The soldiers who followed jumped off the fenders and came to my side, and they, like me, swung their swords and cut down the defenseless Burgundian archers.

"Get together!" I commanded them loudly.

More and more soldiers rushed up the walls of Worms along the barriers, and the siege towers were docked one after another, and the other hundred-man teams rushed up the walls together. What was once a close confrontation turned into a one-sided massacre. The Burgundian archers, who could only wield bows and arrows, wailed and fled in front of the Roman infantry, and one after another the Burgundians were pushed off the wall, screaming and falling to their deaths at the foot of the tall wall.

"Go to the gates, go to the gates!" I swung my sword and pointed it at the gate tower of Worms, knowing that if we captured it and opened the gates, and made sure that the soldiers below would not be stopped by the boiling oil above the gates, then we would take half of the castle of Worms!

"Phew!" The soldiers responded to my call and followed my footsteps, leaving behind the corpses of the Burgundians on the walls of the city as they continued to move forward.

But at the same time, the Burgundians did not intend to be taken on their laurels, and they gathered together with the infantry that had rushed to support, blocking our way one after another.

"Kill them! Kill them! ”

The two armies collided against each other on the wall, and I bore the brunt of it, waving my shield and smashing down everyone who stood in our way.

The Burgundians spontaneously formed an impregnable wall, so that we suffered heavy casualties at every step of the attack. Just when he was at a loss, he heard a roar in the air outside the city. I looked up and saw a flash of fire, and several huge flints rushed towards me.

"Stand back! Back off! ”

I put my back against the shield of the soldier behind me and pulled back as hard as I could, damn the guys, the siege towers blocked their view so that they didn't know what was going on, no matter how I retreated, they thought I had been defeated by the Burgundians and spontaneously became my back, and I had no chance to fall, let alone retreat.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the fiery boulder was like a meteor falling from the sky, instantly piercing the already crumbling city wall in front of me.

"Boom!"

The walls that had lost their pillars collapsed in an instant, and the screams of the Burgundians standing on them were drowned out by the roar of the collapse, and in an instant dozens of people were swallowed by the rubble, and fell into the dust along with the stones under their feet.

The splinter was only five centimeters from the tip of my toe, and I watched a Burgundian who was about to pounce on me with a horrified expression as he fell, and I had to admit that he tried to ask me for help, but I didn't have any extra hands. There are also the remnants of the Burgundians on the opposite side, they do not crouch and retreat, their eyes are filled with fear, dozens of people died in an instant, who is not afraid? They were across the ditch from us, and there was no way for each other to kill each other.

Slowly, the smoke and dust cleared, and I poked my head out to look down, and the rubble was mixed with the corpse, and the blood that flowed from the corpse covered the gravel like a red carpet, like a road, a road to attack.

"The trebuchet has stopped attacking!"

The soldier behind him shouted and pointed in the direction of the camp, and I followed his fingernails, and at the edge of the distant battlefield, the dozen or so huge trebuchets slowly retreated, their mission had been accomplished, and it was time for the infantry!

"Woo!!"

Under the city walls, dozens of horns sounded together, and I really can't describe the shock at that time, and the majestic sound of the horns even made the ground tremble slightly. But it wasn't the trumpet, it was the thousands of soldiers.

"Phew! Phew! Huh!! ......”

The roars of the soldiers were like rumbling war drums, and it was a pity that they did not know what had long been skillfully used by that powerful empire on the other side of the world, and some of them were their voices, and thousands of people roared together. The momentum actually felt just as intimidating, though it was a little worse than the rumbling drums of war.

"Hah! Rome! ”

"The Burgundians are finished, hey! On the other side, do you hear that? You're screwed! ”

The soldiers behind me flapped their shields and cheered, pointing at the Burgundians on the opposite side and laughing loudly, they were not angry, and apparently they had other plans, so in the midst of our taunts, they withdrew from the gatehouse in turn, and ran down the wall.

"Stepping on ......"

The roar of thousands of footsteps gathered together appeared under the city walls, and when he looked down, he saw only the barrier temperament of the Eighth Brother-in-Arms Legion waving in front of the military formation.

"Attack! Offensive!!! ”

Their chief centurion swung his sword forward.

"Huha......"

The soldiers were roaring, and they drew their darts and clenched them tightly in their hands. Now I know where the Burgundians went, and they were rushed to the breaches of the walls. Led by heavily armed commander-like Burgundians wielding Germanic swords, a large number of heavily armed Burgundians converged into the gap. Seeing that the commander shouted loudly and did not understand words, the Burgundian soldiers rushed forward with a roar of rage against the Rome that was rushing straight at him.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The two forces collided together, and in an instant, the screams, the fighting, the roars, the clash of swords filled the eardrums of everyone on our walls. In an instant, the blood gushing out of the flesh cut by the sword completely stained the gap, and people pounced on it, and the dead and wounded rolled down in a steady stream, whether it was the Romans or the Burgundians, they were all red-eyed, one was desperate to enter the city, and the other was blocking at all costs. The dead were rising, and the bodies and wounded were lifted aside, because they were too much of a nuisance!

"Brothers, hit! Kill them! ”

“die!die!die!!!”

Because they were all members of the original Eighth Legion, the soldiers behind me were constantly cheering for the Romans below, but this was not the solution to the problem!

"They tried to plug the gap with their bodies." I said to the centurion soldiers behind me, "We must do something for the Romans below." "I reminded them that I had stumbled upon the Burgundian officer who was dispatching back and forth behind the Burgundian. Under his command, the Burgundians attacked in good order, and I suddenly had a bold idea.

"Kill him, kill him!"

This strange voice in my heart keeps reminding me that this is not my idea!