All the defenders on the walls were already in place, and Delcess was behind the battlements observing the enemy forces.

When the enemy pushed the well to a distance of more than one hundred and ninety meters from the city wall, Delceth gave the order to shoot in an instant.

More than 3,000 arrows flew like a swarm of locusts towards the enemy below the city walls, making a sharp sound like locusts crossing the border.

The enemy did not expect them to be able to shoot the arrows so far, and under the covering blow of 3,000 arrows, the enemy army besieging the city lost nearly a thousand men in an instant.

Because they were standing too densely, but there was no way, they could not climb the wall through the well without following it closely.

The enemy was at a loss in the face of this sudden rain of arrows, and hundreds of casualties were caused by surprise, and everyone would be alarmed by this.

But fortunately, most of the deaths were serfs, who could only play the role of cannon fodder on the battlefield, as long as they did not lose thousands at one time, Grand Duke Vokkaran would not feel distressed.

Even if there are huge casualties, as long as they can play some role, in the eyes of these nobles, it is worth it.

Grand Duke Vokkaran looked at the casualties in front of him expressionlessly, he didn't take the death of these hundreds of serfs to heart, what really worried him was the arrows on the city wall with such strong firepower.

He knew that in the face of such a powerful rain of arrows, the soldiers would definitely suffer huge casualties when attacking the city.

What's more, their arrows can shoot so far, which is an absolute disaster for the siege troops.

This time the two dukes sent a total of about 6,000 troops, most of whom were serfs, and there were only more than 1,000 soldiers in the real regular army.

After all, this was only a tentative attack, and the losses were too good for the regular army.

There is no strategy to speak of in the siege, it is nothing more than letting the soldiers attack again and again, and then master the rhythm of the attack.

The archers on the well also suffered some casualties under the cover of rounds of arrows, but because there was also a protective structure on the well and they were not the first target of the arrows, the casualties were not very large.

The serfs below the castle kept pushing the well forward, and one by one they fell to the ground under the blow of the arrow, and they looked terrified, afraid that the arrow would fly and take their lives.

In fact, if it weren't for the vicious regular army behind them, they would have fled from this damned place long ago.

Screams rang out among the enemy, and many serfs were shot one after another, when a loud whistling sound rang out from the sky.

This time, the sound was not as sharp as the flying arrows, but filled with a dull feeling, and dozens of stout arrows shot from the top of the tower.

It was a crossbow shot from a bed crossbow, a ballista as thick as a baby's arm, and it brought up a stream of air and shot at the enemy with great power.

The range of the bed crossbow can reach about 600 meters, and the power is huge, and the reason why there was no shooting just now was to avoid exposing this big killing weapon, and now that the enemy has officially begun to attack the city, of course, it can't be hidden.

Sixty thick crossbow guns fell into the ranks of the enemy, and a bloody storm began, and the thick ballista guns carried an incomparably powerful force into the body of the first man.

There was no resistance, as if a bullet had passed through a thin piece of paper, and after only a streak of blood had been brought out, it had penetrated the serf's body.

The serf was taken by the crossbow for a few meters, and then fell to the ground with no eyes, gradually losing the breath of life.

The ballista, on the other hand, continued to fly forward with tremendous force, and he kept flying through the crowd, either with half of his shoulder, or by grazing his arm leaving only a bloody shoulder, or directly shooting his head and bursting out of a cloud of blood mist, and flying forward without stopping.

In the end, when the crossbow was stuck on the ground, it was still carrying two corpses, two of them firmly pinned to the ground, one of whom was not dead, spitting blood from his mouth and struggling to break free from the crossbow.

But there was no way, the crossbow was already firmly nailed to the ground, and he couldn't pull the crossbow out of the ground, not to mention that he was in a worrying situation at this time.

Soon, he gradually lost his strength due to excessive blood loss and the penetration of his internal organs, and the scene in front of him gradually fell unconscious, and then lost consciousness.

In this way, just sixty crossbow guns inflicted hundreds of casualties on the enemy, killing an average of five or six of the enemy and maiming four or five at the same time.

After several rounds of arrows, crossbows and crossbow guns, the enemy's losses had reached more than two thousand men, and a third of the force had disappeared under the walls.

So far, they have not even touched the city walls, and only a tentative attack has resulted in more than 2,000 casualties.

The only thing they know so far is that the enemy's long-range strike capability is very strong, but they still don't know the specific combat effectiveness of their infantry.

The two dukes looked at each other, knowing that they could no longer go on like this, and the two of them made a decision almost at the same time.

Grand Duke Vokkaran said to the nobles behind him: "The enemy's waterproofing is too tight, if this continues, not only will we not be able to test the true strength of the enemy, but we will also bury six thousand troops!" So I think we should go on a general offensive now! ”

"The enemy must know that we are just tempting, we might as well launch a general attack on the enemy now, and we can catch the enemy off guard!"

After saying this, Grand Duke Vokkaran glanced at the nobles and said, "What do you think?" ”

The nobles present groaned for a while, and then agreed to the proposal.

After all, Grand Duke Vokkaran's troops were already fighting at the front, and they didn't want to fight a protracted war, if they could conquer this castle as soon as possible to carve up the Duchy of Maineke, they were still willing.

In this way, when the nobles had reached an agreement, they pressed their troops on the same and sent men to the camp to deploy the remaining troops.

The army of 20,000 men was so strong that they pushed into the advance, and this time, even if more than 3,000 arrows were fired, it only brought down a small part of the enemy.

At this time, Jing Yan had already arrived near the castle, and the rushing car also marched to the front of the city gate.

By this time, the bed crossbowmen on the tower were ready, and they strapped the canister of fire oil to the crossbow according to the order of Delseth.

They were ready to destroy the wells, and with them, the enemy could send their infantry to the walls at minimal cost, which was also a threat to the defending troops.

As the well approached the wall, the archers above also began to shoot at the wall, but the archers on the wall did not care about the enemies on the wall.

They won't attack the city walls, just where to take cover, not to mention, the well will be destroyed in a moment, and they don't need to care about the archers on the well.