"Your Highness, they retreated. The Roland knight ran over in a hurry.

"I see, tell the men to cook! The soldiers must be hungry, so make some more good food." ”

Murphy waved his hand and instructed Knight Roland to inform the cooking.

"Your Highness! The enemy army at the West Gate has begun to attack the city! Knight Ford asked me to come and ask for help!" At the other end of the city wall, a herald ran anxiously and reported to Mo.

"What?!" Murphy was stunned, "How many enemy troops are there, and what rank are they?"

The number of siegers was about 400, including more than 200 ordinary soldiers, more than 100 elite soldiers, and more than 100 Theban guerrilla marksmen. The herald spoke quickly, but with clarity and without any other superfluous words, he quickly reported the number of enemy troops.

"More than 400 people, and also a guerrilla shooter? Isn't the main direction of attack the north wall?" Murphy was a little puzzled, but the ever-changing battlefield would not give him so much time to think.

"Chaks, Oleg, and Elijah! The three of you are going with your headquarters to support the Ford Knights, and Colin, Vanna, Charles, Kevin, and Lawrence, the five of you, no one with ten spearmen, are looking for a place to put a cold mark on the western wall. Murphy quickly decided who to send to support.

Several knights who received the order answered, and each rushed towards Xicheng with his own people.

............

"Your Excellency Kurumman, one of our siege towers has been built and ready to be transported to the front line. ”

In the middle of the Theban army, Kurumman, who was dressed in armor, was leaning behind the sand table and constantly deducing, with a Thebes mask helmet on his right hand, and he was constantly pacing next to the sand table.

And at this moment, a craftsman-like man pushed open the camp gate and walked in, kneeling down on one knee and said.

Count Kuruman ignored him, and walked so slowly, as if thinking about something.

"Lord Kurumman?"

The craftsman-like man raised his voice a few decibels, finally calling out to Kurumman.

"What do you say?" said Count Kurumman, his voice hoarse, like the grinding teeth of a monster in the Urso Mountains.

"Your Excellency, our siege towers have been built and are ready to attack at any time. The man repeated it again.

"I see, I see. Count Kuruman nodded.

"The guards came over and dragged this guy down and chopped off two toes. Count Kuruman beckoned, and two guards walked in, and restrained him with special gloves under the man's frightened and confused eyes, "I said don't come and disturb me while I'm thinking, just cut off two toes for the sake of your meritorious work in building ladders and siege towers, if you dare to have a next time, you will be in danger!"

Count Kurumman's hoarse and unpleasant voice was filled with coldness, making people feel like falling into an ice cave.

"No, sir, I didn't mean to! Please spare me! I don't dare anymore......" The craftsman-like man was grabbed by the guards' shoulders and dragged out of the Chinese army camp, and his voice became farther and farther away.

"Your Excellency, when are we going to take this city with the siege tower?" asked one of the generals next to Kurumman, who had also dared to ask after seeing that Count Kuruman had stopped thinking.

"No hurry, Jimlo. The Count shook his head, "Those guys on the city wall are still very energetic, and if we attack the city wall with a siege tower now, it will cause us a lot of casualties." ”

"So now we still send ordinary soldiers mixed with a small number of elites to continue to harass, feigning siege momentum, and the rest of the elite soldiers, sergeants, knights, and mages are still hurrying up to rest, and when the people on the wall are tired, they will go up to the siege tower and the ramming ram to attack. ”

"Your Excellency Kuruman is a good plan!"

"It's worthy of being a new star of the kingdom!

The rest of the generals hurriedly patted their ass, for fear of upsetting the earl.

On the other side at the same time.

"Your Highness, the enemy army at the west gate has repulsed, but the enemy army at the south gate has moved again. Knight Ilya looked tired and his voice was a little sluggish.

There was no way, there were too many enemy troops, at least a hundred corpses were piled up under the two walls, and there were still seriously wounded screaming in the pile of corpses, but the number of kills and injuries was insignificant compared to the total number of enemy troops.

"What about the casualties at the Western Wall?" Murphy asked urgently.

"Due to the number of guerrilla archers sent by the enemy, twelve warriors were killed on the western wall, of whom seven were city defenders, two were throwers, and the remaining three were crossbowman recruits. Ilya said.

"But the situation on the south wall is more urgent, the enemy forces on the south wall have moved about a third, and by the time I am gone, the ladder has been erected, and now it may be even worse. Ilya's heart burned and he spoke quickly, for the commander of the southern walls was one of his few friends, Bruno, the city guard.

"What?"

Murphy felt that the bad news today had not been broken, and each one was enough for him to have a headache.

"Send fifty crossbowmen and thirty throwers to support, and another hundred swordsmen and axemen to guard against the enemy's landing. Murphy commanded with one hand on his forehead, and waved the other hand to hurry to carry out the order.

"Your Highness, are you okay?" Simon on the side hurriedly asked when he saw Murphy covering his head with an uncomfortable expression.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little tired. Murphy waved his hand, signaling that he was fine.

"Why don't Your Highness, go and rest for a while, and the command here can be handed over to me and Roland. Simon was still worried, frowning and asked.

Murphy pondered for a moment, thinking that this would be fine, so he nodded: "Okay, come and call me anytime if you have something." ”

So he went to a rest room inside the wall under the gaze of everyone.

............

"Bruno, they're coming up soon!" said one of the veterans, struggling to turn back to Bruno as he struggled to throw a stone downward.

"Quick! get on your spear and stab these bastards down, you can't let them come up!" Bruno cried out anxiously with his helmet.

A group of spearmen held spears more than four meters long and stabbed downward, but several Theban soldiers were stabbed.

But there were still a large number of axemen with round shields and spears on their heads.

"Kill!"

"Kill them!"

"The Earl has said, the one who climbs the wall and breaks the city first will be rewarded with a thousand gold naso!"

As the saying goes, there must be brave men under the reward, and the first batch of soldiers finally climbed the city wall, screaming and fighting with the defenders of the city wall, and also providing cover for those who have not yet climbed the wall.

"Die!" Bruno drew his saber and stabbed it into the chest of a Theban soldier, whose leather armor was as fragile as a blank sheet of paper in front of Bruno's enchanted sword.

Bruno twisted the hilt of his sword, and the blade stirred in the soldier's chest, messing up all his internal organs, and then kicked the soldier straight down the wall with a sharp kick of his right foot.

Entrails and blood splattered from the translucent holes in front and back, spilling on his comrades who were afraid of the ladder.

The expression of fear froze on his young and slightly immature face, but it didn't last long, because the impact of falling from the fifteen-meter-high wall had already turned his head into pieces, leaving only a small half of the skull still containing blood, which remained in the helmet.

Another young and fresh life fell in war.