Did you win?

I asked, and now the Germanic people cried out, and the black wave was like a huge palm, crushing the clumps of silver little by little.

The fire spread quickly, and the city of Worms was completely in flames because there were not enough fire prevention measures. The gray walls, which turned from gray to black under the impact of flint, are worthy of the masterpieces of the Romans, and they still stand under such an attack.

The Burgundian trebuchets kept fighting back, and the fiery boulders smashed into the black torrent like falling meteors, splashing large "red sprays", but they were soon swallowed up by the black. The Germanic people went forward one after another, desperately roaring, charging, and dying. The same is true of the Burgundians, who have no way to retreat and cannot lay down their weapons, for the same is death.

Maybe it's because of the black smoke, the original clear blue sky has been changed by the black smoke, and now the clouds are overhead, and even the sun can't be seen.

"Probably God couldn't bear to see the death with his own eyes, so he covered it with a cloud." Andrew laughed and shook his head at me, "It seems that the Burgundian is in trouble today. ”

Are you sure? I didn't speak, just questioned in my mind as the dark clouds above me grew low, echoing the black leather armor on the ground. As the Germans approached the city of Worms, the Burgundian archers above the walls finally came in handy, and they frantically threw their bows and arrows at the Germanic people below the walls.

The attacking Germanic mercenaries did not care about the oncoming arrows and were not afraid of them, raising their shields above their heads, holding their battle axes in their hands, and constantly cutting down the shields of the Burgundians with their axes.

"Look, Luga, siege tower!"

Andrew pointed to the rear of the attacking Germans, where six wooden siege towers were slowly pushed forward by the Germanic soldiers. With a sound of a trumpet, the siege tower slowly pushed forward like a ship in the middle of the ocean, and the archers hired from the siege tower condescended to attack the Burgundians. The Burgundians who had suppressed the dungeon could not raise their heads at all, and the Germanic soldiers who formed the black torrent shouted, they climbed the ladder behind the siege tower, roaring, and the siege tower slowly advanced to the front of the battlefield, completely ignoring the Burgundians in front of them, and crashed straight into it.

"The Germans are more tenacious than I thought." I couldn't help but admire: "No wonder the Germanic mercenaries became the darlings of Aetius, their prices must not be cheap, right?" ”

"Of course, Luga, of course." Andrew said as he stretched out his hand and opened it, showing five fingers upwards to me and said, "Five hundred Oron." ”

I asked, "Five hundred Orons in total?" ”

"No, a Germanic mercenary of a hundred, five hundred Oren." Andrew looked at me very seriously, and I couldn't help but take a deep breath, Orencoin, isn't that the gold coin unit of the Empire, I haven't seen anything like this. But the group of Germanic mercenaries in front of him, so everyone in this group of troops is a bag of money for action. A phalanx is worth five hundred Oren, so each of them is worth five Orencoins.

"Tut-tut, what an army made of gold." I couldn't help but shake my head, and then look at my money bag, and there was only Yas left except for Dinaris, and Oron had never seen this thing at all. It's ridiculous that a dignified centurion doesn't even have an Oren coin.

"Yes, Luga." Andrew seemed to be sure of my thoughts, but he said to me seriously: "One of the most important reasons is, look at what they do, these Germanic people, they are worth the price!" ”

"Tick, tick......"

There was a faint sound all around, I spread my palm forward, only to feel a chill in my hand, and when I looked down, I saw a drop of crystal water lying in the palm of my hand. Soon, the ticking sound around gradually amplified and gathered into a large area of noise.

"It's raining."

Andrew, I was on the same page.

It wasn't a light rain, it just ticked a few times and instantly gathered into a downpour, and the rain poured down, instantly dousing me and Andrew into soup, but the current attack did not stop, so Andrew and I decided to stay and continue to watch the game instead of finding a place to shelter from the rain.

The heavy rain became a good fire extinguisher, and the flames in the burning city of Worms gradually became smaller and smaller until they were all extinguished, and for fear of being wet and affecting the life of the siege engine, the mechanic's retinue hurriedly pushed the trebuchet back, but the Burgundian did not push their trebuchet back, but continued to fire it in the rain.

Without trebuchet, the Germanic mercenaries had to endure a steady stream of flying stone attacks from the Burgundians. It was not a good moment to attack, but the command area of the Roman army did not sound the trumpet signaling retreat.

"It's time to stop it, why don't you retreat, more people will die in such an attack!" Andrew looked a little anxious, and wondered why he began to worry about these irrelevant people, probably Germanic people.

Of course, I also have such doubts, but I seem to understand Aetius's intentions, so I explain to Andrew: "Andrew, where have you seen where the Germanic mercenaries at the front have gone? ”

"Well, we're almost under the walls of Worms." Andrew replied quickly, almost without hesitation.

"Then they are almost touching the walls of Worms, so why do you want to retreat?" I then asked.

"But." Andrew became even more impatient, pointing to the trebuchet in the city of Worms that was constantly firing stones, and said to me, "That thing is the real threat." ”

"Andrew, I know, why don't I know the power of that thing?" I continued: "The soldier understands the power of the stone, because it can easily take the lives of one person or even several, a dozen people, but the commander who is far away in the rear will not pay attention to the small stone, he sees that the large group of soldiers is about to touch the wall of the Worms, so if it were you, would you still be willing to order the soldier to stop?" ”

"Yes!" Andrew was more determined.

"Well, it's just that your beloved Marshal Aetius doesn't want to." I shrugged my shoulders helplessly and said to Andrew, "Andrew, let's go ahead and see, only the results prove who is right between you and Aetius." ”

"Boom!"

Just as my words fell, I saw a stone pierce the skinned plank of the siege tower, and fell in the screams of the people below and knocked down the Germans below, "Boom..."