"Chief Nostra! The Banner Command signals us to kill those trebuchets! A hawker herald lifted into the air on a griffin and hovered beside Piagi Nostra.

"Damn it! Goonke, don't rush me, don't your pig eyes see that I'm trying? Oh yes, I'm not right, sorry. You are not pig-eyes, I want to say that those commanders who gave the order were simply pig-eyes! Shit! Piagge lashed out at the herald named Gunk.

Gunk felt aggrieved, he was just giving orders, but when he defended himself, "That's what the flag instructs." After that, it was still Piagi's foul language.

"Are you big? Gunk! Reply to the commander, the only two trebuchets left of the enemy are well defended, and my griffons can't rush in, do you see those sappers and standing spears? I've got dozens of my men and their griffons skewered together! Let our trebuchet give me a little support, even if you don't hit, it doesn't matter, at least create a gap for me! Piagi mounted on the griffin, took his bow and shot arrows, knocked down an enemy trebuchet operator at once, and then waved Fagonk to give the order.

Gunk was on the verge of amnesty, and he did not want to use the saliva and "cordial greetings" of the Norstra Governor here, so he quickly pulled the griffon's reins and waved his flag as he flew towards the walls of the logging fortress.

"What is the herald talking about? Can anyone translate it for me? What a mess, is that really a trained herald? When the battle is over, I want to let him know that he is a herald, not some baboon wielding a stick! Gvir saw a hurried waving finger on a griffin, anxious and angry.

"Your Excellency, Commander! You're wrong about him! It is the Eagle's unique flag code, and unlike the usual flags, their flag is specially designed to prevent the enemy from discovering the true intentions of the heralds! A herald of griffons explained to Geville.

"Quick, explain what he said?"

"I'll see, um... The enemy is well garrisoned and unable to carry out orders, calling for remote support. That's right, that's what it means. The herald narrowed his eyes and read twice before he could fully translate Gonke's banner.

"Alright! All right! I knew it wasn't that easy! Herald! Watchtower No. 3 on the north side shifted its fire, aimed it in the direction of the trebuchet, and ordered our trebuchet to turn as well, supporting Piaghi's Eagle Fighters. Giver said.

The herald hesitated for a moment, then said, "Your Excellency, the trebuchet is helping to suppress the army in the rear of the enemy army, and if the trebuchet turns, the difficulty of our city wall defense will skyrocket!" ”

Geville said angrily: "Damn, who is the commander?" Can't you understand me? Trebuchet turn! All! Immediately! Right away! Don't think about anything rear! We must save the few remaining watchtowers! Activate the pendulum axe on the wall, and the soldiers with the rest of the garrison will take out the hot oil, and burn the Tangnis mongrels for me, and we won't have a chance to use the hot oil again. Why, don't frown, it's just oil, are you going to keep them and try to make them cubs? ”

When the herald heard Gvir say this, he had to go and give the order as it was. The Logging Fortress does not have a lot of hot oil reserves, and it is boiled from the animal fat accumulated during hunting. The soldiers of the logging fortress are usually reluctant to eat this oil, and it can be said that today all this hot oil is saved from the mouths of every soldier in the logging fortress. What is certain is that the soldiers of the logging fortress will not be willing to take out this oil to kill the enemy, although they know that sooner or later it will be consumed in war. But knowing that it is distressing or not, that is another matter, but that does not prevent them from killing a few more Tangnis invaders.

"A barrel of oil for a dozen Tangnis cubs, it's worth it." They consoled themselves so much.

All 3 trebuchets are turned to support Piaggi's Eagle Fighters. Huge boulders fell from the sky, like a meteor shower, and smashed into the center of the Tangnis trebuchet troops. The soldiers of Tangernes guarding the position were full of mourning. No one tried to defend against trebuchets with any shield - it was an egg hitting a stone. The only thing these soldiers could do was to pray that the stones would not fall on their heads, and that they would not run around and be hit on their heads.

Without the trebuchet, the speed at which the soldiers of Tangnis ascended the city walls through the siege ladders increased significantly. However, this was clearly not a perfect opportunity, and the pendulum axe fixed to the side of the wall swept from one side of the wall to the other as the fixed rope was cut, like a pendulum.

The Targnis soldiers on the siege ladders were obviously in trouble, and many siege ladders were cut off by the huge swing axes, and the Targnis soldiers above them naturally fell with them. 7,8 siege ladders broke and smashed into the rushing cart that was storming the gates of the logging fortress, breaking its bearings in one fell swoop.

The engineering truck in front of the city gate turned into a silent fragment, along with the Tangnis soldiers who operated it behind.

"Clean up quickly! Send another rushing car up! Napolion ordered.

"My lord, we've already destroyed two of the vans, and we're only the last one!" A non-commissioned officer reported.

"It doesn't matter! The gates of the Zanmir are crumbling, and our rushing carts will surely break through the gates of the logging fortress! Napolion said firmly.

In fact, it has exceeded his expectations. In Napoleon's calculations, he only needed two rushing carts to destroy the gates of the Logging Fortress - this was already the result of his overestimation of the gates of the Logging Fortress. Still, Napolion apparently underestimated the garrison of the logging fortress. According to Master Gaget's plan, although the army led by Prapi Bolton attacked the Wolf's Tooth Fortress in the northwest, and the army led by Foster attacked the logging fortress in the west, these two places were only used as feints.

What affects the success or failure of the entire battle is whether the "Dragon Teng Dunjia" technique cooperated by "that lady" and Yanqiu Daochang can be successfully implemented. In Master Gaget's plan, he would start the war without His Majesty the Emperor's knowledge, on the grounds that Zammir was secretly possessing Elsa's wanted criminal, "Brand, the Elephant Summoner", who was famous. When the emperor knew the news, he was afraid that the battle had already been fought.

However, according to Napoleon's idea, he wanted to be able to turn the feint into a full-fledged attack. Master Foster was able to accept a feint from his legion, but Napolion clearly didn't want to be a "red shirt".

"I'm going to fight all the way down the Timberfortress to Fort Longtalon." This is what Napoleon really thinks in his heart. As a result, he was a little hesitant to see "those things" at first, but now, he was not averse to using "those things" - it also happened to be one of the evidence that Zamir had hidden Bland, as long as he was careful.

Napolion apparently did not expect the logging fortress to have so many means of defense, not only with its high and low turrets, but also with "slippery knick-knacks" such as swing axes, hot oil, horse rejection, nail piles, and rolling stones. But as with his superiority, Naborion saw it as nothing more than a stubborn struggle for a lumberjack fortress in terms of absolute strength.

"Speed up and storm the walls! It's almost getting dark! I want you to take the entire Logging Fortress before the sun rises tomorrow! Napolion ordered.

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It was late at night, and the whole Wolf's Tooth Castle was immersed in a temporary joy. Although there were sentinels on the city walls, the snoring was still accompanied by the howls of wild beasts, like a lute music played by a duo.

A few crisp metallic sounds broke the silence of the night.

"Hey, James, did you hear anything? Feed! Wake up, James! A sentry woke up his companion.

James snored, nodded his head sharply, and then woke up from his sleep: "Oh, what's wrong, Peter? ”

"James, did you hear anything just now? There seems to be some strange sound. ”

"Don't be stupid, Peter. I said, man. You don't think the Tangnis mongrels are going to sneak up tonight, do you? There was a cliff down there, and with the weight of the armor of a Tangnis soldier, it was impossible to climb up—not even with a grappling hook. If you want me to say, it must be the cry of a night owl. James said disappreciatively.

"Huh~~Huh~~"

"Look, Peter, I said it's a night owl, right? There are always these little things that disturb dreams in this area. Dude, sleep for a while, don't be suspicious, when this battle is over, I invite you to drink... ”

However, before James could finish his words, the sharp edge of a black knife slashed through his neck. James's head fell to the ground, and he remained safe until he died.

Peter's astonished words were not good: "Jen... James... Enemy... Yes... Mutter. Peter was about to scream, but his voice was only half a word, and he was covered in the mouth and a dagger was thrown into his eye socket.

A group of Tangnis soldiers in cloth armor climbed the wall, gently placed their bodies on the ground, and then lurked along the wall.

Peter did have a good ear, and James drank too much wine at dinner. However, James never got a chance to treat his brother Peter to a drink again. Of course, the fate of the Wolf's Tooth Fort is also shaky.