The mercenaries' eyes were full of despair, and at this moment they were driven by more than six thousand town militia and the Upper Burgundian knights towards the highland wooden fort, just as Captain Randall had driven the poor serf conscripts yesterday.

To put it mildly, they are pioneers and warriors, but to put it mildly, they have now become cannon fodder for others and substitutes for the dead.

The only difference is that they are more prepared and trained.

Except for a sword or a dagger, all other weapons on their bodies had long since been removed, and in their hands they held sandbags, planks, ladders, etc., in order to fill in the trenches and climb the city walls.

In the wooden fort on the heights of Lucun, on a tower, William looked at this scene speechlessly, with a sigh on his face, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the cycle of cause and effect and retribution were unpleasant, which could be regarded as avenging the serfs who died tragically yesterday.

"Begin, Sir Hubert, don't show mercy to your men, and try to wipe out all these mercenaries in the city." William turned his head away, his eyes full of cruelty, and said.

"Yes, Your Highness William, I will do my best." Sir Hubert thought William refused, and said in an affirmative tone.

"In that case, please, Sir Hubert." William nodded, a smile on his face, and said.

“Yesmylord。” So saying, Sir Hubert saluted, and descended the tower to the former wall.

Turning their gaze back to the battlefield, although the ordinary mercenaries had accepted their tragic fate at this moment, the mercenary leaders and the commanders were not, in fact, they had already contacted William before William arrived in Lu Village, and it was only because of William's bad attitude towards them that there was no mutiny.

At this time, several mercenary leaders gathered together again and discussed with each other.

"Captain Jay, what did the messenger sent to His Highness William say that His Highness William is willing to accept our surrender? How can you help us? Captain Randall turned his gaze to Jay, the mercenary leader who had just walked over to the side, and said.

The mercenary group to which Captain Randall belonged was the most powerful of the eight mercenary groups present, and he himself was the oldest and most prestigious, so he spoke a little arrogantly to Captain Jay, who was the youngest and weakest.

Jay shrugged, without the slightest fear on his face, and said with an indifferent look: "It's a pity, Randall, His Royal Highness William only accepted our rebellion on the spot to attack the Alençon City coalition army, and did not accept our secret surrender or the conditions of entering the wooden castle, otherwise if we hesitate any longer, William will annihilate us as a hardcore traitor to Alençon." ”

"What? This bastard William wants us to die, it's just too infuriating. Captain Randall's anger calmed down slightly, his eyes involuntarily scanned Jay back and forth, suddenly with an angry face on the ground, grabbed Jay's collar with his right hand, and said, "Say, did you and the bastard William make an agreement in private to sell us privately." ”

At this time, a middle-aged mercenary leader walked over, separated the two with his thick arms, and persuaded in a calm tone: "Alright, alright, Randall, let's stop a little." The most important thing for us now is to take the walls as soon as possible, only then can we have a little way to survive. ”

"Ahem... cough..."Jay couldn't help coughing loudly, looked up at the middle-aged mercenary leader, and said, "Locke, you're right, we should put aside our previous suspicions and work together to deal with William." ”

"Humph!" Randall clasped his hands on his chest, turned his head, and snorted without speaking, it was clear that he was still angry.

This is nothing more than a farce, the real-life mercenary leaders have long recognized their situation, and the only way out is to break the highland wooden fort when there is no way out.

Without the persecution of the Jonathan Knight behind him, the mercenary leader and the commander took the initiative to take action and organize the mercenaries to fill the trench and erect the ladder in an orderly manner.

Sir Jonathan, who was behind them, was also constantly observing the battlefield, his eyes constantly patrolling William's Highland Wooden Fort, estimating William's troop deployment.

"There are obviously a lot more soldiers on the city wall today than there were yesterday, and it seems that our bastard William will also use a little tactic! You say yes, Knight Tim. Sir Jonathan turned his head to his confidant Tim and said.

Knight Tim, who was riding side by side, also replied with a smile: "Yes, Sir Jonathan, the mongrel Ji Xiaomu is indeed hiding his power, judging from the number of cavalry and combat effectiveness exposed in the past few days, his army definitely exceeds two thousand people. ”

"Hahahaha... I'm going to take a closer look at their bottom to see what their hole cards are. Jonathan Knight turned his head and said to Knight Tim.

"Yes, we need to test William's full strength and open the gap in the city wall, then we have to fill in all the lives of these mercenaries." Knight Tim replied with a smile on his face.

"Knight Tim, tell me how many dead and wounded we have to take the Wooden Castle? Do you want to fill in the lives of these town militias? Sir Jonathan said in a conquiring tone.

"It's... Our terrain is very unfavorable, and it is very laborious to build up from the bottom up, and to take this wooden fort will have to lose at least 6,000 men, and these town militias will have to suffer at least a third of casualties. Tim Knight looked puzzled and asked, "Sir Jonathan, didn't you promise Mayor Scott to protect these town mercenaries?" ”

"Wrong, our purpose is to kill the illegitimate child Ji Xiaomu, as for the others, it has nothing to do with us, how much good does it do us to preserve our strength for Scott? I'm afraid that after he kills William, he will be out of the control of His Highness Kay. Sir Jonathan suddenly turned his head and shouted.

"Yes, yes, Sir Jonathan, I know what to do." Being drunk like this by Sir Jonathan, Tim Knight also came to his senses and hurriedly responded.

"Okay, if you can understand, go ahead, command the town militia to prepare to attack the city after the mercenaries." Sir Jonathan commanded with a wave of his right hand.

"Yes."

Knight Tim saluted with his right hand and rode away.

At this time, the militia of Alençon Town, who were pretending to be tigers, did not know their fate, and escorted the mercenaries over the trench with weapons in their hands, and headed towards the walls of the wooden fort.

Under the threat of death, these mercenaries also burst out with great combat effectiveness, and when they got close to the trench, they piled up sandbags in their hands into the trench, increased the marching speed to the maximum, and attacked the wooden castle wall with a ladder in hand.

"Archers shoot ... Shoot..."

"Throwing guns, preparing stones, throwing..."

"Then the kite-shaped shield in your hands, ready to defend against enemy arrows."

"Remember, you can't let the enemy climb the city wall, come up and solve one for me."

The army on the city walls and in the towers no longer hid their strength, and officers at all levels spoke out one after another.