Looking at the corpses of the Gallic heavy cavalry all over the ground, and looking at the faces of the Gauls at the head of Berlin del City who fell into a trance under the blow of Yan zhòng, Varisian felt very funny, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, the Gallic Janissaries after this battle, even if they were not frightened, at least they would not dare to go out of the city to meet the battle as arrogantly as these three thousand Gallic cavalry, as long as the other party stretched out a timid link in his heart, it was proved

Varisian turned to the herald behind him and whispered, "Let's go!"

"Yes, sir!"

The herald cavalry took out the prepared special bow and arrow from the war horse's weapon trough with a cold face, pointed it at a vertical angle to the sky, and the front end of the arrow cluster revealed a hollow oval pointed mouth, which was the arrow used by the army to communicate.

"Collapse"

The bowstring vibrated and a white line flew swiftly towards the sky overhead

The "woo" arrow cluster tore through the air and turned into a cluster of arrows that asked the sky, because the speed was extremely fast, and no one noticed this arrow at first.

But as the melodious sound like the chirping of an eagle pierced out from the direction of the arrow cluster, getting higher and higher, under the surprised and horrified gaze of the Gauls, it finally turned into a sharp sound that resounded through the sky and the earth, and the "woo" eagle chirped again!

The face of the Gaul looked ugly, the eagle was the mark of the Falcon of Vecchia, and the sound of the eagle's chirping became more and more pronounced when he thought of this victorious demon king-level figure, who was under the city wall at this moment

They felt an irrepressible panic rise in their hearts, and their eyes were focused on the hundreds of corpses on the plain, covered with arrows and the corpses of the fallen cavalry horses and men of the Gallic Praetorian Guard.

"Oh my God, what's that!"

A Gallic soldier shouted in horror, pointing to the distance, and the Gauls at the head of the city also withdrew from the white line that attracted attention, and looked in the direction of the Gallic soldier's finger.

Such a vibration naturally did not occur because of the white line that gradually disappeared into the sky, but in the direction of the flank of the Falcon Army's black formation, dozens of huge ballistas were slowly pushed out of the dense forest by the Falcon Army soldiers.

The firing direction of these ballistas was neatly lined up in the direction of the city gate, and the iron arrows forged from metal up to a meter long were carefully put into the shooting slot by the soldiers, and the bowstrings of the ballistas were pulled apart again, and the cold light of the arrows at the front was reminiscent of the bright stars in the night sky. Behind the ballista was a whole group of archers who came out of the forest, their bare right arms, wearing red light archer skin armor, burly bodies, and their bare right arms almost as thick as an adult's thighs.

The eyes of the Gauls fell on the archers, but most of them immediately avoided them, as they all felt a feeling of being stabbed

It's really because the shape of these archers is too violent. Although the huge curved bow with a handle of 2 meters long in his hand was only quietly held in his hand, he could still feel a fierce tiger-like aura permeating from these tall archers, thinking that even the heavy cavalry of his own side could not escape the ambush and close killing of these terrible archers just now, if it was himself who was below at the moment...... Cold sweat oozed from the foreheads of the Gallic soldiers

Because they came to the same conclusion "Surely die!" in the face of such an enemy. No one will survive!

"Bastard, I should have thought of it, that bastard is in the place, how could there be no Thorn Tile Shooter of the Falcon Central Army. This is the most feared class of the Falcon army, and the powerful ones in their hands can pierce a qiē, and the heavy longbow of 2 meters is within fifty meters. Even the heavy cavalry armor and shields can be torn apart, which is simply for the sake of killing

Algernonkatya gasped for breath, his eyes stared at the red shooters who came out from behind, his pupils constricted painfully, his hands held on to the battlements, trying to balance the fluctuation of his own heart, his eyes burst with a sense of grief and indignation,

No wonder! Even such an elite as the heavy cavalry of the Praetorian Guard could not break through the resistance of the Falcon Army, it turned out that the other party was too despicable, with such a number of crossbow carts and thousands of thorn tile longbowmen to set up an ambush, and suddenly attacked from the flank.

Every qiē is showing that this is the murder designed by the other party!

"Why, why don't you want to believe me!"

Looking at the corpses of the cavalry and war horses lying on the ground in the distance, because they were too dense to form a huge sweeping slope, densely piled together, thinking of those figures that were still arrogant just now, Algernonkatya's eyes were bloody, his fists were clenched together, and finally he closed his eyes tightly in pain as if he was powerless,

These Gallic Janissaries were born into the famous families of the Empire in Kyoto, possessed extraordinary courage, and regarded the glory of the Empire as their lives, and only such young people could support the future of the Empire, and make the Empire glorious like the rising sun, even if there were mistakes, it was forgivable, they should not be like young eagles, who had not really stepped on their own stage and fell in a cruel war,

Since the war between the Gallic Empire and the Falcon Army, the loss of the northwest, the loss of the southwest, and the loss of most of the Rasti has certainly been severe, but the loss of the imperial soldiers has been even more terrible. More than two million young men, for various reasons, lost in this terrible war,

Throughout the winter, the empire mobilized the whole people and mobilized hundreds of thousands of troops to go to the front, which was already the maximum of the empire's full support, but now, whether it was for the children of elite nobles such as the Praetorian Guard, or the children of ordinary peasants, this war has shown signs that the empire has run out of oil.

"Lord Emma, you can start preparing now! I dare say that the Gallic Praetorian Guards in the city will never dare to go out of the city to meet the battle today!"

In the distance below the city, Varisian in the Falcon Army array looked at Hutu Emma next to him, and smiled at the corner of his mouth, "In a tragic way, two troops have been lost in a row, even the bravest soldiers will be affected to a certain extent, in one day, whether we can take the city in front of us is the key to whether we can win the final battle with the Gauls!"

"Now let's start arranging Thor, what if the enemy attacks?"

Hutu Emma's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said with a solemn expression without hesitation, "Once attacked, it is difficult for Thor's muzzle to turn in a short time, and according to what you said, the enemy in the city may launch a two-sided attack at that time, people can run, but the heavy Thor can't, once these Thors fall into the hands of the Gauls, the consequences will be unimaginable!." I have seen the forging skills of the Gauls, as long as there is a blueprint, their craftsmen can make weapons similar to Thor, and I don't know how many imperial soldiers will die from the reckless negligence of you and me today!"

"Your Excellency don't worry too much about the Gallic troops that have come back, because they haven't left yet!" said Varissian, looking up at the sky, absent-mindedly

"We have been here for half a day, and with the time of last night, even if the news of the other party is blocked, it should be estimated that we have arrived in Berlindel!" said Hutu Emma with some anger, "This is a matter related to the lives of tens of thousands of soldiers." It's not a joke to fool around!"

Varisian knew that Hutu Emma had misunderstood him, and said in a somewhat apologetic voice, "I saw that it was not explained clearly before, and what I said earlier would be attacked from both sides, and it would indeed happen, but not now, it was still daytime, and under the all-out offensive of His Majesty the Falcon, it would be very good for the Gauls on the front line to be able to support, not to mention the reinforcements that were drawn in the fierce battle." In that way, under the turmoil of the army, it may cause the collapse of the whole army and it is very likely, after all, Hasenranpo is also a famous general who blocked the pace of His Majesty for a winter, and he will definitely not reverse this low-level mistake. So it's certain that if the other side wants to withdraw its troops, it will have to hold out until night at least!"

"Evening?" Hutu Emma was stunned for a moment, wondering why Varisian was so sure

"Because it's night," said Varisian. The two armies had to cease fighting, and Hasenrampo was a famous Gallic general who was able to hold out to Rusti for an entire winter. It is enough to show that he is not a mediocre talent, and he is good at defense is his characteristic, so he knows very well the importance of Berlin Del to the entire campaign, otherwise he would not personally lead the main force of 100,000 right wings to sit on the mountain road!"

Varisien's voice stopped, and he sighed slightly. Therefore, when it was found that Burlindel was likely to be lost, Hasenrimbaud would inevitably draw the main force from the front line to return for reinforcements, and the reason for choosing to return at night was not only because he could avoid the stalemate of the front line and use the night to avoid the pressure of His Majesty, but also because at that time, it was also the time when our intruding troops fought fiercely under the city of Berlin Del for a day, and their physical strength and combat strength were the weakest, Hasenranpo will take advantage of the situation and annihilate us directly in Berlindel!" "If that's the case, then why do we still fight Berlindel!"

Hutu Emma's face was gloomy when he heard this, he thought at first that it was just a battle aimed at Berindel, but now when he heard Varisian's words, he realized that the goal of attacking Berlin Del was actually to force the main force of Hasenrimbaud to come back!, Thinking of this, Hutu Emma's white eyebrows were also tightly twisted together, there were the defenders of Berlin Del who added up to nearly 30,000 people, and then there was the main force of Hasenrimbaud, which could arrive at any time and was forced to withdraw from the front line,

The so-called main force should also be in the army of more than 100,000 people!

Thinking that the Gallic army that was all over the mountains surrounded him in the middle, Hutu Emma beat a fierce spirit, his face was slightly pale, he was not afraid of death, he was reluctant to get the greatest conclusion of his research results,

According to some of the contents and conjectures of the Falcon Majesty Xià about the so-called gunpowder gun,

It took Hutu Emma a full year to finally complete the heavy innovation of Thor's breech loading technology, and also made the first door, only two soldiers need to be able to pick up and move the small Thor sample, although this small Thor needs a bracket support, and the lethality cannot be compared with the real Thor, but its scattering projectile with a range of fifty meters can sweep across a section, and can easily penetrate the general infantry armor, thirty meters, can shatter the infantry shield, ten meters, even the heavy cavalry wearing double heavy armor will be beaten flesh and blood,

In terms of loading, because the research institute has a lot of practical experience that has been accumulated in the actual operation of Thor, gunpowder and projectiles are wrapped in leather paper in advance, and only need to be put in when used, and the fastest speed can reach eight times a minute

Hutu Emma takes pride in this technology, believing that it will lead to another revolution in the tactics of the Imperial infantry, just as the falcon swept the world with crossbow battles, and the Thor, used by the squad, would be a nightmare for enemy infantry groups. "Hitting Berlin del is the meaning of His Majesty!"

Varisien looked at Hutu Emma, who looked a little gloomy, and seemed to know what he was thinking, and he also knew about Hutu Emma's research, and he was very familiar with Hutu Emma's family, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "And after analysis, Your Majesty and I both think." This is an opportunity to knock on the heart of Gaul as quickly as possible!" "Isn't it too expensive to knock on this door at the cost of 50,000 soldiers!"

Hutu Emma's lips trembled, and she looked a little excited, in fact, anyone who found herself in such a dangerous situation was as dangerous as a fly in two large splints, and could be caught by the splints at any time, would have expressed a little gaffe: "It's dangerous, but it's worth trying." There is no such thing as a safe way in this world!" Varisian smiled resolutely and said confidently, "But one thing is advantageous for us, the shortcut we took the mountain road is faster than they can get the news, and the most important thing for us is that we know that Hasenlimpo will definitely come to help! and we know that his return must be tonight, and this is the most important part of the whole battle!"

"It's a rabbit and a hunter's gamble!"

Varisian's eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a thick battle intent, and a trace of hideousness flashed on his face, "The time for Hasenlampo to annihilate us is one night. And the time we need to hold on is also one night, if Hasenrampo wins, he can take advantage of the night to lead the main force back to the front line again! Wipe out our crisis quietly! If we win, the Gaulish Western Front, which finds that Hasenrimbaud's main force cannot return, will completely collapse. What His Majesty wants is not just a Berlin del, but what His Majesty wants is actually the 100,000 right wingers of Hasenrimbaud, the last hope that the Gauls are still supporting!"

In the afternoon, the convoy arrived, which had been delayed for a long time on the muddy mountain road. The heavy Thor was unloaded from the warhorse rack, and Hutu Emma's sappers were busy erecting a battery on a high hill outside Berlin del. In order to prevent the Gallic Janissaries in the city from discovering the anomaly, two groups of heavy infantry of the Central Army formed a formation in Berlin del City, and after two heavy attempts in the morning, the Gallic Janissaries in the city finally gave up their intention to fight out of the city

Algernonkatya stood on the city wall, watching the battle flags of the Falcon Army outside the city make a loud vibration sound in the wind, the golden falcon, the appearance of teeth and claws, made his two eyebrows tightly twisted together, he found that the Falcon Army was building a station on a hill outside the city, under the city, 20,000 black heavily armored Falcon Army hoplites, wearing tight masking helmets on their heads, holding heavy shields and spears with cold and shining lights, like a scattered concave arc, lined up in a murderous V-shaped phalanx, "Blocking the Longbow Formation!"

Algernonkatya's eyes looked at this array for more than half an hour, the metal shield flashed with a burst of cold light in the front, and behind the shield, you could see the whole piece of long tassels fluttering like flames, which was the beautiful red tassel on the tip of the helmet of the falcon hoplite, fluttering in the wind, like a red burning earth, filling everyone's sight, bringing people a strong visual impact, on both sides of the heavy infantry, there were falcon crossbowmen waiting for battle, and a terrifying huge crossbow was placed at the forefront,

After the bitter lesson of the morning, the Gallic Praetorian Guard knew very well that once they encountered the terrible arrow curtain of the Falcon Army, there would only be one final result, death! Hiding behind the city walls, at least they could survive, this time, no one dared to raise the slogan of taking the initiative again, those who dared to express courage with their lives were already lying on that field, and those who remained lacked a lot in courage and determination

Because of hesitation and timidity, the Gallic Janissaries led by Algernon Katya were moving towards the direction of destruction and did not know "Find some brackets to strengthen this place!" Algernon Katya led the overseer team to personally patrol the city, loudly giving various orders to the subordinates behind him, the golden sunset shone on the slope of the city wall, and for four hours, the Falcon Army outside the city did not have the slightest movement, which made the Gallic Praetorian Guards secretly relieved, it seems that they can't fight today! At this moment, the sentinel located at the southern end of the city wall suddenly let out a terrible shout, "Attention, sky!" "Sky?" Algernon Katya raised his head in surprise, only to see countless dense black dots rising from the high mountains outside the city, even obscuring the light of the setting sun,

"It's ......"

Algernonkatya's eyes were horrified, his face turned pale as he looked at the black dots that were becoming clearer and clearer in the sky, and shouted loudly, "Attention, everyone get down! It's the Falcon Army's fuel bomb!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw countless black smoke fireballs becoming visible to the naked eye, and while they were still in the air, you could clearly see the red flames spewing red flames from the fireball, shaking irregularly on the surface of the fireball, "Boom!" The earth trembled in a dense and violent explosion, and the debris on the south wall flew sideways, and the explosion opened up a ball of fire, quickly forming a series of fire dragons to wreak havoc on it,

"Ahh

But even if there was water in the fire that burst in front of him, it only made a crackling and popping sound, and then it burned even more violently."

"A burst of fire burst at the corner of the city wall, directly igniting a nearby commander of the Praetorian Guard who shouted loudly into a burning man," Ah" A terrible scream came out of his mouth that could no longer see the outline, and his tall body quickly turned black,

Seeing this scene, the Gallic Janissaries turned pale with fright, no one thought that the true face of war would be like this!

There are no enemies, not even their faces visible, and they are under attack as if they were coming from hell! (To be continued......