Chapter 423 [Elite of Hundred Battles]

Adrick was furious and vomited blood and fell down. Someone around him rushed up to support him. Then he gathered his hands and found a horse to tie the general to the horse's back. The team retreated.

There was just a fierce battle, and the defenders fought to the death, relying on what Adrick mentioned as reinforcements and counterattack. At this moment, once Adrick fell, these reinforcements would retreat. The remaining people in the defenders were immediately weak. Many people looked at the corpses all over the ground and burst into tears, feeling unwilling to accept it.

Someone couldn't help but shout, "What are you going to retreat! So many people have died, and we have to support it until now, just waiting for reinforcements to counterattack, but we retreated like this. Are we worthy of the dead brothers!"

Someone took the lead, and someone immediately shouted, and the crowd was indignant for a moment. Although there were only a few people who had fought with Adrick for the rest of their life, these people shouted, but the voices made the reinforcements and cavalry feel a sense of guilt. They just felt that if they really retreated, they would be really cowardly.

However, the officer who led the team had a strict supervision order and stopped the commotion under his command. After the rectification was completed, he led his men to retreat along the street and headed towards the palace.

Adrick was just angry and vomited blood and fell into a coma. Halfway through the way, he fell on the horse's back and woke up quietly. Once he woke up, he found that his team was retreating. He was furious and shouted: "Come! Come! Who ordered the retreat! Stop! Stop!"

With his guard next to him, he was already suffering from many traumas in his body, so he hurried up and shed tears: "Sir, we can't hold on anymore. We have too few people. If the brigade behind us cannot come up, we can only retreat..."

"Can't retreat!" Adrick gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, forced himself to sit upright on the horse's back, and shouted loudly: "Stop! Stop!!"

What an identity he is? Even though he is seriously injured, once he speaks, the leader of the team will not dare to disobey. The team slows down and then stops on the road.

The officer came up and advised him: "Sir, we are not afraid of death, but we are really in charge of the order. I must accept you back! You are the pillar of Osgilia now, so you must not let anything happen to you..."

"Bah! The city defense is lost. What's the use of me, Adrick, even if I, Adrick, go back alive! Nonsense! It's simply nonsense!" Adrick breathed, and he broke free from the guards who were holding him next to him, shouting loudly: "The enemy's night attack hastily, and they have not yet stood firm yet! I'm afraid that after dawn, their brigade will enter the city before the entire army will be won! We just lost a Wellington Gate! The other defense areas of the city defense are still in our hands! The Arc de Triomphe and other city gates are still stationed.

The defending army is there! When we retreat so hastily, the city will inevitably be in chaos. Many of the front-line urban defense troops have no time to retreat! The army and brothers on the city defense just threw them to the rebels like this! Waiting for the chariots hastily, such a long line of defense, how can there be time to retreat one by one! This kind of order is simply shit!! I can't retreat! Even if I can't fight back, I have to mobilize the troops from various defense areas of the city defense one by one to fight the rebels in the streets!"

What else did the officer want to say? Adrick was furious and raised his hand to point at him and shouted: "I am the Minister of Military Affairs. I have the final say in all military affairs in the city! At this moment, I am anxious. If you talk nonsense, I will kill you immediately!"

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

Adrick immediately shouted, "Where is the knife! Where is my knife!"

His sword had been damaged in the fierce battle just now. The guards beside him immediately stuffed a sword into his hand. Adrick forced his support and took the sword. He shouted loudly: "Everyone, we can't retreat! There are so many troops in the city defense. Once we retreat first, they will be trapped by the rebels one by one! Let's kill them! The defenders gathered together the city defense and have a fight! I, a thousand years ago, have no faith that the National Games ended tonight! Everyone, if you have the courage, you will follow me to fight to the death! I, Adrick, have been deeply favored by the empire, and only Adrick died in battle, but not the escaped one!!"

Adrick is the pillar of the city, and his prestige is so high. Tonight he experienced the battle and was seriously injured. He is still so proud at this moment. His soldiers are all excited, especially those who had just fought with him for the rest of his life and shouted: "That's it! It's just a life! Sacrifice for the country, the true nature of a soldier! Sir, take us to fight! We will never retreat when you point your sword!"

The crowd was filled with high spirits, and even the reinforcements later shouted.

Adrick immediately ordered that all the troops would turn: "We won't go to the palace! Everyone has it, go to the Arc de Triomphe! Go and gather the army and fight the rebels to the death!"

There were only more than 200 cavalry beside him, half of whom were injured. Fortunately, he fought fiercely to repel the vanguard of the rebel army and seized many unowned war horses. At this moment, the horses were rich. At Adrick's order, the entire army immediately headed towards the Arc de Triomphe.

It was already the second half of the night, not far from dawn. After a night of fierce fighting, there was still a sound of fighting and shocking the sky in the direction of the Arc de Triomphe. The catapults on both sides were still roaring. The firelight in the direction of the Wellington City Gate had already alarmed the people in the city. It seemed that everyone had reacted vaguely that there would be a major change tonight.

There were originally hundreds of patrol cavalry in the city responsible for maintaining order, but tonight the city defense was attacked and the army was urgently mobilized, and many patrol cavalry were gathered away. The fierce battle in the direction of the city defense, coupled with the fire in the city gate, and internal rebellion, there were gradually chaos in the city.

Adrick and his men rushed towards the Arc de Triomphe. Along the way, they encountered many streets where fires were fired everywhere. In chaos, there were always some people who were robbed, and some land hooligans and others also took the opportunity to stir up. At night, some blocks were already in chaos, houses were ignited, and many people began to rob in arson in the night. Most of the patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol soldiers were trapped in chaos. Most of the patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol patrol soldiers were trapped in chaos.

Adrick led his men all the way, galloping on the long street. Whenever he encountered someone disturbing on the street, he ordered the cavalry to kill him.

Through the way, some people who had taken advantage of the situation met Adrick's cavalry on the street and were immediately dispersed. Adrick sent two cavalrymen with loud voices to rush in front, galloping all the way, shouting loudly: "General Adrick again! The soldiers along the way join the team quickly!!"

Sure enough, they rode the way and gathered some chaotic soldiers in chaos, with only three or five cavalry and more than ten cavalry.

As he ran along the way, Adrick's team gradually expanded a lot. He was the commander in the city and was naturally familiar with the terrain. Along the way, he passed by various city gates and city defenses, gathering the defenders from various defense areas.

That night, the Arc de Triomphe was earth-shaking. The mobilized military orders had been back and forth many times. Some of the other defenders at the city gates had discovered the fire in the direction of the Wellington Gate, and some had sent cavalry to inquire about the news. However, they did not get the military orders in the chaos and dared not act without any action. Adrick brought people in person and immediately ordered the gathering of troops, abandon the defense zone, and gathered the defense zones of these city defenses one after another, and took them all towards the Arc de Triomphe.

The army was gathered down along the way, but after running three or four city gates, Adrick's men had gathered no less than three or five thousand people, but most of them were infantry, and the team grew stronger and stronger like snowballs.

In the middle of the night, Ruer had already turned over and got up. He asked the servants at home to move a ladder, climbed up to the roof, and looked towards the city defense.

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

"Damn, these eyelids are twitching, and something bad is bound to happen. Those bastards outside the city, this ghost is cold in the weather, and they don't get into bed and climb out to shoot the Arc de Triomphe. Do you think they have a long life?"

Ruer stood on the roof, and the cold wind made him tremble. Although the servants around him couldn't help but persuade him, the fat general refused to get off the roof and stood on the roof for a short night. He just stared at the direction of the Arc de Triomphe and listened to the increasingly fierce roaring sounds in the distance.

Until the second half of the night, fire gradually appeared in many blocks in the city. The fat man finally changed his face and slapped his thighs: "Damn it! It seems that he has an inner response! It's the inside and outside that old boy Salvador is going to make a fool! Damn, but I can't guess what he is doing!"

Ruer was anxious and circled around the roof: "Nothing is right! Something is wrong! It's big! I want my feelings to be effective, I'm afraid that Osgilia will be in trouble this time!"

The fat man talked to himself and finally made a fuss in his heart. He didn't have time to climb the ladder, so he jumped down from the roof and landed in the yard. In the darkness, the fat man almost drifted his waist. Before he could stand up straight, he shouted loudly: "Come! Come on! Go prepare your horse! Get your horse ready! Get your horse out! Take your weapons and armor out! I am going to go out and kill people!!"

The servants in his family have been following him for many years. Under the fat man's order, they immediately dispersed to work hard. After a while, someone carried out the fat man's armor and weapons. The two servants served the fat man and put on the heavy armor. The fat man frowned and his face was gloomy, but suddenly looked up and looked at the faint light of fire in the other direction in the distance.

If there is a fire in any place during this night, it will be really eye-catching.

When he saw the fire, the fat man suddenly shuddered. He put on the heavy armor that looked like a turtle shell, as if he didn't care. With an extraordinary agility, he rushed to the roof. Looking up, the fat man's face became increasingly ugly, and he jumped: "No, no! It's the direction of Wellington City Gate! Damn, with such a big fire, I'm afraid the city gate will be lost! Damn it! Adrick, what are you doing? What kind of bullshit city defenses are arranged!!"

The fat man screamed in anxiety, flew down and let it go, rushed to the war horse led by the servant, picked a horn, and then plucked his cheeks and blew it up.

What he was blowing was the sound of emergency gathering calls from the army. The fat man stood in the yard and blew for a while, and suddenly he heard a noise in the backyard. After a moment, seven or eight men rushed out.

The seven or eight people rushed out all had a solemn expression. Some were wearing leather jackets, some just wore ragged clothes, but everyone was holding weapons, some were holding swords, and some were carrying hammers. In a moment, they rushed out to gather with the fat man. Although they seemed to be in a mess, everyone was full of toughness!

These *** faces are wrapped in bandages, some are wrapped in their heads like cloth, some are wrapped in legs, some are wrapped in shoulders, and some are clearly limping when they walk out. Everyone is carrying serious injuries on their bodies.

After seeing these people coming to his side, Ruer chanted intently: "The city is in trouble! Everyone, do you have the courage to fight again even if I have the courage to fight again!"

Although these people were all injured, they all straightened their necks and shouted, "How could they not dare! We have all made thousands of troops. What you said is too fucking despised people!"

Ruer laughed wildly and shouted: "Go and greet all the brothers in my family! There are still some armor and weapons in the warehouse in my house, so everyone can share it! I blew the horn three times, and the whole group was assembled. If anyone is slow, the military law will punish you!"

The people responded with a loud bang and ran out from the yard.

The fat man stood on the spot, silently counting the time in his heart, then raised his horn and blew it up again.

The assembly call was blown for the second time, and many people had already flown in from the doors next to the yard. These people were fully armed, wearing armor or leather armor, and their weapons were different. Some held spears, some held swords, and some did not have weapons in their hands, so they simply chopped the legs of the table from somewhere and copied them into their hands.

The second time the horn was blown, and more than a hundred people had gathered in the yard.

These people were all full of murderous aura. More than a hundred people gathered in the yard, but none of them were noisy. Hei Yaya gathered in front of the fat man and quickly stood in line. He suddenly felt a fierce aura! This was clearly the kind of evil spirit of the elite of a hundred battles that had been trained in and out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood. These more than a hundred people stood in front of the fat man, but they seemed to be more than a hundred swords unsheathed, with a fierce aura!

But if you look carefully, most of these elite soldiers who are so tough that they dare not look at each other are covered with broken soldiers, and everyone is wrapped in bandages. Many people have red blood on their bandages, and some are missing limbs and feet, and some are even missing arms and legs. A man standing in front of the fat man, his whole left arm was cut off with his shoulders, and a thick bandage was wrapped in his shoulders. However, in front of the fat man, he straightened his waist. At night, he looked like a spear standing in front of him!

None of the more than a hundred soldiers in the yard are healthy people!

These people were actually the people who had lived the rest of their lives among the Romanian cavalry. On the night when the Romanian cavalry rushed to the city to fight bloody battles and were wiped out, the fat man finally rushed into the city with only hundreds of cavalry guarding the Crown Prince Garcia. Among the hundreds of cavalry left, 30% of them died of serious injuries, and some were slightly injured. After treatment, they were reinstated into the city defense.

The remaining hundreds of people were all elite veterans who were seriously injured and unable to join the army after the fierce battle that night. Some of them were short of hands and feet, some had broken legs, and some were seriously injured and bedridden for several months.

The Romanian cavalry were not originally troops stationed in the imperial capital, and the soldiers in the army were not locals in the imperial capital. These seriously injured and disabled soldiers who had no choice but to retire had no place to stay in the imperial capital. Ruhr simply put all these people in his own house to take care of them.

At this moment, under the call of the fat man, although it was midnight, these people were all disabled, but they gathered quickly. In just a short moment, they were equipped and lined up in front of the fat man!

The fat man took a deep breath, turned over and jumped onto a stone in the yard, shouting loudly: "Brothers! I don't talk nonsense anymore! Something happened in the city! The bastards outside were afraid that they had entered the city! I know that everyone has shed enough blood for the empire and made enough sacrifices! But tonight, I, Ruhr, have to summon you, just because you need to shed some more blood tonight!! You are no longer soldiers of the empire, but still still Byzantine men! I will only ask you one thing, those rebels are in the city now, do you dare to go out and rush out again!!"

The fat man's full of breath spread throughout the small yard. The sound fell, but no one spoke. These majestic but injured men all stared at the fat man with a strange look, as if they all felt that the fat man said just now was extremely ridiculous.

After a while of silence, the one-armed man standing in front of the fat man suddenly shouted: "Sir, what are you talking about? We Rodria cavalry, since we put on this skin, there is no word "fear" in our mind? You ask if we dare, did we drink too much last night! Hahahahaha!!"

With a crazy laugh, more than a hundred people in the yard burst into laughter, and the laughter was full of majesty!

Amid the laughter, someone shouted sternly below: "Although I lack one hand, one hand can still kill a few rebels!"

"My brother died in front of me a few months ago. That day he killed nine rebels, and I only killed six! I was worried that after I died in the future, I would see him blankly when I saw him underground! Haha, sir, it's a good opportunity tonight! I happened to kill all the rebels and have enough numbers!!"

"Sir, give me a horse. I was the best riding skills in the entire camp back then!!"

"Sir, although I have lame legs, I tied a rope to my horse. If I slowed down a little while when I charged, I would not be considered a Romanian!!"

Seeing the crowd below, Ruer felt a stream of passionate blood almost spurting on his forehead. The tiger roared: "Okay! Everyone lined up! Even though I went out to kill someone!!"

More than a hundred and dozens of men immediately rectified and quickly listed a queue. The one-armed man was the one-armed man and shouted loudly: "Rodrea!!"

"Forward!!!" More than a hundred people shouted in unison in the yard!
Chapter completed!