Chapter 163: Yellow Sparrow (4)

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www.mpzw.com) Until late at night, the trebuchets outside the city still rang non-stop.

And with the sound of a giant swinging a club, Xueman's counterattack finally began.

In order to avoid hitting the walls and to prevent counterattacks from the opposing trebuchets, several huge trebuchets that were oversized ended up in the depths of the city.

Working on gravity and levers, these huge wooden machines look like weighing rods, with dozens of self-exalted, strong men working nearby.

They dragged the rope to pull the tail arm down and fix it, and the front end of the boulder pointed diagonally to the sky.

A veteran or officer with some experience in judging ballistics hurried up and, presumably, adjusted the pouch that hung from the tail arm with a thick leather rope.

Then, several people used rolling logs and crowbars to push the stones dismantled from the house into the bomb bag.

Eventually, they cut the rope they were holding to it, and the forearm from which the boulder was hung fell violently under gravity, throwing the tail arm into the sky.

By inertia, the stone thrown out of the bullet bag drew a parabola and flew towards the outside of the city.

Loria watched the rounds silently nearby, and after making sure there were no mechanical problems, she left, and walked towards the workshop west of the city, intending to make a batch of refueled trebuchet ammunition.

She frowned as she went, if only defending a city was as simple as besieging a city - unlike the dwarven neighbors who excelled at fortifications and defenses, the traditional mechanical school of Nomorigen was only suitable for sieges.

"I heard you're looking for someone to deliver a letter?"

At this moment, Alice, who had been hiding in the room recently, appeared out of nowhere, and asked Loria while nibbling on a loaf of bread.

Loria nodded, she had only said this to Ahri, and sure enough, Alice and Ahri were so good that they couldn't talk about anything.

"It's not what you think, I just accidentally read the fox's thoughts while fighting with it. ”

Elie muttered.

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Not knowing where to complain, Loria took a letter from her bag and handed it to Alice, who took it and stuffed it into her mouth.

Chewing Chew Chew ......

"What are you doing?" asked Loria, a little messy.

Hush!

Alice made a distinctive gesture. After a few minutes, she continued to nibble on the bread and waved goodbye to Loria, turning away in a crisp and unwavering voice, "The letter has been delivered." ”

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Loria suddenly felt that compared to her daily life, even if the rebels broke through the city wall, it was not worth caring about.

……

Early in the morning of the fourth day of the siege of Xueman.

Except for a few battlements and a cave where stone bullets were smashed, the snowy walls still stand.

The Marshal of the Stormcloak, annoyed in the camp outside the city, reckoned that the Empire had noticed their movements, and that he had little time leftβ€”he stepped out of his tent and ordered the soldiers to storm at all costs.

Count Pavlov, on the other hand, walked around the city walls, and from time to time he encouraged the exhausted soldiers, shouting: "Imperial reinforcements are ready to go, hold on, and we will be victorious!"

Neither side knew that the empire had been reduced to soy sauce in this war.

The fog began to lift, and as visibility improved, the protagonists of the battle were no longer the archers on both sides.

After two symbolic rounds of stone throwing, a large group of Stormcloaked soldiers began to charge with their shields up the slope where the Snowfilled Gate was located, and the defenders finally had enough visibility and angle to use their heavy crossbows.

They raised their heavy crossbows and fired at the rebels with little aim. A dozen thick crossbow bolts shattered the rebels' shields and pinned them directly to the ground, but this did not stop them from moving faster and faster.

Soon they rushed to the city.

Faced with a dense array of enemies beneath the city, the defending archers on the flanked walls began to mechanically repeat the action of pulling the strings and releasing arrows downward. Most of the arrows were blocked by the enemy's shields, and some of the defenders threw down their short bows and began to lift the stones at their feet and smash them down the city.

The defenders' movements were soon disrupted, and a large number of rebel archers advanced almost under the walls, completely ignoring the defenses, and began to fire at the defenders on the city.

In the chaotic and dense screams, people on both sides were constantly being shot by stray arrows and fell, and death suddenly became a probability event.

Several of the rebels who approached the gate threw away their shields, removed the hammers from their backs and began to pound the gates.

At the city gate, a soldier with heavy gloves shouted out of the way, and used a crowbar to overturn the iron pot on the fire with boiling oil, and the hot grease was sprinkled, and the strong smell of oil overflowed with screams, and he finally managed not to spit it out.

The rebels under the city stepped on the charred corpses of their comrades, roared and picked up the hammers that were still stained with boiling oil, and continued to pound the iron gates.

Seeing this, the gloved soldier beckoned to his companion to straighten the iron pot and refill it with oil, but before he could open his mouth, a crossbow bolt pierced through it along with his companion beside him.

The rebels' engineering equipment had been pushed into firing positions, shooting the defenders on the walls with ballistas and firing stones at the walls with improvised catapults with shorter-range catapults.

The stones thrown by the catapult hit the walls with a loud noise, and the defenders on the walls felt a noticeable shaking as the brick and stone debris on the surface of the walls scattered everywhere.

And on the slope, which was almost filled with corpses, the iron gates of the first gate fell, and the enemy poured towards the second gate.

Seeing that the defenders were gradually suppressed, two priests of the Crusaders climbed the city wall and began to magically put a mantra shield on each soldier.

The Xueman soldiers, who had been informed of the effect of the spell in advance, knew that they had a security guarantee for tens of seconds, and they poked their heads out of the shooting holes one after another, desperately counterattacking.

Just as the rebels' casualties were soaring, the city threw Loria's refill ammunition at their rear camp.

Although not a single shot hit, the successive loud explosions still had a sufficient deterrent effect.

The defenders, who suffered equally heavy casualties, again repelled the enemy attack.

……

A few hours ago.

Allowed to expand her range of activities, Qianqian wanders around the cave boredly, trying to find someone to talk to.

A day earlier, several mentally exhausted, ragged wounded had been taken to a tent - they seemed to be the inhabitants of Ezekiel who had climbed the snowy mountains overnight, and had only found the underground entrance to the area after getting lost and being attacked by a few wild wolves, and finally found by patrolling crusaders...... After that, Sharia hurried down the mountain with most of the people to check, and has not returned.

The normally lively caverns were silent due to the fog, and only a few people remained after Sharia left.

Just when Qianqian, who was suffocated by the monotonous environment, wanted to go far to find the guard who was in charge of guarding her, but always didn't know where to hide and be lazy, a tentacle wrapped in something suddenly came out of the ground.

Alice?

Without waiting for Qianqian to confirm, the tentacles threw down a small cloud of white and retracted back into the ground.

She walked over and picked up the clump of things, unfolding it to find a wet piece of stationery.

After reading the above, Qianqian's face became very ugly.

She looked up at the huge portal that glowed with an eerie red glow in the depths of the cavern, gritted her teeth and walked over.