Chapter 32: Attacking the City While It Rains
The weather on the grassland is like a casual little girl crying when she says she cries, and when she sets off in the morning, the sky is still blue, but it is already dark clouds before noon. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 infoAlthough the rain has not yet fallen, the gloomy weather in front of me seems to show the mercy of the heavens - weeping for those creatures who are about to die.
The original Lucia camp was already quite a short distance from the border. This made it quite convenient for the Nohan army, which had previously been stationed there, to raid the nearby city of Lucia. It didn't take long to be aided by the strange thing, and the coalition of the three lords, including Boreham, soon arrived in the city.
Dark clouds rolled in the sky, lightning pierced the sky, and torrential rain continued to fall from the sky. The hazy curtain of rain severely obstructed the archers' view and provided good protection for the besieging Nohan army. Of course, this also made Nohan's strong bow and crossbow useless, but they obviously earned it against the defenders behind the walls.
Under the cover of a large number of ladders, a makeshift battering ram came to a steady stop under the city gates. The A-shaped protective bracket and heavy wooden cowhide protected the shirtless soldiers who were rocking the battering ram.
"Boom-boom, boom-boom." Thunder alternates with crashing sounds, like a unique melody. The oak door panels and the metal bars clashed with a weak wail—after all, it was neither an important pass of the Brandenburg Fortress that Norhan had operated for centuries, nor a powerful commercial node like the Boreham Lord, nor a political center like Ulrik. It was nothing more than a small western city in the Kingdom of Lucia.
"Bump! Touch! After two loud bangs, the city gate, which had endured many shocks, finally fulfilled its historical mission - it fell with a bang. At the same time, the iron gate was also twisted and deformed in the continuous impact, revealing enough space for three people to pass through at the same time.
All the Norhans in the room let out a long sigh of relief, for the goddess of victory had already exposed the corners of her skirt. However, just as the operation was about to be completed, several black projectiles flew out of the firing holes in the battlements and exploded violently in front of the gate.
With a series of deafening roars, the battering ram suddenly turned into a ball of flame and flew out in all directions. The soldiers of Nohan who were relatively close were immediately engulfed in the sea of fire, turning into balls of fire. The strong man who was originally hiding under the protective frame has become a scorched black creature struggling in pain.
At the same time, blue-purple spiritual lights flashed from the Nohan phalanx, and with the appearance of these spiritual lights, the raging magical flames disappeared immediately, and then the surging positive energy pulled those seriously injured soldiers back from the death line.
In an environment where even the hard pavement paved with bluestone slabs was left with several radial craters of more than ten feet. The Nohan soldiers, who were lucky enough to escape, struggled and rolled while dodging the scattered debris falling from the sky.
Before the chaos was over, the sound of bowstrings sounded behind the walls, followed by the sound of arrows breaking through the air. This covering shot, which was less affected by the heavy rain, finally fell on the heads of the Nohan soldiers. However, the power is not very easy to say, and the impact on the bow arm is quite large. So for the defenders, they didn't hate the rain as much as they did today, cursing the damn weather.
With the scorching earth beneath his feet, the pouring rain overhead, screams and wails everywhere, and the oncoming rain of arrows in front of him, the cruelty of war was unmistakable. In the midst of the fire at the city gate, the will of the attackers and defenders began to compete at this moment. Beyond the sea of fire, the sound of fighting resounded in the sky, and the climbers on the ladder rolled down. Thankfully, the height of the wall is limited, and it may not be impossible to save your life if you fall.
What's more, the gates of this Lucian city have been opened, and after last night's riots, there has been a very noticeable delay in the city's protection system. And at this time, it is the knights who are considered to be the mainstay of this world who plug the sudden gap. They stepped on the hot ground and felt the scorching air. In this place like the Shura field, although their physical strength will not be thirsty, their emotions will be constantly bored, and this will be a complete test of will.
"Barrett, go deal with that old fellow! It's not often that a knight like this is weak. Try fighting the knights a little more, it will be good for you. Barrett, who was already close to the city gate, suddenly heard the voice of Lord Earl, and Barrett, who understood his intentions, immediately activated the acceleration effect on the armor and launched a charge.
The old knight, who had just swept away a few soldiers, looked at the swift slash, and he realized that he had no room to dodge. Because he is in a tight formation behind him, if he retreats, it is possible to cause a hole in the entire defensive line. In desperation, the old man crossed his hands and held his long sword to meet the strange knife that flew like lightning.
A pale blue light enveloped the old knight's body, and the long sword in his hand emitted a hazy golden light, which changed like a lake under the breeze.
With a loud "boom", the flames around him burst out, and the old man stood there majestically, and the light blue light flashing all over his body appeared even more intense. It's a pity that the golden sword in his hand has become a little dim. Barrett, who was on the attacking side, was even more upset, he was directly ejected far away by the Cavaliers' counterattack, and he looked even more embarrassed.
From the newly raised Barrett's surroundings, the flames were gradually squeezed out by a barrier that resembled air currents. The 'Broken Peak', which had originally emitted starlight, began to become real and illusory, and it swept towards the old knight with a cold blue light, and the flames around it seemed to be suddenly extinguished under the light of the sword.
The blades of the two sides collided with each other again, and the opponent's golden long sword was slightly extended, and Barrett's 'Broken Peak' was easily stopped. The golden light of the flames and the awe-inspiring sword glow intertwined. The deafening sound of swords clashing in the middle of the fire also told everyone that there was a fierce battle going on there.
The army behind the two of them no longer watched the battle in the sea of fire all the time, but unfortunately they couldn't participate in it with the strength of ordinary soldiers. And the knights of Norhan were pointing while watching Barrett's performance.
Suddenly, the air twisted, and Barrett activated the Divine Instant effect to roll backwards. Rolling out of the gate like an iron ball, he straightened up and subconsciously touched his neck, for he was almost beheaded by the old knight. At this time, the soldiers on both sides realized that a dark guy stood up in the sea of fire at some point.
The man was dressed in a black silk bodysuit, and his head and face were covered with a black cloth, as if he were a ghost in the night. In the man's hand was a sharp dagger with blood dripping from one end. Then he leaped lightly into the flames, the flames seemingly ignoring his presence.
The old knight looked at the opponent in front of him who had narrowly escaped death, bowed his head and sighed. Because at this moment there was an extra gap in his armor, and the blood that dripped from it immediately turned into green smoke when it fell to the ground. Then he swung the sword in his hand again, and a golden light conjured up a flash of light, forcing Barrett back to attack again, and then rushed out of the city gate.
Then the arrows in the sky shot into the hole in the city gate, making Barrett, who was about to pursue, embarrassed. The fierce battle just now consumed a considerable amount of energy from the old knight, and with the sneak attacker's sword, there must be a cushion material to restore the combat power. After all, for an old man, while the years have brought him a wealth of experience, they have also taken away a lot from him.
At the same time, above the city walls, the arrows were as dense as a torrential rain falling from the sky, and the deadly arrows pierced the bodies of the soldiers who climbed the ladder. Although the heavy rain obstructs the line of sight, in this kind of environment, if you shoot down, you can always hit the target. But this group of elites has indeed been on the battlefield for a long time, and the first batch of warriors has just fallen, and the people behind immediately took down the shield from the hands of the corpse and rushed up the ladder again.
"The Norhans are up!" A man screamed, but his voice suddenly stopped, as something pierced his chest. Such shouts represented the fall of a section of the wall, and a large number of soldiers with blades in hand rushed to the location where the sound was heard. But the non-commissioned officer who climbed to the top of the city raised his sword and fell, and a head protected by a helmet flew up.
Just as the civilian in Boram's territory climbed up to this son on his own and wanted to attack the watchtower on the city wall further, seven or eight lightly armored soldiers poured out in front of him, holding various weapons to block his way.
The sword light flashed, and immediately a person fell with a sword. But others have already made a timely counterattack with their own weapons. But I don't know if it's a gap in strength, such a counterattack is either in vain or blocked by the opponent's armor.
The sparks from the clash of swords reflected so brightly in the dim rain. The non-commissioned officer's swordsmanship was quite superb, and he alone withstood a considerable attack. At the same time, he opened up a relatively safe offensive base for the soldiers behind him - but at this time he was only left to defend.
At this moment, someone suddenly abandoned the ladder and jumped directly to the top of the city on his own legs. Immediately after that, this guy seemed to be a bloodthirsty demon, wielding the battle axe in his hand, constantly devouring the lives of the people around him. The axe, which was full of gaps, inevitably took away a few unfortunate souls with each swing, and it itself seemed to be shattered by overuse in the next moment. But even so, a large number of corpses were still rapidly piling up around this evil spirit. At the same time, thanks to his efforts, the attackers on this section of the wall became more and more numerous.
The magician on the watchtower noticed the anomaly at the first moment, and he stood behind the female wall and looked at the area. With his hands crossed over his chest, he swiped the mark and began to chant a mysterious and intricate incantation—the least affected group of the caster last night, and they were able to maintain their usual strength at this time.
Suddenly, a brilliant meteor fell from the sky. Although he was happy to kill, the axe man seemed to always maintain a certain degree of vigilance. A sudden sense of crisis rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, causing every cold hair of the butcher to stand on end.
He didn't have to look up to feel a touch of orange flying towards him. Without thinking, the guy lifted a corpse and threw it at the pillar of fire, while he himself turned around and jumped off the city.
Ten thousand sparks exploded in midair, and the corpse turned into a burning fireball, scattering in all directions, and the people below dodged one after another. Then a series of explosions rang out, and the elite soldiers below who had worked so hard to get to the top of the city looked so vulnerable in front of the churning fire clouds. The flying fires and scorched air easily turned them into a ball of fire.
Although Norhan is known as the strongest brigade in the Western Continent, in the face of such an attack, he can only wait for the help of the caster in the rear. The "fiery clouds" that resemble the sunset are like lava in hell, easily robbing them of their health. Neither the heavy armor nor the solid shield could stop the pervasive scorching heat.
Fortunately, just like the previous alchemy bombs, this spell was not able to fully exert its own effect, and was successfully countered by the spellcaster on the side of Nohan. Soon the rain of arrows from Lucia became scarce - the spies' actions last night had not been able to kill or injure much of the city's defenses, but they had caused considerable damage to their stockpiles. In particular, most of the arrows were burned by a fire. Now, after a few rounds of coolness, it can no longer withstand the consumption of salvos.
If you find those skilled marksmen to shoot at the ground, they should be able to hold on for a long time, but under the influence of the downpour, few archers can do that now.
After losing the suppression of the rain of arrows, the offensive of Norhan's side began to storm one after another. In a short period of time, the Lucians were completely driven out of the city. The already mutilated iron gate was completely dismembered by the sword, and Norhan's troops began to break through the town belonging to the Lucian people.
From this moment on, this siege battle officially entered the stage of street fighting. It can be said that the time of the Nohan army to take the city is also a matter of time. Throughout the ages, once the city was broken, it was almost impossible to turn the tables by street fighting. Even those famous generals, after losing the city wall, how many can turn defeat into victory in street battles?
Sure enough, it didn't take long for the surviving Lucian defenders to open the east gate and set out on the way to escape. Ceded the city to Norhan's side. (To be continued.) )