"Kill!" A hoarse voice burst out of Karle's throat, and the long sword full of gaps in his hand stabbed directly into the chest of a temple soldier, but the soldier firmly grasped the blade of the long sword with his own hand, Karley couldn't pull it out for a while, and a temple soldier rushed up with a spear behind him, Karle raised a kick and kicked the enemy in front of him away, and then pulled out the long sword, and then forcibly rotated his body for half a circle, but he dodged the spear, and stabbed the long sword in his hand into the soldier's face. Heaven.2.

The soldier didn't even have time to scream and died on the spot, Kalie gasped, he forcibly turned around, and finally was injured by the spear in his waist, fortunately, there was a slight barrier by the armor, but there were some skin injuries, at this time, how could he still have the strength in his body, watching the enemy surround him again, Kahler took a deep breath again, ready to meet it.

But seeing two domineering swords flashing, the enemy in front of him was actually cut off, blood, internal organs under the action of inertia directly poured on Karle's body, caught off guard Karle could only protect his eyes, and then looked up, but it was Faramir with a small team of men and horses rushing over, Karlie was shocked, could it be that the wall that Faramir was responsible for defending was evacuated in a shock?

The heart was slightly relieved, Callie could no longer hold on to sit on the ground, his eyes rolled and he fainted, and even was stepped on several times without the slightest movement, the long knife in Faramor's hand flew up and down and cut down a few soldiers and then came to Calle's side, a little hand knew that Calle was just too tired, fainting caused by physical exhaustion, but fortunately, after he came to support, there were not many enemies left on the wall of the north gate, and he was slashed for a while, Faramor suddenly heard a voice, and the other party actually withdrew his troops at this time！

After watching the enemy get rid of the tide like a tide, Faramir ordered the wingmen to take advantage of the chaos to attack, and then helped Callie up, found a kettle and poured some water on Calle's face and gasped, this is the enemy's twenty-fifth attack, compared with the previous twenty-four, this attack is not very strong, the discontinuous attack gives his side a chance to rest, but this interval is getting shorter and shorter, there are no long-range weapons and sassal wood, boulders and other defensive things, can only rely on the soldiers' fighting, it seems to know that the number of troops in the Crescent Moon City is not much, although each attack is a shallow taste, but it has brought a lot of casualties to their own side。

And from the news that came in the past few days, the North Wind Province in the north of the Crescent Moon Province also started a skirmish, the Ink Feather Cavalry Regiment of the Binis Empire and the Thirteen Dusts of the Ron Empire, almost day and night attacking the temple reinforcements that came to support, once the reinforcements arrived, the rebels who integrated the forces were afraid that they would attack in one fell swoop and take the Crescent Moon City.

However, as long as you survive tonight, the victory should belong to the Crescent Moon City, look at the sky, Faramir ordered everyone to hurry up and rest, and then returned to the Lord's Mansion with the fainting Calle, and at this moment the low wail in the Lord's Mansion has never stopped from beginning to end, these soldiers who have experienced high-intensity battles are trying to lower their voices as much as possible, because in the backyard of the Lord's Mansion, even His Majesty Kahler was injured, and the maids of the City Lord's Mansion were busy getting water medicine, but there were too many injured people, and the open space in the city was basically full of tents, and those soldiers who were slightly injured but could not go to the battlefield were placed hereThere is also a forbidden area in the city, and the soldiers who were carried in on stretchers were never brought out, and they were the remains of the martyrs, because of the siege, the bodies of these soldiers could only be temporarily placed in the open space.

Fortunately for the time being, the weather in Crescent Moon City is colder than in other areas, and the corpses of these warriors are frozen hard and will not rot, otherwise if the temperature is high, there will be epidemics in this city, and when the time comes, I am afraid that even if there are no enemies, this city will fall.

"Lord Alex, now that the enemy has retreated, if we don't attack in the afternoon, we may have to wait for reinforcements from Lord Ghost. "Faramir's bald head was covered with blood, coupled with the hideous scar on his head, which made people feel a little sad just by looking at it, but in front of Faramir, there was a teaching regiment leader Alex lying flat on a simple wooden bed with bandages on his body, in order to prevent the enemy from capturing the wall, the veterans of the teaching regiment also rushed to the city wall, and Alex was injured at that time.

"How many of us are left now?" Alex's eyes flashed with joy when he heard the enemy retreat again, but then he asked about this heavy topic, and Faramir was silent for a moment before saying, "It's less than two thousand, the enemy has at least more than 70,000 troops, and we probably won't be able to survive the next siege, maybe we will have to prepare for a street battle." Faramir said with some frustration, having participated in the defensive battle of the Holy Capital, of course he knew that once the city wall was captured, then the fall of the city would also become a matter of time, and the so-called street battle was just a step by step block, and the corner was just stubborn resistance.

"How many of our reserve militia are left?" Alex asked after a sigh while lying on the bed, and Faramir followed suit with a sigh, "It's good to have three thousand left, after all, they haven't been systematically trained, and they can't compare with the soldiers of the temple, and the effect of swinging is limited." ”

"Less than six thousand, the other party is seventy thousand, this offensive and defensive battle is already worthy of our fame, even the North Wind City at that time was not as embarrassed as us, hold on to this last time, survive, everything is easy to say, it can't be over, and there is no regret in the old man's heart." Alex wanted to laugh, but he didn't expect to open his mouth to cause a violent cough.

"According to the news from the Winged People, it is said that Lord Oniughou will not arrive until dawn tomorrow, and he has not brought back many troops, less than 10,000, but if it is taken by surprise, we should still have hope. A spark of hope slowly rose in Faramor's eyes, and this news was not only the reason why he had persevered until now, but also the reason why the entire Crescent Army, and even the entire Crescent City, had been able to hold on until now.

Ghost ugly can always give people unexpected surprises, Faramir slowly stood up, but began to think about what the ghost ugly had to do to solve the current predicament, in Faramir's opinion, this 10,000 troops, it is still impossible to be the opponent of the temple, because they only have 3,000 cavalry and 3,000 infantry, and the other 4,000 are all temporarily recruited, and the combat effectiveness is probably not as good as the slaves of Crescent City, how to make good use of these soldiers in his hands, Faramir has a headache as long as he thinks about it, and he doesn't know what method the ghost will use.

Outside the Crescent City, inside the rebel camp.

"There are more than sixty-five thousand people, and the combat power of the temple is no more than that. On the blade of a slender double-edged long sword, pure white gauze was slowly cruising on the blade, but the blade was sharp, but it directly cut through the white gauze, and the hand on the gauze was uninjured, and after wiping for a while, the owner of the long sword finally put away his sword and slowly stood up.

"Are you still not going to let me take command now?"

In front of this figure, many temple generals were a little embarrassed, but no one dared to refute, because in front of them, but the three marshals of the empire, the blood wolf Pixar, even if they were given 10,000 guts, they did not dare to make a mistake in front of Pixar, so when Pixar said these words, the actions of the generals of the temple were surprisingly consistent: looking at the other person next to Marshal Pixar, the golden robe sacrifice of the Kotler Empire, but the golden robe sacrifice at this time had long lost the look when he first arrived here, and seeing that many generals were looking at him, his old face was red, but he didn't know what to say, and finally he could only cough twice in embarrassment。

It's just that the opinions put forward by Marshal Pixar are something he will never agree with, and this is the meaning of the temple, Marshal Pixar finally took down the city wall after a series of commands in the later stage of the offensive and defensive battle of the Holy Capital, thus laying the victory in one fell swoop, but this kind of small city Marshal Pixar also has to come in person, it is a little intriguing, but at that time, the temple of transmission was large, and the gold-robed sacrifice thought that a small crescent city could not form a climate at all, so he directly erected Marshal Pixar, but in the past ten days, in front of this eight-sided crescent city, all the generals took turns to go up, but they did not get any benefits, Now a force of hundreds of thousands is actually fighting less than 100,000, such a record has long caused the morale of the army in the camp to fluctuate, but this time all the legions that came were from the temple, but the fifth prince Greine did not bring anyone except for a Pixar, and everyone understood the temple's intention to invite merit.

After discussing for a while, Pixar returned to his tent under the pretext that he was tired, and as soon as he entered the tent, a figure followed, Pixar sat down in his place and looked at the people and said, "When will that little guy arrive?"

The figure whispered a few words, and Pixar nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's pretty fast, but in the face of the current situation, does he have any way to deal with it?"

But the figure shook his head, apparently unable to answer the question, and Pixar pondered for a moment before waving the man down, and the figure nodded and left the tent, leaving the camp after a few flickers.

Pixar took a deep breath and lay down on the bed, feeling a commotion outside, but the old man, who had been fighting for decades, closed his eyes and fell asleep without care, until the next day the soldiers outside the tent sent a result that surprised him.

The temple finally intends to cede power, and now Pixar has finally become the commander of the 60,000 remnants of the army, hearing this result, Pixar doesn't understand, this is the temple is going to throw the black cauldron over to let himself back, at this time Pixar nodded and said: "Even so, pass my order, the whole army retreats!"

Just as the temple's golden-robed priest came over to prepare a theory with Pixar, the earth began to shake, and a rumbling sound came from the smoke and dust in the distance, tearing people's hearts and souls, and tearing people's hearts and gallbladders.

"Disaster!" Pixar was stunned for a moment, then muttered.