The walls of Sparter were only about 20 feet, and the towers were at least twice as tall as the walls, and the towers that cut the walls into sections were the second line of defense for the defenders.

At the top of the city, the wooden staircase that had been attached to the ground inside the city had been removed, and below stood a neat line of archers with rapid-fire shortbows. Because the platforms on the walls are occupied by the enemy, they can throw upwards with impunity, raining down arrows without fear of accidentally damaging allies.

The platform on the rampart, about 3 yards wide, could only accommodate a maximum of six or seven enemies side by side, all of whom were charging at the tower. The soldiers who had been defending the city walls were assembled there, ready to engage the enemy in close combat.

Of course, the gates of each tower are barricaded with iron bars, and if you want to rush in, you have to lift them up again.

Otherwise, even if you rush to the front of the tower, you will have to watch the fence and sigh, and at the same time have to endure the spears that spur out of it, and the arrows that shoot coldly.

The only thing the bandits were thankful for was that because of the angle of the mechanical erection, as long as they were close to the tower, the flamethrowers erected on the top of the tower would no longer pose a threat to them.

And as for how to break through the iron fence, since he dared to lead the team to rush here, the leader of the sand bandits naturally had his own preparations. This Wind Hearer, who ranks among the top three in individual strength in the entire Wind Smelling Army, has an enchanted weapon with a sharp spell attached.

He was confident that as long as the iron fence was not made of special metal—and in most cases it wouldn't be—and that those precious materials would simply not be wasted forging an iron fence.

Sure enough, with the sound of "ping-pong" and the wanton splash of sparks, the iron fence that divided the platform and tower of the city wall in two did not take long to break a large hole that could accommodate two people to break in at the same time.

"Rush in and let the slackers down there climb up quickly," the bandit leader shouted excitedly, conveying the order to his men, "seize the tower, go down the stairs of the tower, and there will be only a bunch of archers left in the city, disrupting their formation......"

Like a series of cannons, the orders issued are one after another. But it must be admitted that if the course of the war had gone his way, it would not have been long before the city of Sparter would have fallen.

"Those artillery and ammunition outside the city can be saved," a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the leader of the bandits thought secretly, "as long as we can control Spat City, the Commander's side will have more bargaining chips." ”

He made up his mind that he must quickly occupy this section of the wall, so that the gang members of the Sand Bandit Alliance and the defenders can fight each other in a short-handed battle, "I can't let that group of scum have too much energy left, and save me from going back and causing the city-dwellers of Spat to suffer." ”

In order to fulfill his strategic vision, he must continue to work hard.

At present, he has taken a tower, and he wants to use this tower as a base to gain some space for himself, so that he can rush to the front of another tower and "ping pong" again, and it is estimated that he can take another tower again.

"These towers must be uprooted as soon as possible for this battle to be secure, otherwise the Conservative Commander will not have any other plan. ”

Thinking of this, the leader of the sand bandits once again rushed into the tower in front of him—he was going to kill it—however, after a breath or two after he stepped into the tower, the whole person began to sweat coldly, and his pupils dilated a little.

"Oh no, fooled!"

It turned out that the two one-eyed and crooked mouthed brothers had already arranged a magic circle in advance in this tower, and the damage of the iron fence gate was the only trigger condition for this circle.

When the leader of the bandits broke into the tower, he planned to rush directly to the opposite exit, but no matter how much he ran, he seemed to be standing still, and he couldn't get close to his target.

What made him even more panicked was that in the process of advancing, not only would he occasionally hit a wall, but also from time to time he would appear with a scimitar spear that shone with cold light.

If it weren't for his dexterity, I'm afraid his life would have been desperate by now. But in the face of the sword light and sword shadow that came out of nowhere, he had no other way to crack it except to desperately resist the root.

In fact, this level of illusion is not advanced at all.

is also a warrior, if it is replaced by a member of the Quis team, whether it is the holy warrior Jensen, who can directly annihilate the illusion circle with holy power, or the desert elf Brachi, who can perceive everything around him by his voice, this illusion circle is really not enough.

It's a pity that this sand bandit leader is not such a strong man, so he quickly received his share of the bento smoothly.

With a "bang", a spear stabbed from diagonally behind, and the leader of the bandits, who was still holding other weapons, did not notice for a moment, and the spear stabbed his armpit very trickily.

Because of the lack of armor in that position, after the stab, the defender with the spear stabbed him with a slight force, and with a "poof", the spear stabbed into the torso of the leader of the bandits, piercing him in the heart.

At this moment, a large hand came out. Before the leader of the bandits collapsed to the ground, he knocked his turban away, grabbed the bun on top of his head, and a scimitar with a cold glow appeared, mercilessly separating the leader of the bandits.

"Hang this head at the head of the city. ”

The man who spoke was One-Eye, the commander of the defenders of Spath, who had been observing the enemy with a brass binocular, so he recognized the face of the leader of the Sand Bandit Alliance.

In addition, as the "big senior" in this industry, One-Eye is naturally a junior who knows how to deter the gang - the bloody head is the best warning, so there will be a scene of "cutting off the head to show the public".

It turns out that the big senior is the big senior, and the correctness of one-eyed's previous experience was quickly verified.

When the leader of the bandits, as well as some of his henchmen and comrades (gang leaders disguised as the wind-hearers), were hung one by one on the walls of Spath, the arrogant alliance of the bandits collapsed in an instant.

The bandits who were still in the future and had climbed the walls immediately turned around, and the boy ran back, trying to run to the camp to find their mounts and escape from the danger at once.

However, he encountered an ambush on the way—while One-Eye was holding on to the city, his brother led a group of warriors on six-legged horses in the city, and under the cover of illusion, he sneaked out of the side gate of Spat City, and was already lined up.

"Spear ready! Iron Cavalry Charge!"

When the knight on horseback heard the order, he immediately flattened the spear in his hand, stepped on the stirrups and began to clamp his mount, transmitting the command to "accelerate" to the six-legged warhorse.

The illusion of concealment suddenly failed as the horse team moved, and the iron cavalry that charged in a long snake formation suddenly appeared in the eyes of the sand bandits who were fleeing in a hurry.

One side is ready to attack, the other side is tired and frightened, one side is the sprinting cavalry, the other side is the infantry fleeing for their lives.

Naturally, there was no suspense in the end.

Feeling the light of the eternal blazing sun that gradually rose to the height of the sky, the one-eyed standing at the top of the tower held on to the battlements, and couldn't help but sigh: "Today is a good day to kill, the sun is sufficient, and the blood will soon be burned." ”

With emotion, his one-eyed eye suddenly turned upward, staring at the flying eagle hovering in the sky with a hint of murderous intent, "You'd better fly faster, I really hope that the Commander of the Wind will receive this good news soon." ”