Chapter 60: Herman?
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The muffled sound of the brass horn suddenly sounded, causing a large flock of birds to hula in the early morning forest, and they chirped as if to protest against the noisy ones who disturbed their dreams.
"Get up! Get up!" In the darkness, it seemed that someone outside was shouting something, and there were quite a few of them, "all of you don't sleep!
Struggling to open his eyelids, Herman adjusted to the sunlight pouring through the cracks in the tent in disgust, then got up from the bunk, picked up the jug that was resting on the floor, took a large mouthful of water, rinsed it, and spat it in the commode placed on the other side.
Wearing only a pair of leather trousers and black leather boots, Herman fumbled a few pieces of black bread and dried meat from a bag next to the bunk, and walked out of the tent as he chewed and chewed.
Everywhere there were shacks made of wooden poles crossed and covered with linen and mud, and some soldiers sat beside large barrels made of oak and talked to each other, and every now and then some well-dressed men probed their heads from soldier to soldier, holding all sorts of knick-knacks and bags and shouting at them and quoting the price of everything.
The camp of the nobles was divided from the camp of the soldiers, with brightly colored flags flying above the pointed tents, knights in bright armor fighting each other in the open field, and other nobles watching with wine glasses in their hands, while the camps of mercenaries and wandering knights were mixed with soldiers' camps, and even the wandering knights with lifelong nobility could not avoid this, unless they had a higher rank or the leader of a mercenary army, or they could only be stationed with soldiers of civilian status or fellow knights of the same statusγ
Occasionally, archers or crossbowmen in leather armor and linen would return from the camp and bring back some caught hares and picked fruit to add some freshness to their pots.
"Good morning, Lord Ronald. A bald man with a muscular body and a height of more than two meters, wearing iron armor and carrying a large round shield and hammer on his back, came over, respectfully took off his iron helmet and saluted, "Lord Reinhardt has woken up, let me call you." β
"Got it, Ah Tie, lead the way. Herman nodded, and patted Tie's arm, which he could only reach, "What about Heloise and Orling?"
They all woke up and had breakfast and rested in their tents. Ah Tie scratched his bald scalp and showed a smile that could conquer the city with his face, "My lord, do you need me to call them over?"
"No, I'll go to them when I need to call them. Herman shook his head.
Under the guidance of Ah Tie, Herman found a relatively clean tent after a few rounds, opened the curtain door and got in.
"Herman, you went into someone else's tent without saying a word. In the tent, a beautiful young man with long blond hair with a thin body and fair skin was wearing a series of heavy chain mail with eight rings, and the chain mail on his arm was fastened with steel chains, "and bare-chested! Now you look more like a blacksmith than a knight." β
"Ah Tie said that you have something to do with me," Herman ignored the complaints of the beautiful boy, and directly found a place to sit down, and looked at the beautiful young knight with a refined temperament in front of him with a slight frown, "Chris, I remember that because you have a good face, you can talk a few words to those fiefdom nobles, is there something wrong?"
"In an hour, Count Cyril will begin the siege. Chris glared at Herman fiercely, his cheeks bulging, "Count Cyril wants to take the initiative at once, and when the time comes, he will order all the wandering knights to break into the city walls as the main force, I suggest you hurry up and get ready and you mock me as soon as you come up?"
"If I hadn't watched you kill with your Knowles-style tomahawk alone, I doubt you'd have been able to carry chainmail with such a small frame. Herman glanced at Chris, who was combing his Knowles twine-style braids after finishing his chain mail, "You look too elegant and handsome, you don't feel like a man, and you say that you are still of Knowles blood." β
"Cut" Chris glared at him again, but Chris, who had been with Herman for quite some time, was not angry with his partner's straightness, "I suggest you go back and put on all your weapons and equipment, I'm afraid it's a fierce battle today, Osmond bless us." β
"Ha, I see. Herman nodded, then got up and withdrew from the tent, "Don't die today, yellow-haired boy. β
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"Release!" As the herald shouted, the soldiers below picked up their sledgehammers and smashed them on the trigger of the heavy scale stone thrower, and the soldiers who pulled the rope immediately ran over and pulled the rope back.
A dozen heavy stone throwers fired a salvo, throwing the red-hot large stone balls out, spreading out in mid-air flight tracks and pounced on the walls of Moriwolf Castle.
"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and a stone ball shot by a heavy weighing rod stone thrower hit a tower. Under the bombardment of the stone ball, a dozen archers inside flew out of it screaming, and then the top of the tower began to crumble, killing and injuring many of the soldiers who were hiding behind the walls.
"It's just the upper part that collapses, and if it is the middle one, it's even more spectacular. A soldier in charge of calibrating the heavy scale pole stone thrower took a look at it and thought silently.
"Boom!" another stone ball hit a wall, and a pile of dust was falling after being bombarded.
"Boom!" was another sound, this time the wall couldn't stand it anymore, and a hole was punched out, but it didn't collapse immediately. Herman, who was adjusting the position of the armed belt in the camp, had already seen a large hole punched out of it, and was extremely suspicious that the wall could be knocked down with the help of the militia push.
"Woo woo" With the sound of the herald's horn, the soldiers carried several huge baffles and mounted them on the carts, ready to be used as giant shields as they marched.
"Boom" another stone ball hit the upper end of the castle wall, and the archers piled on the wall flew down the wall like a swarm of ants hit by small stones.
"Boom!" another stone ball flew out of the scattered iron filings and fell to the ground after breaking through the iron fence, but behind the iron fence there was a second gate made of thick wood reinforced with iron nails.
"Crossbowmen ready" According to the orders of Count Cyril, the crossbowmen from the noble army and mercenaries immediately rushed towards the city wall with huge shields and baffle carts.
The soldiers who rushed to the city wall erected their huge shields and baffle carts, and then immediately hid behind the shelter, waiting for the archers on the wall to shoot before starting to shoot at the wall. The Giant Shields and Baffle Carts help them protect against arrows and small rocks, as well as provide cover for the arrows to be wound.
From time to time, unlucky soldiers on both sides let out a near-death howl when they were shot, and the ammunition of the heavy weighing stone throwing machine was exhausted and the attack was stopped one after another, and Count Cyril, surrounded by many fiefdom knights, looked at Cenwolf Castle and waved the knight's sword in his hand.
"Charge!"
"Siege ram militia advances! Crossbowmen cover fire! Siege tower companies advance! Sergeants and mercenaries step forward!"
"'Porcupine' shoots accurately!Target: Siege Tower!"
"Everyone is only responsible for fighting in the area they defend!
"Armed infantry get ready! The knights are in charge of their own defensive points!"
Sergeants and mercenaries in leather armor or light chain mail held a variety of shields to block the flying arrows, and from time to time stones fell from the sky and bombarded the soldiers or the surrounding ground, while behind them, a relatively slow large wooden cart was pushed forward by the militia soldiers, the three-person high wooden cart was full of arrows, and the archers with single bows and crossbows stood in a mixed manner in their huge shields and baffle cars, the archers continued to throw, and the crossbowmen turned around and stepped on the pedals of the crossbow after the flat shot, and pulled the crossbow bolt from the quiver at the waist and placed it on the crossbow, during which there was a dull sound of arrows entering the wood from the giant shield and the baffle car.
The militia soldiers pushing the siege ram wooden cart rushed into the city gate and were about to ram the city gate when several soldiers above splashed hot asphalt
"Ahh
"You, you, you, and a few of you! put a shield on me! crossbowmen cover them!" "Not far away, a knight in chain mail and a masked helmet roared, it was none other than Count Cyril, who led the way with a fanned shield in one hand and his family's banner in the other, and several sergeants who were called immediately rushed forward with their shields.
The two siege towers slowly approached the city wall at a slow speed amid the shouts of the soldiers, and the soldiers on the top of the city desperately poured arrows at the siege towers. Stone and boiling asphalt, but all blocked by the thick skin on the surface of the siege tower.
"Haha" In the dark and lightless siege tower, the wandering knights and the mercenaries behind them clenched their weapons and nervously waited for the drawbridge to fall.
Inside one of the siege towers, Herman and Chris stood at the front of the wandering knights. Faced with the fierce and bloody battle that was about to come, Herman looked a little excited, as if he had already smelled blood.
"Bang!" the drawbridge slammed against the battlements of the wall, and the sudden sunlight made the wandering knights and mercenaries blink.
"Uhhh!!h
"Release!" The four porcupine ballistae on the two nearby towers smashed the trigger under the command, and fired a dozen thick giant crossbow arrows at the siege towers in succession. Two-meter-long bolts roared into the siege towers, and one bolt even flew over the drawbridge of one of the siege towers, nailing a screaming wandering knight to the siege tower.
Herman brandished an iris shield full of arrows in his left hand, smashed it on the bridge of the nose of a Moriwolf Castle archer, took advantage of the opponent's cry of pain and sent his right hand into the enemy's arms, and then pulled out the completely red knight's sword in his hand from the still twitching corpse with the iris shield; γ
"Chris, use the shield, be careful with the crossbow!" Herman roared, raised his shield to block the prism hammer of a Moriwolfsburg sergeant, parryed the prismal hammer himself, and at the same time as he turned around, the knight's longsword had already made a hole in the opponent's waist, and after turning around, he moved his right hand and held the knight's longsword upside down and plunged it into the chest of the Moriwolfsburg sergeant.
"Got it, you tough guy like a steel plate!" Chris replied impatiently, as he was tangling with an enemy who was also holding a two-handed tomahawk, and after a few moves, he took two steps back, hooked his ankle with the blade of the axe, and slashed open the other's chest. However, immediately after that, a knight of Moriwolfburg brandishing a mace rushed over, and Chris, who had no time to pull out his axe, could only watch the other party approach.
"Get out of here!" Herman rushed over when he saw the scene, placing his iris shield in front of Chris.
The iris shield that had just blocked it was smashed by the mace, and as soon as the knight of Moriwolfsburg retracted the mace, Herman smashed it with the hilt of his sword in his right hand, and then kicked him when he was smashed into a tilted position.
"Ahh
"Chris, find me quickly" Herman turned his head and was about to say something, when he saw Chris staring straight behind him: "Herman, watch out for the crossbowman!"
Herman jerked his head back and saw two Moriwolf Crossbowmen holding their crossbows flat, and he only had time to push Chris to the ground.
"Whoosh~" Herman turned his head, and a crossbow bolt flew past his helmet, while the other crossbow bolt was too late to react.
"Poof!" Feeling a sudden sharp pain in his chest, Herman blankly covered the painful spot with his left hand, and the blood stained the gloves red before flowing out, dripping on the stone surface of the city wall.
Zooming up, Herman felt that the blue sky was rapidly blurring and dimming, and his senses were becoming more and more dull
Hermann !!