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Looking at this sturdy city that was frantically reinforced by Gilliman, Fulgrim was helpless. He knew that it would be impossible to break through it in a short time. He decided to set up the marching camp and artillery positions first. Under the order of the Warmaster, most of the soldiers began to set up camp. The heavy infantry of the eight battalions of the Word Bearers were pulled out to form a defense to prevent the enemy's shameless sneak attack.

These heavy infantrymen of the Word Bearers wore dark red robes, and Central Asian-style plate mail, ziplock mail, or chain mail. Their equipment was very messy, and their weapons were also varied. Except for a spear and a shield, which were universal, their secondary weapons ranged from scimitars to war hammers, from javelins to arquebuses. They had everything. Even the auxiliary soldiers of their legion were Sunni fanatics.

The only thing that all Word Bearers have in common is that they all wear white turbans or wrap white cloth around the edge of their helmets. All of them carry a copy of the Koran and wear Islamic holy objects.

Fulgrim felt that it was not enough, so he transferred two battalions of soldiers from the Caliph's sons. This group of perfectionist Janissaries refused to use muskets because the smoke from the muskets would pollute their faces and clothes. Therefore, the entire Third Legion could use bows and arrows. Although due to different strengths, some people carried high-pound war bows and some carried low-pound hunting bows, but in the end everyone could use bows and arrows to fight.

In addition, they all carried shields and spears as melee weapons.

Fulgrim nodded with satisfaction. With ten thousand elite heavy infantrymen defending, his own defense was indestructible. The three legions had fought side by side in Asia Minor for a long time. The Sunni soldiers of the Word Bearers were extremely fanatical and ready to die. With spears and armor, they made them excellent heavy armored line-holding infantry. Even the heavy cavalry of the Timurid Empire could not break through the Word Bearers' defense. With his own two battalions of two thousand elite heavy armored archers, that was enough.

However, he didn't expect that Ji Liman would actually launch an attack when the group had just arrived in Skopje and had not yet established a firm foothold! With the familiar sound of the horn, the gates of Skopje opened wide, and countless soldiers wearing black armor and pale cloaks on their shoulders rode on horses and rushed out in an orderly manner. The large flags embroidered with swords and wings fluttered in the wind.

"Angel Six Wings! They are the Dark Angels of the First Legion! They are said to be the strongest cavalry in Europe! Be careful!"

"What are you afraid of? I've fought against plenty of cavalry in Asia Minor!"

The Word Bearers shouted and immediately began to deploy their positions and put up a defense. The heavily armored soldiers gathered into dense spear phalanxes, which weaved a solid defense line made of steel and flesh. They even placed temporary wooden chevaux de frise in front of the army. The sharp wooden spikes and sharp spears intertwined into a forest of death to resist the enemy's cavalry assault. These heavy infantry from Asia Minor were all too familiar with cavalry raids. They had fought against almost all the Central Asian cavalry under Timur's rule.

However, what they were facing today were the Dark Angels, and they were Dark Angels that had been adjusted by Aenarion using epoch-making tactics.

The Terrorwing, who was in charge of the bombing, was the first to go out. A full forty carriages pulled forty three-pound cannons and rushed forward! These cannons did not stay at the common artillery bombardment position of 3 meters to kilometer. Instead, they took advantage of the fact that the artillery positions of the three legions were not set up and directly rushed into the long-range shooting position of meters for bows and muskets! They were even running forward! They looked like they were going to charge, which made the Word Bearers puzzled. Although there were few chariot soldiers these days, there were still some. But what was the idea of ​​charging with cannons?

The two thousand Janissaries of the Caliph's son did not waste any time. They immediately drew their bows and arrows under the protection of the Word Bearers. Some bards who became military musicians sang magnificent and gorgeous poetry - they also had a dragon-blood poet. Irel Khan could let anyone who heard his singing. The arrows were enchanted with the frost power of the white dragon, and the dragon-blood poets of the Caliph's son, whose blood was derived from the chaos dragon, enchanted each arrow with terrifying shockwaves. The terrifying sound waves could crack the ground, tear the eardrums, and even crack the internal organs through the armor, making people spit blood even though they had no external injuries.

In just a few tens of seconds, the son of the Caliph threw tens of thousands of sonic arrows at the carriage. However, the distance of two hundred meters was still too far. These war horses were covered with a layer of white silk cotton cloth and a layer of chain mail. They had good protection against arrows with almost no force at such a long distance. The artillery on the carriage was fully armed and failed to cause much damage. Only those damn sonic enchantments caused interference.

At this distance, the firing of the 3-pound cannon was extremely terrifying. Relying on their thick armor and the treatment of the priest, the members of the Wing of Terror, under the holy light of Allah and despite the sonic volleys of the Son of the Caliph, managed to rush to a position of meters, equipped their cannons with shotgun shells, and began bombing!

In an instant, flames burned, thunder roared, and every black muzzle was accompanied by dazzling fire, blasting out iron bullets, iron sand, and destructive shotgun volleys weighing 1.3 kilograms, which turned into an overwhelming iron-gray wave, smashing wooden stakes, piercing armor, and tearing human bodies with a force that could destroy everything in its path. The Word Bearers in the front row fell like weeds in the shotgun fire, and broken limbs and flesh splattered in all directions along with dripping blood. The entire spear phalanx was in great chaos after a thick layer of it was cut off!

After a round of cannonball bombardment, a thousand steel-winged cavalrymen, the armored holy cavalrymen of the Eastern Roman Empire, aimed at the holes in the cannons and began to move forward with a pace that made the earth tremble. A thousand of the most handsome Thessalian elf war horses changed from a slow walk to a fast step, and then from a fast step to a trot! They were all wearing cotton armor, chain mail, and ziplock armor, and the protection and weight were extremely terrifying! The price was a slow speed.

Armored cavalry is very deformed, because the most important thing for cavalry is speed. Although heavy cavalry is not as fast as light cavalry, the cost of training a cavalry is too high after all. You can't just go out and die in cloth clothes. It is normal to give the cavalry enough armor defense. Because of the weight, the reduced speed is not unacceptable. Heavy cavalry wearing triple armor is also fine. After all, the defense is improved. Because of the increased weight, the ability to charge is also strengthened. Therefore, heavy cavalry is generally standard, balancing speed and defense, and can fight cavalry or charge infantry positions.

However, the men and horses wore triple armor, which was too much. Even if a horse could withstand such weight, it would be impossible for it to gallop. With the men and horses fully equipped with triple armor, it would be good if they could trot. The speed dropped sharply to an unacceptable level, which was only faster than that of heavy infantry. Some light infantry who were extremely good at running could compete with them in speed, and their endurance was very poor, so they could not fight continuously.

However, the Eastern Roman armored cavalry sacrificed speed and endurance in exchange for extremely exaggerated defense and charging capabilities - this extremely expensive type of troops was not used to fight cavalry, nor was it used for outflanking. They had only one purpose, to serve as an indestructible sharp weapon to smash the enemy's infantry positions.

Seeing these armored cavalrymen, with the sonic weapons of the Son of the Caliph printed on them, rushing towards them slowly but firmly as if they were strolling in the garden, the Word Bearers were all pale. In the 15th century, the Empire still had an armored cavalry unit in Europe? ! Although this thing has a lot of shortcomings, its impact is several times that of heavy cavalry! What's more terrifying is that the Steel Wings rushed over when the Terror Wings' artillery bombardment was over and their own formation was in chaos! With the coordination of artillery and cavalry, it is difficult to stop this thing even if it is in a normal formation, let alone now? ? ?

Chapter 319: Lioness and Phoenix

"Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow!"

The sons of the Caliph fired one after another.

Each arrow was equipped with sonic magic, which was enough to shatter the armor of the Eastern Roman Iron-clad Paladins at this distance. However, their armor was too thick. After the outermost layer of armor was shattered, there were still two layers inside. The horrifying screams from the sonic arrows could not be heard because the horses' ears were covered with triple iron armor, and therefore could not scare the horses at all.

After three rounds of arrow rain, all the armored paladins were shot like hedgehogs, but the arrows were generally stuck in the first layer of razor armor and the second layer of chain mail. Although the armor was full of cracks due to the sound waves, it did not cause decisive damage, which meant a logistical problem.

A whole battalion, a thousand armored holy cavalry, rushed to the enemy's front like a steel wave! The Word Bearers stared with horror, watching the night attack of the people, the group of land; 9493'61'35 horses together are nearly three meters, covered with armor, and the faces are also covered with hideous ghosts. The armored cavalry swept the world with the trembling earth! Every time the strong horse hooves fell, they would crush the earth, splashing mud and dust, and the sharp spears reflecting the sunlight were getting closer and closer to them!

Even the Janissaries felt the fear.

"Repent! Today is the day you die!!!"

Amid the deafening sound of horse hooves, the two armies collided fiercely! Instantly, the sound of heavy objects colliding, the clanging of metal, and the neighing of war horses rang out! Spears fiercely stabbed the bodies of soldiers on both sides. With the weight and speed of the armored cavalry, the dark angels' lances penetrated the gaps in the enemy's armor with overwhelming force, piercing through the Word Bearers one by one. Many of the fierce elf veterans even directly picked up the enemy's bloody corpses, let out a creepy war cry, and continued to charge forward! It was like stabbing the second soldier like a string of candied haws.

After the Word Bearers' spears pierced the Dark Angel's armor, they were blocked by the two layers of armor inside. The best record was breaking a few ribs of the enemy by the impact. Then the next second, they were hit by the triple armored warhorses trotting all the way, breaking all the bones in their bodies. They flew backwards spitting blood, or were trampled into scarlet meat paste by the horses' hooves. The screams of the soldiers, the sounds of breaking bones and flesh, and the gushing of blood intertwined into a melody of death above the battlefield.

The Dark Angels' Steel Wings were like a sledgehammer, slowly but heavily smashing and breaking through the Word Bearers' defenses, and charging directly at the tired archers whose arms were already a little stiff from having just shot more than twenty arrows!

"Sons of the Caliph! Spear wall defense! Cavalry! Cavalry! Hurry to reinforce! Phoenix Guard, follow me to fight the enemy!"

Fulgrim was a little panicked. These three legions had all fought in Asia Minor and had limited knowledge of the nine imperial legions in Europe. They really didn't know that there were still such heavy and slow armored cavalry here, but with terrifying assault capabilities. He first ordered the archers of the two battalions to put away their bows and arrows, draw their spears and shields to form a formation for resistance, and then mobilize reinforcements.

However, Dreadwing's artillery had disrupted the Word Bearers' defenses, and Steelwing's cavalry had broken down their formation. Now the Word Bearers' position was in chaos, and the heavily defended spear phalanx had turned into a messy and horrifying sea of ​​corpses and blood. The orderly battle cries had turned into noisy and chaotic wailing moans, and the remaining soldiers were walking around on the corpses of their comrades in a disorderly manner. The whole place was in chaos, and the heralds and centurions had all died in the last two rounds of attacks. The large number of remaining soldiers were unable to form an effective formation.

At this fatal moment, the Hurricane Wings, which had the largest number of Dark Angels, launched an assault. Three battalions of Slavic heavy cavalry, uttered blood-curdling war cries, and lined up in strict and orderly formations, rushing hand in hand into the rift torn open by the Terror Wings and Steel Wings. It was simply a massacre to use strictly lined-up cavalry to attack the chaotic infantry. The Hurricane Wings easily reaped the spoils and swept the battlefield. A large number of heavy cavalry even caught up with the Steel Wing armored cavalry who charged first, and together with them, they killed the son of the Caliph!

Behind them, all the Slavic raptors turned into beasts, gave up their armor, and specialized in speed to the extreme. They quickly transformed into beasts, grew black wings, and flapped their black wings, flying high into the sky, directly passing through the loopholes in the Word Bearers' defense line, and pounced on the auxiliary soldiers who were setting up tents and artillery arrays!

Artillery bombardment, armored cavalry charge, heavy cavalry harvesting and sweeping, Aenarion marveled at the French artillery and cavalry coordination, and also marveled at the high combat effectiveness of the First Legion. Then, at the impatient urging of Llane, he rode on the shadow dragon. A total of 500 Deathwing veterans, starting from level 8, all equipped with plate armor and a large amount of magical equipment, summoned their own griffins, accompanied by the legion commander and the warmaster, and flew high into the sky, like a meteor, and went straight to Fulgrim's headquarters!

The Phoenix Guards were faced with a formidable enemy and were forced to give up reinforcements. They formed a formation and engaged in a fierce battle with the Deathwing veterans. Phoenix-wing halberds screamed and tore through the sky, smashing heavily on the black plate armor. Beaked hammers whistled across the sky, pecking through the purple and gold-plated armor.

Seeing the First Legion so brave, the Sixth Legion, the Iskandar Dire Wolves, were unwilling to lag behind. Like the Dark Angels, all of them were fast-moving cavalry. A thousand Slavs transformed into armored werewolves, riding on large thunder wolves that were larger than horses. With creepy wolf howls coming one after another, their weapons were as powerful as the Thunder Wolf.

Launch a thunderous charge with spears and battle axes.

The remaining 3,000 people were completely transformed into beasts, turning into giant wolves as strong as bulls and as powerful as thunder! These armored giant wolves carried battle blades on their backs and spread their four claws, running on the battlefield like dark lightning! The Lord of the Legion, Leman Russ, rode the largest, strongest, and even most durable pale giant wolf wearing armor, and rushed to the front of the Sixth Legion.

What is even more frightening is that each of these 4,000 Iskandar Dire Wolves has at least one prairie wolf, dire wolf, winter wolf, or thunder wolf as an animal companion. The Lord of the Legion, Leman Russ, rides a giant white thunder wolf, and is followed by three smaller thunder wolves to assist these werewolves in battle.

Gilman also gave orders, and the 13th Legion of Ultramarines, followed closely by a huge number of elven heavy cavalry, passed through the gap made by the Dark Angels, and rushed into the chaotic camp of the Ottoman army in a mighty manner.

As for the Seventh Legion, the Sultan's Fist, this legion was composed of Albanian gold dwarf slaves. Their short legs basically said goodbye to saddles, and they were mostly infantry and artillery, with a few chariot soldiers at most. They did not participate in the cavalry assault at all, but stayed in Skopje to guard the city walls.

Seeing that the enemy had taken out all their cavalry and was about to attack when they were still unstable, Fulgrim and the other three legion commanders became anxious and led their personal soldiers to stop them. The Phoenix of Asia Minor roared angrily, and the purple-gold phoenix flames formed illusory flaming wings behind her. The violent hot wind lifted her elegant body into the sky. The long sword in her hand was burning with purple-gold phoenix flames, and she roared towards Llane on the dragon's back.

"Traitor! Rebel! You used to be the war commander of the Ottoman Empire. Why did you fall to this? Today I am the war commander of the empire, and I have come to clean up the mess for the Ottoman Empire!!!"

"You're called Zhanshuai?

The Lion looked at Fulgrim, the new warmaster of the Empire, and his heart was filled with nameless anger. He clenched the hilt of his sword with both hands and used the Holy Slash! Instantly, a sacred and magnificent golden pillar of fire burst out from the Lion Sword and rushed straight into the sky. The terrifying heat wave twisted the air, and the high-temperature flames burned the sky. The golden Holy Fire of Allah burned more vigorously and dazzlingly than the purple-gold Phoenix Fire!

From afar, it looked like a minaret made of golden holy fire rising into the sky from the back of a dragon. Its majesty and brilliance completely overwhelmed Fulgrim's phoenix fire.

The next second, the magnificent flaming tower suddenly collapsed, and the golden flames flying all over the sky screamed, spun, and danced, accompanied by the boundless killing intent of the Lord of the First Legion, and slammed into Fulgrim fiercely, making her like a kite with a broken string, and was directly knocked away by the Holy Slash! She fell heavily on the ground dozens of meters away, and dust and dirt were splashed into the sky several meters high!

"Warmaster! Warmaster!"

The Janissaries of the Caliph's son rushed over in horror and found that their warmaster had been cut in half by Ryan's sword. She was lying on the ground with lifeless eyes and dilated pupils. Her long silver hair was like a silver carpet, scattered under the half of her body. The purple-gold armor was directly melted by the holy fire. The steel at the broken part of the armor was in a semi-melted state. The scarlet viscous molten iron was madly burning her flesh and blood. There was not a trace of blood left at the broken waist, because the whole waist and internal organs were burned into black charcoal by the high temperature flames the moment they were cut in half.

But in the next second, the purple-gold phoenix fire actually burned at the wound where the internal organs were carbonized and melted. The slender waist, plump buttocks, and two slender white thighs grew alive again in Ryan's surprised eyes. Balls of purple-gold fire burned leisurely at just the right place, blocking the private parts of the Lord of the Third Legion. Fulgrim slowly came to his senses and swung his sword at Ryan again!

"Damn Komnenos, once these guys reach a certain level, they are like cockroaches and cannot be killed no matter how hard you try."

Ryan was a little annoyed, waving the Lion Sword and fighting fiercely with Fulgrim!

Chapter 320: No one betrays

In a corner of the battlefield, Leman Russ was riding a wolf, leading three wolves to kill people. Under his long golden ponytail hair, on his wild and untamed face, his eyes flashed with terrifying ferocity like a wolf, ready to devour anyone.

Her tall and muscular body was clad in a breastplate made of the scales of an adult white dragon, with a full coat of white wolf leather wrapped around her shoulders. Her strong arms and thighs were completely exposed, with white muscles shining with wildness and strength in the sun, forming lines of feminine and elegant posture. She wielded a battle axe in her right hand and a long sword in her left, killing many people in the crowd, with scarlet blood splattering everywhere.

Just when Leman Russ was killing with all his might, he ran head-on into the elite core of the Word Bearers, the Lord of the Sixteenth Legion, Lorgar, with the Grand Imams of the Serrated Sun Society, who rushed directly into his face!

This group of high-level priests are all wearing triple armor, wielding hammers in their right hands and holding the Koran in their left hands. The sacred classic quotations of the Prophet are carved on the armor plates. Each of them has at least three levels of divine magic enhancements, [Divine Grace], [Divine Power], and [Uprightness]. Behind each of them, four to eight golden divine wings are burning, representing the number of amplified divine magic on them.

The leader, Lorka, had eighteen golden wings burning behind him. This group of Imams looked like a group of human-shaped

The scorching sun walks among the world, proclaiming the oracles of Allah.

"Leman Russ! You lowly Slav! The Sultan treated you well, why did you rebel?! What did the traitor Gilman promise you???"

Luo Jia questioned his sisters angrily.

"Rebellion, what rebellion?! Why don't I see any rebels???"

Leman Russ rolled his eyes and spoke confidently.

"Grand Vizier Khalil has tampered with the king's order! He has held the young lord hostage! We are going to follow Warmaster Gilman, enter Edirne and purge the emperor! We are going to take back the power of the country! We are going to rule the empire before Bayezid II comes of age, and return the power to him after he comes of age.

Look, the guards of Sultan Muhammad, the 21st Legion Scythe of Fatih, have all returned to the 13th Legion Ultramarines! The guards of the deceased Sultan are on our side. Isn't it clear enough about loyalty and treachery, good and evil? I followed the Warmaster to rebel because of justice, and definitely not because she promised me to divide the land and grant me the position of King of Macedonia! "

"fart!"

The Imams led by Loka were almost laughing at this group of rebels. This guy is good at confusing right and wrong. Could it be that I am the rebel?

"There is no point in talking any more. I will chop off your Slavic barbarian head today and bring it back to the regent! Allah! Hu Akbar!!!"

Lorgar roared, and with the help of eighteen priests' magic, he swung his war hammer at Leman Russ's head. The she-wolf looked ferocious and transformed into a beast. Its two slender white arms expanded rapidly and grew fur the color of a blizzard. Its bright white face also turned into a ferocious wolf's head. It swung its war axe to block the powerful blow. The hammer and axe collided, and the shock wave generated by the collision spread out in all directions with a harsh metallic clang, knocking many onlookers to the ground!

Luo Jia was a little panicked. He came prepared this time, with 18 divine arts, but he could only fight against this beast-like Slavic savage on equal terms? How strong was this she-wolf?

Leman Russ held Lorgar's hammer with one hand, and the long sword in his left hand suddenly thrust forward like thunder. Lorgar raised the Koran in his left hand and instantly sent out a holy shock, summoning golden flames to bombard the she-wolf, but Allah's holy fire collapsed and disintegrated after touching the blizzard-colored hair, and it did not break the she-wolf's magic resistance.

However, Leman Russ's long sword wrapped in a blizzard pierced Lorgar's breastplate firmly. Although it failed to break the armor, the huge force directly destroyed her body balance and knocked her to the ground with the sword!

"Ahaha, got you!"

Leman Russ swung his sword, and the three giant wolves following her rushed forward one after another. Two wolves bit her hands, and one wolf bit her left foot. The fourth giant wolf she was riding directly pressed down on Lorgar, opening its mouth to bite at her chest protected by chain mail and plate armor. Its sharp fangs rubbed against the steel, making a creepy and terrifying sound. Leman Russ himself wielded his axe and sword and chopped directly at her neck!

"Kill the rebels! Protect the legion commander!"

The high imams panicked and rushed to protect the emperor. A high-level priest barely blocked Leman Russ' attack, but his arms were broken and bleeding profusely. The second priest caught up and continued to block the crazy attack of the terrifying she-wolf. The third priest healed the two with a healing spell. Other priests also rushed forward, using the golden holy fire to scare and drive away the wolves, and rescued the legion commander from the wolves' mouths.

Seeing that a bunch of priests of the Word Bearers were fighting against their own boss, the Iskandar Dire Wolves were not happy anymore. A large group of wolves with various hair types and colors rushed over roaring and fought with the priests of the Word Bearers. Half of the wolves were wearing armor. Mixed in the crowd were the Janissaries of the Sixth Legion. This mixed group of humans and wolves was extremely brave, brutal, and cunning. Both sides shouted and fought fiercely, using fangs and claws, and divine flames to eliminate their former comrades-in-arms without any effort. For a while, there was no clear winner.

At this moment, there were several earth-shaking explosions on the battlefield. The Raven Wing members had already rushed to the artillery position with incredible speed and began to burn the Ottoman Empire's ammunition depot with flames, detonating several gunpowder barrels stacked together, which made Fulgrim's heart tremble. After blowing up the gunpowder depot, several Raven Wing members felt that they were doing nothing, so they even started to burn the tents.

At this moment, the vampire lords of the Eighth Legion were forced to take action in broad daylight. Thirty-three blood lords, plus the vampire king Koze, summoned a swarm of bats to block the sun's rays for them. The horrible darkness dyed the sky, changing the color of the sky and the earth. The sun and moon lost their light, and the crow wings flying in the sky were blocked.

On the ground, a large number of Undead Mages drove tens of thousands of zombies and skeletons out of the camp in a mighty manner, trying to intercept and encircle the cavalry of the three legions. Whenever zombies and skeletons died, these Undead Mages hiding in the dark would resurrect the newly dead soldiers of both sides and make them new Undead servants. The Word Bearers who had just been defeated by the Dark Angels turned into Undead in large numbers and stood up again, blocking the broken encirclement.

"Forget it, let's go! This phoenix can't be killed in a short time, and their cannons are almost useless. They are not a big threat to the city wall. Let's retreat quickly before the Midnight Lords surround us!"

Ryan observed the situation and ordered everyone to retreat. She skillfully manipulated her troops, commanding the five wings of the Dark Angel to attack to the east and the Iskandar Dire Wolf to attack to the west.

Attacking, the Ultramarines rushed northward, tearing apart the enemy's encirclement.

Just as the enemy was facing the fierce attack of the three legions and the encirclement was getting bigger and bigger, and they were desperately reinforcing the east, west and north directions of the encirclement, Ryan gave an order, and the cavalry of the three legions turned around with their mobility and charged towards the extremely weak south together, breaking through the encirclement in one fell swoop, rushing towards the south opposite to the city, and rushing through the entire half-built camp of Fulgrim!

They had too many cavalry. The Dark Angels and Iskandar Dire Wolves were all assault cavalry, and the Ultramarines were a legion with a seriously excessive number of troops and cavalry. With such a large number of cavalry, the three ordinary legions did not dare to waste their precious cavalry to catch up. They could only watch them make a 180-degree turn and run along the outer wall of their own camp all the way back to the city of Skopje in the north. The morale of the entire camp therefore plummeted to the lowest point.

Chapter 321: Golden Dwarf

Watching the enemy retreat, Fulgrim checked the losses with a gloomy face. The enemy took advantage of his unstable footing to launch a surprise attack, which dealt a huge blow to him. On the battlefield, the enemy's corpses and wounded added up to less than 500, while his own Janissaries and auxiliary soldiers were killed and wounded for more than 5,000! Half of them were because they were scared by the cavalry, fled everywhere, and trampled on each other, causing deaths, a ratio of one to ten!

A large number of tents were burned down by those damn Crowwings, more than half of the gunpowder stockpile was blown up, the stock of artillery shells was seriously insufficient, and the food was also destroyed to a certain extent. These were not the most troublesome things. The most troublesome thing was that the morale of the three legions was crushed. Everyone had a depressed look on their faces. Even if they were ordered to attack Skopje, it would be difficult for them to have any motivation and morale.

Fulgrim sighed. Now that things have come to this, he could only set up camp outside the city to block the retreat of the four legions. He just needed to wait until the 5th Legion White Scars, 9th Legion Ghouls, 10th Legion Iron Hands and 19th Legion Raven Guard all arrived and gather superior forces before attacking. By then, he would have enough cavalry to engage in a head-on battle with the two all-cavalry legions, the Dark Angels and the Iskandar Dire Wolves!

It doesn’t matter. This war is seven legions versus four legions, and the advantage is on my side!

Different from the gloomy atmosphere outside the city, the four legion commanders in Skopje were jubilant, cheering for their recent victory and holding a grand banquet. Aenarion also took the opportunity to get close to the other two legion commanders besides his wife and aunt, wanting to know why they were willing to follow Girriman in rebellion.

The commander of the Sixth Legion, Iskandar Dire Wolves, Leman Russ, was a half-Slav and half-Viking, a complete drunkard. He ate meat and drank wine with big mouthfuls at the banquet. A barrel of Greek wine was finished a short while after the banquet began. Her four animal companions also followed their master to devour the food. They lay on the table with their two front legs, and their slender wolf mouths drilled into the chest of a roasted whole cow to chew wildly, making their entire mouths full of grease and spices.

These wolves also drank. Leman Russ found a large plate and poured a barrel of Greek wine into it. The four giant wolves vied with each other to drink it. After a while, one of them was so drunk that he was rolling on the ground with his tongue hanging out.

Aenarion pretended to like wine, took a few barrels of wine and drank with Leman Russ, using the wine to get close to him. The she-wolf was generous and didn't bother to hide anything. She said that she was the commander of the legion, which was the pinnacle of the Ottoman military position! It was almost like a Jiedushi, and the only one above was a Warmaster.

However, there is only one position of Warmaster, and it is too competitive for eighteen legion commanders to compete for it.

As for other official positions, such as the Governor of Macedonia or something like that, because of the Ottoman policy of separation of military and political power, you have become the legion commander in charge of an army, with the power to mobilize and recruit troops. The administrative powers such as personnel appointment and dismissal, taxation, legislation, and trial in the garrison will no longer be given to you. Once you become a legion commander, if you don't want to become a war commander, your life is basically over.

Some gentle and peaceful legion commanders are actually quite satisfied with this position, and some ambitious legion commanders also want to become warmasters. Leman Russ is somewhere in between gentle and peaceful and ambitious. He doesn't want to be introverted, nor does he want to be without promotion. So, based on her understanding of her brothers and sisters, Gilman promised him the duties of the Governor of Macedonia, which is equivalent to giving all the administrative appointments and dismissals, financial and grain taxation, and legal trials in Macedonia to the Lord of the Sixth Legion. With all these rights added together, Leman Russ is the King of Macedonia!

After bidding farewell to the drunkard Leman Russ, Aenarion found Rogue, the commander of the Seventh Legion, the Sultan's Fist.

The Seventh Legion recruits soldiers from the Albanian gold dwarves. Perhaps because they often live underground and in caves and tunnels, the average height of the dwarves is only over one meter, but their physique is extremely strong and solid, so their average weight is almost the same as that of humans. The extremely strong ones are as big as a ball, one meter tall and wide. The male dwarves have extremely dense beards, which can act like masks to filter out the dust they breathe into their mouths and noses when they are digging rocks.

Ordinary dwarves are very strong, while gold dwarves are stronger than ordinary dwarves, but also a little clumsy, and their agility and reaction ability are slightly worse. The fastest way to distinguish the two types of dwarves is to look at their eye color and hair: ordinary dwarves have dark colors such as black, brown, gray, and white hair, while gold dwarves have long golden hair that is as bright as gold, and a pair of bright eyes.

His eyes were as bright and dazzling as two pieces of melting, burning gold in the darkness.

As for the female dwarves, they are not as strong as the male dwarves, nor do they grow beards. They look like ordinary humans who are too short. If their faces are a little more childish, they look like little loli - and their legion commander, Rogge, has such a pink, white and tender baby face, coupled with her petite figure. If she was not sitting in the upper seat, no one could tell that this blonde loli in golden armor was actually the leader of the Seventh Legion.

In response to Aenarion's question, Rogge silently picked up the glass and drank it, then angrily threw the glass out of the hall. It was a long time before the clanging sound of the glass falling to the ground could be heard.

"I have been with Sultan Murad II since I was a child! The Seventh Legion is Sultan Murad's throne legion! I have been fighting with the Sultan for more than thirty years! Thirty years! I defeated Timur in the east and the Crusaders in the west. I have made great contributions and won the title of [Sultan's Fist]! I admit that I am not the most proficient in strategy among the legion commanders, nor the most brave and skilled in fighting, but I am definitely the most loyal!!!"

Roger said through gritted teeth.

"But, what did that kid Muhammad do to me? As soon as Sultan Murad died, he directly disqualified the Seventh Legion from the imperial guards and sent us from the capital to Macedonia, the border of the empire, to fight against our fellow Albanian gold dwarves! Our honor and our status were completely taken away by the bastard born by Murad and a slave girl! The Warmaster promised that as long as I joined her, she would help me regain my previous status! Restore the Seventh Legion's qualification as the capital's imperial guard! I am leading my legion and my soldiers to seek justice from that stinky bastard Muhammad and his son! Brothers, don't you agree!!!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!!!"

A group of drunken gold dwarf generals banged on the banquet table with their wine glasses in indignation at Muhammad's transfer order.

Although it was normal for a new emperor to have new ministers, and there was nothing wrong with Muhammad replacing the imperial guards with the Janissaries who were of the same level as him, it was also normal that the people who were replaced could not accept it. Aenarion was filled with righteous indignation and cursed the Sultan's dishonesty, and felt sorry for the plight of the Seventh Legion, and started drinking with this group of gold dwarves who were also drunkards.

Chapter 322: Sisterly Love

The three legions were stationed outside for a whole week without attacking the city at all. Fulgrim continued to divide his troops to block the mountain passes of Macedonia and Albania, preventing Skanderbeg of Albania from coming with the gold dwarves. But what puzzled her was that Gilliman seemed to be waiting for something. Apart from taking advantage of her arrival at the city and fighting a few of them by taking advantage of her small number of cavalry, she never attacked again.

We are waiting for reinforcements from four legions. What are you waiting for? The Romans have been crippled, and the Albanians are trapped in the mountains by me. You have no reinforcements? And this group of people clearly knew the story that the four loyal legions were about to arrive???

On the eighth day, Fulgrim received word of reinforcements.

The 9th Legion of Ghouls crossed the Danube in a mighty force and joined the 19th Legion of Raven Guard. The two legions have now arrived at the border between the Kingdom of Serbia and the province of Macedonia. After hearing that the Warmaster had placed auxiliary troops in the two fortress castles of Feranje and Vitina on the border, they also placed some soldiers inside the two very important fortress castles and then continued to move south.

The Fifth Legion, the White Scars, had come from Thrace and had now reached the only land corridor linking the two provinces of Thrace and Macedonia: Scotusa, where they had left some ogre sinners. They then continued on their way and joined the Warmaster.

The Tenth Legion moved the fastest. Fulgrim's closest comrade, Philus, led the mighty Iron Hands army to the heart of Macedonia, and divided its troops to assist in garrisoning Sindos and Aignion, the two northern and southern gates of the Macedonian provinces. The four legions strangled all the links and roads between Macedonia and the Ottoman mainland, and then continued their actions.