My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 215: Delayed Fronts

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“All right, let's go.” Merlin, as commander, lay in a soft tent, watching the big army slowly catch up, and slowly retreating further away from the Carthage, said.

“But Commander!” Someone said anxiously that it was a middle- and lower-level officer who had just been promoted, and that he had just been stopped by Merlin when he spoke: "It was here that the camp was set up and the army was admitted. ”

“But, Commander.” The young and magnificent officer drank: “Here the Carthage people have many poisonous bugs, their skin is the best background in darkness, they don't even need to wear clothes are natural assassins, if they camp overnight in the wild, they will attack us, they can't stay here! Commander!” Merlin is not a member of the military and her title is only [Commander-in-Chief of the Roman Infantry Regiment of the Front of Valencia].

Without a military post, only Her Excellency the Commander would be able to call her.

Of course, this is where Nero can rest assured. What better way to reassure the emperor than to be a brilliant, unauthorized woman who can completely remove her military power and win battles all the time with no authority?

It's gone!

Merlin waved lazily: "Dig out a ditch, don't go too deep, but surround the whole camp, fill it with wood and tongue oil, you can burn it all night, it's okay. ”

That's the gap! That's the gap! It's not a gap in intelligence, it's a gap in strength! The national power gap, you let Camelot or Carthage use the following oil so luxuriously! The logisticians are spraying your face!

Is it that luxurious?

These soldiers stared and watched as the usual precious tongue oil was poured out of the barracks and thrown into the trenches they dug with wood, and when they finally lit the fire, all they had to do was notice if anyone had crossed the fire ring.

This is also used by many in modern warfare, but it is of little use for small-scale SWAT sniping.

Looking at the luxury of the Romans, who had already lit the trenches just before dusk, angered and envied the Carthage, but Hannibal gave up his last thought and intention.

This time, the commander made no leaks, and Hannibal felt that this time the commander was hard to fight.

So he retreated very decisively.

Despite the slightest words, Africans easily retreated on dark battlefields, and the lions did not have night vision, but the jackals did. The jackals often bullied the lions with night vision, and the jackals, who often ate meat, were able to walk easily at night.

You know, it's a very important ability. Because of the insufficient extraction of trace elements, many ancients were night blind, in other words, almost zero fighting power at night, and an even more powerful regiment was simply impossible to fight without seeing anything.

But the fire began to diminish the situation, diminishing the Carthage's ability to fight at night.

Their best interests had been piled up with money by the Romans, and there was no point in continuing the fighting.

It's just pure spelling and consumption.

Carthage is no match for the old empire of Rome.

Hannibal clearly recognized this.

So he retreated very decisively.

Almost completely, the Carthage Regiment withdrew more than a thousand kilometres in one night, seemingly exhausted and able to crumble them once and for all.

But Merlin stood up surprised by the news: "No, they're leaving Rome! ”

That's right, the Carthage have to give up all the benefits gained in Rome and retreat to their nest, and Carthage has to leave!

That's their real nest and base.

Once they return, they will occupy Carthage province entirely by force, in which case the Romanian Empire would like to turn Carthage into its own colony only to say that it is a long way from home, and what is more terrible is that many noble estates and farmlands, the estate is on Carthage's side, the roots of Nero are basically not secure, and if Carthage is removed from her control of the nobility of the country, it will be massively centrifugal to Nero, and this must not happen!

Just as Merlin asked everyone to abandon their heavy armor and mount a light battle against the Carthage Army, it had been discovered that half the Carthage Army had been lined up with wood to the Carthage, which was the modern Moroccan neighbourhood, and that the Strait of Gibraltar was not as deep or as wide as it was in modern times, except that this part of the shallow beach not only swam sharks and shallow water coral reefs, but huge battleships could not get in.

Perhaps this is the best time for a shark to hunt, but it's obvious that there are too many people crossing the sea this time, even if the shark kills tens of thousands of people on a raft.

Carthage people not only see themselves as people, but also as people, their own people are bitten by sharks or turned over, and they all continue to slide on paddles deafening. Looks like a really cold scene, on the sun.

“Throw the gun, get ready.” Merlin's cold-blooded command, although she has never heard of half-baked excuses, has now completely lost her sense of battle and will, not to mention no resistance at all, and she does not need to hold hands.

This time, the Western Front Regiment of Rome, not even wearing a helmet, finally waited for itself to show its hand, except for a moment in the district, shooting like a forest, like a raindrop, moving towards the other bank, and the Carthage Army, who had not yet had time to climb a wooden platoon.

That is the heavens and the earth, like a black cloud covering its own immense power, no one can resist! No one, no monster, no object can resist the corrugation of death.

Pfft, pfft, pfft...

Voices spread with death, and the Carthage army, even the animals, were thrown directly into the water.

One strip, or stabbed, or none of it, like the ocean, three spears per person, although they brought ten spears, but they ran so long, their strength was long exhausted, and their weight was all.

“My regiment.” At least 20,000 troops have remained on the shore forever, and 3,000 have died in intensive attacks, but Hannibal's face has only slightly changed.

But no one knows that Hannibal's discoloration was not due to the loss of his army, but to the excellence of the other commander!

“It's amazing...” Hannibal couldn't help but say. Whether the other commander is reacting to his intentions, responding quickly to the chase, or finally catching up overnight to snipe her troops off the coast, the future is a great enemy! Just now...

Hannibal patted the white elephant under the seat, and the white elephant turned around very humanely, pushing the white teeth away from the giant elephant on both sides, shaking his head towards the crowd.

Yes, because of the Strait of Gibraltar, Carthage's vast array of beasts: elephants, giraffes, buffaloes, antelopes and other animals can't get past it, otherwise it would be an incredible array of fireflies, wouldn't it?

But because it was impossible, the Carthage Army, after crossing the Strait of Gibraltar, stranded itself and tried its best to attack only to push the front near Valencia, but only to that end.

Had it not been for the arrival of the other commander, Hannibal might have come up with a small plot to destroy the army a little further south, and even the border with the Camelo Sea would have been nothing more than that.

But Hannibal withdrew resolutely, as the other party had arrived at a wise commander, who, under the guidance of that commander, had no chance whatsoever for Romanian national power.

The other party also resolutely pursued, the bite was tight enough, and Hannibal, who tore up a large chunk of meat, was in a good mood, because he knew that since then, the sky was high and the sea had leaped with fish!

“Well, stop chasing. Clean the battlefield.” Merlin said she was a little sloppy.

“But…” said the young general, glaring back at Merlin: "I am the Supreme Commander. Besides, don't you know what the problem would be if you crossed the sea and chased them with an anti-Gog blow! Get out of here, you idiot! ”

The officer was forced to climb away by Merlin's circumstances.

Merlin sighed and rubbed her eyebrows. These stiff Romanian soldiers were totally proud of glory and death in battle, as if they inherited the custom of death in battle as glory. Romanian soldiers had no idea what to do. Such an army, no matter how many Kerals they met, was fated to be played to death!

In fact, that is why Kerall needs to establish a military academy.

The Camelot Knight is also this ghost...

He must make their brains more flexible and learn more about local combat skills so that he can safely hand over the knight to them and use the knight's power to perform tasks that seem impossible in this era!

And that's what Mellin is struggling with.

“Well, forget it. Send His Majesty a quick newsletter first.” What follows is still daunting, depending on how the propaganda is spread. Perhaps domestic opposition will not be so great if the threat of Carthage is exaggerated and victory is used to cover up the loss of Carthage province.

This effect is the same as Yuan Chonghuan's report to Emperor Chonghuan: repeated wars and defeats and repeated wars.

Whether it's effects or actual applications.

Merlin gave the whole of Rome a perfect answer with her own wisdom.

The recovery in Carthage Province, on the other hand, is based on the Strait of Gibraltar as a demarcation line and stands still… (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.)