The torrential rain on the east coast of Constantinople stopped, the clouds cleared and the sun shone.
Many people in the second army breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't wait to go out into the open air to bask in the sun. They already had some symptoms of fever, nasal congestion and headache. The sun is really life-saving.
"Thank God!" Many soldiers knelt on the ground, holding the cross on their chests devoutly, with the warm sun shining on them, and finally they would not be plagued by diseases.
The commander of the Second Front Army looked at the sun in the sky and ordered: "Gather everyone, cheer and wave to the West Bank." A group of generals understood, this is the best moment to show the Second Front Army to the Byzantine people gathered on the West Bank. If it wasn't for the fact that they were farther away and could no longer see people's faces clearly, they could have worn bloody clothes with a resolute look on their faces, giving them a good reputation.
"Will it be attacked by the Da Viet people?" A general murmured.
"If the people of Da Viet come out, they will give us credit." The other generals laughed. Although they may not be able to defeat the army of Da Viet, Byzantium will never be defeated in one battle. The number of seven or eight thousand people is placed there. It is impossible for the people of Da Viet to defeat them in one fell swoop. According to the usual practice, a battle of this magnitude will take at least ten days and a half months, some of which are opportunities to shift positions and mobilize reinforcements from the West Bank. To put it simply, as long as Dai Viet's army is dispatched and the phalanxes of the Second Front Army are swaggeringly unfolded, it can be announced immediately that the bloody battle has killed as many people as Dai Viet and has won a major victory.
"As long as the people of Da Viet are not stupid, they will not come out to die." The commander of the second front army arranged his neat general uniform, and after recapturing the city on the east bank of Constantinople, a large number of Byzantine soldiers came by ferry from the west bank. There is no risk, and the weather is fine, which is more conducive to the landing of reinforcements. As long as the people of Dai Viet are not sick, they should hide in the castle honestly, hurry up to repair the collapsed city wall, and prepare to accept the long siege.
A group of Byzantine generals nodded regretfully. The army of Dai Viet has been staying in the castle for the past few days. Any fool can see that the army of Dai Viet has no desire to fight anymore, and most of them are really waiting for reinforcements. In this way, it is not very likely that the Dai Viet army will take the opportunity to fight in the face.
"I'll arrange the formation immediately." A certain general said, he must be able to warn the people of Da Viet not to come out to seek death, and he must be able to show the most perfect posture in front of the elders in his hometown on the West Bank.
On the west bank of Constantinople, countless people looked at the east bank. Some stood by the coast, some stood on the cliffs, and some stood on the roof of their own houses. Everyone looked at the east bank hard.
"Look, that's our army!" Some Byzantine people shouted excitedly, and the Byzantine army on the east bank formed a phalanx, with armor and swords gleaming in the sun.
"They waved to us!" Some Byzantine people cheered, extremely excited, and the heroic dream of retaking the east coast of Constantinople waved to them. Countless Byzantine civilians on the west bank frantically waved to the soldiers on the east bank. Many people held flowers in their hands. If they couldn't throw them across the Bosphorus, the soldiers on the east bank were guaranteed to be covered with flowers.
The Byzantine general on the east bank ordered: "All stand at attention and shout to me, Long live Byzantium!" Just posing is useful, and it is useless to run to pose under the shortest distance of 745 meters. Only a neat shout can let all the Byzantines know how mighty they are.
Listening to the neat slogans, the people on the West Bank became even more excited. They cheered and waved in disorder, and the flowers in their hands shook and all fell to the ground.
The soldiers standing in the back row on the east bank were very dissatisfied: "Look, those people in front are so happy, all the limelight belongs to them." Everyone was cheering, but the people in front showed their faces, and the people behind showed their buttocks No chance.
"745 meters, their faces can't be seen." Someone reluctantly said, not knowing whether to comfort others or themselves.
"The eyes are good, and you can still see a rough outline at 745 meters." A soldier said sourly, if a daughter of a nobleman on the other side took a fancy to a soldier with the wildest cheering posture here, she would become a rich man in turn. son-in-law.
"It's fine if it's for the blacksmith's daughter." Another soldier was very envious, because they were spearmen, so they were unlucky to be ranked farthest from the west bank?
"Anyway, the generals are not here, let's go to the front." Some soldiers whispered, those generals were lucky, they squeezed to the front to show their faces, but let them stand stupidly behind. A group of soldiers nodded vigorously, regardless of whether they are in formation or not, go to the front to see if they can be seen by the blacksmith's daughter.
The spearmen desperately squeezed forward, and the rest of the troops were extremely dissatisfied. Why can you squeeze forward regardless of the formation? In an instant, the formation also dispersed and squeezed forward.Hu Xueting didn't move at the wound on Hu Ting's wound.
"Treat with internal strength!" Xiao Xuelan remembered again. When Master was in a coma in Situ Mansion, her sister said to use internal strength for treatment, but she didn't know how to use internal strength at that time.
"Would you know it?" Zhang Xutuo stared at Xiao Xuelan, sounding unreliable, but only a dead horse can be regarded as a living horse doctor.
"No." Xiaoxuelan said, in the despair of Zhang Xutuo, she gritted her teeth and said, "Master said that I have the best luck, so I will try everything!"
The cabbage trembled violently, but there was a little bit of internal strength, but it wouldn't kill Hu Xueting with a single palm, right?
"Wait a little longer! Wait a little longer! Isn't this a last resort?" Zhang Xutuo firmly opposed saving people with internal strength, and grabbed Xiao Xuelan. If Xiao Xuelan beat Hu Xueting to death with her own hands, it would be tragic. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com