"Erikson, if it's a man, come out and speak, and I swear in the name of my ancestors that I will never let go of cold arrows. ”

McGee the Skullcrusher sneered, "I always thought that you were the only one with eggs in the entire Bastille, but I didn't expect that you were also castrated at a critical moment, isn't it worth taking the risk of your thousands of brothers being as precious as yours alone?"

This is a typical heart-wrenching statement, it is not justified to tie the life of the Bastille soldier with Erikson alone, but now is not the time to be reasonable, the Bastille soldier was blinded by a burst of arrows, although the killing sound in the city was shocking, but no one knows what the situation is.

The city lord Bolton has not shown up for a long time, which makes people have to doubt what McGee the Skull Crusher said, after all, this attack is abnormal, Bull Erickson has been hiding and not showing up, and it is really difficult to say whether the Bastille soldiers will collapse on the spot.

Not to mention that the Bastille soldiers who have been kept in the dark have no bottom in their hearts, even Bull Erickson, who has been involved in decision-making from beginning to end, does not necessarily have a bottom in his heart.

This kind of risky plan to sneak attack from the secret passage is a surprise, plus a little bit of the right time and place, once you win, it will definitely be a brilliant victory.

The previous surprise attack on the Bastille was a typical example of this, and if it had been known in advance, it would have been doomed.

If the enemy they faced was still a reckless man like McGee the Skullbreaker, Erikson still had more than sixty percent confidence in the Secret Raid.

But now that he has become a Shaun Don who doesn't know the depths, he has no bottom at all, a person who is good at surprise attacks, how can he not guard against this?

But the stubborn old Bolton was even more stubborn than him, and he ignored his dissuasion, and the two agreed to use fire as the sign, and when he saw the fire in the inner fort, he led the army to press on it and attack on both sides.

As long as one side tears through the opponent's defense line, the other party will definitely be defeated, after all, the other party is just a temporary patchwork force, it is impossible to have too tenacious combat effectiveness, not to mention that there are more than 2,000 slave troops belonging to themselves, these raised dogs, will never dare to bare their teeth at them.

The fact that the slaves had not been seen for several days was the best proof of this, and perhaps the soldiers were still imprisoned in some corner, living even more miserable lives than under them, and when they disturbed the situation, these people might take advantage of the chaos and create more opportunities.

Judging from the posture of being in a hurry, the other party has already been prepared, maybe this is a trap, waiting for them to take the initiative to jump inside.

Bull Erickson walked out of the bunker, his stubby figure was very conspicuous on the battlefield, and sneered: "I don't have the slightest trust in the name and ancestors of your skull crusher, but I believe that my brothers, if you dare to go back on your word, even if you are beaten with iron, my brothers will fight with you to the bottom, even if you hit your head and bleed, I don't hesitate to do it, am I right, the voice of the dead!"

"Yes!" all the Bastille soldiers shouted hoarsely, and there was no shortage of veteran oil like Gald among them, who knew very well the situation in front of them, and they must not lose their momentum, and the stronger the momentum, the more confident their generals would be in their words.

Erikson smiled with satisfaction and looked at McGee, the Skullcrusher at the head of the city, "How do you prove that our city lord has fallen into your hands." ”

"No proof!" laughed McGee, "whether it is or not, no one else knows, you don't know? Do you really think your rat hole is so secret? We found out the day after we took the Bastille, but we didn't make a noise, just waiting for you to get in and kill you all! ”

Speaking of joy, McGee the Skullcrusher danced and spat flying, apparently proudly home.

"It's over!"

All the Bastille soldiers groaned in pain.

Compared to those deep-rooted lords and nobles, the rise of the Batchell family is too short after all.

The elder Bolton was too controlling, always thinking that he would have to live for decades, firmly holding the power in his own hands, although he had many children and grandchildren, he did not cultivate his heirs as early as those noble families with a long heritage.

Once the elder Bolton is dead, the entire Batchel family will fall apart, and where will they go?

The most terrible thing is that they are now blocked in the Andes Mountain, with no way to advance or retreat, they know very well how deep the feud between the Bastille and the Andes Mountain People is, once they fall into the hands of the Andes Mountain People, there will be absolutely no good life, and it is precisely because of this that they have not dispersed.

"If you don't believe me, you can wait here until the fire is small, and we'll see if we can find his body. McGee the Skullcrusher sneered, "I'll only give you one night to think about, before dawn, if you don't surrender, I will personally lead the troops to kill you." ”

McGee then disappeared into the city, along with his army of heavily armored barbarians, but the Bastille soldiers knew that they had not really disappeared, but had just sat back to save their strength.

"Damn, telling a few lies is more tiring than having a fight with that bull. ”

McGee, the skullcrusher who came down from the city, was sweating profusely, and I don't know if it was an illusion, but Ralph could clearly see that the other party was a little fluttery when he walked.

"What's going on over there, how long will it take? This side is temporarily bluffed, but I don't know how long it can last, let me take this group of recruits to defend the city, it's really bottomless. ”

If the bull Erikson knew about the situation in the city, he would definitely scold, because it was true that they saw that the heavily armored barbarians with a large number of people had at most one hundred guards, and the rest were Xibei goods that the mountain people stepped on and pretended to be Xibei.

As for the heavy arrows that pose a threat to them, they have already been shot out in the wave just now, and this is still a hurry to come out in the past few days - the shaft of this kind of heavy arrow is not difficult to make, as long as it is a suitable hardwood, with a little training, every Andis mountain citizen is a good hand.

The problem is that the arrow, half of the power of the heavy arrow is on this armor-piercing arrow, but there is no ready-made inventory, it needs to be opened, it is time-consuming and laborious, and more than 10,000 can be manufactured, which is already the result of changing people without changing tools.

Old Bolton was right, the occupation of the Bastille was too short, it was the Achilles heel of the combined forces of Sean and the Skullcrushers, no more, if Sean was given two months, with this little person in their hands, they didn't even have a chance to touch the city wall, and they were shot into a sieve by Andes's longbow and arrow array.

Don't look at the number of people, now can be said to be the weakest moment in the defense of the city wall, Bull Eriksen really led his troops to attack desperately, winning or losing.

After all, the time for the integration of the sappers attached to the Junior Army is too short, and the long-range shooting seems to be decent, but the level of hand-to-hand combat is really difficult to say, not only the hand-to-hand combat ability, but also the will to resist.

An army composed of mature slaves who have been enslaved since childhood, after a short period of reorganization and guidance, how strong the will to resist is, Sean himself can't say, this kind of life and death matters, he dare not try it easily.

Fortunately, Bull Erickson was bluffed by the skull crusher McGee, not because of how clever his acting skills were, but because Sean was in front of them every step of the way, leaving an indelible impression on Eriksen.

As soon as they charged, a wave of heavy arrows fell on the other side, which destroyed most of the morale of the Bastille soldiers, and also caused Bull Erickson to enter a habitual thinking - they had been tricked again.

And he has dealt with McGee, the skull crusher, for so many years, knowing that the other party is a real and honest person, where did he think that such an honest person would be abducted and used to deceive, as the so-called honest person does not deceive people, and a deceive and deceive the dead will not pay for his life.

"As long as you bluff for a while, even if you don't believe us, and you don't believe in your brother's combat effectiveness?

Ralph was confident, he was much calmer than McGee, he was the man who dared to sneak into the Bastille with his bare hands, and he was not afraid of anyone when it came to guts.

"That's good!"

Hearing this, McGee the Skullcrusher was much more emboldened, and couldn't help but look down the city frequently, but there was still a suffocating silence outside, and Bull Erickson neither chose to attack nor retreat, so it was a silent stalemate.

Ralph grinned and said: "For the generals, the most taboo hesitation, advance and blow, retreat is uniform, like this kind of non-advance and non-retreat, slimy style, what kind of fighter plane has been delayed, even if it rushes up, at most it is a bloody fight, we can't afford to fight, so many years, so much blood has been shed, I am not afraid of one more night tonight." ”

McGee, the skull crusher, smashed his mouth and said: "Lao Tzu is not afraid that they will rush up, those guys below are all scared and shrunk their eggs, and they can't jump up to many tricks, Lao Tzu is just a little sorry, if it is Lao Tzu's skull crusher army, it doesn't need much, just one school guard, rush outside, guess what kind of scene it is?"

"Defeat is a mountain of defeat!" Ralph laughed with McGee, and regardless of the reaction outside the city, the result was the same - Bolton Batchell was finished.

As for McGee's obsessed Skull-Crushing Legion, it is naturally on Sean's side, and is engaged in a life-and-death battle with Old Bolton in Fort Bastille.

Sean is a human, not a half-immortal, but he doesn't have the ability to calculate, and it is impossible to arrange everything, although he guessed that there might be a secret passage in the Bastille, but he couldn't find out.

Again, they have limited personnel and limited time, and the Bastille is not big or small, and it is impossible to spend time and effort investigating for an uncertain factor, but according to the possibility, a general circle has been circled.

And there is no way to predict the time of the old Burton's raid, as the so-called virtual and real, it is difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, and every point in time can become the opponent's raid time.

As a passive defender, Sean can only be on guard, maintain the highest vigilance, and even sleep with one eye open and one eye closed, you can imagine how deep the torment is, if the old Bolton has enough food and grass, just like this, Shaun can also be boiled down.