The siege of the city of Betan has been going through for most of the day, and the fierce shouting and killing have not stopped from morning to now. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The viscount of Ceylon, having received the news that he had returned to the opposite camp after the fifth bombardment of the planes, personally came to the city wall again in armor.

This is the fifth time that the Viscount of Ceylon has climbed the city wall today, and no matter how much his soldiers slander him, as long as the Viscount of Ceylon sees the plane on the opposite side taking off, he quickly withdraws the wall and hides in a certain basement.

It wasn't until his soldiers informed him that the plane was gone, and he packed up and returned to the city walls.

The debut of the plane was too much of a stimulus for the Viscount of Ceylon.

When the plane dropped the bomb for the first time, if he hadn't walked to the side on a whim, he might have turned into a charred corpse just like the soldier who was carried off the city wall that day.

But no matter how much he cursed Giggs, he couldn't hide the fear in his heart from the Viscount of Ceylon.

The bow and arrows used in peacetime warfare, even if he stood on the head of the city, he did not see the slightest fear, because even if it was the enemy's arrow rain, he only needed to bow down, and then be safe and sound under the protection of the shields raised by the surrounding soldiers.

But the thing that flew overhead, and now he didn't know its name, its attack, if it happened to be hit, his own soldiers would be blown up into the sky.

As a lord, or even the only remaining lord of the Whispering Forest except for Giggs, who is now a king.

He has his own ambitions, his life, and many things that he values.

However, all this requires him to live, and dead people are not qualified to talk about dreams.

In the face of this heavenly attack, the Viscount of Ceylon believed that once he was hit and died, his generals would never support his son and continue to fight against Giggs.

Instead, he would not hesitate to arrest his family after his death, then empty the mountain of stones behind the city gates, and kneel to Giggs on the opposite side to surrender.

So, even though he knew that his behavior would reduce his prestige among his soldiers, he still had to do it.

Kicking down a garrison soldier who was fighting with his own soldiers on the city wall, he indifferently stabbed his sword into the soldier's chest, and the garrison soldier turned to join the other battlefield in his incredulous eyes.

Whenever the planes carried out a targeted bombing of the city of Petain, the originally stalemate of the battle line would be pushed forward, even with a steady stream of reserve troops joining, and the garrison could already gain a foothold on the city wall after a long day of fighting.

This was a week ago, and the Viscount of Ceylon could not have imagined that the defense of the city, which he saw as having a great advantage, would become precarious half a day after the enemy army officially sent troops to attack the city.

"This terrible enemy ~hiss~"

After killing a garrison soldier again, the guards beside him shouted, "Lord Lord!"

Knowing that this usually lean-looking soldier wanted to boost morale, but at this time, the Viscount of Ceylon was eager to slap him in the face.

At this time, the morale of the soldiers who belonged to him around him was indeed high, but looking at the garrison under Giggs, especially the soldiers of the garrison who had climbed the city wall and were not far from him, the Viscount of Ceylon felt very melancholy.

"His Majesty the King has an order to capture the thief Ceylon, the official will be promoted to the third level, and the bounty will be thousand, whether he lives or dies!"

A general with the rank of captain of the garrison heard the shouts of the guard beside the Viscount of Ceylon, his eyes immediately lit up, and under the cover of the surrounding robes, the long knife pointed directly at the Viscount of Ceylon, who was dressed in military uniform, and shouted the reward that Giggs had already set.

And these wolf-like soldiers were even more demoralized when they heard the bounty, but there was no such soldier who was carried away by the bounty and rushed into the enemy army alone.

On the contrary, these soldiers followed their discipline, little by little, to stabilize their positions on the city walls, and as time went on, and the soldiers behind them added a little bit outward.

The Viscount of Ceylon cursed secretly, raised his sword in his hand, and shouted loudly.

"Kill all these guys, drive them off the walls, and get them back to the Spark Territory!"

Because of the reckless behavior of the soldiers around him, the Viscount of Ceylon was already equivalent to a spiritual leader who was pushed out at this time, even if he was a well-deserved leader of Petain City.

But at this moment, he couldn't hold back!

Because at this time, whether it is the garrison or his own soldiers, the attention is on him, once he retreats here, then it will be accompanied by the collapse of the morale of the soldiers near him, which will affect the entire battlefield.

At this time, the Viscount of Ceylon had no chance to continue fighting, and now he only needed to stand in the middle of his personal guard, keep himself safe and worry-free, and deliver a message to his own soldiers.

"Your lord is fighting with you!"

The morale of the soldiers of Betan City was undoubtedly at its peak at this time, and under the hard work of these soldiers, there were signs of counterattack on the city wall for a time.

However, it was only a sign, as the number of soldiers belonging to the garrison on the city wall gradually increased, especially the number of officers, these officers who had cultivated the secret method directly pushed aside the soldiers in front of them and walked to the forefront of the battle together.

And then.

It's overwhelming!

In the battle of cold weapons, brave warriors will be valued by the superiors, which undoubtedly proves that they have exerted their strength worthy of this kind of weight in the war.

And in hand-to-hand combat on the city walls, due to the limitations of many friendly forces, no soldier dared to use bows and arrows at this time, except for those sharpshooters.

And without the threat of cold arrows that could not be seen from afar, the officers of the garrison formed a battle formation to let these soldiers in Betan City know the reason why the Spark Leader army was invincible so far.

No one was the enemy of these officers in chain mail and armed with a hundred forged swords, and the counterattack organized by the soldiers of Petain, boosted by the morale of the Viscount of Ceylon, was violently extinguished.

With the corpses that kept falling to the ground and the wails on the battlefield, the Viscount of Ceylon had begun to slowly retreat under the protection of his personal guards, and the continuous stream of soldiers from under the city walls bypassed the personal soldiers around the Viscount of Ceylon in the roar of the officers, and continued to fill the losses just now.

"The Iron Bird is here again!"

I don't know which soldier's shouts drew the attention of some of the soldiers of Petain City, who had not been in close contact with the enemy for a while, to the plane that was flying towards the city wall not far away.

Suddenly, there was some commotion among the soldiers on the city wall, but in the scolding of their respective commanders, they forcibly suppressed the fear in their hearts and continued to join the battlefield according to their previous actions.

The Viscount of Ceylon could already be said to be panicked at this time, and the impression left on him by the first plane bombing was so deep that he couldn't help but roar when he saw the approaching silver-white planes.

"Hurry up, cover me up in the basement!" (To be continued.) )