Chapter 212: Bombardment
"Report to the commander, the enemy not only did not surrender, but dared to fire at us!"
Hearing such a report, Ninia couldn't help but shake her head lightly in disappointment - the Noren family was already cornered, why should they be so stubborn?
Paying the tax arrears and accepting a fine of ten times the amount of the tax arrears for the rude crime of kidnapping and abusing the lord's fiancée will save the people from the war.
These lands under their feet, the Noren family doesn't want to take them back, once the army enters the territory, it represents the lord's decisive attitude, if it is changed to Ninia herself, I am afraid that the patience will have been exhausted long ago.
If it weren't for the lord who set off for the Howling Mountains again to deal with important matters related to the dense forest front, I am afraid that he would not have the opportunity to command so many troops alone.
When the attacker's guns were fired on the city wall, taking the lives of the defenders, the opponent did not intend to sit idly by, but used a number of trebuchets that had been set up at the head of the city long ago to fight back.
Faced with special precision shooting rifles and strange armor that is immune to bows and arrows, bows and arrows are difficult to use even if they are condescending, so they have to use the big guys that were originally prepared for siege engines.
The stones that had been piled up for years but never used came in handy, and the opponent's elite troops were small anyway, and they did not make a strong gesture of attack, so Lancer, the head of the Norren family, ordered a trebuchet to return fire.
Relatively accurate gun shooting, trebuchets hit people basically not accurate, can be close to the gods are blessed, but the victory is strong in stone, so when more than 20 frontal trebuchets are aimed at the front and throw a breath, brave soldiers are inevitably scared, can not rest assured to aim and shoot. net
The defenders who dared to show their heads on the wall were gone, and all that was left was the roar of trebuchets in the distance, so Ninia had the soldiers disperse to the east and west of the castle to look for enemy shots, and also spread out the range of trebuchets.
"It's not the way to go." Facing the immovable castle, several centurions suggested to the thoughtful general, "Order the moat to be filled!"
"The moat itself is not a problem, as long as Shera-sensei arrives, it can be smoothed out in an instant," Ninia's gaze fell further north, and her words were a little more worried, "This river comes from Herodes, if they also get reinforcements from Herodes......
After the defeat of the lord in the summer, Prince Lingus, the powerful minister of Herodes, was bent on revenge, and Ninia was also a little afraid of this seemingly elegant and rational but insidious and narrow-minded subordinate.
According to the information provided by the Enchanting Witch, now the Herodes are secretly training a new army, planning to be disgraced in the future, since the Norren family can collude with the Herod Kingdom all year round, then who knows if the dog will jump over the wall in a hurry this time.
The castle in front of you was impassable for the infantry, and if it could not be conquered and occupied, it would be an absolutely unimaginable disaster to become a fortress of the Herodians in the future.
The confrontation between the sniper and the catapult is completely tickling each other, and even if the bullet production has increased more than tenfold under the auspices of the great magician La Niña, there is no need to waste it like this.
As night fell, the castle became darker and more terrifying, and the thousands of torches on it looked like twinkling eyes, watching the attackers who could not be entered.
The Ice Demon Sensei Shera also arrives at the castle, but Ninia rejects her suggestion to freeze the moat.
"The castle won't move here, and I haven't made up my mind yet, because the weapons to break the city haven't arrived." Ninia said to Shera, "And there are a lot of innocent people in the city, and ......."
"Little Ninia is really a kind-hearted child, but kind-hearted people can't save those Terrans, whoever is strong will obey them, not whoever saves them, don't be sentimental."
Shella's words touched Ninia's heart, and at that moment, a dark shadow suddenly swooped down from the sky.
Ninia subconsciously took a step back, but Sheila reached out her slender hand and let it land on the back of her hand.
"Look what this is, little Cecil has sent us a message." Sheila froze the blood bat into an ice sculpture, making the demon text on it stand out, "Oh, no wonder the other party is not in a hurry, it turns out that they are all preparing to escape from the underground."
Hearing this news, Ninia was also taken aback, she didn't expect that the other party didn't want to defend it at all, but to play the golden cicada shelling strategy that the lord had talked about.
Cecil's news came a little later, but it was better to know than to be kept in the dark.
"Redeploy now, and when we have the chance, we'll be ready to rush in and stop the defection." Ninia summoned Cana and called the centurions again, "Time is ticking!"
In fact, by this time, most of the Nolen family's plans had succeeded, and since they didn't plan to make peace with the lord, escaping was the greatest success.
More than 30,000 people from all over the city and more than 34,000 people from outside the city, plus the Nolen family themselves, were huddled together in the city, and many of them were approaching the secret waterways for the first time, which no one was allowed to approach.
As the head of the family, Lancer took on the momentum of a man in power, and instead of taking the lead in fleeing first, he organized the defense and evacuation of the city - according to his plan, it was completely too late to leave when the tenants and serfs were halfway away.
"Father, since the money in the treasure house can be taken away, I will find a way to take the great beauty away," the son was still cheeky and pleaded at this time, "Leave it alone, she will be sucked dry by the plants."
"The demons deserve to die, especially the women of the demons." With a fierce glint in his eyes, Lancer said viciously, "It's a pity to ruin our home, if I don't have time to torture her, I must ......."
Dalma, who was beside him, took a few steps back, pretending not to hear.
Before the words fell, an explosion pierced the night sky, interrupting the old master's words.
The nightmare began.
The moonlight gradually shone over the land, and the cold air was broken by the vibration of the large metal pipes outside the city and the sound of the metal that was filling later.
In the position constructed by the territorial army, five strange long-barreled weapons stood there safely, and the intricate demonic carvings on the longpipes were quite exaggerated, and in the reflection of the moonlight, these weapons looked even more burly and dangerous.
Next to the cart behind the horse-pulling cavalry, a group of soldiers were busily shuttling back and forth, sweat and cold intermingling, but they did not stop for a moment, they were constantly moving the contents of the cart and accurately loading them into metal pipes.
Then, they twisted the bolts, meticulously adjusted the angle and direction of the shells, and then, under the personal orders of the commander-in-chief, fired the 12-pound projectile towards the castle.
It may seem to the soldiers that the principle of this huge weapon is no different from that of their rifles, but the weighted ammunition is not a mere lead bullet, and each shot is as if it were carrying the power of thunder, and when it takes off, it crosses a graceful trajectory and lands on and within the walls.
The castle that the Noren family had spent nearly fifty years painstakingly running was suddenly shrouded in a loud noise and gunsmoke, and any counterattack was pale and powerless, and no one had the courage to stop at the head of the city.
A large number of trebuchets fell into an embarrassing situation that could not be beaten and prevented, and some of them were quickly blown off, and the rest were not willing to be operated, and became useless decorations.
"Is this the legendary artillery?" Shira faced the roaring murder weapon and exclaimed, "The power is not inferior to the meteorite magic, and there are no magic fluctuations at all, Demon God bless!" How did my students make it......
"The master said that artillery is the god of war." Ninia proudly introduced, "Although for this reason, he was entangled by the god of war, Craigris, and he still has a headache......
"Do you mean...... My student has received a new level of care?" Sheila couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised, "The protection of the God of War was originally only available to His Royal Highness the Great Prince, but I didn't expect him to get it too."
"There's no doubt that the master is the darling of the gods," Ninia told the truth, "but it's not a good feeling to be fought over by the gods."
Maybe Big Brother Shule is proud of this, but for Vincent, there are different kinds of troubles, but the lovely teacher Xuela doesn't know about it.
One, two...... By an hour later, hundreds of shells had been smashed on the castle one after another, and they were like meteorites, all of them hitting the high-spirited castle, and some were heading
The city gate shot straight through, smashed the iron fence, smashed the drawbridge, and blasted the gate beyond recognition.
Powerful shells continued to tear through the castle walls, stones cracked, terrifying high-speed shrapnel flew everywhere, the castle's outer walls were torn apart by the claws of wild beasts, the masonry continued to fall, and the despair of the defenders spread in the dust and smoke that rose higher and higher.
The glorious tower collapsed in the billowing smoke, the impact shattered the flagpole, and the flaming flag fell, wailing in the wind like a death knell announcing defeat.
The "boom" cannon sound was endless, mixed with the sound of sharp metal, and the overwhelming cannonballs were like a judgment, and there were not a few defenders in the city, but in the face of inhuman-looking corpses, no one dared to go to the city.
All those who could move were so frightened that they reflexively rushed down the walls, crowded into the depths of the castle, or simply blended in with the populace.
Under the bombardment of the demons' artillery like money, the end of Norrenburg has come.