Chapter 117: Head to Head (Make Up for Yesterday's)
The Bed Crossbow's piercing damage is limited to ship destruction, and it is not very accurate, often only hitting one or two arrows out of ten arrows.
If you want to really sink the warship and prevent the army of Dragon's Tooth City from landing on the riverbank, you have to rely on the powerful destructive power of trebuchets.
However, a fatal problem caused trebuchets to not work at all.
Its range is too close.
The principle of the trebuchet is to use a lever to throw the heavy stone at the other end high through the counterweight, and then the gravitational potential energy is converted back into kinetic energy, and it falls down to strike at the buildings and enemies below.
This makes it extremely destructive, but its range is nowhere near that of a bed crossbow.
A trebuchet that throws a 400-pound boulder ball often has a range of about 200 yards, or 180 meters.
In comparison, even the bow and arrow of a strong archer have a range of two hundred to three hundred meters.
As a result, the enemy ship was fired on before it could reach the trebuchet.
The five trebuchets placed on the banks of the river by the Silver Alliance army became the primary targets of the warships.
Under the attention of the second round of bed crossbows and archers, they were all declared scrapped and almost shot into a sieve.
And this also represented the rout of the defense line on the riverbank, and the knight standing on the high platform saw this, and hurriedly picked up another horn and blew it.
The soldiers abandoned their scrapped ordnance and began to turn around and flee in a panic.
In this regard, the river beach in the port area is completely open to the warships of Dragon's Tooth City.
Ronan and the four were crouching behind the low stone wall, their shields held above their heads.
to ward off the arrows that some blind archers fired at them indiscriminately.
Through the gap, Elena saw that the enemy ships were lowering the planks, and a large number of soldiers followed the planks to the riverbank.
"Is this just a mercenary group here that lets them log in?" She clutched the weapon in her hand.
"We are the target of the other party near the river beach, and once we are set on fire by the bed crossbow, the third-order knight will also have to be sniped."
Ronan was not surprised, "Only by allowing the enemy to enter the terrain of the port, where the complex structures can block the opponent's arrows, and close combat, can the mercenary regiment's powerful individual force be brought into play." β
Not only that, but the mercenary groups did not do nothing during this time.
They have set up a large number of traps, potholes, poison arrows, fuel, etc. in their respective areas of responsibility, and are now waiting for the enemy to step in.
"Be prepared, we have four warships docked in this area, and at least more than two thousand soldiers have landed."
Ronan stood up again from the wall, "The main person in charge here is the Storm Mercenary Regiment, they are the focus of the enemy soldiers' attacks, and we can take care of the scattered teams." β
With the advance of the enemy forces, fighting began to break out in various areas of the port.
The shouts of the soldiers, the angry shouts of the mercenaries, and the cries of the civilians were all mixed together, and together they wrote the flesh and blood of the war.
At the same time, a squad of twelve soldiers dressed in red hardened leather appeared at the entrance to Whitefish Street.
I am cautiously approaching the interior.
They soon spotted the four Ronan by the wall, and hurriedly raised the crossbow in their hands.
The bolt was fired, but it was blocked by the shield and bounced off.
"Kill them." Ronan glanced at it, then motioned for Elena and Vano to step forward.
The wealth of the mercenary group in the war comes from the spoils of war, and the merit is mainly based on the number of enemies killed, and these people do not need Ronan to do it himself.
As for the strength of the enemy, it can be roughly estimated from the equipment on their bodies.
Ordinary soldiers wore leather armor made of hardened leather, while elite soldiers wore heavily armed chain mail.
As for the knights on the next level, they are specially made plate armor.
Unlike armies, mercenary groups have a variety of equipment, with their leaders often wearing their own personal armor, with defense coming second, and the most important thing being eye-catching.
After all, fame is the number one goal pursued by the leader of the mercenary group.
Ronan is no exception to this.
The previous soldier squad has been wiped out under the confrontation of Elena as the main attack and Vano and his wife as the two sides.
But this was only the beginning, and more soldiers continued to pour into the port.
Whitefish Street, located on the banks of the river, has obviously received a lot of attention.
An elite team led by a knight spotted their situation and was striding towards them.
Seeing this, Ronan raised his halberd with one hand and rushed forward.
γSharpγ
A cold glow invisible to the naked eye appeared on the whole body of the war halberd.
Ronan held his hand at the very bottom, and the three-meter-long halberd slashed out in a three-hundred-and-sixty-degree arc and slashed horizontally towards the soldiers.
The leading knight saw his reckless swing with such a big hold and no way to retreat, sneered in his heart and raised the shield in his hand.
As long as it can be blocked, the huge countershock force will make the opponent's body temporarily lose control, so that he can easily kill him.
The halberd slashed at the heavy shield,
But contrary to what he had imagined, the expected shock did not come.
The halberd split the shield, the armor, and his body in two like slicing through cheese.
Blood flowed, and the knight's upper body fell to the ground, looking at his feet in confusion.
Not only that, but the huge fan-shaped slash range also affected the four soldiers around him, and they were cut off together.
Seeing this, the remaining soldiers cried out in horror, quickly turned their heads, and ran towards the rear in a row, constantly fleeing from here.
Ronan leaned his halberd against the head of one of the soldiers, causing him to crouch to the ground in fear, not chasing the others.
Instead, look up at the heart of the area.
Suddenly a strong wind blew in the sky there, rolling up the gravel and broken wood scattered on the ground, and the curtains on the outside of many houses also made a tearing sound and flew high into the air.
A man in cyan armor stood in the middle of the wind, staring down at the enemy forces below.
Dozens of arrows were fired at him, only to be distorted by the storm, lose momentum and fall from the sky.
"York Silva, son of the storm, leader of the Storm Mercenary Regiment, younger brother of Count Silva."
Ronan looked at the other party's figure and thought to himself that the Count Silva family was located in the eastern mountain range, which was a remote branch of the royal family.
And this Stormchild is one of the most powerful members of the Port Mercenary Regiment.
At this moment, opposite York, there was another man standing on the roof, confronting him.
"Who's that?"
Ronan asked the captured soldier, to which he replied tremblingly, "Well, that's Randall the Swift Wolf." β
"Is the enemy's advanced combat power similar to the ability to accelerate?"
In the presence of Ronan, Randall disappeared in the face of the masonry smashed by York's manipulation.
He then threw a spear from behind him, and at a much higher speed than normal, roared towards York.
Hindered by the storm, the spear deviated from its original direction, but it tore through York's shoulder armor, leaving a blood-colored scar.
So that he had to fall from the sky and stop throwing stones at the soldiers on the ground.
(End of chapter)