They could not continue to sustain the current casualties, because each artillery salvo brought more than thirty direct casualties, not including more than twice as many serious injuries and many more minor wounds. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If they continue to attack, then what can they do in front of the group of gunners, even if they are suffering casualties?

When the time comes, it is estimated that they are afraid that there will not be a few people left!

"Let's go! We can't go on like this! ”

There are already people who can't hold on, and the commander doesn't plan to hold on, look at the road in front of them, which is more and more casualties, with blood and corpses, it means that they have lost this siege battle.

The road ahead was rough, no, it could be said to be a rotten mess, and the collapsed shanty thatched huts and littered logs completely delayed the advance of this group of hoplites.

What's more, they, all the time, have to withstand the fire of ten 7-pounder guns!

They moved forward step by step, and the seven-pounder gun, which had a rate of fire of two rounds a minute, could easily take a roll call from a distance, and kill six or seven hoplites in a straight line one by one.

But they could only grit their teeth and bear it.

Because the armor on their bodies couldn't stop the cannonballs that passed by in an instant.

Whether it is a large wooden shield or a kite shield, there is no capital to resist the cast iron cannonball that blesses the power and inertia generated by the explosion of gunpowder.

The heavy wood was easily shattered, the iron sheet covering the iris shield was easily pierced, and the bodies of the hoplites behind them also appeared fist-sized hollows.

Flowing with blood and broken internal organs, it was miserable!

Then the unfortunate ghosts slowly fell to their knees and let out a few miserable howls, for they were not yet deadly.

Struggling to reach out and grab the legs of his comrades next to him, his mouth spitting blood in a big gulp, and still screaming the names of his former dear friends, begging them to save themselves, because they want to live.

But no one cares about all this, and whoever sees the huge gap between the chest and abdomen knows that they can't live anymore.

Even if they are rescued, what kind of miracle will bring these comrades-in-arms back to life, whose internal organs are already shattered and on the verge of death, and who may turn into corpses at any time?

What's more, they themselves can't be protected!

"Boom Boom T

There was another series of thunderous sounds, and on the artillery position on the side of the main body of the fortress, ten 7-pounder light guns opened fire again, and the thick smoke of gunpowder was blown by the wind, turning into mist and enveloping the area.

But in the distance, at the hoplites that had been in order and slowly retreated, ten cast-iron cannonballs turned into the scythes of death again, easily piercing the chests and abdomen of more than thirty people, and once again causing huge casualties, leaving corpses and wailing dying.

"No, no, save me, Isa, save me, we're friends..."

Desperate cries continued, and one by one the fallen hoplites subconsciously grabbed their best friends next to them, but they were met with callous refusal.

Because this group of hoplites, who are still alive, are on the verge of collapse.

Even the crossbowmen in the rear, seeing such an attack, had already stagnated, and began to turn their heads and want to escape, if it weren't for the presence of the Overseer as a guard behind them, they would have fled directly.

But even so, the front has completely entered the countdown to collapse, everyone's hearts have lost the bold words before, and the courage has long since dissipated.

Their morale is already seriously low!

"Slowly retreat, no rout, everyone will stabilize your formation for me!"

The commander's voice echoed in their ears, as one of the nobles of Grey Mist City, of course he understood that if he chose to flee at this time, the entire front would collapse, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Therefore, his voice was also loudly encouraging: "They are only dwarven artillery, there are no warships to pursue us, as long as we are on the ship, they will not pose any threat to us!" ”

As if it had an effect, the hoplites barely suppressed their fears.

They retreated step by step, even though they knew that the kite shield and the big wooden shield in their hands could not stop the cast iron cannonball at all, and they still barely maintained a complete formation.

This scene also made the commander slowly breathe a sigh of relief, because the current hoplites, but the troops put together by many nobles, although they are not in the troop system of Gray Mist City, they are also soldiers secretly cultivated by those nobles, even if they lose one, they will feel distressed.

After all, he was raised since he was a child, and now he usually supplies meat and bread, as well as combat training, so it can be said that he is the private army of those nobles.

"So, what's that?!"

But just when everyone was about to leave this area and return to the ruins of the collapsed city wall, they found that on the opposite wall of the fortress, figures holding scimitars appeared there!

Almost all the hoplites were slightly numb, this was the enemy's reinforcements!

Barbary Pirates.

On the light Galie warship, these fierce bandits with scimitars finally arrived, and looked at the hoplites who were preparing to retreat on the opposite side, but there was a bloodthirsty smile on their faces.

Immediately afterward, they ran forward with their scimitars in their hands, and even if the road under their feet was full of obstacles, they were quite fast, because compared to those heavy hoplites, they were light infantry with extremely fast mobility and could quickly make tactical transfers!

"No, it's not good, the warship on the other side is also coming!"

The hoplites shouted in panic, for on each side of the fortress there was a large heavy Garrie warship, which was coming to them with the light Galytes.

Even in the face of hundreds of transports and warships, they didn't care at all, because they appeared quite abruptly, fifteen warships, directly blocked between the hoplites who wanted to evacuate, as well as those transports and warships that were ready to respond, and then with the 7-pounder light cannon that had already been prepared, they began to continue to spew out a deadly roar!

At the edge of the ruins of the city wall, those hoplites did not react at all, and the volley of more than 20 7-pounder guns at close range had already caused them huge casualties.

Even more casualties than attacking in a fortress, because they are too dense!

And on the Nagalel warship, more than 200 native archers who had already prepared for a long time had already pulled out their feather arrows from the quiver behind their backs, bent their bows and arrows, and shot a rain of arrows neatly!