Chapter Ninety-Three: Five Consecutive Slashes!
The plaster cast sealing the city gate was quickly broken, and hundreds of people worked together to push the siege cart away, and a large number of cavalry slaughtered out of the city, and the tide of battle was turned in an instant.
David Mo took the lead and went straight to where Kubli's body was, and when he saw his half-kneeling corpse, he quickly turned over and dismounted, trying to lift Kubli's body.
Unfortunately, the corpse was slightly stiff, and if it was forcibly lifted, it would only cause damage, so in desperation, he had to order four soldiers to lift Kuburi and bring him into the city.
Most of the soldiers of the Roman Empire scattered or surrendered on their knees, but a small number still resisted desperately. Among them is the 13th Regiment under Sariev, the commander of the regiment, Feyn would not retreat, and vowed to fight to the end with the Holy Emperor's ** team.
Seeing that Finn was in a no-man's land, Moknash didn't have time to pay attention to Kubli's remains, drew a long knife, unleashed the fighting spirit of the silver eighth level, and rushed towards Finn fiercely.
Fein is a gold-level powerhouse, and Moknash was suppressed after a look, and he was afraid that his soul would be scattered at the slightest distraction, and he couldn't help shouting at the moment: "All the soldiers help me kill this fang together!"
Several battalion commanders around him heard his call and stepped forward, and three warriors of the fifth level of silver joined the battle, including Moknash, and the four of them joined forces to fight with Finn to a draw.
When Fern saw that the Divine Emperor's ** team was bullying more and less, he immediately laughed and said, "Rat Generation, let's see how your grandfather beheaded the four of you!"
As the words fell, Finn went berserk, a pair of silver axes whirring, coming and going like the wind, unstoppable.
At the next level, a silver fifth-level battalion commander was a little careless, and was hit by him with an axe, the silver-white fighting qi cover on his chest suddenly shattered, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell off the war horse, his eyes were white and he was already dead!
When Moknash saw this scene, his heart immediately twisted like a knife, and he shouted angrily: "Dim!"
The long knife in his hand emitted a dazzling white light, and the fighting qi on his body was extremely fast, taking advantage of Finn's slight distraction, a knife fell on his fighting qi cover.
With a "bang", a ripple rippled on the golden fighting energy cover, Finn's figure stagnated slightly, and the long knives of the other two battalion commanders also fell on his shoulders.
After three consecutive blows, the golden fighting aura shield was still not broken, and a sense of powerlessness rose in the hearts of Moknash and the others, the iron laws of nature made it impossible for them to defeat this gold-level powerhouse at all.
Seeing that the remaining three people couldn't hurt him in the slightest, Finn's eyes became even more proud, and he mocked: "A silver-level warrior dares to challenge me!
At the moment, he didn't care about the attack of the three of them, and a pair of silver axes went straight to Moknash, because he clearly saw the deputy head medal on Moknash's chest.
The twin axes smashed Moknash's long knife, and the strong force made the long knife unbearable, and a crack appeared from the top of the blade, and the entire long knife was split into three, leaving only a lone hilt in Moknash's hand.
At that moment, his heart was horrified, and he saw that a pair of silver axes with cold light were about to fall on his body, and suddenly there was a roar in his ears, although it was not as loud as what he had just heard, but the low breath still made people breathless.
Finn's movements suddenly froze, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and the golden douqi shield on his body, as if it was a shattered glass cover, shattered with a bang, and the powerful energy dissipated in the air.
Then the silver axe in his hand slowly fell to the ground, and one fell from the warhorse, and the weapon slowly dissipated into the air with the death of the host because of the spiritual agreement, and a seven-star rare divine weapon disappeared.
Moknash took a long breath, only to find that his entire back had been soaked in cold sweat, and his eyes looked into the distance, only to see David Mo withdraw his longbow with an indifferent face, and slowly probe their horses.
Looking at the battalion commander who had just passed away, David Mo felt a little guilty in his heart, he could have opened the bow in advance just now, but it was a pity that he was delayed for a while in order to arrange Kubli's remains.
There was a faint sadness in his eyes, and he blamed himself a little: "If I could have opened the bow earlier, Dim would not have died tragically...... I was a little careless. ”
Although he was still a young regiment commander, he was already familiar with the names of officers above the company level in the army, and Dim was almost two hundred years old, and he had participated in many wars between the Holy and the Romans, but he did not expect to die here today.
Moknash was also a little unbearable for Diem's death, but in his opinion, the soldiers were ready to sacrifice at any time when they were in the army to defend the country, and life and death had been put aside for them.
So he opened his mouth to comfort: "Don't blame yourself so much, everyone's life has already been destined by the God of Light, and if you die in battle today, it can only be said that Dimu's fate is doomed......"
David Mo nodded, personally lifted Diem's body and put it on horseback, glanced at the entire battlefield, and said to Moknash: "Sweep the battlefield and try not to let go of any Roman living force." ”
Moknash hurriedly bowed down to receive the order, and together with the remaining two battalion commanders, he turned on his horse and organized the soldiers to start a line, like a monstrous net sprinkled on the army of the Roman Empire.
With the demise of Finn, a gold-level powerhouse, all the Roman soldiers who still wanted to resist had no longer to rely on, and Lucas fled the battlefield with a large group of the central army, and the remaining Roman troops suddenly became lambs to the slaughter.
David Mo pulled out a few men to escort Deem's body away, and he led a group of men to continue the search for the battlefield, as Kubri was followed by two deputy division commanders and two other regimental commanders.
The two deputy division commanders are Paul and Julian, both of whom are third-class marquises, Paul has the strength of the first level of gold, and Julian only has the ninth level of silver.
The role of the deputy division commander was basically the same as that of the overseer, and they were not directly involved in the management of military affairs, but were responsible for writing the edict and informing the emperor of the entire battle.
The commanders of the other two regiments were Ilya and Nicholas, of which Ilya was the eighth level of silver and the seventh level of Nicholas silver. These two people basically climbed up by relying on their relationship, and this time they were sent to the battlefield, and both of them secretly called unlucky.
Because the order of the Military Aircraft Department was too sudden, they had no time to dredge up the relationship and transfer from their posts, so they rushed to southern Xinjiang with Kubury.
Therefore, when Kuburi divided the troops, he specially appointed David Mo to lead the troops to fight alone, and he was a hundred uneasy about these two related household leaders.
An hour later, the four men were finally found, but Paul had become a corpse and Julian was seriously wounded. As for Elijah and Nicholas, the two of them were unscathed, just a little disgraced.
Julian witnessed the whole course of the war, Paul killed a deputy division commander of the Roman Empire, but was attacked from behind by Sariev and stabbed to death by a lance, he was fighting another deputy division commander of the Roman Empire, although he was killed in battle, but he himself was seriously wounded.
As for Ilya and Nicholas, the thought of the two of them made Julian feel resentful. These two villains, who are greedy for life and afraid of death, after seeing Sariev kill Paul, actually took off the regimental commander's medal on their chests to prevent them from being targeted by the enemy.
However, he admired David Mo for turning the tide of the battle in his heart, and bowed to David Mo and said: "Commander Mo turned things around with his own strength, and Julian thanked him here!
Speaking of this, he glanced at Ilya and Nicholas beside him slightly, and said with cold and hateful eyes: "As for those cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death, I will also report it!"
Hearing his words, Elijah and Nicholas glanced at each other, and the two of them were embarrassed and disgraced, and the regimental commander's medal on their chests had long since disappeared.
Nicholas was the first to speak: "Lord Marquis, what you said is not right, we all admit that Commander Mo has turned things around. But the Royal Forbidden Army has no backward breeds, and everyone is a man who dares to fight!"
Ilya also echoed: "Commander Nicol is right, our royal forbidden army, which is not an iron-clad man! If someone dares to slander the soldiers who bravely kill the enemy, I am afraid that the army's morale will be unstable at that time!"
His words were prickly, and there was a hint of persecution, so that Julian could affirm the merits of the two of them, and only three people could write the recitals of the imperial court, namely the division commander, the supreme commander of the local garrison, and the deputy division commander.
Therefore, once Julian wrote bad things about them in the cantata, the court would have to hold them accountable. Instead of spending money on the top and bottom, it's better to start working on it now.
It's a pity that he was disappointed, Julian was not afraid of him at all, because as long as David Mo was there, the military spirit would not waver, and the prestige of the strong in the army was not something that these clowns could shake at all.
Seeing that the coercion failed, Ilya looked at David Mo with a grimace, and said with a sneer: "We don't need to be praised by others for our merits, as long as our hard work is recognized." Commander Mo, what do you say?"
David Mo smiled faintly, he had never had a good impression of people who were greedy for life and afraid of death, but there were still many things at the moment, he was noncommittal at the moment, and he changed the topic without leaving a trace: "I am only responsible for leading the troops and receiving orders, and I don't know anything else......"
At this point, he paused for a moment and instructed Moknash, who was behind him, "Leave all the care of the captives to Tielebi, and you organize men to strengthen the fortifications in the city as soon as possible." ”
Then he bowed slightly to Yurian and said lightly: "The bones of Master Hou and many officers are not cold, and you still need to preside over this big funeral matter......
Julian didn't dare to make a big deal with David Mo anymore, so he hurriedly avoided him and said to him: "Commander Mo must not salute me, but I can't stop it." I am duty-bound to Hou Ye's affairs, and I will definitely let Hou Ye go decently!"
David Mo nodded, not caring about his respect, and now continuing to be humble would inevitably seem a little hypocritical. The strength he has shown now has made him stand at the highest point of power in this army!