The catapult moved forward another ten paces under the impetus of the soldiers, during which Nasser deliberately made the opposite side see clearly, in order to cause psychological pressure on the soldiers guarding the manor.

"Boom~~." The stone hit the wall of the manor, the originally strong wall became the old man's mouth, and the Glinton mercenary who was standing behind the wall was shocked and fell to the ground, his body was covered with stones and dust, and the others hurriedly stepped forward to pull him out of the inside, and the people in the manor panicked.

"The Lord God save us." In the prayer room, Ignas's wife hugged her children, and the women and children murmured prayers for a miracle to save them from the brink of danger.

"Boom~~." The stones thrown by the catapult hit the fence and shook, causing dust to fall on the dome of the prayer room and women and children to scream.

"Damn it." Ignaus was annoyed as he looked at the crushing wall, but the archers couldn't shoot at the catapult's distance.

"Open the door, and I'll take someone to destroy this catapult." Stukov had recognized the weapons used by the Ammar, and he knew that if the catapult was not destroyed, the estate would soon fall.

"But it's too risky." Ignas said nervously, at this time, the outside is full of Amar mercenaries, and it takes a lot of courage to bring only a few soldiers out to meet them, and it is likely that they will be besieged and killed by the enemy.

"I promised Baron Bruce to protect this manor and open the door." Stukov was particularly determined, and he quickly gathered ten of his men, all of whom knew that the attack might not return, but each of them still followed Stukov's back.

"Squeak." A crack opened in the door of the manor, and Stukov and ten mercenaries were fully armed, with a shield in one hand and a sword in the other.

"Rush~." Stukov's one-eyed gaze at the catapult was being swayed, and he waved his weapon and shouted to the mercenaries behind him.

Outside the manor, Nasser and Haradin were also watching the battle, and the catapult broke the walls of the manor, just when the door of the manor opened, and a mercenary rushed out with a shield, and it seemed that the people in the manor finally couldn't take it anymore.

"Hah, the fish is hooked." Nasser said to Haradin.

"Archers prepare." Haradin raised his hand, and he commanded the Amar archers.

The Amar archers immediately pulled out the arrows from the quiver behind them, put them on the bowstring, aimed at Stukov and others who were rushing towards the catapult, and then released the fingers that controlled the string, and the arrows shot at Stukov and the others like locusts.

"Bow and arrow, shield protection." When the Greenton mercenaries heard the sound of arrows being fired and saw the arrows coming like flying locusts, they immediately crouched down and raised their shields.

"Aggressive." There was a muffled sound of arrows hitting their shields, and the arrows hit the shields of the Grinton mercenaries, and Stukov hid behind the shields and looked ahead.

"Thirty paces away, hopefully before I die, I can kill this catapult." Stukov judged the distance, but behind the catapults was a dense army of Ammar people, who would rush up and raise their scimitars to chop them into minced flesh at the slightest command.

"Forward, forward." The Glinton mercenaries shielded the top and front with shields, and they used Professor Danny's shield wall, which was originally a favorite attack of the northern warriors, defending against enemy long-range fire.

"It looks like the bow and arrow are useless." Haradin frowned, looking at the shield wall formed by the Glinton mercenaries, this kind of impermeable shield wall shoulder to shoulder, the bow and arrow could not shoot into it at all, and it seemed that the plan to destroy the other party with arrows was bankrupt.

"Warriors, destroy this group of infidels." Nasser didn't care, he had long considered that the other party would have a killer weapon, as long as he eliminated this elite soldier who dared to rush out of the manor, then the rest of the people in the manor would definitely be frightened, and it was even possible to surrender without taking possession.

"Oooo The Amar mercenaries had long been impatient, and they raised their scimitars in their hands and shouted loudly, hateful to bring wealth with the blood of infidels.

"Rush." Nasser waved his hand down, and the Amar mercenaries rushed towards Stukov and the others like a tidal wave.

"Rush, we must destroy the catapult." Seeing this, Stukov immediately disbanded the shield wall, hoping to destroy the catapult before the enemy rushed in front of him.

Something strange happened, when the Amar mercenaries, who had the overwhelming advantage, charged, the adventurous squad Glinton also launched a counter-charge, and the distance between the two sides was quickly shortened, and in between the two was the catapult.

"Ahhhh The sound of swords clashing and the muffled sound of the striking, as well as the fighting of the mercenaries, the white-clad Amar mercenaries wore turbans and brandished scimitars in their hands, and the Glinton mercenaries led by Stukov were not to be outdone, they slammed their shields into the enemies who pounced on them.

"Retreat, retreat." The craftsmen in charge of the catapult quickly retreated their siege weapons, but the bulky catapult swerved hard, and Stukov quickly caught up, throwing his throwing knife in his hand, and one of the craftsmen fell to the ground.

"Protect the catapult, protect the catapult." The Amar mercenaries also knew that their greatest advantage was the catapult, so many of them stood between Stukov and the catapult, using their bodies to form a barrier.

"Kill them." At the same time, the other Amar mercenaries were armed with spears, and they surrounded Stukov and Grinton in the middle, constantly stabbing with the tips of their spears.

"Ahh One of the Glinton mercenaries was stabbed in the leg and bleeding profusely, and the other companions quickly pulled him into the group, forming a circle with their shields, but the defense was shrinking.

"Damned." Stukov was a little annoyed, and he watched not far away, the catapults were gradually being pushed away, and they were like small boats in the ocean.

"We're going to die here." A Greenton mercenary struggled to hold his body against his shield, and he said to Stukov in frustration.

"Even if we were, we were glorious, and the Baron and the people of Glynton would remember us." Stukov encouraged his men, but he was now completely out of confidence.

"Hah, a bunch of rats in the cage." Nasser happily looked at the surrounded Stukov and the others, and he said to Haradin with satisfaction.

"A group of warriors worthy of respect, even infidels." Haradin looked at Stukov and the others who were still fighting in the face of the predicament, and he said appreciatively.

"Yes, let them surrender." Nasser's surrender to Stukov and others was a blow to the morale of the people on the estate.

"Never." However, the answer they received was extremely resolute, and the Stukov and Grinton mercenaries would rather die than surrender.

"Goodbye to the temple." Stukov's face was bleeding from the tip of a spear that had slashed across his cheek through the gap in his shield, and he turned to the mercenaries beside him.

"The Lord God is above." The Glinton mercenaries said with serious expressions.

"Woo~~~~." But at this moment, a dull trumpet sounded, and at the same time there was a roar of horses' hooves on the ground.

"What's wrong? Nasser and Haradin looked in amazement at the place where the sound had come from, a hill, and saw the tip of a banner peeking out from behind the hill.