If Zhang Hao knew that the rebels had climbed the city wall a few hours after the siege, he would have scolded Carl half to death, how high was the level of defense on the earth, and he wanted to go to the city wall without paying the price of thousands of people? Dream about it, of course, this can't be blamed on Carl, the previous defense of the city was definitely a combination of magic and technology, all kinds of magic cannons flew around, which was so easy to hit, but isn't it suddenly that there are not so many mages, no one can think of this primitive way to defend the city.

"Bang!" "Bang!" Two shots later, the figure rushing towards Old John was knocked down in mid-air, and Teucer and Beani quickly picked up Old John after firing.

"All musketeers step back, change pistols, and make up for melee combat!"

The swordsmen, spearmen, and halberders on the steps behind the walls quickly made up for it, and the slower places were immediately occupied by the rebels who climbed the walls, and the faster places were stabbed down before they could show their heads.

"Don't stop, all the crossbowmen go down the city wall, shoot, and the Free Militia makes up for it" Although the projectile power of the crossbow is halved, it is nothing, and the Free Militia Regiment that fills the position with pistols continues to cooperate with melee defense.

Teucer and Binny, who were holding Old John, were suddenly covered by a transparent film, and the white-knuckle battle began, and the mages finally couldn't sit still, the range magic, Fiddy's protective light allowed all the people within two hundred meters of Old John to enjoy melee defense and armor strength bonuses. The Flame Mage's Rein Flame Sword blesses the defenders every ten minutes, increasing the lethality of the defenders' weapons.

"Come on, children, don't get too far away from me, this is the beginning," said Old John with a gun in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, and shouted to Tork and Beaney.

At this time, the city wall was already in chaos, the first wave of rebels with ladders were basically spearmen with shields, once a few spearmen got together, it was easy to hold the gap, and as time went on, the rebels behind were more and more, and finally the entire city wall was already inseparable, and the musketeers and free militia also drew their short swords and fought hand-to-hand.

Old John erupted in the scorching sun and two rookies fighting left and right in their defensive position, even the defenders who did not have intermediate mages were pitiful, but fortunately, there was still use, the buff magic learned by the junior mages, the level of the recruits was basically the same as that of the rebels, the only lack was experience, but the rebels did not have a mage, and the recruits had the upper hand with the blessing of the mages' gain magic, and the rebels were pressed and beaten. Although Aldolph's artillery also finished the rebels, but the opponent used the number of city artillery to consume a few of them, and finally the first day of defense ended under the retreat of the rebels, although the victory, but the casualties of the defenders were not less than those of the rebels, and the surviving recruits completed the first transformation in the baptism of blood and sword on this day.

Late at night under the city wall, Tork and Beani sat quietly next to Old John, he was basically only slightly injured because of Old John's protection, and they couldn't vomit anymore, they looked at the dry and hard black bread in their hands and had no appetite at all, and the surrounding friendly troops sat together in twos and threes, there was no joy of victory, only a tired body, but it didn't take long for everyone to be drowsy, and they were too tired.

"Hurry up and eat, otherwise you won't have the strength to lift your sword tomorrow" Old John sat between the two, wiping the sword in his hand, and next to him was a pistol that had not had time to refuel (the nobles are equipped with three powerful guns with armor-piercing effect as standard, while the Free Militia Regiment has six bursts of ordinary firearms with no armor-piercing effect)

"Uncle John, why didn't the Praetorian Guards come to our aid?" Teucer was a little shaken in his heart, "They are obviously so powerful, and the weapons and armor on their bodies are so sophisticated, why haven't you seen them today, are they all protecting His Majesty the Emperor?" ”

"How can there be a war that is full of hole cards as soon as it starts, and I have seen rebels on the city wall and giant swordsmen, why haven't they played?" Old John didn't raise his head, and after wiping his sword, he began to apply oil.

"I don't understand" Teucer glanced at Bini next to him, and saw that his eyes were glazed and he didn't move, "Bini?" Bini? What are you thinking? ”

Bini came to his senses at Teucer's shout, "Dead, all dead, there are many familiar faces in Dejaco and Toka in the next village who came with us, all dead" Bini's outgoing personality naturally knows more people than Tok, and Tok is definitely a dead house that can stay until the end of the world. "They asked me to save them, they cried and cried, begging me to pull them, but I couldn't help it, I'm killing the enemy, I, I'm loading bullets, I really wanted to go over and save them, but the enemy was in front of me, I couldn't get by, I ......." Teucer went up and took Bini into his arms, Tork could feel the fear and guilt in Bini's heart, he was the same, but maybe because of his personality, Teucer considered more about why the city defense was arranged like this, and Bini was more concerned about the people and things around him, This is destined to make the two of them take different paths in the future. Old John still didn't look up, he knew that all the experiences today would be their wealth, Old John finished the gun oil, and took out a badge in his arms, the Hero Medal of the Sun Legion, which is a representative of honor and a symbol of the Roald family, and wiped it over and over again, three points more serious than wiping the sword and oiling it.

After the civilians of the city had helped clean up the battlefield, they all returned to their homes, where they prayed and sought comfort in their homes.

Rumble!! Rumble!!! Rumble!!! The next day, before dawn, the trebuchets that the rebels had made from day to night yesterday were activated again, and the remnants of yesterday's artillery on the city wall, even with the artillery repaired at night, were not in the least polite return fire.

Bini flipped over in the midst of the fire, apparently unrelieved by the nightmare's nightmare.

Old John had already gotten up, and sleeping was a bit of a luxury for some elderly people, "I can sleep again, we won't go up the city wall today, and all the Praetorian Guards have been arranged overnight." Old John handed over his pistol, shield, and spear to Bini, "It is estimated that the gates of the city will not be protected today, and if they cannot be defended, we will prepare to fight them in the city."

"Where's Teucer?" Bini put his gear away and looked around to find no sign of Teucer.

"He went to help set up the barricades, and all the civilians have retreated to the palace"

Bini looked in the direction of the palace and found black smoke rising in the city, old John took a look and explained, "All the important places in the city have been blown up, don't look at it, today is another battle of life and death, even the city walls have placed black powder, of course I can't tell you the location"

"Hey, Binny, wake up, why don't you lie down again? I heard them say it's a little bit before the real start begins."

"No, don't sleep" Bini looked a little wooden before he could recover from his nightmare.