on a certain section of the city wall, and continued non-stop.

Fragments of masonry continued to fall, indicating that this section of the wall had reached a very dangerous situation under the concentrated fire of the enemy, and the defenders in the fortress began to strengthen and support it with planks and long wooden poles in sections, under the campfire. Constant screams and screams of human figures falling from above. And the supreme commander of the fortress. The "Gateway to Asia" Otto Aarens, a standard Macedonian, also began to patrol the area under a hail of bullets, telling the interpreters to speak loudly in Egyptian and Nubian, "Do not be afraid of the momentary arrogance of the enemy, who have no water source and no stable supply in this desert, and we can easily annihilate them in pursuit as long as we hold out for two or three days." ”

"Officer. More than half of our stone projectiles, bows, water, and food have been consumed! "In the middle of the night, a weighing officer who accompanied the army ran up to the Eye Fort and reported to the bloodshot Highbrida.

"At the third sentry, distribute the rest of the provisions to the rest of the group, and take turns to rest." By this time, the four eye forts had been completely connected by the newly dug trenches, and Hebrida said, "Probably tomorrow by noon, Petnius will deliver provisions, and the cavalry cannons will make a lot more noise!" ”

Then. Petneus was almost on the verge of collapse before he could be regarded as escorting the baggage convoy. When he reached the relay point set up by Haybrid, and saw the flag of the tree here, the general, who was a little older, pleaded with the armed slaves and soldiers in a hoarse voice:

"Maybe someone should say, isn't this just for us to rest? But I say no, lads and gentlemen, my more than thirty years of military experience tells us that the key to victory or defeat in this battle is not in the Commander-in-Chief's Commander-in-Chief's Einte Corps, nor in the siege of the Thirteenth Legion, but in us, as long as we transport a bushel of wheat, or water, or javelins and stone bullets, to our brothers in front, I bet you that you will have the desire to see the wheat you send cooked, eaten by them, or to see the stone bullets you send. How did the chutes they stuffed into the ballista get into the walls of the enemy? Therefore, we must not have the slightest fatigue, all of us must follow our own mules and horses, and rely on the camp and fellow soldiers, and food and water are sufficiently guaranteed, but we must not stop, and the slaves must be rewarded and land, and the soldiers must be paid for the good booty—I understand this age, what are our original identities? They are all regarded as poor slugs in the corner by those arrogant fellows, but today the time has come to change their fate, as His Excellency the Commander-in-Chief has often said to us, after three years with a lot of money, show them! ”

In the starry night, Peternius's team, enduring the same great suffering, came forward to support at all costs, and many even used the wine brought out of the barracks to constantly scrub the bodies of the pack horses, and in order to rejuvenate them, Peternius himself dismounted and ran with everyone.

At this time, Li Bida's men and horses had arrived at the nostrils of the Taifeng evil god, many people were so tired that they couldn't stand up straight, Li Bida also hugged the owl's neck, and was so tired that he was retching down, his eyes were full of Venus shaking, and his ear drums were about to burst, so Juniper Vier beckoned, saying, "Immediately the attached cavalry brigade will all dismount, and each horse will lead two people and rush over for me." ”

Then, both the war horses and pack horses (nearly a third of whom were wounded or even killed on the way) were tied with strips of cloth and ropes, and the soldiers of the Thousand Brigade and the Cavalry Brigade were led hand in hand behind them, and these horses followed the breath left by Antony's troops, and led their comrades on the battlefield deep and shallow, among the terrible swamps of evil gods, slowly advancing.

About noon the next day, they finally came out, and on the outer hillside there were many people lying upside down on the ground, yes, the ground, the solid earth, though still so hot—this must have been the back of the fortress of Perusim, a precious little oasis, just to see the scattered palms, and the water and greenery, which for many people had a wonderful effect of bringing back to life.

Li Bida ordered the soldiers who were still able to sit up to eat on the spot, this time eating not only wheat cakes, but also dates purchased in advance from the Red Sea tribe and King Herod the Great, and those who could stand up were sent to trample on the lower legs that were lying down, so as to prevent these people from turning their muscles in the coming battle.

"Rest for a day, and then continue your journey into the oasis."

Li Bida, who was half-lying, looked at the black smoke burning everywhere in several Rome in the distance, and understood that Antony, the bastard, must still be alive, and he was facing the rear of Perusim, and the weakly guarded villages were wreaking havoc, so we could not delay, not only to ensure that this obscene plague was also the adjutant general of the Thirteenth Legion, but also to shake the will of the defenders in the back and force them to surrender as soon as possible.

After the rest was completed, Li Bida's special brigade gathered the wounded men and horses on the hidden back of a certain hill and stood by, and then the rest of the people who still had combat strength and spirit formed two lines of battle columns and meandered towards the place where the black smoke rose. (To be continued......)