Grandmaster Hunter of Age of Mythology

Faced with the church's armed forces who were starving but still attacking frantically, the soldiers knew that this war was extremely cruel and ruthless.

Those faces, haggard with hunger yet distorted with fanaticism, looked like demons from hell, making the soldiers feel cold.

Everyone was on the brink of life and death, and if they were not careful, they would be killed by the enemy. The bloody smell on the battlefield and the wailing of the wounded intertwined to form a creepy sonata.

However, they knew very well that the outcome of this battle was a matter of their own destiny - if they won, they would be able to escape from their long-standing poverty; if they lost, they would be doomed.

This expectation for the future and the fear of failure, like two tightly entangled ropes, tightened the soldiers' hearts.

Therefore, despite being physically and mentally exhausted, the soldiers' morale remained high, with a fire of determination burning in their eyes, and they vowed to hold on to the end.

In another corner of the battlefield, Sendy was like a god of war, his hair dancing wildly in the wind, his eyes flashing with determination. He used lightning rays to kill more than 20 powerful paladins one after another.

Each lightning ray was like a sword of heavenly punishment, instantly piercing through the enemy's body. However, the long and intense battle also made him overly tired.

At this moment, he had to take various recovery medicines again. The potion spread in his mouth, but it also brought a glimmer of hope.

Under the protection of a large number of infantrymen, he temporarily retreated to a safe area to rest and recuperate. His heavy footsteps, every step seemed to tell of the hardships of the battle.

On the other side, the war eagle Zhuangzhuang was concentrating on performing fire magic. Its agile figure soared in the air, and the flapping of its wings brought up a gust of wind.

Blazing flames roared out, and the scorching heat seemed to ignite the air, rushing straight towards the simple ladders built by the enemy. The fire spread instantly, and the wooden ladders burned and collapsed one after another. This magical scene caught the attackers off guard, and the originally smooth offensive was immediately frustrated, and the siege became more and more difficult.

The white-robed priest sighed to the sky: "The soldiers have tried their best. It is so frustrating to attack the city while starving. The damn pagans are the incarnation of the devil. Keep pressing on." His voice was full of helplessness and anger, and his waving arms seemed to be accusing the sky of this unfair fate.

Another group of paladins led the charge, advancing with despair and faith, disregarding life and death. Their armor gleamed coldly under the sunlight, and their firm steps seemed to show their determination to die.

At this time, a mercenary assassin was accidentally discovered, which alerted the heavy cavalry and organized to encircle and suppress the mercenary assassin. The assassin shuttled through the crowd, trying to avoid the encirclement and suppression of the heavy cavalry. They sabotaged each other and retreated, and the tense atmosphere made people breathless.

When the church armed forces found that the enemy had infiltrated and fought, they did whatever they wanted, hundreds of sharpshooters died, more than 60 priests with the army fell, and the loss was heavy. This sudden blow made their military morale begin to waver.

There is no way the heavy cavalry can catch up with the assassin who sneaks into the wheat field. The mount will be stuck in the mud as soon as it steps into the wheat field.

The golden wheat field now became a natural barrier for the assassins. The heavy cavalry could only watch the assassins disappear, waving their weapons angrily, but to no avail.

Kashin witnessed all this from Angie's perspective, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and smiled: "The city wall has been completely stabilized, the morale of the church's armed forces is low, they are already starving and have no strength left, there can be no suspense. The assassin brothers are back, and they should have made some gains..."

There was confidence and calmness in his eyes, as if everything was under control.

"Captain Kashin, will they really continue fighting at all costs?" The soldier next to him looked confused, his brows furrowed, his eyes full of worry and uncertainty.

"What can we do? Without food, we will starve to death even if we don't die in battle. We can only fight with all our might. At this moment, we don't have any other ideas..."

Kashin nodded, his expression serious and his tone firm, as if he had already seen through this cruel reality.

At this time, the assassin hid in the woods. Captain Mole came over with a frustrated look on his face and said bitterly:

"Damn it, one of our brothers failed and was discovered. He almost couldn't come back. Otherwise, he could have killed another group of people." His face was full of regret and unwillingness, and his clenched fists trembled slightly with anger.

However, Kashin smiled generously and said: "Captain Mole, don't be upset. Your brothers do not affect the overall situation. There is no need to blame your own brothers. Sit down and eat some food." He patted Captain Mole's shoulder gently to comfort him.

Captain Mole found a place to sit down. He really needed to eat some food to replenish his energy. He swallowed the food in big gulps and said:

"Captain Kashin, they are really getting worse and worse, why don't you take action?"

Kashin laughed out loud, his voice bright and clear: "At present, even if the enemy does not fight back and let us kill them, we can be exhausted to death, so we are not related to the overall situation. Now that they have defenses in the rear, it will be even more difficult to succeed." His eyes flashed with wisdom, and his judgment of the situation was clear and accurate.

Time passed quietly in the fierce battle, and before we knew it, it was already noon. After several hours of thrilling, life-threatening fighting, the entire battlefield was a tragic scene.

The enemy's city walls were littered with corpses, blood had dyed large areas of the bricks red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Those soldiers who had managed to survive several hours of fierce fighting finally got a chance to catch their breath and were replaced on the city wall to rest.

In stark contrast, the church's armed forces suffered heavy losses. They had come with great momentum, but now they were beaten back step by step, and their morale was extremely low. Looking around, almost all the ladders used to climb the siege had been destroyed, making it even more difficult for them to launch another strong attack.

However, at this time, the city was busy and orderly. Many rolling logs and huge stone balls used by catapults were continuously transported up. The transportation of these materials depended entirely on the brave and hardworking civilians in the city who worked tirelessly to go back and forth.

In order to encourage everyone to actively participate in logistics support work, every time a cargo is successfully transported, everyone will receive a shining silver coin as a reward on the spot.

Such generous treatment made all the laborers smile and work hard, thinking that it would be great to make a small profit from this opportunity.

The air was filled with smoke, and this time even half of the knights and servants of the royal guard were killed. The situation was finally stabilized.

The Church Armed Forces, hunger was weakening their will, they were in despair and were sitting down to rest, they really didn't have the strength to fight any more, they were too weak to run.