Chapter 137: On the verge of breaking out
At this moment, more than a hundred miles away from the fortress, the coalition forces of the two countries covered the horizon like dark clouds. The main colors are Ai Xinzhe's blue clothes and Malta's black and gray clothes, showing an alternative murderous plain. The 50,000-strong army was almost a full blow from Malta and Ai Xinzhe. The newly seized power of Aixinzhe King Lex and Apan Lagang naturally hopes to completely eliminate this enemy country that has been fighting for hundreds of years.
King Philip of Malta, Longbit naturally wants to get a share of the pie, and then use it as a springboard to peek into these three countries and expand his territory. Therefore, both sides took advantage of this opportunity to use all their strength to break through the Green Fortress, which had not fallen for hundreds of years, thereby opening the door to the Principality of Kasmi and plundering and occupying everything they needed.
And Philip, who was wearing gorgeous armor and carrying the king's laurel crown, was riding the armored horse, and said with a smile to Lex, who was also dressed with purple hair next to him: "We can reach Green Fortress within today. My good friends, although they have 20,000 people, with my years of experience in sieges and the lords under my command, they can trample this self-righteous fortress in less than two months."
Lex turned his head slightly and pushed away the purple hair exposed on the edge of the helmet. Looking at Philip with a wrinkled face and a little silver in his hair, he reminded calmly: "King Lombit, I hope you can understand , your forward army has been completely wiped out. The advantage of the surprise attack has long been gone. They are running around and working hard to attack them and defend with all their strength... Haha, I hope Enos can bless us by then."
Philip showed a very subtle look of disdain, but he immediately laughed boldly and said: "My dear friend, which of the fortresses I conquered is said to never fall? What's the result? It's not even connected to the central fortress. Completely destroyed? The Green Fortress will be as fragile as parchment and torn in front of my army. Of course, even the Shield Fortress will be the same."
Hearing these words of provocation and demonstration, Lex just smiled and could not deny it. The Shield Fortress is the most powerful and expensive fortress in Ai Xinzhe. Lex naturally ignored such a useless provocation and immediately asked: "In two months, winter will come. By then we will be in an extremely disadvantageous situation. And my people in the Holy See have heard that, The Holy See took a rare proactive stance on this matter. It sent the Knights Hospitaller to mediate. When the time comes, will your army dare to challenge the three major knights?"
Obviously, both kings knew full well about the Holy See's involvement in the war. But Philip was indifferent, and even said a little complacently: "Don't worry, the Hospitallers can't come so fast. You know, it's not just you, I also have people in the Holy See. At least before the end of winter, they can't show up. This plain is about to be stained with blood. When they come and see the completely destroyed Green Fortress, I believe their attitude will change. After all, an almost semi-defeated principality has little value to the Holy See." "But the Engelland Empire, the principality's overlord, has also sent reinforcements. This..." "Hmph!"
Phillip interrupted Lex's words and whispered in a desperate tone: "England? It is no longer what it used to be. After fighting the Mulam people in the desert for so long, we still have to deal with the barbaric intrusion from the north. How can he have the time to understand the internal fighting in his own family? At most, it is just a show, sending 5,000 people to maintain the dignity of his empire." Hearing this, Lex stopped talking.
Because both he and Philip knew very well that it was impossible for the Engelland Empire to send only five thousand people. Facing Engelland's invincible army, if they still fail to capture the Principality of Kasmi after they arrive, they will be the ones who are hit. Phillip's words were just to save face.
Philip, on the other hand, secretly thought that if he couldn't win, he could simply surrender and go home. He doesn't care whether Ai Xinzhe lives or lives. And Donald and Javier, who were lucky enough not to die, came back safe and sound. He was trying to find another reason to get rid of this eyesore. Naturally, he could not know that Donald Javier was dead, and that what was in his body was just Paladin in Donald's skin. At this time, he was riding quietly on his horse, silently observing the army he was about to face.
The words are divided into two parts. On the other hand, the fortress is currently heavily guarded. A large number of spear sergeants and swordsmen wearing strong armor went up to the city wall. There are also large bags of stones and kerosene ready at the feet. Catapults and crossbows were also set up on various towers and bunkers, and the archers quickly divided into three waves. , the first wave came to both sides of the outermost city wall and the city gate. The second wave also carried the quiver to the hidden hole in the city wall and clamped the arrow in the hole.
The third wave was the largest in number. They occupied the streets and rooftops near the city wall, forming a circle inside the city wall, always ready to shoot upwards. As for the knights, they have no place in siege warfare. They had to condescend to their beloved horses, and came to the castle with shields and swords to defend all the nobles. Only a small number of knights served as commanders of their regions together with some nobles due to combat orders. After all, without a commander, it won't take long for the morale of these soldiers to collapse on their own.
Because his men were all mercenaries, Earl Torch, who was temporarily responsible for managing supplies, led his manpower and drove a carriage to transport the north and west gates of the fortress. Because this is the place where the attacks are the most violent, medical supplies and food, water and arrows. All delivered on time. It just so happens that winter is approaching, and the weather is a bit cold in autumn. Soldiers wearing armor will not have to endure hot or cold armor to fight because it is too hot or too cold. This is the best weather. Of course, all this will disappear when winter comes.
Paladin, holding a backpack, and a large group of priests made many beds in the empty rooms. People will die in fighting, but there will also be more injured. Now is the time for them, the military chaplains, to realize their true worth. Although, this value is not what they aspire to have. The clone Alfred wears full body plate armor. Holding the hilt of the sword at his waist, he patrolled the squadron he was responsible for.
Perhaps it was because the clone suddenly disappeared last night and left without saying goodbye. Olina, who had just tasted the joy of men and women for the first time, was naturally very angry. As soon as the news of today's war came, Olina, who suspected that her clone was out to steal because of her low self-esteem, made her clone become one of the few officer knights who served as commanders. The clone will naturally not care about this. Alfred's memory of women's moodiness was well understood. But what he really cared about was the gloating smile on Bob's face after he was given this order.
"That boy, if he had been smarter, I would have paid him back. How dare you go against me? You really don't know how to live or die." The clone looked at the endless plain in front of him. He showed a sarcastic smile. Bob must have told Olina something wrong. That's why Olina was so angry that she let her beloved partner die. However, the clone knows very well that it has the power of 500 elements, and it will be fine even if it is shot through by dozens of bows and arrows. When this war is over, Bob, who does not know how to advance or retreat, will definitely regret his foolish behavior.
Suddenly, there was a shaking sound in the clone's ears. The soldiers on the watchtower were ringing the bell nervously and shouting: "Enemy! Enemy!" On the horizon in front of them, dark soldiers carrying countless flags slowly came from the other side of the horizon. spread out. The clone looked at the nervous expression on the soldier's face and turned pale, and couldn't help but murmured softly: "Belaire was partying on the battlefield, and Enos was dancing beside him. This is a real meat grinder."
PS: Regarding the bounty for book reviews, I studied it for an hour yesterday, and after being blown away by Du Niang, I finally figured out how to give points. . . .