It was a pretty sneak attack!

After the rebels were silent for many days, under the deliberate management of Hughes and El Salvador, the armies were recuperated for several days, and the outside was loose and the inside was tight.

Hughes and Salvador gambled almost everything for tonight's sneak attack, including the last of the connections and influences that had been lurking in the city of Osgillia.

Naturally, it also includes the families of Gerry and Marsha, when the military regions openly rebelled early in the morning, the empire was crumbling, and after the rebels besieged the city, the Red Round Table once quietly rebelled against many powerful people in the city of Osgilia through the hidden dark line, which naturally included the families of Gerry and Marsha.

At that time, the situation seemed that the imperial family was crumbling, the empire had been weak for many years, and there was really no capital to confront the rebels. In this case, it is natural that many people have begun to seek a way out for themselves.

No one knows how many of the city's imperial magnates have secretly fallen to the rebels or kept in touch with the rebels under the covert operations of Hughes and El Salvador. What is certain is that in the panic of the people at that time, this kind of thing was definitely not rare!

As the situation developed, and after the recent entry of the Rantis Kingdom into the war, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and the people in the city who had been the grass on the wall naturally became more and more panicked.

At this time, the last gamble that Salvador and Hughes conspired to brew was to secretly contact those powerful families in the city who had been connected with him, and conspire to seize the city!

It's simple, but it's also very effective. Hughes and Salvador made lucrative terms, and at the same time threatened each other: if they were defeated, then they would publish the previous covert correspondence and contacts between the two sides. Presumably, the young and vigorous Emperor Garcia, once he learned after the war that there were snakes and rats among these courtiers under his command, he would definitely not let go of these wall grass.

Under such a threat, some people in the city had to give in.

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It's rare for Hughes and Salvador to work together so sincerely, and for this attack on the city, the two of them almost gambled all their family money!

Gerry was an ambush in the city, and the target was to select Nigur's battalion defense area, which was never the main attack point of the rebels, so the defenders did not seem to pay much attention to it. And with Gerry as an internal response.

That night, Hughes even disregarded his own safety and personally led troops to attack the city. He brought out all the most elite guards under his command, and in any army of this era, the guards of the main general were often the most carefully selected elite men. A battalion of guards under Hughes had 500 men, and these 500 men were selected from the tens of thousands of soldiers of the entire Armenian army, and they were all excellent candidates of the first class in terms of skill and combat effectiveness.

Of these 500 personal guard battalions, Hughes also spared no expense in arming, the best equipment, the most sophisticated weapons, the most generous military salaries, and the best treatment. There is also the most severe and even harsh training! A personal guard battalion with such 500 people costs even 30 percent more than a flag regiment.

These five hundred guard battalions, even in the battle of the Rhodellia cavalry storming the city that night, Hughes only brought two squads with him, and of course, the Rhodria cavalry raided the city beyond Hughes's expectations, if he could have predicted the consequences in advance, how could he also bring his most elite guard battalion with him.

And that night, Hughes's army was forcibly routed by the Rhodrian cavalry, and in the chaos of the army, Hughes even couldn't save his life, and it was by relying on the two elite guards around him to protect and kill him to save his life.

This guard camp is Hughes's heart, and tonight's attack on the city can be said to be Hughes and Salvador's last fight to take away Oscuria, and Hughes actually threw them all out. And it was lost in the most critical and dangerous place!

Salvador did not hide his secrets anymore, and among his army, three hundred dead soldiers were also selected, plus the elites contributed by other armies, a total of more than 1,000 elite dead soldiers were formed, and in the dark, while the night was quiet, they lurked by the river outside the city of Osgilia and lurked, until after midnight, braving the cold winter and the icy biting water, this elite swam across the river, and then joined forces with Grery on the city defense to take away the next section of the city defense!

Things went almost more smoothly than Hughes and El Salvador had predicted.

Grie's pawn performed even better than Hughes expected!

Almost all of the defenders on night in this section of the city were overturned in a coma, and when Hughes personally led the elite guards to the city with iron hooks and ropes, he met no resistance and easily took this part of the city defense.

This quiet slaughter did not alarm any of the defenders, and there was the cooperation of Gerry. The other defense areas of the city defense did not even notice that this section of the defense area had changed hands!

In the night, Hughes only felt as if there was a fire hidden in his heart, winning or losing was a fight tonight, even though he had arranged everything and done his best to do the best, and it seemed that the beginning of this sneak attack was going so smoothly, but in the face of such a situation, Hughes still couldn't suppress his nervousness.

Most of the 1,000 elites who followed him in the attack on the city tonight have already gone to the city, and the clothes and costumes of the defenders of this battalion who have been slaughtered have all been recorded, and the elite rebels who attacked the city have quietly changed their outfits in the night.

Hughes nervously glanced at the subordinates around him, took a deep breath, his well-maintained Bai Zhe face looked a little distorted and hideous at the moment, his eyes were ruthless, and he shouted in a low voice: "Everyone, success or failure is in one fell swoop tonight! Defeat Osgilia, and reward each of you with a thousand gold coins! I, Hughes, will ensure that you are prosperous and rich in this life, and enjoy it inexhaustibly! After breaking the city, you will not seal the sword for three days! The empire has been established for a thousand years, and this city has accumulated the wealth of the empire for thousands of years! How many rich and noble families have hidden gold and silver wealth in the cellars! If you want to be rich, follow me and get it with the knife in your hand!!"

The people who followed him to attack the city were all elite people, most of whom were his henchmen, and naturally understood the importance of tonight's battle, if you win, you can turn everything around, and if you lose, you will be defeated!

After taking this part of the city defense, the elite of the rebel army was immediately arranged, and people dressed as imperial defenders were scattered on both sides and waited nervously......

Time passed bit by bit, and Hughes didn't feel it in his life

Finally, in the middle of the night...

Countless torches suddenly lit up in the rebel camp outside the city, and at night, a group of rebel soldiers who were full of spirit drove out of the camp with torches, and stood on the city wall at night to look at it, as if a fire dragon was spreading out in the wilderness outside the city!

The drums of war rang out in vain, shattering the silence of the night! After the high-pitched horn sounded, the rebels who had left the barracks rushed to the defense of Osgilia in front of them without even waiting for the queue to be lined up!

A night battle has begun!

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It was Salvador himself who presided over the siege outside the city!

Tens of thousands of rebels gathered at night, and in the middle of the military formation, under the rapid and stern shouts of the officers, the rebel soldiers nervously lined up in line, and then began to attack the city!

Squad after squad of rebels shouted frantically. Holding his shield high and pounced in the direction of the city wall of Osgiria! The main direction of attack this time is the most tightly defended and strongest place in the city of Osgiria: the triumphal arch!

At night, the rebels outside the city swooped down like ant colonies wriggling in the wilderness. Although the defenders of the city defense were already somewhat lax, they still reacted under the command of the defending generals.

In the barracks under the city, the resting soldiers were woken up from their sleep, and the bows and crossbows above the city defense immediately began to shoot wildly, and the dense rain of arrows fell overwhelmingly, and the crowd running at the front of the rebel charge was under this rain of arrows. Immediately, it was like half of the wheat was swept off!

The rebels in the back were still struggling to charge, and soon the forward had rushed to the river, the rebels held their shields high and squirmed towards the bridge, and in the rear of the rebel brigade behind, one by one siege catapults were also pushed out, and with the interval between several volleys of the city defenders, the rebel catapults began to roar.

Stone cannons flew back and forth in the sky, and some stone cannons smashed on the city walls, instantly smashing the defenders into meat sauce, and the broken stone chips were splashed. The archers fought back, and behind the walls, the defenders' catapults began to roar!

A loud rallying horn sounded in the city. In the sleeping barracks, a large number of resting defenders rushed out of the barracks, and under the drive of the officers, they hurriedly put on armor and held weapons and rushed to the city defense.

Stone cannons wrapped in fire oil were fired into the walls and the city. As the fire crossbow was lit, clumps of flame began to rise behind the walls and castles.

After nearly half a year of fierce fighting, the defenders quickly reacted, and skillfully divided several teams of men to run back and forth to extinguish the fire, and more defenders poured into the city defense of the Arc de Triomphe, and the archers of the brigade gathered on the city and returned fire with a more dense rain of arrows.

In this offensive, El Salvador concentrated more than two corps, combined with all the elite troops of the four military regions, almost regardless of losses, entered this battle of the city. El Salvador himself stood at the forefront of the army with his escort. Row after row of Overseers stood at the front of the queue with long tools in hand!

In the countless offensive and defensive battles in the past six months, the rebels have attacked the Arc de Triomphe no less than dozens of times, but as the center of the defense of Osgilia and the largest gateway to Osgiria, the Arc de Triomphe concentrated the most elite forces of the imperial defenders. Coupled with a complete set of city defenses, the rebels were successfully repelled every time.

But tonight, the madness of the rebels' offensive surprised the generals of the defenders!

Outside the city, Salvatore had almost moved his family out, and his most elite infantry regiment was killed and wounded in only a quarter of an hour, braving a dense rain of arrows. But the rebels behind still didn't want to die, and rushed forward like madness.

The bridge under the city was almost crowded with rebel siege soldiers, crowded on top of the narrow bridge, and the defending archers on the wall hardly had to aim, as long as they fired arrows in the direction of the bridge, almost every arrow would not miss!

The rebels frantically attacked the city gate again and again, and more and more corpses were pushed directly into the river on the spot, but in a short time, the river on both sides of the bridge was full of dense rebel corpses!

After paying a heavy price, the siege engines were finally pushed onto the bridge and reached under the city gates!

The siege wagons, with their iron wings stretched out to resist the arrows and stones falling from the city walls, the rebel soldiers hiding below pushed the siege wagons with all their might, smashing the huge gates of the Arc de Triomphe with hanging stakes.

The rumbling sound of the crash came from the night, as if every blow was striking on people's hearts, and even the sound of the tidal wave of fighting could not cover the sound.

The boiling oil pan was quickly thrown out of the city wall, and the boiling oil poured down, and immediately passed through the iron wings of the siege vehicle, and the rebel soldiers under the hiding place screamed wildly, and for a while, the air was filled with the smell of barbecue, and as the torch was dropped, the first siege vehicle drenched with fire oil suddenly turned into a raging fire and burned.

The rebels' offensive is stalled!

The rebels in front seemed to be about to retreat, but in the military formation behind, the war drums sounded loudly. More rebel columns rushed out, driven by the Warlords, and crowded forward desperately.

"Don't retreat! Don't retreat!! Whoever takes a step back will !!be killed."

The officer roared hard in the darkness, and after cutting off the heads of several retreating soldiers, the retreat was suddenly stopped. The rebels crowded on the bridge could only raise their shields to fend off the arrows on the city defenses, and at the same time return fire with their bows and arrows in the gaps in the shields.

In the stalemate, almost every second, someone screamed and fell into the river, on the city wall. The screams of the defenders who fell from above were also one after another.

The elite warriors of the rebels rushed up and pushed the already burning siege vehicle under the city wall back, and several brave men who were not afraid of death almost threw themselves directly into the fire, and forcibly pushed the burning siege vehicle aside with their flesh and blood.

The rebel soldiers in the back rushed up again, dozens of people holding huge crashing logs, and the soldiers on both sides continued to attack the city gate under the cover of their shields.

This battle lasted only half an hour, and the rebels suffered at least more than a thousand casualties! With such heavy casualties, these rebels would have retreated if they had been in the past.

But tonight. Salvatore himself stood in front of the battle, and the overseers around him were all hand-tortured... The fighting and screams in front of him were shocking, but Sal's expression was resolute, and he didn't even loosen his brows, but gritted his teeth and drove the battalion one by one to the huge meat grinder in front of him!

One by one, the battalions were filled, and the competition under the walls of the bridge was extremely fierce, and it took almost a moment to go up to a battalion and it was wiped out.

However, an hour later, the rebels had at least two flag regiments.

The rebels have been attacking the city for nearly half a year, and apart from asking about the days of the siege, it has not been possible to show such a strong and resolute fighting spirit for a long time after that.

Salvatore stood there, his face pale, just watching the battalions rushing forward one by one, his teeth clenched, and his heart screamed: "Not enough! Not enough!

After a whole hour of fierce fighting, the bridge has become a hell of flesh and blood, the river on both sides has been stained red with blood, the flames under the city gate are burning, the rebels have left hundreds of corpses and cannot attack, I don't know how many fierce and brave warriors have turned into cold corpses in this square inch.

The rain of arrows shot down from the city wall almost filled the battlefield, as if it had become a field of feather forests and wheat!

"Lord Governor!"

A burly lieutenant beside Salvador looked anxious, grabbed Salvador's clothes by his side, and said in an anxious whisper: "My lord! If this can't be done, let the people in front retreat first! We have already filled in a flag regiment! These are the old foundations of our military region." It's all your elite!"

Salvador just frowned, didn't look at the person next to him, and said coldly: "Sixth Flag Regiment, transfer up!!" The adjutant general next to him was stunned for a moment, looked at Salvador, and suddenly shouted, shouting: "My lord!

"Shut up!!"

Salvador suddenly turned his head and shouted at the man: "In the future! In the future, if we can't capture Osgilia, where will we have a future! No matter how many people die, as long as this battle is fought, more troops will always be called up in the future! Where are the immortals in the war! You bastard, have you followed me too many comfortable days? Don't you have the courage anymore!!"

This general was reprimanded by the city of El Salvador, his cheeks were red, his eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and said: "My lord, I am not afraid of death! Just look! The people of other military regions have already retreated, and our people are at the front, if your soldiers are all exhausted, how can you gain a foothold in the alliance?"

"Shut up!!" Salvador suddenly pulled out his long sword and slashed it fiercely, shouting: "Even if everyone has this kind of thought, our hundreds of thousands of troops will spend half a year empty, and they will not be able to conquer this damn city!! Tonight is where the victory lies! Don't you understand! If we can't win tonight, all of us will be doomed! The overseer team rushed up, and if there is a retreat, no matter what position in the army, the cube is cut small, and there is no need to report to me!!"

The general's face sank, and he suddenly took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Your Excellency Governor, I have been serving you for ten years, and I will hand over this life to you today!

Salvador's face changed and he glanced at the general. This man is the most trusted and powerful military general around him, and he said such things at this moment. Salvador's heart sank, but he still gritted his teeth and said: "Okay! If you die, my wife and children will be abundant in your family, and I will feed you!"

The general let out a loud shout, took a heavy iron spear from the guard beside him, and rode his horse and led the people to rush forward.

He led hundreds of people to rush up, head-on under the dense rain of arrows, and when he rushed to the river, the people around him were already less than half, and the general turned over and dismounted. Crashed directly into the bridge, and with the efforts of his subordinates to open the way, he rushed across the bridge and under the city gate in one go.

"Get out of the way!!"

A loud shout is like a thunderbolt!

This general, dressed in iron armor, has a majestic figure, holds the heavy iron spear in both hands, and rushes out of the crowd directly, and blows at the majestic and tall Arc de Triomphe gate!

In the midst of that roar, a red glow like flames erupted from his whole body and the iron spear in his hand! The iron spear in his hand was like holding a huge torch, and it slammed into the gate of the Arc de Triomphe!

Rumble!!!!

This loud bang suddenly shook the people around him, and the shaking movement. It was as if the city gates that were tens of meters high shook violently!

The iron spear struck the city gate, and suddenly the front half of the iron spear made of fine iron had been completely shattered! The light of the fire and the light of the fighting spirit fused together, and it was impossible to distinguish each other!

This warrior has such a strong fighting spirit, and with all his strength, he slammed into this city gate, and suddenly slammed the triumphal arch that seemed to be standing forever and shook violently!

The gate of this triumphal arch can be called the most majestic building in the empire, and the iron gate is set up in the middle of the gate tens of meters high! The iron gate, which is nearly one meter thick, is almost entirely made of pouring iron juice!

The rebels attacked day after day, and no matter how hard they tried, no matter how many lives they put in, they couldn't shake the iron gate of the triumphal arch!

At this moment, the fierce general's struggle is abundant, and this iron gate is actually loosened!

The defenders above the city defense also felt the fierce bombardment under their feet, as if they could clearly feel the vibration from the soles of their feet when they stood on the city gate.

This earth-shattering blow immediately made the defenders of the city nervous, and some of the commanding generals shouted: "Archer, archers aim at the bridge, kill that man, kill him, kill him!!"

In the chaos, I don't know how many strong crossbows were hastily transferred, and they aimed at the tall figure under the city at the end of the bridge.

The sound of breaking the sky fell, and the military general standing under the city gate was suddenly hit by several arrows! Although he was wearing iron armor, there were still several armor-piercing iron arrows piercing his armor!

This guy was also really brave, and shouted: "Shieldman!!"

Rebel soldiers rushed behind him, holding up their shields to shield him. The general took a deep breath, half of his body was already stained with blood, but he roared again, threw half of the iron spear in his hand, and bent down to pick up a huge stake on the ground that had been dropped by the previously dead and wounded soldiers!

The top of the wooden stake that hit the door was full of slander, and it was as thick as the waist of a military general, but the little finger of the military commander was fiercely inserted into the wooden stake and hugged it high.

"Breaking !!!"

In the midst of this roar, the red light around the general's body was great again, and he saw that his originally tall body was so small against the backdrop of the crashing wood, but he just lifted the huge collision wood and blasted it towards the city gate!

There was a loud bang, and the fighting spirit on this general's body was almost so dazzling that people couldn't force it!

At the moment of impact, this military general suddenly opened his mouth, and a cloud of blood spurted out from his mouth and nose! But at the same time, the crashing wood slammed on the city gate, and the heavy iron gate was bombarded in all directions!

The striking wood in the general's hand was almost shattered under this bang! The sawdust flew one after another, and in the red light, the corner of the iron gate had been deformed. The place of the bombardment was sunk deep in, completely distorted!

The general stood there, his mouth and nose covered with blood, and even blood flowed from his ear holes. But he roared. He snatched a hammer from a soldier's hand and flew over!

I saw him striding forward, and when the rain of arrows fell, he was in the midst of this rain of arrows, and the hammer in his hand once again struck the deformed place of the city gate, with a red fighting spirit.

Rumble!!!

In the midst of this third roar, I heard the sound of iron cracking, and immediately saw the red light under the city gate, and suddenly dimmed.

Among the rebels behind him, there were earth-shattering shouts!

"The gates are broken! The gates are broken!!"

In between, this military general stood under the city gate, and the iron hammer in his hand was only left with a handle, but on the iron gate of the unbreakable triumphal arch, the corner of the shape had been completely pierced!

Although it is only a hole of no more than half a meter, it has been completely distorted, and this hole and piercing, right in front of you, is so clear!

After half a year of fighting, the solidity of this triumphal arch once made the rebels desperate, but tonight it was finally pierced! Although it is only such a small hole, the shock brought to both the attack and defense is far more than that!

"Kill him! Kill him!, small

The roar of the defenders on the city walls finally became a little panicked, and the impregnability of the Arc de Triomphe was almost rooted in the hearts of all the defenders. Seeing that the iron gate had been broken through, the defenders were suddenly a little panicked.

A more dense rain of arrows fell, and the rebel soldiers standing under the city gate suddenly fell in pieces screaming, and the fierce general was hit by dozens of arrows, but he was still standing there, like a hedgehog, but the people behind finally realized that this general had already lost his breath!

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"Go on! The Sixth Banner Regiment will be transferred! Tonight, no matter how many people die, you are not allowed to take a step back!"

Standing in the middle of the military column, Salvador looked at the Arc de Triomphe from afar, his face sank like water, and looked back at his subordinates: "Tonight, we have only one way!

The rebels' frantic offensive seems to have squeezed all their energy out of the frenzy, and this kind of fierce attack regardless of sacrifice has completely put on a crazy posture, as if they have no tomorrow!

The defenders on the Arc de Triomphe suddenly felt tremendous pressure.

Although the Arc de Triomphe was still firmly in the hands of the defenders, the shocking blow of the rebel general just now damaged a hole in the iron gate gate. But what it brings to people is more of a psychological shock, after all, that small hole, even a young child can't get into it.

It's just that the rebels' already somewhat depressed momentum has risen again, and the follow-up rebels continue to rush up as if they don't want to die, new siege vehicles are pushed up, and no matter how many corpses are dropped, there are still rebels who rush to the city gate and continue to bombard the city gate one by one.

The archers on both sides had already killed and injured at least thousands, and the bodies on the river were almost united.

The rebels are in such a frantic posture that the defenders have been forced to start moving.

More and more troops were moved in the direction of the Arc de Triomphe. The reserve forces in the city and the other defensive areas of the city walls. They are all nervously pumping troops to assemble towards the Arc de Triomphe.

"Close" Close" Salvador sat on horseback, watching the slaughter under the city gates, the corners of his eyes began to jump.

So far tonight, the rebels have suffered more than 6,000 casualties, most of them from his Salvadoran army. This is already a rare and sincere cooperation of the rebel alliance since the siege of Osgilia.

But now, the governors of many military districts are no longer willing to send more troops. After all, everyone has selfishness, in this world, the army is the capital in the hand, if the troops are exhausted, how can we talk about a foothold in the future?

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The repeated battles in the direction of the Arc de Triomphe have awakened the entire city of Osgilia in its sleep at night.

The city defense was in urgent motion, and Hughes stood on the city wall, and could see his left side, and in the distance was in the direction of the Arc de Triomphe, where the battle was already bleeding.

Looking back, there were already countless soldiers on the streets of the city, with torches galloping towards the Arc de Triomphe.

The repeated battles of the Arc de Triomphe had forced the defenders of the city to move, and even just now, a herald of the city defense had come to this section of the city defense, and the herald had ordered this section of the city defense to send 50 people to support the Arc de Triomphe.

The herald was killed by Hughes's elite men, disguised as defenders, and his body was left in the corner of the stomping wall.

Hughes was nervously calculating the time!

Almost! Almost! I can't wait any longer! The city has already begun to mobilize people, if I don't act again. I'm afraid that the defenders will find that there is an abnormal situation in this section of the city where they are located."

"Everyone, get ready!"

Hughes turned his head and drew the sword in his hand: "Everyone is ready to move! Walk ahead disguised as a defender, and the others will follow! Let's go to Wellington Gate!"

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Wellington Gate is the most inconspicuous of the marvelous fortifications of the south-west of Osgilia. Small city gates.

Compared to the Arc de Triomphe, which is a miracle of the world, which is tens of meters high, the height of the Wellington Gate is only 20 meters. It is on par with the city walls. Although the 20-meter-high city gate is already considered a first-class majestic building from the mainland, this city gate is the most inconspicuous one in this majestic city defense system of Osgilia.

This gate was never the main direction of the rebels. The reason is simple: the moat is in this section, close to the mouth of the sea, and the height of the fortification is at least five or six meters higher than the wilderness on the opposite bank on the natural slope of the terrain. The height of five or six meters was enough for the archers of the defending army to inflict more than thirty percent of the damage on the enemy before they could rush to the edge of the moat. And more importantly, this section of the moat is close to the estuary, and the width of the river is as long as 150 meters!!

The bridge over the river is less than three meters wide, and the bridge outside the Arc de Triomphe allows several carriages to run side by side at the same time.

This is one of the oldest bridges in Osgilia.

However, it was this situation that the rebels never attacked the city gate.

Are you kidding!

The river is 150 meters wide, but the bridge is only 3 meters wide! If you want to run over the bridge to attack the city defense, then the soldiers of the attacking side will be forced to squeeze into an area less than 3 meters wide in an area of 150 meters!!

This is simply sent to the door to slaughter the archers of the defenders!

Moreover, the narrow bridge deck also limited the siege equipment from being pushed up. You know, if you push a siege cart onto the bridge, the bridge deck will almost be full, and there will be no soldiers in charge of the cart on either side.

All the time. This ancient gate and bridge, even in the city of Osgiria, was already one of the most depressed places, and this gate was the slum of Osgiria, and this gate and bridge were also specially designed for the poor to enter and exit. Naturally, it doesn't need to be built too majestic.

However, this is also the gateway to the city of Osgilia, as a defensive side, under the command of the two generals Adric and Span, there is no disdain and laxity for the city gates of Wellington, which is garrisoned by a full thousand defenders. Moreover, a few days ago, Adric also sent an additional bow battalion here! Adric believed that the wide river and the bridge that was too narrow were the most suitable battlefields for archers. If the enemy dares to attack here, then this battalion of bows and crossbows will become a nightmare for the rebel attacking soldiers.

This measure has been done well enough. Adrick and Span's arrangement is perfect enough.

But tonight", the fortress, was conquered from within!

The battle in the direction of Osgilia attracted most of the attention of the defenders of the city.

No one noticed that behind the line of defense, far from the main point of attack, such a group of soldiers in the uniform of the defenders was hurrying through the night.

The city gate of Wellington is not far from where Hughes is, tonight the rebels are attacking wildly, the army in the city is moving, and in the chaos, his people are galloping all the way. There were people in the guard's uniforms running in the front, and even Gerry, the inner leader, along the way, through the two city defense areas were not even blocked, and when cross-examined, it was also Gerry who came forward, he had the officer's badge of the defenders, and only said that he was on the orders of General Span, worried that the rebels would sneak up on the night and go to the city gate of Wellington to strengthen the defense.

Almost bloodless, hundreds of elites have quietly come to the defense area of the Wellington City Gate. There were originally a thousand defenders here, and just before tonight, there was a battalion of men who were temporarily transferred to the Arc de Triomphe.

Under the city walls, Hughes whispered among the soldiers: "The opportunity is at hand! Take this gate! Behind the hillside outside the city there is our lurking cavalry brigade! The defenders here would never have imagined that someone would attack them from behind! And they were only a few hundred! Now all the people in the city were attracted to the Arc de Triomphe! As long as we take this gate with one blow, and support it for a moment for the cavalry to enter the city, this battle will be won!

After saying that, the governor of the Armenian Military District, who had always boasted of his aristocratic demeanor, actually drew his long sword and was the first to pounce towards the city gate! Behind him, hundreds of elites, under the cover of this night, pounced murderously!

As soon as Adric got the attack on the Arc de Triomphe, he rushed to the city gate with his own personal cavalry. When he arrived, General Spann had already arrived first, and the corpses were being beaten outside the city. In the sea of blood, Adric had already rushed to the command hall of the barracks.

He had barely entered the door when he saw Spann yelling at a few officers.

"How's it going?" Adric didn't look too nervous, and even showed a sneer: "Have these guys outside the city changed their temper tonight? ”

Span glanced at Adric, saluted first, and said in a deep voice: "I came before you for one side, these guys are a little crazy tonight, I don't think it's usual." Just now I had already gone up to the city gate to take a look, "It seems that El Salvador is desperate, but I am afraid that he has already filled in three flag regiments, and he will not retreat with such a big loss." ”

Adric frowned: "What, does he want to fight with us? Our troops are in a weak position, we have been fighting for half a year, dead and wounded, and now there are only 20,000 troops in the city who can still fight, guarding such a long city wall, it is impossible for us to deploy all our troops" If El Salvador really fights with us. We can't fight it. Even if it's a one-to-ten death and injury exchange, we can't consume them. ”

Speaking of this, Adric looked at Span, and seeing that Span's expression was a little nervous, he smiled: "However, those guys outside the city, I know the details of these people too well, and they are absolutely unwilling." Those guys are reluctant to let their strength suffer too much loss, their hearts are not aligned, we can hold on to today, otherwise, if we fight from the beginning, we will not be able to hold it a long time. It's just that it's a little unusual for them to be so crazy tonight."

"Is it the last madness?" Spann squinted: "After the Landis landing, I guess these guys are not far from retreating, could it be that they are willing to withdraw after fighting all their hands tonight?

Adric nodded: "There is some truth, but from what I know about that guy in El Salvador, he is not that stupid." Could it be that "it was a feint to attack the Arc de Triomphe, and then divide the forces to attack the others."