Rocky Harbor, on the walls of the West Gate. Brant looked up at the sky, and he saw that the night was so charming, and the little blue stars in the sky, blinking mysteriously, were so far away.

Sir Witton stood silently by his side, now wearing a bright red silk gown, black high boots, and a long black satin cape. The chest of the tunic is embroidered with gold thread on the head of a monster with the head of a regriff from the Redwing family. Dressed in steel armor and armor, Sir Morin, who was seven feet tall, stood impressively on the other side.

Hundreds of rekindling torches illuminated the entire city wall, and dense figures crowded the wide corridor of the city wall. Soldiers wore leather armor, armor, and chain mail, and held swords, spears, battle axes, or longbows. Most of them were recruits recruited half a month ago, and their trembling bodies could tell the look of horror and panic.

"Lord Tyrrell," Sheriff Davon Peck bowed down, "the soldiers have been assembled. ”

Brandt turned around and ordered, "Lord Davon, the guards of the city gate will be handed over to you." ”

"Don't worry," Dai Feng assured, "my subordinates will not let the city gates be breached." ”

Brant took a deep breath and said in a calm and steady tone, "The soldiers on the walls of Sir Witton and Sir Morin are under your command, and I will fight with them. "He's not a good commander, but he's a wise lord.

On the battlefield, a lord who has not experienced a brutal war can make a wise choice to hand over command to his outstanding subordinates.

"Yes, sir. They answered almost at the same time.

"It's finally time to come, it's fateful moment!" Brandt told himself in his heart. "In this world. Don't rely too much on others. Because even my own shadow will leave me in the dark. Now I have to rely on my own ability to prove my honor. 」

On the pitch-black sea opposite the city wall, dozens of brightly lit warships sailed quickly. The decks of each warship were similarly filled with soldiers in bright armor, but the difference was that there was no fear on their faces, because they were all elite armorers who had experienced a hundred battles.

The only thing that baffles these armorers is that their enemies are none other than their own. Among the hundreds of soldiers on the opposite wall may be their friends, brothers, or even fathers or sons. The orders of the captains forced them to take up arms. Attack the opposite wall.

Dozens of gigriffons flew in the sky in the moonlight, waving wings with a span of 8 meters. They have a sun-like plumage and coat color, with a lion-like hindbody covered with yellow-brown fur, and an eagle-like head and forelimbs covered with gold-colored feathers.

The Griffon is a monster with a hargriff's head and wings. The sages believed that it was the result of a magical experiment in an ancient civilization, and that it belonged to a creature created by the extraordinary magic of nature.

The griffon's body was larger than five lions, taller than an elephant, with long ears, a leopard's beak, and claws on its feet, as large as a bull's horns. Griffons' hair can range in color from golden bronze to dark brown. The older you get, the darker the color. The feathers on the male's chest will be stained red. Females, on the other hand, are darker in color.

Griffons nest like eagles and live in the "lonely mountains" with mountain peaks, where gold and precious stones are abundant. The Redwyn family spent a great deal of money and manpower to domesticate these ferocious griffons. These griffons are primarily responsible for the gold mines and hidden treasures. When strangers approach to collect gems, griffons pounce on them and tear them to pieces. As a result, outsiders did not dare to go and collect gold and precious stones.

Knights in silver armor and iron half-helmets sat on the backs of these monsters. They wore swords at their waists, held a purple wood longbow in their hands, and carried a quiver full of arrows behind them. The Purple Wood Bow is the best quality bow and arrow other than the keel bow, with a range of more than 800 meters.

A crowned, even larger griffin led the pack towards the opposite wall, and on its back sat the handsome Richie Redwing.

Brant looked up at the sky across from him, and he noticed that the griffons had skull-like claws on their forelimbs and a wolf's tail behind them. The 5-inch-long sharp hook is a sharp weapon for tearing flesh and blood.

Looking at the griffons speeding through the sky, Sir Witton shouted, "Archers, prepare. ”

These griffon knights were the elite knights of the Redwin family, and he didn't expect Uncle Hopper to bet all his bets on Roger Tyrell. And this will have the potential to bring unimaginable disasters to the Redwing family.

When hundreds of bows and arrows heard the order, they pulled their bowstrings, mounted their arrows, and aimed at the griffons in the air on the opposite side. But in the face of those huge griffin and eagle-headed monsters, most of them still showed a look of fear.

On the beach outside the city walls, small rowboats full of soldiers approached the shore. More than a dozen sturdy soldiers turned over an oaring boat, and then lifted the boat, and the soldiers hid their bodies under the hull and rushed to the opposite city gate with the hull on their shoulders.

"Today is a fateful day! Many people will die on the battlefield. Sir Maureen grimaced, "So hold on to your shield, clench your spear, and burst into anger!"

The soldiers trembled as they clutched their spears and raised their heavy shields. Sir Maureen could sense the fear in their eyes, these soldiers had been simple peasants, masons and bricklayers half a month ago. At this moment, it is inevitable that they will be timid to face the battlefield of life and death.

"I am not afraid of the dead, much less of the living. Sir Maureen tore at his throat and said in a high-pitched voice, "I don't expect you to be like me, but remember that on the battlefield, cowards die in agony, while warriors die in peace." ”

At this moment, a huge fireball suddenly appeared on the city wall, completely illuminating the enemy on the opposite beach. Under Brant's control, the fireball rained down on the enemy on the opposite side. The soldiers on the walls looked at their lord in shock, and a miserable wail could be heard from beneath the walls.

As dozens of griffons rushed over the walls, Sir Witton gave the order, "Shoot the arrows." The archers let go of their bowstrings, and saw a web of arrows speeding towards the sky.

In the light of the moon, the griffon's sharp eyes were like living flames. They can clearly see a horse at an altitude of two leagues, and although they have no night vision, they can still gather the faintest light to see their surroundings and hunt with ease. Its sense of smell is mediocre for carnivores, not as agile as dogs, but much better than that of humans, and it can track its prey with its sense of smell and quickly spot enemies upwind. Griffons have a keen sense of hearing, and can distinguish footsteps from 1 mile away.

The knight on the back of the griffon draws his bow and winds his arrows at the same time, shooting arrows at the enemies on the walls and fighting back. Their advantage is that they shoot arrows from a great height, which is faster and more powerful.

I saw dozens of arrows, like a gust of wind whistling away. And the soldiers on the city wall were suddenly shot down by arrows falling from the sky.

"Shield, cover. "All the archers aim at the knight on the back of the griffon." ”

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...", one arrow after another, broke away from the bowstring and flew towards the griffin knight hovering in the air. A dense rain of arrows hit several griffons and the knights on their backs, and several figures fell from the sky, followed by a 'bumper' sound from under the walls.

Ladders hooked the walls, and soldiers climbed the ladders under the walls, while the archers around them shot arrows at the walls to cover their companions.

The soldiers raised stones one by one to smash down the enemy who was climbing on the ladder, and the opponent raised his shield in the danger to resist the falling stones from the city, and more soldiers jumped directly from the ladder to the city wall in a panic.

Richie led dozens of griffin knights to swoop down on the walls, the knights firing arrows and griffons clawing at the soldiers on the walls.

"Don't panic, hold your shield to your chest," Sir Shield roared angrily, "and aim at your target and throw your spear at it. ”

Most of the recruits were already out of order, and only those veterans heard the order and threw their spears at the griffons that were charging towards the walls.

Brandt silently recited the spell incantation, and a cold chill bubbled from his left hand, only to see one sharp ice pick after another condense in midair. After more than a dozen breaths, I saw hundreds of icicles galloping towards the griffin beast in the sky.

Sharp icicles pierced the griffons and knights in an instant. Several griffons were stabbed into hornet's nests by dozens of ice picks, and fell straight down to the ground or walls. (To be continued......)