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"Assault!" the screams had gradually subsided, and the walls of Mecca, which had been fighting for a day, were a terrible sight of flesh and blood.

Countless corpses were piled up on the city wall, and the bright red blood dyed both sides of the city road red, looking like a blood-colored corridor from a distance, the feet were slippery and greasy, and there were broken corpses everywhere, I don't know if it was my own person or the other party's, and the people who choked on the thick smell of blood were suffocated,

Such a scene almost covered the entire city road, and it was impossible to distinguish who was a falcon soldier and who was a Nord, which showed the fierceness of the daytime battle.

"Assault!"

Aslanyak, the leader of the third squadron of Nord, let out a loud shout, and his agile body climbed over the almost blood-stained walls of Mecca, and even a veteran Ode axe warrior like Aslan Yachu was completely shocked by the scene in front of him,

In front of his eyes, it was completely a passage paved with flesh and blood, countless broken corpses were entangled, broken weapons and armor, submerged in the water formed by human blood, the corpses of the soldiers on both sides were piled with corpses, and at a glance, the corpses of the opposing side almost blocked the view, and it was completely a scene of bloody hell,

A handsome young man with his legs cut off was smiling hard against the battlements, carefree with his deep eyes hanging down, raising his bloodless face, he looked back and smiled, "I'll go first!" Suddenly he jumped forward and pounced on a heavily armored Nord infantryman, holding this Nord warrior, and rolled down the thirty-meter-high wall of Mecca, a long scream of misery echoed in the air

Helzad, the leader of the Falcon Seventh Squadron, poked a shot into the chest of a Nord axe warrior, and before he could draw his spear, he felt that Ito: the axe of the Nord axe warrior in his shoulder had been slashed into his shoulder.

"You are the eighteenth, Lao Tzu is not a loss!" Although Herzad almost fainted from pain, he still smiled fiercely on his face, and his body that had been struck by the tomahawk still rushed forward, and in this way, he cut off his head with a sword, and also cut off his spear in front of the Rude infantryman.

He threw the broken spear in his hand, slowly and methodically pulled out the tomahawk that was sunk deep in his shoulder, and the bones flew out, but he still kept a smile, holding the bloody sword in his right hand to find a target for the fight, and his left shoulder, which was almost cut off, let his left hand hang leisurely in front of him.

"Crazy, this guy is crazy!" Even the Nord people were frightened by this guy, no one dared to fight him, and wherever this staggering figure went, the Nord axe was naturally leaning to the side.

Not only Helzad, but all the people in Mecca were now covered in blood, and the haggard, ragged, and exhausted falcon soldiers, who were described as "reinforcements......"

An arrow that came from Aslanjak slammed into Aslanyak's heavy shield with a crisp sound and was bounced away, only discovered by Aslanyak, the leader of the third squadron of the Nord Assault Force. The only figures still alive are the falcon soldiers swaying among the corpses.

These thin-bodied fellows, armed with weapons called crossbows, still stubbornly shot at the Nord soldiers who rushed up,

Is this still human?Aslanjak's face turned a little pale. No one dared to fight the madmen who were not afraid of death, almost all of them were wounded, their heads or arms were bandaged with blackened strips of blood-stained cloth, blood was flowing from the holes in their clothes, and some were only weapons such as broken spears and old, blunt swords.

This is the kind of warrior who, after resisting the onslaught of the enemy 8 times, once again collided with the elite legions that the Nords had high hopes for, and did not give an inch, and everyone regarded death as home. At the last moment when the Grim Reaper picked them up,

Aslanjak quickly bent down to reduce the possibility of being discovered, many guys who thought they were agile were shot down one by one because they despised the powerful crossbow of the falcon crossbowman opposite, as terrible as the army's will to fight, it was the powerful weapons in their hands, it didn't take much time to aim, they could shoot at targets within 50 meters very accurately...,

Aslanjak's gaze was fixed on a figure less than 20 meters away from him, a young man of about 25 years of age, whose body was injured and unable to move, leaning against the back of a battlement, with a weapon called an infantry crossbow in his hand, gritting his teeth and aiming at a Nord soldier who had just climbed over the city wall

Aslanjak heard the clusters of arrows passing his ears, bent down, shielded the clusters of arrows, and expertly pulled out a 5-kilogram tomahawk from his back, he waited, the falcon crossbowman he was targeting was aiming in his direction

"Crash!" With a crisp vibration, a white line shot out from the direction of the falcon soldier, Aslanyak's face turned slightly pale, and then he heard a dull sound of an arrow behind him, and then the sound of a corpse falling on the corpse, very soft, like the sound of two sacks colliding with each other, but enough to tense a person's nerves

"It's dangerous!"

Aslanjak secretly wiped a handful of sweat and scolded angrily, he knew that the other party originally wanted to shoot himself, but he shot the person behind him because of weightlessness,

The young falcon crossbowman seemed to have used up all his strength because of the arrow he had just made, and when he pulled the bowstring a second time, he coughed violently, and his whole body was like a curved shrimp, coiled in the direction of the inconspicuous battlements, and it was easy to think that he was also part of the pile of corpses

"Kill!" The short-handled battle axe in Aslanyak's hand made a strange whirlwind with blood, and the distance of 20 meters was lightning fast, and the falcon soldier who was struggling to pull the bowstring was hit head-on by Aslanyak's short-handled battle axe,

Pop, the helmet made of fine iron was completely shattered in front of the short tomahawk that attacked, the falcon soldier flew out on his back with blood on his face, and the corpse smashed heavily on the pile of corpses next to him, and it really became a part of it, the tomahawk swirled around, and Aslanyak raised his right hand to catch the tomahawk,

"Rush up! there aren't many of these guys!"

Behind him, the Nord Hurricane Tomahawks who followed him swept over the walls of Mecca like a black cloud, and the newly engaged Ninth Banner Regiment opened a large gap in the Falcon Army's defense line in Mecca with a long-built rapid offensive, as expected

There were too many Nord soldiers rushing up, and the Falcon Army on the western section of the city wall had already exhausted the daytime, and the defenders who were entrenched at the eastern end had been eliminated, and the strength of the Mecca defense line was finally at its peak in the face of the elite division that could meet the attack,

The crossbowmen who were entrenched in the western sector, after firing the last of their crossbow arrows, picked up their weapons on the ground and collided with the Nords who rushed up.

With the corpses falling in rows, the Nord Hurricane's formidable assault ability pierced the defense line of Mecca like a sharp knife

Soon, news of the breakthrough of the western flank reached the Nord army

"Hold on, brothers, reinforcements will be there soon!"

The only remaining 500 heavy infantry became the last line of resistance of the Falcon army, Mecca commander Ruandi shouted in a hoarse voice, at this moment he was already covered with wounds, and the blood on his body stained him into a bloody man, this guy is an extremely rare fierce general, although he is not an expert in defense, but he is deeply loved by the soldiers under his command, so he can rely on the 7,000 soldiers in his hand, and he can block the siege of the 60,000 Nord army on the opposite side.

According to the time, the reinforcements should have arrived in Mecca, but because of the whole day of fighting, Andy Ru had already had a headache, and many details were difficult to distinguish, until the last rays of the sunset disappeared on the horizon, and Andi suddenly realized that a whole day had passed

"My lord, I'm afraid we don't have any reinforcements!"

Adjutant Antarius limped over, and most of Mecca's walls had fallen, and the Falcon flag was still planted with only a wing fort near the east side, and in the collapsed ruins, three hundred scarred Falcon hoplites were making their last desperate resistance,...,

The night was dark, and the exhausted two sides almost unanimously chose an armistice, and white snowflakes began to fall in the dark black sky, covering the blood-congealed city walls, and the bright red blood was frozen into ice walls in the cold wind, like a transparent dark red wrapped around the city of Mecca

In the dark night, no one knew that a black cavalry was coming with a storm and snow, and the Nord army, which was celebrating the breakthrough of the fortified Mecca, did not know that the footsteps of death were getting closer and closer

"How far is it?" Hukochili looked up, his eyes shining under his dark helmet, and asked the scout who was leading the team in front of him anxiously,

Fifteen thousand falcon cavalry from the direction of Fort Jelber, all in black armor and decorated with streamers on their heads, their hurried hooves striking in the snowy night, the cold wind blowing the red tassels on the heads of the cavalrymen.

Originally, the fat man had already prepared to abandon Mecca City, and was ready to use Zhivading City as a bait to introduce the Nord army into the nearby Djerber Fort area for a decisive battle, but the battle report from Mecca City made the fat man temporarily change his previous strategy.

He didn't expect this Ruandi to be able to fight like this, according to the previous prediction, Mecca, which only had 7,000 second-line defenders, should fall at noon, and then Tyre's troops would completely move south to Dirrens, and the main force of the Central Army at Fort Gerber would also quickly lay a net on the road to Zhivadin.

However, in the afternoon, the battle report was still showing that the impregnable defenders of Mecca, 60,000 Nord strikers, were beaten to the ground by 7,000 second-rate defenders.

The fat man unexpectedly brought the structure of the city of Mecca, and a sudden discovery made him change his original plan.

"Mecca with a strong wall, it's shameless enough!" The fat man rolled up the structural diagram in his hand, and had to feel a little palpitating in his heart for the builder who built the city of Mecca, whether it was Ruandi who was defending the city wall, or the Nord army who thought that he had won the battle, he did not expect that his fate would be changed because of a fortress structure map!

As the sky grew clearer, the Nord army, which had occupied most of the city wall, began to surround the last remnants of the Falcon army, Crimson Erdo looked at the sky overhead, and prepared to order the final blow to the Falcon army, before he came to a position 200 meters away from the front of the Falcon army to defend the fortress,

In the line of sight, this area, which was originally a wing fort, had collapsed in half under the attack, and the falling gravel was artificially piled up into a barrier of about one and a half meters.

A falcon soldier was just behind this barrage, on the bare half of the tower crane of the wing fort, and the falcon crossbowmen were squatting there solemnly, although their faces were full of fatigue and haggardness, but their eyes were still sharp, and any target who stepped on the barricade would be shot into a hedgehog at the first time

"You are true warriors, surrender! you have done your best! Think of your loved ones, you died in obscurity, they will be saddened!" Crimson called out to the other side, and all he answered was silence and the howling of the wind,

"Don't waste your efforts, do you think such a warrior will choose to surrender at the last moment?" I don't know when, Noras appeared behind him, his expression solemn as if he was about to drip water, "Fight with six times as many enemies for a day and a night, these Wikibians call the real warriors, if our opponents are all such people, to be honest, I can only build yì you to withdraw!"

"What? Are you even afraid of the Nord Tomahawk?" Crimson Erdo turned his head unexpectedly, he knew himself too well for his mouthy partner,

It was rare to hear a compliment yesterday, and now it can be so highly praised, which shows that it is indeed the same as myself, frightened by the tenacity of the Falcon Army, if more than 100,000 Falcon troops are so fierce and not afraid of death, then the victory or defeat of this battle is self-evident. ...,

The corner of his mouth smiled, and he said helplessly, "The battle is fought by the general's strategy and the soldier's bravery, originally I thought that with the bravery of my Nord army, there might be a glimmer of hope for a turnaround, but now, I want to consider whether this battle needs to continue!"

In terms of strategy, Vekia Falcon is known as the number one general in the mainland, since its debut, hundreds of battles of all sizes have never been defeated, slaughtering the city and destroying the country, the soldiers have never failed, and they have successively beaten the Kujit and the Ruierdian people to lose their armor, and finally had to be incorporated into their territory, compared with such a rebellious guy, can my Nord army be able to come up with a corresponding opponent? If its command is such a strong soldier, the Nord Kingdom might as well surrender early!"

"You guy is also from the four traditional martial arts families! How can you say such a thing!" Crimson Erdo was a little angry and funny, and he couldn't wait to kick this guy who said cool things

Crimson Erdo pointed to the winged fort in the distance and said, "I am a fierce general, the soldiers are brave and fearless, this is a good time to rise up, now the Mecca city of the Falcon Dynasty is about to be broken, and then my 150,000 army of Dade will uproot the Falcon Dynasty like a storm of autumn leaves, but you say that my Dade is hopeless in this battle, if it is passed back, I know what the consequences will be!"

"Believe it or not!" Golas shrugged his shoulders with a flat expression, "I just want to say that Mecca City does not represent the elite of the Falcon Dynasty, and the garrison here is only a second-rate army, attacking 7,000 men with an army of 60,000, and fighting so wolf, we don't know what will happen in front of us!"

"Whatever it is, I'm not going to back down!"

Crimson Erdo turned around with a stern expression and said to the herald waiting beside him, "Join in, no one must retreat until the last enemy falls!"

The loud trumpet sounded, and the Nord army, which was surging like ants, began to advance towards the last fortress, and at the narrow gap, the spears of the falcon hoplites and the long-handled axes of the Roud infantry were strangled together, making a creaking metal collision sound,

At this moment, from the direction of the inner city of Mecca, a rapid rumbling sound was getting closer and closer,

"Everyone, speed up, keep going!" Hukochili drew his saber and rushed all night, finally rushing to the Mecca line before the city of Mecca completely fell, and the Falcon cavalry's spears quickly completed the preparation for the attack,

The sky has slowly brightened, the morning sun on the horizon, reflecting on the black armor of the falcon cavalry, reflecting a bewitching light, Hu Keqi raised the cold sword like a mirror, the raised hand pressed down hard, and the falcon cavalry behind him let out a deafening roar in unison, "Kill!"

"Boom" 15,000 falcon cavalry came out of the rear of Mecca with saddles and leaping horses, and the torrent of iron horsemen rushed violently towards the unsuspecting German army.

The earth trembled violently under his feet, he stood unsteadily, his horse's hooves rumbled in his ears, and the neat ranks of falcon cavalry were as heavy as a towering mountain, but they were pressing down on the enemy array with great speed.

The Nord soldiers in the front row were swept away by the huge impact force before they could even shout the first exclamation, and then fell under the iron hooves of the back row, and ・・・・・・the Nord troops on the second and third rows, row after row, were swept down by an unstoppable torrent of steel rushing up from the rear city road, as if they were as vulnerable as paper paste! A large number of soldiers fell from the towering city wall because they had no way to retreat

The horse's hooves stepped on the wide city road, which is the unique design of the city of Mecca, the city road with a wide mountain and rock structure, completely abandoning the previous style of steps, which can only allow one or two infantry to pass through the guò side by side, but a wide 4-meter slope horizontal grid, even if it is a war horse, can easily jump on

This is also where the fat man's decision was changed, if the cavalry group could storm the walls of Mecca, the Nord infantry above would only have to wait for slaughter, and this was indeed the case,

"Kill!" the roar of the falcon cavalry drowned out the screams of men and horses falling to the ground and the sonorous clashing of weapons, and in their terrifying attack, the three Nord teams on the city wall could not resist even a moment, and were overwhelmed by this torrent of black iron armor in an instant, and their destruction was only a matter of moments!