The fierce siege battle continued until late in the evening. 【】Under the fortress of Dilan, the corpses were already piled up, and the flames attached to the flame tar bombs of the magician and the arrows shot by the savage dwarf were very strong, and even the blood bubbling out of the corpses could not be extinguished, so the corpses under the fortress were burned out of one large pit after another, which had a great negative impact on the besieging troops, of course, the disgusting smell in the air can be imagined.

To the left of the fortress of Dilan, the Peasant Volunteers from the Wheat Plains had gathered in a haphazard sea, and a large number of reserves could be seen from afar. But on the right side of the Dilan Fortress, three neat and huge phalanxes suddenly appeared!

The phalanx gives people the feeling that it is a torrent of steel, rolling in, even if it is so far away, it also gives people the feeling that they will rush in and devour people alive!

This is the henchman troop that Scott pulled out of Riptide Castle, and among the three huge phalanxes, the largest and largest number of them is undoubtedly the phalanx of the masked minions, in fact, two of the three leaders of the masked minions are Scott's men. In the second phalanx, there are mainly black iron heavy shield giant hammermen, these iron bumps are originally simple-minded and well-developed limbs, not to mention that the main and deputy leaders were killed by the monster Marse. When the dragons were leaderless, they were bewitched by the temporary castle master.

The main force in the third phalanx is the Knights of the Single-Axe Heavy Shield (Bird Male), these guys who run quickly and defend against the odd strength are Scott's direct legions, they are the smallest in number, but predictably, the explosive power is absolutely amazing. Once these nearly 100 knights with heavy axes and heavy shields attack the fortress, it will be a massacre in an instant! Even if Allen recovers and debuts immediately, it is impossible to cause a reversal!

So far, the rebels have not sent troops, but Scott has stationed his main force there, which has invisibly played two very terrible roles, the first is that the reinforcements have become enemy troops, and at the same time, it has broken the morale of the other side while cutting off the hope of reinforcements from Fort Riptide at Fort Dylan. The second is to lead but not provoke, making people feel that they are recuperating, which brings huge pressure to the defenders, and the defenders feel that as long as they show the slightest flaw, then this group of former friendly troops under the city will mercilessly rush up and give their tired soldiers a fatal blow!

Night is falling, and every half hour during this period, the three heroes will drive those cannon fodder farmer volunteers to attack. They made it clear that they were going to use crowd tactics, but the three heroes' plan made John, the defender of the fortress, a headache, exhausted, and suffering from a lack of manpower, so he could only grit his teeth and die.

The fortress of Dilan is lit up all year round, but because of the consumption of items such as fire oil, and in order to prevent the city from being attacked by magic below, only the dim lights on the city head shine with a sad light. It was still quietly flashing in a veiled way, even if it was the dinner that was served, everyone was eating it carefully, and the only ones who dared to shout were the wounded who were badly injured.

In the brightly lit hall inside the fortress, a very burly bald man in silver-white armor was walking around anxiously, shouting and questioning in a roaring way:

"All dead? They're all dead! You're going to lose three hundred and forty-eight of you to those damned farmers! Fuck with the Duke's personal guards to help, how many are still holding out on the city walls now? ”

The three men sitting across from the bald man were all wounded, and blood was oozing from the white cloth that wrapped the wounds, and they frowned and gritted their teeth, as if they were speechless. Only the lights flickered quietly. Finally, an elite two-handed giant sword heavy swordsman spoke up and defended:

"Those guys are farmers, but there are too many of them! Fearless of death, they rushed forward as if they were hypnotized by demons, and they also received a large amount of equipment and equipment as reinforcements, all of which were transported from Riptide Castle! Three hundred and forty-eight of us died, and those damned bugs died twenty times as many as us. Thirty times? What's more, half of these three hundred and forty-eight people died under the sneak attack of the magicians hiding in the peasant group below."

John took a few deep breaths, his face turned pale, and he wanted to scold loudly, but even he knew that what his subordinates said was right, and irritably turned the topic to another aspect:

"How is the Duke's injuries?"

A squire came out with a cower - to be precise, the unfortunate man had been forcibly pushed out by his companion to bear the wrath of Master John, and said cowardly:

"Also...... It's going to take some time. ”

His voice stopped abruptly, for John had drawn a great sword with a wide blade, as high as a man, and slapped it at the squire like a fly!

The scene can only be described as the scene after a beetle is forcefully stepped on.

The bloody corpse was a chill to the hall, but John's irritability seemed to be vented with the bubbling blood. The giant sword in his hand trembled with the ups and downs of his breath, and he said calmly:

"Push the reserves to the city walls, withdraw the warriors who have held out until now, and issue a declaration that Lord Allen will heal his wounds in six hours and lead us to repel the traitors!"

Everyone was overjoyed at first, and then felt that it was quite inappropriate, and one of them hesitated and tentatively said:

"My lord, Duke Allen, will he really recover in six hours to lead us? If the Duke didn't say this, then he was afraid of ......"

John was unaware of the apprehension in the man's words, and said coldly:

"If you don't show up within six hours, then it doesn't matter if he doesn't show up after that. Don't say anything to come to me to ask for sin, after the fortress is broken, under the nest, will there be no eggs? ”

When everyone heard this, a chill welled up in their spines. For a while, what I was going to say next, what I wanted to say was frozen in my mouth, throat, and stomach, and there was a dead silence in the room, which was unexpectedly reminiscent of the grave.

……

In the darkness of the night, the peasant volunteers, lured by King Arthur's demagoguery and food, continued to attack the city. Under the hypnosis of hunger and mental anesthesia, these honest farmers completely forgot their fear and pain, numbly continued to attack at a frequency of half an hour, ignoring death and blood, and the human resources on the vast wheat plain were really quite abundant, not to mention that at this time, the punishment knight Scott also took the initiative to open the weapon armor depot in the Riptide Castle, and was very active in providing the farmer volunteer equipment!

Although the three heroes of the plot are still at a wary distance from Scott, the two sides have reached a temporary willingness to cooperate under the urging of a common goal. This union is like a union between a more shy man and a woman, first slowly approaching, then chatting, then holding hands, then touching, and then ooxx. There is always a process to get into the honeymoon phase. Scott's gesture of kindness in donating weapons is the embodiment of the process of starting to "stroke".

The next round of siege of the peasant volunteers had already selected their equipment, and stood numbly and scattered, waiting for an order to be given, and then rushed to the fortress of Dilan. The fourth and others who were hiding in the shadows next to them also changed into yellow tattered linen costumes worn by the peasant volunteers, and the purpose was naturally obvious, wanting to take advantage of the chaos of the siege to blend into the camp tent of the three heroes of the plot and suddenly stab with a thunderous blow!

But just when Lao Hu was about to rush out first, he suddenly had an extra hand on his shoulder!

A fair-skinned, steady, powerful, neat hand.

According to Lao Hu's bull-like surname, it is the kind that even the wire rope on his body will be broken alive once he starts, but the hand was gently on his shoulder, and Lao Hu immediately gave up the idea of running out.

Fang Lin frowned, his other hand pressed lightly against his temple, shook his head slightly, and made a gesture of retreating. The group immediately retreated quickly, silently re-entering the darkness.

"I'm not quite well." Fang Lin smiled bitterly: "But the time and place of your raid on the three heroes are too immature, forcing me to temporarily give up the progress of assimilating the Eye of the Fool. If you rush in like this, I'm afraid that you will be swallowed to the point that there is not even a bone left, the strength of the three heroes is already quite strong, if you can't kill it with one blow, a large number of farmer volunteers will rush up, and it will be like Alan who will bite the elephant to death! ”

"So what should we do now?" The fourth child wondered.

"Of course I waited." Fang Lin said with a tired eyebrow: "I have seen a giant ballista on the Riptide Fort, this thing is not only used to defend the city, but also to attack the city. Fort Riptide also has giant catapults and other weapons of war that are specially designed to bombard enemy siege machines, and if Scott were not so stupid, he would definitely not give up this excellent advantage. ”

"Of course, it is definitely not very convenient to transport these things, so we have to wait patiently, and wait until the siege machinery is transported out of the Riptide Fort, and the Dilan Fortress has to send people out to forcibly destroy the siege machinery, and then the chaos is the time to strike!"

(To be continued)