Chapter 423: Elite of a Hundred Battles

Adric was so angry that he vomited blood and fell, and immediately someone around him grabbed him and held him up. Then they gathered their men and found a horse to tie the general to the horse, and the team allowed to retreat.

There was just a fierce battle, the defenders were fighting to the death, all relying on the belief in reinforcements and counterattacks that Adric said, once Adric fell, these reinforcements were going to retreat, and the remaining people in the defenders were suddenly very weak, and many people looked at the corpses all over the ground, crying, and unwilling.

Some people couldn't help but shout: "What are you retreating! We have died so many people, and we have supported ourselves until now, and we are only waiting for reinforcements to counterattack, and we will retreat in this year, are we worthy of our dead brothers?"

Someone picked the head, and immediately someone should shout, and the crowd was indignant for a while, although there were only a few people who died with Adric for the rest of their lives just now, but these people shouted one after another, and the sound made those reinforcements and cavalry feel a sense of guilt, and they only felt that if they really retreated at this moment, they would really be cowardly.

It's just that the officer who led the team was very strict, stopped the commotion under his command, and after finishing the rectification, he led the people down the street to retreat and go in the direction of the palace.

Adric was in a state of rage and vomited blood and fell into a coma, and when he was halfway there, he woke up on horseback, and once he woke up, he found that his team was retreating, and he was furious, and shouted: "Come, come, come, who ordered to retreat! Stop! Stop!"

There was his guard next to him, and he was already full of wounds, large and small, and at this moment he hurriedly came up and wept: "My lord, I can't hold it, there are too few of us, and the brigade behind us can't come up, and we can only retreat...... "Can't retreat!" Adric gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, forced himself to sit up straight on horseback, and shouted loudly: "Stop! Stop!!" What kind of identity he was, even though he was seriously injured, but once he spoke, the leading officer of the team did not dare to disobey, and the team slowed down and stopped on the road.

The officer came up and persuaded him bitterly: "My lord, it's not that we are afraid of death, but we are really on the order, and I must take you back! You are the current pillar of Osgilia, and you must not let you have anything one by one."

"Phew, the city defenses are all lost, what is the use of my Adric even if I go back alive! Nonsense! It's just nonsense!" Adric sighed, he broke free from the guards who were holding him next to him, and shouted: "The enemy attacked in a hasty manner, and they have not yet gained a firm foothold! I am afraid that their brigade will not advance until after dawn! We have only lost a Wellington gate! The other defense areas of the city defense are still in our hands! The defense area of the Arc de Triomphe and other city gates is still garrisoned! If we retreat in such a hurry, there will inevitably be chaos in the city, and many troops in the frontline city defense will not have time to retreat at all! Those troops and brothers in the city defense will just throw them to the rebels! Waiting for the bus in a hurry, how can we have time to retreat one by one with such a long line of defense! This kind of order is simply shit! I can't retreat! Even if we can't counterattack, we have to mobilize and assemble the troops of the various defense areas of the city defense one by one, so that we can fight with the rebels in the streets of the city!"

What else was the officer going to say, Adric was furious, raised his hand and pointed at him and shouted: "I am the Minister of War, and I have the final say in all military affairs in the city!

The officer's face changed, and although he was still anxious, he finally closed his mouth.

Adric immediately shouted, "Where are the knives!

His war knife had already been damaged in the fierce battle just now, and the guards around him immediately stuffed a saber into his hand, Adric forcibly supported it, took the knife, and shouted loudly with the horizontal knife: "Everyone, you can't retreat! There are still so many of our troops on the city defense, once we retreat first, they will be trapped and killed by the rebels one by one! We will kill back! Gather the defenders of the city defense, and still have the strength to fight! The empire has been thousands of years old, I don't believe that this national game will end tonight! Everyone, if you have the courage, you will go back with me and fight to the death! I, Adric, are deeply favored by the Empire, and I can only kill Adric in battle, and there is no Adric who retreats and escapes!!"

As the pillar of the city, Adric's prestige in the army is so high, tonight he experienced the battle and was seriously wounded, and he is still so proud at this moment, and his soldiers are even more enthusiastic in their hearts, especially those who fought with him for the rest of their lives in the bloody battle just now, and shouted: "That's it! It's just a life! Sacrifice your life for the country, the true character of a soldier! Your lord, take us to fight! What your long knife points at, we will never flinch!" The crowd below was high-pitched, and even the later reinforcement cavalry shouted in response.

Adric immediately gave the order, and all the men and horses turned around: "We are not going to the palace! All of them, go to the Arc de Triomphe! Go gather the army, and then fight the rebels to the death!"

There were only more than two hundred horsemen around him at the moment, half of them wounded, but fortunately, the fierce battle repelled the vanguard of the rebel army, and captured many ownerless war horses, and the horses were rich at this moment, and Adric gave the order, and the whole army immediately headed in the direction of the Arc de Triomphe.

At this moment, it was already the second half of the night, not far from dawn, and after a night of fierce fighting, the sound of fighting and shaking the sky was still heard from the direction of the Arc de Triomphe, and the catapults of both sides were still roaring, and the fire in the direction of the Wellington Gate had already alarmed the people in the city. It seems that everyone has a faint reaction that there will be a big change tonight.

Originally, there were hundreds of patrols in the city to maintain order, but tonight the city defense was attacked, the army was urgently mobilized, and many patrols were gathered away, and the fierce battle in the direction of the city defense, coupled with the fire at the city gate, and there should be chaos inside, there has gradually appeared some chaos in the city.

Adric led people all the way to the direction of the Arc de Triomphe, along the way encountered a lot of streets in some of the inner should be set on fire to instigate, when the chaos, there are always some wolf-hearted people taking advantage of the fire to rob, some land hooligans and the like also took the opportunity to commotion, at night, some neighborhoods have fallen into chaos, houses were set on fire, many people took advantage of the night to start arson and robbery. Most of the patrolmen in the city were drawn, and the rest of the men were far from enough to maintain order, and in some places, the soldiers of the patrols were surrounded by chaos.

Adric led his men all the way, galloping his horse down the long street, and whenever there was a commotion in the street, he ordered the cavalry to be killed.

Along the way, some of the people who had taken advantage of the fire to loot met Adric's cavalry on the street, and they were immediately scattered, and Adric sent two cavalrymen with loud voices to rush to the front, galloping all the way, and shouting all the way: "General Adric again! The troops along the way quickly entered the team!!" Sure enough, this way galloped, and gathered some chaotic soldiers in the chaos, less than three or five horses, more than ten horses. Running all the way, Adric's team gradually expanded a lot, he is the leader of the city, naturally familiar with the terrain, along the way even walked through the city gates and city defenses, gathering the defenders of each defense area

On this night, the Arc de Triomphe was earth-shattering, and the order to mobilize the troops had been back and forth many times, and the defenders of the other gates, some had already discovered the fire in the direction of the Wellington Gate, and some had sent a horse to listen to the news, but in the chaos, they did not dare to move without military orders, Adric brought people to come in person, and immediately ordered the assembly of troops, abandoned the defense area, and gathered the defenders of the defense area of these city defenses section by section, and all took them towards the Arc de Triomphe.

The speed slowed down along the way to gather the army, but after running through three or four city gates, Adric's men had gathered no less than three or five thousand men, but most of them were infantry, and the team was snowballing and growing. ))$

In the middle of the night, 'Xiao'er had already turned over and got up, and he asked the servants of the house to carry a ladder, and climbed up to the roof of the house himself, looking in the direction of the city defense.

The sound of fierce battle roaring in the direction of the Arc de Triomphe in the distance had been sounding for a long time, and the fat man's face was gloomy, and he also felt a burst of uneasiness in his heart.

"Damn, this eyelid is jumping, there must be something bad going to happen, those rabbit cubs outside the city, this ghost cold weather, it's not good to drill the quilt, what to do when you climb out and hit the triumphal arch, is it too long?"

Ruhl stood on the roof of the house, and the cold wind made him shiver a little. Although the servants in the family around him couldn't stop persuading, the fat general just refused to go down to the roof, and stood on the roof for half the night, just staring at the direction of the Arc de Triomphe, listening to the increasingly fierce roaring and fighting in the distance.

It wasn't until the second half of the night that fires gradually appeared in the direction of many blocks in the city, and the fat man's face finally changed, and he slapped his thigh: "Damn! It seems that there is an internal response!

Ruhl was anxious in his heart, and circled back and forth on the roof: "Something is wrong! Something is wrong!

The fat man said to himself here, and finally his heart was horizontal, and he didn't have time to climb the ladder, so he jumped directly from the roof and landed in the courtyard, and the fat man almost flashed his waist in the dark, and before he could stand up straight, he shouted loudly: "Come! Come! Prepare the horses! Prepare Lao Tzu's war horses! Go and lift out Lao Tzu's weapons and armor! General Ben wants to go out and kill people!!"

The servants in his family have followed him for many years, and they suddenly dispersed to be busy under the fat man's order, and after a while, someone carried out the fat man's armor and weapons, and the two servants served the fat man to put on the heavy armor, and the fat man's brows were tightly locked, and his face was gloomy, but he suddenly raised his head and looked at the faint fire in the other direction in the distance. In the middle of the night, if there is a fire in any place, it is really eye-catching.

As soon as he saw the firelight, the fat man suddenly poured his spirit, and put on the heavy armor like a turtle shell, as if he couldn't care about it, with a kind of extraordinary agility, he slipped up to the roof of the house, looked up, the fat man's face became more and more difficult to see, and he jumped to his feet again and again: "It's not good, it's not good! It's the direction of the city gate of Wellington! Damn, such a big fire, I'm afraid the city gate will be lost! Damn it! Adric, what are you going to eat! What kind of bullshit city defense is arranged!!"

The fat man was so anxious that he screamed, flew down, rushed to the horse brought by the servant, took off a horn, and blew violently on his cheeks.

He blew the emergency assembly horn in the army, and the fat man stood in the courtyard for a while, and suddenly heard a commotion in the backyard, and after a while, seven or eight men rushed out.

The seven or eight people who rushed out, all of them were solemn, some were wearing leather coats, some were simply wearing a tattered linen clothes, but everyone was holding weapons, some were holding swords, some were holding knives, and some were carrying hammers, and in a moment they rushed out and gathered around the fat man.

Most of these people were wrapped in bandages, some of their heads were wrapped like cloth, some were wrapped around their legs and feet, some were wrapped around their shoulders, and some of them were clearly limping when they came out. Everyone has a lot of injuries on their bodies.

Ruhl looked at these people to his side, and shouted intently: "Something happened in the city! Everyone, do you have the courage to fight again!" Although these people were all injured, they all straightened their necks and shouted: "How dare you!

Ruhl laughed wildly and shouted: "Go and call all the brothers in the house! I still have some armor and weapons in the storehouse of my house, let everyone share them! I blow the horn three times, and all of them are assembled, and if anyone is slow for half a minute, the military law will punish them!" The men replied violently, and ran out from the side of the book. The fat man stood on the spot, silently calculated the time in his heart, and then raised the horn and blew it again.

It was only the second time that the assembly horn was blown, and I saw that many people had already poured in at the gates next to the courtyard. These people were all fully armed, wearing armor or leather armor, and their weapons were different, some held spears, some held swords, and some really had no weapons in their hands, so they simply did not know where to cut a table leg and copied it in their hands. The second trumpet was blown, and more than 100 people had already gathered in this mirror.

These people are all murderous, the hundred people gathered in the courtyard, but none of them were noisy and noisy, Hei Yaya gathered in front of the fat man, quickly lined up and stood up, and suddenly there was a rush of anger! This is clearly the kind of evil spirit that rolls in and out of the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses I don't know how many times it can be experienced. These more than 100 people stood in front of the fat man, but they seemed to be like more than 100 swords out of their sheaths, and they were evil!

But if you look closely, these elites who are so strong that people dare not look at them are most of them crippled soldiers, everyone is wrapped in bandages, many people are still covered with red blood stains on the bandages, and some people are missing limbs and feet, and even some people are missing arms and legs, a man standing in front of the fat man, the entire left arm was cut off with the shoulder, and the shoulder was wrapped with a thick strap, but in front of the fat man, he straightened his waist, and at night, it was like a spear standing in front of him! Of the more than 100 soldiers in the courtyard, none of them were able-bodied!

These people are actually the rest of the original Rhodria cavalry, in the night when the Rhodrian cavalry attacked the city and the whole army was annihilated, the fat man finally rushed into the city with only a few hundred horsemen to escort the crown prince Garcia, and among the remaining hundreds of horsemen, thirty percent of them were seriously injured and died, and some were slightly injured, and after treatment, they were recharged into the city defense.

The rest of the Baiyu people were all elite veterans who were seriously injured and disabled after the fierce battle that night, and could no longer serve in the army, so they could only retire. Some of these people had spicy hands and feet, some had broken legs, and some were seriously injured and bedridden for months.

The Rhodria cavalry was not originally an army stationed in the imperial capital, and the soldiers in the army were not natives of the imperial capital.

At this moment, under the convening of the fat man, although it was the middle of the night, these people were also disabled, but they gathered quickly, but in just 31 pieces, they were equipped and lined up in front of the fat man!

The fat man took a deep breath, blushed his face, turned over and jumped onto a stone in the courtyard, and shouted: "Brothers! Lao Tzu is no longer talking nonsense! Something is wrong in the city! Those rabbit cubs outside are afraid that they have already entered the city! I know that everyone has shed enough blood and sacrificed enough for the Empire! But tonight, I, Ruhr, have to summon you over, just because I still need you to shed some more blood tonight!! You are no longer soldiers of the Empire, but you are still Byzantine men!I only ask you, now those rebels are in the city, do you dare to go out and kill again!!"

The fat man's angry voice spread throughout this small courtyard, the voice fell, but no one spoke, these majestic but injured men, everyone looked up at the fat man with a strange look, as if they all felt that the words that the fat man had just said were really ridiculous.

After sinking for a while, the one-armed man standing in front of the fat man suddenly shouted: "My lord, what kind of bullshit are you talking about! Our Rodria cavalry, from the moment we put on this skin, where is the word 'afraid' in our minds? You ask us if we dare, did we drink too much last night! Hahahaha!!" With a wild laugh, more than 100 people in the courtyard burst into laughter, and the laughter was full of majesty!

In the midst of the laughter, someone shouted below: "Although Lao Tzu is missing a hand, one hand can also kill a few rebels!"

"My brother died in front of my eyes a few months ago, and that day he killed nine rebels, and Lao Tzu only killed six! I was worried that after he died in the future, I saw him face in the ground! Haha, my lord, tonight is a good opportunity! Lao Tzu just killed the rebels, and he made up enough numbers!!"

"My lord, give me a horse, Lao Tzu was the best riding skill in the whole camp back then!!" My lord, although I am lame, give me a rope to tie to the horse, when charging, if Lao Tzu is slow by half a minute, he is not considered a Rodrian!!"

Seeing the excitement of the crowd below, Ruhr only felt that a stream of blood was almost spurting into his head, and the tiger roared: "Okay! All line up! Although I go out to kill someone!!"

More than 100 men immediately straightened out, and quickly lined up a queue, and the first person was the one-armed man, shouting: "Rodria!!"

In the courtyard of "Forward !!!", more than 100 people shouted in unison!