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"Damn! these Samar cowards!" Barantis, who led the charge, stood at the battlement of the city wall covered in blood, with a sharp sword in his hand with a gap, several crossbow arrows stuck in the iron shield, and the fine armor on his body was cut through several gaps in the chaos, revealing bloody wounds,

The retreating Samor defenders in front of them made all the Riwaches who rushed to the city wall enthusiastic, and both sides were red-eyed, and the Samar who fought to the death finally couldn't stand it, which was like giving everyone a dose of stimulant

"Kill the damned Samors!" the soldiers shouted and poured up, the dense spears like towering forests, and more and more soldiers climbed the head of the fortress, and the under-armed Samars could only rely on the narrow passage of the city wall to block the attack of the Riwaches.

The outer walls of the fortress had been completely lost, and after a period of stubborn resistance, the Samar defenders set fire to more than a dozen heavy ballistas, and the remaining hundreds of people all withdrew to the higher inner city to wait for reinforcements

The crossbowmen in the arrow tower on the high ground are constantly blocking the crowded enemies on the city road, but the effect is not obvious for the day wagon with the shield held high below.

Without the threat of the fortress ballista, the people of the city began to besiege the arrow tower, and soon the arrow tower in the outer city was also lost, and the Samor crossbowmen, who were cornered, jumped from the towering arrow tower with their shields and smashed into the crowd of enemies below...... ，

The sky gradually darkened, the noisy fighting in the fortress gradually subsided, and the people of the day Wache, who occupied the outer city, began to clean up the city road where the corpses were piled up, threw the mutilated corpses from the city wall, and pushed the corpses into a large pit with wooden planks to bury them, and the corpses of the Samar soldiers were piled up on the city road, forming a pile of corpses of more than ten meters, demonstrating to the Samore defenders in the inner city.

The night wind blew, and the strong smell of blood on the city road was disgusting, and the day tile carts on the city had to give up, and the plan to spend the night on the city road was all withdrawn to the tents outside the fortress, and the defenders of the inner city sent people to take advantage of the dark night to set fire to the companions piled up on the city road.

The exhausted offensive and defensive sides silently watched the city road, the burning corpses, the ruined fortress of Tudik, reflected in the blazing firelight, everyone was waiting, the Samors were waiting for reinforcements, and the Riwache was waiting for the catapult to be built,

"How far are our scouts from Tulundick?" asked the fat man sharply on his horse, the cool night breeze blowing on his face could not dispel the anxiety in the fat man's heart, and behind him were Croisette and Captain Ssalon, and on the surrounding mountain paths, a long dragon of torches was hurrying forward

This time, the fat man not only mobilized the garrisons in the southern part of Samore, but also transferred the Krollissat Banner Regiment and the Thorn Tile Longbowmen, who were good at mountain warfare, and a reinforcement of nearly 30,000 people poured into Satos like a river converging the sea, because it was a mountain battle, most of the light infantry transferred this time. The Samore Light Cavalry Regiment suffered heavy losses in the Battle of Kyoto and is undergoing supplementary training.

"Report to your lordship, news from the scouts at the front, picture, the fortress of Tulundik is still in our possession!" a guard galloped on his horse, and because he dismounted in such a hurry, he threw off his horse that had not yet stopped, and rolled a few times in the mountain bushes

"What are you talking about!" the fat man could hardly believe his ears, and hurriedly walked over, picked up the guard who was still lying on the ground, and asked sharply, "You said Tulundik is still in our hands?"

"Yes, my lord," the guard said hoarsely, just gasping for air

"But according to the scout's observation, the outer wall of the fortress of Tulundik has been lost, and now only the inner city still hangs the falcon battle flag!, and there is a legion of about 8,000 people outside the city besieging the fortress!"

"Good, very good!" The fat man heard that the enemy was still in the fortress, so he didn't laugh angrily, and ordered the guards around him, "The whole army is speeding up, and I will use the enemy's blood tonight to comfort the souls of the heroes who died in the south in battle!"

Outside the fortress of Tulendik, the Riva car is a large camp, Olemut looked at the distance with complicated eyes, the fortress of Tulundik is like a lurking beast in the dark night, the fierce battle of the day is still lingering in Olemut's heart, the momentum of the Samar warriors who fight to the death makes this southern general who is in the chaos of the Riwa car and still adheres to the knightly glory code in his heart break his heart, give up on the city wall, and the whole army retreats to rest is what Olemut proposed, "Tomorrow, these last warriors will become a cold corpse!" Olemut shook his head with a sigh, and the trees in the distance "rattled" in the night wind, and a strange whistling sound pierced the night sky, which made Omlet's face change abruptly

Three hundred meters away from the camp to the left of the camp, a dense mountain forest, suddenly burst out of countless fire points, quickly crossing the arc of the road and falling towards the camp of Riwa Cheze.

"Yes, it's the Thorn Tile Longbowman!" Omlet, who had fought eight years of war with the Thorn Barbarians, felt a chill on his back, no one knew better than him, in the complex terrain of the mountains and forests, these agile and flying Thorn Tile Longbowmen were definitely the nightmare of all the Riwa chariots and light infantry,

"It's on fire! It's on fire!" The fire was carried out by the mountain wind, and the camp of the Riwache was quickly plunged into a sea of fire, and thousands of Riwache soldiers were surrounded by the fire, and there were panicked deserters everywhere

"Take out all your strength! it's time for us to settle the account between the Thorn Tile Clan and the Riwa Che Ze people" Ursa Ste looked at the Riwa Cheze people who fled in the fire with blood-red eyes, and around him, countless Thorn Wa Clan long archers also had fire in their eyes, constantly bending their bows and arrows to shoot out arrows of revenge, the grudge between the Riwa Clan and the Southern Swamp has lasted for hundreds of years, more than 100,000 Thorn Wa people died at the hands of the Riwa Cheze people, and the hearts of each tribe are burning with complex fires

(I'm not in the state today, I'm sorry, the word count is less, I'll make up tomorrow)

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