In the circle is a Slavic militiaman from Rostock, wearing a felt hat with a top of the tip, holding a rusty spear with a slightly curved body, but this is enough for a low-level soldier, his face has the confusion and worry of a middle-aged man about the future, and he occasionally grabs his chest with his free hand as he walks, perhaps there is an amulet given to him by his family to ask for the protection of the gods of Lomwa. But these are only speculations, because the circle then moves in other directions, but as in the process of learning, the human brain tends to forget what the subjective will wishes to remember, but inadvertently some things are firmly remembered by the brain, and the circle moves again to the feet of the soldiers, where there are signs painted in white lime, but because of the remnants of the foundation of the demolished buildings of the castle, those signs are not so noticeable.

"One hundred and fifty yards, one hundred yards~~~." Arold held up the single-hole telescope in his hand, this kind of tool that is strictly kept secret, only a few courtiers such as Julian know the way, the use of single-hole telescope is to accurately measure the enemy within the range of the whirlwind cannon, and the whitewashed marker is learned from the movie Heavenly Dynasty, it can be said that this is a movie that Arold appreciates very much.

"Wow~~~~." Outside the castle, the Slavs, urged by the leaders of Rostock, to carry ladders and charge up the hill, the shouts were a way to release the pressure of fear, but the shouts of hundreds of people also served as a deterrent to the enemy, and the only thing that made these forced into battle fortunate was that they were forced into battle. No arrows were fired from the towers of the hills.

"Whirlwind cannon, fire ~~~." Arold put down the binoculars in his hand, he licked his dry lips, turned his head and shouted to the little attendant standing at the entrance of the corner tower, hearing his voice, the little attendant hurriedly stepped up to the stone steps to convey Arold's order.

"Buzz, buzz~~~~." From inside the castle there was the sound of stones breaking through the air, and it was the idle servants and slave soldiers in the castle who pulled Piso, and fifteen cyclone cannons were lined up in three rows, small projectors that reduced the number of people who were pulling Piso. Although this also reduces the distance of the projection. However, the scope of the blow was extended, and at the command of Arrod, the wooden piggyback of the whirlwind cannon was raised high, and the stones in the leather bag were thrown out of the city walls, and the screams of the Slavs suddenly sounded outside the city walls. and the sound of stones hitting the ground and rolling down the hillside.

Stones rained down on the Rostock. They were forced to climb slowly towards the castle with their large shields in hand. The shield is made of heavy and sturdy cedar or oak to lift such a heavy weight up the hill. The physical strength of the soldiers is extremely depleting, even the medieval people who often do manual work cannot bear it, not to mention that many low-level soldiers are even more physically exhausted because of malnutrition.

"My arms are so sore that I can't stand it." The Slavic soldiers had to put their heads on their shields, but soon they couldn't even do this, they were still some distance from the castle, and some people felt that the people on the castle couldn't see their movements clearly, so they secretly put down their shields and rubbed their shoulders, but their movements were clearly noticed by Arrod, who was holding a telescope, and when a third of the soldiers began to do so, Arold knew that the time had come.

"Order the ranged shooters to start shooting." Arold ordered the young squire in charge of the herald, who had chosen a young man who was good at running, and he immediately conveyed Arold's order to Julian on the city wall, and in the process the Rostock advanced another fifty yards, but this was in Arold's calculations.

"Whoosh~~~." When the first arrow was fired, it sank into the face of a Slavic spear-wielding soldier, and red blood sprayed on the faces and bodies of their companions, who were stunned by the sudden arrow, but soon the locust arrows and crossbows slashed at them, and the attacking Rostock leaders realized that they were crowded on the narrow mountain road, and the archers and crossbows on the arrow tower barely needed to aim.

"Rush, rush over, put the ladder up." The Rostock chiefs, dressed in leather armor and wielding swords in their hands, pushed the soldiers around them forward, and those who flinched were punched and kicked, of course, these leaders were around to protect the tight protection of the shields, and under the command of the Rostock chiefs, the low-ranking soldiers braved the arrows and stones above their heads, carried rough ladders made of felled trees, and rushed under the walls of the castle, and whenever someone was knocked down by arrows along the way, someone from the rear took over, In this way the number of people makes up for the disadvantages of geography and form.

"Get on it, get on it, well done." The first ladder was leaned against the southwest section of the castle wall, and the leaders of Rostock shouted excitedly when they saw the ladder that had been erected, as long as the ladder was erected, the soldiers could climb up the towering wall in turn, and fight the defenders on the wall, even if they could not capture the castle at once, it was better than being shot like animals under the city.

"Climb up, quick, climb up." The Rostock soldiers were huddled under the ladder, they were like cattle driven into the corral, and they were pushed up the ladder in a daze, and the soldiers held the shield in one hand and the ladder in the other, and climbed vigorously upward, a strong Slavic serf quickly climbed two meters from the city wall, he looked up at the battlements within reach, and gasped, at this moment he heard a strange buzzing sound in his ears, and before he could turn his head to look at it, he felt his head stunted, and it was dark in front of him.

The man below the soldier saw everything, but his eyes were soon smeared with red and white brains on his face, and the corners of his mouth seemed to smell salty, and a stick wheel was stuck out of the battlement of the city wall, and on the axle was installed three hinged iron rods, and when the people on the city wall turned the crankshaft, the iron rods spun rapidly, and this weapon was like a small cart, which could move back and forth on this section of the city wall, and if the attacker with his head stuck out was hit by a heavy iron rod, Immediately, the brain burst and the body fell down the ladder, even if it was blocked with a shield, because it was hit, causing the attacker to fall unsteadily.

"Damn the Germans." Looking at the rapidly spinning thing overhead, the leaders of Rostock were dumbfounded and cursed, they couldn't think of anyone who would come up with such a strange weapon to defend the city, but it also caused their soldiers to be unable to take a step on Xiang Lu, in such a narrow space in mid-air, it was impossible to dodge the incoming high-speed spinning clubs.

"How's the offensive going elsewhere?" One of the more nimble-headed leaders asked.

"Yes, if we can't advance here, we can let the soldiers attack the other walls."

The Rostock, who had been blocked by the southwestern wall, immediately adjusted the center of gravity of the attack, and at this time the other ladders were also erected on other walls, and the position near the rear of the side of the city gate was considered by the leaders to be the most suitable direction for the attack, and once again the soldiers braved the arrows and stones above their heads, and moved to the bottom of the ladder with their shields, and the first brave soldier climbed the ladder, and he used his shield to protect the top of his head, and in order to ensure that he would not be shot down, he even carried a short knife in his mouth, followed by other Slavic soldiers.

The leaders of Rostock watched with fear as the brave soldier climbed up the ladder step by step, and when they were about to reach the battlements of the city wall, a black shadow suddenly flew out from behind the city wall, and the hearts of the leaders of the black shadow sank, and they saw a heavy wooden plank full of nails, and the three meters long plank was connected by iron hinges at both ends, and the plank that was pulled tightly by two Germanic peasant soldiers slapped on the top of the Slavs on the ladder without warning. After stabbing the first Slavic soldier to climb the ladder with blood on his face, the plank was lowered and the people on the ladder retreated like peeling corn, and the soldier who tried to pull the plank off with his hand was pierced by the sharp iron nail on the top of his palm, and the Slavic soldier screamed in pain and fell.

"A simple version of the wolf's tooth slap, damn Rostock people try it." Arold used the telescope to see the fallen Slavic soldiers, and showed a cruel smile proudly, this kind of wolf tooth slap was he had seen in a Song Dynasty defense map when he was in school, the production was very simple, and it had a strong lethality against the soldiers who climbed up the ladder.

"What happened to the people attacking from other directions?" The pale-faced leader looked at the wolf's fangs that had been pulled up again, he didn't expect this thing to be pulled back again, and soon he heard screams and falling sounds from the other sections of the wall, as well as thick smoke.

A long pole was tied vertically at 49 degrees to a plank, but the plank was not the point, the plank seemed to the people below to stop the smoke from rushing upwards, and the lower end of the pole was tied with a lot of linen soaked in oil, fecal juice and poison, the linen was lit and emitted a strong smell and a violent cough caused by inhaling the lungs, and the smoke from the three poles hanging on the city wall choked the attacking Slavs to tears, and they could not continue to climb, The brainless leaders of Rostock could not have imagined how Arold had come up with such a bad move.

"Retreat." The attacking Slavs were repeatedly repelled by Arold's defensive weapons, and the arrows and stones above their heads killed more and more Slavs, and the Slavic soldiers became more and more exhausted, and the attack looked weak, and when they could not even climb the city walls, the leader of Rostock had no choice but to give the order to retreat, and the first day of the attack ended hastily. (To be continued......)