Chapter 1370: A Quiet Day
Since the beginning of the war, the strategic plan carried out by the Semitic Army Group North has been extremely successful.
The Semites use the Terran traitor De Rossi to create internal unrest.
In order to quell the turmoil, the Ruman Empire had to transfer all the main forces in the north, which also made the northern garrison extremely empty.
At this time, the Semitic Legion that had secretly infiltrated the Great Snow Mountain area took advantage of the situation to kill.
Once they succeed in breaking through the northern defenses, they will rush down like a flood, wreaking havoc on the essence of the entire Ruman Empire, destroying the most powerful empire of the Terrans. Then they can use the abundant resources of the empire as their base to easily recruit powerful legions, or necromantic legions, and then sweep the entire Terran. ""The fastest update, full text hand-typed
It's a pity that the Semitic people have made a lot of calculations, but they have not counted the powerful ability of the Terrans to transport troops.
This was a fatal mistake in this war.
Although the Semitic tribes rushed out of the Great Snow Mountain, at this time, the Terrans used a big trick that seemed almost crazy to them, and directly used the war fortress to transport troops~!
Lorraine used the war fortress to transport the most elite Thor artillery brigade under his command to the northern city of Weiji. Baidu search "" to see the latest chapters
The Semitic Northern Legion met under the city of Jecheng and broke the bloodstream,
Although the Semitic commander Orlandini reacted in time, leaving a small force to monitor the Terran forces in the city, and then led the large army directly around the city of Viji and went straight to the interior of the empire.
But at this time, they had wasted a lot of time, which was precious time for the Semites, and at the same time, it also gave humanity plenty of buffer.
The people of the empire, under official organizations, or spontaneously, continued to retreat towards the south.
With tears in their eyes, they burned the fields that were about to be harvested. Destruction of roads. Tear down your own house. Poisoning or killing poultry and livestock that cannot be taken away. Even throwing dead rats into every well.
Before they could evacuate, they had turned their land into a charred black, leaving the Semitic army with little effective supply.
In this situation, Orlandini had to divide his army into three routes in order to be restocked.
The number of people the land carries is limited, and if hundreds of thousands of legions pass by on the same road, just drinking water will be enough to drain the wells along the way. If you run slowly. I can't even drink urine.
Despite Orlandini's best efforts to properly deploy the three-way army, it was inevitable that the pace of the march became slower.
Not to mention, the Terrans also have a large number of guerrillas.
Their composition is extremely complex, there are those from the Central Army of the Empire, those sent by Lorraine, those from the Eastern Province who rushed to help in the war, those who live locally and are unwilling to evacuate, and even a large number of people who originally did not need to be the emperor. Bandits and robbers who occupy the mountains as kings.
The dogs never say hello to each other, as long as they see a bargain. He screamed, rushed out, slashed a few times, grabbed something, and wreaked havoc......
Those people almost never get tired, even if they catch a few here and cut off their heads. But in the next moment, before this side could relax, they attacked again.
In this way, the Semitic army advanced south under the attack of the guerrillas and roadside bombs.
These vicious methods of the Rumans caused a great disturbance to the march, but it was only a distraction.
Without the regular army in formation and fighting the Semitic army, the momentum of the Semitic army to the south would be unstoppable.
For an army of 400,000 people, these methods were just a disease of ringworm.
It's not that the regular army of Ruman is absent, but it never plays with the Semites.
To date, Orlandini has discovered several large Ruman legions, which have always been around the Semitic army.
They were garrisons in the northern provinces, only watching, but never challenging the Semites.
To Orlandini, they were like pesky flies, buzzing around him and humming, unable to get rid of him.
Whenever Orlandini sent several divisions of troops to gather food and forage, they would suddenly gather and storm the Semitic forces that had broken away from the main force.
Once Orlandini sent a large army to support, the Juman Legion would disperse in a hurry. Retreat for dozens, even hundreds of kilometers, and then gather again.
In this land, the Joumans have absolute geographical advantages and human advantages, intelligence and familiarity with the terrain, and Orlandini's actions are transparent to the Joumans.
Those humans didn't even have to get closer, just looked at the dust flying in the sky from afar, and they could know where the Semitic legions had gone and how many people had come.
But for Orlandini, the actions of the Joumans are hidden in a black fog.
For the Semitic armies, these Ruman legions watching them were always a nuisance.
Orlandini set up ambushes to destroy them on several occasions, but the Juman Legion seemed to have opened their eyes to see Orlandini's actions clearly.
The Semitic army repeatedly flew into the air, wasting nothing but wasting time.
Orlandini knew that the other party's generals were also cunning and cunning, and that too much entanglement with them would not only not be beneficial, but would also drag down the entire army.
However, today was obviously a good day, and after only one roadside bomb on the road, nothing happened for a day, which was really a peaceful day.
The Semitic army made it all the way to dark, and then camped for the night next to the official road.
The soldiers did not work together in a complete defense such as a barracks, but surrounded the carts outside, and the soldiers pitched their tents behind them for the night.
And they are not unarmoured, their horses are not unsaddled, and each of them holds his weapon, ready to jump up and fight at any time.
The three-way army was divided into countless large and small camps, and the tents stretched for more than ten miles.
The sky was getting completely dark, and the sky was full of bright stars.
The Semitic soldiers, who had been on the road all day, fell asleep, while the guards on duty at night stared at the darkness with wide eyes and trembled, and when they heard the slightest sound of wind and grass, they immediately bent down and hid.
As the clock ticked, snoring erupted in the camp, and weary soldiers snorted as loudly as bullfrogs.
After a change of guard, nothing happened, and the nerves of the soldiers on duty involuntarily relaxed.
Orlandini's tent is in the middle of the camp. Under protection. Although it was already midnight. But the lights are still on.
The Semitic commander lay in front of his desk, carefully studying the map inch by inch, looking up from time to time, and muttering, "Haven't you started tonight?"
The guards behind him looked at each other helplessly, then shrugged with a wry smile.
Everyone is used to the sneak attack of the human race, and this suddenly does not come, and everyone is very uncomfortable.
At this time, an angry roar suddenly sounded outside the tent, and someone shouted, "Who is it?"
The guards protecting the tent were immediately alert.
Someone surrounded Orlandini in the middle, someone drew his weapon and strode out. Some officers have already roared angrily: "Transfer." Reinforcements, quick, protect the adults ......"
can suddenly rush to the vicinity of the handsome tent, he is definitely the master of the masters, and there is no negligence on the part of everyone.
Outside the tent, hundreds of soldiers were armed with swords and spears, or bows and arrows, all aimed at a black figure floating a few meters above the ground.
"What kind of person, report your name~!" an officer shouted.
The black figure snorted coldly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I want to see your general." There is important military intelligence. β
As he spoke, he reached out and cast a dark spell into the air.
Everyone saw a green light flashing in the sky. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief: the only one who can cast this kind of spell is the lich.
The shadow is his own.
But out of caution, they did not relax, and the captain of the guard at the head of the guard shouted, "You are the one, I don't think I have seen you." β
As he spoke, he had already changed to honorifics.
The lich said impatiently: "You are not qualified to know, get out of the way~!"
The chief guard's face changed.
"Please come in, Master. Orlandini's voice rang out from inside the tent.
The guards withdrew from the encirclement and made way for a road.
The lich landed in the air, the green light in his eyes flashing, and his heart was very dissatisfied.
The uncle forgot his life and death, traveled thousands of miles, lost his proud men, and came with important information, but Orlandini did not come out to greet him personally, and a Semitic man dared to be so arrogant to their Eternals.
However, at the moment, the overall situation is important, and this tone can only be pressed for the time being.
"Go back to the high priest and see how I can put on your little shoes. The lich muttered to himself, and walked into Orlandini's tent.
Orlandini walked out from behind the table, stepped forward and bowed slightly, and said, "Master, please don't mind, my men are a little too nervous, after all, this is on the enemy's territory.
However, Master, you are very naΓ―ve. β
The lich waved his hand, and said in a hoarse voice with pride, "My name is Heylord." β
Orlandini's eyes lit up suddenly, and he said excitedly: "It turned out to be you, the master, I have admired you for a long time." β
He bowed deeply to Hylord and said, "Sense."
Thank you for your outstanding work ahead. β
As he spoke, he waved to the guard next to him. The guard hurriedly handed over a box.
Orlandini presented the box to Helord with his own hands, and said, "Master, to show my respect to you, a little bit of a matter. Please accept it. β
He didn't mention it at all, and the trouble that Herod had brought to the army was as if he was suffering from amnesia.
Hylord glanced down, even through the box, he could clearly feel the magic fluctuations coming from inside, obviously there was a large piece of pure magic crystal.
Heylord couldn't help but be happy in his heart, although he was a lich, but there were not many high-end goods like this.
However, on the surface, he just smiled reservedly, flicked his long sleeves, and quietly put away the box. Then he smiled: "Haha, my lord is so polite." β
He paused, then changed his tone and said, "I won't talk nonsense anymore." I'm here this time because it's a matter of importance. I brought the last and most important piece of information. β
"And finally, the most important?" Orlandini looked at Hylord with wide eyes.
Heylord sighed regretfully and said, "Probably, our intelligence agent lurking in the core of the enemy has died. β
"It's a shame. Orlandini's expression was quite regretful, but in his heart he didn't care who died, the dead were dark mages anyway, and the important thing was intelligence. And only intelligence.
"However, I have obtained the battle plan sent to the Emperor by the enemy, Grand Duke Julius. Heyrod the Lich pulled the envelope out of his bosom. Raised it in his hand and shook it.
Orlandini was stunned for a moment. With a look of surprise on his face, he said, "This ......"
At this time, there was a sudden commotion outside, and the Semitic camp suddenly boiled, followed by the sound of gongs and drums, as if someone was still talking loudly and vulgarly in a small tune, which was very lively.
An officer ran in quickly and said, "Lord Qiyu, the enemy is attacking." Two sentinels died. β
But the expression on his face was more like a sigh of relief.
Orlandini also smiled bitterly, as if relieved, "It's finally here." β
Then he muttered in a low voice, "I can sleep well at night." β
The lich Heylord looked at them with a strange expression and asked puzzledly, "What's going on?"
"It's nothing," said Orlandini, waving his hand, "the Jumans have to make trouble every night, and they are used to it, and we dare not sleep if they don't make trouble." β
Hylord was stunned for a moment, and said secretly in his heart: What kind of strange truth is this, there is nothing wrong with this guy, right?
Then he said, "Just kill them." β
Orlandini shook his head and said, "Master, you don't know anything. They're just going to toss us and pull out the people. On the contrary, it is right in their arms, anyway, they will leave after a while, don't pay attention to it. β
Hylode glanced Orlandini up and down, and said to himself: Is it okay to do this? Forget it, it's none of my business.
Hand the envelope to Orlandini.
Orlandini immediately opened it, and the letter was densely written with letters, detailing the location and number of reinforcements from Jouman, as well as the war plan drawn up by the Grand Duke.
The Eastern Legion, the legion near the city of Ruman, and the city of Ruman, would be arranged in a horned pattern, and when the Semitic attacked the city, they would attack the Semitic from both sides.
At this moment, the Ruman army, which is outside the Semitic army, will detour behind the Semitic people, cut off their retreat and supplies, and attack them from the rear.
As long as it lasts for half a month, the Semitic army, which lacks supplies, will lose its combat effectiveness.
Orlandini sneered, for him, the important thing about this information is not the battle plan, after the Ruman people know that the information is leaked, they will definitely revise the battle plan, and the plan formulated by Archduke Julius is not brilliant.
This plan cannot be said to be wrong, it is running for the life of the Semitic people.
Due to the scorched earth policy of humanity, the Semitic army is now trying their best to collect, but they still lack enough food and have to ration it according to the amount.
But this tactic will not work for him.
The importance of this information is that it makes it clear about the military strength of the Rumans.
Orlandini finally knew how many Jumans he would face.
The only 100,000 people that Archduke Julius could deploy in place were not at all the 300,000 he claimed, and Archduke Julius's army was still on the way.
Archduke Julius went from Constantine to Juman much more than he went from Vizis to Joman.
The city of Ruman gathered the militia around it, and there were seventy or eighty thousand people.
But the level of training equipment was not high, and in this letter, Archduke Julian said not to count on them.
Ru Mancheng can be said to have the strength to fight, only a few 20,000 people of the Royal Praetorian Guard.
And the Rumans, who were secretly monitoring him around, had only five local legions, also more than 20,000 people, so there was nothing to worry about.
In this way, the total strength of Ruman City is less than half of his.
Of course, after a long delay, there will be more and more Rumans, which will inevitably be unfavorable to him.
However, Orlandini had a quick way to win.
The northern elite brought out by the Marquis of Marleton has indeed caused a great loss of strength to the Juman Empire, and it is still entangled in the Kingdom of Kiel and cannot move.
By the time Orlandini looked up again, it was already quiet outside, and it seemed that it was just a farce, as he said.
Orlandini let out a long laugh and said, "The people of Ruman, that's just it, thanks to the master, with this information, as long as the reinforcements of the divine seat are in place, I am confident that I can take Ruman City in the shortest possible time." β
"That's very good. The lich Heylord bowed his head and said, "It's not in vain that we sacrificed one of our most valuable intelligence officers. β
"Now we're going to speed up our march," Orlandini said, "Master, please rest early, too." β
The lich Heylord waved his hand and said, "No need, I still have to go to the throne." β
Then he sneered and said viciously: "I have been out for too long, and I guess some people have forgotten me." β
He knew that since he got the top-secret information of the Ruman Alchemy Research Institute, Edwood had become a high counselor, and he had been circling around the high priest all day long, giving advice to the high priest, and had faintly become the head of the lich.
This is something that Hylord absolutely does not want to see.
That night, Orlandini had a rare night's sleep, and in his dream he had seen the army rushing into the palace of Joudren, and he was sitting on the throne of Joudren laughing.
Over the next few days, the further south they went, the more guerrilla attacks the Semitic army encountered, traps, and roadside bombs more frequent.
The Ruman Legion even ventured into the Semitic army, occasionally engaging in a brief harassment.
This made Orlandini even more determined, and the Ruman was now nervous, trying to slow down his march in every possible way.
Orlandini's orders, the Semitic army turned a blind eye to these harassments and quickly headed south.
After several days of rapid marching, Orlandini finally reached his first destination, the city of Giessen.
This is also the northern acropolis of Ruman City, and the capture of Giessen is equivalent to opening the gate of Ruman City.
The Semitic army only rested briefly, and then quickly unfolded and rushed towards the city of Gisen.
The defenders of the city only figuratively shot a few arrows at the Semites, and then fled out of the city to the south without looking back, quickly disappearing into the horizon.
Orlandini, who was watching the battle from a distance, smiled with satisfaction, and did not hesitate to abandon the city and flee without fear of death, which showed that the defenders of Gissen City received the order to defend to the death, but they knew in their hearts that no one would reinforce them. Therefore, I just resisted a little and ran away.
Now it is certain that Ruman City is under-armed~!
Immediately, the army marched into the city of Giessen, and the city was in disarray, the doors of the people's courtyards and houses were wide open, and some of the food stalls on the side of the street were even steaming, and it was obvious that the people of the city fled in a hurry.
Along the way, the cities that the Semitic armies passed through were always evacuated cleanly.
The Ruman people evacuated in a planned way, taking the lead with those who could and burning those who could not, and they did not leave them even a single live chicken.
But the warehouses in Giessen were full, stacked with bags of wheat and flour.
This made the whole army ecstatic, and finally opened fire and ate a full meal.
Orlandini ordered a two-day rest in the city to recuperate, for a head-on battle with the Jumans was imminent.
On November 20, Orlandini sat on horseback and slowly crossed a dirt road, his horse's hooves stepping on the loess south of the road.
The Semitic soldiers erupted in thunderous cheers.
Orlandini lowered his head and stared at the horse's hooves, and said in his heart: he should be the closest conqueror to the city of Jouman in a thousand years.
Last time, Haddou almost made it to the territory of Ruman, but it was only one point away, and the meaning was very different.
"What bullshit number one, the world will always rely on strength. Orlandini smiled and raised his head to stare at the southern horizon, the first city of the majestic continent, just behind the horizon, it was immediately his own.
He raised his arm and swung it down vigorously, and the Semitic army, which had been waiting for a long time, cheered and strode onto the land of Ruman. (To be continued.) )