"You can't go out of the city to fight a decisive battle! The other party has advanced so far in a day and a night, there must be something to rely on, at this time to risk attacking the other party, if you win, the other party may have follow-up troops, and if you lose, we will lose Volavo. Standing at the head of the city, looking at the black golden eagle banner on the distant plain, the old general Frankie pressed his long sword and comforted his subordinates who were seeking battle.

His voice was kind, as if it were magical. After hearing his analysis, the officers who were ready to fight to the death with the enemy under the city all pressed their minds to fight for credit.

"Let our men hurry up and rest, the other party may not attack immediately, but we must be prepared for defense, and the city wall must not go any way!" Frankie is a seasoned veteran general.

Looking at the immobile enemies in the distance with some concern, he had to add to his men: "If the other side comes into range, use those long-range catapults behind the walls to repel them." ”

Frankie had a big picture of the situation, he knew that the troops of Elanhill under the city could not last, and their desperate attempt to take Wallavo was actually the best proof that they wanted to enter the city to avoid the ensuing field battle.

Therefore, as a front-line commander, what he has to do is not to destroy the enemy and strive for credit, what he has to do is to prevent the enemy from completing his campaign objectives, even if the division wins.

As long as the other party cannot attack for a long time, the follow-up reinforcements of the Arrant Empire will definitely increase, and the other party will only have one choice to retreat at that time. If the Holy Demon Empire entered the war, the situation would be more favorable to the Arrant Empire, and Frankie knew very well that no mortal was the opponent of those Dragon Knights of the Holy Demon Empire.

Therefore, the current situation seems very tricky and complicated, but in the eyes of the old general Frankie, it is actually simple and makes him feel a little boring. Any mortal monarch's attempt to break the distribution of power would ultimately be futile.

Even the arrogant Zorn arranged for a messenger to go to the border of the Holy Demon Empire before the war to the south, and handed over a document about the war in the Dosen Empire going south. It is clearly written on it, as long as the demands of the area north of the Dosen River.

"Boom!" Just when Frankie was feeling a little bored, the phalanx of Elanhill in the distance showed their hole cards, and a cannonball pierced the air and landed in the city of Wallavao with a sharp whistling sound.

The shell crashed into a house, smashed the roof tiles of that house, and then exploded in the house, knocking down two walls. Immediately after that, the surrounding houses began to collapse with the tremors, emitting a low, suppressed rumbling sound.

"That's ...... What the? Widening his eyes and looking at the row of houses behind him in the distance, a row of houses that were collapsing with smoke, Frankie's calm voice trembled in his voice, and he subconsciously asked his adjutant in disbelief.

The lieutenant, who was also speechless with shock, didn't have the heart to answer Frankie's question at this time, he looked at the house that was collapsing with the spread of gunsmoke, and the sound of the explosion that he remembered just now was still in his ears.

"Boom!" The shock of the two men was not over, and the second cannonball hit the wall of Wallavao, and the explosion caused the entire wall to crack, but the thick wall still stubbornly did not fall.

It's just that the soldiers on the city wall have been frightened by two huge explosions in a row, and their faces are a little pale. They were not afraid of the enemy rushing at their feet, because they had too many ways to fight the besieging enemy.

But now, everything that is in front of them has gone beyond their cognition. Now they don't know anything about what's going on, and the fear that comes with ignorance is the fear that really goes deep into the marrow.

"Boom!" It was like the bell of doom, and the explosion rang endlessly. A third explosion also occurred in the city, and another innocent building collapsed, billowing black smoke.

Frankie had already adjusted from the shock by this time, and he knew that the tactics that he thought were foolproof now seemed to have completely failed. The city wall, which was almost impenetrable, seemed to be vulnerable in the eyes of the opponent.

"Could it be that the Holy Demon Empire has fallen to Iran Hill? Could it be that the greedy Elder of Orchid Hill is willing to feed those demons of the Holy Demon Empire with more fodder? In the billowing smoke, Frankie stared at the black royal flag in the distance and sighed bitterly.

"Hold your ground! No retreat allowed! We are the warriors of Arant! Death is like going home to us! He suddenly shouted loudly to all the soldiers in front of him, and the morale-boosting voice drifted far between the explosions.

"Boom!" However, a few seconds later, the more ferocious artillery fire completely suppressed the shouts above the city of Wallavao, and the troops of Irlanhill under the city gathered 40 cannons, and the power of a salvo was not at all comparable to that of mortals.

"Boom!" With another volley of fire at the wall, the thick wall of Wallavo finally broke and collapsed in the sound of explosions. The battlements tumbled and fell to the bottom of the city, and the soldiers on the walls and the corpses of the soldiers collapsed and buried among the smoke and rubble.

Seeing that there was a gap in his walls, Frankie knew that this defensive battle was destined to become difficult. However, he did not regret his previous choice to refuse the other party's persuasion, and he knew that sometimes soldiers just have to face the worst results calmly.

A towering catapult was torn apart by the blast wave of the explosion, countless wooden supports collapsed and shattered, and the soldiers under these catapults were already in disarray, and the huge wooden pry bar smashed into another catapult next to it, making a creaking sound.

Under three rounds of shelling, the city of Wallava was already an apocalyptic scene. This was also the first time that Elanhill had used such a brutal attack to capture a large city since he began to move south.

"My lord, the other party is not surrounding us, let's retreat to the east!" Franky's adjutant's face was already covered with smoky dust, and he took Frankie's arm and said loudly.

There is no way, under a few rounds of shelling, the voices of everyone on the battlefield will become extremely loud, because they have become accustomed to the deafening environment, and their ears have long since become less sensitive.

The adjutant's armor had long since ceased to shine, and even some blood could be seen splashing on it. The enemy was still miles away, and as a result, the defenders on the walls had already suffered heavy losses.

The explosion just now cost them hundreds of people and hundreds of minor injuries. If it were not for the protection of armor, probably, the losses of these soldiers would have been greater. The most important thing is not so much the loss of these soldiers, but the fortifications of Volava, which have been almost completely destroyed.

"Boom!" Frankie drew the saber at his waist, pushed away the adjutant who was holding his arm, and commanded loudly: "Reserve! Follow me to the crumbling walls! Lined up! Get ready for battle! The enemy should be rushing in no time! Time is running out for us! ”

The officers who followed him also drew their swords, and the veteran general was very popular in Volavo, so at such a critical moment, there were more people willing to stand up and support the old general, who was already old.

On a hillside in the distance, Modryel rode on horseback and lowered the binoculars in his hand. He turned his head sideways at his lieutenant and ordered, "Let the first battalion prepare to charge!" I only gave them 15 minutes, took the gap, and stormed the wall! ”

The adjutant immediately replied with his chin raised: "Yes! ”

"Second command!" He did not wait for the adjutant to leave, and then gave the second order, and only then did he let the other party go and convey his order: "The second battalion is ready for battle!" When the first battalion has completed its mission, I need them to immediately expand their gains and sweep away all the defenders on the walls! ”

As his orders reached the troops, one by one the infantry phalanx began to revive from their standby state. Unlike the previous infantry phalanx, which was one battalion and one phalanx, the current infantry battalions are no longer stacked together, and the infantry company is the frontal phalanx combat unit.

These new columns of elongated phalanxes consisted of about 50 people each, with only three columns in total, so that the soldiers could effectively use the firepower of their weapons and pour bullets on the enemy's heads more quickly.

"Get on the bayonet!" One by one, the platoon commanders held their chins high and gave orders to their soldiers. All the soldiers took a step sideways, pulled the long three-edged thorn from their waists, and hung it neatly on their rifles.

The bayonets glittered in the sun, and all the soldiers raised their muzzles upwards as if they were holding spears, so that the bayonets immediately formed a forest of sharp thorns above their heads.

With neat steps, the phalanxes began to squirm forward little by little. Their steps are neat, and the mass-produced high-quality military boots can make a dull sound when they step on the dirt.

"Cunning Iran Hill! We were scammed! "I'd heard about Iran Hill's offering of the Red Cannon, and Frankie had heard about the power of the Red Cannon. But what he didn't expect was that, compared to those beautiful descriptions, the boundless power of the red-clothed cannon could not be compared to one ten-thousandth of the weapons of Elanhill in front of him.

"But! You just dare to post it! I'll let you know what a brutal war is! The old general stubbornly carried his long sword and stood behind the dense soldiers of the Arrant Empire. Behind him, the green banner of King Arrant was still stubbornly struggling in the black smoke.