The Persian elite had entered the blind spot of the catapult.
Can these few broken water buckets stop the army from climbing the city?
Soon, ladders and grappling hooks were laid out along the city wall.
Then, the Persian elites began to climb.
After only two steps, many people noticed something was wrong. It turned out that the wooden barrels thrown by the defenders were not filled with water, but oil!
When the thing broke at the base of the wall, it made the wall, along with the Persians' ladders and grapples, slippery.
This created a lot of obstacles for everyone to climb.
Of course, this little problem would not be a problem for a true Persian warrior.
They quickly came up with various ways to neutralize the inconvenience caused by kerosene.
The fastest climbing soldier was about to reach the Byzantine city wall!
"This is the time to throw down the torches!"
Archimedes, who had been paying close attention to the battle situation, issued new instructions.
Without hesitation, the troops immediately threw a large number of torches towards the city, which made Seleucus' eyes dizzy.
"No! Get away from the city wall! Quick!"
Suddenly remembering something, Seleucus exclaimed loudly.
However, it was too late.
When the sparks encountered the ground that had already been moistened by kerosene, they instantly expanded into a raging sea of fire.
Countless Persian soldiers hiding in the city walls were suddenly engulfed in flames and thrown into chaos.
Those who were farther away from the city wall could quickly run away and then roll on the ground to put out the small flames on their bodies.
Those who were very close to the city wall, even if they were able to run out, had already been severely burned and lost their combat effectiveness.
The worst off were the Persian soldiers who were climbing the city walls.
The flames burn upwards, and the temperature is highest where they are.
Many people had no time to react and were burned to death near the city wall.
Others who reacted quickly were forced to jump down to escape.
The city walls were so high, and most people who jumped onto the blazing ground either died instantly or were burned to death because of their leg injuries, which prevented them from moving immediately.
The shrill cries of these people before they died filled the air.
An ominous shadow rose in the heart of every surviving Persian soldier.
"The trebuchets fire again!"
Seeing the Persians retreating from the blind spot of the city wall, Archimedes seized the opportunity and gave the order to throw stones again.
A few seconds later, a new round of stone rain flew over the heads of the Persian army.
This time, not only the ordinary Persian soldiers, but even Seleucus himself was completely defeated. He was helpless!
The base of the city wall is where you can hide from the catapults, but it's all flames!
Retreating beyond the flames, he entered the range of the catapult!
No matter what choice the Persians make, they will be consumed here and die in vain!
Everyone knows in their hearts that this war cannot be fought!
It was unknown who was the first to turn and flee. Within seconds, a large number of Persian soldiers turned around and fled westwards in a desperate attempt to save their lives.
At this point, Seleucus had no choice but to follow the crowd.
In a panic, a huge rock fell from the sky and hit Seleucus on the forehead as he was facing away from the Byzantine city.
He didn't even make a sound as he was beaten all over and fell to the ground dead.
Seeing that their commanders were dead, the Persian soldiers completely collapsed.
Everyone was scrambling to escape, trampling on each other.
By the time they were out of the attack range of the catapults from the Byzantine city, only less than 800,000 elite Persians were left.
Before they could recover from the shock, the Greek coalition forces commanded by Antigonus and Hector were already chasing them from the southwest, with a total strength of at least four million.
The game is over.
The commander is dead and even the base is lost.
The remaining 800,000 Persian troops had no choice but to lay down their weapons and become prisoners.
The sun had only just reached its zenith, and it wasn't even time for lunch yet.
"We won!"
"We annihilated the Persian army!"
"It's amazing! I can't believe it!"
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The Greek coalition soldiers cheered and danced to celebrate the great victory of this decisive battle.
Infected by them, Antigonus and Hector, who finally breathed a sigh of relief, also showed heartfelt smiles on their faces.
The two men hurriedly sent messengers back to Troy to report the battle situation to King Stobi. Then, looking at the catapults on the Byzantine walls from afar, they expressed their own feelings.
"This battle was entirely thanks to the king's ability to anticipate the enemy's moves! Otherwise, it would not be us who would be celebrating the victory now, but Seleucus and the Persians!" Antigonus sighed.
"Yes! King Stobi's military tactics are unpredictable! Seleucus didn't actually lose to us two mediocre people, he just lost to King Stobi! The two of us just followed the right person!" Hector answered with lingering fear.
Both men knew full well that their victory was a fluke. Their strategic plans and tactical maneuvers had been completely caught off guard by Seleucus.
If the king had not done several things behind the scenes to accurately suppress Seleucus's intentions.
The final winner will not be the Greek coalition.
Wang's seemingly casual words and actions actually contain profound truths.
This kind of effortlessness is unpredictable. It's like a god descending to earth!
Not to mention Seleucus, even if Xerxes personally led 30 million troops back in a few days,
With the king here, there is nothing to worry about!
Xia Zhe didn't go out at all the whole morning.
Xia Zhe felt a little tired from the long journey yesterday and had a false alarm, which made him feel that he needed to recover both physically and mentally.
So, after breakfast, he asked Lillian to arrange someone to give him a massage.
I just lay on the bed without moving.
Hearing the sound of western military trumpets and drums, Xia Zhe knew that the Persian army must be attacking again.
But yesterday, our side had taken full advantage. In just one night, Xia Zhe didn't believe the Persian army could come up with any new tricks.
He let Antigonus and Hector do whatever they wanted, pretending that the voices didn't exist.
Around noon, the noise that filled my ears completely disappeared.
This made Xia Zhe a little confused.
Aren't the Persians facing increasing difficulties in supply? How could they dare to withdraw and not attack? Wouldn't that only lead to their demise?
Just as he was muttering to himself, the personal soldiers sent by Antigonus and Hector to report the victory ran in excitedly!
"Your Majesty! Our army has won a great victory! We have captured the Persian army's headquarters and wiped out seven million Persian troops! Their commander, Seleucus, has also been killed!" said the personal soldier.
What?
In just one morning, we won a great victory?
Even if there are seven million pigs, it would take at least three to five days to catch them all.
When did Antigonus and Hector become so powerful?
Xia Zhe opened his mouth so wide that his jaw almost dropped!
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