Meria stood at the head of the city and commanded the battle, while at the same time, she also left the lives of many Beru soldiers in her hands, and the walls of Boer City have been turned into meat grinders, and one life after another has been lost here.

Nile didn't know when he came behind Meria.

"My lord, don't you really need us to dispatch?" Nile was the commander of the gunpowder troops this time, in order to ensure that the attack could be launched immediately after Meria gave the order, Nile led his own gunpowder troops, as well as the large throwing arms lined up under the tower, and waited for a long time, the blood on the battlements flowed down the stairs, but they still did not get Meria's attack order.

"No, I don't. Meria's reply was quiet, "Just keep standing by below." ”

At this time, on the wall of Nile's life, a Beru soldier rushed up with a strange scream, and as a result, his throat was immediately pierced by a spear, and the blood that flew out even sprayed on Nile's face.

However, before the Beru soldier fell, he directly grabbed the spear on his body, and under the effect of inertia, he directly took the Noah City soldier holding the spear down with him.

Nile couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, he could feel the fierceness of the battle on the tower from the shouts of killing from above, but the cruelty of the scene was far beyond his imagination.

"Without my orders, even if the enemy rushes to the top of the city, you can't attack without permission, understand?" Meria said loudly.

"Yes, my subordinates understand!"

Nile wiped the blood from his face with his hand, and retreated a little helplessly, watching the scene of flesh and blood flying on the city wall.

In siege warfare, the besieging side usually has to pay greater sacrifices, and the defending side can block the enemy through the official affairs of the city wall, at the beginning, the defenders of Boer City had almost no major casualties, but as time went by, the casualty ratio of the two rooms was approaching a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

The defenders on the city wall had already been fighting with the enemy, and now they had no time to care about the situation under the city, and the Belu soldiers, under the command of the commander, began to pile sandbags under the city wall again, without the obstruction of the rain of arrows, this time the sandbags were piled up faster, and more and more Belu people climbed the city wall through the sandbags.

Thousands of armies finally fought together, but the scene was not spectacular. It's not heroic, it's only cold, bloody, and cruel. Because this is in the city, it is impossible for the two sides to start a too large-scale melee, this kind of skirmish, the most test of personal combat ability, in this regard, these soldiers in Boer City, who have little actual combat experience, are not at all the opponents of the battle-hardened soldiers of the Second Legion of Belu.

Frank Lampard stared at the city, the battle had begun so far, the course of the battle was quite satisfactory to him, and the current loss of troops was completely within his acceptable range, but what made him a little curious was that the enemy's hole cards he was expecting had not yet shown any clues.

However, Lampard is not in a hurry, with the absolute superiority of forces, he can use the oppressive force brought by the force to bring absolute pressure to the defending side, according to this situation, it is only a matter of time before Boer City changes hands.

Half an hour of scuffle passed, and the walls were still on the side of the city of Boer, but now the front line of the battlefield had moved from the edge of the battlements to the city walls, and more and more Belu soldiers climbed the walls through sandbags to fight with the defenders of the city of Boer.

Of the defenders of Bol, Kiru was definitely the most dazzling, and the fierce Beru left five or six wounds on his body, all of which were recorded by his own skill. Although the wound is not fatal, the pain of the movement pulls the nerves, which will more or less affect the battle of Kiru. And the more Beru people who left their lives in Kiru's hands, Kiru's longsword was quite fast, and each sword accurately took out an enemy who rushed in front of him.

The other Belu soldiers also spotted the stubble, and in an instant, several soldiers pounced together, forming a small encirclement.

Kiru did not panic because of the sudden arrival of the enemy, the long sword in his hand fell quickly, the first Beru soldier only saw a phantom, he felt that his fingers holding the weapon were cold, the fingers were directly cut off, and the spear sent forward was directly nailed to the wall of Boer City, and then Kiru's long sword was sent into his chest, and the splash of blood sprayed all over Kiru's face, and Kiru cut off half of the head of another soldier as if he didn't know it, and at the same time let the enemy stab him in the chest, allowing the long knife to cut a wound in the shoulder。

A Boer City soldier beside Kiru directly raised the crossbow machine in his hand, and with the sound of the buckle frame, another enemy beside Kiru directly abolished the city wall under the powerful impact of the crossbow arrow.

Kiru took a deep breath, his hands were already covered with blood, the armor on his body was stained with the blood of I don't know if it was his own or someone else's, and the hilt of the long sword couldn't be held because of the slippery blood, Kiru directly threw the weapon aside, picked up another sword from the ground behind him, and continued to devote himself to the battle.

"My lord, it seems that our forces are a little insufficient. ”

At this point, Lampard's lieutenant suddenly spoke.

The more than 4,000 troops they threw into the front line died a lot when they first stacked sandbags, and more and more of the Belu soldiers were turned into dead bodies piled up under the city of Boer in the fierce battles on the walls.

The muscles twitching slightly in the corners of Lampard's eyes, and the corpses piled up under the walls were even half the height of sandbags, and blood was dripping from the cracks in the walls.

"No, not anymore. Lampard suddenly looked at the commander of Kelnilo beside him: "It's your turn to play next, right? ”

Novak was clasping his hand between his teeth, this level of combat was indeed no fun for him, this city defense army of Boer City, in front of the men of the Northern Army, was as immature as a child.

"Rest assured, my target is only their senior officers. Novak laughed: "Tomorrow morning we will launch a second wave of attacks." ”

"Tomorrow morning?" Lampard's adjutant widened his eyes, the city was about to fall, and his own adults were worried about the casualties of the troops, even if the commander from the main army of the Great Empire actually gave the enemy time to breathe at this time?

"Everything is up to Novak. Lampard nodded, slamming the saddle in his hand, and the horse slowly turned around and walked in the direction of the camp a few kilometres away.