The dark and dreary night seemed to be smeared heavily on the sky, and even the glimmer of the stars was erased by the dark clouds.

Under the walls of Salt Town, there is another dazzling scene.

Thousands of corpses were burned into a spectacular sea of fire by the rapidly falling oil canisters, and wisps of thick black smoke were emitted. And the hundreds of vultures hovering over the corpse could only wave their wings and reluctantly leave.

On the city wall, there was also a fire in the sky, a mess, and mourning.

In mid-air, I saw fireball-like oil canisters falling down the city wall one after another, tar splashing in the broken porcelain jars, and fire snakes flew up. The valiant soldiers were engulfed in ferocious flames, screaming and begging in agony......

Wolves and tigers can't make them succumb to fear, and razor-sharp swords can't make them cower and retreat, but the scorching and relentless flames can make them experience heart-rending torment. There is no more cruel criminal law in the world than this.

Inside the city walls, the dazzling flames scorched the tall houses one after another, and the ferocious and merciless fire engulfed the entire house in an instant. Fortunately, the houses were empty, and except for a few sturdy men who were drafted, the rest of the old and weak women and children were taken refuge in the baron's castle by the soldiers.

Luke's mighty body stood motionless at the top of the city, allowing the fireballs to rain down on him. But he saw a golden-colored shield covering his body, and one after another the canisters of fire oil slammed into the shield, and thick tar gushed out from the broken porcelain jars, and fierce flames burst out, wrapping the shield to form a wall of fire.

Sir Leon and the Knight of the Rand were not as strong, and they had to crouch down and hide under the battlements. And the soldiers would erect strong shields above their heads to prevent them from being hit by unbridled fireballs.

Outside the walls, six trebuchets set fire to a jar of tar filled with tar in the hands of hundreds of soldiers, who placed the canisters on the trebuchet and projected it onto the opposite wall. The intensive firing of six trebuchets was able to inflict a great deal of damage on the city walls.

The walls of Salt Town are so strong that they can withstand the impact of thousands of boulders. Boulders and canisters thrown by trebuchets do not determine the outcome of the battle, but are ideally used to smash the tops of the turrets, defensive equipment, and platforms. Unless the projectile can hit the top of the wall, it is difficult to destroy the vertical wall with a trebuchet alone.

Sir Duncan Mitiag didn't expect a few trebuchets to throw a few stones to break through the walls of the enemy. But trebuchets on the battlefield also have an important psychological effect. It can scare the people and soldiers of the city by throwing filth, dead beasts, enemy dead heads, and prisoner corpses. In addition, projectiles and fragments of the collapsed walls helped fill in the trenches, and the piles of rubble they created provided for siegers to climb into the city.

Trebuchets can throw one or more objects, which can be boulders or gunpowder weapons, or even poisons and corpses, which may have been the earliest bioweapons. At the same time, trebuchets are also the best siege weapons in the era of cold weapons.

"Give the order," shouted Sir Duncan, who was on horseback, "to order the tarantula cavalry to attack." ”

"Yes, sir. The herald took the order.

Baron Curvin rode a tall black horse and stared intently at the opposite wall. He thought to himself that as long as he took this fortress, the Targaryens would have an absolute advantage in this war to plunder and divide the territory of the Islamic family.

"Ahh

In the neat and solemn phalanx of the Targaryen army, a group of hundreds of knights suddenly rushed towards the opposite city wall like a lightning speed. But to their shock, their mount was not a war horse, nor any other animal, but a spider, a giant spider.

This giant spider is called a tarantula and has the title of cold-faced killer among predators. Their bodies are more than two meters long, and their bodies are roughly divided into cephalothorax and abdomen. The tarantula has wolf-like hair on its back, eight black eyes, stout, spiny and hairy, and a pair of sharp teeth like a hook in the front jaw.

A giant wolf spider deep in the mountains. Cursed by the forces of evil, these spiders become ferocious and eager to kill. The strong acids they spray can corrode even the hardest pieces of armor, and their massive claws can pierce through the hardest shields.

This spider is a carnivorous spider endemic to the Wolftooth Mountain in the territory of the Earl of Crystal City. Each one is male and can survive for at least a few decades. At the same time, tarantulas were good runners, jumpers, agile movements, and fierce sexuality, and were domesticated by animal trainers to become mounts for cavalry. The Tarantula Cavalry are very strong in combat, but their greatest advantage is their ability to climb walls.

Under the orders of Baron Curwen, more than 2,000 soldiers followed behind the tarantula cavalry and frantically rushed towards the opposite wall. Half a month ago, he personally led his soldiers to charge into battle and captured the Golden Tooth City. This time, however, he did not dare to lead the charge himself, for the giants on the walls made him fearful.

On the city walls, the hateful eyes of the soldiers looked down at the swarming enemy on the opposite side. At this moment they have nothing to fear.

"Under the guidance of the god of war," roared Sir Leon, "stand up your chests, clench your swords, and fight bravely!"

"Fight, fight!" echoed Sir Bob and Sir Randy, who were guarding beside him.

"Fight, fight!"

"Fight, fight......"

In an instant, the sound of momentum resounding through the sky overshadowed the mighty footsteps under the city wall.

On the battlefield, courage is better than quantity. Courage is both a contempt for death and suffering, and a blow to the morale of the enemy. Sir Lyon firmly believes that a man with high morale given by God will be invincible.

"Archer," the Rand Knight roared, "ready." When the dense enemy under the walls followed the range of his bow and arrows, he suddenly ordered, "Release the arrows." ”

I saw hundreds of arrows pouring down like a sparse rain of arrows after cutting a perfect arc in the night sky.

Sharp arrows shot into the bodies of the tarantulas and knights, and a dozen or so tarantula cavalry were turned into hedgehogs by the arrows. But the rest of the tarantulas rushed to the bottom of the wall, their sharp steps tightly hooked to the wall, and they quickly moved their bodies to climb up.

The blackened Targaryen soldiers followed behind the tarantula cavalry, erecting hooked ladders on the walls. I saw one after another armor-clad soldiers climbing up the ladder and quickly climbing towards the city wall.

At the top of the city, the soldiers poked their heads out and threw the stones in their hands at the tarantulas attached to the surface of the city wall, and the heavy stones fell outside the city wall, and several tarantula cavalry were unfortunately hit by the stones, and then fell to the ground.

When the tarantula cavalry rushed to the top of the city, a platoon of soldiers raised their shields and threw their spears at them. In the blink of an eye, a miserable wail sounded, and several tarantulas were pierced by spears into a hornet's nest. But more tarantulas climbed the walls under the command of the cavalry.

The cavalry sitting on the back of the tarantula stabbed their spears at the enemies in front of them, and the tarantulas spewed clouds of liquid at their enemies, only to see the armor worn on the soldiers corroded a hole by the liquid spit out by the tarantula. The skin on his chest was also burned black.

Captain Luke picked up the hammer in his hand and smashed a tarantula that had climbed from his feet to the wall. More tarantulas were climbing upwards around him, and he tensed all over his body, and with a loud cry, the beams of light that covered him scattered in all directions, like a powerful shockwave, shaking the tarantulas climbing on the wall to the point of unsteadiness.

In the blink of an eye, a large group of tarantula cavalry plummeted to the ground. At this time, he saw golden filaments spit out of the tarantula's mouth, and the spider silk firmly stuck to the city wall, and at the same time hung the tarantula and the cavalry riding on its back. The tarantula swirled up the filaments in its mouth until its limbs were pressed against the wall again.

The knights of the Knights of Glory held the swords in their hands and slashed fiercely at the spider giant in front of them. The knights were not afraid of these huge, ferocious and ferocious spiders. Not only are they skilled in swordsmanship, but they are also courageous.

Their courage is not innate, but is forged by rigorous training and iron-clad discipline, and by the brutality of war.

Targaryen soldiers swarming up the ladder, fearless of life and death to pounce on the enemy in front of them, in order to take the wall and plunder all the wealth within it. Despite their insatiable aggressors, on the battlefield they are undoubtedly admirable opponents.

By the time Baron Kane arrived at the wall, the Targaryen soldiers had already taken up half of the wall, but what surprised him was the giant tarantulas. He had never seen a spider of this size, and what shocked him even more was that there was a knight in armor sitting on the spider's back.

Rand Knight hurriedly shouted, "My lord, be careful. He swept a sword and cut the foot of a tarantula in two. Then he raised his sword and slashed at the head, piercing the head of the cavalry on the tarantula's back.

At this moment, several enemy soldiers in gray armor pounced on Baron Kane. Baron Kane's sword was unsheathed, and he raised it to block the oncoming weapon, and with a kick he threw the enemy in front of him to the ground. The other two enemy soldiers raised their spears and stabbed him. Baron Kane dodged sideways, and swung his backhand sword, splashing bright red, and a steaming large intestine fell to the ground with a thud.

On the thick city wall, swords, guns, swords, and halberds clashed constantly, battles and fights were constantly staged, and the roars and shouts of both sides never stopped.

The battle lasted all night until dawn, and once again the victory belonged to the Knights of Glory.

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