After observing the offensive and defensive battles on the city for a while, Wren had a doubt in his heart, why didn't he let the horses go to the wall, wouldn't that be able to stop these cavalry from running directly to the wall? The impact of the cavalry directly on the wall far exceeded the impact caused by the infantry, no matter whether the knight could survive in the end, the moment he rushed out of the bridge, the pressure of the war horse in the air was enough to disperse the defenders guarding the battlements near the wall again and again. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the face of the rejection, the knights were unable to show the oppressive force of the charge, which greatly reduced the pressure on the defending soldiers and facilitated the defense of the city walls.

He couldn't help but bring up this question, Blair has always been by his side, as a systematically trained sixth-level knight, it is obvious that Blair is very qualified.

"Your question, my lord, is really interesting, the rejection of horses is so big, if it is placed on the city wall, there will be no place to stand. It is difficult for the knights to play an advantage in the face of the rejection, but they can dismount, besides, the boarding carts can move forward, backward, left and right, blocking their bridge interface, and they can just move to the side? Blair said casually, he was a retainer of Wren, and the relationship was much stronger than the meaning of family.

In aristocratic families, if you rank the degree of recognition and trust of the patriarch, the retainers are only ranked after the first and second heirs, and even the patriarch's wife is not as reliable as the retainers.

Wren nodded, taking that to heart.

The knight's charge was not over, and one by one the hooks were thrown up from under the city walls, and some of the hooks did not catch any points of force and were dragged down. There were also some hanging at right angles between the battlements of the city wall, and when the people under the city wall pulled hard, the rope with the thickness of the child's wrist was immediately tightened. Looking down from the city walls, mercenaries climbed up nimbly along the ropes with daggers in their hands, and they were fast, faster than those professional warriors.

When the first mercenary climbed the wall and was stabbed into a hedgehog, the fiercest white-knuckle battle on the wall ensued.

Knights, infantry, and the occasional rain of arrows are a lot more difficult to deal with than you think. They have more and more complex combat experience than fighters. Cities, forests, rivers, lakes, mountains, Gobi, deserts, one person's journey of a thousand miles, a large number of people in small groups, a larger group of people, siege of castles, fortresses, defensive battles in the wild, sneak attacks and assassinations after dark.

These mercenaries, familiar with almost any mode of warfare, are more flexible and cunning than warriors.

From time to time, a cloud of white smoke burst out from the boiling city wall, and the mercenaries covered their faces with white veils, lowered their bodies, and kept poking out the weapons in their hands. Occasionally, a burst of fire would erupt in one place, and two or three people who had been set on fire would fall to the ground with a scream. In the life of a mercenary, the only faith is money, and everything else comes after money. What glory, what rules, always have to make way for money. In order to obtain money, they can do whatever it takes, scattering lime and throwing a torch at hand.

At the same time, mercenaries are constantly being pierced by spears and wounded by swords. War is never the home of individual heroism, nor is there a heads-up of hundreds of people around one person like in the movies, as long as one is not careful, a weapon will be poked from an angle that he cannot notice.

The stalemate lasted for forty or fifty minutes, and it took more than 2,000 men from the Ortlenburg side to completely crush the mercenary attack.

Seeing that the few remaining mercenaries were about to retreat, Wren suddenly patted Blair on the shoulder and pouted, "Go and destroy their boarding vehicles." ”

The reason why Blair was not allowed to do this just now was mainly because there were too many mercenaries in the city, and it was easy to go down, but it was difficult to come up again. At this time, there were at most more than 100 people in the city, and Blair's strength was enough to destroy these boarding vehicles and calmly come back. After watching from the sidelines for so long, Blair was already ready to move, he grinned and patted his chest, jumped up directly after a few steps, and jumped off the wall. At the moment when he was about to land, he grabbed the rope hanging on the city wall to stop his body, kicked his legs the city wall, and the whole person flew sideways.

He raised his long sword in mid-air, and the sword was covered with a hazy red light, and slashed at the bridge with force, and the solid bridge plate broke in response. After landing on the ground, he rolled around and pounced forward, and the seven or eight mercenaries who surrounded him were instantly torn in two by the sharp long sword.

Blair's sudden attack caused a commotion among the retreating mercenaries in the city, and the face of Montreal in the distance changed slightly, obviously everyone knew what he was going to do.

"Stop him!"

It's a pity that these mercenaries, who are mainly two-level and third-level professionals, can't stop the sixth-level knights at all, and after killing more than 20 people one after another, Blair wiped the blood on his face, rushed straight to the side of the boarding car, raised his long sword and aimed at the core mechanism in the base of the car. The high upturned bridge suddenly fell. The key to the car is the core of the car base, the precision parts are made by master-level alchemists, and each part is tightly knit like a beautiful work of art.

Once these gears and levers are destroyed, they can no longer support the bridge, and the broken parts can't withstand the heavy bridge, and they fly out of the broken places, and there is an unpleasant twisting sound in the base of the car, and even the solidified magic array is broken, and bursts of green smoke come out.

After paralyzing the other boarding car in the same way, he looked at the mercenaries who did not dare to approach him with contempt, spat out, turned and ran back under the wall, grabbed the rope and ran up the straight wall.

Looking at the two damaged boarding cars, Montreal blushed, he really didn't expect that the other party would dare to come out and attack the boarding cars in this situation.

Too careless!

Looking at the motionless figure on the city wall, Montreal felt a sense of solemnity. He has seen a lot of nobles, but nobles like Wren who dare to face war are rare in the entire Orlando Empire. There was no time to worry about the destruction of the boarding car, he glanced at the few commanders around him, waved his hand and said, "Attack!"

The dull horn sounded again, and the excitement on the faces of the exhausted Ortrenburg people on the city wall instantly froze, and the five phalanxes in the distance moved.

Marven walked to Wren's side and gasped, he had not been in battle to kill the enemy for many years, he was no longer the courage of his youth, the years gave him wisdom, and also took away his youth. He lifted his face and gasped, "Lord Castle, the children are exhausted, and they can't cope with the next battle. I propose to abandon the walls and fight them in the streets. We know every intersection and every window in the city, and they can't win in the city!"

Wren shook his head, Marven still wanted to persuade him, but heard Wren say: "They have no strength, so they will go and change to someone with strength." I don't need you to defeat these people, I just need to make them feel that Ortrenburg is not so easy to conquer. I've got a backhand, don't worry. ”

Marven wanted to speak and stopped, it was obvious that Wren had already made a decision, and it didn't make much sense for him to persuade or not. He could have lost his sword and left, but those young lives might be completely buried in the next offensive and defensive battles. He stomped his foot, and the armor on his body rattled, "Okay, I believe you once, I hope you don't let me down." ”

The message of the city was constantly being sung to the city, and everyone put down what they were doing to keep an eye on the battle. When they learned that the first enemy attack had been repulsed, the city burst into cheers. When they heard the enemy attacking again, everyone fell silent.

When they heard that Wren needed more people-

The young son straightened his spine beside his parents, took out his sickle in the reluctant gaze of his parents, and walked resolutely towards the city wall.

The husband, who hugged his wife's family and comforted him, suddenly let go of his broad arms, looked directly at his wife and children in silence, and walked out of the door without looking back for a while.

The gray-haired middle-aged man silently walked to the windowsill, glanced back at his wife, who was no longer young, smiled and tightened his belt to make himself look more powerful.

One person, ten people, one hundred people!

More and more people in the streets and alleys converged into a torrent, and they did not talk, they did not make any uplifting sounds. There is a thick reluctance in their eyes, and the thick can't be dissolved, but they know that at some point, there are always people who should stand up and complete a mission.

More and more people walked towards the city wall, and the silent, small, and lowly crowd actually broke out with overwhelming momentum, making all the people on the city wall suffocate slightly. But what followed was an exhilaration, an excitement, and an honor!

We are not garbage, nor are we scum. We are just ordinary Ortlenburgers, we yearn for a happy life, and we also yearn for peace and calm. But we also know that we can't get it all without giving something. God is fair, if you want to get it, you must pay something.

We use our blood and our indomitable soul to build a better future, to give our families and children a normal environment.

For this, there is nothing that cannot be sacrificed!

Even if it's life!

On the city wall, Wren became more serious, his slightly trembling fist betraying the turbulent waves inside him. He thought that he was calm enough to keep his face open even if the land collapsed, but at this moment, this kind of human power made him realize his arrogance and the strength of this power.

He suppressed the roar in his heart, solemnly saluted every Ortlenburg who spontaneously climbed the city wall, he lowered his body and shook hands with everyone, and his heart was only admiration.

This moment will be deeply engraved into Wren's soul, and he will not be able to forget it until he dies.

It's a spirit, immortal!