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"It's the three-legged falcon that defeated the Issa family!" exclaimed one of the routs, his face uncontrollably excited, and soon, the name spread throughout all the routs, looking at the black-armored battle formations rolling away, his eyes were full of fear, hope, and enthusiasm

If this family was unknown half a year ago, now any peasant in the entire Vizan region knows the bravery of this family.

In recent months, many northern caravans have passed through the Vizan region, which is adjacent to Satsuma, and the tragic battle of tens of thousands of people in the Sambuga Hills has long been the talk of the passing caravans.

In the imaginative depictions of various merchants, the great battle that decided the hegemony of the south became a magnificent performance for the Samoor, which not only completely subverted the proverb that "the plain is the death of the infantry", but also depicted the ten fire-breathing crude oil carts as ten fire-breathing dragons, and made the Satima fat man a little more mysterious

"Wise Commander, Generous Lord, Noble Merchant Respectful, Knightly of the Dragon......"

Countless halos hung over the head of the fat man of Samori, and the people of Vizan suddenly found that in the area of Samoriel near them, a giant stood overnight, stomping his feet, and the whole south trembled,

In the eyes of the lords of Vizan, it was a huge terrible and hateful, and the large amount of gold paid by the passing caravan made them hope that the giant was a little bigger, and the high profits obtained by the nobles of the Djerbo region from doing business made many of the small nobles of Vizan excited

In the minds of the ordinary soldiers of Vizan, the legend of a falcon on the battlefield with peasants as the main force and the elite of tens of thousands of nobles was far more impressive to them than the exaggerated achievements of their lords, not to mention that many rumors about the fat man of Satsuma were very funny, making these Vizans feel that this was not a high lord, but an ordinary person who had flesh and blood like them, and who did not lack anything to eat, drink and Lazar

For example, this fat man likes to touch his white belly very much, and sometimes he likes to make some small actions such as peeing at the head of the city.

Of course, the most exciting thing for the soldiers was that the Samoorians would give the land of the nobles to the peasants, which the Vizans could not imagine and never dared to imagine, this was no longer the scope of generosity, it was the work of the savior

"Oh my God, the Samoorians are here, our village won't have to pay taxes to the lords this year."

Most of the routs from the peasants were stunned by the sudden fall of happiness, and they knelt on the ground with tears in their eyes.

The fat man rode his war horse and stood on the top of the hills, watching the bands of Samor's soldiers wind along the mountain path like small streams running towards the great river

"Is there any news from Crolysat, who was in charge of the containment in front?"

The fat man waved his horsewhip, turned his head and asked, followed by Caesar Sauron in heavy armor and 300 fully clothed guards cavalry, hearing the fat man's question, the captain of the guard, Salon responded cautiously

"My lord, I'm sorry, Lord Crollissat has no new news, and now I only know that the Kujit are resting in Vizan Castle, and it seems that they are preparing to delay time according to the castle and wait for the rescue of other Kujits!"

Early the morning before yesterday, the 20,000 Samorian troops assembled in the Symbiot Fortress, one led by Crowissat, united the two elites of the Eighth and Sixth Infantry Regiments, a total of 13,000 people, marched along the Vizan Plain area through which the Kugits must pass, to intercept the Kujits.

A siege regiment of 6,000 lightly armed mountain infantry and 2,000 heavy cone siege regiments, led by the fat man himself and Caesar Sauron, penetrated from the mountains outside Samor, cutting off the way for the Kugit to retreat

In this narrow and narrow area of Vizan, the unprepared Kujit people were repeatedly frustrated in the face of the strong crossbows and strict military formations of the Samoor, and the two sides clashed more than ten times, and the slowly advancing Samorid army was like a thick wall, and the Kugit were breathless

The 20,000 main forces of the Zuowei King of Kugit who were entrenched in the central part of the country also began to move, and were assembling in the central region, apparently preparing to come to the rescue

The gentle advance turned into a distressed siege

The dilapidated and low castle of Vizan became the center of the battle, and nearly 30,000 people crowded on this small plain, with the Kugit of the wolf bèi inside the city and the overwhelming Samori people outside the city, everyone looked at each other, and everyone knew that it was a battle of life and death.

The black-pressed Satema heavy infantry drained the waters around the castle of Vizan, and white tents were set up outside the city, like small dots raised from the earth, and the huge three-legged falcon banner fluttered on the top of the large tent in the middle

Bands of Samoel soldiers began to cut down trees around them, preparing to build new siege machines,

The Kugit were tenacious, and the Samoorians had launched three attacks from last night until noon today, at first capturing a small wall, but they were soon driven out by the Kugit reinforcements from the city, leaving the remains of two siege engines destroyed by rockets outside the city, with their dark frames diagonally straddling

This time, Satemour was in a hurry, barely thinking that it would be in a siege situation, and in a hurry he could only get close to the castle by relying on two improvised siege engines, but under the rain of rockets from Kugit's archers, he suffered heavy losses, and at least 30 heavily armored soldiers fell under the wreckage of the siege engine

Siege warfare is a very psychological process, looking at the falling stones and arrows overhead, no one will have a good feeling, whether it is the Samori people climbing the city wall in the rain of arrows, or the Kugit wielding scimitars to drive the enemy down, the war has always continued on the periphery of the city walls

In the face of the stubborn resistance of the Kujits, Croresat could only follow the usual siege procedures, besiege the city, besiege the city, be driven down, then attack the city, and then be driven down, and the two sides were in a stalemate

On the third day, the fat man arrived at Vizan with light infantry, frowned at the wounded and sick camp, and angrily scolded Crowissat, and on the fourth day, the Kujit who were huddled in the castle of Vizan saw that the Samoorians outside the city stopped their attack, but increased the number of people who cut down trees.

In the dark night, a whistling and sharp voice suddenly sounded outside the city, and all the Kugit guards hurriedly looked up, but they only saw the dark and dense night sky, and looked out of the city with a puzzled face, and in the darkness they could only see the white tent roof of the Samoor

"What the hell are the Samoorians doing!"

The Kugit people scratched their heads, puzzled and ready to continue to rest against the battlements, when suddenly the sky lit up with a little starry, a dense rain of arrows fell from the sky, and hundreds of Kugit soldiers were shot to the ground, screams, wails on the city wall one after another,

"Night arrows!" shouted the Kugit patrol

The Kugit on the city wall were a little flustered, and they raised their shields to cover their heads, only to hear the sound of ping-pong overhead, and the shields above their heads were pierced into hedgehogs

The darkness of the dark night concealed the trajectory of the arrows, and only when the arrows were in place could they be surprised, which was the siege psychological tactics that the Kujits had always been proud of, and they did not expect that they would one day taste the taste of being plotted

"Damn Samoor!" King Kujit Zuowei secretly cursed, the shameless sneak attack just now caused him to lose more than 200 people, and now there are only more than 4,000 people left in the entire castle, if it were not for the abundant supplies in Vizan Castle, the Satima heavy infantry would have attacked long ago

For this encounter with the ambush of Samoor, the king of the left guard had no way but to scold angrily, and the powerful bow and crossbow prepared by the other party were almost the mortal enemies of the Kugit light cavalry, and the leather armor of the light cavalry was like a piece of tissue paper in front of the crossbow arrows.

The thick military formation, the powerful crossbows, and the mysterious black-armored cavalry that did not lose the combat effectiveness of the Kugit heavy cavalry, all showed that this time his opponent was no longer the scattered Wikibians of the past.

Such a strong and shameless opponent emerged overnight, which made the king of Kugit Zuowei very helpless

"Damn Satsuma fat man, let you be arrogant for a few days, and when my 20,000 army arrives, I must peel your skin with my own hands to make drums!"

Thinking that he had fallen into such a field across the grassland, King Kujit Zuowei gritted his teeth and scolded

On the morning of the fifth day, the Samoorians appeared in front of the Vizan Castle with a dozen huge stone-throwing carts, hundreds of meters away, and several operators gestured with their fingers, as if the Kugits who had been harassed all night in the Vizan Castle were all targets, and the Kugits on the city wall saw the arrogant behavior of the Samoorians, and their teeth itched with hatred

"Bump!" At noon, under the gaze of tens of thousands of people on both sides, the first rubble bullet drew an arc, crossed a distance of hundreds of meters, rolled down more than ten meters in front of the Vizan city wall, and smashed a big pit on the ground, which frightened the nervous Kujit people in the city, look at the big pit under their feet, the Kujit people began to commotion,

The walls of Vizan were not very thick, at most they were a lord's castle, not a thick kingdom fortress, and in the face of such large stone throwing carts attacking the fortress, there was little resistance, and the Kugit face was like earth at the thought that a large stone was about to fall on his head that would smash him into a meatloaf

"Huhu" saw the first stone bullet fall in front of Vizan Castle, the Samori people adjusted a few times, and several stone bullets with a whistling sound smashed on the city wall of Vizan, sand and soil flew sideways, stones splashed, and the city wall of Vizan, which was thought to be weak, only appeared a few small pits,

"Prairie God bless!"

This made the terrified Kujits on the city wall thunder with joy, and they thanked the Wiki people for their kindness

"Who built this city wall, and he can't even cut corners, is it all built with a whole big stone strip!"

The fat man rode on his horse, looking at the effect of the attack in the distance, his jaw did not fall in surprise, and he felt that the tall tofu scum projects in the future could die of shame in front of this broken castle

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