After giving the order to charge, McCann never looked behind him again, even as the shrill whistling of spears tearing through the air could be heard overhead, and the heart-rending screams of soldiers could be heard behind him.

As a veteran of the battlefield and the most knowledgeable soldier in this unit, McCann knew very well that once he launched a charge, he could not turn back, could not stop, and could not retreat until the retreat order was issued.

Only the faster they can cross the range of enemy ranged units and get closer to the city walls, the troops will be able to gain a relatively safe space for the time being.

This safety is relative, because whether you are exposed to a long-range strike or start to climb the wall, you will suffer far more violent blows than you are at the moment.

So, after giving the order to charge, McCann kept rushing forward, while shouting loudly to keep the others from being affected by the rear.

In fact, the current situation is already the best for him.

The enemy's archer troops focused all their attention on their own ranged troops, giving them a very safe opportunity to storm the opponent's wall, and of course he didn't want to miss it, so he kept urging, hoping that the troops could accelerate and speed up.

This safe environment was finally broken after two rounds of fire between the two sides, and the enemy command seemed to finally realize their presence, and the archer troops finally aimed their arrows at them.

McCann guessed that the other commander must be a rookie, because at this time he remembered to attack the charging team, it was obviously too late, they were only less than 30 meters away from the moat, such a distance, the other side only had time to fire a salvo at most.

"Shield!" McCann ordered, and everyone immediately took off their shields from their backs and put them on their hands.

This shield is different from the previous one, it is round in shape, and it is smaller, it is intended for individual soldiers, and it has a certain defensive ability, and it will not hinder the battle.

For McCann, this is enough, at the cost of a small number of casualties, it is quite cost-effective to rush over faster.

Where there is war, there are casualties, and McCann never had the delusion to fight a war without casualties.

There were a few screams around him, but there were not many of them, indicating that there were very few people who had been hit by the arrows, which satisfied McCann, and once again focused on the moat ahead.

"Hook ready!" another command, and McCann himself took the hook in his hand.

"Lost!" nearly two hundred hooks flew towards the other side of the moat, as if weaving a belt into the river, and the situation was spectacular.

At the same time, above the city wall, Avina pushed away the wooden plank that stood in front of her and walked to the side of the city wall.

Cahill hurriedly grabbed the side to protect her, he knew how important this woman was to the lord.

"It's fine. Avina said, but she didn't stop Cahill, she raised a hand, and with a flick of it, a small bottle flew out of her hand.

After doing this, Avina immediately retreated, hiding behind the plank.

Cahill's eyes were drawn to the vial.

The small bottle didn't know what it was made of, and it began to disintegrate when it flew in mid-air, and the bottle was completely shattered in a blink of an eye, and the transparent liquid contained in it spilled out like that, and then fell into the moat below.

It was a small episode that McCann didn't even notice, or even if he did, he wouldn't have paid attention to it, for his hook had already grasped the ground on the opposite bank, and his whole body was already above the moat.

Bang!

With a bang, McCann landed firmly in the moat, walked two quick steps, approached the wall, and then turned his head.

Call!

A wave of heat is coming!

McCann didn't know whether he turned his head first and then felt the heat wave or because he felt the heat wave, and at this time he was already shocked by the scene in front of him!

Not far from him, the originally incomparably calm and clear moat actually ignited a raging fire in the blink of an eye!

It's not surprising that it's on fire, even in the water, McCann himself knows two ways to set fire to it.

To his surprise, the speed of the fire spread so fast that from the time he landed to the time he turned around, it only took 3 seconds at most, and the entire moat was already covered with fire.

He was also surprised that the temperature of the fire was so high that he felt the hairs on his face curl up a few meters away.

It was only a moment, and the next moment, McCann was terrified, he was the first to cross the river, and there were at least three groups of people behind him!

At the same time as he reacted, there were already screams and the sound of falling water from the river!

The screams were far more screaming than the previous volleys of the enemy, and two whole groups of people were engulfed in the fire!

The hot flames ignited them instantly.

The group of people in front of them was already close to the shore, only a few of them could not bear the pain and fell into the river, and most of them still fell.

As soon as the clever man landed, he began to roll in a vain attempt to extinguish the flames on his body, and there were people who were standing, screaming, and flapping.

"Help!" McCann hurriedly ordered, and the people who came before didn't care about going to the city, and went to help his colleagues put out the fire first.

The next group of people was much more miserable, they had just taken off from that side, and just crashed into the flames, most of them could not help but send their hands holding hooks and ropes and fell into the lake, and only a few people forced themselves through the sea of fire.

However, those few people fell directly after they landed, and none of them could get up, they had already died in the fire, and they just flew over by the inertia of rushing forward and pulling!

In addition to these two groups, there was also a group of people who were separated by the flames on the other side of the moat, and they did not dare to cross the flames like that, so they were exposed to the range of the bow and arrow.

"Shoot the arrows!" On the city wall, Avina's crisp voice sounded a little terrifying at this time, like the call of death, and immediately, 100 arrows flew down the city wall and shot towards the dozens of people.

"Disperse on either side, go to the other two walls and find a way to cross the river yourself!" McCann's order finally sounded in time, and the men woke up like they had just woken up from a dream, and hurriedly diverged from the arrows to both sides.

The three walls of the city could not be held by the number of enemy troops, which McCann had long noticed, but the problem was that their own troops were also insufficient, if a few hundred more people came and the melee troops were 800, McCann would dare to divide the troops into three sides, and he would be able to easily take the city wall.

But it's a pity that there aren't so many ifs in the war, and the best siege plan can only be used to save lives at this time.

In the rear, Tior's eyes were about to crack, and of course she saw the sea of fire, but she didn't know how many people were swallowed by the sea of fire.

However, she could see the casualties in the rear.

The enemy's peculiar throwing guns have already fired three volleys, and the casualties of the rear troops have reached nearly a hundred!

Before the enemy has been confronted with real swords and guns, the casualties of the troops have reached one-fifth!

Tior was suddenly a little confused, the direction of the war was no longer in her hands......