"Aim, shoot!"

The order was given, and the Kislev Shooting Corps soldiers on the city wall pulled the trigger, and in an instant, on the thick city wall, there were flames, gunsmoke, bullets, and swished towards the northern army below the city.

Although most of the soldiers besieging the northern border raised their shields, under the strong firepower, hundreds of people were still killed instantly. Bullets slammed into their necks, shoulders, and heads, and blood splattered. The powerful firepower of the shooting army can even penetrate the plate armor, and even if the general wears the thick plate armor on the battlefield, there is still a danger of being shot by ordinary soldiers. Not to mention these soldiers in the north who are unevenly equipped.

Beside Celta, a Norscan warrior was shot and fell to the ground, a bullet that struck him in the cheek and pierced the other side of his face, bleeding profusely. Celta only felt angry, these warriors were the first northern warriors to follow Rhodes, and they have been fighting with Rhodes since they were in Black Hammer Castle. Those who can stay are all elites from a hundred. Every time one is killed, it is a great loss. Of course, siege warfare has to pay a huge price.

"Push!"

Celta yelled. The siege tower carts slowly approached the walls, the behemoths already riddled with arrows and bullet holes, but still advancing. Hundreds of soldiers pushed these siege towers underneath, and for every soldier who fell, another soldier took his place and continued to push the siege towers.

At the same time, above the siege tower, the sappers of the Northern Coalition Army were wielding crossbows and shooting the Tsar's archers on the city walls.

......

Boom, boom, boom...... The sound of siege in the distance was endless, and in the towers of the Bandagar Palace, the flames of battle could be faintly seen. Pavel stood on the balcony, ready for the last battle. He straightened his armor, and just as the guards outside the gate had been replaced by others, they had come to meet the prince out of the city at the appointed time.

"Inform everyone that it's time to act. ”

Pavel said confidently, holding his sword.

The liaison ran out like a fly, and the guards escorted the proud prince out of the palace. He had to take part in the battle himself, and he was bound to let all the townspeople witness their prince's personal participation in the battle. Yes, he is fighting for Kislev, for his people. Pavel thought like this, and couldn't help but be full of fighting spirit. However, as soon as he walked out of the palace, he saw a flying giant bat grab a civilian and tear him to pieces in the air, and the body fell right in front of the prince, scaring him enough......

"It seems that the bloody Caterina has already begun to use the undead legion, she is doing the final battle of the trapped beasts!, Your Royal Highness Prince, we have no time, we must concentrate our forces and open the city gates!"

The captain of the escort beside him shouted.

The panicked crowd on the street and the monsters flying in the air made Pavel's mood more and more nervous. He swallowed his saliva and nodded sheepishly.

Knights and thugs began to gather in the streets, and knights in chain mail were followed by a large number of thugs armed with rudimentary weapons, rushing towards the city gates.

"For Prince Pavel!"

The knights shouted and rushed all the way from the Tsar's Boulevard.

Pavel in the crowd was in high spirits and spirits, and it was the most glorious moment of his life, raising the banner of rebellion against the tyranny of the queen, and being carried through the streets by the knights. However, the expected scene of civilians cheering in the corridor did not appear, instead there were closed doors and windows, and the roaring sound of artillery fire and battle had already made the civilians tremble with fear, no one dared to go out of the house, everyone was waiting in the house for the storm to pass, they just wanted to live...... Three k

Finally, the brave knights rushed all the way to the main city gate. Here, the battle is raging. Cannonballs and stones from outside the city roared into the city, smashing the buildings inside the city to pieces, and almost nothing at the foot of the city walls was intact except for the fortified walls of Kislev.

"Prince Pavel ......"

When the defenders on the city wall saw the prince appear on the front line of the battlefield wearing armor, they thought that reinforcements had arrived, and they were not prepared at all. It wasn't until the menacing knights climbed the walls that something didn't feel right. But it was too late, and the knights of the kingdom who swore allegiance to Pavel and the thugs who had collected the money joined forces to kill the soldiers of the defenders of the city gates one by one. Some were pushed directly down the city tower and died with a whimper.

"Open the gates!"

Without waiting for Pavel's order, the mob scrambled to pull the chains, and the huge gates of Kislev were gradually opened by the crowd.

Outside the city, the northern coalition forces shouted slogans of victory and kept crowding towards the city gates.

On the city wall, the rushing shooting reinforcements could not stop the development of the situation, and could only make sporadic resistance on the city wall.

"For the King of the North!"

"For Rod!"

A tidal wave of legions poured into the city, and the soldiers chanted Rhodes' name, which made Pavel in the crowd blush. You opened the gates of the city and let you in, but you shouted the name of the king of the north. Pavel cursed inwardly, and in the rushing crowd, he became almost transparent.

"Retreat, retreat to the inner city!

The leader of the shooting corps shouted loudly.

Marilyn the witch ascended the walls and commanded the rest of the troops to retreat. It was the last elite unit loyal to the Queen, and although the walls were lost, the soldiers did not panic. The Krem Guard, wielding a large axe, guards the last line of defense. On the Tsar's Boulevard, the Queen's warriors kept retreating, and the northern army was in hot pursuit......

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Underground in the Winter Palace of Ice and Snow, the wind gusts and the cold makes the water flow into ice. Hanging from the ceiling, the ice pick resembles a sword. In the dungeon, thousands of undead warriors are roaring, and they who have long lost their lives are reinvigorated. A strange blue light bloomed from the eye sockets of the skeleton, and in the pitch-black dungeon, thousands of glowing ghost eyes converged together, like a blue ocean.

Caterina on the throne looked at the skeletons and carrion with satisfaction, for her, this was the real legion. This is the truly courageous, loyal and fearless army. She never had to worry about them mutiny, she never had to guess their minds, she only had to be strong enough to control them all the time. Wherever they point, these undead will kill, and they don't need food, supplies, or even rest, and the undead army is much easier to use than the human army.

The gates were breached, and Caterina was informed.

Then, let him come, come and take the throne. A strange smile tugged at the corners of Katerina's mouth......