Caesar's face no longer had a hint of smile, his face was gloomy, as if brewing a storm.

  All the generals around him were silent as cicadas in winter.

  The Han army is too cunning, this is their consistent evaluation of the Black Flag Army and the Red Ocean.

  The red ocean of directional sound was like a fleeing field mouse, wandering around the city head, and as soon as it found an opportunity, it would come up and take a fierce bite.

  Before Caesar's troops could react, they were long gone.

  If the Caesarians intended to besiege the city with a large army, they saw that the situation was unfavorable and immediately hid under the city walls.

  The power of incendiary bombs is obvious, and before there is a specific countermeasure, no commander is willing to experience it again. They have not the slightest interest in using their own lives and honor to add new merits to Chiang Kongming's Seventh Middle School.

  The Red Army was originally an iron army that had been fighting against the Xiongnu in the north for hundreds of years, and it was not unfamiliar with wolf pack tactics.

  Long before Caesar's campaign against the northern barbarians, directions were leading five thousand red oceans within Caesar's territory to play guerrilla warfare.

  His experience is incredibly rich.

  At this time, returning to his old trade, he still appears to be in his element.

  However, all of this was also underpinned by the top-level weapon that Jiang Kongming had recently brought out, the power of incendiary bombs.

  If it weren't for this readily available haven, Duan Yu would absolutely not have been able to play so leisurely.

  So although he led his team in running a considerable distance, the whole team never strayed far from the city.

  The five thousand red ocean of directional sound is just a small disturbance and does not affect the overall situation.

  However, Xu Haifeng's 5,000 Black Flag Army showed absolutely superior top-level strength.

  They flowed into the great camp like mercury, penetrating every nook and cranny.

  Wherever there is a gap, their figures appear.

  Caesar has no shortage of brave generals on the battlefield, and even more so, he is not lacking in high-ranking generals who can command troops.

  However, compared with the Black Flag Army that had split into two batches, their movements and troop mobility were worlds apart.

  The gap between them is obvious at a glance.

  The tents erected by the Caesarians were continually falling down under their almost frantic onset, although they were either empty or had been abandoned long before.

  But these collapsing tents were like a series of loud slaps in the face of Caesar and other high-ranking officers.

  Tens of thousands of troops were helpless against a force of just a few thousand, and if word of this got out, it would be enough to make them the laughing stock for the rest of their lives.

  "The Master says... Loyalty, courage and honor are with us. Children, it is time for you to show your bravery."

  The hoary voice came from the mouth of the old man with a flower in his hair, and even Caesar turned his head to nod deeply to him.

  "Yes, Your Majesty."

  Atuso stepped forward first, knelt down in front of the old man and kissed his feet.

  Following him was Adis, the only male heir of the Rhein family, who made the same move as Artuso.

  After a moment's hesitation, Bancroft, that defeated general, also stepped forward and kissed the old man's feet.

  Finally, Prince Aldegon also came up with his father's tacit consent.

  The four most outstanding generals among the younger generation of the empire, all of them were now prostrating themselves in front of the old man, as if in their eyes, he was not a dying old man, but a high and mighty, all-powerful deity.

  Yes, this old man is the only one in the Empire of Caesar who can sit on an equal footing with His Imperial Majesty.

  "The Han people have defeated the Xiongnu, they are our greatest obstacle to unifying this continent and spreading the will of God. They... The Pope stretched out his dry, chicken-like hand and pointed in the direction of the black flag army that was wandering around: "They are the bravest young men among the Han people, the hope of the Han people. And you, are the hope of Caesar. Go, let them see the bravery of the Caesarians."

  It is...

  Four voices sounded in unison.

  "Unbelievable..." The astonished voice came from Duke Abel's mouth.

  Everyone looked up and saw that the Black Flag Army had made a big detour and was rushing towards the tens of thousands of troops who had just escaped from death.

  Their faces simultaneously showed a bewildered and frightened expression.

  The tens of thousands of troops there were the defeated remnants forced back by Chiang Kai-shek's incendiary bombs.

  Their morale at this time was indeed the lowest moment since the founding of the army.

  The purpose of the Black Flag Army was simple: to disrupt this unit and cause as much chaos among the Caesarians as possible, so that they could muddy the waters.

  "Let's go." Artuso said coldly.

  The four young generals of Caesar no longer hesitated and marched out in a steady stream.

  The Black Flag Army, divided into two teams, pierced the vital parts of the defeated army like two sharp long spears from two different directions.

  Although the officers of the Caesarian army shouted loudly, these soldiers who had been broken by the incendiary bombs showed unparalleled cowardice.

  They were like rookie soldiers on their first battlefield, completely unable to organize a strong resistance.

  Just as the Black Flag Army was rampaging back and forth, this defeated army collapsed once again.

  Four loud bugle sounds entered people's ears.

  Four armies, four iron-clad armies came pouring in from all sides.

  They blocked the defeated army's escape route and drew out their sharpest weapons.

  "Brave warriors, is this... the courage you have shown?!" Artuso's loud voice echoed across the battlefield: "Behind you are His Holiness and the great Caesar, let them see your true glory."

  With the rhythmic beat of drums, the brave warriors of the Second Legion formed a square formation and marched forward in big strides.

  Atusyo, the young legion commander closest to Caesar's ideal of a knight, revitalized those soldiers who had lost their will to fight with his own performance.

  "The Master says... Loyalty, courage and honor are with us."

  Atus's voice echoed throughout the entire sky, on the battlefield, there was no other sound.

  Addis raised his head high, and he shouted loudly like the second great legion of his family.

  Bancroft and Algie, with solemn faces, raised their right hands and shouted at the top of their lungs.

  All the Caesarians were shouting loudly:

  "The Master says... Loyalty, courage and honor are with us."

  Their faces were filled with devotion, and even those scattered soldiers who had long since lost their will to fight gathered up the confusion in their eyes. They looked at the Black Flag Army with eyes full of fighting spirit.

  At this moment, infinite power was reborn in their bodies, and their hearts were once again filled with confidence.

  They are no longer a group of bullied and defeated soldiers, but a group of fearless and powerful generals on the battlefield.

  "Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah..."

  A majestic hymn resounded loudly in the sky above Wulong City.

  "Not good." On the city wall, Jiang Kongming's face changed greatly. Although he had known long ago that the religious beliefs of the Caesarians were also a force not to be underestimated, the power of this force was still far beyond his expectations.

  If the trebuchet and fireballs were new weapons that could decide the outcome of a war, then the religious beliefs of the Caesarians were undoubtedly a super spiritual weapon.

  Moreover, the power of this kind of weapon is enough to change the direction of the entire battle.

  "Master is back." Jiang Kongming muttered softly.

  It was as if I had heard his prayer.

  Those black flag troops who were just invincible suddenly gave up their continued charge, they gathered together, turned around and rushed past from the weakest point of the crowd.

  Artuso was slightly stunned, the effect of the holy song had indeed exceeded Xu Haifeng's expectations, but the Black Flag Army's quick reaction also left this rising star of the new generation of Caesars at a loss.

  The Black Flag Army did not engage in a fierce battle as before, but instead retreated immediately when the holy song sounded.

  They no longer became entangled with any troops, but at their own greatest speed, they burst in among the lines of Caesar's men before they could get a chance to form up.

  When Artuso ordered the interception, this group of black armor, but without a bit of knightly demeanor, the Black Flag Army had long since fled and disappeared.

  All that was left was a deafening curse behind him.

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  On the city wall, Jiang Gongming watched as the 10,000-strong army led by Xiang Hong and Xu Haifeng entered the city in batches, only then did he put down the huge stone in his heart.

  Caesar's men did not pursue their victory, for they were wary of the incendiary projectiles in his hands.

  However, in fact, the number of these things is actually limited. It can be effective for a while, but it's unrealistic to rely on it entirely.

  If Caesar really disregards casualties and launches a fierce attack, these things will not last long anyway.

  Jiang Kung-ming gazed deeply at the fluttering Caesar's great flag in the distance, his heart filled with countless emotions.

  Suddenly, his gaze sank extremely deeply.

  When he turned around, his face was already full of sorrow.

  His eyes fell and under the gaze of everyone present, he walked up to the unknown hero who had blocked the explosion of the incendiary bomb with his own life.

  He bent down and held the warrior's body in his own arms.

  The warrior's blood had long since been drained, leaving only a half-dry stain on his body.

  Jiang Kongming seemed to be unaware, he tightly hugged the warrior's body, suddenly knelt down on the ground, and two lines of hot tears slowly flowed from his eyes.

  On the city wall, anyone who could see here involuntarily knelt down on both knees, and they voluntarily fell to their knees beside the warrior.

  "Your father and mother are my father and mother; your sons and daughters are my sons and daughters. If you violate this oath..."

  Jiang Kongming leaned the corpse against his own body, one hand pulling straight the long hair in front of his forehead, and the other hand picking up a broken sword from the ground, suddenly slashing upwards.

  "Hiss..."

  A light sound, Jiang Kongming's face was covered in blood, his expression terrifying. That one sword strike was too forceful, and it even shaved off a piece of scalp from the top of his head.

  "If I violate this oath... may such befall me..."

  The solemn oath echoed on the city wall, far and wide, and gradually, it kept ringing in the hearts of the soldiers.

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