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Chapter 305 Taking the Heavy Responsibility Alone (for Subscription)

If the soldiers want to successfully climb across this rope bridge in the dark and reach the other side, they need not only courage, but also skills. Although it is only nearly [-] meters, it is actually very time-consuming. When encountering clumsy soldiers, crossing the river is like a snail's crawl.The comrades behind were anxious but did not dare to say anything, because several of their companions accidentally fell into the river and disappeared.

It was already late at night, and one-third of the soldiers of the First Brigade had not yet passed.Dracos felt that time was running out and he could no longer wait here, so he ordered the captain of the first battalion who had not yet crossed the river to organize the soldiers behind him to cross the river, and reminded the captain of the first battalion, Adrian, who had already crossed the river. Kess: When daybreak, immediately lead the First Brigade to raid the defensive camp along the river path, seize it, ensure the Second Army's smooth entry into the territory of Bithynia, and then work together to capture the city of Bithynia.

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Most of the soldiers who crossed the river lay quietly and orderly on the river beach under the command of their respective squad leaders and squad leaders. They took the time to rest, calm down their nervous emotions, and restore their physical strength and energy so that they could be in a better condition. In order to cope with the coming battle, a small number of soldiers who were in better condition sneaked into the woods and used the tools they brought to saw off the small trees as quietly as possible, chop off the branches, and make simple wooden ladders.

As the captain of the camp, Adriankos took several guards and crawled not far from the defensive camp, observing the layout of the camp with the faint firelight of the camp.

At this time, he felt someone patting his back. When he turned around, he saw that it was the captain of the first squadron.

He hurriedly climbed back with him, far away from the camp, and then sat up: "What's the matter?"

"The brave man who swam across the Craty River is in a hurry and wants to see you."

"Is there something urgent about him? Is he dying?!" Adrianx said impatiently.

In the past few days, he has been in a irritable mood. You must know that in order to organize a delegation to participate in the Isthmian Games, he even sought Davos's approval and did not follow the Second Army to participate in the reinforcement of Tarantum.As a result, the troops who went on the expedition returned with great honors, but the Games delegation he led became the laughing stock of the entire Greece.After returning, a few senators in the Senate criticized him for this matter. Although he was protected by Davos and the former mercenary senators, he did not receive much blame, but he felt very aggrieved in his heart.

Coinciding with the outbreak of the Bruti War, Drakos, an old friend who knew him well, approved the First Brigade he was responsible for to cross the river first and assume the important task of occupying the defensive camp and handling the entire legion. This gave him a good opportunity to prove himself and wash away his shame. Therefore, he has been holding back his energy.

Adrianx hesitated for a moment, but considering the contribution Sekorian had made, he decided to take time to meet him.

At this moment, Sekerian was being treated by doctors across the river. In addition to skin injuries, his most serious injuries were two broken ribs on his left side and some damage to his left lung.The doctor reset and fixed the broken bones and bandaged his wounds.

Seeing Adrianx, he struggled to stand up, but was stopped by the doctor.

"You'd better lie down!" Seeing that he was seriously injured, Adrianx's tone became gentler: "I heard that you want to see me for something?"

"Yes...Captain..." As soon as Sekerian spoke, his lungs were affected, and the pain made his face distorted. His voice was like a broken bellows, hissing. He said with great effort: "I heard that You give the order and you won’t attack the enemy’s defense camp to the east until dawn…”

"Yes, this is the order of the legion commander." Adriancus thought he was going to ask for a fight, so he said: "You need to have a good rest now and don't need to participate in the next battle."

"If... if we attack the defensive camp first... the enemies in the city will know... that we are coming... and they will defend with all their strength... If we want to take Bisignia... it will increase the difficulty, brothers. The casualties will also increase... Why... Why not attack the city of Bisignia directly?!... I swam across this river... I know they will never think of... us..." Sekerian was anxious As he spoke, he was breathing harder, and the doctor quickly told him to stop talking and rest well.

Although his voice was choppy and his speech was a little unclear, Adrianx already understood what he meant: Bithynia city is defenseless, we should attack him in a sneak attack!
Adrianx's eyes lit up: Being able to lead a large group to win a city independently would undoubtedly wash away the previous humiliation!As for sneak attacks on cities, Dionysia already has a lot of successful experience in this regard. To capture Amendolara, capture Niutum, and capture Grumentum, the key is to act suddenly, attack violently, and advance Be quick and deliver the greatest blow to the enemy in the shortest time, plunging them into chaos.This has been summarized by Davos and written into the tactics chapter of "Dionia Military Law".

Adrianx still remembers what Davos repeatedly emphasized: dare to take risks, but also plan carefully.

Now, he has made up his mind: not only to capture the defensive camp, but also to attack the city of Bisignia!Therefore, he had to think carefully about the situation in Bithynia.

Davos once wrote a pamphlet about the city of Bithynia (actually due to Antrapolis), and the officers of the Second Army could recite it by heart.Adriancus closed his eyes and could picture the city's interior sketch in his mind: Bithynia is a small city, and its walls are not made of stone, but double-layered wooden walls (the Bruti region is surrounded by Greek city-states) , greatly influenced by the Greeks, the city walls of each city are diversified according to their economic strength and degree of threat. Knapetia, Cosenza, and Vigo all have stone walls, and Bithynia has wooden walls. (Ambania is just a simple wooden fence), there are about 3000 soldiers in the city, and according to the continuous observation and reconnaissance on the other side in the past few days, the city of Bisinia once sent no less than 2000 troops to the west. He went there and has not returned yet. Therefore, including the defensive camp in Bithynia City, its remaining strength should be similar to that of the First Brigade. It is possible to capture the city of Bithynia independently by calculating whether it is intentional or not, and whether it is prepared or not. Sex is huge!

Adriax had not thought before that it was because he was used to obeying the orders of his superiors. Now after repeated thinking, he decided to send 300 people to attack the defensive camp, and he personally led 700 people to sneak attack on the city of Bithynia.

He immediately called the company captains and squadron captains to renegotiate the attack plan, and sent more soldiers into the woods to make more wooden ladders. The movement was naturally louder than before, but the dark night and the rushing river made their actions difficult. After making the best cover, the Bithynia people, who had been safe for hundreds of years, did not build a sentry tower outside the city. The few sentries on the wooden wall also fell asleep early, and the city of Bithynia was still in chaos. silence……

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The passage of time was too difficult for Adriax. He tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

But the night will eventually pass, and when a glimmer of light appears on the horizon, he turns over and sits up, wakes up the orderlies around him, and whispers: "Inform the captains of each company to start taking action!"

The messenger notified each company captain, each company captain informed each squad leader, each squad leader informed each squad leader, and the squad leaders woke up their soldiers one by one.

The soldiers yawned, picked up wooden shields and bayonet spears, and a few of them picked up wooden ladders and began to follow the team leader unsteadily.

There were no drums or bugles, everything was carried out in silence.The soldiers stared dimly at the swing of the military flag in front of them. As the team marched slowly, the scattered formation gradually became orderly, and the confusion on the soldiers' faces was replaced by sobriety.

150 meters... 100 meters... 50 meters... The team has reached the trench of the city, but there is still no movement on the city wall.

There were countless sharpened wooden stakes erected in the trench three meters wide and three meters deep, which the soldiers could not cross with bare hands. There was no open space on the other side of the trench, just a towering wooden wall.

The wooden ladder was put up, one end plunged into the soil, and the soldiers held it up. The other end was not long enough to reach the top of the wall, so it didn't matter.When the soldier climbed to the far end of the wooden ladder, he stretched his hands as hard as he could, grabbed the top of the wall, and with a strong push, he climbed up the top of the wall.

The sentry wrapped in fur on the walkway was sleeping soundly against the wall. The vibrations and noises on the wall made him open his eyes alertly. However, it was too late. More than a dozen wooden ladders were set up on the wall, and he climbed over the wall at once. There were more than a dozen soldiers, and the corridor was quickly filled. Before the sentries understood what was going on, they were either killed by gunfire or became prisoners.

Then, the soldiers at the top of the wall quickly opened the city gate. According to the prior plan, the captains of each regiment led the soldiers into the city immediately, divided their soldiers into three groups, and quickly advanced along the streets.

It worked!Adrianx waved his hand excitedly: "Blow the trumpet!"

Bugles and drums sounded at this time, and the soldiers also took the opportunity to roar, and the city immediately became chaotic as if an earthquake had occurred.Whether they were naked and went out to check the situation; or they hurriedly picked up weapons and rushed out of the house, they were caught by the soldiers marching along the street. They stabbed them without any explanation, and screams continued for a while... bloody killings. The Bissinians were so frightened that they simply hid in the house and did not dare to make any move.

Although the city of Bithynia was built in a mountainous area, it was actually a flat city located in a mountain depression. Therefore, the first brigade moved forward very quickly. In front of them was the chief's mansion in the center of the city, which was also where the meeting hall was located.

Such a big commotion in the city, of course, alarmed Kanalu who was still asleep. He just sat up sleepily when his subordinates rushed in: "Boss, no...it's not good! The enemy has entered the city!"

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