The five army commanders barely regained their morale under Benito's order. After all, when you don't know what to do, it is also the right way to be commanded by others, not to mention that Benito is the right one anyway. A very good general.
"Alderan, you lead your army to burn all the pontoons further up and down the Tigris River, and seize all the ferries. What we have to do now is to buy time." Benito ordered coldly.
For Benito now, since the Thirteen Roses Legion is gone, he will definitely be judged by the Parliament if he does not have any amazing achievements.
In this case, it is better to take a gamble, maybe you can still win. As for losing, wouldn't it mean that places like Mesopotamia and Assyria were all robbed by Anxi?
It doesn't matter to Benito now. All these places have been taken away. For him, the result is the same as having all these places in hand. The destruction of Thirteen Roses has left them unable to argue.
In this case, if you try hard, it might have some effect. Anyway, judging from the momentum Benito saw of Anxi, if he can't come up with any plan, places like Mesopotamia will inevitably be robbed.
[If Thirteen Roses were still there, I would definitely have a fight with An An to stabilize my momentum. Unfortunately, our army's strength is now obviously at a disadvantage, and An An has already appeared elite enough to deal with Thirteen Roses. This It's a very troublesome question. ] Benito was thinking as he ordered.
Originally, when Guilia was going to deal with Anxi in the east of the two rivers, Benito was well prepared. So after the defeat and retreat, he quickly cut off the pontoon bridge and seized the ships. However, he did not think that he would lose at that time. So miserable.
He never thought that the Parthians would win so smoothly that they might have more time to search farther upstream and downstream. As a last resort, Benito could only use his not too many troops to order them. Go upstream and downstream and burn the pontoon crossings as well as the ferries.
"Carlo, let your legion conduct the reconnaissance. If there is any change in the Parthian army on the opposite side, come and notify me immediately. The others will re-establish a defense line with me." Benito ordered to another legion commander. By this time, he had already Got an idea.
"Yes!" Carlo nodded and said.
"Elclan, do you still have the courage to fight?" Benito asked, looking at his somewhat dejected men.
"Fearless Roman citizens never lose courage," roared Elclan.
"In this case, we have lost the Thirteen Roses, but the tactics Caesar left for us are still our precious weapons. Are you willing to let me lead you to fight against Anxi?" Benito asked extremely solemnly, "Victory It will definitely belong to us!”
It has to be said that Benito's experience and ability far exceed those of Gilia by several streets. Under his purge, although the entire Roman army has not completely emerged from the shadow of the destruction of the Legion of Thirteen Roses, it has gradually began to restore his own morale.
Coupled with Benito's constant command changes, the entire Roman army had no spare time to stop and think about the impact of this incident.
"We must create a great 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 and there is no place for an ambush. Moreover, We have to be here for at least about a month. What should we do?" The others gradually became stable with Benito's transfer, but all the burdens were shouldered by Benito alone.
As Benito thought, a very scary thought gradually appeared in Benito's mind. Now that things have come to this, there is nothing left to cherish.
It's also disgusting here in Anxi. Benito, a madman, burned all the pontoons and ferries hundreds of miles upstream and downstream of the Tigris River. Even if there are occasional ferries, there are only a few scattered ones, which are not enough to make Anxi The army crossed the river.
And the most disgusting thing about Anxi is that as long as their army sends more than 500 people, the other 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 acquired less than fifty small boats in five days?" Fars Sasan's mouth twitched twice after hearing this. Although he knew that he was going to cross the river early in the morning, he really never thought that Benito would cross the river upstream and downstream. It had been scraped for hundreds of miles, and it was obvious that it had been prepared in advance.
"General Fars, didn't we prepare a warship?" Zhuge Liang said with some confusion. How could we not prepare some ships to cross the river?
"We haven't used ships for hundreds of years." Fars said with a little helplessness. During the last Persian Empire, their navigation skills were still very good and they could easily reach the Aegean Sea. Now, they haven't used ships for hundreds of years. .
"The Tigris River is not wide either. How about we build a pontoon bridge ourselves." Zhuge Liang suggested. Fars nodded helplessly. This is the only thing we can do now.
"It's just that the pontoon bridge has always been under the surveillance of the Romans, and they can destroy it at any time. If it is built like this, it is easy to cause problems." Fars Sasan does not seem to be a wasted effort.
Zhuge Liang frowned slightly. From these words, he heard something else, for example, the other party seemed to want to remain in a stalemate here.
"I dare to ask the general, if your Majesty attacks Armenia, how long will it take?" Zhuge Liang thought for a while and said.
Fars Sasan looked at Zhuge Liang with some appreciation, "Going down from north to south, you can directly cross the two rivers."
"So that's it. The general doesn't mind at all that the other side is stalling for time. To be precise, the other side is stalling for time, and the general is also stalling for time. Under attack from both sides, the general intends to destroy the remaining two legions together?" Zhuge Liang understood instantly. The idea of Fars Sassanid.
"Why not give it a try if you have this opportunity." Fars Sasan said with a smile.
Zhuge Liang was inexplicably speechless. Fars Sasan may have seen Zhuge Liang's doubts and said, "General, are you worried about what will happen to the situation of the battle if it takes too much time?"
"Well, the Romans must have their own plans. I'm worried that something will change later." Zhuge Liang didn't hide anything. It was precisely because the Parthians respected them that Zhuge Liang didn't hide it in this regard. , repaying Qiong Yao, this is the principle of the Han Dynasty.
Fars Sasan thought for a while, and prepared to explain to Zhuge Liang with a smile on his face. However, Zhuge Liang seemed to be able to tell from his look and face, "I plan to finish the work in one battle, take advantage of the big advantage now, and force the Romans to mobilize their troops. And then attack with His Majesty from left to right?"
Fars Sasan looked at Zhuge Liang in disbelief. He could guarantee that he did not tell anyone about this plan. Only he and Vorogis V knew about it. Unexpectedly, Zhuge Liang actually broke it out.
"This is not impossible. If almost the entire eastern Roman army is wiped out here, it will be very easy to take the eastern province of Rome, and the winning rate of a flanking attack is very high." Zhuge Liang knocked in front of him empty-handedly. Said to himself.
"It's just that there is a huge drawback." Sima Yi, who had been looking at the map and said nothing, curled his lips and said with a hint of disdain.
"Let's talk." Fars Sasan 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. However, compared with the big nobles who are holding them back, these big nobles are extremely capable and are protecting the Han Dynasty. Almost no effort is spared in this regard.
So Fars Sassan decided to go back and see Vologis V again, and asked Vologis V to find some ideas from the Han Dynasty on how to manage the aristocratic system. After all, whether Fars Sassan liked it or not, The seven nobles must all admit that the seven nobles of Anxi are very powerful.
If they could unite this group of nobles into a rope like the Han Dynasty, they would not be able to do what happened when Persia reached the Aegean Sea and occupied half of the Mediterranean Sea in one go.
Now they have sent 120,000 troops to An'an, which is almost all they can do. But if they can make the seven nobles the same as the Han Dynasty, the number of troops sent by An'an will at least be doubled!
After all, every big noble turning to the royal family means that the royal family can spend less energy, and in addition to taking back the power used to restrict the nobles, it can also get the support of the nobles. To be honest, if the country is monolithic, Anxi can go to war and triple its military strength.
"There is a section of the Euphrates River and the Tigris River that are very close to each other, and there happens to be Akkad where the Romans were stationed. If I were Benito, hum hum hum!" Sima Yi's sneer made Fars Sasan shudder.
Although this smile made Fars Sasan shudder, this person still didn't understand what it meant. To be precise, they would never think of such a thing in Anxi.
Seeing that Fars Sasan was still puzzled, Zhuge Liang smiled bitterly and explained, "What Zhongda means is that since death is inevitable, and as long as you die, you will inevitably be robbed of the two river basins. In this case, dig it The distance between the Euphrates and Tigris rivers, which is only a hundred miles apart, can be as high as five or six feet, and whether they are elite or not, they are all dead."
Millions of tons of flowing water hit you. Unless you are Dian Wei, everyone else will definitely die, especially since it is between two rivers. You will have no place to run. If the Yangtze River and the Yellow River are a hundred miles apart, they will be separated from each other. How do you feel about digging a river channel?
Fars Sasan's hair stood on end immediately. There were not enough people to fill the gap.
"He probably wouldn't do this..." Fars Sasan said in a conditioned reflex.
When Sima Yi heard Fars Sasan's words, he curled his lips in disdain and turned his head to the side, as if he was too lazy to pay attention to Fars Sasan. Pinning victory on the enemy's stupidity already meant failure, and pinning his life on On account of the enemy's stupidity, oh, there is only one death!
