Fierce battle in the tenth quarter

"It's impossible......" Rudolph, who was in Paro's army, couldn't help muttering as he watched the life-and-death battle in front of the battle.

How could there be such a ridiculous thing? Walde, the best coach and martial arts master in Paro's army, was completely suppressed by Thomas at this moment. Is this really an old man who is over eighty years old and aging too much? It is true that due to congenital physical problems, some people age relatively slowly. But Thomas has lived for more than 80 years! At this moment, Thomas's swift movements on horseback are not lost in the slightest to those of young people in their twenties.

Wade was desperately resisting, but he wasn't a match for Thomas. The opponent's long sword struck him repeatedly. If it weren't for the Rudolph's ancestral Dawn armor, I'm afraid he would have turned into a corpse long ago. And all his counterattacks were easily dodged by Thomas.

Now, the cheers of the city came one after another, one after another. But the voice of the Paro army under the city was quiet. Every Paro soldier could tell that their commander was completely at a disadvantage. Thomas methodically exerted pressure, forcing Rudolph to back down and be embarrassed.

The ongoing battle finally came to an end, and with Thomas's last blow, the sword pierced Rudolph's body. Rudolph fought back desperately, but the sword only scratched the butt of Thomas's mount.

Frightened, Thomas's horse ran uncontrollably towards the city gate. By the time he had reined in his horse and wanted to turn back in pursuit, Rudolph, whose fate was unknown, had already fallen on his horse and ran back to Paro's army.

"Hooray!" Seeing the commander's victory, the soldiers at the head of the city were full of momentum and cheered. And the Paro army under the city was dead silent, so depressed that they couldn't even make a sound.

"Withdraw...... Retreat!" saw the scene at this moment. Paro's officers decisively ordered a retreat. Retreat to a mile away before preparing to set up camp. They were supposed to demonstrate to the enemy at the head of the city today, to show the might of the army, and to demoralize the enemy. But now, the demoralized ones are the Paro people.

Many Paro soldiers began to discuss the life and death of General Rudolph. However, at dusk that day, Rudolph held several public meetings and personally led a patrol of the newly built camp, which finally alleviated this fear.

Thomas ...... I really didn't expect you to be so capable!However, I will prove it to you, no matter how powerful you are, you can't offset the difference in our strength!" Looking at the city wall in the distance, Rudolph gritted his teeth and said.

After it was completely dark, in the tent of the Great Army, the highest military council of the Paro army was convening. General Rudolph personally presided over the meeting, which was attended by a number of magicians and engineers in addition to his lieutenants.

"In the past, when Drake City was built, the problem of siege artillery was considered. Its walls were actually modeled after those of the Seven Central Kingdoms, with extremely thick walls and each gate being an urn city. It is unlikely that the walls will be broken with a couple of cannons. ”

Listening to the introduction of the engineer, General Rudolph was silent.

"The best choice is the siege tower...... But now the enemy has already been prepared. Before we arrived, they had re-dug the moat - they didn't fill it with water to prevent it from freezing, but it was full of pointed stakes. In addition to this, they also built several low walls in front of them. These things can't hinder cavalry and infantry, but they can keep anything on wheels from passing. ”

"Say so. An adjutant spoke. "If we're going to have a regular siege, then we're going to have to do it in three steps. The first step is to tear down the low wall, and the second step is to fill in the moat. The third step is to place the siege tower against the wall. ”

"And it's hard to transport timber ...... in winter," I don't know who added. "Siege towers are not so easy to build. We need enough time. ”

"If you use a long ladder, you don't have to be so troublesome. A magician replied suddenly. "It only takes four people to carry a ladder and cross those low walls. We already had a batch of ladders with us, and if we had worked overnight, we would have doubled that by tomorrow. ”

"Master Koenig, do you mean......" Rudolph stared at the magician's face, "with ......"

"Take cover with magic, cannons and muskets, and then forcibly seize the walls with ladders. Although the casualties will be large, it is better than a regular siege that drags on for months. You must know that the most important thing we need now is soldiers, and what we lack most is time. "The face of the magician known as Koenig was half peeking out of the shadow of the hood, and he had a horrible scar on his face.

"We will launch a tentative attack for about ten days to determine their defenses and weaknesses, and test their magical combat power. Then on the eleventh day, we will launch the last attack......"

"That's a pile of corpses into the city!" said someone in the crowd dissatisfied.

"Yes, but we can afford it, can we?" replied Koenig in a chilling voice.

There was silence in the audience.

At this time, in the city of Drake, in the room of the commander-in-chief Thomas, another small meeting was being held.

"No...... The wound has cracked. I remember I warned you that you must not be allowed to get out of bed!" Phil, who was in charge of treating Thomas, looked coldly at the other three. "I'm using my magic to hypnotize him temporarily, so that he suffers a little less. ”

Both Essrubat and Leo looked at William Daly, who was red-faced.

"I'm sorry...... But this was Thomas's order...... I couldn't refuse......" he replied in a low voice.

"I'm worried that the wound will be inflamed and swollen, so the healing spell won't help. Phil continued. "If it weren't for myrrh, I'm afraid Thomas would have had a hard time. ”

"I remember seeing 'myrrh' on the list of supplies for the army!" Ashrufat asked suddenly. "Why do we have it in the city?"

"I've asked the quartermaster. The myrrh was on the last ship, and before the myrrh could be brought ashore, the ship was taken away by Lane. Leo replied. "As for what such healing drugs are put at the back of the most ...... To be honest, the work associated with bringing the ship's cargo into the city is Lane in his own right. ”

"Have you told Thomas what happened today?" asked Ashrufat, who was silent for a moment.

"Well, I'll tell you all about it in the afternoon. Leo replied.

"What did he say?"

He didn't say anything, just sighed. ”

"In the rest of the time, I'm going to try to conserve magic to keep Thomas hypnotized. In addition to the necessary food and drink, he was kept in bed. Hopefully this will make him better. However, if you can't hold the city, then there's no point in doing anything!"

"We're going to hold it anyway. The Paros want to enter the city unless they step on our corpses!" the three men exchanged glances with each other and replied knowingly.

At dawn the next day, the Paros went out of their camp and laid down the city.

"I feel it...... The flow of energy ......" Fei'er closed her eyes and opened them again. "There are many mages in the Paro army!one, two, three...... There are at least seven magicians. ”

The cold winter wind blew through her hair, casting a hint of vigilance on her ageless count. Seven magicians, even the prophetess did not dare to be negligent.

In the early morning of winter, the view is good. The head of the castle can see the enemy team under the city clearly. A cannon with black holes was facing the city wall.

"How's their strength?" asked Leo.

"I don't know what to do...... I only know that there are seven of them, but I don't know if they are masters of magic or ordinary hired mages. Maybe it's just a few apprentices. ”

"What do you think they'll do?"

"They'll be able to attack head-on with a ladder with the support of magic and cannons!" replied Fei'er.

To the west and north are marshlands that are not conducive to artillery action – the product of the flooding of large rivers during the rainy season. Even when it freezes in winter, the Paros still don't dare to drag their cannons onto the ice. The entire offensive was concentrated on the southeastern sides. The east side was guarded by Ashrufat, and it was unknown how many magicians there were.

The sound of war drums sounded, stretching from one side to the other, as if there was no end. With this sound, the cannon fired. There were swamps outside the east and west walls as cover, and most of the cannonballs hit the walls, leaving a large or small notch before falling to the ground, and some of them flew over the walls and landed on the top of a building or open space in the city. Only a handful of shells hit the bunkers or battlements at the top of the walls, killing and wounding a single person.

The gunners began to adjust their direction, the second wave of shells turned out to be more accurate, and by the fourth wave, a considerable part of the shells hit bunkers and battlements.

The enemy's infantry began to charge. In an instant, the charging crowd flooded the earth like a tidal wave and rushed straight to the city walls.

The archers on the walls rained down a rain of arrows that rained like hail on the heads of the charging Paro army.

Ashrufat watched the wave-like charge from the tower. He knew that there were seven hundred archers on the walls of the road that were constantly firing. But these seven hundred arrows were shot in the crowd like a small stone thrown into the sea, without even making a wave. If you look closely, you can see from time to time that a man has fallen after being shot by an arrow, but his companion immediately steps on his body and takes his place.

The Paro soldiers climbed over the low wall, covered the moat with long planks or ladders, and rushed over the planks. But this position is deadly, as the archers can precisely aim at the head and chest of the enemy. Hordes of Paros died by arrows while waiting to cross the trench. Corpses and wounded lay on the edge of the trench.

The enemy's musketeers fired their bows and arrows at the city's head. But the battlements were strengthened and fortified during this time, and the muskets did not threaten the archers behind the battlements at all.

The real threat lies in the artillery. Another cannonball hit the battlements, and the force of the force shook one of the archers out of the battlement. The unfortunate man fell from the head of the city, fell into a ditch, and was pierced by several pointed stakes.