Mythical Version of the Three Kingdoms

Under Benito's order, the five legion commanders barely recovered their morale. After all, when they don't know what to do, it is also a correct way to be commanded by others, not to mention that Benito is no matter what. Pretty good general. .Update the fastest

"Alderaan, you lead your army to burn all the pontoon bridges farther up and down the Tigris River, and confiscate all the ferries. What we have to do now is to delay time." Benito ordered coldly.

For the current Benito, since the Thirteenth Rose Legion is gone, if there is no amazing achievement, it will definitely be judged by the parliament.

In this case, it is better to take a gamble, maybe you can win, as for losing, wouldn't it mean that Mesopotamia and Assyria were all taken away by rest.

It doesn't matter to Benito now, all these places have been taken away, and the result is the same for him as having all these places in his hands. The destruction of Thirteen Roses has already made them powerless to refute.

That being the case, a fight might have some effect. Anyway, based on the aura of Anxi seen by Benito, if he can't come up with any plan, places like Mesopotamia will inevitably be taken away.

[If Thirteen Qiangwei is still there, I will definitely have a fight with Anxi now to stabilize my momentum. Unfortunately, the strength of our army is obviously at a disadvantage now, and Anxi has already appeared enough elites to deal with Thirteen Qiangwei. It is a very troublesome problem. 】 Benito gave the order while thinking.

Originally, when Gilia was going to deal with Anxi in the east of the two rivers, Benito was ready, so after the defeat and retreat, he quickly broke the pontoon bridge and confiscated the boats, but he really didn't think that he would lose so miserable.

Not to mention that the Parthians won so smoothly that they might have more time to search farther upstream and downstream. As a last resort, Benito could only allocate the not too many troops in his hand to order other Go upstream and downstream to burn down the pontoon ferry and ferry.

"Carlo, let your legion carry out the investigation. If there is any change in the rest of the army on the opposite side, come and inform me immediately, and the others will re-establish a line of defense with me." Benito ordered to another legion commander. At this time, he had already Got an idea.

"Yes!" Carlo nodded.

"Erklan, do you still have the courage to fight?" Benito asked, looking at the somewhat dejected subordinates below.

"The fearless citizen of Rome never loses his courage," Elkran roared.

"In this case, we lost Thirteen Roses, but the tactics left to us by Caesar are still our precious weapons. Are you willing to let me lead you to fight against Anxi?" Benito asked very solemnly, "Victory It shall be ours!"

It has to be said that Benito's experience and ability far surpassed Gilia's by several blocks. Under his purge, although the entire Roman army did not completely come out of the shadow of the Thirteenth Rose Legion's destruction, it gradually began to restore their morale.

Coupled with Benito's constant command transfers, the entire Roman army had no spare time to stop and think about the impact of this incident.

"We must create a big victory. Although the morale of the army has gradually recovered, this alone is not enough. It's just that the Mesopotamian plain is too wide, there is no place for ambush at all, and We have to drag it here for at least a month, what should we do?" The others gradually stabilized following Benito's transfer, but Benito alone shouldered all the burdens.

As Benito thought, a very scary idea gradually appeared in Benito's mind. What is there to cherish or not to cherish.

Similarly, Anxi's side is also quite disgusting. Benito, a lunatic, directly burned all the pontoon bridges and ferries hundreds of miles up and down the Tigris River. The army crossed the river.

And what disgusts Anxi the most is that as long as their army sends more than 500 people, the opposite side will immediately send 100 people to follow along the river. There is a Tigris River between the two sides. Although the distance is a bit large, you can still see clearly .

"Our army only got less than fifty small boats in five days?" Fars Sassan twitched the corners of his mouth twice. Although he knew that he would cross the river early in the morning, he really never thought that Benito would move upstream and downstream. It has been scraped for hundreds of miles, and it is clear that it was prepared in advance.

"General Fars, haven't we prepared a warship?" Zhuge Liang said a little puzzled, how could we not prepare a boat to cross the river.

"We have been using boats for hundreds of years in peace." Fars said with a little helplessness. In the last Persian Empire, their navigation skills were still very good, and they easily ran to the Aegean Sea. Now, they have not used boats for hundreds of years. .

"The Tigris River is not wide, or we can build a pontoon bridge ourselves." Zhuge Liang suggested, and Fars nodded helplessly. Now this is the only way to go.

"It's just that the pontoon bridge has been under the surveillance of the Romans, and the other party can destroy it at any time. If it is built like this, it is easy to cause problems." Fars Sassan does not seem to be doing useless work.

Zhuge Liang frowned slightly. From what he said, he heard something else. For example, the other party seemed to want to stay here.

"May I ask the general, how long will it take for His Majesty to attack Armenia?" Zhuge Liang thought for a while and said.

Fars Sassan looked at Zhuge Liang with admiration, "From north to south, you can directly cross the two rivers."

"It turns out that the general doesn't mind the other party delaying time at all. To be precise, the other party is delaying time, and the general is also delaying time. Under the two-phase attack, the general intends to destroy the remaining two legions together?" Zhuge Liang understood instantly. Fars Sasanian thought.

"Why don't you try it if you have such an opportunity." Fars Sassan said with a smile.

Zhuge Liang was inexplicably speechless, and Fars Sassan might have seen Zhuge Liang's doubts and said, "The general is worried about what will happen to the situation if it takes too much time?"

"Well, the Romans must have their own calculations, and I'm worried that they will change later." Zhuge Liang didn't hide anything. It is precisely because the Parthians respect them very much that Zhuge Liang didn't deliberately cover up this aspect. He voted for me. , Repay it with Qiong Yao, this is the rule of the Han Dynasty.

Fars Sassan thought for a while, and prepared to explain to Zhuge Liang with a smile on his face. As a result, Zhuge Liang seemed to be able to see it from his expression and face, "I plan to finish my work in one battle, and take advantage of the big advantage now to force the Romans to transfer troops. Then attack with His Majesty left and right?"

Fars Sassan looked at Zhuge Liang in disbelief. He could guarantee that he didn't tell anyone about this plan. Only he and Vologis V knew about it. Unexpectedly, Zhuge Liang broke it in one go.

"It's not impossible to do this. If almost the entire eastern part of Rome is wiped out here, it will be very easy to take the eastern provinces of Rome, and the winning rate of the left and right attacks is very high." Zhuge Liangxu knocked on his face. Soliloquy.

"It's just that there is a huge disadvantage in this." Sima Yi, who had been looking at the map and said nothing, pouted and said with a little disdain.

"Let's listen." Fars Sassan didn't mind Sima Yi interjecting.

Recently, Fars Sassan has figured out the identities of these people. They are all nobles, and they are all big nobles. It is also almost spared no effort.

Therefore, when Fars Sassan decided to go back to see Vologis V, let Vologis V find a way to find a way to manage the noble system from the Han Dynasty, after all, whether Fars Sassan likes it or not The seven nobles must admit that the seven nobles of Anxi are very strong.

If they can condense this group of nobles into a rope like the Han Dynasty, they can't do it in peace when Persia hit the Aegean Sea in one breath and occupied half of the Mediterranean Sea.

Now they have dispatched 120,000 troops in Anxi, and they have almost tried their best, but if they can make the seven nobles the same as the Han Dynasty, the troops sent by Anxi will at least double!

After all, every big aristocrat turned to the royal family, which means that the royal family can spend less energy, and in addition to withdrawing the power to restrict the nobles, they can also get the support of the nobles. To be honest, if the country is monolithic, it is enough to triple the military force of Anxi.

"There is a section between the Euphrates and the Tigris that is very close, and there happens to be Akkad where the Romans garrisoned. If I were Benito, heh heh!" Sima Yi's sneer made Fars Sassan shudder.

Although this kind of smile made Fars Sassan shudder, but this person still didn't understand what it meant. To be precise, they never thought about such things in Anxi.

Seeing that Fars Sassan was still puzzled, Zhuge Liang gave a wry smile and explained, "What Zhongda means is that since death is inevitable anyway, and as long as it is death, it will inevitably be robbed of the Mesopotamia. The distance between the Euphrates and the Tigris is only a hundred miles, and the water can be five or six feet taller, regardless of whether they are elite or not, they are all dead."

Millions of tons of flowing water come over, unless you are Dian Wei, the others are absolutely dead, especially since this is still between two rivers, you have no place to run, if the Yangtze River and the Yellow River are separated by a hundred miles, the middle of each other How do you feel when you dig the river.

Fars Sassan's hair stood on end immediately, how many people couldn't fill it in enough.

"He probably wouldn't do that..." Fars Sassan said with a conditioned reflex.

When Sima Yi heard Fars Sassan's words, he curled his lips in disdain, and turned his head to the side, as if he was too lazy to talk to Fars Sassan, pinning victory on the enemy's stupidity already meant failure, and pinning his life on On the folly of the enemy, oh, only death!