When I got back to the camp, I had not yet sat down at the campfire, and not far away I heard the sound of "stomping" armor slamming on the ground, and I put down the water bottle that I had not yet drunk, and sat up only to see the whole line of soldiers passing in front of us. They wore barbarian iron helmets, chain mail or animal fur, and an axe that appeared to be used for logging hung from a belt around their waists, but the blood-stained handle of the axe made the axe look chilling, and with the barbarian's characteristic beard, the first impression was that this guy was not to be messed with.

"Are these the Germanic mercenaries?"

I asked Brice, who glanced at the people passing by, nodded at me, and said, "Yes, sir, after all, the axe is the preserve of the barbarians." ”

All the men of this Germanic mercenary army bowed their heads and said nothing, passing past the hundreds of pairs of eyes of our First Brigade. The soldiers who were resting in front of the tents stopped what they were doing and watched them walk through row after row.

"Germanic, really ruthless." I heard the admiration of the soldiers behind me, and there was still a little fear in the tone.

The team was not just a phalanx of infantry, but was followed by eight huge trebuchets and several scorpion crossbows, all drawn by horses, followed by the mechanic in charge of the operation and his retinue, dressed in hard leather armor and with a dagger to defend himself at his waist. The brass helmet looked golden, and such a dazzling helmet made them look even more noble, and of course it would be much better if he could lower his chin a little bit and not use his nostrils. His entourage was dressed in a much more casual manner, casually in the clothes of the citizens that could be found everywhere in a city.

"The engineers from the imperial capital Milan, their lives alone are worth a team of 100 people." Bliss, the trumpeter, whispered to me as he pointed at the engineer.

It turns out that this guy's identity is so powerful, no wonder his walking posture is different from ordinary people, which is not surprising, after all, he has a rare technology, which is very sought-after in any country, even among the barbarian tribes. That's why the empire had to treat him well.

"With such a powerful character coming, it seems that taking down Worms is inevitable."

I laughed, sat down again, and picked up the kettle, and three days later, it was time to prove how strong this new army really was.

Worms, a city built on a precarious terrain, with its high hillside as an impregnable trebuchet tower equipped with the towering walls that had been built by the Romans over the years, except that the Romans were used to stop them. Hey? I seem to have said this somewhere, oh, maybe the Romans have lost too much, land, cities, glory, and then it is time for the remaining Roman generals to come and regain the land, but what method will be used, it is unknown.

Three days later, it was a sunny day, but the latitude was a little on the high side, and the temperature here was already noticeably colder. I'm with Andrew, because today is not the main character, so we choose to be on the sidelines.

Early this morning, the huge trebuchets had been slowly pushed up to a level of ground, and such huge catapults, because they were far ahead of the ordinary catapults of the Burgundians in the city of Worms, could be placed in a relatively safe place.

The Burgundians did not seem to want to hide behind the fortified walls, and the gates of Worms were slowly opened, and groups of Burgundian soldiers poured out of Worms, and lined up neatly outside the walls of Worms to the sound of trumpets.

"These fools, I don't know why, such a strong wall is not used well, and they have to come out to fight us, why on earth?" Andrew was puzzled by the behavior of the Burgundians, "When we were in Ludinand, the Burgundians did not rush out of the city gates to fight us, but hid behind the walls, why do they do this now?" Can a soldier squander like that? ”

"Andrew," I said, looking at him, "what if they're there to protect the walls?" Or rather, they had enough soldiers, and the walls were more important in comparison, and a little more. I stuck out my finger to indicate that it was an important point: "If it is thought that they are waiting for something, so delay as much as possible while keeping the walls strong, for the arrival of reinforcements." ”

Andrew didn't say anything, he just shook his head, and didn't seem to agree with my analysis. Then let's stand on a hill with a wide view and watch quietly to see what those Germanic mercenaries can do.

The noblely dressed fellow, with his almost outstanding, made him visible to Andrew and I from all over the hill. He held a scepter in his hand, waving it back and forth, directing his followers to operate the huge trebuchet, which slowly descended until it reached the lowest position, on which several of his attendants carried the huge stone projectile. There was also an attendant with a torch in his hand, and he set the huge stone projectile on fire, and everything looked like it was ready.

The Germanic mercenaries stood opposite the phalanx of the Burgundian army, and they formed a phalanx, slowly pulling out the axe hanging from their waists, clenching it tightly in their hands, slapping their shields fiercely, and letting out a deafening roar.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

The Germans marched forward in their own roar, their shields and their battle axes in their hands, step by step, against the phalanx of the Burgundians, who faced the phalanx of the murderous Germans, and they raised their shields and put their spears on the shields, facing the Germanic people.

"Boom! Boom! Knock ......"

Eight trebuchets fired at the same time, and in a loud whistling sound, eight huge fiery flints flew into the air at the same time, and their targets were not the Burgundian phalanx lined up in front of the city of Worms, but the city of Worms itself behind them.

"Boom, boom..."

The destructive power of the huge flint stone rolled unbridled through the buildings of Worms in an instant, and the flames carried by the boulder itself soon set the huge city on fire.