"What's wrong with me sleeping with the Queen of Egypt? Where do I get an erection and care about them!" - Marco Anthony

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Then both of them fell silent. To be honest, this was a last resort. Perhaps there was no water flow to the desert of Perusim Fortress. Then setting up a camp in the desert area and siege the fortress again was a delusion. However, although the camp in Edong could cut down wood and obtain water and fleet supplies, it was too far from the front line of Perusim Fortress, dozens or even hundreds of Romanians were far away. So if you send ten bushels of food to the front line of the siege, nine of them would have to be consumed on the road, let alone the majesty of the attacks of the defenders and raiders. Therefore, Petternius even said the words "You must believe in my ability" and could only fight on the latter road.

Li Bida had nothing to argue about. There was luck but no miracle when fighting. According to the soldiers walking around holding wood and tools, Li Bida could only say to Petternius, "Anthony brought the cavalry to conduct reconnaissance. It would take about three days to return here. When he came back, he would make a detailed plan and I would ensure that everything was foolproof."

"Damn country, damn desert." In the golden and vicious sun and the same golden and boundless gravel, Anthony's forehead was covered with sweat, flowing down along his beautiful beard and thick neck, but it immediately turned into a stinking smoke on his cloak, without a trace, and subconsciously grabbed the hook of the wine bag under the saddle on the left.

At this time, the alert Sabo (who has been following the footsteps of the military guardians with all his strength) walked to him with the reins. His dark cheeks seemed to be no longer baked with sweat. He briefly followed Li Bida's instructions and persuaded, "Your Excellency Guardians, you must be responsible for all five hundred troops. Now our request is to stay and replenish your drinking water every day, so you will face the attacks of the enemy at any time, and you cannot accept any alcohol."

Anthony glanced at the childish young man. Then he looked behind him, the Vibichinas looked almost unbearable. These riders who were used to the climate of the Gallic Snowfield could not bear this desert weather. Fortunately, Li Bida persuaded everyone in advance that they no longer wore Gallic long riding pants, but replaced them with Egyptian Knu white short shirts, straddled the saddle, raised the water bags carried by the horse behind, and greedily replenished water.

So the civil guard asked Sabo a question. "This desert is too long, we are all cavalry. There are supplies for the pack horse team. Even though it looks like this, it is hard to imagine that six thousand people, with infantry and crossbows, were put into attacks against Perusim Fortress. I am afraid that before we even reached the sight of the enemy's bows and arrows, the team collapsed automatically due to heat and thirst."

Then he said a few words to Dussenvier, and the chief turned around and shouted loudly, indicating that everyone should cherish drinking water and not use it to wash their bodies and horses.

Then Anthony's ear moved a few times, then reached his hand on the scabbard on the shoulder strap, lit it a few times, and then said to Sabo in a very affirmative tone, "Whether three or four of us are far away from us, there may be an enemy's guard camp."

"How do you know?" Sabo could not believe the other party's words. He was a rational person, but Anthony's answer below made him completely discouraged. "This is the gift of Hercules's intuition to my intuition. I am a descendant of his child Anthony. I have this ability." Anthony's boring response really made Sabo laugh and cry.

"Listen, immediately I took the flag and trumpeter to the higher dune one and a half furons, and then Sabo brought one hundred cavalry on the left, Dussenvier took two hundred cavalry on the right, divided into two wings, obeyed my orders, broke through the enemy's guard camp, and captured officer-level prisoners." Anthony below ignored Sabo's sneer and began to issue combat deployments seriously.

"But we received the order from the commander-in-chief in advance, just to reconnaise the scout." Sabo shouted loudly. As the military supervisor specially appointed by Li Bida, he was fully responsible for the actions of the entire team.

Unfortunately, Anthony ignored his intentions at all, but instead started running towards the sand dunes with the flags.

"Damn!" Dussenvier gave a look of inquiries, because he knew that Sabo was Libida's confidant, but how could he change it? Sabo could only make a gesture to Dussenvier, and then all the soldiers of the pack horses led their horses and advanced half a Furlong forward, hiding in the shadow of the hill, squatting down and resting. The two could only divide into two wings according to Anthony's prior arrangement, and began to separate and move around the corner of the dune.

As Anthony climbed higher and higher, he soon carried the Numa King flag and climbed the ridges of the dune. The intuition of Anthony's descendants was completely correct. Anthony heard the panic and noisy sound below. On the other side of the dune, there were about a hundred Egyptian vanguards moving, probably hoping to climb over the dune as soon as possible and avoid the terrifying sun in the back.

Most of this vanguard were dark-skinned people that Anthony rarely saw before. They were in a row in a row, with skinned shields in the front half holding light spears, and Libyan-style scimitars hanging on the waist and bows and arrows on their backs.

"Haha, raid me and destroy them. Remember to leave one or two living mouths." Anthony excitedly pulled out his short sword without hesitation, and the horse was the first to rush down the sand dune. The flag officer and trumpet behind sent off an attack signal to the left and right wings. The entire army took Anthony as a symbol of charge and raided the Egyptian vanguards on three sides. The vanguards still exerted the resilience of the desert nation under the sudden attack. The people in the front row directly checked the skinned shield into the sand, and set up a temporary horse-blocking line. The ones behind quickly pulled the bow and shot them, one after another.

Under the slammed arrow, Anthony, who was rushing in front, shouted loudly, and his mount was raised, and his chest and horse neck were also hit by two arrows, but he also stepped over several skinned shields. Then the military civil guards rummaged and turned a few of them, but soon spit out the sand in his mouth, put on the cavalry helmet that fell on the side, and even pulled out the daggers, connecting and chopping down several Nubian archers. The rest of the cavalry rushed into the small breakthrough one by one, and soon tore the Nubian mercenaries' defense line. They couldn't even maintain the guard formation, so they began to throw away their weapons and flee.

The dust was shattered there, and Sabo and Dussenvier's cavalry formed a narrow and long shape of a wing, encircling and annihilation of the remaining enemies.

"How far is the Perusim Fortress?" After the war, Anthony, whose nose bruises were covered with corpses on the ground, sipped with wine. At this time, Sabo was not interested in dissuading him and began to interrogate the prisoners.

The other party whispered and replied that we infantry had spent twelve days to arrive here.
Chapter completed!