The morale of the defending soldiers gradually regained their composure from the artificially high morbidity at first, especially the high battle damage ratio in recent days was enough to extinguish the indignant and determined hearts of most people. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the Sakura Kingdom retreats from the castle, a farmer's wife or a merchant's lady comes to visit her husband on duty on the castle wall. Then there was an earth-shattering cry from all corners of the city—that their husbands or sons or fathers were gone......

Walking through the small streets of Braun City, the shops are deserted and most of them are closed. A low and depressed choked voice faintly came out through the thin door panel, they lost their loved ones, their hearts were sad, and they suppressed and did not dare to cry loudly. Because in the future, they may have more to lose.

On the main road of the castle, guards with knives pinned to their waists brushed glue on the walls, and on the other side, diminutive companions tore a piece from a pile of drawing paper and pasted it on the wall, mostly inertial propaganda.

Far away, someone shouted loud words of victory and inducement. They walked from house to house, their voices were loud, and every enlisted house would loudly report the number of enemies killed today, how to use our army......

Beside them, however, trolleys full of corpses were lining up, stretching a line from the direction of the city wall on three sides, leading to the huge rocky hill to the west of the city.

Occasionally, a girl of unknown age peeked down from the half-hidden window on the second floor, probably a shy merchant girl hiding in a boudoir and not knowing what was going on in the world. And when the passer-by heard the sound and raised her head, she quickly closed the window like a frightened bird......

Under the pale blue sky, the cold wind blew across the mottled and ancient city walls. The soldiers on the city walls walked from east to west with cold faces, their lips chapped and fleshy, and they pouted in a stubborn arc - and this is the price and growth of war.

However, the cost will continue, and the rift in the war will continue to deepen. Keep increasing the weight until one party goes bankrupt or can no longer support it.

……

"General, the number of our arrows is about to run out, and we can still support it for an hour at most......"

"Pass the order down, let everyone save the shot. Wait until the other party is close before fighting...... Hit hard. ”

"General, the flanks are in a hurry......"

Pisa stood a little further back from the wall, looking out at the battlefield, and one of his lieutenants, the messenger, knelt before him and reported aloud. The middle-aged general lowered his head and listened in silence, and the distant grandiose wind and shouts were mixed together, like a chaotic harmony.

Pisa hadn't slept for two nights, he was only in his forties at this time, and his energy was fine, but the years of high-intensity mental work had made his gray hair grow gradually, and he already had a little silver thread when he looked closely.

At this time, the middle-aged guard stood at the back of the city wall, his body straight like a hard pine. The messenger came and went in front of him, he opened his mouth to say something, and his eyes looked through the black smoke and melodious battlefield to look beyond.

"General, the enemy will concentrate superior forces to attack our northern wall. Our defenders are seriously underwhelmed and in dire need of reinforcements...... The enemy has climbed the walls, and we ...... Can't hold it, General! ”

"Order the third squad of the Chinese army to immediately come under the command of General Chekhov, guard the northern city wall, and be sure not to remove the enemy from the city tower in the shortest possible time!"

The general who turned his back to the crowd did not look back, and his positive expression was drowned in the loud and desolate shouting in the distance, hard as stone. The body of this general is straight and hard, and the wind outside the city is cold on his back, which makes people feel at ease and trust.

However, as soon as the herald stood up, another herald with a steel helmet ran in from outside in a panic, and fell to his knees with a pop.

"General, the western wall of the city was smashed by the opponent's catapult to open a one-man-wide crack, and the opposing army used this as a breakthrough point to launch a steady stream of assaults! The width of the cracks in the walls is expanding...... The Sith General has already gone down to meet him personally, but the enemy has already passed through the crack and slaughtered into the city! ”

There was silence for about a dozen seconds.

"Order Pete, take half of the defenders to help General Sith plug the breach in the wall."

"The general, Colonel Pitt, has died in the line of duty. Whereas...... Moreover, the Xicheng defense army has fought to the death with the locality, and it has been ...... There's not much left......"

General Pisa's figure flickered visibly as the other man's voice fell, and he kept looking into the distance, raising his hand to put something to his mouth.

It was only at this time that everyone found that the middle-aged general was still holding a small teapot made of purple sand in his dusty rough hand on the battlefield filled with gunpowder.

This is a literary and artistic work passed from the far away oriental civilization, Pisa has always liked it, and when he touches the smooth and round touch of this small teapot, he will subconsciously feel relaxed and peaceful. Whenever there is a big event, the Pisa general likes to pinch it in his hand, and the small body of the pot lies appropriately in the rough palm of his hand, and the size and delicate texture seem to indicate his means of strategy.

"I see, you go down."

After a long time, he tried his best to control his trembling hand and tugged it into his sleeve, and in a steady voice gave the order to leave the man who was kneeling on the ground.

However, the information on the battlefield changed rapidly, and intermittently heralds ran in from outside, and he also intermittently asked people to go out to deliver orders.

"Report~~."

"Nine building carts and seven catapults hit and attacked our eastern wall, and the eastern wall...... Lost ......"

Touch!!

The sound of the teapot falling to the ground and shattering sounded immediately after the herald had finished delivering the message, and the scene was quiet, and the man paused, slowly moving his body, the steel of his armor rubbing against each other, making a piercing sound.

The herald lowered his head, silent, and his back was wet and he didn't dare to look at his boss. The middle-aged man turned his head at this time, and his face looked soft and sallow and sallow with wind and sand, but his eyes were still stern and upright, but they were inevitably full of haggardness. Some of the people around him tried to step forward to hold him up, but they were pushed away. Soon after, he opened his voice again, and in a stubborn and hoarse tone, he gave the order in a straight voice: "Pass my orders......

The whole army withdrew and entered the second line of defense. ”

"We ...... We fought in the streets. ”

……

In the bleak autumn, the leaves of the trees turn yellow overnight.

The autumn rains are even colder at this time......

The smell of fireworks wafted through the air, the cries of warriors and the cries of women and children.

Kafir, the commander of the Third Army Corps, who was standing in the camp of the Chinese army, clapped his hands and smiled, and at this time there were four generals with colonel badges on their shoulders sitting in the tent, including the commander of the Seventh Army Corps.

And with Kafir's smile, the atmosphere of the entire camp suddenly became relaxed and lively.

"The big picture is decided."

Some people said this, and some people then laughed and agreed, and even the commander of the Seventh Army Corps, who had the most rigorous combat thinking, did not put forward any rigorous suggestions and reminders at this time.

Yes, the army has entered the city, and the three gates of the east, west, and north have been occupied at the same time, and the overall situation is ...... It's decided.

Raphael looked up at the military map hanging from the tent cloth. After cutting out the unexpected stubborn rock of Braun City, and then for the Sakura Kingdom, it will be a flat river and a central and northern region that can be defended without danger. When the time comes, the iron hooves of the empire will step down, drive straight in, advance and retreat as you like......

Joy spread across the faces of each of the generals, all of whom were very military men, and at this moment, similar thoughts were already growing in the heads of some of the generals - yes, we were going to make a great contribution......

The scarlet army poured into the city like a flood, and the soldiers armed with spears and machetes divided into small columns like dense blood vessels, extending inward from the city gate little by little.

The resistance of the defenders of the city of Braun continued, hiding in their houses, behind the windows, on the rooftops, and launching a sneak attack on the soldiers coming from the alleys.

Then they are stabbed to death or hooked out with a backhand by an enemy who is shot down or reacts, and they fight together......

The two sides went back and forth, and the crowded streets and houses were in chaos.

Looking down from the air, the black and red armored soldiers collided side by side, some fell in a crowd, and some were pushed and shoved to the inner place.

The cold knife slashed open the doors of the constricted houses, and the red streams of people poured in like scorching magma. Then there was the cry of a woman, the cry of a woman begging for mercy, the sound of tables and chairs falling to the floor, and the barking of dogs.

These soldiers who entered the city had already turned into devils at this time, burning, killing and looting. They have been beaten out of the real fire these days, and the grievances they have suffered under the city these days, and the bitterness of their comrades-in-arms and brothers dying under the old city walls, have all turned into bestiality and burst out.

This is the most cruel and intractable part of war, where people for no reason are entangled, hating and hurting each other. The people of the city of Braun hate them, and they hate the city of Braun as well. So much so that even the commander of the legion said before the march that after the city was broken, the sword would not be sealed for three days.

The foul language of the ruffians and the cruel laughter of the murderers filled the streets, and a large number of innocent people in the city were killed in their rooms, and children were tied up and dragged behind their horses until they ran to exhaustion. And then dragged alive......

The remnants of the young men ran out screaming with kitchen knives, and were framed, disemboweled with a knife, and thrown in the middle of the road......

Someone has a torch and throws it away. One by one, some people or soldiers who were hiding at home were afraid of being discovered, and ran out crying, but they were kicked back and burned alive......

A gray-faced old mother sat in the middle of the street with her hair scattered and cried, others did not know if she had relatives and children who died on the battlefield, only to hear her shouting helplessly and sadly over and over again in her hoarse throat: "Don't fight, whatever you want, give it to you, give it to you, take it-"

However, while all this happened, the officers of the defending army were still resisting.

Soldiers in black armor shouted slogans, rushed out of the dark corners, and killed a group of people. Before he could leave, he was entangled by other Sakura Kingdom troops, and then he was killed and scattered.

At this time, the morale of the defending side of the city has been dissipated. They were defeated by the unstoppable magma torrent, and they saw that they had penetrated deep into the center of the city.

The defenders of the city of Braun were breached at the gates, and they watched as soldiers with broken homes dragged out of the dilapidated courtyards, women and old people, and violently attacked or stabbed to death in the streets. As far as the eye could see, there was fire and blood. But the body was trembling, and what I felt at this time was not the anger of my fellow relatives being killed, but coldness.

Cold and hopeless about an unknown future.

This castle ......

It's over.

……

Pisa rode on his horse and pinned a soldier in red armor to death in the plank path with a spear in his hand.

It was the third wave of enemies he had encountered in just half an hour, and they were all scattered by him and his team.

The middle-aged man grabbed the horse, listened to the terrible sound coming from all directions, looked up at the sky, and was silent for a long time. It was close to noon, but the sky was gloomy and terrible.

It's raining......

Pisa's mood was extremely low, and he watched the squad that walked in front of him and killed another team of red-armored soldiers, but what echoed in his heart was great unwillingness.

They......

I've really lost.

The rain that connects the heavens and the earth forms a rain curtain that obscures people's vision, and thousands of raindrops hit the window edges, the roof tiles, the red ground, and the burning buildings.

The middle-aged general's whole body was wet, and he sat on a majestic white horse, his spear hanging low, and the rain line clanged against his bronze armor. And along the folds and gaps of the armor, the flesh that connected the surface of the armor flowed down the barrel of the gun. His face was pale as paper, motionless, and he suddenly looked up at the sky.

Why...... Why is this happening?!

Am I not good enough? Is it that my Braun soldiers are not working together enough?!

He muttered to himself, pain contorting his expression as if an earthworm were crawling.

Major General Pisa's helmet, in the previous battle, I don't know when it was picked up, he raised his head at this time, and the falling rain stuck to his meticulous hair gap, sliding down to the tip of his hair little by little.

The white horse unconsciously circled in the long alley, and after a long time, the drenched general withdrew his gaze amid the sound of killing. Once again, he controlled his expression with great willpower, and turned to look back—only those who were familiar would notice that there was a lack of familiar brilliance in his eyes.

"Pass my orders, units, free sniping."

……

The middle-aged general shouted these words, and seemed to age ten years in an instant, and his straight body was blurred in the rain and fog - the four words 'free sniping' were placed here, representing his abandonment of overall command.

This resolute general, with great ambitions, finally recognized the reality and gave up the futile struggle.

However, five minutes later, when the pizza unfolded the blank paper that flew in vain, the whole person's expression was as wonderful as buying stocks and losing money and then winning the lottery.