.Temporary interview in the countryside, the update is too late, I'm sorry, and I'm also: If you have many recommendations, I'll update another chapter of 4000+ tonight:)

Outside Longcheng, the coalition forces of the seven Western countries stationed 300,000 troops, and the barracks stretched for more than ten miles, surrounding Longcheng, with an astonishing momentum.

At this moment, it was the third day of the coalition army's siege. I had just experienced a siege battle. From under the tall walls of Longcheng to the front of the coalition army, I abandoned many weapons and flags. The corpses everywhere made many coalition soldiers who were peasants a few days ago look horrified. If there weren't a military legal team to patrol back and forth, I would have thought of retreating.

The commander of the coalition forces, Jose, general of the Gaul Kingdom nicknamed "The Fox of the West Land", looked at the "cannon fodder troops" arranged in front of the formation in dissatisfaction. These were basically tenant farmers from various countries. They were stunned by the scene of gold everywhere in the Eastern continent advocated by the Holy Holy Church. After several charges, they revealed their cowardly nature.

Jose tried hard to drive his unhappiness out of his head, holding the Qianli Miles mirror produced in Jiangshan City of the Han Empire in his hand to observe the movements on the city.

"General Jose, why don't you let the Knights attack?" Lumberton, the archbishop of the Western Holy See, who was accompanying the army, rode his fat horse that was extremely matched with his figure, and came to the front of the formation panting and urged.

"Architect, this is the front line. If you are not careful, a trap of Han army will fly over. You should be careful." Jose said with a smile.

"Hmph, I am the representative of the Pope and I have the protection of the true God." Lumberton saw the tragic scene in front of the formation, and a trace of fear flashed severely, but he did not give in.

Jose has always looked down on this so-called Western spiritual leader, the Archbishop of the Army of the Pope who represented the Holy Holy Church.

This charlatan said that he would go to the east to preach and save the lost people, but he just wanted to follow the wealth behind him. Along the way, the knights worked hard, but this old guy was in the tent and was flirting with the beauties from all over the country who had been plundering every night.

In Jose, a dictionary of veteran soldiers, war is war, and there is no need for such a charlatan to pray for blessings or to point fingers.

But Jose still responded with a smile on his face. After all, this is the representative of the supreme spiritual rule of the West. That person is even more prestige among ordinary people than the emperors of seven countries. If you are labeled as a pagan, you will be worse than death.

"Article, our army is waiting for the opportunity now. Once the time comes, we will definitely fight to the Longcheng of the Han Empire, and then you can go into the city to rest."

"Is that right? As soon as the time comes, my respected commander, I will go back to the camp to wait for your good news." Lumberton probably knew that the coalition commander with the title of duke in front of him was not interested in him, but he couldn't catch Jose, so he had to snort coldly, turn around and return to the camp, but in his heart he scolded the old fox for being damned.

"General, what are you talking nonsense with that guy? Although the commander wants us to attack Xialong City as soon as possible, there is a saying in the Han Empire that 'hazard will not be achieved'. Our army came from afar, so hasty, and it was a luxury to want to fight. If you follow that guy's command, you may appear unexpectedly." Aers, the commander of the cavalry of Gaul, spoke.

"Ars, what you said makes sense, but I have made arrangements for these things. Many times, we don't have to worry about them." Jose looked at his confidant beloved general with admiration. This young man, who was personally awarded the title of "Knight of the Moon" by the highest leader of the Western Holy See, was looking at himself firmly with admiration.

Just like his title, the best of this new generation of soldiers in the Gaul Kingdom is as noble as the bright moon, possessing all the noble qualities that knights can possess, and their martial arts are famous among the seven kingdoms. They are the most ideal successor in Jose's heart.

And he just turned 24 this year.

But it is precisely because of his youth that Jose always feels that the young people in front of him still need to be tempered, especially in his skills in dealing with people and things, he should be more flexible, rather than exposing his emotions too much. After all, the enemy who secretly targets them is definitely not as simple as the Han army.

Therefore, Jose decided to educate his favorite disciples on the spot, so he glanced at the 300,000 troops of the Seven Kingdoms behind him and smiled: "Ars, do you know that there is another saying among the Han people that it is hard to guard against a thief. What does it mean?"

"Sir, do you mean we have it? But this really goes against the spirit of the chivalry..." Als was not a fool. After thinking for a while, he understood the key. However, as a noble knight, he did not like the conspiracy behind it. He just felt that it was a good idea to charge forward with the famous iron-blooded cavalry on the mainland roads, the cavalry regiment of the Han Empire, which was the demeanor of the bright moon.

"Ars, the Han people also have a saying, "Soldiers, and devils...", which means that marching and fighting requires strategy, and blindly rushing and fighting is certainly a manifestation of strength, but if we can use various situations and strategies to minimize losses, it will be of great benefit to us and the Kingdom of Gaul behind us. You must know that in terms of population or economy, there is still a gap between us and the eldest empire in front of us, and our enemies are not just in front of us? Do you understand?" Jose sighed.

"Yes!" Als gave a standard knight's salute to the old master in front of him, but the stubbornness in his eyes could not escape Jose's eyes.

"It's still too young. Fortunately, there is still time..." Jose glanced at Als, but he couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart when he first saw the famous military law textbook of the Han Empire, "The Art of War":

"This is really a country full of wisdom and magic. Compared with them, the methods of war in Western countries are as naive as children, especially idiots like the Teutonics, who always think that relying on a direct charge of their heavy infantry can sweep across the Western continent like a thousand years ago."

He, the great general of the Kingdom of Gaul, would never have thought that he was fighting a foolish and backward empire at sunset, like the ignorant charlatan of Rembrandt and other coalition commanders. If it were not for the certain help and clear commitment, he would not even agree to such an inconclusive war at this time.

You should know that even if the empire is at sunset, if a life-threatening blow will cause huge losses to the kingdom behind you. In that way, even if the war in front of you can achieve temporary victory, in the future, the battle for hegemony on the mainland road will only be able to see others' eyes.

"General, the Teutonic Knights asked if they could start siege." The scout came to Jose in front of him.

"Hmph, I just thought of these pig heads... Since I'm so anxious, let them go!" Jose thought to himself, in his eyes, anyone who is not a warrior of the Gaul Empire could give up.

"Order the Teutonic Knights to attack!" Jose ordered the scouts to run away.

After ordering, the right wing of the Western Allied Forces began to move slowly, like a huge fist, slowly protruding a sharp knuckle.

It was a piece of steel fingers composed of huge iron armor, which was the famous heavy infantry regiment on the mainland highways - the Teutonic Knights.

Two rows of thick oak shields as high as three meters were pressed in front of the strong warriors, and the wide giant sword in their hands reflected the light of the rising sun. The entire huge team of ten thousand people was like a monster, scattering a fierce murderous intention to forge towards Longcheng.

The commander of the Teutonic Knights was obviously not a fool. He did not send his main force out at one time, only one quarter or ten thousand people. The other two heavy infantry corps and a archer brigade of ten thousand people were waiting for an opportunity.

But the momentum brought by these tens of tens of regular heavy infantrymen during the charge was very different from the cannon fodder troops wearing simple leather armor and more than 100,000 people who charged together for three days.

Although the movement was a little slow, the murderous intent that emanated from the square formation could not be concealed.

That is the difference between ten thousand evil wolves and hundreds of thousands of sheep.

When the city was still one mile away, the entire legion stopped, and the well-trained ten thousand people seemed to be alone, unmoving, and even their heavy breathing seemed to be one.

Then, various siege equipment were pushed out by the cannon fodder troops behind them like ants and rushed towards the tall walls of Longcheng.

"Here you..." Looking at the Teutonic Knights nearly a thousand steps outside the city, Guan Zhongyun, the commander of the Potian Legion who was supervising the battle at the top of the city, frowned.

Although he and his soldiers had never had head-on conflicts with the heavy infantry of the Teutonic Knights, who was familiar with history, he knew how rare and brilliant the "amazing" achievements made by the Teutonic Knights were nearly a thousand years ago in an important battle to fight for control of the mainland highways, with the overall decline of the Western coalition.

In that last battle to control the Sinai Peninsula, the empire invested three major legions, totaling more than 200,000 people, and defeated the last stronghold of the Western coalition in the northwest of the mainland highway, "Holy City Nas".

In this battle, the Han Empire killed and captured more than 400,000 Western coalition forces. This battle made the already sparsely populated Western Continent no longer have the courage and strength to compete with the empire for hundreds of years.

But it was in that battle that the Teutonic Knights of the Teutonic Principal shocked the world and made the Imperial tribe even more ashamed.

These heavy infantry, with strict military disciplines and advancing and retreating as if they were one, achieved a record of fighting against the 10,000 Wolf Army Cavalry Division under Taishici, the commander of the three major cavalry of the Empire.

You should know that even ordinary Western coalition forces with more than 50,000 cannot resist the empire's 10,000 cavalry head-on.

Advanced smelting technology allowed the imperial cavalry to have the most sophisticated equipment on the mainland highway at that time; years of training and fighting gave the imperial cavalry to have strong iron-blooded experience; and the extraordinary genius generals allowed the imperial legions to have the most advanced tactics and courage.

Before that, the three cavalry corps of the Empire had no defeat, and they were never destroyed by the division in a head-on conflict.

There were even more than a thousand cavalrymen who captured tens of thousands of enemy troops.

But it was the Teutonic Knights, whose heavy infantry fought to the death, and with the perseverance of ants gnawing on bones, he dragged a cavalry division under the Imperial Wolf Army with a suicide squad of ten thousand people, and then the legion took advantage of the situation to surround the entire cavalry division.

The emperor would rather die than surrender, and the soldiers killed their mounts before they died in battle.

In the end, all 10,000 cavalry and 20,000 war horses were killed on the battlefield.

After the war, Emperor Taizu and Yuan Chengyun once lamented: If the military and civilians of the Western continent were as brave and fearless as Teutonic soldiers, how could our army occupy the mainland highway so easily?

Taishici, one of the commanders of the Imperial Cavalry, even said: My later generations of Wolf Army cavalry are immortal and will not be ashamed of being ashamed.

However, Teutonic was not destroyed, but became stronger and stronger, and its heavy infantry formation swept across the western continent. The monument in Longcheng, which was erected to commemorate the sacrifice of the soldiers and civilians during the Western Expedition, was still tall, and the heroic souls above could not be separated.

"Is this my last battle?" Guan Zhongyun asked himself. He was not afraid, nor did he regret choosing to come to Longcheng to garrison. His original purpose was to get better opportunities in this place of battles. Now opportunities and dangers are coming at the same time. The blood of soldiers from aristocratic families in his bones is already burning.

He remembered his ancestors in the extreme north, facing the powerful Huns soldiers and fighting bravely to fight the enemy, and got Taizu's appreciation and love glory, and even more, the treasure sword used by his ancestors, which was named history and now hung in Jiangshan's home.

"My boys, kill the enemy-" Guan Zhongyun pulled out the sword of the Imperial General from his waist and pointed to the clear sky in the northwest.
Chapter completed!