Since Siegel certainly would not choose such a defeat, nor would he abandon his previous plan because of two defeats, the time has come for him to defeat this city of the Yaats, and this city that was once home to the first race of Scandinavia.

That's right, at one time, Siegel thought that if the city was attacked, then all Scandinavians would realize that the Goths would replace the Yeats as the strongest human beings in the whole of Scandinavia.

And he must fight it in a very short time, otherwise the time will drag on for a long time, he is afraid that it will cause external interference, especially the Attila army on Kemi's side, without the help of the centaurs in his prediction, Kemi's widow giants will be able to resist for a month at most, so he must also deal with the Yeats within a month and twist the power of Scandinavia into one.

He intended to use the defeat of Attila as the cornerstone of his ascension to the Scandinavian Empire, and by that time he would have greater righteousness and greater merit, and he would no longer have to fear anyone.

For today's two faux pases, Siegel also knows that part of the reason is indeed due to the outstanding performance of the opponent, and more is in him, the ability to command on the spot and the experience of commanding the battle, compared to those famous generals are still too far behind.

He let the people who returned to the barracks rest, let the cooks prepare delicious food for them, and let the druids use magic to erase their fears and wounds from their hearts, hoping that before tomorrow comes, his army will be able to recover from today's unfavorable situation, regain their strength, and exert the strength of their usual training.

In addition, this night he also gathered the generals of the army, gathered in his tent, and spent the whole night studying how to deal with the prepared Yeat, and he humbly listened to the opinions of the generals below and worked out a plan to deal with the Yeats.

For Siegel, as long as he can achieve his goal, many other things can be abandoned, whether it is the so-called majesty or his own pride, it is not worth mentioning in the face of his ambition and purpose.

When the rooster's crowing appeared in the barracks, the generals and leaders of the Gothic Army hobbled out of Siegel's tent with pale faces, bloodshot eyes, and dark circles under their eyes.

After a night of discussion and argument, they had at last come up with a more feasible plan of attack, at least in a slightly more chaotic manner than the first day, and they believed that if it could be carried out as planned, the war with the Jeats would be able to be reduced to the second stage of street fighting this evening.

The first rays of sunlight appeared on the battlefield, and the Goths rushed towards the walls of Jeat like ants, this time they did not have the ladders in their hands, because although they had mastered the technology of making ladders, they could not get them out again without the materials, and they did not choose to let the shaman take action, because the shaman also needed to deal with the enemy's army of spellcasters.

Legendary to legendary, caster to caster, regular to regular

No matter when, no matter what kind of war, most of the time it is divided into three parts, unless it is an unreasonable number like the fish-man, otherwise after the legend and the caster divide the winner, the whole war will be no longer suspenseful.

This time, their strategy was to use the siege ladder at hand, which was like an arrow tower, with movable wooden wheels placed underneath, and people could stand on it, and it had the same function as a ladder to defend against long-range attacks.

The whole is made of precious wood, and the surface is also carved and painted with runes to defend against magic, which cannot be destroyed in a short time without the help of a spellcaster like Alice, with the caster army of the Yaats.

The Hercules of the Gothic army pushed such a behemoth through the swamp with difficulty, and the swamp under the city walls did not disappear in one night, or it was precisely because of the night that the area of the swamp was expanded, and the underground water veins that connected the moat were constantly wetting the land, and at a glance, the traces of yesterday's war were gone.

Fortunately, this engineering device uses the power of magic to advance in such a swamp, otherwise a swamp that is difficult for even a person to stand on would not be able to support such a heavy machine.

The Yeats were the overlords of Scandinavia during Beowulf's time, and their warehouses had enough ammunition to deal with several fierce battles, so there was no such thing as saving ammunition.

Of course, such an ineffective attack was also meaningless, and they threw their weapons at the siege ladder with all their might, and the flying axes in the sky struck at the siege ladder, but the sharp weapons could not leave a trace on the solid wood.

Seeing that their weapons could not cause damage to the siege ladder, the Yeats quickly targeted the Goths who were pushing the carts, and although the [Atmospheric Shield] applied by the druids could defend against throwing attacks to a certain extent, the current attacks of the Yeats undoubtedly exceeded the so-called [to a certain extent].

With every meter of progress, several Goths fell, and those who fell did not have a chance to heal and struggle, because before that time, the swamp on the ground had already swallowed their bodies.

It's close, it's close

At last, only twenty meters remained, and the sound of ropes sliding and gears rolling was clearly heard by the Yeats on the city walls, and under their horrified gaze, the unknown building had undergone a strange change.

On top of the tower-like structure was a strange plank, which had now been raised and laid flat, becoming a bridge between the walls and the siege ladder, and at the same time allowing the Goths, armed to the teeth, to appear in front of the Jeats.

Twenty meters away, with a flat plank underfoot, the Goths quickly rushed towards the Jeats on the wall, holding the best shields in the army, which allowed them to defend themselves from the flying axes in the sky when they charged.

In the other hand, these goths were holding heavy weapons such as two-handed swords and double-edged axes, and the weight of such weapons was not too much for a berserker to bear.

Heavy weapons exert terrible effectiveness in such situations, even if they cannot penetrate and destroy the iron shield, the huge force carried by the weapon still knocks the target away, and when it hits the ground, it has already turned into a corpse spitting blood.

Their bones and internal organs have been completely shattered and destroyed in the confrontation just now, and even their heads have turned into soy milk.

The terrible berserkers are killing on the city walls, and the original ordinary warriors are not the opponents of the berserkers, plus after the madness, all aspects of the ability have gone up to a level, and the situation suddenly becomes a one-sided slaughter.

"Berserkers, they're berserkers!"

The exclamations of exclamation continued to sound from the mouths of these Yaats, and soon turned into screams before death, they were just ordinary warriors, and even some of them were women and children who had rushed into battle after only a few days of fighting, and in the face of such a terrible war machine as berserkers, there was only one thing left but to flee except death

Of course they didn't run away, and even though they knew they were facing an enemy like Berserker, they didn't choose to beg for mercy and deck, because behind them was their capital, their hometown, and there were still their children in it, and what would happen to their children if they gave up resistance now.

The Jeats were not naïve enough to expect that the Goths would spare their children when they conquered the city, and let go of the descendants of the Jeats who had the same blood in their bodies as Beowulf.

Because it has always been the habit of the Scandinavians, the defeated have no right to live, and the entire race will be completely wiped out in the flames, just as the Yeats led by Beowulf defeated the enemy, completely from the spirit to the body, there is no left to be wiped out.

In the eyes of the Scandinavians, the best way to conquer is to completely destroy everything, because everyone knows that these children who grow up with hatred will only become the next enemy to fight.

They surrounded the Gothic berserkers who rushed up the walls, slowly approaching with shields in their hands, while others attacked with throwing axes, so close that such weapons could exert more than 100% power

However, the results of these attacks are very limited, and the combat effectiveness of the two sides is not at the same level, and it is still difficult to make up for the gap in the combat effectiveness of the two sides by virtue of their indomitable consciousness.

Successfully occupying a small area on the city wall, the Goths did not choose to take advantage of the victory, they took the shields they had snatched from the hands of the Jeats, and placed them in front of them to stop the enemy's counterattack, and they had a more important task than killing more Jeats, that is, to let more of their compatriots behind them, with that siege ladder, climb this wall.

How to continue in this way, after the Goths have established themselves on the city walls, they will achieve the first stage of victory, followed by more brutal street fighting, which is exactly according to the script written by the Goths.

【Corpse Explosion】

The magic of the shamans reappeared in the battlefield, and the rich negative energy penetrated the corpses of those who had lost their lives, turning them into terrifying bombs, blood, bones, and pieces of flesh turned into deadly fragments, turning the surrounding area of ten meters into a place favored by the god of death.

Several berserkers who had no time to defend themselves were victims of the attack, their bodies covered in holes pierced by shrapnel, and bright red blood and white liquid were pouring out of them, making it impossible to look at them directly.

Whether it was the order to use the [Corpse Explosion] or the order to use the corpses of his compatriots killed in battle as raw materials, it was given to the shaman by the king of the Yaats, Wiglaf.

Wiglaf didn't want to use this kind of magic to desecrate the corpses of his companions if he could, but he had no better way or better choice to keep the Jeats from being slaughtered by the Goths.

The power of the [Corpse Explosion Technique] is undoubted, especially at such a close distance, just an iron shield, it is impossible to block the overwhelming attacks, except for those few unlucky people who died on the spot, more berserkers were injured by the feet exposed outside the shield.

Even if they were in a state of madness, how strong their will was, they were able to ignore part of the pain, and even if their feet were badly injured, they still caused them to fall to the ground uncontrollably.

Of course, there were many people who were affected by the Yeats around them, but they also knew very well that now was not the time to blame their king for being so cruel, and there was no time for them to lament the misfortune of their fate.

As long as they are able to move, they all wield their weapons, and take advantage of this opportunity to tear those powerful berserkers to pieces with the weapons in their hands, and the berserkers who are not wearing any armor will only become immobile targets when they can't move, as if the Karelian campaign has been reversed.

Human skin is fragile, and in the face of these weapons, which were originally made for killing, they cannot resist like dragons and giants, and if they are hit, they will be injured, if they are cut, they will bleed, and if they are killed, they will also die.

"Drive them down, drive them down. ”

Wiglaf ordered loudly in the back, at this time his heart was dripping blood, the [Corpse Explosion Technique] just now was indeed had to do it, but he also knew that if he won, all the contradictions would be covered up by the victory, and if this war was lost, the Yaats race would completely disappear in Scandinavia, and there would be no need to worry about this problem at that time.

Just when the Berserker's attack was shattered by the sudden explosion, the support from outside the city was also blessed to them in due course, in addition to the [Strength of the Pack Bulls] and the [Tenacity of the Bear] that had already appeared yesterday, these druids also used the [Grace of the Pack Cat].

The other shamans weren't watching this time, and during last night's meeting, the shaman's leader had reconciled with the druid's leader, putting aside the conflict between the two for the time being, and the rest was overcoming the Jeats.

Now they are not competing to see who can achieve more results, but how to show Siegel that their value, more important than the druids, in this battle that is bound to be won.

【Mass Transformation】

A terrible cry came from the mouths of the berserkers who had climbed the walls, and with a speed that could be seen with the naked eye, their height was directly doubled, and the people of Jeat on the other side were suddenly young children who had not yet learned to walk.

With a gentle movement of the weapon in his hand, he swept the surrounding enemies into a ball like a violent wind, and in a few strokes, he cleared the way for the surrounding Yeats to clear the way for the troops behind him.

"The dwarven stuff is really useful, that thing called a siege ladder. ”

Looking at the offensive that was going well from afar, he was very satisfied with the success of this attack, and if the situation continued to develop like this, perhaps he would have succeeded in capturing the walls of Upland before tonight, and entered the stage of brutal street fighting.

"Steady, steady, don't rush. ”

The previous oratorical talent was not brought into full play at this time, and Wiglaf shouted anxiously, the berserker who was blessed by the [Great Transformation Technique] had indeed made the situation of this war extremely unfavorable to them all of a sudden, but they were not without means to fight back.

The last battle left the Yeats with not only some food and equipment, but also those siege engines that were not inferior to those made by the dwarves.

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The sharp crossbow bolt hit a berserker's abdomen with precision, and the crossbow arrow with the thickness of his forearm came out of his body, and a pink entrail hung on it, and before he could react, the rune engraved on the crossbow began to shine with an ominous light.

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A massive explosion occurred on the crossbow bolt that hit the Berserker's abdomen, and the abdomen, including his chest, exploded entirely, revealing the charred flesh underneath.

Neither the [Great Transfiguration] nor the [Bear's Tenacity] [Cat's Grace] [Bull's Strength] could survive a berserker who had been so badly injured, and his right hand struggled to raise and then fall.

The corpse, which had completely lost its breath of life, quickly returned to its original appearance.

Not only were the Goths surprised by the Yaat's attack, but even the Yaats themselves did not expect that this ordinary crossbow bolt could be so powerful that it could kill a berserker who had gone berserk and had been subjected to so much auxiliary magic in one blow.

Wiglaf's eyes narrowed slightly, he was also very surprised to be able to achieve such a result, he did not expect that the crossbow arrows bought from those goblins at a high price could have such a powerful power.

The rest of the berserkers began to panic, even if they were in a state of madness, and there was not much reason left in their bodies, they also knew that although the [Great Transformation Technique] made them very huge, it also made it difficult for them to dodge and defend in the face of these attacks, and the huge size made the role of [Cat Elegance] extremely limited.