War is never the slightest bit exciting, and stripped of the veneer of intrigue, war is nothing more than a grinding disc that crushes dry bones, just a feast for the hellish Grim Reaper. 77dus

Thorburg is destined to become a hell of blood and fire.

The Lombards were powerful, and they had already prepared their knives and forks for this feast of death, waiting for the Eastern Legions to deliver fresh human flesh to their plates.

The façade of Sarborg is the first appetizer of this feast and the most delicious dish for the Lombards.

The battle of the eastern corps of Burgundy to attack Solburg began early in the morning of the fourth week of November.

Legion Commander Viscount Geoffrey is not an idiot, the first round of tentative attacks is definitely a fatal role, so it is absolutely impossible for the first company of the legion selected by Jeffrey from the palace guards to act as the vanguard of the siege, it is the sword on Viscount Geoffrey's waist, and it is impossible to pull it out easily.

The cannon fodder for the first round of tentative attacks were more than 120 people from the two banners of the 3rd Company of the 1st Regiment of the Legion. The third company is a company of mercenaries, and the captain of the fourth banner team of the third company is David Patrick, an acquaintance of Art's court guard, and the two banner teams that serve as the main attack are temporarily commanded by him.

Although David was a knight of the palace guard who received the canonization with Art, he was treated worse than Art, and because he did not have a fiefdom, this titular palace guard knight has been engaged in the work of a mercenary captain to escort people around the caravan to settle disputes.

However, this unlucky knight is a real warrior, and the twenty or so soldiers under him are all brave, and after entering the Eastern Legion, this knight with an empty money bag simply saved money and gave it to the legion commander from the military salary, in exchange for the opportunity to select elite mercenaries from the legion.

David selected elite mercenaries from the legion and mixed them with the original soldiers, and trained hard in the more than a month in the south to Provence, so looking at the entire eastern legion, in addition to the elite of the palace guard of the first company and the outpost of Yat, the infantry can also be counted by David's third company and the fourth banner team.

Although David is in a bad situation, he is by no means stupid, and he will not easily agree to this kind of thing of being a pioneer and cannon fodder.

Viscount Geoffrey's set of meritorious promotions may not be of much use on Art, but it is different when used on this military upstart who doesn't even have a fief.

Legion commander Geoffrey only used a promise of "the first battle to enter the city, and after the battle, please seal the fiefdom" to make David willing to be the first arrow in the siege.

In the rear of the siege army of more than 500 steps outside the city, the live hook of the four counterweight trebuchets was smashed off by the heavy hammer, the counterweight pressed the short arm of the throwing rod and fell quickly, and the boulder in the boulder in the boulder pocket at the other end of the bearing was lifted and ejected by the huge force of the long arm of the throwing rod, and flew towards the north city of Solburg in an arc in the air.

After more than a dozen rounds, only a few battlements were smashed at the head of the north city wall, which did not make much sense.

"Command, start attacking!" Jeffrey gave the order.

A bull's horn sounded mournfully, and Sir David, the commander of the first attack, stripped his horse and drew his sword and galloped towards the northern city, and more than a hundred soldiers with fierce eyes behind him saw that the commander was in the lead, and they rushed to follow, and after a while, the soldiers behind David rushed in front of him.

But don't get me wrong, these mercenaries have the noble sentiment of defending the country and killing the enemy in their blood, they don't care about what the country is not a country or a family, and what they are fighting for is not their own homeland, so that these mercenaries can ignore life and death The source is only the word "money", because Viscount Geoffrey also promised the mercenaries who acted as cannon fodder that no matter whether the first attack today is successful or not, as long as the soldiers who can climb the city wall can enjoy the qualification of wanton looting on the day of the city break......

One hundred and twenty siege soldiers carried ten stairs to the north gate, and the Lombard defenders on the north wall did not panic in the slightest.

There were only 30 Lombard hoplites and 30 crossbowmen standing on the outer wall of the northern city of Solburg, firstly because they knew that the first wave of attacks would not be too strong and did not need to invest too much defensive force at all, and secondly, because the Lombards deliberately hid the number of defenders deployed in the northern city. On the inside of the outer wall, there are more than 60 Lombard soldiers in full armor and ready to fight.

The besieging army entered the city two hundred paces, and scattered arrows began to float out from behind the arrow towers and battlements at the head of the city. The number of arrows was small, but it also caused a disturbance to the charging besieging side, and the arrows landed, and the soldiers avoided them, and the advance slowed down.

Rushing into one hundred and fifty steps, a rain of arrows struck.

The Lombards made good use of bows and crossbows, especially crossbows, the crossbows from the Genana region became the weapons of the Lombards to defend the city, one hundred and fifty paces away to shoot the group targets, for the strong crossbows do not need to aim at all, the defenders of the north city wall head with more than 30 crossbows uninterrupted to weave a net of arrows, the siege of more than 100 people tightly covered.

The thin armor of the siege soldiers under the city could not stop the thick and heavy bodies of the crossbow arrows, and the crossbow arrows made a deadly sound of breaking the air to harvest the lives of the siege soldiers, and those soldiers equipped with shields could only bend their bodies to hold their shields high to resist the attack of death......

Another crossbow arrow flew over a distance of more than 200 paces and hit the horse armor under him, David was worried that the enemy's arrow would hurt the precious war horse, so he quickly jumped off the horse and took off the shield to drive the war horse back to the rear.

"Keep rushing, and ascending to the city is a meritorious service!" David raised his shield and shouted at the soldiers in front of him who were thwarted from charging.

The soldiers are realistic, they love money, but they also spare their lives, no matter how the commander instigates, they are still unwilling to risk their lives in the face of the constant accumulation of arrows.

Seeing that the enemy's arrows were indeed too violent, David calmed down after agitating for a while, "All the soldiers with shields are close to the siege ladder to cover the approach of the siege machine." ”

The soldiers with shields listened to the order and approached the nearest siege ladder, and a dozen shields formed a shield array to cover the siege ladder approaching the head of the northern city wall, and every ten steps had to fall one or two unlucky people who were hit by crossbow arrows........

Seeing that the besieging enemy soldiers were thirty paces closer to the corner, the Lombard defenders suddenly stopped firing their crossbows, and the battlefield suddenly fell into a ghostly silence.

The besieging side didn't have the energy to think about why the enemy soldiers suddenly stopped firing and ran to this distance, and they had to jump even if there was a trap in front of them.

There are indeed traps under the city.

When the siege soldiers carried the ladder to the root of the north city wall, they did not care that there were many shallow pits smashed by heavy objects within thirty steps outside the root of the wall, just when the soldiers were about to put the ladder on the wall, there was a creaking sound of trebuchet turning at the inner wall of the north city, and then a clay pot with a large head was thrown out from behind the inner wall, and the clay pots all smashed behind the siege soldiers without exception, fell to the ground and broke into pieces, and did not cause the slightest damage to the soldiers who were about to climb the wall under the city wall.

After several rounds of smashing, the broken clay pot had formed a line of debris behind the besieging soldiers.

"What's going on?" David stood more than sixty paces under the wall, holding his shield aloft and looking at the fragment of the clay pot suspiciously.

David's eyes widened, and panic hit his head.

"Kerose!! Kerosene!!! David couldn't help but roar in panic.

More than a dozen flaming arrows flew diagonally above the besieging soldiers' heads and nailed into the encirclement line formed by the fragments of the clay pot, and the fierce flames rose in an instant, and a wall of fire taller than a person surrounded the besieging soldiers under the base of the wall.

Before the soldiers under the city could react, the Lombard defenders at the head of the city picked up the clay pots filled with fire oil that had been prepared from behind the wall and threw them down the city, the clay pots smashed to the ground and burst, and the fire oil splashed on the besieging soldiers.

Finally, a soldier noticed the abnormality, and one soldier put down the round shield that had just broken the clay pot, looked at the slimy black liquid on the shield, and exclaimed, "Fire oil! It's fire oil! Evacuate! With that, he withdrew from the group and ran out, but as soon as he turned around, he saw a wall of fire behind him, and then a "rocket" shot down from the wall, grazing the shield, and the shield burst into flames......

A heart-rending scream rang out in the hell of blood and fire beneath the northern walls of Thollburg......

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Chapter 194: Hell of Blood and Fire