The Battle of River City, which broke out on December 4, was the last battle in the third year of the Restoration Calendar and the last battle in the early days of the War of Kings. ¡¨Q?Among them, Snowton's Middle Army formed in the west of the city, and the camp of the Guangming New Army was in the southwest of the city. In this way, the Guangming New Army does not need to worry about the enemy's detour from the east. What's more, there is a river more than a hundred meters wide between the two armies. If Snowton's army forcefully swims across it, it will inevitably suffer heavy losses. But King Nachini did exactly this because he couldn't afford to wait, and neither could the 200,000-strong army. Since all the food and baggage in the Snowton camp were burned during the attack on Severa, King Nachini had to urgently allocate it from the country. Even the Duke of Borriello also supported a large amount of stored food. After a long supply line, A steady stream of goods are shipped to the front. But the desert cavalry stationed in Liajic City has become a nightmare for Snowton's logistics troops. They appear and disappear, specifically attacking food convoys rushing to the front line. When these cavalry whistled and rushed out of the forest, the soldiers and civilians fled in panic, leaving only the heavy chariots and horses behind, which were burned by the enemy. Only one-third of the supplies that finally arrived at the front line were left at the time of departure, and with the arrival of winter, this proportion will further decline. Before the troops and horses move, food and grass go first. Every general understands this truth. King Nachini had to initiate this battle, and it had to end in a short time. So as soon as the battle broke out, he ordered the entire army to press forward. Even if the enemy's firepower was fierce, they had to forcefully cross the river. Tuchel also knew that the river could not stop Snowton's army for too long. He only hoped to dampen the enemy's spirit before doing so. In the past ten days, both parties have continued to test and contact each other, and they have done enough foreplay. Now we face each other across the river. ** was on the verge of burning, and in just one morning, a tragic atmosphere enveloped the entire place. Smelling the strong smell of blood in the air, the eyes of Snowton's soldiers began to become bloodshot. They had learned that there was only one day's food left in the army. To retreat is to fail, and to fail is to die. They have no way to retreat, they can only fight to the death to find a glimmer of hope. "The situation seems not quite right" Tuhel looked hesitant, stood up and walked to the edge of the platform, looking towards the battlefield in the distance. ? Ordinarily, a battle of this scale. Both sides will not invest the main force in the early stage, but will mainly test the enemy's reality. But unlike what he expected, the enemy's morale was too high, as if they had been given blood. The vanguard drove the horses and dragged the iron chain across the river. The iron vertebrae connected to it were smashed into the ground. They used stones and even the corpses of their comrades to secure it firmly. With the iron chain as a fulcrum. Infantrymen can also swim over more easily. The catapult of the Guangming New Army adjusted its angle accordingly. As more warriors crossed the river, more bodies swirled in the current. "Report!" A ranger quickly stepped onto the platform and reported urgently, "General, at five, ten, and twenty miles downstream of the river, the enemy troops are divided into three groups to forcefully cross the river. Our archers are Unable to deal with it, a small number of enemies have already landed on the south bank. "How many troops have the enemy gathered in each of these three places?" Tuhel turned around. asked in a deep voice. "According to the brothers' visual inspection, each location is within 20,000, and the total is about 50,000." The ranger raised his head and replied. "Fifty thousand?" Tuhel frowned. This was far beyond the standard of testing. If fifty thousand enemy troops were allowed to cross the river, then they would attack from both sides and their own front would be in danger. He thought for a moment and made a decision, "Command, the entire Fifth Army Corps is sent out to go west along the river to stop the enemy. No soldiers are allowed to cross the river!" "Order!" The messenger ran away quickly. Then I heard a clear and clear trumpet sound from the rear camp. "Beat the drums, gather the generals, and prepare for the decisive battle!" Tuhel slapped the sword on his waist and shouted loudly. The heralds scattered and conveyed the order to all the troops. "Commander, I'm going to prepare too." Maccarone, who had just closed his eyes to rest, suddenly opened his eyes and picked up the narrow-edged swords leaning to one side. ¡°Victory or defeat depends on this, take care, general.¡± Tuchel approached him, the two reached out and high-fived each other, holding each other tightly. In the past period of time, they had gotten along quite happily, and they also felt a sense of sympathy in their hearts. "Commander, take care." Maccarone nodded, turned around and left resolutely. He tied the sword's belt around his waist and tightened it tightly. As he stepped off the platform, he raised his head and prayed to heaven. Almighty God, please protect us and win this battle. ? ? ****** ? It is getting late, and the war has entered a white-hot stage. In this gentle river, Snowton has lost nearly 20,000 soldiers, which is the establishment of an entire regiment. But King Nachini¡¯s expression remained unchanged. He knew what kind of sacrifice was reasonable, and for the sake of the greatHe is willing to pay ten times or even a hundred times the price for the unification of Lu. "Your Majesty," the scout rolled off his horse, his body covered in blood, "The enemy sent out a large number of troops, under the banner of the Fifth Army Corps, down the river. A large group of our army that had just crossed the river was completely wiped out." "Continue. Cross the river, maintain pressure, and force the enemy to divide their forces," King Nachini explained and re-observed the battlefield in front of him. Relying on iron chains, several floating bridges have basically taken shape. Their lifespan is maintained at about half a quarter of an hour. Bridges are constantly being destroyed, and then new chain bridges are erected. ¡°There¡¯s still an hour before it gets completely dark.¡± Sunia observed the words and said something from the sidelines. "Yeah." King Nachini nodded, but what he was thinking about was actually another thing. The frontline battlefield is a lead-in that will lead to people with ulterior motives in the rear. The Lion King lowered his head and murmured, "Modecic, Allegri, I'm sure of victory, and I hope you can do the same." The shouts of death became low again, and the bodies gradually began to accumulate in the lower reaches of the river. Another group of soldiers lost their lives, and another group of soldiers stepped onto the battlefield. They shouldered the mission of opening up forward positions, but were driven back into the river by the enemy again and again. The two sides fought fiercely on the river beach, fighting hand-to-hand and blood flowing everywhere. "Sonia, you go back to the camp to see Master Vilanoo," after a while, King Nachini took out the prepared envelope from his arms and ordered softly, "Then, let's execute this together. "The order." "Yes, Your Majesty." Suniya bowed to accept the order and turned his horse back to camp. He subconsciously whipped up his horse and sped up the speed. The young staff officer who dreamed of becoming a famous general was not willing to miss this earth-shattering decisive battle because of this. ¡(To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster! ps: (First update.)