Even the rebels did not expect the attack of the lord army to be so fierce, and they did not care about the residents of the smaller towns, nor how many houses could be destroyed, in short, the continuous bombardment, with only ten catapults, actually smashed the western part of the town.

By the time the infantry regiment pushed the carts to the west gate of the town, there were not many rebels on the city walls.

In fact, the town of Takkale had been evacuated quickly since last night, and the rest of the rebel army had almost always gathered on the town's docks, except for a few archers scattered around the city walls.

If the lord army could have a magician riding a saddle and spinning the sky at this time, maybe they would be able to see the situation in the town at a glance.

It's a pity that with the revelation of Lord McDonnell's friendship with the Dark Arts Hermitage, the Magic Guild on the Ganbu Plane has actually completely cut off contact with the Lord Army, and they can only stay on the Ganbu Plane temporarily because the portal has been cut off.

Lord's Army I. Night almost used up nearly 3,000 flints with a diameter of one meter, and when the infantry, under the cover of the cavalry, smashed open the thin gate of the town in one fell swoop, and rushed into the town, the entire small western district was like a ruin of broken bricks and tiles, except for some unlucky town residents who were directly stoned to death by the flint, the lord army could not see a single figure in this area.

The infantry regiment of the lord army did not encounter any resistance from the rebels, and directly entered the gate of the town hall in the center of the town.

The most ironic thing is that three flints fell from the courtyard of the town hall, two of which fell from the roof of the town hall, and now the town hall has been left with only a charred frame under the fire, and a group of officials such as tax collectors and clerks in the town hall are collectively tied up in the courtyard of the town hall.

They this. I almost didn't dare to close my eyes at night, I really didn't dare to sleep!

I'm afraid that if I close my eyes, I will be crushed to death by a flint falling from the sky......

The rebels withdrew last night, and the officials knelt in the courtyard of the town hall and watched the meteors fall......

By the time the infantry of the lord's army stormed into the courtyard of the town hall, some of the officials had even urinated. Forbidden, someone with his hands still tied with a rope began to scold the lord army in front of him:

"Lao Tzu will hand over half of the tax money to you every month, and in seven days, you can climb two back and forth from the station to Takale Town,"

"You dogs. Mother's Seed ......"

"A flint is transported to the station, including the cost of work plus the transportation cost is almost more than 20 silver coins, how much did you use in one night, how much did you use!"

"You losers......"

"Aren't you going to send scouts to touch in and take a look at the people who all retreated when you threw the first flint?"

"You Blind ......"

The ruins of the town hall have not been completely extinguished, and the wind is blowing, and charcoal ash is flying all over the sky.

There was a layer of hot charcoal on the ground, and a light red spark immediately appeared, and the boiling heat roasted the skin painfully, and all the officials had chapped lips, and even blistered, and scolded the officials of the infantry of the lord army, with white foam on the corners of their mouths, and a kind of hoarseness in their throats.

The squadron leader of the second squadron of the first infantry brigade of the seventh infantry regiment of the lord army was also ruthless enough, and shouted to his subordinates with a black face: "We have occupied the town hall, all the infantry of the second squadron obeyed the order, continued to march towards the bell tower, and planted the flag of our squadron at the door......"

When attacking the city, after the city is breached, the flag is planted in each area, which means that the spoils of war belong to the trophy, and other troops attacking the city will try to avoid stepping into this area if it is not necessary, so as not to cause unnecessary friction within the army, usually in this case, the commander of the legion commands to recognize the flag but not the person.

The squadron leader did not rescue these officials of the town hall, only planted the flag belonging to his squadron at the door, and led a group of infantry to seize the clock tower of the square, which was definitely ruthless......

As long as the banner of the rebels on the bell tower is removed and replaced with the banner of the lord army, even if it is announced that the lord army has recaptured the town of Takkale, such a military achievement will naturally be the primary goal of the squadrons.

The hoarse scolding of the officials in the courtyard immediately turned into a miserable cry for help......

The other infantry squadrons rushed over, and the guards guarding the gate of the town hall explained and finally said, "...... Let them roast a fire in it, maybe their minds can be clearer. ”

It was roasted like this until noon, when the squadron leader remembered that the town hall had not yet gone in to loot the loot, so he returned to clean up the scene.

By the time they began to rescue, the entire wooden structure of the town hall had been completely turned into ashes, and half of the tax collectors and clerks tied to the courtyard had died of dehydration, even if they were not dead, the skin on the side of the town hall was all dried and cracked by the fire or blisters, and in some places, reaching out and touching it, a large piece of dry and cracked dead skin would fall off.

At this moment, no one has the strength to shout and abuse anymore, but the courtyard of the town hall is full of dead silence, and although all the people who are still alive try their best to hide it, there is still a kind of resentment in their eyes that cannot be resolved......

On the seventh day after the rebels captured the town of Takkale, it was finally recaptured by the lord army.

In this town, the rebels almost cleaned up all the nobles and merchants in the town, and almost all the nobles who participated in the resistance of their private troops were hanged on the wooden crosses in the square at the gate of the city, and their bodies were burned to ashes by the fire, and many owners of manors in the rich area died in the hands of the rebels, but these estates were preserved in the war.

By the time the lords recaptured the town of Takale, they had not killed a few rebels, but more than 100 of the town's residents had died under the flint, and more than two-thirds of the houses in the western district had been destroyed, and the townspeople had become homeless again in the rich areas......

The only thing that no one bothered was a mage nobleman like Arvid, who only had to hang his mage badge at the door so that the lord armies wouldn't rush in and loot the loot.

Surdak stood on the rooftop, watching the fighting gradually subside, but the town had already become devastated, and for a moment his heart had become mixed, and it was really hard to say anything.

"This is war?" He looked down and asked Evid Magician who was lying on a wicker chair on the terrace.

The Evid Wizard looked up and said earnestly to Surdak, "Yes, this is war...... This time the rebels were more restrained, at least there weren't many tragic things happening...... The tragic events I am talking about are far more cruel than what is in front of me......"