Come to another world and become a lord

In Carl's opinion, the real siege battles were different from the heroic scenes in the movies. The whole process was dull and boring. The Great Khan's army set up camp several miles away from the city, surrounded the castle, and then there was no movement. Every day was sunny and peaceful, and at night you could see smoke rising from the camps in the distance. The two sides just stood there, but there was never a conflict. This made Alia worried.

"If they keep besieging the city without attacking, the food in the city will run out sooner or later. You will soon find out how wrong it was to shelter those villagers." This was the last sentence she said to Carl before returning to defend the inner city.

As time went by, Carl also felt that Alia seemed to be right. Perhaps they would never attack a city. Nomadic peoples were good at riding and shooting and liked plain battles, but they were not good at attacking cities. Even if they gathered a sufficient number of infantry, they had no siege equipment, and a forceful attack would only result in heavy losses.

It was not until the early morning of a week later that Carl was awakened by a loud noise. He was sleeping in a house close to the city wall. Something hit another house near him, directly making a big hole in the thatched roof.

Then he heard noisy shouting outside the house:

"It's a catapult, the enemy is attacking!"

When he hurried to the top of the city, the scene was already in chaos. Huge rocks flew from the air and hit the battlements and arrow towers, raising countless dust. In the dust, he saw three tall siege towers that had been pushed to the front of the city wall. The height of each siege tower was almost the same as the arrow tower on the city wall, and they were already full of archers. At the same time, four cloud ladders began to move towards the city wall. Those cloud ladders were well-made, with two-section structures, which could be adjusted at any time. They were equipped with grappling hooks on the top, and four-wheeled wooden carts were underneath, covered with wooden boards. The soldiers hid under the wooden boards, avoiding arrows while pushing the cloud ladders forward.

Carl was shocked by the scene in front of him. He had been in this world for two years and had heard about the invasion of the border by the Northerners, but he had never heard of them using siege engines to attack the city. In everyone's impression, the Northerners were not good at attacking the city, which had almost become a stereotype. What surprised him even more was not so many siege weapons, but that they were set up in just seven days. This could only mean that these devices had been made long ago, then disassembled into parts and transported to the front line, and then quickly assembled and used. This time, the southward march was no longer just plunder and invasion, but a well-prepared invasion.

"They are making siege engines. Why, why has no one reported it for so many days!" Carl even felt a little panic at this time.

"My Lord, we have been observing the other side these days, but we haven't seen anything unusual." A guard nearby explained in panic, "Someone said there was movement in the woods before. I think they secretly assembled it in the woods and then transported it up at night."

He felt dizzy when he brought it up at night. But even if he knew in advance that the other party was going to rebuild, what would be the use? Could he still stop it? With only the troops he had? At this point, there was no point in saying more. There was only one choice.

"All troops, prepare for battle!"

Along with Carl's shout, a horn was blown on the city wall. A ragtag army composed of villagers was stationed on the city wall, holding a variety of weapons in their hands. They all looked nervous and their hands were shaking constantly.

The enemy's first round of attack began, but it was not a battle to climb the city walls. Instead, it was a rain of arrows from the three siege towers. Relying on the height advantage, the arrows easily flew over the battlements and shot at the soldiers hiding in the back, causing screams and wails to be heard everywhere.

At the same time, there were stones thrown continuously by catapults. Occasionally, some of them hit the city wall directly, causing a blood mist. The people who were hit were instantly beheaded, which was a horrible sight.

When a stone hit Carl, the guard next to him even trembled and begged him in an urgent and hoarse voice:

"My Lord, this place is not safe. Please follow me to the arrow tower."

"Let the archers fight back and kill the enemies on the tower for me!"

Soon, arrows were shot out from the two circular arrow towers, and then hit the wooden piles of the siege tower. Occasionally, a few arrows shot into the tower, but a metallic clinking sound was heard, which must have been blocked by helmets or armor.

When Carl arrived at the arrow tower, he even saw several archers' hands shaking when they shot arrows. This made his brain start to buzz.

"What are you all doing? Can't you shoot more accurately?"

"Lord, Lord... I, we..." Several young guards stammered and couldn't even utter a complete sentence. What's worse, some of their crotches were already wet.

Looking at the state of the group of people in front of him, Carl felt his legs and feet go weak, and there was only one thought in his mind: It's over.

He suddenly understood why King Philip was in such a hurry to leave, and even went so far as to grant Rickburg to a serf like him. Before, he even thought that he could hold on and change his fate. But when the reality came, all the fantasies seemed so ridiculous.

Hold on? How? The enemy had 10,000 men, and we only had a few hundred men, a bunch of untrained peasants and rookies who got diarrhea as soon as they entered the battlefield.

Just when he was completely desperate, a female voice suddenly reached his ears:

"I'm telling you, why are you standing here in a daze?"

He looked up and saw that Alia had stood in front of him without him noticing, accompanied by three sisters of the Fire Rose.

"Aliya? Didn't I ask you to defend the inner city?"

“Humph, if I don’t come, it’s up to an amateur like you to defend it.” The girl’s face showed pride again, and then she put her arm around Carl’s shoulder, “You are the lord, cheer up!”

"It seems that I overestimated myself. Although I had a good idea, I was helpless when the enemy attacked the city. Or maybe I didn't expect the enemy to attack from the beginning."

"Isn't this just perfect? ​​I was afraid they wouldn't attack. Now they really dare to attack the city. That's exactly what I want!" Alia showed a proud and happy expression on her face. Then she waved her hand and said, "Sisters, teach them a lesson!"

Then Carl saw three Fire Rose soldiers had already bent their bows and drawn their arrows. With the sound of bowstrings, three arrows hit the heads of three archers directly. Then they drew their bows again quickly. At the same time, the Fire Rose soldiers on the other side of the arrow tower also started shooting arrows. Carl finally saw what it meant to shoot without missing a target. Even if those archers hid well, they would be accurately shot through by the Fire Rose sisters if they only showed half of their heads on the tower. Alia only brought 3 people this time, but soon dozens of archers on the opposite side fell to the ground and died, and the remaining people began to be timid because of fear and no longer dared to show their heads to shoot. For a while, the pressure on the top of the city was temporarily relieved.

Then the siege ladders began to move forward, and the upper ladders slowly rose up, hooking the battlements with the hooks at the top, and then the soldiers swarmed up and began to climb the ladders.

"Keep calm, don't be afraid, they are just ordinary people!" Alia shouted from the side.

Under Arya's command, the timid villagers regained their courage and began to move. They used pitchforks to stab the enemies who tried to climb the wall. Each stab was filled with anger and determination. The enemy was thrown off balance by this sudden resistance and was unable to attack the wall for a while.

At the same time, buckets of boiling water poured down from the city walls, and the hot water columns drew arcs in the air, pouring mercilessly on the enemy. Those who were unfortunately drenched rolled over in pain, screaming and wailing.

As more and more catapult stones smashed the battlements and fell to the ground, some people began to use these stones and the broken fragments of the city wall to deal with the enemy. Then, dense rain of stones fell one after another, accompanied by screams, and the people below retreated with bloody heads.

Archers on the arrow towers on both sides began to shoot deadly arrows at the attackers. The arrows fell densely like hail, and the enemy fell one after another, with heavy casualties. In the open space under the city, piles of corpses witnessed the brutality of this battle.

It was unknown how long this battle lasted. The entire siege seemed like a picture scroll of hell, bloody, cruel and tragic. Until the Great Khan called off the troops, the enemies retreated one after another, the shouts gradually faded, and only the wailing of the wounded remained. But one thing was certain, Carl had won, although only temporarily.

After counting the number of people, there were dozens of casualties on their side. Although not many, for a ragtag army of only more than 200 people, it was a loss of nearly a quarter.

The local guards of Rickburg were mostly archers hiding in the arrow tower, so they didn't suffer any losses. As for the six Blood Rose Guards, although they also participated in the hand-to-hand combat on the city wall after shooting all the arrows, they were unscathed except for being a little tired due to their excellent martial arts and solid full body armor. On the other hand, the enemy was relatively tragic. Looking at the corpses on the ground below the city, Carl estimated that there were at least a hundred, or even more.

When the Great Khan ordered a retreat, Nura on the side showed a dissatisfied look:

"Dad, why do we have to attack the city in such a thankless way? This is not what we are good at. Why not trap them here and attack the reinforcements?"

"If only Aaron comes to support us, it will be fine. But if Philip comes as well, and the two armies meet, it will be difficult to deal with."

"You mean the cowardly king? A coward who abandoned his city and fled and had the guts to come back?"

"Nura, Philip may be cowardly, but he is not stupid. He will never let us capture Rickburg. That is why we must fight quickly and end the battle before reinforcements arrive. There are only a hundred or so defenders in Rickburg now. Such a good opportunity will never come again."