Gauld is one of the smart men, and his nearly 20-plus years as a soldier have turned him from a recruit to a veteran, and then from a veteran to a complete soldier.

In terms of combat effectiveness, he is the tail, and in terms of the ability to save life, he is called the second in the whole Bastille, and no one dares to call it the first, and he himself is not ashamed of this, but is proud of it.

Gould's head had been probing, but his focus was not on the Bastille, but behind him.

"Captain, is there anything new?" the captain pulled a long tone, with a strong mocking flavor, obviously not an honorific title.

Gourd has been a big-headed soldier all his life, and he hasn't even been a captain, let alone a captain, the key is that every time he escapes, he rushes to the front, followed by a string of soldiers, so he has the nickname of the captain of the escape.

A soldier like Gauld, whose two-skinned face is his most striking feature, directly ignored the mockery in the other party's words, and asked in a low voice, "Don't you notice that something is wrong?"

"Ha, don't show off here, it's all a brother bathing in the river, we all know the birthmark on your buttocks, what kind of learned, honestly nest, don't engage in moths, the city lord has been on fire recently, if you hit the knife, don't blame us for being ruthless." "This is clearly not cold to Galder.

"What's wrong?" But there were also those who were very interested in Galder, and their squadron leader was one of them.

Escaping on the battlefield has always been a skill, and he has been dealing with Gauld for a while, and he knows that every time the other party turns into a murderer, he relies not only on fast running, but also on keen observation.

On several occasions, he took advantage of the opponent's point to escape with his squadron.

"Normally, at this time, the gong should be sounded to retreat, and if we continue to fight, in addition to consuming the lives and physical strength of the brothers, it will be useless at all, even if our city lord is confused, he will not even know this. "Galder was visibly resentful about the war.

Let's not mention that they were called out of the city in a daze, went to the rescue in a daze, returned to the city in a daze, and found that their hometown was lost, and fought a siege war in a daze.

Even if he was already used to living in a daze, but he couldn't stand it anymore with such a mess, even if he was asked to command, this battle would not be so aggrieved.

"Stop talking nonsense, be careful to cut your tongue. "Although the squadron leader appreciates Galder's special ability in a certain aspect, it does not mean that he can tolerate him to comment on his own supreme commander.

A little careless, the entire squadron was unlucky, but Galder's problem fell to his heart, the current situation is indeed a bit abnormal, he must be careful, he needs to be responsible not only for his own life, but also for the life and death of dozens of people below.

"Did you hear anything?" Gould was not only a fast runner, but also superior in sight and hearing.

"It does seem to be hearing some movement, as if it came from inside the city!"

"Fire, look, it's on fire, there's chaos in the city, it's definitely chaos in the city. ”

"Kill, kill, kill!"

"McGee the Skull-Crusher alive!"

"The city is broken! Flee! The city is broken!"

All kinds of chaotic shouts can be faintly heard through the city walls, and the most important thing is that the fire is so conspicuous in the dark night that it is difficult to see it.

"It's the Inner Fort, it's the Inner Castle that is on fire, are they infighting?"

"It's also possible that our reinforcements are coming. ”

"Where are the reinforcements? The nearest military camp to us is more than 300 miles, how can they come here so quickly? Even if there are reinforcements, are you sure they are here to help us?"

"It's the city lord, it must be the city lord who has attacked it. Gourd slapped his thigh hard.

"Secret passage, it must be a secret passage, I have heard that those noble lords are timid and afraid of death, and when building a castle, they will definitely leave themselves a secret passage to escape. ”

"Our city lord is known for his prudence, it is impossible not to prepare to escape the secret passage, it must be to take advantage of our side to attract firepower, and then lead people through the secret passage to successfully attack. ”

"You think, although we have been attacking for the past two days, but we only send two school guards at a time, this point is not even enough to pave a wall, it is impossible to attack it at all, if the city lord has long wanted to use the secret passage, it makes sense, we are simply bluffing chess pieces. ”

"In that case, what are you waiting for, rush, as long as we take advantage of the situation to rush in, we can't grab the first work, and we can't run the second power. The squadron leader said excitedly.

"Wait!" Gould pulled his hot-blooded squadron leader back.

"Wait, if the real city lord's sneak attack is successful, the main force on our side will not be without movement, and it is the safest way to act with the large army, otherwise...... Rush, brothers, don't hide it, the city is broken at this moment. ”

Gould, like a chicken blood, left the squadron leader and rushed out from behind the bunker first.

Hunched over, holding a wooden shield, he rushed towards the Bastille, because a fire dragon was ignited in the direction of his own camp, and it was his own general Erickson at the head, which in disguise confirmed the correctness of his guess, and the meritorious opportunity was imminent, how not to be excited.

However, after not running a few steps, Gauld regretted it, and the Andis mountain people on the city wall were not good at stubble, especially the skull crusher McGee's men, who were originally terrible humanoid monsters, and they were replaced with a pair of armor that could not be cut through with a knife, and the sword could not pierce through the armor, which was simply a bone that could not be gnawed.

So far, the only barbarian warrior they have killed was when two knight-level soldiers pulled down the city wall and beat them to death, and in the course of the siege, they lost at least three knight-level soldiers and a dozen servants.

rushed up with his little arms and legs, but he didn't grab the credit, his little life was put in first, and his reputation was ruined.

Before he knew it, his pace slowed down, and soon a large number of figures ran past him, members of his squadron, his own general, and then he heard a series of shrill whistles on the walls.

After a few days of offense and defense, he has basically figured out the meaning of the whistle, and each wave of short whistles represents a wave of arrows.

Only this time the whistle was much longer than before, and the sound of the arrows breaking through the air was not right, and this was by no means the sound of the Bastille bows and arrows breaking through the air.

This time it was much lower and rougher, which means that this wave of arrows is thicker and longer than the bow and arrow, and the processing technology is not good, and the shaft of the arrow is not polished.

An arrow thicker than a bow, Reald's mind jumped back, but his body had already formed an instinctive reaction, and he threw himself under a half-burned siege engine.

Then the sound in my ears was full of "chopping" and "poof", the former was the sound of piercing the wooden shield, the latter was the sound of hitting the flesh, and then the howl was continuous.

"Look for cover, look for cover, each looking for cover, this is a heavy arrow, this is an armor-piercing heavy arrow, and a double layer of armor can't prevent it. ”

"Archers, archers shoot back, hold them down, suppress them!"

"Suppress a fart, people are shooting from their backs, they can't see people at all, and the arrow distance is not right, our archers haven't entered the range yet. ”

"Don't mess up, don't mess up, keep the formation, rush, hurry up, rush to the bottom of the city wall and it's safe, the opponent uses a big bow, which is only suitable for vertical and flat shooting. ”

"Help, help me, I don't want to die yet, I don't want to die, I want to go home, I want to go home!"

"Fire, fire, help, help!"

The situation became a pot of gruel, and the whole scene was a reproduction of the original scene of the destruction of the city gate garrison.

Andes' longbow once again showed its hideous fangs, ordinary heavy armor was like paper paste in front of heavy arrows, and old Bolton was paralyzing Sean at the same time, Sean was not paralyzing the Bastille soldiers.

It is unknown whether the elder Burton's paralysis has succeeded, but Sean's paralysis tactics have already borne fruit.

Many soldiers in double armor saw that the bows and arrows on the city wall did not pose a threat to them, and most of them carried siege tools for the convenience of raids.

Only a small number of people like Galder, who were timid and afraid of death, did not bother to carry their shields with them, and the result can be imagined, it was these self-righteous soldiers who suffered heavy losses first.

The rain of arrows didn't last long, only a short minute, but the number of arrows pouring down was as high as tens of thousands.

Looking around, the surviving Bastille soldiers couldn't help but gasp, in addition to the dead corpses or dead bodies, all the siege damage from the previous days together was not as much as today.

The tragedy is also incomparable, and the heavy arrows that just poured out are all rockets stained with tung oil, which not only ignite many siege equipment and illuminate the entire battlefield into daylight, but also turn many people into human-shaped torches.

The dead are just that, the key is those who are not dead, wailing and rolling wildly, trying to ask for help and extinguish the fire on their bodies, and anyone with a little knowledge of the battle array knows that this is in vain.

Not to mention that it can't be extinguished, even if it is extinguished, the severe burns will not be saved, and the fire poison in his body will kill him first.

The city was silent, the Bastille was like a monster, lying dormant in the night, waiting for them to send themselves to the door, and the Bastille soldiers hiding behind the bunker looked at each other, whether to rush or not?

If there were two more waves of these arrows, before they could rush under the walls, they would be dead.

There was a bold stretch of head to observe the situation at the head of the city, and couldn't help but gasp: "It's all heavily armored soldiers, all of them are heavy-armored barbarians of McGee the Skullbreaker, the other party is not chaotic at all, we have been tricked, we have no chance, no chance!"

"Erikson, I respect you as a man, give you and your brothers a chance, as long as you disarm and surrender, I, McGee, promise with the dignity of a skullcrusher that I will never hurt your lives!

McGee the Skullcrusher said unusually loud in the night sky, "Even if you don't think about yourself, think about the thousands of brothers behind you, they are all people with families and businesses, if they all die in battle, what will happen to their parents and children?"

There was a long silence under the city, only the crackling of the flames.