"Here," Asona summoned the commanders of each of the mercenary regiments that participated in the attack, and her hand was on a rudimentary defense map, which was clearly drawn yesterday. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"This place is guarded by the Clippers, who are relatively weak compared to the other three and can be used as a breakthrough for us. ”

"But," said one of the mercenary captains, a little timidly, "this is the middle of the wall." ”

"Of course," Asona patted the map, "Such an obvious thing, the commander of the other side can naturally see it, put the slightly weaker Clippers in the middle, and the other two mercenary groups on the left and right are also more convenient to support." Therefore, this siege must be fast, and the mercenaries of the Clippers must be quickly defeated and that section of the city wall must be captured. ”

"This kind of thing," the mercenary captains hesitated, "I think it's still too difficult." ”

"Well, it's a bit of a tough thing to break through to you," Asona nodded, "I'll ask Phartis to organize a storming team to support it." ”

"Also," the clerk of Roden-Ross, who had been standing silently, suddenly spoke, "I can promise on behalf of my boss that the first mercenary group to storm the city will receive ten times the commission. ”

"Ten ... Ten times over!"

Everyone present swallowed, including Her Royal Highness the Princess. Because of the war situation, Roden-Ross opened the bounty very generously, and the payment was not real money, but an IOU stamped with Roden-Roth's rose stamp, so the clerk also heroically opened all kinds of eye-catching amounts. So much so that Asona once thought that this product was a detailed work sent into the trading house by Harlaus.

However, this sentence is indeed very effective, at least, those mercenary captains have changed from fear to gearing. Of course, they also made a lot of small calculations in their hearts, anyway, they just attacked the city, and they didn't say that they would conquer the city. Even if you rush in and turn around and run, the bounty is not your own?As the muffled horn sounded again, the rows of trebuchets in the back flung their long arms high again, and countless rubbles once again thundered towards the crimson city. Moreover, Princess Ai Sona, who suffered a lot yesterday, also worked hard, especially at night to send people down the mountain to mine stones by several shoals of the Ye River, not only the big stones that bombarded the city wall, but also shoveled back a lot of pebbles at the bottom of the water. You know, this pebble is also a killing weapon when used well, such as the catapult used by some poor farmers who can't afford to buy weapons for self-defense, this kind of pebble thrown out with a net made of thin rope, but it can really kill people, sometimes it is better than knives and guns! And these various stone bullets did come in handy, especially the Clippers who received heavy care, the dense flying stones made them have to raise their shields, but the result of raising the shields did block their vision, and when the solid bullets mixed in the rubble flew, they had little chance to dodge. Moreover, due to the limited space of the city wall, this solid bullet can be knocked down with a single roll, which completely disrupts the deployment of the city head at once, and the firepower of the besieging soldiers is naturally weakened by half.

Seeing this, Aisona breathed a sigh of relief, and then hurriedly gave the order to start the siege of the city! After all, there was only one stone collected in one night, and it was really hard to say how long it would last. So, the mercenaries pushed the shield carts and siege towers, carried ladders and crossbow machines, and began to advance towards the city walls.

Smack, slap, slap, smack, the Overseers held their heads and crouched behind the battlements, shivering, while Giorgio fearlessly stood on his shield and watched the siege machines slowly advancing.

"Hey!" the regimental commander anxiously nudged the crouching Overseer, "what about your trebuchet, why haven't you fought back?"

"Trebuchet?" Hearing this, the Overseer was stunned for a moment, "What trebuchet?"

"Damn, aren't there any trebuchets in the city?" shouted Joljo a little frantically, "and how did you defend the walls before!"

"Oh, oh, trebuchet!" the Overseer remembered, "it seems, they were all transported to the inner city last night, saying... Said that it was afraid of damage. ”

"WCNMLGB!" the regimental leader roared angrily, "What are you kidding, what are those masters going to let us take to defend the city!"

"Well, yesterday... Yesterday didn't seem so scary... ”

"Nonsense, that woman is really moving today!" the regimental commander still put the shield on his head and roared at his subordinates behind him, "What about the bed crossbow, hurry up and wind it up and knock out the siege tower!"

"No, regimental commander!" a sword soldier hurried over with a shield on his head, and said anxiously, "When the fire was fired yesterday, the position of the bed crossbow was exposed, and now it is being taken care of over there, and no one dares to go over there!"

"Damn, you, you, and you, hurry!" he irritably nodded four people from the sword team, "You guys are wearing shields, protecting the crossbow team, and controlling the bed crossbows, hurry up!"

As soon as his words fell, he heard a roar behind him, and the regimental commander quickly turned around, only to see that the bed crossbow behind him had become a piece of broken wood, and the battlements had also been smashed into a gap.

"MD, that's really unlucky!" Joljo muttered to himself, and then ordered loudly again, "Give up the bed crossbow, the enemy is coming, the sword team protects the crossbow team, give me a hard beat!" It wasn't just Joljo who was unlucky, but most of the bed crossbows still fired the first wave of attacks. After all, the arc of the trebuchet's attack is not very accurate, and if it weren't for the bed crossbow and just a fixed target, it would be possible to miss any of them.

The bolts fired from the bed crossbow did work, and several siege towers in the front row were instantly torn apart again, but the siege towers in the rear leaned up against the attack, and more shield carts protected the shooters behind them, bringing the city walls into range almost without hindrance. At this time, because the siege tower was too close to the city wall, in order to avoid accidental injury, the trebuchet finally stopped throwing stones, and the archers behind the shield cart, following the design order issued by Bandak, began to exert their strength, shooting every enemy who dared to show their heads with a dense range of arrows. However, compared to the flying stones in the sky and the solid bullets that I don't know where they will hit, this is much better, so the shooters on the city also began to fight back with the battlements, and the two sides suffered damage to each other.

Finally, in the middle of the bed crossbow, the two siege towers entered the dead end of their shooting, and then, in the face of a dense array of arrows fired at them, the mercenaries on the siege towers kicked down the pedals and rushed to the wall with their shields on their heads. At the forefront were the death squads of "Blood Blade", who quickly made a hole in the enemy formation with their amazing martial arts, providing a foothold for the follow-up mercenaries. "What, the enemy is on the wall? How is that possible?" the Overseer listened incredulously as the herald's report came. At this point, his heart was broken. What about the city of blood that was said to be good? What about the fortress that was said to be good? Why did someone else attack it in earnest once and so easily go to the top of the city?

Joljo wiped the sweat from his face, looked at the place where it had been breached, and sighed softly, "Needless to say, the Clippers are too rubbish." You see, their shooters are completely swarming and shooting, and there is no arrangement. Look at their hand-to-hand combat, there is no order, a mess of sand, and it is completely relying on brute force to be on the hard top. ”

"MD, a rogue is a rogue," the Overseer spat at the side, "the mud can't hold up the wall!" "You know, the wall they're holding on to is still firmly in the hands of the defenders, and it doesn't mean to change hands at all.

"Huo... As if he had discovered something, the regimental commander suddenly patted the Overseer on the shoulder, "Sir, if you have time to study military science, you will definitely become a pretty good commander." ”

Hearing this, the Overseer was stunned, "Hey, what do you mean?"

"You said yes," Captain Joljo smiled wryly, "that woman really hid the people of 'Bloodfront' among the mercenaries." ”

"Really?"

"I kid you not. As he spoke, he pointed to a few mercenaries who were fighting, "Do you look familiar with those people holding iron rods?"

"Familiar?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot you didn't have any soldiers," the commander scratched his helmet embarrassedly as he used his shield to block an incoming crossbow bolt, "That's the Swadia cavalryman's move with a mace. ”

"I see!" the Overseer suddenly realized, "No wonder it has become so fierce today, since the vanguard is 'Bloodfront', then these soldiers are Roden-Roth's!"

"That's right," Joljo pulled the Overseer up, pushed it to the back, and then picked up a fork and overturned a pair of ladders, and suddenly, there was an exclamation from under the city wall, "The organization, morale, and Xu Qi level of these troops today are very different from yesterday, it can only be like this! ”

"Hey!" the Overseer slapped his thigh in frustration, "The Dre Knight has mistaken the country!" Then, he tugged at the captain's sleeve and said in a panic, "Commander, let's go to the rescue!"

"There's no hurry," Joljo shook his head and continued to command the soldiers in battle, "The people of the Great Sword Regiment have already rested for a day, and now it's time for them to relax." "There is no doubt that the Great Sword Regiment is a very distinctive mercenary group. The number of people in this group is not large, there are only about 200 people in the full battle, but they are all well-known swordsmanship masters. Moreover, their equipment is all full body heavy armor and two-handed swords, except for a dagger, there is nothing else, no crossbow arrows, no shields, so that many people are curious about how such a team with serious attributes can survive the harsh mercenary mission and accumulate prestige.

Of course, such a characteristic big sword group is naturally very maverick. Most of the other mercenary groups mingle with caravans or bounty hunters, taking on escorts, pursuits, and other tasks, and occasionally mixing in wars between lords. However, the Great Sword Regiment is mainly a mixed battlefield. But most of the lords, especially the lords of Svadia, especially liked the team.

A two-handed sword with incredible power and a huge killing range is undoubtedly a sharp weapon for infantry. The heavy armor also protects the mercenaries from most arrows. Therefore, when starting a war, the lord will generally let the Great Sword Regiment suppress the enemy's spear phalanx, disrupt their formation, and then charge from the flank with his cavalry and completely defeat it. On the battlefield, this trick has been tried and tested repeatedly, so the Great Sword Regiment has become famous.

Of course, the two-handed swords and heavy armor are undoubtedly a great test for the warriors, and in order to ensure their physical strength, the mercenaries of the Great Sword Regiment generally maintain a sitting posture before the battle, and even eat to replenish their strength. So, when the city was already clanging, the mercenaries of the Great Sword Regiment sat in a row on the inside of the city walls, quietly munching on bread and jerky.

"The enemy has climbed the walls, Captain York!" said the Overseer sent to the Greatsword Regiment.

Captain York snorted coldly from his nose and asked, "What about your people?"

"It's already been sent," the Overseer was a little anxious, "but you also know that the Dre Knights garrison the inner city with a small number of elites, and the outer city is full of old and sick people, and it won't last long!

"Got it, got it, don't BB!" Captain York drove the Overseers away like flies, stood up himself, and yelled "Everyone, stand up!"

There was a clatter, a clattering sound of armor, and all the mercenaries stood up in unison.

"Carry the sword!"

Everyone's swords were lifted at the same time and rested on the shoulder pad on the left. The battle on the city walls has entered a white heat, and the scattered Clipper mercenaries are no match for the well-organized "Bloodfront" knights, even if they have a numerical advantage, they are still losing and retreating, and soon, the area near the siege tower. Then, more siege towers came up, more mercenaries joined the battle, and the reinforcements the Clippers were hoping for were still far away.

"MD, how can you cut Lao Tzu!" The Nord strong man who was the commander of the regiment scolded and retreated, looked at the fewer and fewer friendly troops around him, and couldn't help gritting his teeth, "Everyone, retreat!

With this order, the already retreating front was defeated faster. Knight Evans chopped off the head of the last mercenary in front of him with a sword, and only then was he able to catch his breath. The enemy in front is retreating in an organized manner, and behind the back, the mercenaries with red cloth on their arms are rushing from behind one by one, biting the retreating enemy tightly. A bearded mercenary slowly paced behind him, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Well done, knight, I'll accept ten times the commission unceremoniously." With that, he laughed and walked into his team.

Evans stared angrily at the mercenary's back, gritting his teeth and trying to move forward, but after a long and high-intensity battle, his legs were already like lead, and he couldn't move.

He is different from his predecessors, he is not a retired knight or a heavy cavalryman, but was promoted to a knight through the selection system of the mercenary group last year, and he is simply a rookie compared to those seniors who have experienced all kinds of big scenes. When the knights had dinner and drank and blew B, everyone could talk loudly, but he could only listen quietly, which made him very depressed. Therefore, he has always hoped that he himself can have a commendable feat, and the capture of Uxhall is definitely the brightest pearl of these rare experiences.

Only now, his armor was soaked with blood, his right hand holding the sword was trembling, and as for the shield, it had long since been split into a pile of rotten wood by the axe, and only one handle was still hanging alone on his left arm. With a bang, Evans gritted his teeth and took another step forward, but hurriedly stabbed his sword on the ground to prevent himself from falling to the ground.

"Damn," he cursed under his breath, then shouted "Harold, how's the squad?"

"Not good, knight. "Harold is a midshipman, not far away, but it doesn't seem like he's in very good shape," as far as I can see, six of his servants were killed in battle, and two of them were seriously wounded and incapacitated. Fortunately, they have been carried down by the Roden-Ross men. ”

"So, how many more of us can charge?" Evans asked.

"No, knight, not one. Harold shook his head, "Just look at your condition, knights are like this, and we apprentices and servants must be even worse." ”

"Damn," the mercenaries passed around him more and more, and the Clippers had retreated to the top of the stairs.

"Knight," Harold walked over and held him up, "I've worked hard for you, can you still go?"

The knight gritted his teeth, "Okay. ”

"With all due respect, knight, we can't afford to fight anymore, so retreat. ”

The knight swept his companions in his field of vision, looking at them covered in blood, but barely holding on, and finally reluctantly ordered, "Retreat." ”