"Okay, let's stop the troops." Meilin, as the commander, lay in the soft tent and looked at the Carthaginians who were slowly catching up and retreating further and further.

"But commander!" someone said anxiously. It was a middle and lower-level officer who had just been promoted. He was stopped by Melin as soon as he spoke: "Just set up camp here and withdraw troops."

"But Lord Commander." The young and energetic officer shouted: "There are many poisonous insects here. Their skin is the best background of darkness. They don't even need to wear clothes and are born assassins. If they camp in the wild overnight, they will attack us. They can't station here! Command!" Melin is not a military person, and her title is only [Commander-in-Chief of the Roman Infantry Regiment on the Valencia Front].

Without military positions, the only one who can call her is Your Excellency Commander.

Of course, this is exactly what Nero is relieved. What makes the emperor feel more at ease than a commander who is extremely smart and has no prestige and can completely remove her military power and continue to win battles?

there is none left!

Meilin waved her hand lazily: "Dig a ravine, don't have to be too deep, but you have to surround the entire camp and pour wood and tung oil. You can burn it for one night, it doesn't matter."

This is the gap! This is the gap! It is not the gap in wisdom, but the gap in strength! The gap in national strength, you can use the following oil so luxuriously! The logistics staff will swear at you!

Is it that luxury?

These soldiers from the border army stared at the usually very precious tung oil being poured out of the camp, and then threw it into the gully they dug. When they finally ignited the fire, they just need to pay attention to whether anyone crossed the fire circle.

This is also used by many people in modern wars, but it is not very useful for small-scale special forces sniping.

Looking at the luxury of the Romans who had already ignited the fire ditch just at dusk, the Carthaginians were angry and envious, but Hannibal cut in his heart and gave up his thoughts and plans to make a final profit.

This time the commander did nothing, and Hannibal felt that this time the commander was not easy to fight.

So he retreated very decisively.

Despite their complaints, Africans still easily retreated on the dark battlefield. Lions do not have night vision ability, but jackals have jackals. They often bully lions because of night vision ability. They take jackals and often eat meat and can easily walk at night.

You should know that this is a very important ability. Because of insufficient extraction of trace elements, many ancient people had night blindness. In other words, the combat power at night was almost zero. No matter how powerful a legion was, it was impossible to fight without seeing anything.

But the firelight began to weaken the situation, making the Carthage Legion's ability to fight nights weaken.

The situation that was most beneficial to them was already piled up by the Romans with money before continuing to fight would make no sense.

It's just a simple battle to consume.

Carthage could not compete with the old empire Rome.

Hannibal clearly realized this in his heart.

So he retreated very decisively.

It was almost a retreat that was about to pull to the end. The Carthage Legion, which had retreated more than 1,000 kilometers in one night, looked exhausted and exhausted. It only took one blow to completely break them.

But Melin stood up in surprise because of the news: "No, they are leaving Rome!"

Yes, the Carthaginians would give up all the benefits they received in Rome and withdraw their lair to Carthage!

There is their real nest and base.

Once they are let go back, they will occupy the province of Carthage entirely by relying on their troops. In that case, the Romanian Empire wants to turn Carthage into its own colony, which is far away. What is even more terrifying is that many nobles' manors and farmland are all in Carthage, and Nero's roots are basically not reliable. If Carthage leaves her control, the aristocrats in the country will be even more disinterested in Nero on a large scale. This kind of thing must not happen!

Just when Melin asked everyone to abandon their heavy armor and go lightly to pursue the Carthage army, he found that half of the Carthage troops had used wooden rafts to Carthage, which was on the side of modern Morocco. The terrain of the Strait of Gibraltar is not as deep and wide as that of modern times. However, this place on the shallow beach not only has sharks and shallow coral reefs, but huge warships cannot enter at all.

Perhaps this time is the best time for sharks to hunt, but it is obvious that there are too many people crossing the sea this time. No matter how the sharks kill, it will be a drop in the bucket for rafts of tens of thousands of people.

The Carthaginians not only did not regard others as human beings, nor did they regard themselves as human beings. They were bitten to death by sharks or capsized by boats, but they continued to slide the oars deaf. It seemed like an extremely cold scene was above the rising sun.

"Put the gun, prepare." Meilin coldly directed that although she had not heard the allusion of half-mute attack, the other party had completely lost his fighting consciousness and fighting spirit, and he had no resistance at all. She didn't need to hold back.

This time, the Roman Western Front Legion finally waited for it to show its strength, but for a moment, like a forest, like raindrops, and threw the gun at the opposite shore, and the Carthaginian army who had not had time to board the wooden raft.

It was a huge power covered with overwhelmingly, like a black cloud covering oneself, no one could resist! There was no death ripple that could not resist by anyone, any monster, or any item.

Sexy sex...

The sound spread with death, and those Carthaginian soldiers who had no time to evacuate, even the animals, were thrown into the water by spears.

One by one, one stabbed or one that was not, was as big as the sea, with three of each person. Although they brought ten spears, they ran so wildly for so long that their physical strength had been exhausted, and the weight of the three was already all.

"My Legion." At least 20,000 troops remained on the shore forever, and 3,000 people died under the intensive attack, but Hannibal's face changed slightly.

But no one knows that Hannibal's change color was not because of the losses of his army, but because of the excellence of the other commander!

"It's really great..." Hannibal couldn't help but speak. Whether it was the other commander who reacted to his intentions and quickly made a pursuit, or the decisive determination that caught up overnight to snipe her troops on the coast, he would be an excellent enemy in the future! But now...

Hannibal beat the white elephant under the seat. The white elephant turned his head very well and pushed away the giant elephant on both sides, shaking his head and walking towards the crowd.

That's right, because of the Strait of Gibraltar, all the huge beasts in Carthage: elephants, giraffes, bisons, and thorns cannot get through them at all. Otherwise, if Kelar is used as the application, it would probably be a wonderful fire bull formation?

However, because they could not get through, the Carthage army was restrained after crossing the Strait of Gibraltar and tried their best to attack, but it only pushed the front line to the vicinity of Valencia, but that was only limited to this.

If it weren't for the arrival of the other commander, Hannibal might have come up with a small plan to destroy the army and go south a little further. Even if he borders the Camelo Sea, it would be just a matter of the future.

But since the other party had a smart commander, he had no chance with Romania's national strength under the guidance of the commander, so Hannibal retreated decisively.

The other party also pursued him decisively, and he bit him tightly enough. Hannibal, who tore off a large piece of meat, was in a good mood because he knew that from now on, the sky was high and the birds could fly, and the sea was wide and the fish would leap!

"Okay, stop chasing and clean the battlefield." Meilin said, she was a little listless

"But..." The young general wanted to say something but Mei Lin glared back: "I am the supreme commander, and don't you know what the problem will cause if you cross the sea to pursue them and fight back? Get out, idiot!"

The officer was forced to roll and crawl away by Meilin's momentum.

Melin sighed and rubbed her eyebrows. These rigid Romanian soldiers were completely proud of glory and death in battle, as if they had inherited the custom of death in battle. Romanian soldiers were completely blind to the strategy. Just such an army, no matter how many of them met Kelar, they would be killed by others!

In fact, this is exactly why Keral needs to establish a military academy.

The Camelo Knight is also this bad habit.........

He must make their heads more flexible and learn the ability to fight locally, so that he can hand over the knights to them with confidence and use the knight's power to perform various tasks that seem impossible to complete in this era!

And this is what Meilin is worried about.

"Well, don't worry, let's send a good news to Your Majesty first." The next thing is still very difficult, it depends on how to promote it. If you exaggerate the threat of Carthage and then use victory to cover up the loss of Carthage's province, perhaps the domestic opposition would not be so great.

This effect is the same as the memorial reported by Yuan Chonghuan to Emperor Chongzhen: the word "multiple battles and repeated defeats and repeated defeats" is changed.

Whether it is an effect or a practical application.

Melin used her wisdom to deliver a perfect answer to the whole of Rome.

The recovery of the province of Carthage was based on the Strait of Gibraltar as the dividing line, and the stalemate was stalemate...
Chapter completed!