"Assemble! Gather! "Sometimes it just so happened that as soon as they returned to their barracks, the soldiers, who had gone to the hospital to help, heard the shouts ordering them to assemble.

After a few minutes of rest, everyone had to start arranging their armor and stuffing the sheets and mess into the chain mail, hoping that the thin thickness would save their lives at the last minute.

The soldiers of the Fourth Regiment were all new recruits and were armed only a few days before the start of the battle. None of these soldiers had much combat experience, so their mission was not to go up to the walls to fight demons.

As light infantrymen, they were not equipped with shields and carried only a long sword as their weapon. Their task was not easy, as they were responsible for carrying bows and arrows for archers on the city walls, as well as projectiles for ballistas, similar to porters on the battlefield.

Don't think they're lucky, they do the most dangerous job, because they're constantly on the move, so without the protection of their shieldmen, they're vulnerable to being hit by the weapons that the demons throw at the walls, and bows and boulders can kill these light infantry at any moment.

"I'm going to make sure you're all where you're supposed to be! Everyone makes sure their companion is by their side! I don't want deserters! After reaching the city wall, look for cover by yourself......" In the distance, the regimental commander stood on a high place, constantly shouting to his soldiers what to pay attention to.

It's a pity that there are too many things to pay attention to, and there are bound to be all kinds of new situations on the battlefield. How many of these recruits survived, no one knows.

In fact, the commanders above did not intend to pin their hopes on these recruits. All they asked of the recruits was to send spare bows and arrows and stones to the walls and then they could be sacrificed.

"You can pick up the shield next to the corpse to save your life, or you can crouch behind the boulder that the demon threw on the wall! But you must complete your mission! Got it? The regiment commander stood on a high place and loudly mobilized before the war: "For your family!" ”

"Fight! Fight! All the soldiers shouted loudly, trying to cheer themselves up. Then these recruits, who had never been in battle, rushed to the walls in droves, passing by the withdrawn troops.

The recruits who walked up to the city watched in horror as the bloodied soldiers walked down the walls, supporting their lightly wounded comrades, each of whom seemed to be as terrible as corpses crawling back from hell.

"I'll try to find some boulders for cover! Don't listen to the nonsense of those commanders, remember one thing, and that is to send ammunition always after dodging the opponent's bow and arrow! We don't have heavy armor and shields, and we don't have those things in our hands. The captain, who had experienced the battle, admonished the soldiers of his squad as he walked forward.

Before they had reached the top of the city, they heard the sound of trumpets on the walls. When they reached the top of the city, they saw a dense mass of heavy infantry with shields and swords, lined up in a neat procession.

The officers carried their swords and shuttled back and forth in such a heavy formation, shouting out precautions and orders.

In a few moments, the boulders fired by the demon's trebuchet smashed into the battlements of the wall, and the cracked rubble flew everywhere, striking the shields of the hoplites.

The bright red ground did not seem to have dried yet, but it was eroded by the fresh red liquid, which made these light infantry who had just walked to the city tremble.

"I'm running out of ballista ammo over there! Send a batch over now! Fast! Let's add it to the next to it! Looks like they don't have enough! When an officer saw the recruits walking up the wall, he immediately shouted loudly.

The veteran captain who led the team immediately replied: "Yes! …… You guys, send the stone bullets you are carrying! ”

The soldiers who heard the order were each given a cloth bag before they walked up to the city wall, and inside the cloth bag was a round round stone projectile of five fists.

The soldiers nodded slightly, and walked in the direction pointed by the officers on the city wall with the cloth bags on their backs—they couldn't run, and the weight of a light armor and five solid live ammunition was not light, and it was not easy to run.

The rest of the men followed their captain to the towers that were built at regular intervals, which served as firepower nodes for the defense of the city walls, as well as places for ballistae, stone shells, and bows and arrows.

Before they could put down the bows and arrows they were carrying and stack these supplies on top of the piles of bows and arrows, the onslaught of the demons over there began.

It didn't even last an hour, and when it came up, the squad of 51 people was left, and there were only three soldiers left.

The soldiers who went to deliver ammunition and bows and arrows almost never returned—and almost none because the captain of the squad at least came back alive.

It's a pity that even he was burned on his arm by the magic launched by the demon when he came back, and he was embarrassed like a half-baked wild boar.

When he came back, his face was very ugly, he didn't speak, and no one knew what happened to him.

In fact, he saw a demon infantry in armor ascend to the top of the city from the archer's position, and the other party killed 11 human soldiers in one go, and then he was barely killed, pushed down the city wall as a rolling stone, and smashed into the strong demon soldiers under the city.

The difference in individual combat power between the two sides is really too great, a strong demon is at least more than 2 meters tall, it is wearing heavy armor, and several human soldiers can't get close.

If it weren't for the fact that there were still some Southern Kingdom soldiers armed with Mauser 98K rifles on the city walls, the wall defense of Shakburn would have been broken through by demons a long time ago.

Before the squad of only three men could be withdrawn, the Legion Captain of the Fourth Legion came to their castle tower covered in blood, and one of the officers behind him hung from his chest with a bandage around his arm, an image that made the two of them look undignified.

"I want you to choose 5 soldiers to report to the Fifth Legion! The demon almost broke through their defenses just now, and the commander of the Five Legions was already dead! Their regiment is now suffering heavy losses! Manpower is needed! As soon as he entered, the Legion Commander shouted loudly.

After he finished speaking, he wanted to go out, but when he saw that there were only three people left in the tower, he stopped halfway and turned around, and his expression was a little embarrassed.

He was going to go to the next castle tower to find manpower, but he had to give up his plan for the time being, he looked at the only three people left in the room, reorganized his language, and said, "There is a need for soldiers who can fight!" Choose one of your fellow workers to come and support you. ”

"Yes!" The captain stood up and saluted, picked up a twisted shield from the few remaining piles of arrows around him, and asked, "Has anyone volunteered to go over there?" As you can see, there are only three of us left, and it's not safe here. ”

Unfortunately, before they could make their choice, the demon's forces had already attacked the city wall not far away.

In the battle against demons, human beings really have no chance of winning by relying on cold weapons. Even with some artillery, it still didn't keep Shakben into the afternoon.

There was chaos on the city wall, and before the legion commander could get out of the tower, he saw a huge demon with a body of at least three meters on the city wall not far away, carrying a weapon to smash the broken battlement, and stepping on the head of the city full of corpses and rubble.

"Get rid of them!" The legion commander didn't have time to think about it, so he drew the saber at his waist, and the veteran captain behind him also drew his own longsword - there was no choice now, in order to survive, he could only go out and fight hard!

Because, if you put the demon into the city, then you only need to look at the other party's figure and strength to know that Shakben is finished!

The officer with the bandage on his arm also awkwardly drew his saber, and two light infantry followed him, the short sword in his hand trembling.

The surrounding human soldiers gathered in a group, with shields and swords in front and spears in the back. The troops were fairly well-trained, so despite the chaos, they still maintained some order.

But seeing another demon rushing to the city, the scene suddenly got out of control. The legion commander who took the lead in the counterattack was soon struck by an axe, and was thrown off the city wall in tatters, and the veteran captain who was standing beside the legion commander was also out of breath.

The gunfire in the distance had begun to thin out, and the riflemen on the ramparts had probably used all their ammunition. The dense human soldiers had no way to deal with the demons in front of them for a while.

"Ahh The desperate veteran captain rushed at his opponent who was three heads taller than him with his long sword, and the strong demon soldier did not dodge, and took the captain's slash with the iron armor on his shoulder, and then slashed the human captain in two with a backhand.

The captain spat blood from his mouth and fell at the demon's feet. He did not die because he was not able to hold his position, nor was he able to leave alive......

On the walls of the harbor, which were full of gunsmoke, the commander, Count Roysaac, knew that his defenses had been breached.

He could clearly see the demon climbing over the city wall, and he could clearly see a tower in the distance being crushed by the demon's massive siege machine, and the rubble rolled and scattered the flesh and blood of the soldiers.

A few minutes earlier, he had seen a large fleet baring its fangs on the horizon not far from the harbor.

The demon's fleet surrounded Shakburn, and there were at least 100 demonic warships across the sea, and the magic cannons on those warships were bombarding the buildings in the harbor, and the whole Shakburn was full of gunsmoke, screaming and crying one after another.

"Let all the troops fight back! If we can't repel these demons today......" The old count coughed lightly and continued, "Then we will all die here. ”

As soon as his words fell, in the distant sky, hundreds of demonic bats flapped their wings and let out a chilling and terrifying howl.

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