My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 214: Tough Enemy [2W9 Referral Ticket + First Order!

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The next day, Hannibal sensed the enemy's differences with a brilliant sense of war smell.

“Ha ha, you changed command? In exchange for this greatest battlefield taboo, the only one qualified and able to do this is Nero Claudius, the careless little girl sitting in the Romanian capital, right?” Hannibal acutely spotted the enemy's different haha laughing and saying aloud to his side.

The spirits of the people around you are shocked.

For Hannibal, the usurper, they did not cooperate in the first place. Whether he usurped his throne or led them to independence against the Romanian Empire, they all had a sincere resistance, indicating that his name was incorrect, and independence and resistance to the Romanian Empire represented a search for death.

But when they stood up and fought, when they defeated the Romanian Empire completely, they finally realized that the Romanian Empire, which had long ago been a blessing on its own mind, was so weak, so swollen, he was like a balloon, and as long as they turned into needle punctures, they could easily pierce him.

More importantly, when they taste completely working for themselves, without paying heavy taxes, or lowering their heads and bending their backs for those whites, they finally understand why whites like to use them.

White people's estates are gorgeous and produce valuable crops, they used to work for them only to look down at their shoes, but now they can walk into their estates with their heads up, rob them of their money, rape their beautiful wives and daughters, and then, after the beast exasperates, they can still own the estate's land.

This is fantastic!

Carthage's current pattern is not what Hannibal wanted, and Hannibal's gaze reveals deep anxiety.

Hannibal was wearing a black-specific braid, because his father was white, his mother was black, his skin was brown, not pure black like any other African, and he looked like an American of future generations, and his hair was braided one at a time, and for a reason, perhaps an ordinary general or soldier was braided because they killed several people, but as commander, he was braided because of his victory.

Every time he triumphed, he had to put a braid on his head, which to date had become a piece of dense numbness, and he had begun to fight for independence near Carthage's basic soil, now Morocco and the Algerian plains, and then fought all the way to where Spain and Portugal were now, anchoring the front near Lisbon.

It's not that he doesn't want to go any deeper. Now the Strait of Gibraltar is not wide enough for small rows of wood to land easily. That's why Carthage isn't afraid of the Romanian fleet. The Romanian fleet swimming around the Mediterranean Sea is all about invading Egypt and Macedonia, big ships in the Red Sea, or even making progress in the shallow waters of the Strait of Gibraltar!

But Hannibal was afraid of a country.

It's not fear of land domination over Romania, it's Camelo!

Hannibal knew very well that if he continued so far, he would surely be bordered by Camelot, a naval and knightly power, and that the Romanian rebound would become terrible.

He has now begun to hesitate to return to Africa.

Because the pressure on mountain farmers to take Egypt and then Africa as a whole is stupidly moving.

To be honest, Alexander's welfare is better, and it is said that Alexander does not discriminate against blacks either: two of his queens, an Egyptian, a Sabbath, an Egyptian princess and a black princess.

Alexander worked hard to promote the integration of black and mainstream society, and Hannibal was very grateful to him for that, at least if he could possibly invest in his embrace.

But it's too far now!

Whether to serve Alexander or to stand on his own mountain, it is too far away. His strength is ridiculous to call him Wang, but if not King, Carthage's original past, Billy II, did not agree at all to resist Romania. This is precisely when the gang of males came together, and Hannibal's eyes could not compare with the present at any time.

Hannibal was too smart, and precisely because he was too smart, he was so close to winning. Despite killing the king to rebel against this power, he relied on one victory to restore his reputation for himself. He is now the winning lord of the entire Carthage Army, and he looked to the point of victory.

You know, no matter what era the military has a blind admiration for an undefeated leader.

It's inevitable.

Hannibal set his mind to it and waved the flag: "Thousands of Beast fighters, let's break down their front first. ”

Africa lacks everything, water, food, and forests, but there are only two things they need: the sun and the beast!

And so Africans, in order to recover their downfall, they used their wisdom to find a way to tame the beasts and believe in the natural Druids, which they naturally call wild communication.

Of course, warcraft are almost out of nature, Africa has too little resources, and there are hardly any warcraft, so their methods are almost unknown to anyone, but even so, the Legion of Lions, the War Elephants, the Leopard Hunters, are all powerful sides of them.

They hardly have to worry about their logistical problems at all, because the enormous carrying capacity of the wars and the burdens of the camel's death almost make them feel at home.

And they don't have to worry about the onslaught, and the smell of lions and leopard predators scares the horses, albeit only for a moment, and equals eternity on the battlefield.

And the Romans' heavy infantry is what's really scary.

They are firm and like rocks.

They go through hundreds of wars.

They are invincible.

They guard the territory.

They are determined.

They're the perfect warriors!

Hannibal had long coveted three feet of Roman heavy infantry, and he had cursed the bloody Roman Empire more than once in his heart, letting the most elite soldiers wear bronze armor, carry bronze swords, and still use their equipment 10 years ago, but it was this group of fighters who died to resist their own assault and plot, they were like mountains, immobile, immobile!

There's no way to break it!

Hannibal always comes up with this idea between these three months of offense, but he pushes it down again and again, even for the sake of Carthage, to win!

Hannibal looked as if he had burned all the Lion troops in one go, but he knew it was just his test, to see what kind of man the commander across the street was.

If the character of the other commander is known, victory is surprising.

The so-called giving and getting is totally out of proportion, you can try it.

Hannibal's thoughts didn't come out, he was like a leopard before the hunt, and even the people around him didn't know what the king was thinking, but that's exactly why everyone was so afraid of Hannibal.

Hannibal's attack was like a wave, causing the Roman army to take on a slight wave and instantly endure the Lions' attack like a calm stone.

Damn it.

Had it not been for the city capital, Hannibal would have almost shouted.

The guy who came this time is definitely not a simple guy, just by intervening in this seemingly full-fledged "probe attack” Hannibal has almost understood what the other guy is.

Unlike the fools who had been yelling about the glory of the Roman Legion before, those fools who had endured their first attack felt overwhelmed by glory, Hannibal struck them. Deep down, they saw Carthage as a province, regarded their army as a militia, so they were often repelled and the next time they ran into each other dead and alive.

In this way, he has wiped out a lot of troops from the Western Roman Regiment of the Valencia Front.

But this time, they didn't come in as usual.

This time the commander was unexpectedly calm.

The other party explored an array of 3,000 people.

This is the Roman Square.

Unlike the Macedonian Square of Light Infantry, the Roman Square consists of 20 troops per column and 6 vertically. 1.8-2 metres apart. The squads in the horizontal rows are approximately 30 metres apart. Each team is staggered, and the entire queue typically consists of three horizontal columns. The first column is made up of young soldiers, the second column is made up of adults. Adult and formed third column. Behind them are 600 heavy cavalry.

The first platoon of juvenile soldiers were carrying round shields and light marking guns, as well as short swords. Behind them were heavy armor-breaking marking guns, round shields, wide blade swords. The adult soldiers were carrying spears that spanned the entire square array and were able to obtain the 12-foot spear ahead of the juvenile soldiers.

After three rounds of cover-up throwing, the young soldiers will retreat behind the young soldiers, while the young soldiers and the adult soldiers will simultaneously grab the spear and resist the enemy's attack. The young soldiers will use their bodies to lower the young soldiers' bodies to death. After the first attack, the young soldiers will take up the round shield and the wide-edged sword for close combat. The young soldiers will be guarded in front of the adult soldiers, and the adult soldiers will reduce the threat to the young soldiers with their vast experience.

Finally, the enemy is defeated by heavy cavalry...

The Roman Heavy Infantry Square looks completely unsolved!

At least the Carthage are completely insoluble!

They had to retreat constantly to avoid the oppression of the Roman heavy infantry squares, whose usual trick was to drag down the Roman heavy infantry with a long journey of physical strength, full of bronze, armor on their bodies, skirts, boots, guards, shields, spears, spears, etc., and they weighed a lot more!

But the enemy's sly commander resolutely stopped as the heavy infantry advanced 50 meters, and then not retreated, but pressed the whole army!

“Damn it!” Hannibal's long-standing mouthpiece came out of his throat. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)