In the craggy pile of rocks more than 100 paces away from the west city of Marssiburg, twenty-one strong men armed with battle axes and broadswords, wearing chain mail and iron helmets, were prostrate behind, they were part of the team that had just passed through the west city to attack the north city, and this group of carefully selected warriors lurked in the corner where the sun was setting in the west so that the defenders of the city could not see the backlight of the city clearly.

"War is war, why are we hiding here? Do you want us to lie here and ambush the enemy soldiers who come out of the city to sneak attack? Burry, who was struggling, straightened his iron helmet and put the sword in the most convenient position to draw.

On the side of Burley was his squadron leader Hans, and after assembling in the rear of Nancheng in the evening, Wei Yu selected twenty-one officers and soldiers from the entire company, these people were all in the army for more than two years or killed more than three enemies, in other words, these twenty-one people were the absolute elite and backbone of the entire Wei Zhen company.

"You..."

"Brothers!" Hans was about to scold Burry when the flag captain Regg's low voice rang out.

"Listen, when the sun completely hides the peak, the West Castle Gate will be opened by our Neiying, once the West City Cave is opened, we must rush into Marcy Fort in the shortest possible time, and the Neiying brothers will immediately kill the South Castle Gate, and then seize the South Gate to break the city for the army!" It wasn't until the last minute that Rig revealed the full plan.

This was Art's plan to attack Fort Marcies.

Judging from Art's current strength and the time given to him by the Kodor army to fight, it is almost impossible to gnaw this fortified city built in a dangerous place in the open, and even if he can gnaw down, it will destroy his good teeth.

If the attack fails, they can only seek to seize it, but fortunately, such a bad thing is already familiar to Art and his army.

"Guilty? Is it the task force guys? A legion veteran whispered to Rig.

Rig nodded slightly.

"No wonder, Stanley and Oliver, the two bastards, haven't been seen in months, so they're hiding in this iron shell." The regimental veteran was apparently acquainted with the officers of both task forces.

Rig didn't talk to him, and he was an old guy who knew Stanley well but was just an ordinary soldier, and he didn't think he liked much.

"Remember, our core mission is to capture the South Castle Gate and open the way for the army to break through the city. As long as we can open the south gate, even if we don't kill half of the enemy, it will be the first achievement, if we can't break through the south gate, even if we kill all the defenders of the city, we will be defeated. There is only one goal - to capture the South Gate! Remember! Rig said no more, just staring at the door of Castle Marcisi at the end of the rugged path......

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West Castle Gate, Doorway.

Oliver, in tattered cotton armor, walked nonchalantly towards the doorway with four thin, labor-looking men. This group of laborers, who had been carrying stones and trees at the head of the castle a few years ago, were now also among the defenders of the castle, but looking at their tattered clothes and the short spears and knives that they held in their arms like farm tools, they really didn't dare to expect these people to exert much combat power.

"Stop!"

"No one is allowed to come near the city gates without permission!" Even the West Gate Gate, which is the most unlikely to have a battle, is guarded by an authentic Kodor garrison, with a small number of people, only six people, but the weapons and armor on them are not comparable to the skilled workers of Oliver's temporary recruitment.

The commander of the defenders of Fort Marsi was a cautious man.

"Sir, I'm the militia defending the city, Captain Stanley asked me to come down and see if the chiefs need help, I~we~." Oliver hunched over his waist and looked like a citizen.

"Get out! You are not needed here! The defenders of the city gate reprimanded and drove away this group of "uneasy" militiamen.

Oliver was startled, took two steps back, and quickly turned to leave.

At this moment, as the last remnant of the sun disappeared from the walls of Fort Marcy, there was a sudden shout of killing from the northern city - the northern city began to "storm".

The sudden shouting made the hearts of the defenders of the West Castle Gate tighten, who would have thought that the sky was almost dark and the group of madmen outside the city could start to attack.

"Wait!" The petty officer defending the city drank Oliver's men.

"Don't go up to the city, you guys will be in the doorway to help us defend in a moment, maybe the madmen outside the city will really attack us." The petty officer originally thought that the West Castle Gate was an absolutely easy job, but now it seems that this judgment is not safe.

Oliver hesitated for a moment, but because of his fear of the chief, he could only stumble into the doorway...... At the head of the West City, Stanley let out a long sigh of relief, he saw with his own eyes that Oliver and the others, who were almost driven away, finally entered the doorway.

Oliver's four men, who look wizened but are ruthless in hand-to-hand combat, have been paying for their lives before being recruited into the task force, and if they can do so, they can take out the six defenders in the doorway.

The sudden outbreak of battle in the North City made Stanley's heartstrings tight, because the battle in the North City was just a trumpet, and the battle that really decided the victory or defeat had not yet begun.

Stanley only glanced in the direction of the North City for a moment, and immediately pulled his gaze back to the West City.

Due to the afterglow of the sunset, he couldn't see the pile of rocks more than a hundred steps outside the city, and he didn't know whether the siege army was ambushed outside the city at any time as planned.

If nothing else, when the attack and defense of the North City fall into a fierce battle, it will be the time for the West City to break the city.

Stanley grabbed the cross from his mouth and touched it lightly to his forehead, "Holy blessing, I hope all goes well." ”

Afraid of something, a dozen or so Kodor soldiers rushed from the south city to the west city to help the defenders of the north city, but an officer stopped when he stopped Stanley.

"You guys! There is no war in the western city, and you militiamen will immediately follow me to the northern city to defend against the enemy. The officer commanded sharply.

"My lord~We are ordered to hold the West Side~" Stanley refused the officer's order.

The officer turned his head to look at the calm outside of Xicheng, tilted his head and scolded: "Hold on to Xicheng? You cowards are afraid of being beheaded by the enemy forces in the northern city, right? ”

Stanley and the five or six militiamen on the side just bowed their heads and remained silent, which was considered acquiescence.

"Afraid of death? Then I'll let you die now! As he spoke, the officer drew his sword from his waist and slashed a few people.

With a pop, Stanley fell to his knees.

"Said ~ said that he was just here to strengthen the city wall, but now he wants us to go to the city head to fight for our lives ~ we ~ " Stanley's voice was very small, his eyes were not glancing at the fighting North City, and his hands and feet had begun to tremble unobediently.

Woo~Woo~Woo~

The horn of the North City grew more and more urgent.

"My lord, the north of the city is in an emergency, let's go over to support first, and then go back and kill these soft eggs." The small leader on the officer's side heard that the situation in Beicheng was critical, and hurriedly dissuaded the officer.

"Wait until I come back and clean you up!" The officer threw down a cruel word, raised his sword and led the people towards the northern city.

Stanley turned his head to look at the dozen or so backs in the distance, and then at the Kodor defenders who despised him at the head of the western wall, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.

He patted the dust on his hands, paced to the wall and picked up a canister of oil, walked slowly to the back, and threw the tank down the city with one hand and smashed it into the entrance of the gate.

"Hey! What are you doing? A West Kordor soldier yelled at Stanley.

Instantly, a short sword stabbed from the back revealed a crimson blade from the Kodor soldier's throat......

Almost at the same moment, there was a muffled sound of a sword entering the doorway.

Oliver didn't make much of a move, because in an instant, the four emaciated ruthless guys had already cut the throats and stabbed the hearts of the six unprepared Kodor gate defenders, and Oliver kicked away the corpse that was still bleeding in the middle of the fort gate, and lifted the door bar, slowly pushing the door of Fort Marsey West Castle open......

An arrow rang out from Marssiburg toward the heap of rubble where Rig was crawling, a shrill sound that pierced the silence.

"Rush!"

Rig raised his broadsword and took the lead in rushing towards the rugged path outside the West City Gate......

Echoing the shouting of killing in the north city is the increasingly urgent attack of the south city, since the hundred or so people stormed the north city, the attack of the south city suddenly became serious, and Otto has already led his own soldiers to the south city fifty steps to supervise the battle.

However, the southern Kodor army, aided by the high walls and ravines, repeatedly repelled the attacks of the Welsh army.

Odo was a little anxious, he knew the whole plan of Art, and the course of the battle against Fort Marci had been expected. However, Art will give full authority to such an important combat mission as attacking Marcy, and Otto naturally does not dare to slack off in the slightest.

In the camp of the Legion Commander stationed in the villages on the outskirts of Fort Marsie, Art's heart was also very anxious.

The siege was still raging ahead, the Kodor army pursuing from the south was in a hurry, and the northern provinces of Kodor and Thorn had also begun to gather troops south, and the situation of Yat and his legions was very critical.

It is true that the elite soldiers of the Wells Legion are strong, but they cannot match the combat power of the bandits in the face of the enemy army with absolutely superior forces.

At the edge of the sand table, Clerk Bob and several officers on duty of the Chinese army were marking the positions of the surrounding enemy troops with red triangular wooden blocks, and the most urgent was the pursuers from the south, which was less than a distance away.

Art looked at the three red planks south of Fort Marssy, pointed to a board with a blue war horse mark, and asked, "Have the heralds sent to the rear have returned?"

"My lord, not yet." The star officer replied.

Before he could finish speaking, the herald carrying the pennant rode his horse and galloped forward.

"My lord, Lord Angus, they can't hold it anymore, and they are fighting and retreating under the cover of the chariot."

"How many enemy pursuers?"

"More than six hundred infantry, one hundred and fifty cavalry."

"So many cavalry?"

"That's right! They were all armored cavalry, half heavily armoured. ”

Everyone gasped.

"My Lord~Marsieburg Battle Report ......"