Realm of Power

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The intensive sound of trebuchet winches made the entire Tilburg wall resemble a noisy open-air workshop, with thousands of people crowded together, and hundreds of trebuchets making violent creaking sounds due to the pulling. The sound of rolling stone bullets made the entire city wall tremble slightly. This time the Tyrians assembled more than 300 trebuchets, half of which were set up at the head of the city and catapults on both sides.

Dense rockfalls fell from Tilburg. The advancing Samor army encountered considerable obstacles. Because the base of Tilburg is a slope and hilly road, the stones thrown down from it are much further than ordinary trebuchets. This caused the Samor army to suffer some unprepared losses.

A forward squadron of 200 heavily armored siege soldiers was hit by raindrops of stones. Their bodies and faces were bloody, their shields were deformed by the smashing, and they were twisted into a ball. The wooden base of the tall truck made a creaking sound in the rain of falling stones. The trucks were like dandelions flying in the rain.

"Papa". An abnormally large stone hit the two main supports of a building truck with a whistling sound, and debris mixed with sawdust flew everywhere. It fell from a high place like raindrops, and the soldiers below raised their shields to block it. After several consecutive impacts, the thick main bracket made a dull cracking sound. The truck crashed down like a giant. The military formation caused chaos

"Order the infantry to stop advancing." The fat man's face was cold. It was common for people to die in battles. I didn't expect that the Tire people's will to resist was so strong. After two hours of shelling, they could organize such a large-scale counterattack. It seemed that the coalition forces were ruthless when driving away the refugees. The harsh tactics made the refugees hate the coalition forces. He even hated the Samor Army.

This time, because of the rush of time, we only brought a dozen trucks with us to carry out such intensive stone throwing. Not to mention attacking the city, I'm afraid we can't even get close to the city wall; but there is no room for relaxation in this battle. Since the refugees no longer have a good impression of the Samor army, it is better to let go and fight.

"Order the Thunder God Flag Regiment to prepare! I don't believe it. The Thunder God can't blow open the walls of Fort Til!" The fat man turned around with a cold face. He ordered the messenger behind him.

White steam was still rising from the barrel of the heavy Thor behind him. The gunners were busy cleaning the remaining gunpowder at the bottom of the barrel. This time, Fatty himself stood beside the Thor himself. The dead Samor soldiers were like a whip, lashing Fatty's anger. . If you don't surrender, then I'll let you die together.

The 130-men Xi Lei Shen who was originally placed at the back to hold down the formation was pushed to the forward military formation, which was still a few meters away from Tilburg. The auxiliary siege radial troops quickly dug a blocking pit at the support position behind the Lei Shen.

This is the basic operation before firing the Thor Cannon. Without a solid isolation belt at the back, Thor's huge recoil might cause Thor to jump up from its tail. Most of the previous explosions were due to this reason.

The artillery shells were unloaded from the carriage, and a hill was built next to the Thunder God. The cannonballers' torches made a squeaking sound. The entire military formation was silent, and only the whistling of the wind could be heard.

"Target 13 degrees southeast, right wall of Tilburg". The legion herald waved the legion's command flag in his hand, and the tall Supor horse's hooves turned over the black soil in front of him, and galloped past the lined-up Thunder Gods, following the order. The runners began to raise their gun mounts and move slowly

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The black muzzles of Thor's guns all turned towards the west wall, which was a low corner of Tilburg. Not far away is the cylindrical auxiliary castle that has been blown down, and two large arrow towers stand on the top of the city wall.

The moat with flowing water flows through there in a circle. Several large rocks are entangled in the middle of the river, blocking the flow of the river and making the originally not spacious moat appear extremely narrow. It even makes people doubt that even jumping on the rocks is enough. Can jump over

Fatty chose this place because the river here is the narrowest, and he could blow down the city wall, cover the river with rubble, and directly cross the moat. Create a gap for the advancing infantry. When Thor fired the cannon just now, it was because the distance was too far. Only curls of thick smoke could be seen, and no one could see the true face of Thor. Now they saw the strange weapons that suddenly appeared at the front of the Samor Army. The Tyrians were talking a lot. Although they didn't know what it was, they could still feel an unspeakable chill from the black holes full of danger.

"Quick! Go to the east side, the Samor people want to attack from there!" The Tire people on the top of the city separated a part and quickly ran towards the east end of the city wall. The Tire people are not stupid, this is Tire Fort, they are In their own territory, the eastern end of the river is Tilburg's biggest weakness, so they specially set up two strong arrow towers there. However, it seems that the Samor army is obviously preparing to launch an attack from the east side. Unfortunately, they don't know. They are running to hell!

"Load". The squad leaders of each team shouted with all their strength, and the loaders quickly stuffed the shells into the barrels. There is a squad leader for every three Thors. Each twelve gates is set as a squadron, because Daochuanbu believes that two thunder gods are the best... to form a shooting queue, and the twelve thunder god swords are responsible for general small attack or defense tasks.

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The huge explosion made the ground tremble violently, and the gun wheels were even lifted up, leaving deep ruts on the dirt. A dense white smoke emerged from the artillery position, and deathly fire sprayed from the barrel. When they came out, the powerful sound of hundreds of thunder gods made the whole world reverberate, and the earth under their feet was shaking violently.

The fat man saw black smoke pillars blooming on the wall of Tilburg on the east side. Thick smoke mixed with flames spattered from inside, and gravel shot out like raindrops. Two arrow towers collapsed in the explosion, and one had its roof overturned. Another punch base began to deflect in half

"Boom, boom!" The high hills behind the Samor army sounded more violent thunder bombardment from the engineering formation. This was the bombardment of the heavy thunder gods that had completed the cleanup. To the ears of the Tyrians it was the roar of death, to the ears of the Samur soldiers it was the voice of angels.

"Long live Samor! Long live Samor!" Hearing these big guys roaring again, the Samor soldiers below let out a loud shout. An even bigger black smoke column rose into the sky above the city, and the bright and dying fire shrouded the people who were rushing to the city. east end Flesh and blood flew everywhere on the heads of the supporting Tyrians. Fatty saw that often after a cloud of black smoke passed, the entire city wall was blackened. Broken limbs and wounded soldiers lay all over the ground. Countless bricks, debris, and corpses of people fell from the top of the city. fell into the cold river water. White water columns splashed up, like dancing piano notes, which was the death sound of hell.

The Tyrians on the city wall were like ants that had been overturned in their nests, scurrying around in a mess, with balls of fierce flames driving them away. They were Type 20 fuel projectiles specially designed for heavy-duty Thors. Countless black spots were filled with flames and shrillness. The screams jumped from the city head to the moat, just to seek an early end to the pain of the flames.

"Bang bang!" A huge collapse sound resounded throughout the battlefield! When the same area on the wall of Tire was bombarded, an obvious gap was opened where the powder field originally appeared.

In the flames of countless explosions, this gap grew larger and larger and eventually evolved into an irreparable gap. Several huge cracks appeared on the city wall. Like a black vine clinging to it

The city wall above the gap was completely blown down. Hundreds of Tyrian soldiers hiding inside the city wall were instantly wiped out by the smoke from the cannonballs and the collapsed city wall. Their bodies were instantly wiped out. Countless pieces of gravel and mud fell into the moat. This horrific scene was shocking. Both sides on the battlefield " "Attack!" the waiting Samor infantry shouted, holding a large shield as high as a man in their hands and rushing towards the gap in the collapsed rubble. The soldiers at the forefront did not hesitate to jump into the almost top-less icy river water and use their hands. The great siege shield built a bridge between rock and rubble,

The cannonballs passed over the city wall with a whistling sound over their heads. The flickering flames and black pillars kept appearing above their heads. The Tyrian archers were blown to pieces. The sporadic shooting was completely unable to hinder the surging fire below. In the crowd, the shields of the Samorian heavy infantry collided with the Tyrian heavy infantry who came to block the gap, and the red-eyed two sides struggled together like wild beasts. The tight space allowed them to use all the weapons at their disposal. Including the teeth, the screams from both sides resounded throughout the world. This was a fight between life and death. There was no mercy, only more hatred and more despair.

The muffled sound of "Puff!" was heard endlessly. Tyr soldiers kept falling down with their eyes wide open and aggrieved. There is a thin hole in the chest with spurting blood. This is the masterpiece of Samor's heavy siege regiment. The short three-wilt armor-piercing thorns in their hands allow them to be like a fish in water in this kind of chaotic close combat. The gap between the big shields is this The best entry point for spiked weapons,

Being despicable, shameless, and doing everything for the glory of Samor is the tradition of this glorious army. They are the legends of the Samor siege force. From the Falcon Territory to the North of the Northern Kingdom, they have experienced countless life and death battles. , they are all masters of close combat, and the unsuspecting Tyrians are like pierced riverbanks in front of this army.

More and more Samorian soldiers poured in through the gap, and the Tire people had to retreat into the city of Tire behind them, and started a difficult street battle with the Samor army.

In order to resist the invasion of the Samorian army, the entire city of Tire was almost transformed into small battlefield fortresses by the Tire people. Trebuchets were set up on the roofs of several large houses in each street, and all the walls around the houses were changed into The walls are smooth, and only the house at the back has an entrance.

The whole city was mobilized, with spears and farm tools, Tyrian archers were constantly shooting from the rooftops, and farmers were throwing stones from the rooftops. This caused the Samorian army that broke into the city to suffer a lot of losses. More than a thousand soldiers were drowned in these complicated streets. It was not until the input of the Longbow troops that the Samorian army stabilized its position in the city.

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