As night fell, a long procession appeared on the border of the Fato Forest, cutting down trees and making tents, alarming the creatures of the forest. org

The squirrels in the trees looked curiously at the two-legged monster below, sitting on something they couldn't understand at all, and then quickly ran back to their tree hole, for fear that their stock would be snatched away by them.

General Youssen sat in the tent, the tent flickering from the oil lamp, and sat alone on a blanket and thinking about what was next.

King Brolin sent most of the royal family to him, and none of the soldiers or knights belonged to the nobles, so the whole team was almost his word.

"My lord, we have already walked out of the Fato Forest, and if nothing else, we will be able to reach the outside of Denlenburg in about eleven days."

Baron Mouyon, the nephew of King Brolin, lifted the curtain of the tent and walked in and said to General Yousen.

"Ask the soldiers to speed up some of their marches tomorrow morning, the sooner we arrive, the safer Laughlinburg will be!" General Yousin picked up a map from his desk and looked at it carefully, as if looking at the surrounding terrain.

"Hmm...... I think we could have done a little bit faster, but not too much, because we've ditched the Merchant and the Chicken Girl, and it won't be much faster. ”

"Then try your best, you are my adjutant, and you will be greasy and responsible for covering your shame!" General Yousen smiled: "In the future, it will be the era of you young people, our era has passed, and the future of the kingdom depends on you!" ”

"Is there anything else to bite? My lord? ”

"No, that is, let the soldiers be vigilant, arrange enough sentries, and you can deal with it."

"Yes, my lord, I see!" Baron Muyeune bowed slightly and then withdrew from the camp.

At this time, William was solemnly looking at the bottom of the city wall, the overwhelming enemies were simply suffocating, nearly 20,000 enemies gathered under the castle like this, and they would start attacking the city at any time.

The enemy's wells stood quietly outside the castle, and there were two outside the wall he was responsible for defending, and there should be other places as well.

The defenders of the castle were only more than 2,000 people, but they had to face a siege of 20,000 men.

For a town like this, which is not very focused on city defense, it would be an impossible task to defend for twenty days.

Just looking at the enemy below, William's back was already sweating slightly.

All the forces that could be mobilized in the castle were mobilized, for example, there were many caravans in the castle, and there were hundreds of caravan guards responsible for protecting the caravans.

More than 600 caravan guards were directly requisitioned to the battlefield by William and them, scattered on several sections of the city wall, and basically each section of the city wall was assigned more than 100 meters of caravan guards.

Anyway, most of these caravan guards are not from the Kingdom of Ruiborn, not to mention that the people at this time do not have any sense of nation-state.

So after the Earl and William promised some benefits, they easily accepted the hire.

"Launch!" William's hand waved down heavily, and he shouted loudly.

More than 400 arrows flew out at once, shooting at the enemy like a swarm of flying locusts.

At the front of the enemy were unarmored light infantry, which were placed at the front and used to consume arrows.

Although serfs are a manifestation of national strength, it is rare for people here to use elite armed infantry to consume the enemy's arrows.

Rulers who have the consciousness of preserving the productive forces of the people's development are not absent, but they are all people of the upper class, and it is generally the king and duke who have this consciousness.

However, compared to the elite armed infantry, they still choose to use light infantry as consumables.

"Keep firing!" William asked the line of archers behind him to continue firing.

More than 400 arrows flew out and landed in the front of the light infantry camp, and after two rounds of arrows, more than 300 people fell to the ground.

After six rounds of shooting, 2,400 arrows flew out, and the other side paid the price of more than 1,000 people.

The enemy's wells were also in place, and the archers above began to shoot at the walls.

Their ladders were also placed under the walls, and the light infantry in front of them began to climb.

The stones were not needed for the time being, and the hunters on the city walls were pouring arrows from below.

Things like stones and fuel could not be used until the enemy's armed infantry came up, and the Mandes archers on the four towers relied on their sharp bows and arrows to start sniping the archers on the enemy's wells.

By an hour, the enemy's more than 3,000 light infantry had been largely exhausted, but the archers were too tired to draw their bows.

There are even many people whose thumbs and forefingers are bloodied by the bowstring, but their value is vividly reflected.

Anyway, their hunting bows are not harmful to the armed infantry, and the light infantry that can consume some enemies can be considered to have completed the mission.

The Manders infantry, on the other hand, were physically strong and guarded on the city wall, with more than 300 men guarding the city wall in this way, and the caravan guards were on the side.

After depleting the enemy's light infantry, the enemy attacked again, but this time they were not light infantry, but elite armed infantry.

This time, stones, oil, and hot dung, the liquid of defending the city known in China as gold juice, were all poured down in a desperate manner.

The enemy had already been wiped out more than 300 people before they had even reached the city walls, and by the time they had climbed the ladder, the blows they received were even more brutal.

Not only the arrows fired by the Manders archers on the towers around them, but also the rocks, fuel, and feces from the heads.

A large number of soldiers were stoned down ladders, then poured down by a pot of dung, burned beyond recognition, and finally died.

There is no fluke in siege warfare, they have to face a deadly threat from their heads all the time, and without losing a thousand men, the enemy will not even want to touch the walls.

This may be an exaggeration, but there is no hope for the enemy unless he pays some price.

Under the fierce attack of the enemy, they were quickly climbed up the city wall.

Although he was quickly strangled by the soldiers, this represented an advance for the enemy and the beginning of the fall of the castle.

Soon, the enemy carved out a foothold on the city wall large enough to accommodate a dozen people, and the enemies below were pouring up like a tidal wave.

"Damn it, heavy infantry, knights prepare! Banstersk this time you be the striker, give me the enemy down! ”

William gritted his teeth and shouted loudly at the fierce Bansteske.

"Yes, sir! Heavy infantry ready! ”

William drew his sword, followed by Norwen and Urimu, and twenty-two knights followed him, charging with the heavy cavalry at the enemy on the walls.

But at this moment, there was a desolate and shrill trumpet sound from below the castle, and the enemies on the city walls heard the trumpet, and hurriedly retreated down the city.

The enemy below was also a little panicked, and hurriedly retreated after roughly arranging the formation.

After leaving behind more than 700 corpses, the enemy withdrew under the city walls, and the more than 2,000 light infantry besieging William's side lost nearly 10,000 men.

Looking at the retreating soldiers, William was a little puzzled, obviously they were about to succeed, why did they retreat in a hurry?