After Gironde gave this order, the rear group of the Southern Merchant Regiment, which had always been hidden in the mist, finally showed its true form. It was the elite force of ten legions! They formed two columns to protect a massive amount of combat supplies.
March to the front.
The purpose of this operation was so clear and the speed was so fast that it didn't even cover up at all!
In the past few days when the Merchant Corps' rear army was attacking, the Sibia intelligence system desperately sent out alerts. However, the Sibia defense forces between the first and second lines were either wiped out long ago, or they were not capable enough to attack this root.
Big bones.
The only independent legion that can be counted on is now semi-crippled. If they still had sense, they would squat aside and stare.
But will the Independent Legion make this choice?
"They won't, don't underestimate their pride." Gironde responded to his subordinates' doubts, "Even if there is only one battalion left, the Independent Legion will attack us. This is determined by their belief in the mission. At the same time,
, in order to cooperate with his final battle, other small Sibia troops will gather around him... This means that after this battle, our army's rear will have no worries."
Although the facts described by Gironde are extremely cruel, the actual situation is really like this. After receiving the alarm from the intelligence system, the Independent Legion was already preparing for the final battle. Major General Roman also ordered the surrounding areas just as Gironde predicted.
The garrison moved closer to him... because at this time, the Independent Legion was seriously short of soldiers and its combat strength had shrunk significantly.
After three battles and three victories, more than 100,000 enemies were killed, and more than 400 ships were destroyed. It can be said that Major General Roman has become the most outstanding general besides the first generation generals of Nova Scotia. But within his army, the scene is different.
The word "tragic" can only be used to describe it. The original combat strength of 20,000 people was now less than 10,000. More than 4,000 coffins were placed in the secret cemetery, and more than 5,000 wounded people crowded the tents. From then on,
From sunrise to dusk, the atmosphere that filled the military camp was just two words - tragic!
Because the soldiers all know that this battle is not over yet, and there will be a more fierce battle behind it.
"I am the most guilty general of Sibia." Before the battle, in the headquarters, Roman, who was bandaged, said to his old partner while holding the last bottle of wine, "Which major general does Sibia have?"
, so incompetent that more than half of the army was lost in two days? Which major general would lead the army to annihilation? But this time, the review court has no chance to trouble me..."
"We have tried our best, and that's enough." The staff officer said calmly, "Look at it, the Sbia soldiers who died on the battlefield include privates below and marshals above. You are neither the lowest nor the lowest."
Supreme, what are you complaining about?"
"Are you so persuasive?" Roman looked at him angrily, "I just don't accept it, can't I?"
"You have to accept that the merchant army is willing to feed us with more than 100,000 people. We will never be able to do this." The staff officer sighed, "Even if this kind of plan is only in my head, I will feel it.
I shudder... Gironde, his coldness and viciousness far exceed the title of farmer. I finally understand the situation that His Majesty was in. Do you think that His Majesty was as desperate as us?"
"How would I know? I'm just a dude who was caught peeping and hung up in the park and beaten." Roman said, "Do you think His Majesty sent us here to take revenge on us? Otherwise,
He can just give us some reinforcements..."
"Reinforcements, how many do you want?"
"Elite special operations squadron! Air assault force! Elf cavalry force!" Roman waved his hand enthusiastically, "Give me these three troops. Even if Gironde has ten legions now, I will definitely burn his supplies!"
"Do you want dragoons?" the staff officer said disdainfully, "Wake up, the northern line has been partially broken through, Huayu Gorge has also been partially broken through, and the city is in danger! Reinforcements? Even if the General Staff has it, it cannot be wasted.
here!"
"Then let's die together!" The alcohol color on Roman's face faded, "I'm sorry for delaying the wedding arranged by your family."
"Anyway, that girl has no feelings for me." The staff officer said nonchalantly, "When is the general attack scheduled?"
"Tomorrow morning, we will attack in a detour." Roman said, "This will save people from following the clues and destroying the wounded soldiers' camp."
"You really thought about it..."
The staff officer's words were interrupted by the duty officer, who shouted at the door: "Report!"
"What's the matter?" Roman was not happy that his only private time was being interfered with.
"Sir, our missing camps are coming soon. They have sent people to contact us and ask sir to divide the camps and provide support."
"Lack of a battalion?" Roman stood up, "Do we have such a unit?"
"Yes, sir." The duty officer replied, "Logging camp, construction camp, pioneer camp, raft camp, exploration camp..."
"Okay, okay!" Roman could hardly hold back and was about to burst out, "When did it happen? These people are disgusting me! Let the production troops go to war? Firstly, they are not familiar with the battlefield, and secondly, they have no experience. Apart from killing a few more people, there is nothing
What’s the use?”
"It's useful." said the staff officer on the side. "It's useful to the army. Think about it."
"You're right." Roman thought for a moment and said to the duty officer, "I only gave them one order, which is to take away our wounded and return them to the city. You tell them that only in this way can we
Complete the final battle without any scruples."
"Yes, sir, I will definitely convince them." The officer on duty turned around and left with tears in his eyes.
"It's almost time." The staff officer stood up, "It's time for us to take action."
"That's right." Roman nodded, covered up the bandages on his body with his military uniform, and turned into the stern and feared general again, "In the last battle, we are going to make a brilliant debut!"
The twenty-third day after the zero hour of the war.
This is a battle of great disparity - together with the local defenders and the small volunteer army who came to support, Sibia's army has more than 13,000 people. Their opponent, the Nanshang Army, has ten legions. How to calculate it?
It is also more than 150,000, and with the troops directly under the cluster headquarters and the transportation corps, the number is only a little more than 200,000.
The Independent Legion wanted to attack the opponent's transport team, but ordinary tactics would not work, and it would even be difficult to get close. So Major General Roman pushed himself out in an extremely ruthless manner - he planted a big flag on the top of the mountain and expressed himself to the merchant army in an extremely sincere manner.
identity of.
"This is a noble head." Roman said, "Come on, use my head as a ball and just leave the transport team behind."
The reason for this arrangement is that Roman knew that the merchant army would never let him go. They did not dare to let an experienced major general cause trouble behind him; and he could not let go of the other party's transportation team, which had sufficient supplies.
The merchant army will cause great harm to the city. By doing this, you can at least get your capital back.
At this time, there were only more than a thousand cavalry around him, and they were all remnants of the local garrison. They could fight except for showing off to scare people, but they had no mobility at all.
The merchant army really came. They carefully circled in a big circle, and while gathering, they kept sending people closer to conduct reconnaissance. It seemed that they were going to swallow them whole. This was actually very good. The staff officer who was ambushing dozens of miles away
There will be a chance to attack the convoy, but no one can guarantee how effective it will be. After all, there are too few troops to cooperate.
In fact, Roman was quite leisurely at this time. He gave all his combat power to the staff officer and didn't even leave any scouts by his side.
"Give me a support force, just one, and I won't be in such a mess!" Amidst the surging Sbia-like pride, the Romantic complaints were still not completely suppressed, "I'm really unwilling..."
"Report!" The duty officer interrupted Roman's complaint with a hoarse voice, "Sir..."
"I've never seen such a bad star duty officer like you." Roman shook his head, not even bothering to scold anyone, "What's the nonsense?"
"Those missing battalions...refused to accept orders from their superiors." The officer on duty answered evasively, "Their representatives beat up the messenger I sent and said, unless they are the superiors, you give them orders in person.
Otherwise it will be difficult to obey."
"Just fight, it's time, let them get lost."
"Before he was released, they hung him on a tree, took off his pants and beat him... Well, they said they were beating him for you to see."
"This is not how you seek death!" The muscles on Major General Roman's face twitched, "Where is he?"
"In the woods behind."
"Banana, you're a watermelon!" Roman said goodbye to the horse, "Bring sticks and follow me!"
More than two dozen guards, with strong waists and strong backs, surrounded Roman into the woods behind the mountain. They were flying with arrogance all the way! When they arrived at the place, they surrounded a few deputies who were short of camp without saying a word. Everyone was angry.
The reasons are very good. First of all, the lack of organized battalions did not catch up with the previous fierce battle, and the dwarves should have kept their tail between their legs; secondly, the herald of the independent army cannot be bullied by outsiders.
"Who is it?" Roman looked at the circle of plain white curtains in the open space, and his whole body was about to burst into flames. "Who is it?"
"Me." A clear and beautiful voice sounded, first dousing everyone's anger in half.
Immediately, an elf in green armor came out of the curtain - she was not wearing a helmet, revealing a delicate fair face, and her sapphire-like eyes exuded a soft brilliance, instantly making these big and thick guards dumbfounded.
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"Who do you think you are?" As a dandy, Major General Roman has an extraordinary immunity to beauty. "Get over here!"
"I don't know how, you come first." The elf spoke calmly.
A group of strange characters came out from behind, all looking at Roman with bad intentions - Roman soon knew the reason, because the guy walking at the end with his head bowed had three gold stars on his shoulders.
"Good day, sir!" Roman immediately threw away his stick and stretched his body into a straight line, "I am the commander of the independent army, Major General Roman!"
"Good day."
When the lieutenant general raised his head, Roman was so frightened that he took three steps back! He will never forget this face!
A few years ago, Roman's brother was the governor of the Holy Capital. He and a group of followers became locusts sweeping across the Holy Capital. They were much more powerful than the female gangsters who had swept the Holy Capital earlier. But on a desolate autumn night, he and his accomplices...
I was planted in a private garden when I was peeping and practicing bravery - the lieutenant general in front of me took off his pants and hung him on a tree to give him a good beating! And before he could recover from his injuries, he was deported to Liva! It can be said that this picture
The face is the most feared thing by Roman and his men.
Although Roman now knows that the force behind him is actually His Majesty, the psychological shadow has not been eliminated.
But the lieutenant general seemed not to remember Roman at all, and said calmly: "You have no right to know my name. You only need to know that I am the deputy director of the Youshuanggong Security Office. I will send you troops, but the road is not good.
Let’s go, so you’re delayed for two days, do you mind?”
"No, sir, I don't mind at all."
After hearing what the other party said, the panic in Roman's heart immediately turned into excitement, and his voice was trembling a little. He probably knew that at this time, the people sent by the lieutenant general were definitely not ordinary troops! They were definitely not ordinary troops!
"Okay, come and take over your troops." The lieutenant general ticked the document with a pen, "Major General Roman, the guard room is allocated to your department - a logging camp."
The female elf who had despised Roman before took a step forward and saluted him calmly: "The 7th Elf Cavalry Regiment, report to the commander!"
"Seventh Elf Cavalry Regiment, confirmation of receipt!" The moment he took over the roster, countless thoughts surged in Major General Roman's chest. It might be that he was moved or excited, and his nose felt a little sore.
"The security room allocated two to your department - the construction battalion."
In the lieutenant general's calm words, a mighty bearded dwarf stepped forward and smashed his chest with his fist: "The dwarves united with the 3rd and 4th infantry squadrons to report to the commander!"
"Confirm receipt!" Roman choked up a little.
"Two from the Pioneer Battalion.", "The 11th Brigade of the Tribal Mountain Troops reports to the commander!"
"Two raft battalions.", "The Ninth Battalion of the Water Assault Force reports to the commander!"
"One exploration battalion.", "The temporary third battalion of the air combat group reports to the commander!"
"One planting camp.", "The 18th Elite Special Operations Squadron reports to the commander!"
"One road construction camp.", "The Sixth Special Cavalry Regiment reports to the commander!"
"Confirm receipt!" Roman almost yelled this sentence, "Special Cavalry... That guy is a major general. The commander of the cavalry regiment is a major general. There is only one family in the Sibia army! It's sent! It's sent!"
"I heard before that you didn't want these missing camps, so we took it upon ourselves to put the troops here, here and here." Lieutenant General stopped Roman's excuse and drew a few strokes on the ground with a branch, simple
The lines represent today's battlefield of the Independent Army. Every time the Lieutenant General's branch pokes a hole in the Merchant Army's formation, "Just give me a word. If you really don't want it, we will turn around and leave."
"Sir, this is a rumor! I don't know who the bastard said it!" Roman wiped his face, jumped to the lieutenant general's side in a few steps, and said with a true playboy face, "Brother, why don't you give me another beating?
But be sure to leave your troops to me...I promise to show you a beautiful show."
"It's useless to show it to me. It should be given to His Majesty." The lieutenant general looked at Roman. "If you hadn't been worried about the wounded, we might have left. According to the deduction of the general headquarters, you should be surrounded by this time. I am
I was sent to rescue and replace you, but I have read the battle report. Compared to the time in the Holy Capital, you are much more mature and know more about shouldering responsibilities. Your Majesty will be very pleased to know..."
"Then..." Roman looked at the lieutenant general with great anticipation and nervousness, and almost knelt down and hugged his thighs.
"Can you take Gironde's pants off for me?"
"no problem!"
"Then." The lieutenant general finally nodded, "You will be in charge of this battle, and I will deal with the rest of the situation."
"Yes! Thank you, sir!" Roman wanted to hug the lieutenant general and kiss him a few times, but he didn't dare.
"Everyone... you belong to me now, and I can't say anything to welcome you, because we are in a fucking war." Roman looked at his new subordinates, nodded solemnly, and then yelled, "Come on.
, kill the enemy with me!"
"Kill the enemy!" Several officers with different styles strode after him and went to the headquarters without looking back. (To be continued)