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Although the mountain people of Avenella are good at using bows and arrows, they have never been their exclusive possession. Had it not been for the fact that the archers were so weak against the heavily armoured cavalry of the nobles, who could only deal with the defenseless light infantry and unarmored militia, they would not have been so humble in the two kingdoms of Avenella and Sivalier.

In any case, before the advent of the more advanced and effective armor of plate armor, bows and arrows used to occupy an extremely important position. Even the Stiking pirates, known for their Danlaso battle axes, actually had archers with advanced bows and arrows in small raiding gangs hundreds of years ago. Although the purpose is basically to shoot people who try to escape, this weapon that can attack at a distance is like any other weapon - they only complement each other, and nothing is absolutely better than something.

And when it comes to the Maximilian nobles, who are now in decline but still have a great reputation in the construction of military castles and the command of knights, their rigorous way of thinking is naturally reflected in the details of this Mamilian architecture.

The inside of the thick wall has a vertical slit about the width of an adult's fist and a man's height. This crevice, deliberately left over from the construction of the city walls, was used to protect the archers. On the outside, it was seen as a narrow slit that made it difficult to hit the enemy, while on the inside it was a figure-eight with a narrow mouth facing outward, and the end was naturally this slit, allowing the archers to move left and right inside the castle to aim and shoot at the enemy, while still being able to effectively defend the thick walls.

Compared to the Gothic spire with its square firing ports and the Barrodian battlement steps, the design of the walls, which was protected by thick stones on the front, side and above - and in keeping with the Mami's usual approach to all-round defense, Wolfsburg was certainly not limited to this means of counterattack.

It is true that the design of the narrow arrow slit is chiseled for defense, but in order to avoid too many openings causing too many vulnerable points and insufficient support, which will lead to the insufficient defense of the wall itself in the face of siege weapons, this design is destined not to be too dense and numerous. As a result, the archers were unable to deliver enough rain of arrows in dense columns, scattered arrows could only effectively preserve their strength against small legions, and when confronted with an enemy force of such a staggering number as the present one, they had to make another choice.

"Smack!" the half-hidden wooden door of the dimly lit storage room was pushed open, "Alain—where are the arrows for supplies!" The sergeant in the steel helmet shouted at this voice, the young man he called Alain was a typical Avenella mountain dweller, with a slender body with messy hair, leather and linen mixed with patched clothing, and he happened to run from the inside of the warehouse with a large bundle of black iron arrowhead arrows running towards this direction, the grease used to maintain the arrows gave off a unpleasant smell, and the dust adsorbed on the surface and made the young man's clothes and skin black.

"Found it, sergeant. He opened his mouth and shouted that the nobles of Wolfsburg did not know Avenella, and it was obviously not possible for them, the illiterate and uneducated archers, to learn Sivalier in a day or two, so of course the command fell on the sergeants who also knew the Avenella dialect. The lack of a common language caused some stress, but luckily the castle was designed for war, and all they had to do at the moment was to stick to their posts as planned.

"That's all. Alain nodded, and the sergeant turned to Sivalyah and shouted to the nobles outside, "Sir, the second chamber is finished." As he said this, the knight in bright plate armor outside nodded, and ran towards the place where the Count in the center of the castle was, while the sergeant patted Alain on the shoulder: "Quick, go up the stairs." ”

With that, he descended the stairs and ran in the other direction, and the young Avenella mountain man was stunned for a moment, then turned and hurried in the other direction towards the staircase that led to the top of the wall.

"Da-da-da-" "Be careful, Alain!" As soon as he climbed the wall, someone shouted, and Alain staggered away from one of the arrows that came up, and a large bundle of about seventy or eighty arrows in his arms almost fell, and he hurriedly stood up, just as he was about to say thank you with a simple smile that was unique to his fellow in front of him.

"Capture-" The arrow, which was shot diagonally from under the wall, from the crack in the battlements, and the arrow that should have been shot towards the sky hit the standing Alain, and the part under the eye socket pierced straight into his skull, and the young man died almost instantaneously at the arrow, and the bundle of arrows in his hand was scattered all over the place, and another archer, who was half-bent behind the battlements, ran over to hold him down, but after all, he was a step too slow, and he fell to one side, straight down from the top of the wall at a height of ten meters. But he was still lucky, and Alain's pain was short-lived compared to the soldiers on both sides who were shot in other parts and were worse than dead.

Ephemeral and insignificant.

It's like a flying insect that only survives for one summer.

"One, two, three—up!" shouted the sergeant, standing behind a huge shield nailed from a log stake, in old armor. The four or five men in the front row put their hands on the horizontal stakes, and the green tendons burst out in unison to lift the heavy shield off the ground, and then quickly ran forward a few steps and lowered it again, followed by an array of archers and melee hands protected by the tilted giant shield.

"Boom, snatch, snatch!" The sound of the arrow digging deep into the stake after the arrow broke through the air rang out one after another, and although all the people panicked because it was clearly aimed at them, they still quickly seized the moment: "The distance is here, the distance is here, counterattack, counterattack!" The sergeant shouted at such a loud voice, and a dozen or so archers hiding behind the giant shield retreated a few steps back, then pulled the bowstring back to the side of their ears, and threw it out from the top of the giant shield at an angle, as the mature archers did, "Wait, don't go that way!" and the inexperienced young men, prompted by nervousness, chose the shortest route, trying to poke their heads and shoot an arrow and hide back, which was extremely deplorable to the sergeant who shouted to stop them.

"Ahh Several young archers who ran out from both sides of the giant shield or leaned out of their bodies were shot into hedgehogs in an instant, and there were many black arrows that did not hit the target on the ground of this clearing more than a hundred meters below the castle, and more dense They were also covered with the surface of the giant shield to add another burden to the people who carried the shield in front to cover the advance of their comrades, they felt that their arms were burning because of excessive force, and the distance of tens of meters since entering the opponent's range seemed to take a lifetime to advance, fatigue and tension were prompted together, they gritted their teeth and raised the giant shield again with a red face, but it was also at this time, a far more intense sound than before: "Woo-" appeared in mid-air.

"Ballista, retreat—" the sergeant shouted loudly, but before he could finish speaking, a huge impact fell on the giant shield, and one of the people who was carrying the giant shield with a flushed face was directly pierced by the spear-like half of the giant arrow that passed through, and this was not the end, the giant shield that had been pierced with a large number of arrows in the upper part was originally on the left side of the giant miss, and began to tilt uncontrollably to the left because of the weight.

"Hold on! Hold on!" Once the giant shield fell and lost their defenses, they could only become victims, the sergeant shouted twice and then ran over to help support it, he relied on his plate armor advantage to stand in the exposed position on the left side and desperately support, but the elite class wearing bright armor was the target of the attack, so the arrows hit the armor on the side of the sergeant continuously, the first few were successfully blocked and only the pits were bounced open, but one of them pierced through the weak point of the armpit exposed by his raised hand, penetrated the cotton armor inside and stabbed straight into the muscles。

"Hmm!" the sergeant let out a muffled grunt but still struggled to hold on, and everyone worked together to finally lift the shield back, but it was at this point that two more arrows flew in quick succession, one of which struck the sergeant just as he lowered his arm, grazed the top of the smooth shoulder armor, and stabbed straight into the left side of his neck.

"Ahem—" After subconsciously covering himself, the sergeant lost consciousness and fell to the ground. "Sergeant!" shouted the archers next to them, a little overwhelmed by the loss of command, but then the same strong voice rang out again—this time even more violently.

"Woo-woo-boom!!"

"Click-" The long iron nails used to hold the log giant shield shattered in the huge impact, and the attack launched by the heavy bed crossbow could not be resisted even by the log giant shield, and it was already scarred and fell apart in an instant, and the more than twenty people exposed to the archer's fire only had time to shoot a few arrows in a hurry before falling to the ground, becoming another number on the rapidly increasing number of casualties.

"Ready—up!" More log shields were lifted in the rear, and when the rain of arrows on the castle's defenses began to weaken, on top of a three-story inn in the town a little further back, where all the people had fled, Archduke Lesky glanced at Edward, and then gave the order decisively.

"Go and tell Lord Charles that it's time for the siege force to go-" he said to the herald of Luoan next to him, and the middle-aged man who led a cavalry detachment and a heavily armed foot knight covered the infantry with shields and battering rams nodded, and after covering the armor and fastening the buckle, he drew the long sword at his waist: "Follow me!

"Boom!" the big axe cut through the taut twine.

"Bang-" The weight below was thrown in the other direction, and the end of the long trebuchet threw the irregularly shaped stone far away towards the castle.

"The enemy cavalry has appeared!" Seeing that the arrows were exhausted, the other party had already attacked the part in front of him, and the Wolf Berg side finally sent its own cavalry, from the direction of the city gate, as soon as they appeared, the knights and sergeants of the earl's family began to charge, holding long swords, and turned back to kill the infantry and archers hiding behind the giant shield, and the militiamen in light armor fled in panic, but where could the human race outrun the war horses, and after being unilaterally killed more than a hundred people one after another, the cavalry team came to kill the Charles who had just appeared.

"Long live the King, Long live the Earl!" the knights at the head shouted with their swords raised in the air, and Charles turned to the knights behind him, who were also nobles of Avenella, and said, "For the future of Avenella." ”

"Kill-" "Kill!!"

"Bang!!!" The earth-shattering hoplites slammed into each other, and a staggered cavalry team under the command of the Earl, who was overwhelmingly outnumbered, fell apart, and Charles, who had bought time and space for the infantry and foot knights, led his cavalry team to pull away again in the other direction to make a counterattack. The noble knight of Avenella, who commanded the detachment of foot knights and battering rams, was Charlie, the son of the lord of the castle and the same age as Edward, and the young Vavasika knight seized the opportunity created by his father to lead the detachment that raised his shield above his head like a turtle and quickly approached the gate of Wolfsburg.

"Ready-" Charlie commanded in a loud voice in Avenella, but in the next moment he sensed the sound of some kind of liquid and suddenly shouted loudly, "Drop your shields, all of you scatter, scatter!" he shouted, and the elite squad, a well-trained unit, decisively discarded the battering rams they had built with great difficulty and ran towards the sides of the gate.

"Frying-" The sizzling sound like an oil pan exploding came from overhead, and the gap above the city gate suddenly opened and poured out hot black oil, and several foot knights who were standing too close to the city gate were poured down from the top of their heads, their bare skin instantly turned red, and the hot liquid seeping from the gaps in the armor passed through this layer of physical defense, causing them to fall to the ground.

"Smack—" A torch was dropped and landed on a battering ram made of black oil logs.

"Run!" Seeing that the siege weapons had begun to burn, Charlie, who understood that the mission could not be completed, neatly ordered the surviving companions to evacuate in the other direction, and the important but fragile pendulum structure of the burned wooden battering ram was quickly burned, and in order to prevent the fire from damaging the city gate itself, the soldiers of the Earl's family on the top quickly poured a large amount of water from the opening.

The sound of "Woo-zi-zi-" sounded behind Charlie, accompanied by a stream of white translucent water vapor. The battering ram was damaged, and the limestone projected by the trebuchet could only crack and peel off the surface of the thick walls before falling to pieces - the Mamie castle was as difficult to conquer as it looked, and although it had been expected, Edward in the distance could not help but furrow after three days of no substantial damage.

If the attack continued in the current way, it might not be possible to capture it for two months, and with the abundant water of the Garriel River and the food that had been stockpiled for the besieged city, even if the crossbows of the arrows and heavy ballistae bed crossbows were exhausted, they could have been able to hold on for months.

- Time is the companion of Count Dowofberg, but not theirs. Edward thought so, then turned his head to look at the empty spot next to Archduke Lykes.

Our Sage is not here, and Edward hasn't seen him for four days. Henry led a large group of men, and while attacking head-on, he was executing a plan that would bring this to a faster end.

Everything on the surface is just a cover-up.

Even it was extremely bloody and brutal.

"There are three days to go. Edward looked at the black dots that began to run back in the distance, and silently clenched his fists. (To be continued.) )