Chapter 141: Stalemate

As soon as Marquis Camon finished speaking, the three towers coming side by side in front of him suddenly made bursts of cracking sounds. Something magical happened! The ground where the tower was advancing suddenly sank with a rumble, revealing a long and deep ravine! The three towers suddenly lost their support, and the soldiers pushing behind them couldn't see what was going on in front of them, so the towers suddenly leaned forward feebly, and fell onto the ravine with a bang under the dull eyes of the soldiers! The team pushing the siege truck also stopped immediately after discovering this.

"Fire the arrow!" Carmon waved his arm again, and the archers standing beside the city wall were already waiting impatiently. After hearing the commander's order, the arrows in his hands immediately started to scream with death, and swarmed into these soldiers who were suddenly defenseless. Suddenly, there was another scream, and the body was lying in a pile of arrows as lush as grass. "Oh oh oh! Victory! Long live Casmi! Long live the Marquis of Camon!"

Seeing this wave of attacks, they turned invisible in an instant. The inspired soldiers immediately jumped up excitedly, waving their weapons and looking at Carmon on the tower, letting out bursts of admiration. Listening to the tidal wave of cheers, the Viscount beside him was not dazzled by the joy. Instead, he looked at the still calm Marquis de Camon with a puzzled look and asked: "When was the trench dug?" "Many days. It has been dug before."

Marquis Camon quietly looked at the retreating army in the distance and whispered softly. Standing silently among the cheers and excitement, he looked very wise and special. Seeing that the viscount still looked puzzled, he explained: "Three feet of thick soil, knights, troops, and even carriages will not cause this ravine to collapse. Of course, for a target as heavy as a tower, three feet of soil will not collapse in an instant." It was crushed.”

The viscount nodded understandingly. But underneath Carmon's calm expression, there was deep uneasiness. War is about equality of status. Although he is now taking command in the name of the Grand Duke, the enemy's commander is the king of two kingdoms, while he is just a marquis. Although the disparity in status is not a big deal now, as time goes by, rumors will spread whether intentional or not. At that time, Grand Duke Victoria would be pushed up the city wall and personally direct the war.

But he understood, and so did the Grand Duke himself. Although Victoria was good at politics and management, he was an idiot in war and military affairs. This is also the reason why he asked Carmon to take over the command as soon as the war started. Carmon believed that Philip across the street must know about this, so he was waiting or had already taken action. If the Grand Duke himself was promoted to the position of coach by rumors and prestige, the war was changing rapidly at that time, and it was impossible for Carmon himself to be able to make suggestions all the time. The original advantage of defending the city will be wiped out by Philip. Once the morale of the army is shaken, it will be his time to attack in an all-out way.

At this moment, Philip, who was leading the army back, had a joking smile on his face and murmured: "The trench... Although it was expected, I didn't expect that the soil he filled in was so thick. What an adventurous Marquis. ...But when the time comes and the spies sneak into the fortress, it will be me who attacks, Carmon."

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For more than ten consecutive days, the two parties were in a strange offensive and defensive process. Although the Kasmi Principality also suffered casualties, they were no greater than those suffered by the two coalition forces. The two sides continued to suffer low casualties for nearly half a month. Later, because of the rumors spread by the spies sent by Philip, in order to avoid the morale of the army being weakened and his authority being questioned, the Grand Duke Victoria had no choice but to come out of the warm castle, put on a suit of armor, and went to the city gate to direct the war.

In order to avoid suspicion, the Marquis of Carmont had no choice but to step aside and let his adjutant use the Viscount Madre as the Grand Duke's staff to arrange plans. From that day on, Philip's offense suddenly changed. It was originally an investment in siege weapons and a small number of casualties. But after that day, groups of thousands of soldiers carrying ladders used the human sea tactic to storm the city gate!

The Grand Duke who suddenly encountered such a scene was naturally in a state of chaos. Let alone commanding the battle, even his own safety was threatened. On several occasions, the enemy's ladders were set up on the city walls, and they stepped on them to engage in hand-to-hand combat! Although these consecutive days of high-intensity fighting cost the coalition forces 10,000 people. However, the Principality of Kasmi, which had only 20,000 defenders, also lost 4,000 troops! Nearly a quarter is missing! This is tantamount to an extremely dangerous situation for the Kasmi Principality, which has a numerical disadvantage.

This strange consumption, as well as the rumors spread by spies in the city, made the fortress that had been holding firm for more than ten days begin to feel a little unstable. Although the Grand Duke sent a large number of security teams to maintain order and arrest those who spread rumors, the streets were filled with soldiers staring at civilians, which made people feel nervous. This tension was also conveyed to Paladin, who spent the whole day besides treating the wounded and listening to the soldiers' prayers and confessions.

Paladin was very nervous. He just walked out of the church and went straight to the tavern where he was resting. Vaguely, he seemed to feel that this majestic fortress would soon be breached by Malta and Ai Xinzhe's army! Paladin knew very well that once the enemy captured the fortress, these brave soldiers would turn into demons releasing the ugly desires in their hearts. All kinds of atrocities will be carried out in the fortress. Of course, Paladin is not worried about the safety of those soldiers and civilians. What he cares about is himself, and only himself.

Once the fortress is captured in the near future, although the priest has the power of war pardon, what if that short-sighted person doesn't like him and stabs him secretly? Or being shot by a volley of thousands of arrows is a potential danger. In a trance, Paladin suddenly realized a cruel fact. The status, power and wealth he was striving to pursue, but once he encountered such an irresistible force of tens of thousands of troops, he seemed so helpless and fragile! Because these things, in front of the shining sword, can play such a negligible role! There has never been a moment when Paladin was so thirsty for power. Not for wealth and status, but for pure power, a power that can protect him and not be afraid of other threats!

With many thoughts rolling through his mind, Paladin walked quickly on the heavily guarded street wearing a divine robe. He needs strength, needs strength to protect himself! So the Stone of Truth, which has been stranded for a long time and almost abandoned in the corner of the soul, must be put on the agenda as soon as possible! Suddenly at this moment! Just when Paladin decided to gain power! The place around him is different from others. In a shop that is still open to receive customers in the war-torn era, Kalechi, who is wearing full body armor, is hugging a scantily clad woman with rouge and powder on his left and right, with a drunken face and a red face, laughing. Come out inside!

This is a necessary place for war, a place of entertainment for soldiers who are stressed out by the threat of death. Naturally, some businessmen who were desperate for gold coins came here with these girls, hoping to extract considerable profits from these soldiers. Obviously, Kalec, the newly appointed Jazz, has also become a member of the team who needs to vent his pressure. Paladin frowned slightly, and was about to step forward to scold this useless thing, when suddenly Tony, who was following Kalechi and hugging him on the left and wearing a god's robe, also walked out drunk!

For a moment, what flashed in Paladin's eyes was long-lost anger!