Roman Slave Owner

"Defeat the Romans! Capture Livy alive!"

Cimberius said.

"Defeat the Romans! Capture Livy alive!"

"Defeat the Romans! Capture Livy alive!"

"..."

Everyone responded one after another, and their sluggish morale these days was swept away, but there were also people who were not as courageous as they seemed, including the Saxon general El.

When the Germans fought, their generals always charged forward, and many generals had been killed or wounded in these five days.

Although they are extremely powerful warriors, their God-given weapons are of no use against their enemies.

Moreover, in the last attack, he was knocked unconscious by the enemy's weapon, so he was actually a little scared.

"Then attack the enemy now. I promise you that no matter which tribe breaks through that wall, that general will become the first German warrior, and they will have 20 times the territory now."

"You heard it right, it's 20 times. Rome had a very large territory. They owned Gaul, Spain, Greece, Africa, Armenia, and their territory was everywhere from Europe to Africa and Asia. Their territory was at least as large as ours More than 20 times the size of the entire German territory."

"As long as you can defeat Livi, then no one in Rome will be able to defeat us. Those territories will definitely become ours, and he can pick whatever he likes."

Wu Fa knows these German generals very well. If you talk to them about beauty and wealth, they may not understand.

The Germans, fighting against heaven and earth, were still in the most primitive stage of barter exchange, and had no concept of money at all. They did not understand that gold and silver could be exchanged for many things that they could not even imagine.

But when it comes to honor and territory, it is guaranteed that everyone will jump out to grab it. This is what every tribe desperately desires. As expected, some German generals are breathing heavily.

"I'm going to take the lead today, and none of you should compete with me."

said a German general.

"Very well, I allow you to attack from the east."

Wufa said with a laugh.

"I'm going to attack from the south."

"Let me do it."

"..."

Seeing the generals expressing their opinions one after another, El felt a little dissatisfied, but for the sake of face he had to say that he was willing to participate in the attack.

The atmosphere at the scene was very warm, which made Wu Fa feel very good.

He looked at everyone, and then said to El, "Saxon General El, since you asked for the battle in person, today's first battle will be left to you. The battle must have a main direction of attack, and our key attack direction today is the south."

El was completely confused, how could it be like this?

There were so many German generals, how could he be chosen?

Seeing everyone's envious eyes, El felt as if he had eaten a fly.

But he had to order the Saxon tribesmen to assemble. The Anglo general Teti came to him and patted him gently on the shoulder.

"be careful."

The Anglo and Saxon tribes are closely related and have a very close relationship, which is almost equivalent to an alliance. That's why Taiti came to remind them in person.

"I will."

El said.

Many of his tribesmen surrounded him, and they had great confidence in him, for he was the strongest warrior among the Saxons.

Seeing everyone's trusting eyes and Wulfa's encouraging eyes, El's face twitched slightly.

"Give me the order to attack."

Looking at the Germanic people all over the sky, Li Wei knew that they were going to take action.

The melodious bugle sounded, and all the Roman soldiers immediately stood ready.

According to Germanic tradition, El rushed to the front, followed by some attendants.

These attendants are all strong, and only the strongest young men in the clan are qualified to become his attendants.

They held short spears in one hand, leather shields in the other, and followed him closely with several javelins on their backs.

They are getting closer and closer to the enemy's camp,

El became increasingly vigilant, because he knew that terrible weapon was about to show its power.

It was this weapon that almost killed him during the last charge.

At this moment, a large number of artillery shells fell from the sky and landed behind him.

El was so stunned that these terrible things finally appeared.

He rushed forward desperately, trying to avoid the terrible explosion.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

There were bursts of earth-shattering explosions behind him, and terrifying air waves surged from behind.

El was once again thrown forward by this terrifying wave of air.

By the way, why say it again?

After a long time, he shook his head and then shook off the dirt on his body.

Didn't you faint? El looked surprised.

He looked back and found that more than twenty of the attendants following him were already lying down.

Some died in extremely miserable conditions, with their bodies blown to pieces.

Although some were still alive, they were lying on the ground wailing constantly, and there were stumps and broken arms everywhere.

A flash of fear flashed in his eyes. Although the previous battlefields were also very tragic, he had never seen such a terrifying scene.

"Hurry up."

El roared.

He knew that the interval between enemy trebuchets was very long, and it would at least be safe to pass during this period.

The Saxons behind immediately speeded up and rushed forward desperately.

El quietly fell behind the crowd. Except for the trench under the city wall, the remaining two trenches had been filled in the past few days, and they easily crossed these trenches.

The cautious El did not rush forward immediately. He knew that the enemy still had two terrible god-given weapons to show off.

Sure enough, his guess was right, the sound of cannons rumbled above the city wall.

A large amount of lead shot over like a blanket, and El fell to the ground very decisively.

After a long time, he looked up and saw that a large group of people in front had fallen.

He couldn't help but wipe off the cold sweat, it was so terrible.

He did not get up immediately, but continued to play dead on the ground, waiting for another terrible weapon to show off.

"General, what's wrong with you? Are you injured?"

At this time, an attendant ran over and said anxiously.

If the general dies but these attendants are fine, they will be regarded as a lifelong shame. This shame is even worse than death.

El deliberately shook his head, "I'm a little dizzy."

At this time, he was covered in dirt and had blood stains from unknown sources on his body, making him look very miserable.

"Why don't you go down first and let us fight."

The attendant said.

El shook his head, he couldn't be like this.

If you retreat directly again, your tribe will look down upon you.

He was a Saxon general, and he must not be looked down upon.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

At this moment, there was another explosion from the front.

A flash of light flashed in El's eyes, and his decision was indeed correct. This should be the grenade the enemy was talking about.

If he had rushed forward just now, he would probably have been injured by these grenades.

"You guys help me up, I want to keep fighting."

El said.

His attendants looked at him with admiration. He was indeed their general, even if he was injured, he would not step out of the line of fire.

They kept trying to persuade him, but El still refused to withdraw.

But what he didn't know was that their group was already being targeted.

Nowadays, Germanic people still generally wear animal skins, and those who can wear armor are undoubtedly the elite among them.

Not only did El wear fine chain mail, but he was also surrounded by a group of armored Germans, which proved his identity.

For a moment, at least 3 crossbowmen, 2 harpooners, 2 Armenian archers, a Numidian harpooneer and a grenadier looked in his direction, but El still didn't know anything about it. known.

After standing up, El picked up his javelin and rushed towards the military camp.

He took aim at an Armenian archer who, to his surprise, was also staring at him while aiming his bow and arrow at him.

not good!

El let out an exclamation, and he quickly forcibly changed his movements, raised the shield in his left hand, and rolled to the right at the same time.

At this moment, he felt his forehead heat up, and something rubbed against his forehead. At the same time, his hand felt heavy.

Three arrows and a javelin landed on his body. Two arrows were blocked by the bow. At the same time, a javelin pierced his shield and hung on it.

El was horrified and frightened, these Romans were so abominable.

At this moment, he heard an attendant say, "General, be careful."

Although El didn't understand why he said this, he was a battle-hardened warrior.

He was about to roll to the side, when a guard threw him down hard.

When he fell, he spotted a grenade rolling towards him out of the corner of his eye.

I x, please don’t die.

"boom!"

A huge explosion sounded, and then El's identity was unknown. The attendants snatched El away with all their might.

Wu Fa was personally supervising the battle from behind and soon learned of the situation.

Seeing El who was covered in blood and had fallen into a coma, Wulfa couldn't help but praise, "He is indeed a warrior of our Germanic people. Take him down quickly for treatment."

"A warrior indeed."

Cimberius also praised.

Although El was unconscious, the attack could not be stopped.

Wulfa personally took command and ordered the Saxons to attack continuously.

One by one, the Saxons launched a life-and-death attack on the Roman military camp, but the losses were too great.

No one knew how many people died just by filling up the trenches under the city wall. After discovering that the Saxons suffered huge losses and were unable to attack, Wulfa immediately ordered the Angles to replace them.

The entire attack lasted all morning, and corpses were piled up to three meters high in front of some walls. The Angles could even climb the walls without ladders.

Li Wei personally inspected each section of the city wall and constantly arranged for manpower rotation.

Since they only had to defend two sections of the city wall, the Romans had plenty of manpower.

Even the Guards can be rotated with other wall sections, but even so, many problems still arise.

"boom!"

A cannon on a section of the city wall suddenly exploded, killing and wounding nearby Guardsmen.

Due to the frequent use of artillery, some artillery finally could no longer withstand it.

Seeing some Germans rushing up the city wall excitedly, Levi said decisively, "Notify them and use special bombs."

"As commanded, Your Majesty."

The Anglo general Teti walked towards Wulfa covered in blood.

"Dear Your Majesty, our casualties are too great. The casualties have exceeded 10,000. I hope we can replace them with other races."

"Okay then, notify the Angulivalei to take over the attack from the Angles, and the Matthias will make preparations."

Wufa said with a smile.

He was in a good mood at this time. He found many Anglos rushing to the wall. He felt that the Romans were about to be defeated.

Since they don't want such a huge credit, let's give it to others.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Taiti said.

At this time, the Guards had received orders to use special bombs.

Many people took a breath and mourned for the enemy.

Do they all know what special bombs are? Compared to dying on a special bomb, other ways of dying are simply enjoyable.

A grenadier received a special bomb sent from the rear. Because the quantity was rare and too dangerous, the special bombs were strictly controlled. Even the slingers received a special artillery shell from the rear.

At this time, many places were already extremely dangerous. Some Anglians had already rushed onto the city wall and started fighting with the Romans on the wall.

The grenadiers lit the fuses and threw them with all their strength, shouting, "Get down."

After throwing them, they all lay down. The other soldiers also received the prompt, and all those who could lie down did so.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

Those special bombs exploded quickly. These special bombs were actually just oil.

Driven by the explosion, the oil burned rapidly and then flew in all directions.

At this time, a large number of Anglos gathered under the city wall, and they were excitedly preparing to rush to the city wall.

The oil spilled on the hides on their bodies, and then quickly began to burn.

"ah!"

"ah!"

"..."

The Anglians who had been hit by the oil screamed in horror and tried desperately to pat the flames, only to burn their hands.

Some people rolled around desperately, but it was of no use at all. The oil was still burning.

Only some smart people took off their animal skins and exposed their strong chests, and then they saved a small life.

The firemen desperately asked for help from the people around them, hoping that they could help him, but the people around them were so scared that they backed away.

Compared with the cannonballs thrown by the trebuchets, these are just real child's play.

Those slingers carefully reduced the counterweight. Reducing the counterweight meant that the range of the trebuchet was shortened, which was more threatening to the Germans under the city wall.

Soon, cannonballs flew into the sky one after another. This time, their trajectories were more curved, and some landed directly 60 Roman steps in front of the city wall.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

Like huge fireworks blooming, the oil flew in all directions under the influence of air waves.

Not only were some of the Anguli Valais who had just attacked been splashed by oil, but even some of the Anglians who were retreating in fear under the city walls were not spared.

The place immediately turned into a world of flames, with burning people wailing everywhere.

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