"Your Excellency, Lord Marquis Leonardo, wake up. The Marquis Leonardo, in his deep sleep, faintly heard such a voice.

Then he jumped up reflexively, and one hand quickly touched the hilt of the sword at his waist, and the whole movement was synthesized in one go, which was called a fluent.

No matter who has been on the battlefield like the Flesh Mill for such a period of time, they will also develop such a sensitive reaction and alertness.

At the same time, before his eyes could be fully opened, a series of questions were asked: "Has the enemy attacked? How many people are there, and what kind of troops?" ”

His question was not answered in any way, because when he saw the situation around him thoroughly, he realized that there was no so-called enemy attack at all, and one of the petty officers who woke him up was looking at him with a cramped face.

Seeing that the Marquis Leonardo was about to get angry, the little officer hurriedly explained: "My lord, it is like this, the other side sent a messenger, saying that their commander proposed a truce for half a day, so that everyone can bring back all the corpses of the soldiers killed in the battle, otherwise it will not be a good thing for either side to cause a plague in such a hot weather." ”

Leonardo only thought about it for a moment, and then instructed the petty officer: "Okay, go and tell them that you will agree, and also send five hundred men to recover the bodies of our brothers who died in battle, and then cremate them, and leave a little vigilance, and the rest of the people will sleep well for half a day." ”

As soon as the words fell, the Marquis Leonardo saw the joy in the eyes of the little officer, and it was obvious that he was happy and excited for this half day of peace.

It's just that Leonardo, who can rarely rest assured that he can sleep for half a day, no longer has the slightest sleepiness, and there is no strong external pressure for the time being, but all kinds of thoughts in his heart can't be suppressed.

It was not that he trusted the other commander's request to agree to it, but that Leonardo knew the commander on the other side very well; Count Yuorev, the division commander of the 3rd Division of the Imperial Southern Army, was also his best friend when he was studying at the Imperial Military Academy.

Although at this time, the two of them are their own masters, but for Yuorev's character, Leonardo still knows that the other party will not use that kind of sneak attack method at all, but it is undoubtedly a very ironic thing that his former friend has now become an opponent on the battlefield.

"I don't know what kind of benefits this boy Yuorev will get after being co-opted by Prince Eugen? Will he be promoted to the next level again, so if I take refuge in the past? Will he marry the lord of Diggs, that tender little girl. Leonardo simply lay himself on the couch and thought wildly.

Then, the Marquis Leonardo shook his head and shook off these thoughts that made him feel a little funny, as a young officer who had always been valued by the Roland Empire, his body, and even the entire family, were deeply imprinted with the imprint of Roland IX.

I'm afraid that even if he is cheeky and takes refuge in the past, Prince Eugen will not dare to accept him, and there is a huge family behind him.

"In that case, then fight to the death, in case there will be a miracle. Leonardo gritted his teeth and made such a decision......

Sure enough, as expected by Lord Marquis Leonardo, the commander of the other side did not make any attacks or provocations at all during the appointed time, which allowed him to rest well, now only about 6,000 men.

Moreover, Leonardo once again waited for reinforcements of 3,000 people, but to the criticism of the Marquis, the strength of these 3,000 reinforcements was really not very good.

Sheriffs in brass hats and black uniforms, retired veterans in old leather armor, and even reservist hairy boys with unfinished mouths are the last group of miscellaneous fish that are said to have formed the last support force in recent days.

And along with these 3,000 miscellaneous reinforcements, there were also a batch of iron ball bombs produced by the Roland Empire, and there was also an order that drove the Marquis Leonardo crazy: no matter what, he must continue to hold on to this place for three days.

"Hey, there are no reinforcements, and Lao Tzu is not allowed to retreat, doesn't this make Lao Tzu die. Leonardo grumbled.

However, he knew very well in his heart that His Majesty Roland IX could not help it, although in total, the troops loyal to His Majesty the Emperor within the empire were much more than those of Prince Eugen, but now they were basically all over the vast borders and territories of the empire.

Rushing back to the imperial capital at their distance, I'm afraid it will be a few months later.

On the other side, Prince Eugen had already secretly moved a large number of troops to the periphery of the imperial capital to hide, and even secretly attracted a lot of troops stationed around Haxaburg, plus some neutral troops who saw the wind and steered to take refuge; now the strength advantage of Prince Eugen's side in Haxaburg is at least three times more.

Relying on the superiority of troops, Prince Eugen launched an all-round attack, and more than a dozen large and small battlefields were tightened at the same time, no wonder His Majesty Roland IX at this time was seriously tightened with troops at hand......

Almost as soon as the agreed time had passed, a dense crowd suddenly poured out hundreds of paces away from the barricades, and the three rows of tall soldiers in the front, all of them formed a continuous shield wall with large tower shields, and the back were all hoplites like iron cans.

Looking at the familiar banner in the hoplite formation, Leonardo cried out in horror: "Hell, this is the Granburg Heavy Infantry Regiment, Prince Eugen's old bastard has even pulled this army over; ”

At this time, there were only three ballista triggers left on the barricade, and under the order of the Marquis, they were smashed down hard, and the three ballistas, which were tightened by the rope of ox tendons, were aimed at the dense formation in front and shot over.

Under the ballista thick and two-meter-long ballista, even the hoplite regiment with heavy armor and a tower shield in its hand was powerless; the three-shot ballista directly hit the dense crowd on the opposite side, striking three bloody paths, and the ballista caused people to turn on their backs, which was simply not something that could be resisted by manpower.

These three ballistae, to say the least, took the lives of more than thirty hoplites, but compared to the thousands of hoplite regiments, they were not at all easy; by the time the ballista was loaded, they would have rushed to the point of close combat.

After a little formation, the hoplite regiment sped up and rushed towards this side, and after they had reached a distance of a hundred paces, the Marquis Leonardo shouted: "Crossbowmen, shoot ......"