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Thanks to the supply wagons brought by Herman and the others, in addition to replenishing the own troops on the hills with food, arrows, crossbows, and various spare weapons and shields also re-armed some of the soldiers who had lost their armor when they fled.

On the flat ground, the muddy roads and uneven terrain made the phalanx of their troops simply not enough to resist the onslaught of the Brell troops, but on the hillside, the human shield wall of sergeants, mercenaries, and knights, combined with the trenches dug and the fortifications of empty wagons, made the besieging Brell troops overwhelmed, and in the central area, protected by layers of hoplites, there were archers and crossbowmen who constantly threw arrows and crossbows at the densest parts of the Brell family's troops.

At the end of the night, Herman didn't know how many enemies he had killed, only that he had been unable to lift his arm from the sore point of stabbing his spear, and then he had been relegated to the front of the line.

Even though their own soldiers on the hill lit countless torches to dispel the darkness, everyone was nervous at the sight of the faces of the enemy looming in the light of the fire at the bottom of the hill.

Swords, spears. Maces, battle axes, daggers, daggers, and even weapons that pick up fallen enemies fall to the ground are squeezed together by the two teams. Often, a soldier under the Marquis of Yalvis stabbed to death with a short sword by a Brell soldier, and the next moment his head was split by the tomahawk of another Breel soldier.

Herman's steel iris shield was already shattered, and he held a double-edged sword in his left backhand, and as long as the person in the fire in front of him was marked with the green oak leaf family crest, he went crazy and used the most direct move to slash at the opponent.

Herman had scarcely pulled his weapon out of the corpse when a knight of House Brell swung a two-handed hammer into his eyes.

Bang. Herman's chest thumped and then he was slammed into the back.

Herman only felt a sharp pain in his chest and then his eyes went dark, and then he didn't know anything.

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With the fall of the two-handed warhammer

"Ahh Especially on his face, as if the two-handed hammer had been slashed into his face.

Herman was a little dazed, and the voices around him were still urgent, shouting and wailing endlessly.

Look at the clear anthurium print on Herman's face. Ou Ling smiled and rubbed his palms.

It's clear – this anthurium print on Hermann's face is his masterpiece. And Herman's face was hallucinated by a two-handed war hammer, and to put it bluntly, he was hit by a big-eared melon seed

Herman endured the burning pain on his face, and while leaning against the carriage with his chest clutched, he took a sip of water, and stared at Ou Ling with a dark face and a murderous look.

"You're a big deal, and you're going to survive being blown away by an enemy knight. Ou Ling's eyes were fixed on the rising sun in the sky, but his mouth was not idle at all: "At that time, you must have injured your lungs, and the blood vomited like the fountain in the central square of the ancient city of Romulud, we all thought you were going to die, but when I was about to take the armor off you, you calmed down again." Then I was in a coma until now. ”

Seeing that Herman didn't react, Ou Ling's mouth didn't have the posture of letting go of the gate: "Lord Ronald." Are you northerners so physically strong? Resilience is so perverted!"

After drinking the remaining water in the bowl in one gulp, Herman stared at Ou Ling with cold eyes, and said word by word again: "You, very, annoying." ”

"Hey, hey, hey" Ou Ling was obviously used to it, hehe laughed twice and then became serious: "Now we only have more than 300 people left, and only more than 200 people have retained their combat strength; ”

"Desperate Battle" muttered to Chris, who was sharpening his Knowles-style battle axe with a sword grinding stone, and then sat down and began to start.

Herman didn't say anything about this, nodded, and found a place to lie down, closing his eyes.

Ou Ling shrugged his shoulders, then found a place to start sleeping.

Now that the fighting had ceased for the time being, both warring sides had invariably stopped fighting and began to rest. Although Dugol had no arrows, he was a former hunter and a current longbowman, and his vision at night was excellent, so he was sent by the commander and some men as a sentinel, and Ah Tie had the widest heart, perhaps because he was different from others, and he still retained the ancient beliefs of the ancient Norse type, and he was not afraid of death, he went directly to a suitable clearing by the most burning bonfire, and began to sleep soundly like a big black bear in the forest found his nest, and the snoring was deafening.

As for Heloise, the iron-clad armor on her body had already been completely stained crimson with blood during the day's battle, and the double-edged sword had already been broken into several pieces, as if she had just swam out of the sea of blood in hell.

Using the skin allotted to her to fill the drinking water, Heloise took a small sip and used the rest of the water boy to carefully wash her face and hands to their original complexion, and then took another sip of the last remaining water and poured it on herself, washing away the blood from her body as much as possible.

Seeing that she was standing in a pool of blood, and the soldiers around her looked at her like monsters, Heloise could only smile wryly and shake her head, wrung her long golden hair out of the water, and walked in the direction of Herman.

Herman was half-lying in the carriage, and the faint snort indicated that he had fallen asleep. The result of sleeping in heavy chain armor is that in the long run, it is easy to get rheumatism - this is the most irritating disease for any wandering knight and mercenary who sleeps in the open all year round, but also because of the constant danger, taking off the armor while sleeping in the field means that it is easy to be attacked and killed.

Look at Herman as he falls asleep without being cleaned. Heloise sighed a little helplessly, and sat down with her back to the carriage on her knees, leaning as close to Hermann as she could, as if this would give her a great sense of security.

Listening to the crackling campfire not far away, Heloise soon closed her eyes involuntarily and fell asleep.

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The eyes closed and the recuperation did not last long, and the dull sound of the horn blown by the commander's herald forced all those who could still fight to stand up and take up arms.

It was a desperate battle for survival. It was clear to the generals of the Brell Army that the Twin Bear Fortress troops on the hill had become a trap beast surrounded by hunters - for a whole day, the Breel family soldiers continued to attack, and small groups of elite sergeants continued to attack the hills. As soon as the losses were too heavy or overworked, they immediately evacuated and replaced with another small group of sergeants to continue the attack.

In this way, the troops of the Brell family did not lose much, but only more than 150 fighters and more than 100 wounded remained in the Twin Bear Fort. And the food is only enough for a day's consumption. If they don't break through tomorrow, the troops of the Brell family will be able to kill these 200 or so people just by encircling and attrition.

Sitting by the campfire, Herman grinned and smeared the wound on his arm with herbs that Heloise had concocted for him, and the hot feeling of the wound made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Except for the fact that Herman had just been removed from the line, when he was cut in the arm by the tomahawk of a knight of the Brell family, he was almost unscathed.

"Damn the forest, damn northerners," Chris muttered as he pulled an arrow from his left arm in pain, which splattered with a little blood as it was pulled out.

"Watch your mouth. Herman stood up after cleaning his wounds. I patted Chris's arm with my hand as I passed him, still on the left

"Huh!" the left arm, which had just pulled out the arrow, immediately ached. Chris gasped. Just as he was about to stand up and give Herman a blow, the commander's dull horn began to sound again.

"Form a formation! Form a formation!"

When everyone hurriedly carried their shields to form an impenetrable shield array, a rain of arrows poured down like a torrential rain, and suddenly the entire shield array turned into a big hedgehog covered in long thorns.

Listening to the incessant clashing of arrows and crossbows on the shield, Herman began to wait silently again, keeping his face at an appropriate distance from the shield.

With a shout, another group of troops from the Brell family rushed up.

"Spread out!

"Hey-ha!" The shield array disbanded into groups of three, with the Sergeant of Fort Twin Bears on the left and right holding up their shields with their left and right hands respectively, while the Sergeant of Fort Twin Bears in the middle had a torch in one hand and a long sword in the other.

Herman was in the middle of the group, facing a squeaky Brell soldier, who easily swept his opponent's weapon to the right with his knight's sword in his left hand, and then landed his right torch in the face at a rapid pace.

After hearing a scream, Herman kicked him directly. As the Brel family soldier, whose face was burned, rolled down the hill, another Brell soldier rushed up.

Wielding a torch and a knight's sword, Herman met him without fear.

After a whole night of fighting, both sides tacitly agreed that there were no big losses - the troops of Fortify Twin Bears were trying to save their own combat power as much as possible, while the troops of the Brell family were bent on exhausting the troops of Fortfort Twin Bears with a slow pace.

There were still two hours before dawn, but the troops of Twin Bears had already started their meal.

Looking at the large bowl of hot oatmeal and a few pieces of dried meat, and even two pieces of hard bread distributed in front of him, Herman tilted his head and asked expressionlessly, "The last meal, huh?"

"That's right. Chris drank the whole bowl of oatmeal dry, then grabbed the dried meat and began to tear it: "Now we count the horses pulling the cart, there are more than ninety horses, which can make most of us break through." ”

"Why are you only thinking about breaking out now?"

"Because now we have fewer people, no one will rob us. ”

Herman was silent, he naturally knew what this sissy knight meant: "What about the horses that are not assigned?"

"The ones who weren't assigned were the wounded and they had to stay and stop the fight. Chris quickly wiped out all the food, then stood up and patted Herman on the shoulder: "Herman, this time you and I have horses, we can live!"

"I've been hit by an enemy in the chest, and you have no reason to win a horse for me. ”

"I know. Chris seemed to smile, but he couldn't tell it now in his overlay, "There happened to be a superfluous fellow, he wanted to run away alone, and I got his horses for you after he was executed by the commander - Ou Ling, they will also have their own horses, and your three horses are in our hands, and they will not be given to others." ”

This time, Herman was silent for a long time, and although he was hardly approachable, that didn't mean he was stupid.

"Thank you. After a moment of silence, Herman whispered, "There's no reason for you to do that. ”

"Nothing. Chris shrugged, "It's all about getting out alive - I don't want to admit it, but I feel that it's far more reliable to break through with you than to break through with everyone else, even if you're a cold-blooded bastard to the extreme." ”

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After eating and drinking, all the horses assigned to them sat silently on the ground, either pretending to sleep or staring at the sky, and seized time to rest. Those who had no horses left to stop the enemy began to make preparations.

No one spoke, only the faint sound of breathing and the movement of preparations

By daybreak, the sleepy-eyed Brell family sentry had seen the hill clearly, but it was too late to warn.

"Put!" With the commander's order, more than twenty supply wagons stacked with flammable debris such as hay and shrubs were set on fire and pushed down the hill after an order.

The Brell family troops, who ambushed the Twin Bear Fort troops like this yesterday, finally knew what it meant to treat others the way they were - the ignited supply cart was far more impactful than the burning straw ball, even if the number was not as large as yesterday's straw ball, but it was hit in one direction, and the killing effect was more considerable.

In this regard, Feng Longde just covered the chain mail on his abdomen - the supplies and goods on his carriage were not worth mentioning, he had exchanged it for a large bag of coins before this march, and stuffed it into his heavy chain mail and tied it, so the loss of those things was also lost, and he was not distressed.

I saw that the place ravaged by the "train" directly vacated a large space, and the road leading to the forest was clearly visible.

"Charge!" As soon as the commander's order was given, all the riders rushed down in a swarm, smashing away the sporadic surviving soldiers of the Brell family. (To be continued......)