In the evening, except for the regular observation post, the rest of the people followed Wu Lai back to the Sixth Division camp.

Although he was very tired, Wu Lai still summoned the second and third platoons of the special company that stayed behind in the camp as soon as he returned to the tent and gave them some instructions.

"Don't fight too long. We must capture Hatra as quickly as possible." Wu Lai said, pointing at the portrait of Hatra on the tent wall.

"Yes, sir," the soldiers responded loudly.

"Let's go!" Wu Lai waved his hand and stretched.

"Are you tired?" Ye Renwu asked casually.

"Yes." Wu Lai nodded as he took the cup of water handed to him by the guard. "You haven't been exercising enough recently. How about you? If you are tired too, I will have someone take you back to the tent to rest."

"From today on, I will stay here with you. If you are worried that I will do something bad to you, you can just lock me to this pillar." Ye Renwu pointed to the main beam of the tent.

"How can that be? I chained you because I was afraid you would do something stupid. It's not appropriate to chain you here like an animal." Wu Lai shook his head. "You'd better go back to your own tent and rest."

"Didn't you tell me on the way back that I should be the one who experienced it first? What? Are you not keeping your word?" Ye Renwu asked.

Wu Lai was startled, and glanced at Ye Jianwu's face: "You agree?"

"Do I have the right to refuse?" Ye Renwu asked back.

"Of course." Wu Lai nodded solemnly.

"Then I choose not to refuse. I want to see how you achieve your goal step by step. Oh, no, or it should be called a dream. I really want to know whether what you will ultimately bring to the world is pain, disaster, or peace and happiness." Ye Renwu said.

"You finally have your own self." Wu Lai raised a smile, "In fact, you want to compare my achievements with Helen's. I can tell you responsibly that there is no comparison between me and her because I have no selfish motives."

"It's only temporary, Wu Lai, only temporary." Ye Renwu suddenly sighed, and his expression became more serious. "I want to ask you for something."

"You go ahead." Wu Lai nodded.

"I hope you can let go of those innocent people in the Petra family, such as women and children who have not committed any evil deeds." Ye Renwu paused and added, "If you can do that, I am willing to serve you. No matter what you send me, I will do it without error, as long as you can keep your promise."

Wu Lai was delighted, but his expression remained calm. Instead, he nodded slowly and said, "I will seriously consider your request, especially the phrase 'no evil deeds'. I think it can be used as a yardstick for our army to distinguish good from evil."

"If that's the case, thank you so much." Ye Renwu bowed slightly to Wu Lai and said.

"Please take a seat." Wu Lai pointed to the big chair beside the table. "The battle is still going on in the front, so I won't talk to you any more. Once Armenia is recovered and you can completely open up your heart, we can talk about it for three days and three nights."

Ye Renwu nodded slightly: "Okay, you go ahead and do your work, I will just sit here quietly and not disturb you."

…

After Bailey's Fourth Division blew up the downstream dam, the water level in Menia dropped at an alarming rate. Before long, most of the streets in the city reappeared, but this was not a good thing for the Hatra Army.

As soon as the outline of the drawbridge at the north gate appeared, Oddo pointed his sword forward and shouted the order to charge. The five sword and shield battalions serving as the vanguard immediately rushed out, knocked down the already crooked and tilted fences and wooden stakes, stepped onto the drawbridge, and headed straight into the city.

The Hatra army's outer defense line did not cause any trouble to the Sword and Shield. Although the raging flood had receded, it had turned the three defense lines into a sticky and slippery mud. If they moved a little too much, they might fall and slip. In addition, the First Division's arrow formation was still suppressing them slowly. How could they get out of the way to block them? As soon as the more than 3,000 Sword and Shield Battalion soldiers rushed into the city, they collided with the light and heavy armored infantry of the Hatra army running down from the city wall. The moment the shouts and the sounds of weapons clashing rang out, screams of pain also appeared...

This was a contest of fighting skills, a contest of courage and strength, and at the same time, a contest between justice and evil. It had to be said that the First Division had the upper hand in the confrontation with the defenders - their level of training, the sophistication of their weapons, their physical fitness, their morale, etc., all left the enemy far behind. After rushing into the enemy's intercepting infantry formation, the enemy archers on the city wall also lost their left and right.

Therefore, this was definitely a crushing charge and a massacre like chopping melons and vegetables. The iron swords of the Sword and Shield Battalion could easily split the opponent's wooden shields and leather armor, while the enemy's bronze swords could at most leave a shallow groove or a shallow scratch on their iron shields.

What scares the defenders the most is the fighting method of the shield battalion - they will never fight you one-on-one, but will advance and retreat together in groups of two. When they attack, one person will chop hard while the other is responsible for defense. In many cases, the one who will succeed in the end will not be the one who chop hard, but the one who holds up the shield to block your attack and then stabs you hard in the lower abdomen or thigh. In other words, he is the real attacker.

After the Sword and Shield Battalion cut down most of the intercepting enemy troops, it immediately split into two parts. One part continued to charge at the intercepting enemy troops, while the other part climbed up the city wall stairs and attacked the top of the city wall. At this time, the defenders of the city wall did not care about their own people below. Seeing the Sword and Shield Battalion rushing over, they hurriedly threw boulders and logs. At the same time, the First Division's Archery Battalion and Spear Battalion also arrived...

…

The second group to blast open the city gate was the Eighth Division in the east, but Pompey's luck seemed to be a little bad. After finally blasting down the drawbridge and blowing up the city gate, the enemy quickly piled up a large amount of stone slabs and wood on the inside of the city gate. Although the city gate was not completely blocked, Pompey knew that it was not advisable to either run through the gap or send soldiers to move these stone slabs and wood.

Pompey was very anxious, but when the enemy blocked the city gate, the water had not receded, so he could only wait anxiously hundreds of steps away, which was undoubtedly a very painful process.

Now, he finally saw the broken bridge board. It was right there, covered with mud and water stains, slowly, slowly appearing...

"Fuck him! Split into two groups, kill those still alive on the defense line first!" Pompey glanced at the densely packed defenders on the city wall, drew his sword and pointed left and right, "Kill them all!"

Kill them all?! What an overbearing order! All the regiment leaders couldn't help but look at Pompey once more after hearing this. Then, they all understood - the division commander was furious. After waiting for a long time, the city gate that was blasted open was blocked, and reinforcements from the city gate tower had also arrived. If they rushed in like this, they would not be able to get anything out of it.

In a flash, Pompey's order spread to the Eighth Division and the Annan Division. Pompey was impatient, and those soldiers were also anxious. After receiving the order, there was no room for hesitation.

"Kill! Kill the Tianjuan people!" They shouted, roared, and ran wildly...

"Suppressing fire!" The generals of the garrison on the city wall raised their swords and shouted...

…

"Commander, the 4th and 5th divisions have entered the city!" The head of the 7th regiment urged anxiously, "Commander, give the order quickly. The enemy has suffered casualties..."

"Shut up!" Pu Tong glared at the commander of the Seventh Regiment fiercely, "The Eighth Division hasn't entered yet, why are you in such a hurry?" The commander of the Seventh Regiment pouted aggrievedly, thinking that he was doing this for the good of the Sixth Division. The lord has said that whoever enters the city last will become the standing army of Menia, which means that he will never have the chance to follow the army to cross the Assyrian Gorge and conquer the Tianjuan Empire.

"Get lost! Stop being an eyesore here." After cursing, Pu Tong was still not satisfied, so he kicked the captain of the Seventh Regiment again. Who could be more anxious than Pu Tong? If he hadn't been unable to stop the bombardment of the Hatra military fortifications today, and accidentally used up all the shells, and had only borrowed five shells from Pompey after much persuasion, the suspension bridge wouldn't have collapsed. No, it wasn't completely ineffective, at least the suspension bridge was hanging there crookedly, and Pu Tong estimated that it would collapse if he pushed it again.

However, that height is not something that ordinary people can climb up to. Moreover, although most of the troops on the enemy's defense line have been killed, the drawbridge is only this wide, and there are powerful weapons such as large crossbows on the city gate tower. It would be fine to charge in at once, but getting a thousand or two thousand people to fiddle with the drawbridge would be simply sending themselves to die.

But Pu Tong has a trick. Although this trick doesn’t seem very reliable, it is still a way after all - "seduce" cute babies to help.

"Brother Mengbao, dear Mengbao, come here, look, I have prepared so much leg meat for you. Yes, yes, yes, smell it first. How about it? Do you like it?" Pu Tang squatted behind a row of baskets piled with meat with a fawning look on his face, blinking at the cold-faced Mengbao.

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"Is our commander flirting?" One captain whispered in the ear of another captain, and couldn't help but add, "I've never seen him so disgusting."

"That's right, eh..."

…

The attack of the 4th and 5th Divisions was much more difficult than that of the 1st Division, because the west side of Menia was the lowest part of the city. Although the flood had receded, the large amount of silt and the wood, stones, branches, bricks and tiles mixed in it caused great inconvenience to the Assyrian army, while providing considerable help to the defense of the Hatra army.

It goes without saying what it felt like to march forward in knee-deep mud while wearing armor. Under such conditions, the vanguard siege troops of the 4th and 5th divisions could not organize a decent formation, and they had to advance, advance, and brave the arrows, crossbows, and javelins of the Hatra army...

With every step forward, a soldier would fall, but at such a moment, no one had time to grieve. They would not even look at their fallen comrades, but would continue to charge forward with shields, wielding swords, and howling. According to orders, they must rush to the cluster of watchtowers three hundred steps inside the city gate in one go, then break open the heavy door, rush in to capture or kill the people inside, because that was not only the command post in the west of the city, but also the entrance to the largest city wall.

Seizing the opportunity to destroy the enemy's command system would undoubtedly make the battle much smoother. Occupying the entrance to the city wall would be enough to trap the enemy on the city wall even if they did not charge upwards...

However, the defenders of the West City also understood the intentions of the vanguards of the 4th and 5th divisions at the first time, so they used the cover of fortifications to continuously shoot arrows, crossbows and javelins at the Assyrian army, trying to slow down their advance.

The soldiers who survived this scene called it a "nightmare" - after the 5,000 vanguard troops of the 4th and 5th divisions ran 200 steps in the mud, the bodies of the dead and wounded almost covered all the mud. The more than 1,000 people who managed to rush out 200 steps were immediately met with a fiercer and more brutal resistance - the enemy not only used explosive packs to blow up the houses on both sides of the front road to prevent the Assyrian army from attacking the command post, but also threw the ignited explosive packs directly at the soldiers who were charging...

Every time an explosion sounded, smoke, mud, and scattered broken arms would rise above West City. Occasionally, you could even see heads flying around...

Fortunately, when the first wave of assault troops were about to be killed or wounded, the second echelon sent by Bailey and Sarres also rushed into the city. Compared with the first wave, their charge speed was much faster because the comrades who had died before had covered the mud for them with their bodies...

They shouted and charged...

…

"It's going to be dark soon. Is night combat your strong point?" Ye Renwu looked at the increasingly dim golden color at the end of the distant mountains and asked Wu Lai who was looking at Menia through a telescope.

"No, you should know that among the four major territories of Assyria, Tianjuan is the strongest in terms of night combat capability." Wu Lai said with a smile.

"Your current military strength is at least five times that of Hatra. No matter how strong your night combat ability is, can you defeat ten hands with two fists?" Ye Renwu said with a sigh.

"It's hard to say. Our troops have all been pushed forward, so our chances of winning are naturally greater than Hatra's. In addition, I left a retreat route in the north for Hatra, but unfortunately he refused to act according to my intention." Wu Lai said.

"Whether you believe it or not, if I were the commander in the city, I would leave according to your retreat route. It is stupid to fight when you know you can't win." Ye Renwu said with a wry smile.

"I have to remind you that you are not only evaluating Hatra, but also Helen." Wu Lai put down the telescope and turned his gaze to Night Blade Dance.

"It doesn't matter. By the way, I just read your speech. Is what you said what you want to do?" asked Ye Renwu.

"Yes, but it's just a draft. Some parts need to be revised, but the main content will not change. That's what I want to do." Wu Lai paused after answering, and added, "In fact, I deliberately let you see it, so I put it so conspicuously."

Ye Renwu smiled slightly: "I knew it was like this, so I want to negotiate a condition with you."

"No, now is not the time for us to negotiate." Wu Lai smiled and waved his hand, raising the telescope again. "I'm watching the battle and have no time to pay attention to other things. If I have to do two things at once, it will be easy for you to take advantage of me. So let's wait until Armenia is in my pocket, and then we can talk properly."

"Okay." Ye Renwu nodded, and suddenly sighed.

Wu Lai's brows suddenly furrowed. "Oh my god, this bastard Pu Tong, I was wondering why Meng Bao hadn't come over for such a long time. It turns out he was tricked into helping out..."