The Slavic spearmen held their shields high to resist the arrows from above, and the wooden shields constantly made aggressive sounds, which was the sound of arrows hitting the shields, and the spearmen did not have the protection of the tough leather armor and iron helmets of the nobles, and the only thing that could protect the body was the shield in their hands, which proved in countless battles that the shield was indeed a good tool for the defense of the poor.

Eveli was a farmer from the countryside of the Great Emirate of Mecklenburg, who owned a plot of land for his own land, but the price of using this land was that he had to serve the chief of Upton for three months of the year, and when the war broke out, he would answer the call of the chief of Upton and join the army with his own weapons, spears, and shields. And it was not the first time he had fought with the leader, the Slavs not only had disputes with the Catholics, but also the tribes of the Slavs often fought with each other, so the use of weapons was no stranger to Evely, he skillfully gathered the shield on the top of his head, tried to bend down to narrow the target, squeezed around in the crowd, several times the people around him were shot by arrows on the city wall, but he successfully followed the team to the moat, at this time the moat water can already see the sharp stakes inside, As long as you dodge the pointed wooden stakes and cross the river, you will be able to get close to the city wall to cover the movement of the goal-breaking team.

"Wow~~~~." Just as Iveli was thinking like this, suddenly an unusual sound came from the air, and something heavy seemed to have fallen in the sky, he hurriedly raised his shield and hid under the shield, but this time the shield did not bring him safety, a huge force smashed on the shield, and Eveli felt that his arm was about to break. He looked up to see what had hit the shield, but he was completely out of his mind, and when he looked up, he saw a black mass hit his face, and Eveli lost consciousness.

"Gods above, what's that?" The leader of Upton put his hand on his forehead, his eyes wide and wide, and his mouth open, presented a terrible sight before him, and from behind the walls of the castle flew pebbles like pebbles, which fell on the heads of the dense Slavic soldiers. The leader of Upton saw a pebble creak and smash the head of a Slavic soldier open. The Slavic soldier fell to the ground and rolled into the moat. The stones fell on the ground and the earth splashed, causing the surrounding Slavic soldiers to panic, and some of the inexperienced even forgot to raise their shields, and as a result, they were hit in the neck by arrows fired from the turrets and died.

"Up ~~~ down. Up ~~~ down. "Behind the walls of the Angry Lion Castle. Julian waved the sword in his hand. Ordered the serfs who were dragging the Tornado Cannon Piso, and with a hard pull, the Tornado Cannon cocked and threw the pebbles out of the skin. Pebbles flew into the air and smashed into the Slavs outside the city walls.

"The effect is good, but the accuracy is a little poor." Although there are special eyewitnesses from the city wall to point out the enemy's dense area, but because of the lack of coordinates, the whirlwind cannon will often shoot the stone bullets empty, that is, the first time the Slavs encountered this new weapon itself panicked, which made the attack queue chaotic, and virtually increased their own casualties.

"Chief Upton, don't let our men stand still in the enemy's range, and order the leaders to attack." Kang Tuoyi looked at the soldiers exposed to the archers' shots on the castle, and his heart was so anxious that he hurriedly ordered the chief of Upton.

"Okay." Without saying a word, the leader of Upton waved his hand to his hoplites and personally led the charge towards the castle.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~~~~." The armor on the hoplites made the sound of metal pieces colliding, their eyes were firm and deep, and their faces followed the footsteps of their leaders solemnly, seeing these elite and strong soldiers joining, the Slavic light infantry in front of them calmed down a lot, and the stones and arrows were resisted by the armor of these hoplite soldiers, which really made the guards on the city wall panic.

"Damn, it's a hoplite." John Berg leaned down from the city wall and looked at the heavily armored soldiers, cursing incessantly, the arrows of the archers, even if they hit them, only made them look like hedgehogs, and the heavy soldiers in double leather armor did not care about the painless attack.

"A hoppy soldier, huh?" Arold bit his lip, he rubbed his hands, thinking in his heart that he was fortunate that he was well prepared, otherwise there was really nothing he could do with these guys, and then ordered the bed crossbow to be lifted up, this kind of big crossbow fixed on a wooden stool was amazing, originally Arold thought it would not be useful, but it seemed to be just right to deal with these heavy soldiers.

"Come with us in the name of the gods." A Slavic hoplite in heavy armor, he waved the sword in his hand, shouted to the Slavic light infantry beside him, under his leadership many people have begun to cross the moat, the light infantry carried a cut down tree trunk, one hugged one end of the trunk, the others erected the trunk so that the people above could reach the city wall, this action made John Berg break out in a cold sweat, but the Swiss mercenaries guarding the wall were not vegetarians, they clenched their spears and stabbed the Slavs who tried to climb the city wall, the polearm is just right for the defenders at this time.

"Grandma's, let you run rampant." Arold had a few special long crossbow arrows in his hand, so he said that the crossbow arrows were more like short guns, he put one into the bed crossbow, pulled the tight bowstring with all his might, hung the bowstring on the bracket, and then stretched out his thumb and gestured, aiming at the loudest Slavic hoplite, muttering to himself, three points and one line, three points and one line, when he felt the aim, he suddenly pulled the bracket, only to hear Peng's muffled sound, the long crossbow arrow turned into a black shadow and flew out, Shoot straight at the hoplites of the Slavs.

The "...... of the gods" The Slavic hoplite was waving his sword in his hand, desperately encouraging the other companions around him, crossing the moat to attack the city wall, and constantly chanting the name of the Lomwa god, but at this moment he felt his body froze, and he actually flew into the air, and he seemed to see a black shadow flying out of the city wall.

"Boom~~~~." The Slavic hoplite pierced the Slavic hoplite with a bolt of short spears from the bed crossbow, and with inertia, his heavy body flew backwards, knocking down the other Slavic light infantry along the way, and before the Slavs could figure out what was happening, they saw the hoplite with the name of the elite warrior on his side being pierced.

"The gods are above, this can't be." The leader of Upton stood in the crowd, and he was as surprised as everyone else, knowing that in addition to his personal martial skills, all of them were physically strong, and they could wear heavy armor made of several layers of cowhide and intricate blends, and some of the richer leaders also wore small pieces of iron on the outside of the leather armor, but this would increase the weight of the armor, and generally speaking, even the sharpest Slavic sword could not penetrate the armor at once, and in the Angry Lion Castle there was something that pierced the heavy warrior along with his own armor.

At this time, whether it was the rain of pebbles that flew out of the group attack, or the killing of an elite hoplite soldier who had been painstakingly cultivated in one blow, the leader of Upton felt the mystery behind this high wall, and he looked at the strange wooden wall with some blankness, something he had never encountered in his battle almost in his life.

"Chief, be careful." At this moment, from the other direction, suddenly another black shadow swept by, and the hoplite soldiers guarding beside the leader of Upton shouted in front of him, the leader of Upton felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer, he saw his guard stretch out his arm to try to block the flying short spear, but the short spear easily pierced his arm, and the inertia made the pointed head hit the chest of the leader of Upton, although it was protected by leather armor, but the body of the leader of Upton was knocked to the ground, However, due to the guard's sacrifice of their lives, the power of the bed crossbow's bolts was greatly weakened, allowing the leader of Upton to escape the impalement.

"Wow~~~." The leader of Upton felt his head buzzing, he opened his eyes and felt a sweetness in his mouth, he turned sideways and spurted out a mouthful of blood, the heavy guards around him didn't care about attacking again, their net worth and lives were given by the leader of Upton, if the leader died, they would be buried and lose everything, so the safety of the leader of Upton came first, they gathered around the leader of Aoden to cover his retreat to the rear.

"The enemy is beginning to retreat." The withdrawal of the leaders of Upton seriously affected the siege morale of the Slavs, and the other leaders were afraid that they would also be hit by the short guns flying from the arrow towers of the city walls, and the heavy armor that originally gave them infinite courage did not work, so they all led their heavy soldiers away from the most dangerous front line, allowing the cannon fodder light infantry to continue the attack, but without the heavy warriors, the pressure on the defenders on the angry lion castle suddenly decreased, and the archers unceremoniously harvested the lives of the Slavic light infantry, Of course, the whirlwind cannon is also showing off its might.

Soon the Slavic light infantry suffered more than a third of the casualties, and in the absence of the leader and hoplites, these Slavs finally collapsed, they did not even touch the edge of the city wall, looking at the Slavs who receded like a tide, Arold wiped the sweat from his forehead, it takes a lot of strength and time to shoot a bed crossbow arrow, fortunately the Slavic leaders were timid, otherwise they would soon find that this powerful crossbow arrow is actually very rare. (To be continued......)