My lord, the North City has been breached! Baron Caitland has already stormed the head of the north wall, and is now holding the head of the city with the intention of taking the head of the wall and opening the north gate. ”

Matthew, a guard sent by Yate to the northern city to monitor the movements of the besieging army, galloped back to the rear of the army outside the west city and reported the battle to Art.

Art had heard that the baron named Caitland was a powerful character, but he didn't expect that he would dare to lead the hand-to-hand combat with the enemy on the city wall, and he knew that as a baron, it was unlikely that he would personally go into hand-to-hand combat.

Ron turned his horse's head, pulled out the knight's sword at his waist, and asked Art, "Master, do you want to immediately divide your troops to the North City to support Lord Caitland?" Once he has opened the North Gate, we can rush into Fort Gennet from the North Gate. ”

Art glanced at the Swabian, who were still increasing their troops to besiege the head of the western wall, and was ruthless, "Ron, you take the guards and the task force to the northern city to support the Caitland, and the rest of the directions continue to storm their respective wall sections." ”

Art did not choose to withdraw troops from the most aggressive West City to send reinforcements to North City, he knew that the biggest reinforcement to North City was to drag as many Swamen as possible, so as to really reduce the pressure on North City.

"Heralds, blow the trumpet, and get everyone into battle!" Art drew the knight's sword at his waist and led the two heralds and bannermen towards the siege front.

In an instant, all the troops outside the western city of Fort Gené were engaged in the battle of the Ascending Ants, and hundreds of people lined up in a long line towards the ascending machines......

The Schwabians expected that the strange army attacking the western city would be the key to the defense of Fort Gennet, so they concentrated their main defensive forces on the western part of the city. However, they fended off the Burgundian army in the western city, but lost their line in the northern city. The Burgundians, who had been unable to attack the city for many years, suddenly burst into blood, and a baron actually went to the city to participate in hand-to-hand combat.

This kind of battle situation was something that Schwabian did not expect, and the Burgundian soldiers who broke through the outer wall of the northern city were even more awe-inspiring, their eyes were shining, and when they saw the Swabian soldiers, they were all looking at and killing indiscriminately, and there seemed to be a trace of greed in their murderous eyes, as if Schwabian's head was a glittering gold cake and silver coin.

The Swabians did not know how much their head was worth, but the Burgundian soldiers who besieged the city did, and a Swabian head was exchanged for a hundred pfennighs. At this time, the Swabian enemy soldiers no longer had the slightest fear in the eyes of the Burgundian soldiers, and they saw the coins running around the city......

Fort Gennet was breached.

Fort Genet, which had not been captured for more than ten days, was breached in one morning, and the main reason was that Arte himself led the eight or nine hundred of the most elite Jonah border garrison corps to serve as the main attack, which was the decisive force. Of course, the knight killed last night and the high military reward were also the source of motivation to spur the armies to fight bravely.

Outside the gate of the northern city, Caitlan was opened under the attack, and the soldiers attacking the southern city gave up the siege and retreated to the north of the city, and swarmed up along the open north gate.

After the North City lost its army and entered the city, the Swabian in the West City also felt that the general trend was gone, and hurriedly retreated from the city and ran towards the gap in the East City, but he could only choose to escape.

In order to prevent the Swabians from being trapped, Art did not arrange for the army to defend and attack the east gate in advance, but to the despair of the Schwabians, the Burgundians who poured into the castle quickly blocked the east gate, and they obviously did not want the heads of the hundred pfennies to run away in vain.

The city of Fort Genet was turned into a slaughterhouse......

The soldiers of the Jonah Frontier Garrison did not rush down the walls to join the fight after occupying the western city, and the Fort of Gené, which had already poured into thousands of Burgundian troops, no longer needed them.

Under the command of Odo and their respective flag captains, the soldiers of the 2nd Infantry Regiment quickly took control of the four city walls, each of which was garrisoned by at least one flag team.

Yate personally led the First Infantry Corps and the directly subordinate armies of the Chinese Army to guard the choke point outside Fort Genet, control the outer defense line, and chase and kill the fish that slipped through the net.

The massacre at Fort Gennet continued throughout the afternoon, and it was not until it was dark that the troops attacking the castle subsided.

The war was brutal, and half a month of fierce fighting had reduced Fort Gené to ruins, with huge stones thrown by trebuchets crushing down the beams and eaves, destroying the walls and dwellings, and even the lord's hall being torn open by the occasional long-range stone.

There were no civilians in Fort Genet, and in fact the Burgundian civilians who had survived the battle had been taken captive on the day the Swabians had taken the castle a few months earlier, and the remaining Burgundians, who had been taken prisoner as slaves of the defending army, had been killed in the intervening days.

The corpses of the Swabians were also piled up in all corners of the castle, and thanks to the generous military reward order of Atna, the Swabians stationed in the castle of Gené were almost slaughtered, except for the knights and nobles who survived the fierce battle at the head of the castle, and all the other Swabian soldiers were killed and did not survive.

The streets were almost lined with broken limbs and broken livers, intestines, and lungs, and blood and freshly melted snow trampled into mud, and no one would have wanted to sweep them down the road unless they were too much of a hindrance to the Burgundian soldiers' looting.

The city had been stabilized, and the corners were patrolled by soldiers in armor, and the Burgundian army had gathered in the courtyards of the captured mansions and mansions, and they had raised bonfires to cook meat and vegetables looted from the Swabians, and talked about the day's harvest in barrels and cups.

The hall of the lord of Fort Genet, the hall on the first floor with a large hole in it, was brightly lit.

The commanders of more than a dozen Burgundian armies gathered here, and the open space outside the lord's hall was piled up like a hill of booty, and a dozen fierce soldiers drew their swords and spears to guard the "hill" around the "hill" to prevent the red-eyed soldiers from looting.

The private possession of war captures was certainly unstoppable, but the vast majority of the loot was still distributed under the mutual supervision of more than a dozen teams.

The Swabians planned to hold on to Fort Gennet for a long time, so food and supplies were absolutely indispensable, and the elite Swabian army was stationed in Fort Gennet, so weapons, armor and military ordnance were also indispensable.

The only thing missing was gold and silver, and the Swabians had already shipped most of the looted gold and silver back to the border after their plundering of the border, so they only found less than 60,000 pfennigs.

Baron Caitland was the first to break the city, and he was also the strongest in the border army, and everyone dared to think about his share.

Viscount Jon's record was meadow, and less than two hundred of the army he brought to war were peasants, but he was the magistrate of the entire county of Bramont, and the highest knighthood of all, and he took a third of the remaining booties, and they did not want to offend him.

As the de facto commander of the entire army and the entire battlefield, Art basically gave up the distribution of the spoils, and he simply took Schwabian's twenty-three crossbows and all the crossbows.

It wasn't that Art wanted to be a generous gentleman, but mainly because he also expected the victorious army to willingly send troops to the center of the battle to regain the lost territory in the future.

After several distributions, the spoils of war were still piling up, and these things became the focus of everyone's seizure, and the commanders of a dozen armies kept arguing in the holed lord's hall, everyone was crying and screaming, just to get an extra share of the spoils.

Art had already got his part, and with the mediation of the highest-ranking Viscount Jon, he was not willing to be in the saliva of those lords and officers, and left a word for the commanders to discuss first, and then walked out of the hall to the outside to breathe.

Walking out of the hall, the biting cold wind poured into the base of Art's neck, and the chill spread all over his body along the armor, and Art cowered and walked towards the campfire iron frame next to the door, and the guard officer Ron followed.

Art brought her hands close to the flames of the campfire, and the heat spread down her arms and barely dispelled the cold.

Ron, who was so cold that he was stamping his feet on the spot, also caught up with the campfire to keep warm.

Art glanced at the scar on Ron's face, "Ron, have you been tired of going out to fight every year?" ”

Ron was stunned for a moment and rubbed his hands, "Master, I'm not tired." ”

Art laughed, "It's all nonsense! It's more than half a year to go on the expedition, so it's no wonder if you're not tired! Yesterday the political officer reported to me that the mood of the soldiers has been getting lower and lower lately, and there are still many drunken soldiers on the day of Christ Mass who say they want to go back to the valley. ”

"Everyone else is homesick, even the lonely officers want to go back to the valley to rest, don't you miss Ollie?" Art quipped.

Ron blushed for a moment, unable to speak.

"Well, the Legion Decree doesn't say that you can't be homesick. I've missed my wife and son for so long, and I'm afraid that little guy will be able to talk in a few months~ I dreamed of the valley last night, and we sat by the stream in front of the wooden castle drinking beer and catching fish......"

"Zizi, that feeling~" Art closed his eyes and looked up to the sky, with a look of enjoyment.

A rare smile appeared on Ron's face.

Art raised his head and immersed himself for a while, slowly opened his eyes and looked at Ron, "Ron, you told the officers and soldiers at all levels of the army in private, just say that after this battle, I will be canonized and crowned the land, and military merit is the first condition, so that everyone can give me a breath of breath and strive to win more military merit before I canonize it." ”

Before Ron could answer, a figure approached Art from the main entrance of the hall.

"Lord Art, the hall is so lively, but you run outside to enjoy the night view with the cold wind, it is not common for an elegant nobleman like you." A joking voice rang out.

Art turned around and saw that it was the rewarded Baron Caitland.

He bowed slightly, "Lord Caitland, I was tired of dealing with those lord officers, so I simply asked Viscount Jonn to mediate and mediate, and I was tired after a day of fighting. ”

Art pointed to the sky, "Lord Ketteland is also interested in this night scene?" ”

"No, no, no, I'm a vulgar person, I can't appreciate the beauty of God, I want to make a deal with Lord Art~"

Art was intrigued, "I don't know if I have anything I can like, but if there is, I'd be willing to trade it for it." ”

Caitland waved his hand, "No, no, I don't need Lord Art to exchange things, I just want to add to Lord Art's letter of merit to the court and the two counts." ”

"In exchange, I'm willing to give half of my loot to Lord Arte-sama......"

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Chapter 367: Military Merit