My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 265 Roman Tactics

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“Knock knock! Knock, knock!” The short march of six syllables brought down the Roman heavy infantry neatly by six steps, six at an average height of one metre and eight six at a distance of ten metres.

Ten meters down, they were able to give Camelot's fighters a clearer view of their equipment, and the momentum of a thousand hammers came directly into play, and even Kerall had to admire the army to make Camelot's light infantry aware of where the gap was.

But Kerall wasn't nervous.

Just like the knights of Camelot, who cultivated three generations of hammers for 50 years to cultivate the noble elite of the knights, these Roman infantry soldiers are citizens of Rome, all of whom have twenty or thirty slaves in their homes, so to speak, human beings.

The dominant fighters of this era are the lower middle nobility, which is an excellent system, which the Spring and Autumn Warring States used, but which was eliminated in a growing number of wars.

Rome has not experienced intense fighting. If hundreds of thousands of troops had fought, I'm afraid noble recruitment would have been eliminated long ago? So Kerall has now begun to aggressively reduce the impact of the noble recruitment system, expanding the entire force to Camelo's peasant class, so that the source of the force is solved, which, although naturally not comparable in quality to the noble adults who exercise every day, is quantitatively enough to make the country's armament better than anyone else's.

Including the Army, the Navy. The system is unscheduled, but the elite of the Roman Infantry Corps naturally goes without saying.

“Projection!!” The Roman instruction was called out, the other group of heavy infantry men with short swords hidden behind the shield without a trace of expression on their faces, and after three rows of infantry arrays, they were just wearing light armor vests, wearing helmets, revealing their well-dressed arms, the powerful arms with bronze colour untied their belts at will, and then released the striped objects wrapped in cloth that had been stuck on the back waist, once untied, more than twenty short spears were carved out in almost a mould and displayed in front of them.

The physical requirements of all Roman heavy infantry are the same, not that you are a spear thrower, so your weight will be smaller, because the armor weight of the spear thrower is all occupied by the weapon, they are all short spears except for a short sword, and what's even scarier is that their arm strength can project all 25 short spears out, and they have a special skill for power that is easier than opening a bow and arrow.

This creates a dense armor breaking effect, so even when faced alone with a spear thrower, the effect is terrible!

When they fought alone, they held a Roman sword in their left hand and a spear in their right hand. Even ordinary knights could not easily take out a single Roman spear.

Anyway, they picked up a short spear, they held it in their hand, and the spear tip flipped, and the whole person had an unprecedented momentum, neatly aligned like a thousand hammers, and for a moment, the spear that covered the sky spread from the sky, the horror that even the blue sky shielded would definitely engrave in the hearts of some weak people for the rest of their lives.

But Kerall has a way.

It was long before Merlin gave the order to attack that Kerall began to make the order simultaneously: "Raise the stone wall! ”

The stone wall, when building the castle, Kerall specifically asked for the remaining square stone. Everyone thought that Kerall was going to use these things to build the castle, but watching this heavenly spear rain, everyone suddenly heartily thanked Kerall. This force acceleration at the same time boosted the short spear no more than the bow and arrow, so called three arrows less than one knife, three knives less than one shot, this heavenly spear and rain caused six times more damage than the bow and arrow!

It's too dangerous! It's just too dangerous!

A shield wrapped in iron can't stop these steel floods, and a spear tip with a triangular diamond spins in the air with velocity and the power of its owner and gravity of the earth at the same time, causing destructive forces that are the ultimate disaster for the enemy!

Shields can't stop them, and if they're still defending themselves with shields, then death can wait.

But with these stone walls, it's different!

A stone wall can accommodate more than twenty people, squeezing is fine, listen to the muffled humming outside. Although the scene is a little pale, it is true that Kerall's wisdom can bridge the gap between power!

Kerall just stood on top of the city with a white shield and a calm face.

His actions have inspired the recruits greatly, and the power of this leader is absolutely immense!

Even the long spear of retreating and leaning on the corner of the castle and watching the head continue to shoot in is a long sigh of relief.

The spears are strong, but they are not high enough in range and height. The spears that come in sporadically are already at the end of strong crossbows. More spears have been thrown on stone walls largely because of their skill, and more so because of the corners of the walls and the lack of them.

This level of precision is enough to make any archer sweat!

But thank Kerall for his wisdom 2,000 years in advance.

Without exception, more than 10,000 spears were completely blocked, and there were no casualties except for a bad luck man who was stuck in his thigh by a spear coming down from the wall.

Thank you, wise man.

At this moment, no matter how jealous Keiral is or how envious Keiral is, one can't help but feel at this moment: it's a wonderful emotion to have Keiral.

Keiral sat calmly in the city, just looking comfortable, as if all the reactions of the other party were in his calculations.

The second wave of spear jets rushed forward again.

However, this attack was lightly avoided by an already skilled Camelot soldier, who didn't even hit his ass.

But the three projections were the rule of the Roman Heavy Infantry Regiment, and Kerall stared at the third wave of attacks just as they were thrown out of his hand, and the Roman spears began to pack their weapons, and the Heavy Infantry pulled up a V-shield that was inserted underground and then slowly pushed towards the corner of the wall.

At this time, the third wave of spear rain fell, and Tinker Bell struck Kerall's defensive magic like rain against a banana, but the tattoo didn't move.

Behind him stood six round-table knights, whose eyelids drowned like they were asleep, but were wrapped in Kerall's defensive magic, and the spear rain of such a noise seemed to fall asleep. This calm alone made them worthy of the title of round-table knight.

“Coming." Kerall smiled softly.

“Kay, you want some?” Gagheris went one step further and asked quietly.

“Gally, hold on.” Kerall smiled and stretched his hand flat.

“Too impatient to get good stuff.” Kerall gently pushes the white jade pieces onto the board between black and white: “Similarly, patience can catch big fish. ”

“Steady, Gally, steady... Lily.” Kerall muttered softly.

“Wang, they're turning their backs on us. Shall we fight?” Around Altoria, a knight went up and asked, "This time Kerall brought 3,000 knights all behind her, and Kerall dared to resist 20,000 elite Roman heavy infantry with just 5,000 recruits.

If the average person hears this news, they either think Keiral is crazy or that Keiral is looking for a way to die, but Keiral did!

Because he knows full well that the cavalry's power is not in the defense of the city!

“Wait, it's not time.” Altoria and Kerall learned politics, learned to be kings, learned to be cunning, and learned to wait.

Her progress was enormous, not just because of Keiral's teachings, but also because of the constant pursuit of those behind her, Joan of the early period, Dracula of the mid-term, to this day Lancelot.

Keiral's appearance made her understand what talent was, and Joan's appearance made her realize that the world was self-taught, Dracula's appearance made her realize that the immense Roman Empire was buried with genius like a star. Alexander was king, but with talent, she was under tremendous pressure, so she was advancing and oppressing herself with all kinds of potential enemies!

So she matured, and in an extraordinary way, she began to learn to wait, to learn to be patient, that her country was less powerful than any other country that was struggling on the continent, and as an island nation, she understood, as he said, that there were innate disadvantages.

So you have to be more mature, and you have to kill more.

She can't lose, Camelot. She can't lose!

So wait a minute.

“You see how they attack the city?” Kerall turned around and asked the six knights of the round table.

The Grand Duke of Andrei quit the Round Table Knight Long Series Round Table Knights with only 12 remaining, behind him stood Beowulf, Gagelis, Gareth, Andrew, Reinhardt and Bedwell Six.

It's like a little test.

“Do they still want to climb with their hands?” Even Beowulf couldn't laugh, and he made a serious little cold joke.

“No, I don't think it's funny...” The fourth wave of spear rain came out of nowhere, but the target of the attack was not them above the walls, but the entire walls!

A deep shot into a third of the way, even the average spear pole was exposed, and then the Romanian heavy infantry nearing the city plunged the shield into the city, and the first platoon began to climb up with its hands!

Just with their helmets on their heads, they were quickly invaded without bows and arrows and other weapons, and suddenly approached a quarter of the height of the castle.

This speed made Gagheris probe his head and bounce back like an electric shock: "Damn, Beowulf, you raven mouth, they're coming up. ”

“No rush," Kerall raised his hand very calmly: "Push the stone.” (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.)