Chapter 951
With panic-stricken footsteps and screams, rapid horns and alarm bells, explosions and rumbling sounds in the trembling sky, the second Eboden offensive and defensive battle began.
This time, the Azores elven fleet almost came out; after several attempts to crash the coastline and various methods failed to destroy the coastal chains, twenty battleships once again set up launchers at the same time , Golden Red's "shooting stars" rose side by side, and rained a fire of death on the city wall of Eboden.
But this time the goal is not the city wall, nor the ring fortress—but the Defensive Array in front of the ring fortress built with temporary fortifications.
In the words of a certain mercenary leader, this gang of long ears finally stopped being stupid, knowing that they had to find the way before they were sent to death.
Without the shelter of a cold ice shield, the entire beachfront of the Eboden coast was ravaged by the projectile weapons of the Elf Fleet-not only the launcher with magical power, but also a large number of them used in field battles. And the heavy ballista siege of the city, the iron-headed crossbow bolts bound with the fire oil cans...the anger left by the elves from the last defeat was poured out to their heart's content.
Under this baptism like howling wind and torrential rain, the entire beach has become a hell that no living person can live in. The splashing sand set off each other, heat waves and smoke swept every corner, and even the city wall was completely blocked.
Earth walls, trenches, passages, traps, refusal of horses... everything is scattered ashes and dispersed smoke under the rain of death, turning into rubble and dirt pits like sand and dust; only The remaining broken walls were also submerged under the sand, leaving nothing but a more rugged and complex battlefield.
Beneath the city wall of Eboden, only a piece of white land remains.
However, there were no casualties on one side of the Eboden defenders-in fact, last night, all the city defense troops stationed in the position had all withdrawn into the fort, and nothing was left to the elves except a pile of rubbish and fortifications. Men, even the kerosene in the trench dries up.
After some sweeping, the raging fire continued from early morning until noon; until the fire faded slightly, the elven fleet blew the offensive horn again, and the swarm of small boats from Gushing from the battleship, rushed through the chains towards the port of Eboden.
This time, nothing can stop them from rushing to the fortress and city wall!
This time, the Azores’ army is even stronger and crazier than last time.
Only the landing army that can be seen has more than 40,000 troops, lined up along the coastline, towards the city of Eboden-this time they are no longer Dandan attacking the ring fortress or Some fortress stronghold, but to fully attack.
The power is like a thunder!
Under the midday sun, against the projections from the city wall and the direction of the fortress, shards of elven warriors in small boats landed on the coast, jumped into the cold water, and walked in the mud. On the battlefield, carrying an Azores long sword to advance towards the city wall.
Because it is a port landing operation, no matter how disciplined the army is, it can only move forward in a scattered array. On the other hand, if a square array is formed under the enemy’s city wall, it can only be a living target.
But because of this, the enemy's military looks far stronger than it should be!
Complexion pale mercenaries, the tense-looking city defense forces, led by Byrne Knight who raised the black-bottomed Golden Lion flag, half squatted behind the wall and blocked the crenellation with a shield.
In order to prevent the unreliable mercenaries and the obvious morale of the city defense forces, the enemy would collapse on the first round of the charge. Loren could only dismantle the two thousand byrnes he brought into countless Knights. A squad is installed on every fortress and important city wall node.
On the one hand, you can rely on the Knights to inspire the fighting spirit of the soldiers, so that they can see the banner of the Duke of Bayne anytime and anywhere; on the other hand, they are also the supervising team to ensure that even if the defenders are defeated, they must be organized. The rout.
Looking at the Byrne Knight standing proudly holding the battle flag beside him, the blood of the silver clenched his teeth-he was very sure that once he was no longer "reliable", these truly "reliable" Knights For the sake of his duke, he would cut himself off and take control of the mercenary group.
"Silver Blood——, ready to meet the enemy!"
Even though knowing that the Lord Duke doesn’t trust his mercenaries at all, Silver Blood drew out his sword. Orders to stick to his subordinates...If the enemy rushes to the front, if he does not fight to the death, it is not a question of trust, but a question of whether he can live.
The mercenaries hiding behind the shield wall, despite their complexion pale, still took out their portable weapons-guns, machetes, hatchets, chain hammers, the expensive Byrne Knight sword and even Azores long knife...The standard is not guaranteed, but it is absolutely practical.
Only the most stupid mercenary would think it would be a wise move to "reverse the water"; in most cases, he would only face the anger of friendly forces while exposing his back to the enemy. , Was first killed by both parties!
"Stone cannon, let go!"
Another command, an uneven sounded on the city wall, the sound of the wheel shafts turning, and all the ballistas sent the stone ammunition at the same time. He and the kerosene tank shot out, pouring down at the elven army on the beach.
"Boom————————!!!"
In the deafening sound, golden red sparks bloomed on the beach, and many landing boats were too late to rely on The shore was ignited or smashed into pieces, leaving a pool of scarlet on the sea.
As the army from the rear gradually landed, the entire port of Eboden and the coast have been covered with armies of the Azores, like the sea at high tide.
Two hundred steps, all the ballistas and the projectile weapons on the city wall all began to tilt their firepower, and the direct shot at close range almost swept the pioneer army of the Azores;
Fifty steps, the crossbowmen and archer walked to the shield wall, gathered on the tower, and swept the advancing Azorean warriors with uniform rockets and random arrows; superb Their martial arts and flexible posture made them avoid a lot of arrows, but there were still fragments of arrows in the elves, falling on the way of charging.
The warriors of the Azores, who swept like rainstorm baptism, not only did not show signs of decline, but were aroused infinite fighting spirit, even regardless of their formation, rushing to the city wall.
The last landing battle has made them understand that the more fierce the firepower of the Eboden garrison and the stronger the resistance, the more it shows that this group of enemies has each one, all cowards and impossible to withstand a A single blow coward, rushing to the city wall, he will win!
In their eyes, the current Eboden City has become a frightened cat. The baring fangs and brandishing claws desperately show the appearance of "I am fierce"; in fact, they have been scared to hide in the corner , I dare not even move.
"peng!"
With a muffled noise, the first siege ladder slammed into the shield wall and got stuck between the wall stacks of the city wall.
"Shield wall, push it down!" Byrne Knight, who held the battle flag high, roared, and swung his sword to stop several crossbowmen who obviously wanted to escape.
Complexion pale mercenaries lined up again to plug the gap; some picked up the fire oil cans and wanted to light the ladder.
But it was too late...Almost at the same time, the Azores warrior biting the knife had climbed up the city wall, leaping from the wall like a violent wind, and fell into the center of the dense square.
As soon as the long knife was swung, the wizard warrior that swung the knife into the array was pierced by more than a dozen long spears at the same time, but a large gap appeared on the city wall.
"For Your Highness Rodria, kill!"
The roaring elf warrior fell to the ground with blood gushing.
"Kill——!!!"
Through the opened gap, the elven warriors in the back row rushed to the city wall one after another, and the mercenaries panicked Engage in battle.
Not just one place, from the ring fortress to the city wall close to the inside, almost all the defensive strongholds are in a state of engagement; like a grand drama, the climax of the repertoire is played.
The Azores almost took out a full-line offensive with the momentum of "winning the city in a war", squandering their unmatched army without hesitation; the city wall was originally "reluctantly Enough defenders immediately fell into a stretched situation!
Relying on the city wall and various defensive fortifications, Eboden’s defenders can barely maintain the last reliance of "local number advantage"; the battleship is blocked by chains, and it is impossible to use large-scale siege weapons. Put into battle; under the premise that there are only ladders and hooks, the force that can be put into battle at a time is extremely limited.
But fortunately this is the case. The Eboden garrison who was courage entirely to break and lose one's head out of fear was not scared by the elves that rushed onto the city wall and was immediately defeated. They can still fight the enemy." "Feng Sheng Shui Qi", "Visible and colorful".
As for how long this state can last, there is really only heaven knows.
The roaring and wailing, caught in the howling of arrows and the clash of sharp blades, facing the Azorean elves’ offensive momentum of life and death, the defenders of Eboden on the city wall can only Barely maintaining the front line will not collapse, and can no longer push the enemy down.
Up and down the city wall, as the elven army gradually attacked the city wall, the effect of the defender’s projected weapons is gradually reduced-there are constant elven warriors using hooks and even climbing up the tower with bare hands. Raid the defenders’ projected weapons positions.
Although almost all armies that use ballistas and catapults are auxiliary troops in Eboden City; the fighting spirit to stay home cannot make up the gap between the strengths of the two sides; often before the reinforcements arrive, the top of the tower is His auxiliary soldiers have been slaughtered, leaving only the corpses everywhere.
Of course, in more cases, the elves have not waited for the elves to climb up before they have been detected by the defenders; Complete a free fall at a height of a few meters.
Both the offensive and the defensive side are already strained to the limit; at this time, when either side adds another weight to the balance of war, the situation will immediately overturn and fall to the favorable side.
But no matter which side seems to be aware of this; it is still continuing to play the "drama" in front of us-if the defending army still has the wizard and the Byrne Knights in the battle, In the camp of the elven army, there is not even a silhouette of the "four courts" warriors.
"Boom——————!!!"
The dull rumbling sound came from a distance, like thunder in the sky;
Silver Blood, who commanded the mercenary fight, raised his head subconsciously, put down the saber in his hand in astonishment, and turned his gaze to the direction of the sound.
What surprised him was not the explosion, but the location—the sound came from the castle on the other side of the Jewel River.
Finally...is it going to start?
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"...Finally took the bait."
Looking at the smoke rising from the castle , Black hair wizard relieved, a relaxed smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
When he saw the enemy attacking across the board, he was really worried that the Azores were planning to use forceful attacks to seize the city-although that way he could defend himself, the casualties would definitely be unbearable. Point.
Especially on the enemy’s side, there are a large number of "four courts" warriors-on a flat battlefield, these people may not have much effect, but in a narrow environment in a siege. , Almost no army can stop them!
Fortunately, I won the bet... The frontal battlefield is just a feint, and the enemy is also unwilling to sacrifice too much force in the siege. Seize the city.
It is conceivable that the enemy's army that is engaged in the battle of the castle is absolutely elite. The "four courts" warrior may be dispatched in full force, and even use long-range firepower to completely destroy the castle.
Fighting, he is moving forward steadily according to the route and plot he has set up.
At least for now...
"Lu Sien."
The black hair wizard looked back slowly and looked towards the gray pupil behind him: "Prepare Are you okay?"
"Of course!" Lu Sien raised the corners of his mouth, and a pair of fierce eyes appeared under the tips of the ink blue hair: "One hundred and thirty-six hunters under the wings of the sky. Fiend, waiting for your order, you can go into battle at any time!"
Loren raised his gaze and looked towards Lucien. There were a hundred and thirty-six pairs of eyes that were indistinguishable from him.
These Fiend hunters are the elite brought by Loren from the Scarlet Blood Castle. Many guys are veterans who have experienced the Centaur War. The most experienced have even had the experience of hunting ogre and ice werewolves alone.
According to Mentor Dalton Kander’s evaluation, compared to close combat, Fiend hunting is still slightly inferior to the "four courts" warrior-this is not training to make up for, but talent Decide.
The slender and flexible bodies of the elves are destined to do more movements that humans cannot do, and they are faster, more flexible in response, and stronger in endurance.
Loren is also personally aware of this point-even he himself can only learn a little bit of fur about the fighting skills of the ancient wood forest elf war dancers; replacing it with a significantly higher level of civilization. The difference will be even more obvious for the Sauer Elves.
It will be their first battle with the enemy's Peak elite, and heavy casualties are almost doomed.
One hundred and thirty-six people, half of them can leave Eboden alive, which is thankful enough.
But there is no way...If they don't get on, they will be replaced by Eboden's defenders and mercenaries.
War is impossible and everything goes as you wish; the black hair wizard slowly turned around, staring sharply at the distant castle with firelight:
"Let's go!"