At sunset, the enemy soldiers were still climbing the city walls, and the threat to their lives and interests drove them to attack more and more fiercely.

The spear in Manoan's hand was still piercing, and he couldn't remember how many enemies he had killed, six? Or seven?

None of this mattered, he was now starting to get tired, and the spear in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and more than a year of fighting had taught him that it was a precursor to exhaustion.

Just after he lowered the spear in his hand into the chest of the next light infantryman, half of his body was exposed by an enemy in leather armor.

Although his consciousness was already a little sluggish, the muscle response generated by his daily training was still sensitive, and he subconsciously stabbed the spear out.

However, the accident happened at this time, and the enemy, after being stabbed, desperately stabbed out the spear in his hand and hit Manoan in the left abdomen.

He was suddenly frightened, and his pupils shrank suddenly, because he felt the pain in his body, which can only be felt when he was scratched or stabbed by a sharp weapon.

He let out a low roar, endured the pain on his body, and stabbed the enemy in front of him off the wall.

"Brothers! You block it first, I seem to be hurt! With that, he began to cover the wound on his left abdomen and retreated back.

He retreated to the rear, relatively safe under the cover of his comrades, and he placed his spear across the ground and carefully removed his hand from his left abdomen.

I saw that blood was slowly oozing out from the armor of the scale armor, but there was not much bleeding, and there were only three or four broken armor pieces, which were only minor injuries.

He took a long breath and put down a big stone in his heart, although the opponent's spear was sharp and the strength used was great, but under the protection of the iron armor, it was obvious that he was not seriously injured, if it was placed in the past, when he was still wearing leather armor, then he was at least seriously injured, and the possibility of death was even greater.

He wore iron armor more and more, and once again praised the baron's generosity.

On the city walls, it is not uncommon for him to be like this, after all, the armor will also have all kinds of dead spots due to the body structure.

What's more, although their armor is also iron, but it is definitely incomparable with the knight's equipment, William equipped the knight with a layer of leather armor, cotton armor, and cloth armor in the innermost, which has relatively strong protection against sharp and blunt weapons.

However, the equipment of ordinary soldiers only has a layer of scale armor, and there is only a layer of cloth clothing as the last protection, not to mention that due to the limitations of iron smelting technology, the quality of iron armor is actually not able to defend against all attacks, and it will definitely break the defense in the event of a strong blow.

But even so, the iron armor provided unparalleled protection for the Manders infantry, and although they suffered casualties at this time, they still could not deny the effect of the iron armor.

William stood behind the battlements of the main fort behind the walls, watching the battle on the walls.

"The enemy is about to start a formal attack!"

William's eyes narrowed, now their attack was different from the beginning, not all light infantry, but a mix of armed infantry and some small mercenaries with equipment.

The defense of the city had become difficult because of the presence of these men, and he was keenly aware that the attacks of the armed infantry and mercenaries were extremely frenzied, as if they could be rewarded with a lot of rewards for killing the Manders infantry.

What William didn't know was that he happened to guess correctly, in order to mobilize the enthusiasm of the soldiers, several barons, including the captain of the mercenaries, offered his men a lot of money to let them fight with all their might.

By this time, the battle had begun to become more and more difficult, and some of the enemy had already rushed to the walls and engaged in fierce hand-to-hand combat with the soldiers.

Although the Manders infantry had an advantage in equipment and training, they had already consumed too much physical strength, and in this regard, they were at a disadvantage.

"Go and let the last group of infantry start to replace on the wall, and the heavy infantry is ready to support at any time!" William put on his helmet, held the battlements and said to the three heralds beside him.

There is nothing technical about this kind of siege warfare, it is enough to give orders at the right time, and to maintain the physical strength of the soldiers, such a fortress type castle is not like some castles with inhabitants, and there is no need to pacify the inhabitants.

The more than 100 Mandeesian infantry on the city walls had already lost more than thirty men, and nearly a quarter of his troops would be wiped out if he continued to fight.

However, the enemy's casualties were even greater, with light infantry losing at least three hundred men, while armed infantry was estimated to be dozens, and there were no fewer mercenaries.

In terms of the ratio of casualties in battle, William was enough to give a thumbs up, proudly saying that his soldiers were the strongest.

"How can the enemy's resistance be so stubborn? We have lost so many people just climbed the city walls. Viscount Lausas rode on his war horse, squinted at the Menders infantry fighting on the city wall, and said in admiration.

"Don't worry, my lord, since the beginning of the war, they have lost sixty or seventy people, and we still have more than two thousand remaining troops, and under your wise leadership, it will not be difficult to capture the castle!" Baron Nair had no troops and had to follow Viscount Lausas as a courtier, and at this time he was patting Viscount Lausas's ass.

Viscount Lausas glanced at him, and to be honest, he looked down on such people, but on the contrary, he began to admire the defenders and commanders of the castle.

When he had the strength, he was the happiest, and he was the leader of the four barons, and now he ...... Hehe, kneeling and licking like a dog.

"Alright, I don't want to hear this, I'll gather your knights and my knights together in a while, and I'll use them when we attack the city!" Viscount Lausas stopped Baron Nair's stammering and said in a stiff tone.

"Uh...... This...... It's not ...... All right! Baron Nair subconsciously wanted to object, but looking at Viscount Lausas's warning eyes, he still couldn't say the following words, it's not what it used to be, his troops have been wiped out, and it's impossible to put forward any conditions.

Seeing that Baron Nair swallowed the words of objection, Viscount Lausas nodded with satisfaction, he was very disdainful in his heart, it turned out that the people who had bothered him for eight years were all like this.

"The defenders and commanders of the castle are really a group of fierce enemies!" He said to himself.

The battle on the walls was still a stalemate, and the Mendez infantry continued to cooperate with their comrades, relying on excellent equipment and training to drive the enemy off the walls.

The enemy, on the other hand, wants to kill and wound as many enemy troops as possible, and then let more of their own troops climb the city wall, and their physical strength is superior.

However, this physical advantage began to slowly shrink under the replacement of troops, and after the last group of Mendez infantry rested in the castle for more than two hours, the experience has been replenished a lot, at least there is no pressure to participate in the second battle.

They pressed close to their comrades and took their places, and then let the soldiers who had fought at the head of the city walk down the walls.