Essho and Teresa glanced at each other, neither of them had any expression on their faces, but the awkward atmosphere had already grown. The two of them undid the hand that was pressed on Kia's shoulder, and Eschu sat down on his side against the wall again, and the wounds that had not yet healed were oozing blood. He and Teresa were the first to notice the small force and the quickest to react, Esher first knocked down Anson, who was closest to him, and then got up to press Kia, at which point Teresa also stepped in front of Kia. As a result of the simultaneous exertion of the two of them, Kia's kneecap was completely unable to withstand the double impact, and was shattered by the hard bricks.

Eshu tore off his tattered single garment, wiping the blood and sweat from his body with the scraps of the cloth, and poked his head out of the battlement to look out. The black army had already lined up in formation on the Outer Urn City, and the gray-white tide spontaneously opened up plenty of space for them. Originally, it was a crossbowman and shield bearer, but now the latter just casually put their shields around them and did not set them up, and instead picked up the siege crossbow - this was too far from the longbow of the lower knights and the spears of the Black Spear Knights, and the defenders on the main walls were too tired to deal with the onslaught of the gray tide and could not launch a counter-charge, so they could stand on the outer urn city with impunity and pour devastating fire on the defensive line. The appearance of this army suddenly increased the pressure on the north and south defense lines, and the Misty Mountain army had stormed the west gate for quite a long time, but neither the north defense line of the regular army or the south defense line guarded by the mercenaries had broken through, and the defenders still firmly held the main city wall, but the city wall was already full of corpses wearing gray and white leather armor, and it gradually accumulated higher and higher. There is no longer a battle loss ratio, the Misty Mountain tribes are just using their own manpower to consume the physical strength of the defenders, the weapons in their hands are too rudimentary and primitive, and it seems reluctant to break through leather armor and cotton armor, not to mention iron cans like hoplites. However, the siege crossbow has no such concerns, it is a top-notch war machine, from the crossbow machine to the arrowhead, it all represents the top smelting technology of the Pander continent, and there is never a so-called hoplite in its range, only a stubble of wheat waiting to be harvested. The first salvo of this force was given to the rangers on the second inner urn city, and the warriors who were caught off guard still showed a very high level of response, they immediately dispersed the formation and then looked for cover to evade, and immediately began to withdraw from the second inner urn city after the rain of arrows, preparing to advance forward to the first inner urn city in order to suppress - the fire strength of the longbow is not as good as the siege crossbow, but the fire density can far crush the opponent, and the time for the siege crossbow to reload one round is enough for the veteran ranger to shoot three times in a row. Before the second round of firing began, the second inner urn city was already unmanned, so the small troops that had lost their target immediately began to fire accurately at the main wall, and the northern defense line suffered the most severe blows, after all, the regular army was full of iron cans; Subsequently, the chivalrous knights on the southern defense line also received different degrees of "care", and soon the defense lines on both sides showed signs of collapse to varying degrees.

Is it a pagan...... Eshu saw the silver skeletons tattooed on the crossbowmen's breastplates, then retracted the battlements. He tentatively placed his hand on the hilt of the sword on his chest, feeling the resistance from his muscles and veins. Essho exerted his strength carefully, but the hilt of the sword did not move, the blade seemed to be embedded in the flesh and blood that had been closed, and to make matters worse, as Eshu gradually exerted his strength, he could clearly perceive that the blade was sliding against one of his major arteries. Eshua closed his eyes helplessly and gave up, he was now so desperately bleeding that it was impossible to force his sword at the risk of heavy bleeding. With his current physical condition, it was impossible to launch another charge. What's more, the anger in Eshu's heart has subsided a lot after he has met with death, at least he doesn't plan to burn himself again and launch a charge with death and life. But at this time, Esher saw someone on the north wall of the city and launched a counterattack against the flying crossbow arrows. It was Captain Gigwu, whose name and portrait Esher had seen in the Pandezhi. This person is listed as the three major knights of the Black Spear Knights along with Captain Dahal and "Sir Raven" Boris, with a very high status and a very low military rank. Brochette's comments were brief and harsh, and his pages came to an end after the words "a reckless man", leaving nothing else. Captain Gigwood's current performance is quite commensurate with that, as he is the only Black Spear Knight on the northern defensive line who can pose a threat to the heretical forces. As soon as he shot down a crossbowman with his first spear, the unit sniped at him, but Gig responded with a fierce response, standing up with his shield raised, and with great skill he blocked the arrows one by one, and then fired back with a short spear! His toughness instead led to a wave of fire, and at that moment all the siege crossbows were aimed at him! Gig scrambled into the battlement, and the next second his position was filled with a dense stream of crossbows. However, Gig managed to attract their attention, and the Ranger successfully took the first Inner Urn City, spreading out in formation, bringing this small force into their range! However, the opponent reacted quickly, and the first wave of arrows fired by the rangers was still in mid-air, and the shield bearers immediately dropped their siege crossbows and raised their large shields, and the crossbowmen took a step back consciously, and the shields closed into tortoise shells, covering them. The change of formation was only in an instant, and when the rain of arrows fell, the silver skull patterns were already tightly lined up. The shieldman is both a guardian and an observer, and the crossbowman does not need to expose himself at all, but only listens to the direction of the shieldman, sticks the crossbow machine out of the gap in the shield and pulls the trigger. Although their firepower density was half weaker, this half-weakened firepower suppressed Ravenston's rangers, and they could certainly stay on the first inner urn city to support the defense lines on the north and south sides, but they were bound to suffer heavy damage. Gig tried to shoot a few spear throws, but to no avail.

A shirtless young man slowly crawled in front of Gig and took the last throwing spear from Gig's hand.

"What are you doing?" Gig asked with some annoyance, he recognized the identity of the person who came, it was the man who roared all the way to the outer urn city but almost died surrounded by the gray tide. He looked very embarrassed, a long sword nailed into his right chest, the tip of the sword peeking through his back, but there were no other scars in sight, only a circle of pale mottled body lines. His body was a little shriveled due to blood loss, but the lines of his muscles were still hard. Jig stretched out his hand to snatch it back, but he was shocked to find that he couldn't pull it at all!

The young man did not reply, but stood up against the wall, threw his spear behind his head, and made a throwing stance. Gig heard a deep, majestic inhalation, as if it had been climbing the tide that would never fall. The young man's body swelled, and the pale lines around his body cracked, but only a little blood gushed out of the wound and healed, then cracked and healed again. Captain Giegwood suddenly realized that the pale body lines were not innate, but the result of the wound having skipped the scarring stage and healing quickly. At the moment when the young man's body swelled to the limit, the tide suddenly receded, and a violent surge of air erupted from his mouth and nose. He threw his spear, but Gig saw a pitch-black shadow break out of his hand with a strong wind and sink into the silver skulls. A black tortoiseshell dented, and the shieldman and the crossbowman behind him were nailed to the walls of the Outer Urn City.

"This!" Captain Giegwood looked at the young man in shock, "Who are you?" ”

"Esher Baranduk." The young man fell nimbly to his stomach, dodging a wave of crossbow bolts that returned fire, but he still did not forget to support himself with his forearms to avoid pressing on the hilt of the sword pinned to his chest. "A mercenary recruited by Viscount Ivanles."