The next day's fighting continued from day to night, and the Yeats, who had resisted on the periphery, had to swallow the bitter pill of defeat and retreat from around the walls to the residential areas inside, having killed more Goths than they numbered.

The inevitable defeat did not stop the Jeats from resisting, and they returned to their familiar streets and houses, using their familiarity with the environment to cause problems for the Goths, using everything they could to kill the enemies who had destroyed them.

They knew that there was no way to escape, they could no longer leave the land surrounded by the Goths, and all the ships in the city had been requisitioned by Wiglaf to carry the precious fire to Jutland, so the escape route by sea became impossible.

When night fell, Siegel's army had to retreat from the city, and at night when they could not see clearly, they could not defeat the Yeats who were familiar with their environment, and staying there would only continue to increase the casualties and not make more substantial progress.

Especially the centaur troops, their tall bodies could not move quickly in this human-built city, let alone many roads they could not squeeze into, and could only watch the other party arrogantly attack with throwing axes and javelins in the narrow alleys.

Therefore, in the street fighting, the casualties of the centaurs were greater than during the daytime charge, and a large part of them were due to the fact that they were not familiar with the situation of the appearance in the middle of the run, and they easily stepped into the trap prepared by the Yeats, and then, because of the inertia that could not be stopped, they rose into the air and fell to the ground heavily.

Simple traps are fist-sized holes dug in the road, which can only slow down the speed of movement for ordinary people, but for the Centaurs who are running away, they are deadly traps, and even if they are lucky enough not to die on the spot, they will quickly be killed by the Jeats who rush to them.

For the Goths, the increase in Centaur casualties was not the worst news, and when they actually stormed Upland, they remembered that most of the city's buildings were made of stone.

That is to say, each Jeath building only needs to be closed with a gate, and it is an independent and strong fortress, and when the Goths attack, the Jeats only need to open the windows and throw javelins and throwing axes to kill them in the way of the charge.

Thanks to the affluence of the Beowulf period, each family had plenty of food, ammunition and herbs for treatment, as well as plenty of drinking water, which was prepared for the cold Scandinavian winters, allowing them to live in peace for several months without a crisis of survival.

For the attack on Upland, at the beginning, the Goths were able to rely on their numerical superiority to overcome the houses made of stone, but as they progressed, their formations were inevitably divided.

After all, the city of Uppland was the capital of the Yeats, and after the expansion of the Beowulf period, the buildings alone were innumerable, and when the Gothic armies were scattered, the Yeats had not many enemies to face, and even in some cases, the Yeats were more than the Goths.

Coupled with Siegel's command error, he did not divide the Goths into small teams, which made it very easy for the Goths who came to an unfamiliar environment to be alone, and being alone in such street battles was undoubtedly telling the enemy that they were prey that they could hunt.

When Siegel counted the troops back to the camp during the night, the casualties were counted and he almost jumped on the spot, with thirty percent of the elite centaur troops killed and half wounded, unable to fight for a short time.

As for the Goths who were obsessed with Siegel's promise, the casualties were even greater, and they thought that they could easily revel in the city as long as they broke through the walls, just like the previous Yaats cities.

But before they could begin to loot and plunder, the traps placed by the Yaats throughout the city gave them a blow to the head, and the traps originally used to hunt large prey, used to protect against monsters, were also deadly against humans.

Of course, Siegel would not be too surprised if he knew that after an unknown number of years, the Rus' and the barbarians of the Ural Mountains who lived in the Rus' steppe sounded the death knell for the empire across Europa by using the methods of the Yeats against the Goths in a place called Stalingrad.

The druids in the Gothic army were busy this night, bandaging and treating the wounded soldiers all night long, while also enduring the abuse and curses of the soldiers, as if it was difficult for the families of the patients who had not been cured to have a good attitude towards the healers no matter how many years had passed.

This is something that the druids can't imagine, when they were still Barusenga, as noble spellcasters, when would they be treated like this, not to mention wasting sleep time to treat ordinary soldiers, even the nobles of Barusenge people need to pay a certain price if they want to get their help.

If they are abused like this by others, they have the right to deal with them freely, which is the right of the caster, and the right of being a friend of the forest, a believer of the gods, and the right that no one can blame.

But this is the Goths, and they are facing the Goths, and they are not the high-ranking spellcasters of Barusenge, but the slaves who have turned their backs on everything they once had in order to survive, prostrate on the ground in the hope of receiving Siegel's reward.

While the shamans were unhappy with the treatment of fellow spellcasters in this way, they did not stop the common goths from rejecting the druids, because when Upland was breached, the fragile agreement between the two of them was automatically nullified, and what remained was a pure competitor relationship.

They clearly knew that if these druids were allowed to gain a foothold among the Goths, they would be the shamans who would be most affected, because at that time they would no longer be the only group of spellcasters who had been privileged, and all the privileges they enjoyed now would need to be given to the druids, which they were not willing to do.

As for Siegel, he didn't have the energy to pay attention to these little things now, because the unexpectedly stubborn resistance of the Yeats had made him hold back the fire in his belly, and he was now roaring loudly in the tent, venting his anger and dissatisfaction with the various leaders and captains under him, hoping that they would realize their mistakes today and perform better next time.

The torches in the camp burned for a night, but this night Siegel and the others did not have an all-night discussion as before, after all, although the losses were a little greater today, they had already completed the most difficult part and successfully broke through the strongest wall defense of Upland.

So when Siegel finished venting his anger, he began to arrange and assign tomorrow's tasks, and he arranged for his leaders and captains to personally join the cleaning of Upland City tomorrow and speed up the attack on Upland.

Although he was not afraid that the Yeats would burn the city to ashes due to the weather and the stone buildings of Upland, Siegel was afraid that the men would destroy his spoils, the precious treasures that had been looted during the Beowulf period.

To this end, he reluctantly arranged for his shamans and druids, risking the loss of their precious spellcasters, to send them with the army to clean up the Yeats with the power of magic, and let them know that the buildings made of stone are indeed very strong, but they will also become inescapable coffins in the face of magic.

Whether those druids will have any complaints and accidents because of fatigue, Siegel doesn't care, in his opinion, not taking their lives together in the destruction of Barusenge is already the best reward for them, if you still want to get too many things, then no matter how valuable the caster is, in order to maintain his prestige, he will not hesitate to give up.

Siegel is also not worried that these druids will betray him, after all, after the betrayal, they need to face the pursuit of a Scandinavian Empire that has already seen the embryonic form, plus they have betrayed and there is no other place to escape, Attila and Alice have a grudge against them, and will never accept these traitors who have betrayed twice.

Except for the busy druids and the soldiers who were being treated, everyone else seized every minute to rest this night, and although the most difficult stage had passed, today's experience also taught them that the next street fighting was also a brutal battle.

If the body is exhausted because of poor rest, and then dies at the hands of the Yaats for such a ridiculous reason, then the shame is secondary, and not being able to receive the invitation of the Valkyrie to enter the Valhalla Palace after death is the most terrible thing.

As the sky gradually brightened, the Goths finished their breakfast very quickly, packed up their weapons and equipment, lined up in a neat line, and stood at the front of the barracks.

Today is the third day of the attack on Upland, and unlike yesterday, they will be divided into squads under the leadership of the Goths to clean up Upplan, and each team will be equipped with a druid or shaman to work together.

Centaurs, Siegel did not arrange for them to participate in today's operation, after all, after yesterday's lesson, he also knew that after the centaurs lost their speed advantage in the city, they would only become the prey of the Jeats hunting, and in his opinion, the battle had reached the end stage, and there was no need to lose these elite centaurs.

After all, the tall bodies of centaurs can't squeeze into small human houses, and their weapons can't destroy solid houses made of stone, so sending them to Upplan for street fighting is not much different from sending them to death, and more importantly, their act of sending them to death doesn't bring much benefit to Siegel.

The battlefield of the first two days was still uncleaned, broken blades, dead soldiers, charcoal, could be seen everywhere, the sea breeze from the sea blew all night, and the smell of roasted meat and blood was replaced by another faint smell of fish.

The walls were quiet today, and there were no Jeats standing on them to defend them, and perhaps they knew that if they were not able to solve the gap in the walls in a short time, they would reluctantly use the walls for defense, and it would only turn into a rout like yesterday's during the day.

Rather than a morale-shattering, deadly-wounded frontal defense, the Jeats were now more inclined to use their fortified city, and their familiarity with the city to fight the Goths, and the battle of the second half of yesterday had convinced them that such a battle was more suitable for their play.

A two-story hut made of pure stone, the doors and windows on the first floor have been boarded by the owner inside, and there are more than a dozen traps specially placed on the grass around the house that are specially used to hunt bears and other large animals.

Through the windows on the second floor, you can see the faint figure inside, as well as the unique reflection of metal after being exposed to the sun, and on the top balcony, a Jeat wears a helmet made of wood chips and thick fur on his head, such a simple helmet uses very ordinary materials, does not require much exquisite craftsmanship, and at the same time has a good performance when fighting long-range weapon damage, so it is very popular among some poor Scandinavians.

The Jeats cautiously poked their heads out to look around, and his eyes were mostly at the junctions, for the enemy from outside the city had to pass through such places in order to continue deeper.

It is such a defense that turns an ordinary stone residential building into an incomprehensible fortress, especially the Goths, who have no siege equipment and only rely on cold weapons, if they want to conquer it, they also need to pay a lot of price, which is a fact verified by the Goths with blood and death yesterday.

Suddenly, the Yaat, who was standing on the top of the building, had a horrified expression on his face, and his mouth was wide open to sound the alarm and warn the family downstairs to beware of the enemy's arrival.

Unfortunately, his alarm didn't have time to go out, and a red ray pierced his skull from above, and the rudimentary helmet didn't save his life in the face of magic.

The last thing that remained in the eyes of the Yaat was a shaman who was guarded in the middle by five shield-wielding shields, and his cold gaze seemed to be watching the ants beneath his feet.