Chapter 140 The tower approaches
After the two parties finished praying, Philip immediately waved his arms. A large number of militiamen wearing cotton armor and holding spears appeared in rows beside the tower carrying ladders. In the middle of the two towers, a group of militiamen wearing armor, obviously Soldiers who were more senior than those militiamen pushed a construction vehicle out with all their strength! The siege vehicle has two sloping roofs on top like a roof. This creates a mountain-like slope on the top.
This is a structure that prevents enemies from throwing stones and allows the stones to slide down on their own. It was also wrapped with iron sheets as a precaution against fire attacks. Under the roof-like roof are handles on a row of wooden poles. It was used by the soldiers inside to push siege engines. The bottom two rows are wheels, with a hollow center. A goat's head forged from fine iron was used on the log used to hit the city gate.
Everything was ready, Philip got on his horse, waved the sword in his hand and gave the order to attack. Following the flag bearer's signal, the towers, ladders and siege engines immediately and slowly moved forward, aiming directly at the majestic city gate in the middle!
"Catapult! Where is the crossbow!" Marquis Camon, who was standing at the west gate of the city, immediately issued an attack order. More than a dozen catapults and dozens of crossbows vibrated, with roars of thunder and the sound of breaking through the air. Huge stones and crossbow arrows passed through the city wall and were thrown densely at the slowly moving siege troops. There was a loud roar, and the stones and crossbow arrows rained down on the tower, but the effect was very small. Apart from making the tower shake slightly, it had no other use. "Don't stop, keep shooting!"
Seeing that the effect was ineffective, the Marquis of Camon was not discouraged and immediately ordered all catapults and crossbows to attack again. Standing at the north gate, I saw with my own eyes the militiamen below carrying ladders with nervous expressions and running towards the city wall. The huge boulder that was thrown and rolled on the ground was rolled up and shattered together with the ladder. The unique blood of flesh and blood adds a rose petal to the garden of the battlefield. The flying crossbow arrows were stuck in the mud of the battlefield like tree stumps, and together with the nearby rocks and blood rolling down on the ground, it was like a garden of unique style.
"Ka ka ka ka..." Several waves of attacks had little effect. The Marquis of Camon and a large group of soldiers could already hear the rattling sounds of the towers that were getting bigger and bigger in their sights. At this moment, a soldier standing in the bunker next to Marquis Camon suddenly shouted to Camon and others below: "Four hundred steps!" "Okay!" Upon hearing this, Marquis Camon immediately raised his hands and shouted. . When the soldiers on the city wall saw the commander's gesture, they all retreated and allowed the archers standing behind them to step forward to the wall stacks. In the residential area behind them, a large number of archers like a sea bent their bows and aimed their arrows at the sky.
As Marquis Camon waved his hand heavily, the archers standing on the city wall immediately released their bow strings. The thunderbolt arrows, carrying the wail of death, were like strong winds, pouring on the slowly advancing siege team in the distance. "Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Immediately, the local team let out a series of screams. Because the towers and siege vehicles had bunkers, there were no casualties. However, the team carrying the ladders fell to the ground like rice in large areas under the ruthless arrows. Eyes, chest, hands and feet, forehead. The arrows that are fired have no preference for the human body. The cotton armor worn by the militiamen carrying the ladders is also a sad joke in front of these arrows. The militiamen were hit by arrows and fell to the ground screaming. The ladder they were carrying was also thrown down. What's more, before he even had time to scream, an arrow had already been inserted into his eye socket and pierced through the back of his head. He was so dead that he could no longer die.
"Forward! Don't retreat!" A man from the siege team, who was covered in armor and looked like the captain, saw some people starting to retreat and immediately drew his sword to boost morale. Knowing deeply that their king Philip would not treat their soldiers well if they retreated, they suppressed the fear of death and pushed the siege engines and towers with all their strength. He stepped over the arrow clusters on the ground and the corpses of his companions, and pushed towards the city gate in front of him.
"Shoot!" Marquis Camon ordered. The archers on the city wall were pulling out their second arrows at this moment. Knowing that the opportunity was important, he immediately let a large number of second wave of archers behind the city wall shoot upward! The archer, who was already ready to go, pointed the arrow in his hand, which was wrapped in oilcloth, at the torch in front of him. They fired at the sky in unison. Like countless fiery snakes raging out of the abyss of hell, the archers on the city wall were bending their bows and preparing arrows, but a large number of rockets surged up behind them, covering almost half of the sky, and poured down again like fiery red raindrops. !
Duh duh duh! The sound of piercing wood echoed in the soldiers' ears. The soldiers in the siege vehicle saw with their own eyes through the gap that the militiamen carrying ladders outside fell to the ground with almost no suspense under the extremely dense rockets. Then the cotton armor on their bodies was ignited by the fire of the arrows and turned into Each fire. You can even see that several militiamen were so frightened that they threw away the ladders and ran away. But when he was covered by dense rockets, his whole body immediately burst into flames! He turned into a burning man and ran around screaming, but his miserable wailing was abruptly interrupted by countless rockets that followed, and he became part of the charred corpses on the ground.
"Quick! If you don't want to die, push harder!" The captain in the siege vehicle shouted with a pale face. He had fought with King Philip, but he had rarely encountered an enemy with such power with just a rain of arrows. Perhaps it was the captain's deathly pale face that had infected the soldiers, or maybe it was the flaming arrows rolling to the soles of their feet that were constantly being kicked away, which made them feel cold. A silent feeling of fear slowly flowed through the siege team.
The rockets that filled the sky destroyed most of the ladders. Although the advancing towers and siege vehicles were protected by iron sheets, they were also nailed to a mess by the rockets. How can some ladder operators who are lucky enough not to be attacked by the rocket people have the leisure to attack the city at this moment? Immediately fled across the board. But they had just taken a few steps when the third round of arrows from the archers on the city wall had already arrived. Kill all these broken soldiers in clusters of arrows that look like bushes.
"Launch!" Marquis Camon roared again, and the loaded catapult and bed crossbow roared again. Adult-sized boulders flew out. One of them was covered with rockets on the outside, and the tower began to gradually burn through the iron sheet. Several boulders flew from the sky and hit the burning tower hard! The tower that had been burned by the flames immediately made bursts of crashing sounds under the violent impact. The soldier who noticed something strange immediately stopped his sore arms. A group of people looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes. He immediately turned around and ran away! Unfortunately, the tower then whined, began to break in the middle, and the entire tower tilted and collapsed. The burning wood even hit the fleeing soldiers, and another burst of screams echoed throughout the battlefield.
Although several waves of attacks destroyed one of the opponent's towers and the ladder, they saw that the opponent was less than 200 steps away from them. It won't take long for the opponent's towers to build up the city wall. That bastard Philip will never let go of this advantage and will definitely send elite cover siege vehicles to take advantage of the opportunity to break through the city gate. By then the outermost line of defense will naturally be breached!
The Marquis of Camon would not want to see this situation. This not only caused them to lose a lot of advantages at once, but even embarrassed themselves in front of the Grand Duke! The aide-de-camp standing next to the Marquis of Carmont is Viscount Namet. Seeing the approaching towers and siege vehicles, he glanced at the silent Marquis Carmont, and immediately reminded him worriedly: "Sir, what should we do now? The giant pointed ballista we used to deal with the towers is still in the castle. To think they deployed the tower on the first day!”
"Don't worry, my adjutant." Marquis Camon smiled slightly, looking at the approaching tower, and could even see the cheering expressions of the enemy soldiers hiding behind the tower. Not only did he smile and said to the viscount beside him: "I have already made arrangements for the towers to be inaccessible. Naturally, Philip probably guessed it. It's just that these towers are used to test me and lead to death."