Chapter 309 The Death of Dracula (IV)

"Sir!! Since we stayed, we never thought of becoming farmers and scattering them in the fields again!!" Someone below roared. At first, they were hostile to Dracula who moved them to the city.

You should know that Rome is too big. Because it is big, the regional problems are more serious than modern America and Greater China.

No one except Dracula knows how much resistance a lord will face?

He is a lord with great talent.

Perhaps everyone looked at his military talent, but Dracula's talent was also unparalleled in politics.

He gathered retail investors and farmers in a radius of thousands of miles, and he opened the fields around the city. In this way, when the sun rises and rests at sunset, the city gradually gains vitality.

Moreover, the tax exemption policies and various welfare projects he provided over the past two years have been implemented, which has made the farmers love this lord even more.

At this time, those who could stay were the first batch of people and farmers.

"Sir, since we came in alive, we have never thought about going out of the castle alive!!" Someone shouted. This sentence was the truth, but the mood they moved in at the beginning was completely different from their current mood.

"That's right, sir, you exempted us from taxes for three years, and now it's only two years. If you die, who will we find to exempt the taxes for the last year?" someone shouted below, and burst into laughter.

"Sir, we will fight to the end and live and die together with the city!!"

People's voices gradually gathered into the highest shouts, and then formed a sentence: "Don't retreat, don't leave, live and die together!"

Everyone was shouting, and on the top of the city, Dracula's eyes were already wet, and he shouted loudly: "Okay, let us, the group of Roman farmers see how powerful the so-called Macedonian elite are!!"

He yelled. Below is the mountain, the tsunami, the power of the people.

Dracula strengthened his belief in defending the situation. If reinforcements arrive, the outcome will be reversed. If reinforcements are not available, haha, at most they will go to the underworld with the people. Are there any complaints?

Dracula smiled.

The next day, Dracula's castle fell into a fanatical atmosphere of preparation.

Five thousand people were carrying axes to the edge of the farmland outside the city and cut down trees.

Small saplings and ordinary trees that are only as thick as ordinary people’s arms. On the contrary, they only need huge trees, and only those trees that are embraced by two people are qualified to enter their qualifications for cutting down.

A transport team of more than 3,000 people drove cattle and horses to pull two trucks and a stump of trouble, transported the big trees that had just been cut down into the city. The trees will be cut off by a team of 300 people. The cut branches and branches will be used as firewood and then as boiling oil.

Cooked oil is a very precious thing. No one will use edible oil as a city defense material. On the contrary, tung oil, tea seed oil and rapeseed oil are the most important urban defense system.

But boiling oil needs to be burned with fire. In this era when carbon is not valued or not used, let alone charcoal. Natural charcoal is abandoned as if it were walking.

So when it comes to fuel, everyone can only choose wood.

This is a wood age.

If divided according to energy, it should be the four eras: the tree era, the carbonite era, the oil era and the nuclear era. The era of these things that people cannot leave is called the energy era.

And what kind of stone tools, bronze and silver, the Golden Age sounds weak, and it is simply wrong to use weapons to divide the era.

The most fundamental and direct manifestation of human beings is the use of energy.

And now is just the age of trees!

Then there is the reserve of substances.

Due to the impact of the last war, they didn't even have time to cook. Dracula ordered everyone to clean up the food and stir together, and finally make them into cakes one by one baking in the sun, or when cooking boiling oil, the cakes baked in the burning stove were strong and durable, and they could eat a large piece of it with just a sip of water or wine.

Later, some people thought the taste was not very good. Sprinkle some carrots or onions on top and put them in, and the taste suddenly became sweet. Later, people began to learn to sprinkle minced meat and other ingredients on the cake. Finally, this cake was called pizza in memory of the general wearing armor. (Another statement is that the above is the history of this book, and the origin of pizza is by no means the official history.)

Then the food and defense system were all ready, that is, two kinds of things: boiling oil and rolling wood. The greater powerful rolling stone requires a large number of stonemasons and events. This is the only thing he can do now.

In Dracula's castle, spears formed by spears can be seen everywhere. There is a conical bracket below the spears, and spears stand up with about 15 spears, which is very easy to pick up and put away. Anyway, this is already a battlefield, and for the sake of future convenience, spears will be winding from the city wall to the city, and there is almost no head to see.

The grain was stored in tents and was close to the city wall. In the last battle, they didn't even have time to eat. This time they concluded the ban and naturally they had to use it well.

Then there is rolling wood, which is placed directly on the city wall.

Although there seemed to be a lot of rolling wood in the aisle where only one person passed, everyone knew that these rolling wood should be used after seven or eight attacks, right? These are all the experiences of the last war. When it was used this time, almost everyone became optimistic.

With the experience of the last time, will we fail again?

No, how can we say that we failed last time? We successfully repelled the opponent's large-scale siege. Can we still say that we failed with a record of one hundred?

The morale of the Romans who thought so had recovered, but Dracula was not optimistic.

He stood very high, so he seemed to be farther than an ordinary officer.

This time, there was no help from Fengxue last time.

The last time the snow was very timely, and the large-scale cold wave brought more than just the logistics burden of the Macedonians.

First of all, the Romans could warm their palms comfortably with boiling oil on it, and then use a can of hot water to the city wall. The hot water cooled very quickly. After waiting for more than 30 seconds, it would be a layer of ice wall of several centimeters.

After doing this back and forth several times, Dracula's castle's defense was unable to break the city even if it was invincible Hui cannons (what I want to say here is that the biggest record of Hui cannons was to help the Jin Dynasty army break the Xiangyang Pass of the Song Dynasty. The bottom layer was mixed with soil, lime and glutinous rice juice and then used glutinous rice juice as a binder to destroy the city wall built of bluestone bricks by Hui cannons.)

Then the psychological and physiological advantages of both sides are absolutely different when they are waiting for their hard work and their hands and feet are cold.

The second is the problem of weapons. The spear becomes harder after being frozen. On the contrary, the swords of the Macedonian army, which are mostly equipped with scimitars, will become very fragile. The Romans who have this advantage will still fight extremely hard, which is enough to wake Dracula up.

More importantly, they are too optimistic in the current atmosphere. The firm atmosphere a few days ago was suddenly invisible when the optimistic mood was in the past.

Almost everyone believes that they can repel the Macedonian attacks again and that they can have a happy life again.

How is this possible!

Dracula didn't know how many people could have left after victory this time, but if they failed, they would be massacred. There were 200,000 people, but when he killed the 50,000 Macedonians in Fangcheng, he knew that no matter how many people Alexander would avenge the 50,000 people. This is a deep revenge on the sea of ​​blood, and it is a matter of attitude!

Anyone who has just slaughtered the Macedonian people will die. Not only will this person die, but the power represented by this person will die, and everyone around this person will die.

If this is in China, then there is a very clear word for this way of death to describe him: killing the nine clans!

Not here, so Alexander can only tell them with practical actions what it means to touch and what it means to not touch!

Kill. Only by killing can people be afraid and let them know the taboos.

Human beings are never afraid to slaughter the butcher knife towards their kind, and they will not have any sympathy for their kind.

So this war is only hard and there is no hope. Their only hope is not to defeat the other party, because the other party cannot be defeated. The other party is a country, nor does it kill all the other party. The other party has much more people than them, and even more than those before winter. They cannot win because they themselves do not compare their strength at all. Their only hope and only hope are the reinforcements without any news!

On the third day, he had already written three letters in a row to ask His Majesty the Emperor to send reinforcements. At this time, if the reinforcements are eliminated and the speed of the journey is expedited, they may be able to arrive in a week, and they may be able to be rescued. However, if reinforcements are sent after the battle begins, the best situation when the reinforcements arrive is that they are still guarding the castle, and there are still many people left... Dracula can't imagine it anymore.

As this anxious waiting, the Macedonian army slowly appeared on the horizon.

Accompanied by the sunset that still had residual heat, Macedonian fangs were slowly unfolded in the somewhat curved light of the horizon.

What made Dracula's heart most nervous was that this time the leader was no longer the endless corps of servants. He could clearly see about six or so, and there might be more Macedonian phalanxes appearing in front of him, walking forward step by step.

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