Seeing that the momentum of the attack in front of him was blocked, Hu Keqili, who was leading the master behind him, scolded indignantly, "What can an archer do? One bow, twenty arrows! If you let him shoot, what can he do! If you can't open this gap before dawn, see how I clean you up then!"

"But my lord, there are elite longbowmen on the other side." The reprimanded Squadron Leader Samour said with a sad face, "The entrance to the hall is too narrow, and only a few heavily armed knights can block the entire entrance, and we launched several attacks but were blocked by the other party." Especially the one General Stien who was hiding behind. Half of our brothers died at his hands! Thirteen of the seventeen were chainmail pierced through the throat by his arrow. The squadron leader shook his head with regret on his face

"There are also two of the best squad leaders in our squadron at hand-to-hand combat! Their deaths have a great impact on our soldiers, and the ears of the hall are too many of the knights on the other side are wearing double armor. I really don't know how these madmen move!" The squadron leader said with an indignant face, "Longbowmen!" Hukochili frowned, the squadron leader was right, it was absolutely dangerous to be shot at close range by a longbowman. The whistling sound of the longbow and arrow was like the roar of death in the ears of the soldiers,

Death is not terrible, but no matter how brave a person is, he can't face a longbow that can penetrate heavy armor and be indifferent, seeing a powerful cluster of arrows penetrate the body of his companion, causing a fear reaction that is far more terrible than a medium arrow, after Hu Keqili led the army to arrive, he immediately reorganized his forces to launch an offensive against the hall, and the enemy general's longbow pierced and had reached the peak strength of the longbowman. Almost on par with Isa Moriel, the goddess of death who opened the killing ring in Tyr,

The steps in front of the hall can only rush up to a dozen people at a time. Hukochili even saw a steel shield pierced by a light arrow, and the whistling arrow pierced the throat of the warrior, and if he had to attack such an opponent himself, he would not have been able to avoid the deadly piercing! I don't care what happens, before dawn, I will see Samor's war chess inserted at the head of the fortress!" The fat man's roar still seems to echo in his ears,

Hu Keqili looked up at the sky that was still raining heavily, the sky was still as black as ink, but Hu Keqili knew that he didn't have much time to do it when the day dawned, and capturing the fortress and opening up the life and death line in the west was the main goal of this operation.

"We're running out of time." Hukochili turned his head with a solemn face. Looking at the several Samour squadron leaders behind him, "In order to attract the attention of the enemy, the Grand Guild personally led the main force of infantry to launch an attack on the city of Wangnukorn in the northwest, which is the base camp of the Stinian army, and the best warriors of 50,000 Saemors will use their blood and lives to storm the enemy's strong fortress." The battle there will be about the victory of the entire campaign"

"Vinnes!" Hukochili's pale face, frozen by the cold rain, carried a hint of helplessness. He said to the squadron leader, "We have stepped on the edge of victory, and we must not allow us to fall from the edge again.

I'll give you the longbow squad of Fenouk and Atevins, both of you are longbowmen, and I don't care what means you use, before dawn. I want to see Samor's eagle wings flying over the fortress!". Yes, the subordinates know how to do it. The two squadron leaders with longbows on their backs nodded, and rushed to the hall where the battle was still raging.

The battle in the hall had reached a fever pitch, with hundreds of Samour soldiers holding shields and waving their swords. Divide into several teams and pound like a tidal wave, and the heavy knight shield forms a thick steel wall.

Rushing to the front, Atevins took his heavy two-meter longbow from his back and pointed to his companion beside him, "Fenouk, your team is in charge of the one on the left! Bump, bump!" The heavy swords in the hands of the knights in the front charge collided together. The sword slashed at the knight's armor, bringing out a spark of sparks, and the warriors on both sides roared and pushed each other, their blood-red eyes glowing like beasts

The knight's armor was too thick. The Samar cavalry swords were bounced up on it, leaving only white marks, which made the Samar soldiers very helpless, because of the need for a surprise attack. The cavalry did not prepare too many heavy weapons, and had to choose to retreat after several attacks

"Shoot!" The Samorian soldiers, who were still fighting in front, suddenly heard a rapid raindrop behind them, and several rapid white lights cut through the arc in the air, "Poof" A knight watched in disbelief as the heavy armor on his body was torn apart by the sharp longbow arrows. "My lord, we may not be able to protect you!" A apologetic smile appeared on the corner of the knight captain's mouth, and his body shook, and he was put down from the front by two knights,

Two thick arrows pierced through the ribs of his armor, blood staining the chain mail inside, "The enemy has longbowmen!" Aitketh looked at his companion who had been with him since childhood, his eyes were red, and the hand holding the longbow creaked,

A thick, special armor-piercing arrow can only be used in the sniper year of the longbow year, and "there are longbowmen who can shoot through Nisavein's triple chain mail,

Nysavant! Aitketh stood up with an angry expression, the knights in front of him who formed the shield wall were constantly falling with arrows, and the door of the hall was already exposed. Several Samar soldiers were rushing in through the gap, "Kill, kill, kill" Aitkes's mind was blank now, the longbow in his hand vibrated rapidly, and the bowstring pulled at high speed turned into a phantom. "Whoosh!whoosh!" white lines shot into the throats of the three Samar soldiers in front of them with a violent whistling sound.

"Get in!" Seeing that there were few knights left in front of him, the Samor soldier shouted, and once again rushed up the steps with his hammer and sword,

"Smack. Thick shields in the hands of the knights. Hit by several Samor cavalrymen with hammers at the same time, the fragments flew in all directions, and the powerful force knocked the knight to the ground, and the door of the castle hall was finally opened

"I won't die!, no one can kill me Aitkes". Aitkais roared with a hideous face, and the whole person seemed to be crazy, and his hand kept pulling out the arrow from the quiver at his waist, because of the continuous rapid shooting, the finger that pulled the bowstring was already red and swollen,

But he couldn't stop, although the perimeter had been lost, and the fall of the castle was only a matter of time, but as a warrior who regarded glory as his life, Aitkais had to defend the last line of defense of the fortress with his own efforts.

"Crash!" The powerful arrow shot a Samar soldier who rushed through the door to the ground, and Aitkes's hand reaching for the quiver suddenly stopped,

The quiver was empty, and the arrow was the last one

The narrow hall was crowded with dense Samor soldiers, and the last two knights used their bodies to block the tide of the enemy. Blood seeped through the gaps in the armor and was quickly swept away by the black tide of soldiers

"I'm the Northern Longbow Aitkes! No one can kill me!" Aitkes put the longbow in his hand still on the ground, and with a resolute expression, he drew his sword from his waist and rushed towards the enemies who came in four times

"Form a shield wall!" and capture him alive!" the Samorian soldiers surrounded him in the middle. Everyone can see that this is an enemy general, and according to Samor's military merit system, if you catch an enemy at the level of a general, the entire squadron can be richly rewarded,

"Little snap" Aitkees looked crazy. With all his might, he struck the shield squeezed by the Samorian soldiers with his sword,

"What's going on here, are you going to have a feast with the enemy here!" Hukochili came in with a dozen guards from the outer walls, and saw that there was still one enemy left in the hall. couldn't help but scolded angrily,

"Little stall!" Aitketh brandished his saber in a trance, covered in blood and with a dozen wounds on his body, if it weren't for the fact that he wanted to capture the enemy general alive, the Samor soldiers would have cut him to the ground. Anyway, this is an enemy worthy of respect!" Hu Keqili looked at the enemy general who was still dying with a stern face, and waved his hand to several longbow guards behind him,

"Several thick clusters of arrows pierced Aitkes's body with a whistling sound, and arrows pierced his back with blood and flesh

"I'm not going to die! I'm the northern longbow Aitkes......" Aitcaith's eyes were bulging, and he looked at the arrows that pierced his body in disbelief, his open mouth moved, his throat squirmed, and his little body shook, leaning against the wall behind him, and slowly fell,

The sky revealed a touch of fish white, and the rain subsided at dawn, and white crystal raindrops slipped from the endless black curtain. The cold pounding on the ground turned into cold,

The whole fortress was full of births, and the blood flowed down the rain, converging into a muddy pool under his feet, a pool of dark red blood, Hu Keqi snorted, and the heavy rain poured down, and the air was still mixed with the pungent smell of damp blood,

"Smack!" The Stien family battle banner that stood at the top of the fortress was slashed by Hukochili. The rolled banner slipped from the top of the fortress like broken leaves in a storm,

"Wow!" A bolt of lightning swept through the sky and turned into countless nets of light, and the fat man walked out of his tent. Keep your eyes on the horizon in the distance. Heavy rain is the best cover for a raid, the fat man didn't expect his luck to be so good, and the net was just thinking about how to hide the sound of the horse's hooves in the cavalry raid, and God gave himself such a heavy rain

Little Tata!" a Samor cavalryman galloped in from the camp gate on horseback, without even resting. Raising the battle report in his hand, he went straight to the big tent of the Chinese army

"Grand Duke, Lord Hukochili has reported victory!" Lidarchus, who was in charge of logistics, ran to the fat man with a happy expression of the battle report, "Can we inform Lord Crorysat?"

The fat man heard the word victory. The frowning eyebrows finally loosened a little, took the battle report, looked at it carefully, handed it to Lidakus, turned to the herald and said, "Inform the whole army." The ripping plan begins!"