Section 22: Deception

"This game isn't fun at all, Leo. Ashrufat dropped the ball of paper and said. Leo could only smile reluctantly.

"I'd better go. Ashrufat said. "Leo, you're not healed. William Daley, you don't know how to use gunpowder. And if I really need to fight my way back at that time, I'm the most sure. If not, we can compare swords to see who is the strongest. ”

Neither Leo nor William Daly spoke. When it came to force, Ashrufat must have been the strongest of the expeditionary forces—no one questioned that anymore. Unless it's the Knight of the Holy Grail who comes in. The Knights of the Holy Grail may have a fight with Aerufat. But as we all know, the Knights of the Holy Grail never compete.

"So it was decided. Ashrufat concluded. "Let's go and call for volunteers first. It is also necessary to take out gunpowder from the inventory and prepare all kinds of materials. ”

"Leave the volunteer work to me. William Daly said suddenly, and no one else noticed the flash of light that flashed in him.

After a short day of fighting, the Paro army gathered again in the early morning. Densely packed, an endless army.

Ever since the expeditionary force had carried the captured cannons to the city walls, the Paro's attack had been greatly distanced. They had to gather their forces outside the range of artillery.

Many of the knights of St. Jean were dissatisfied at first. But the fact that the obvious effect was so good that they all shut up. The only change was that the work of supervising the gunners was carried out by the militia, since the knights were reluctant to perform such a task.

But today, the Paro army has been slow to attack.

A black cloud covered half of the sky, as if the murderous aura of the human world was condensed above the clouds. Today will be the day after the last day! Perhaps because of this kind of consciousness, the solemn murderous intent shrouded the city and lingered. And because both sides had a day off. At this time, the morale of both armies was unusually high, and the fatigue of the previous one was completely swept away.

In the water mirror, the image of the enemy's tunnel mouth is presented. Bands of armed soldiers, including many heavily armored knights, swooped through the tunnels. There are no longer trucks loaded with earth and rock to transport out of the tunnel, because there is very little earth and rock left to excavate, and it can be piled directly inside the tunnel.

Ashruphat looked away from the water mirror.

"Alright, Miss Phil, you don't have to continue. That's the timing of the strike. He whispered a thank you. The latter looked at him with a charming and sad smile.

"Earl, may God's blessing be with you. Hope you make a triumphant return. Phil suddenly stood up, came to Ashrufat, and hugged him tenderly. She didn't say anything, just hugged Ishrufat like this, and pressed her cheek to Ishrufat's shoulder.

After a short moment, Phil straightened up and left Ashrufat. Ashrufat was stunned for a moment, but turned to leave. Time was running out, and he didn't have time to dwell on what that meant.

The horses were already in place, and Ashrufat stepped on his horses and rushed to the city gate. There, the sortie troops were on standby.

William Daly suddenly appeared in front and seemed to have something to say. Ashrufat stopped his horse.

"Ashrufat, is it time to strike?" asked William Daley.

"Well, I saw the Paro soldiers walking into the tunnels. I think they've already started digging into the last part. Their frontal assault will begin soon, help me defend the walls!"

"No problem. William Daly promised. "Ashrufat...... Your saddle is a bit slanted, I suggest you double-check. Don't go wrong in battle. With that, he left.

The saddle was a little slanted, and Ashrufat jumped off his horse and began to carefully inspect the saddle and belly strap. But it doesn't seem like there's anything wrong with that. He carefully checked it thoroughly, but still found nothing wrong.

William Daley was joking with me? No, it couldn't be! He checked again, groping every buckle and knot of the belt, and only when he was sure that it was all right, did he jump on his horse again.

Five or six minutes were wasted. William Daly may have been mistaken, but be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years. Those five minutes were worth it.

There was the sound of horses' hooves in front of me, as if it were a cavalry attack...... Ashruphat suddenly felt a pang of discomfort. He hurried to the gates of the city, only to find that the troops who had been on standby had left.

"What's going on?" he asked, grabbing one of the militiamen. How is it possible? How can the army attack on its own without a commander? "What about the attacking troops here?"

"Master William Daly has already led them out. Lord Earl, you want to see them off, don't you? But I'm sorry you're late. The militiaman replied. "Hurry up to the walls, they can hear the shouts now. ”

William Daley, that guy......

But there is no time to think about it more. The roar of artillery has already sounded, and the Paros have begun to attack head-on. If William Daley is gone, then he will have to go over there and command!

In the command position, far from the city walls, the commander of Paro's army, General Rudolph, was watching the situation on the battlefield, or he pretended to be observing the situation on the battlefield.

A frontal attack is important, but it is no longer a decisive issue. After two hours, two hours at most, ten tunnel entrances would be dug up, and an endless stream of Paro soldiers would emerge from the back of the expeditionary force. In this case, there can be no defense that does not collapse. Even if they don't collapse, they will be consumed to death. Be sure to ...... when the time comes.

"General, enemy!" someone suddenly shouted.

"Enemy, what's wrong with the enemy?" said Rudolph, coming back from his deep prosthesis. On the city walls, the fierce battle continued. On this long section of the city wall, wails were heard all over the field, and the sound of killing shook the sky. Cannons, muskets, bows and arrows flew all over the sky, bringing countless lives to disappear in an instant. Blood was sprinkled all over the battlefield, like hell on earth.

But this is the inevitable situation of siege warfare, and there is nothing surprising about it.

"Enemy...... Enemy cavalry!" the subordinate pointed to the other side, and a small group of expeditionary cavalry was rushing out of the spur and heading for the entrance to the tunnel. Ahead of them, however, were not stopped by any formed Paro troops.

Rudolph did not hesitate and immediately ordered the light cavalry to attack, trying to hold off the small force of the enemy. His order was carried out immediately, but it was still a step too late. The enemy's target is the entrance to the tunnel! There is no doubt that they do not know what method Lu Dao is using, and they already have a clear understanding of the strategy of the Paro army today.

The first tunnel entrance is unguarded!

The tunnel was dug quite wide, in fact larger than it would look through the water mirror, enough for a few soldiers to get in and out without any obstacles. At the moment, there is a black hole inside, and nothing can be seen. The soldiers who entered must have squeezed to the front of the tunnel.

"Quick, quick, light the fuse from the powder keg, throw it inside, throw it deeper!"

Each of the two or three knights took a powder keg, lit the fuse, and threw it deep into the tunnel. They brought with them more than a dozen surplus horses, each of which hung four powder kegs, and in addition to that, there were knights who carried powder kegs with them.

"You guys stay here and watch, don't let anyone extinguish it!, the others come with me!" William Daly shouted order, and rushed to the next entrance. Here, a group of shirtless servants immediately dispersed. Several soldiers looked at the surging knights, dropped their weapons and fled with the servants.

This entrance is also concocted, followed by the next one.

But good luck soon came to an end. The light cavalry of the Paro army had arrived, and the two armies were fighting near the entrance to the fourth tunnel. Paro's light cavalry had an indisputable numerical advantage. But the current knights have long been determined to die. It's not so much that they're on the defensive, it's that they're on the offensive. Paro's light cavalry was defeated and retreated.

There was a roar on the ground, and the powder keg at the entrance to the first tunnel had exploded. The sound of the explosion shook even the horses to neigh.

"You guys, don't get tangled with the Paro, go get rid of the tunnels. William Daly ordered loudly. Under his order, several knights broke away from the battle line and rushed to the tunnel. At this time, several Paro cavalrymen who had found an opportunity came out of this gap and attacked William Daly.

William Daly swung his battle axe and cut down the first enemy. Another Paro took advantage of the opportunity to slash him with his sword, but was unable to break his armor. William Daley split his head and chest with an axe.

The entanglement with the light cavalry wasted them some time, but the last light cavalry was still dispersed by the knights, and they ran away with their heads in their hands.

Now it's the turn of the fifth tunnel crossing, but just now there was enough time for the Paro army to line up. Paro's infantry sprang up from the top of the hill where the tunnel entrance stood, hiding behind a barrier of shields and spears, and marched in unison.

"Knight, charge!" shouted William Daly. The knights quickly formed a frontal charge of cavalry and spears, and in the midst of the collective shouts, they swooped down on the Paro army.

Seeing the knight charge, the Paro stopped. These enemies are all spearmen, and they form a half-moon formation, shields to protect themselves, like an iron hedgehog with thorns on both sides, waiting for the battle. Faced with a large platoon of spears, most of the knights stopped their charge at the last moment of the storm and dodged. Others were much more tragic: either the tip of the gun came out of the chest and died on the spot, or they fell to the ground from the death of their mount.

William Daley's mount was cut by a spear, and it went berserk with the pain, and the man stood up and kicked out of his front hooves. The frenzied horses leapt into the enemy's line, spears stabbing at it from all sides, but the shield walls crumbled under its weight. The horse fell with a bang, but William Daley got up unscathed, raised his tomahawk, and launched a frenzied attack.

The second wave of mounted guns struck quickly. Now there are no neat formations to protect the gunners. Armor and shields were no stronger than thick paper in the face of charging cavalry guns. Hordes of Paros were pierced by mounted spears, killing at least two soldiers with each blow.

Seeing that the Paros were about to collapse, suddenly an explosion engulfed the entire battle. A huge wave of air swept through everyone, regardless of friend or foe, and everything flew into the sky wherever it went. Human bodies were torn apart, internal organs shattered, and stumps and blood flew in the air.

William Daly climbed up, lucky to be on the edge, but the impact also made him dizzy. He froze and found that the two sides of the battle had disappeared. Fifty knights and at least three hundred spearmen were reduced to minced flesh all over the floor.