Chapter 3277 I am thinking that this is the rhythm of the end!
Pabinian's face turned a little blue when he entered Eastern Europe along the Don River. He was not a fool. He didn't have any special feelings about the warm and humid climate of the Mediterranean. As a result, after entering the Don River from the Black Sea, he knew the feeling clearly.
The temperature continues to drop.
As a guy who relies purely on talent to make a living, even though many of his things have not been studied or verified in actual combat, he still has an innate feeling that something is wrong. The temperature here is now so high. If they go there, they are afraid that
It doesn't have to snow anymore.
"Papinian, why do I feel that your face is getting worse and worse?" Nigel half-leaned on the cabin and greeted Pabinian. Before leaving, Caesar and Severus,
And Perennis specially came to greet Nigel. This is their seed player. Please help take care of him. It doesn't matter if you break up the army. Don't break Pabinian.
"Is the weather always like this in Eastern Europe?" Pabinian directly asked the biggest doubt in his heart. If it was always this kind of weather that was almost Mid-Autumn, it wouldn't matter.
"That's not true. It will probably snow in another month." Nigel was a veteran on the battlefield after all, and he had a very deep understanding of Eastern Europe.
"It snows in September?" Pabinian said with a big head, "What are we doing here? Are we still going to fight when it snows?"
"Yes, in Eastern Europe, it starts snowing in the second half of September and lasts until around April next year." Nigel said matter-of-factly, "And it will be very, very cold in winter, so cold that you can get lost in your shirt.
They might all freeze to death overnight."
Pabinian's face turned a little blue, and Nigel laughed in his heart. He was just intimidating Pabinian and telling him not to run around. There is nothing to be afraid of in winter. They are in Rome.
There is also the British Expeditionary Corps. They are also experienced in fighting in the cold zone, and they will not lose their fighting ability when it snows.
"Do we have to fight in winter?" Pabinian's face turned blue.
"The problem is that we can't defeat the Yuan family in such a short period of time in the summer. So to put it simply, start grinding from the most difficult time. After surviving the most painful time in the winter, our soldiers will have nothing to lose."
I'm scared." Nigel said extremely calmly.
Pabinian also fell into deep thought after hearing this. Indeed, if the fight is in the summer, by the time they have the advantage, it will have already entered winter. At that time, the defenders may just pass by and regroup. It is better to start from the beginning.
Start grinding in the winter, and grind to death in the summer.
"But there are many problems in winter. How to transport our grain, grass and supplies?" Nigel said with a headache. "The Don River is frozen in winter. It will be very difficult to transport supplies, and it is limited by the temperature.
, and the possible blizzard, we will be dragged to death."
"So there are two batches of grain and grass coming later." Nigel waved his hand and said, "And this problem is actually the same for the Yuan family. We suffer in the winter, and they also have a hard time. This is a competition of wills.
We will win."
"Tell me first, do you have any trump card?" Pabinian felt that Nigel was a little too confident and went straight to the point.
"As for the trump card, this kind of large-scale legion war depends on the average combat effectiveness of the legion and the command ability of the commander. Therefore, it is difficult to open up the situation with a trump card. Both of us are not small in size. Generally, the trump card is very large.
It’s difficult to solve the problem.” Nigel thought about it for a while and explained.
At this time, Pabinian felt an inexplicable panic. He always felt that following Nigel was a trick that was about to end. You were not prepared for anything, but you were still so confident. I was a little panicked!
[Should I think of a way to prepare something in advance to save myself from being beaten to death?] Papinian thought about this problem from the perspective of a rookie. This is a habit that has been ravaged by Caesar in the past two years.
Although I will lose, I can lose in a less ugly way.
Of course, it means that the loss is not so ugly. Pabinian's coping ability is far inferior to Caesar's. Moreover, Caesar also found that Pabinian lacked motivation on the main battlefield and always played a bunch of cards to make a comeback at the last moment. He is used to it.
After that, there is nothing left.
"While you are here, I will go on an inspection tour. When we get there, we will first build an underground warehouse to store materials for winter use. Even if there is material support from the rear, we will try to reduce the pressure on the rear and us as much as possible."
I thought there was nothing wrong with Pabinian, so I patted him on the shoulder and left.
And Pabinian fell into panic after Nigel left. He always felt that the granary built by Nigel might be burned down, and then they might really be hungry and cold.
Fighting your opponent is a dead end.
[I think it’s better to be careful, this guy Nigel doesn’t look very reliable.] Pabinian carefully looked around and decided to start building up his fighting power according to his previous cowardly habits.
As a weak person, I have to have the self-consciousness of a weak person. I am afraid that I will be pressed into the soil and rubbed again, Pabinian thought sadly.
It is also strange to say that when other generals find that they may be weaker than the opponent and the opponent wants to press themselves into the ground and rub them, they will definitely play their cards very carefully, then work hard to arm themselves, and finally look for opportunities to overthrow the opponent.
However, Pabinian's way of thinking is that if he is such a loser, he will definitely be pressed into the dirt and rubbed by the other party. I'd better change my armor and put on a visor, so that even if someone is pressed into the soil and rubbed against me, I won't be hurt.
You won't feel pain, but the soil may be rubbed to create a pit.
On another large ship, Marche was bragging with Iachino, Luciano and others, while Dilina, the commander of the 15th Founding Legion, was pretending to be dead while eavesdropping. After all, Marche's words were revealed
Quite a lot of information.
"Eastern Europe, I haven't been here for many years. I came twice when I was young, and I was chased and hacked out by the Slavs both times. Their fighting ability is average in the summer, but in the winter they become more ferocious one after another. Their fighting ability is very terrifying."
Marche looked frightened.
"Slavs, I've fought against them before, and they don't seem very strong." Yachino recalled that when he killed the three barbarians a few years ago, the Slavs didn't seem to be very strong either.
"That's because the Slavs who are not in Eastern Europe, on the edge of the Black Sea, and even on the Danube River are actually very good. The really powerful ones are the ones here in Eastern Europe. They are very, very good at fighting. I suffered several losses.
." Luciano said with some pain.
Among these people, the one who had the most fights with the Slavs was actually the Eleventh Loyal Claudius Legion, because in the past this legion did not want to participate in the trivial internal politics. After all, their name was destined to their status, and Claudius
In their opinion, the Us family was not orthodox, which led them to avoid appearing in the city of Rome for safety reasons.
From a certain perspective, the Eleventh Legion of Eagle Banners Loyal Claudius has become like a frontier army in the past two hundred years, and it is the kind of frontier army that often fights with each other, and its combat effectiveness is quite reliable.
By the way, bringing Loyal Claudius to Eastern Europe this time was not to hone his combat effectiveness, but to avoid embarrassment. Who made Caesar give the Claudius family real legal authority, so that now the Eleven Eagle Banner Corps still
In a state of confusion.
The family we have been supporting emotionally for two hundred years has now become our master. How can we turn around?
Of course, the previous head of the Claudius family, Sergio, was very generous and unwilling to pursue any issues with the Eleventh Legion, and even said that you can think more about it.
Anyway, it’s not a pain to stand and talk. With Caesar’s support, the factions of the Claudius family are entangled with each other and reluctantly admit that the direct line is lagging behind. This family is really not short of a powerful legion, and the strong melon is not sweet.
ah!
Think about it, guys like Pompianus belong to the lineage of Claudius, but he has hidden part of his surname, and Albinus, who is now being arrested, actually has something to do with Claudius.
These relationships alone show the influence of this family.
Therefore, whether there is one more eleventh or one less eleventh is not important to the current Claudius family.
"Is it so strong?" Yaqino said in surprise.
"They are very strong. You have never had the opportunity to see the Slavs fighting in blizzards during the extreme cold period. They were very, very strong at that time." Luciano sighed and said, "In that kind of weather, our combat effectiveness can be
It was reduced by 30%, but the opponent was able to increase it by 30%. I was lucky enough not to be hacked to death."
"Are you crazy, starting a war with them during an extreme cold and snowstorm?" Dilina said with a twitching corner of his mouth, it would take a lot of care to do such a thing.
"I didn't start the war with them, it was me who fought from summer to winter, and finally fought back the Valery tribe that had just moved to the south of the Baltic Sea. As a result, the guy carried him until winter and almost killed me." Lucia
Nuo said with a black face, how mentally retarded must he be to fight a decisive battle at such a huge disadvantage? Wasn't that because he was forced?
"I suddenly felt that it was not easy for you to survive until now." Marche looked at Luciano and said with a sigh.
And Luciano rolled his eyes, just wait, you will also encounter this kind of crazy Slavs this winter. Because of the existence of Caesar in Rome, I just pretend to be a grandson. I really think that I am really a grandson.
The tribe of Valery was forcefully sent back to Eastern Europe by me. The epic battle song and the double-talented heavy axemen were both sent back to me by me!
