The sound was like boiling water into a pot, and the entire military tent immediately boiled.

"Who is it? who is so arrogant and arrogant, taking Guangyao City is like digging for something, it is really ridiculous!", a general shouted angrily at that time.

"Just because you can't do it doesn't mean that others are as incompetent as you. The voice sounded again, provocatively.

Everyone patrolled the voice, only to find that the sound came from a corner of the military tent, a middle-aged man in a black robe with silver hair was sitting there, thinking that he was the one who had just said the words "probe for the bag".

When General Jetton saw him, there was a slight displeasure on his face. But thinking of his identity, this displeasure turned into anticipation again, "It turned out to be Master Bent, I don't know what tricks you have?"

When the generals in the military tent saw this man, most of them showed disgust on their faces, but no one opened their mouths to accuse him of nonsense, and it seemed that they still had expectations for his ability.

It turned out that this person was the henchman of the new patriarch of the Falcon family, the head of the newly formed Northern Magic Regiment.

The North, like the West, has always been a magical "desert" due to its lack of resources, a "barren land" that mages disdain. It's just that after the new patriarch took office, out of nowhere, he found a group of mages to form a magic group, which caused a great sensation in the northern army.

Naturally, this magic group has a high status and is highly respected in the Northern Army.

As the head of the magic regiment and also the archmage, Mage Bent's status is even higher, and his status is stronger than that of all generals. This naturally caused dissatisfaction among many generals, after all, in the army that pays attention to military merits, this mage Bent has not achieved an inch of merit. And this mage Bent has a strange temperament, thinks very highly of himself, always puts on a haughty appearance towards people, and often hurts people with a poisonous tongue, which is even more unpleasant.

This time he went south, and Mage Bent also went out with the army, and he didn't use magic when he had a smooth ride along the way. This Mage Bent is also a loner in the army, very withdrawn, and everyone is like this person, but he didn't expect that he would jump out at this critical moment of going south.

That's when the generals thought: yes, if the conventional military strategy doesn't work, maybe magic will do.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Master Bent nodded in satisfaction. He smiled and said, "You don't have to worry, the Lord has long expected that there will be difficulties in the siege, so he has prepared special siege equipment, which will be delivered to the front line in the near future." At that time, combined with the magic of our magic group, this Shining City seems to be strong, but in fact it is vulnerable. ”

The generals looked at each other when they heard this, "What siege equipment is so magical, why have I never seen it after I have been in the army for so many years?", everyone was a little unconvinced, but Master Bent's words were convincing, it was a plan set by the Duke, and they were suspicious, so they had to follow it.

......

General Villeneuve stood on the tower, his hands on the pergola and looking into the distance. Guangyao City has long been surrounded by the northern army, and it is impassable.

General Villeneuve observed carefully for a while, and sighed: "The other party is not easy to give, this army is placed in a strict and neat manner, and there is no flaw. ”

The adjutant beside him said: "I just don't know what the hell they are doing, they have been besieging Guangyao City for three whole days, and they have done nothing except camp and digging deep ravines, and they are living here and not leaving, do they want to trap us like this?"

General Villeneuve shook his head, "If that's the case, it's what we want, but the other party's boss won't let us go so easily." Since the northern army moved south, it has had a smooth journey, attacking the city and pulling out the village, and the momentum has reached the peak. If they stagnate here, I am afraid that they will directly lose their morale, and the morale of the army will also be unstable. ”

"yes, no matter what, the other side should try to attack a few times, and I don't know what the idea is if you can't fight or retreat?" said the adjutant in the same confusion.

"In any case, we must be careful and not careless. Go and make your rounds again, and tell the sentries to be on guard and not to be lazy!", instructed General Villeneuve.

"Yes!", the adjutant got the order, and when he was about to go down the city tower, he only heard a faint horn sounding in the northern army under the city, and the formation of the northern army began to change.

"There's movement!", General Villeneuve looked down, only to see that the gate of the northern army was wide open, and a large group of men and horses were faintly lined up under banners, lined up, and stood in front of the four gates of Guangyao City not far from the moat of Guangyao City, according to the four directions of southeast, northwest, and north.

"The other side is ready to attack the city!, everyone prepare!", shouted General Villeneuve. In fact, without waiting for his orders, the soldiers defending the city, under the command of the team, found their positions one after another and prepared for battle.

I saw that the ranks of the Northern Army cracked one after another, and several big guys were slowly pushed out from the middle of the camp: there were more than two people tall, and the sharp and cold light at the front end of the siege vehicle. There is a rectangular shape that looks like a towering cloud ladder with a shooting port in the middle.

General Villeneuve must have thought that there was no trebuchet, which was good news. But he didn't dare to be careless, maybe the trebuchet hadn't been built yet.

I saw a large number of soldiers rushing out of the northern army, looking from the city, like a little black ant. Densely packed towards the moat, like an ant tide.

"Shoot, shoot!", the archers opened their bows and released their arrows at the loud command of the leader. In the "buzzing" sound, the arrow rain fell, and I saw that in the ant tide on the ground, there were large black spots dented from time to time, motionless, but then they were covered by the black spots that caught up behind, like a tide, endless.

The soldiers tried to bend over and run as fast as they could. They carry heavy sacks on their backs as their "shields". It's a pity that the sack is a sack after all, and it can't protect the head and other vital points, and it contains dirt rather than iron.

The iron arrows flying in the sky always take a life away with ease. With so much kinetic energy, the arrows were able to easily penetrate the thin armor worn by these warriors. Whether it's the iron of their coat or the heavy lining, it's as fragile as tissue paper on the edge of these sharp arrows.

And their lives are so fragile, on this battlefield, "life is thinner than paper" is not an adjective, but a real tragedy and fact that is being staged.

The young face fell heavily on the dry earth with a slight twist, and the originally vigorous fire of life in his eyes gradually dimmed, and finally turned to gray and black. Their complexions varied, from ugly to handsome, to ordinary. Their life experiences and growth trajectories are also different, and they all have their own wonderful or sad lives before this day.

But today, they all have the same end: death.