"Is this shit all in your head?

Frank Lampard swung his horsewhip so hard that the guards standing beside him couldn't help but shrink their necks for fear that the whip would come to their heads.

Needless to say, Lampard's prestige in the Second Army was not to mention, and as soon as Lampard became angry, the commanders on the front line immediately increased the investment of troops, wanting to complete the battle.

The enemy's frantic offensive put a lot of pressure on the walls of Boer City, but at this time, the fear and nervousness of these soldiers before the battle were gone, and there was only hatred and bloodthirsty flames in their eyes.

Under the cover of enemy archers, more and more soldiers crossed the moat and rushed directly under the city walls, rushing up the battlements along the piled up sandbags.

Bloody hand-to-hand combat ensued.

"Prepare your weapons!"

Kiru's loud voice sounded on the castle tower, in fact, from the beginning of the battle to the present, this part of the army commanded by Kiru has caused the greatest damage to the enemy, and after hearing Kiru's order, the soldiers behind the archers have picked up the spears placed under their feet.

"Poof!"

Kiru pulled his sword from his waist, and he let out a soft breath without the slightest nervousness. Behind him were more than forty soldiers under him. A group of five people is ready to fight. Kiru squinted his eyes, his narrow eyes were full of cold murderous aura, and the long sword in his hand seemed to have a layer of frost condensed.

The Beru soldiers crashed into the defenders on the city wall like a torrent crashing into a rock, stirring up waves of blood, and people on both sides continued to fall, and blood splattered out. The Belu soldiers who rushed forward first were all fierce and fearless of death. They only thought about presenting themselves in front of the commander, under the cover of the arrows of their companions. They jumped sharply onto the wall, brandishing their sabers and rushing in front of them.

At this time, it was not the stage for the archers, and the defenders on the walls were all replaced with all the spears, and when the enemy jumped up the city with sandbags, they stabbed the spears directly into the enemy's chest.

This is definitely the first time that many thin soldiers have experienced such a battle, and some people even stuck their spears in the enemy's body because of excessive force, and flew down the tower together, fear has been left behind by them, and if they want to live, they can only kill the enemy in front of them.

The battle orders that the defenders on the city walls need to carry out are simple, a repetitive but simple and effective action.

The front-row warriors blocked the Turks with their shields, and the back-row spearmen stabbed their sharp spears into the enemy's chest, and then slowly retreated, letting the enemy's corpse roll down and wait for the enemy behind.

This tactic, in fact, during this period of time, the soldiers of Boer City have practiced many times, and since Boer City got the news of the battle on the front line of Yoder Town, they began to arrange such training subjects. For the sake of the possible siege battles, it is unrealistic to rely on archers alone to solve the battle.

Of course, not everyone in the defenders is fighting in this way, and Kiru is an exception.

Kiru's saber is a little higher than ordinary people's weapons, if it is replaced by someone else, such a long sword will be very awkward to use, but in Kiru's hands, the long sword flies up and down directly, no formation and formation are needed, as long as the weapon in his hand is constantly chopping forward, although Kiru's body is relatively thin, but his arm strength and muscle explosiveness are outstanding, and some Beru soldiers who have just climbed the city wall were directly stabbed by Kiru, and the corpse was thrown directly from the city wall. In the round of fighting, blood continued to flow down the tip of the sword, completely wetting the hilt, and Kiru's hands became all blood, and he felt a little slippery when he grasped the hilt.

Kiru's blade slashed through the throat of one of the Beru soldiers in front of him, and the Beru's head and body suddenly became two parts, rolling down the blood-soaked sandbag, and suddenly he felt someone behind him tap her on the shoulder, and Kiru turned sharply to see Meria with blood on her face.

"Your Excellency, you?"

"I don't feel like the enemy is trying to kill us in one go, they're more like they're tempting. ”

Meria's voice was loud, and in this deafening environment, it was difficult to hear it if it wasn't loud, even from a face-to-face distance.

"Although it is a temptation, the combat effectiveness of this vanguard force is still very strong. Kiru's face was equally gloomy.

Meria nodded: "I have seen it in the battle just now, these reunion troops, at most, will not exceed three thousand, these numbers even have an advantage over our troops, the enemy's sandbags are piled up very narrowly, and a few people will come up at a time, so we feel that the enemy's attacks are continuous, and our soldiers will be under a lot of pressure if they go on like this, and their bodies will soon be tired." ”

Kiru nodded, these recruits can still overcome the fear of death through their will, but when this momentum is gone, the body's instinctive reaction will appear.

The commander of the Second Legion of Beru, Frank Lampard, gave the impression that the countries of the Fjords of Death were as fierce as wolves, but it was clear that he was not as brainless as a beast when attacking the city, and he was quite cautious in the allocation of troops.

"Moreover, those 'reinforcements' of the enemy have not yet participated in the offensive, and if these main forces are not available, our gunpowder weapons will not be taken out. At least for now, the casualty ratio of our personnel is within my acceptable range. ”

The corpses were constantly being thrown from the city to clear out the place of the fight, and the blood that flowed, like a waterfall, was sprinkled from the city, all of which was seen by Lampard, whose face was gloomy, the small stubble on the edge of his lips trembled slightly with the muscles on his face, and the mounts under his crotch seemed to sense the master's state of mind at this time, and swayed from side to side uneasily.

So far, Lampard has not seen anything outstanding about this Boer city, this small city, which is not even marked on a rough map, can actually become a target for the Kelnilo, and his previous caution also comes from this, the situation on the battlefield tells him that as long as all these soldiers under his command are sent to the battlefield, even if they are piled up with corpses, they can pile up a road to the tower, but as a commander, his instinctive instinct tells him that there is absolutely some secret hidden in this city。