Mount and Blade: Summon five outlaws at the start

"Click..."

A series of crisp sounds rang out, and various other siege vehicles also arrived at the edge of the city wall one after another.

The claw hook on a ladder truck was lowered and hooked tightly on the edge of the city wall.

Then, a group of hideous and crazy tribal warriors filed out of the car, surging up the inclined ladder like a tide, and kept shouting and killing.

"Crack..."

Accompanied by this tooth-grinding sound, several wooden wall cars built of solid wooden boards slowly stopped only a few dozen steps away from the city wall.

On these wooden wall cars, a group of Kuyer people with stern faces stood. They held bows and arrows, stood behind the breastwork, quickly pulled the bowstrings, aimed at the defenders on the city wall, and fired without hesitation.

In an instant, arrows as dense as locusts poured down like raindrops, severely suppressing the defensive forces on the top of the city.

Today's battle was extremely fierce from the beginning, as if the Kuyel people had made up their minds to take down the fortress.

The Kuyel people who attacked the city were fearless. They braved the hammers and arrows falling on their heads and launched a fierce attack on the city wall. This crazy offensive posture brought great psychological pressure to the defenders.

You know, although momentum is invisible and intangible, when people are really in it, they can deeply feel its unparalleled deterrence.

At this moment, the Kuyel people's shouts and killings were deafening and resounded through the sky. Their momentum of facing death made the soldiers defending the city feel a little timid.

"Woo wow!"

With a roar, the first batch of Kuyel warriors holding round shields and scimitars successfully rushed to the top of the city.

They were agile and fierce, and the moment they jumped to the top of the city, they pounced on the defenders ferociously.

At the gate under the city wall, the warriors of the Kuyel tribe shouted slogans, pushed the heavy battering ram, and hit the gate fiercely again and again.

Every collision would raise dust all over the sky, which would fall down one after another, and soon the faces of these tribal warriors would be stained with gray.

The soldiers guarding the city gate gritted their teeth, their veins on their foreheads bulged, and their sweat soaked the lining, but they still used their shoulders to hold the gate tightly to prevent the enemy from breaking through.

For a while, the two sides launched a wrestling contest, neither of them gave in, and no one was willing to give up easily.

On the city wall, the battle was equally tragic. The defenders and tribal warriors held various weapons and waved them wildly, fighting back and forth.

Between the interlaced swords and shadows, people screamed and fell from time to time, and the blood dyed the bricks and stones under their feet red.

The battle had only started for a few minutes when the lord of Milda Castle hurried over with his family's private soldiers and quickly joined the battle.

Today's Kuyel people seemed to be crazy, with an extremely fierce offensive momentum, and they didn't care about their own casualties at all.

After one wave of attacks was repelled, the next wave would rush up again without hesitation.

Facing such a fearless enemy, the thousand or so soldiers defending the city gradually felt overwhelmed.

Seeing that the defense line was about to collapse, the lord in the castle was anxious and immediately ordered the old, weak, women and children who had been summoned to the city wall to help defend.

As for why there were no young and strong people in the city, the reason was actually obvious.

In the past month-long battle, those strong and strong young and strong people had already been consumed in the flames of war.

They either died under the swords of the Kuyel people or were seriously injured and could not fight again.

At this moment, with the old, weak, women and children climbing up the city wall with terrified faces, the pressure on the defenders who had been struggling to hold on was instantly reduced, and they got a moment of respite.

But even so, the situation was still not optimistic. Facing the ferocious Kuyel people like hungry wolves, how long could these old, weak, women and children who were temporarily recruited resist?

They were just a group of ordinary people with no combat experience. After barely resisting the first round of crazy attacks by the Kuyel people, these poor people fell down in groups like rice ears blown down by the autumn wind.

Then, when the second wave of Kuyel attacks came again, the old, weak, women and children who had just experienced the test of life and death had already been scared to death, and their legs were shaking like sieves.

Fear completely occupied their hearts, and they dropped their weapons, scattered, and fled from the city wall in a mess.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the lord of the castle led his family's private soldiers to stop the Kuyel people. After a bloody battle, they finally managed to temporarily repel the Kuyel people's offensive.

However, the lord of the castle was worried.What was worrying was that when the fierce battle broke out at the main gate of Milda Castle, the other three walls were not spared.

Long ladders were placed on the walls, and countless Kuyers, holding weapons and roaring, rushed towards the walls.

On the walls, all you could see were red, angry faces roaring loudly.

Soldiers on both sides shouted at the top of their lungs, as if they wanted to vent all the anger and fear in their hearts through the roar.

A defender had red eyes and a dagger in his hand. He thrust forward fiercely, and the sharp tip of the sword pierced straight into the chest of the enemy who was rushing towards him.

However, before he had time to catch his breath, the Kuyers who came from all directions instantly threw him to the ground.

The defenders were instantly terrified and struggled desperately to stand up.

But at this moment, several Kuyel people quickly pressed on him, making him unable to move.

Then, another Kuyel person lifted his armor with a gloomy look, revealing his vulnerable ribs, and then raised his knife, and with a flash of cold light, the blade pierced the defender's ribs at a tricky angle.

In an instant, a sharp pain spread throughout the defender's body, and he couldn't help but let out a shrill wail.

But after just a short while, the wail stopped abruptly, and it turned out that he had lost his life and collapsed to the ground.

At the other end of the city wall, a burly Kuyel tribe warrior had his eyes wide open, and his left hand tightly grasped the short spear that was deeply pierced into his abdomen, preventing the defender in front of him from pulling it back.

Although the severe pain almost made him faint, he still gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain. While the defenders were pulling the short spears, he suddenly raised the iron bone flower in his hand and smashed it hard on the opponent's forehead.

With a muffled "bang", the defender holding the short spear stiffened his whole body and fell straight back.

Facing the endless offensive of the Kuyel people, the defenders gradually found it difficult to resist...