Realm of Power

A bunch of idiots! "Seeing that the attack momentum in front was blocked, Hu Keqili, who was leading the leader behind him, cursed angrily, "What can an archer do? One bow, twenty arrows! If you just let him cum, what can he do? If you can't open this gap before dawn, it will be up to you how I deal with you then! "

"But sir, the other side has elite long archers." Captain Samour, who was scolded, looked troubled and said, "The entrance to the hall is too narrow. Just a few heavily armored knights can block the entire entrance. We launched several attacks but were blocked by the opponent."

. Especially the General Stian hiding behind. Half of our brothers died at his hands! Thirteen of the seventeen people were shot through their throats by his arrows. The squadron leader shook his head with regret and said

"Two of them are the team captains who are the best at close combat in our squadron! Their deaths have a great impact on our soldiers. The knights in the hall are all wearing double-layer armor. I really don't know. How do these lunatics move!" the squadron leader said angrily.

"Longbowman!" Hu Keqili frowned. The squadron leader was right. It was absolutely dangerous to be shot at close range by a longbowman. The whistling sound caused by the long bow and arrowheads was like the roar of death in the soldiers' ears.

Death is not terrible, but no matter how brave a person is, he cannot remain indifferent to a long bow that can penetrate heavy armor. Seeing powerful arrow clusters penetrating the body of a companion will cause a fear reaction that is far more terrifying than being hit by an arrow. , After Hu Keqi led his army to arrive, he immediately reorganized his forces and launched an offensive against the hall. The enemy general's longbow shot had reached the peak of the longbowman's strength. Almost as good as Isa Moriel, the goddess of death who started the killing spree in Tire.

Only a dozen people can rush up the steps in front of the hall at a time. Hu Keqili even saw a steel shield being easily pierced by an arrow, and the whistling arrow shot through the warrior's throat. If he were to attack such an opponent by himself, he would not be completely sure that he could avoid the fatal penetration. shoot!

. I don't care what the situation is. Before dawn, I want to see Samour's war chess planted on the top of the fortress! "Before leaving. The fat man's roar seemed to still echo in his ears.

Hu Keqili looked up at the sky, which was still raining heavily. The sky was still as black as ink, but Hu Keqili knew that dawn was approaching and he didn’t have much time left. This was the time to capture the fortress and open up the life-and-death line in the west. The main goal of the battle,

"We don't have much time left." Hu Keqili turned back with a solemn expression. Looking at the Samur squadron captains behind him, "In order to attract the enemy's attention, the Grand Guild personally led the main force of the infantry to launch an attack on Wannukorn City in the northwest. It was the base camp of the Stian army, with 50,000 Samours. Your best warriors will use their blood and lives to attack the enemy's strong fortress, and the battle there will determine the victory of the entire campaign."

"Weners!" Hu Keqili had a hint of helplessness on his pale face that was frozen by the cold rain. He said to the squadron leader, "We have already stepped onto the edge of victory, and we will never allow us to fall back from the edge again.

I leave Fenuk and Aitavinsi's longbow team to you. You two are both longbowmen. I don't care what means you use until dawn. I want to see Samor's eagle-winged battle flag flying over the fortress! "

. Yes, my subordinates know what to do. The two squadron captains carrying longbows nodded and led a dozen longbow guards behind them to the hall where the fierce battle was still going on.

The battle in the hall has reached fever pitch, with hundreds of Samor soldiers holding shields and waving swords in their hands. Divide into several teams and attack the heavy knights' large shields like a tide to form a thick steel wall.

Aitaiwensi, who rushed to the front, took off his heavy two-meter long bow from his back and pointed to his companions, "Fenuk! Your team is responsible for the one on the left! Leave the one on the right to me!"

. bump! bump! "The heavy swords in the sword knight's hands collided with each other as they charged forward. The sword struck the knight's armor, bringing out a stream of small sparks. The warriors on both sides roared and pushed each other, their blood-red eyes glowing like beasts.

The knight's armor is too thick. The Samor cavalry swords bounced off when they were struck on it, leaving only white marks. This made the Samor soldiers helpless because of the need for an assault. The cavalry did not prepare many heavy weapons and had to retreat after several attacks.

"Shoot!" The Samor soldiers who were still fighting in front suddenly heard the sound of rapid raindrops coming from behind, crash! Collapse "Several rapid white lights arced across the sky,

"Pfft" A knight watched in disbelief as his heavy armor was torn apart by sharp longbow arrows. "Sir, we may not be able to protect you!" Knight captain Nyssa Winter showed an apologetic smile. She swayed and was lifted down from the front by two knights.

Two thick and long arrowheads pierced the ribs of his armor, and the blood dyed the mail inside red. "The enemy has long archers!" Atkes looked at this companion who had been with him since childhood, his eyes were red, The hand holding the long bow tightly made a creaking sound,

This thick and long special armor-piercing arrow can only be used in the sniper year of the longbow year. Only a longbowman can shoot through Nyssa Winter's three layers of mail.

"Nisa Winter! Atkes stood up with an angry look. The knights who formed the shield wall in front of him kept getting hit by arrows and fell down. A gap was already exposed in the door of the hall. Several Samor soldiers were trying hard to rush in through the gap.

"Kill! Kill! Kill." Aitkes' mind went blank now. The long bow in his hand vibrated rapidly, and the bow strings pulled at high speed turned into phantoms. "Whoosh! Whoosh!" White lines shot into the throats of the three Samor soldiers in front with a violent whistling sound.

"Fight in!" Seeing that there were not many knights blocking the door in front, the Samor soldiers shouted, and once again rushed up the steps with their heavy hammers and swords.

"Bang. The thick shields in the hands of the knights were hit by several Samor cavalry at the same time with heavy hammers. The fragments flew in all directions. The powerful force knocked the knights around, and the door of the castle hall finally opened.

"The ego will not die!, No one can kill me, Atkes". Atkes roared ferociously, as if he was going crazy. His hand kept pulling out the arrowheads from the quiver on his waist. Due to the constant rapid shooting, the fingers that pulled the bowstring were red and swollen.

But he couldn't stop. Although the outer perimeter had been lost and the fall of the castle was only a matter of time, as a warrior who regarded honor as his life, Atkes must use his own efforts to protect the last line of defense of the fortress.

"Bang!" The powerful arrowhead shot a Samorian soldier who rushed through the door to the ground. Atkes' hand reaching for the quiver suddenly stopped.

The quiver is empty, the arrow just now is the last one

The narrow hall was crowded with densely packed Samor soldiers, and the last two knights used their bodies to block the enemy's tide. Blood seeped out from the gaps in the armor and was quickly washed away by the black tide of soldiers.

"My ego is the northern longbow Atkes! No one can kill me!" Atkes left the longbow in his hand on the ground, pulled out his sword from his waist with a resolute expression, and rushed towards the enemies that were coming from all directions.

"Form a shield wall! Capture him alive!" Samor soldiers surrounded him in the middle. Everyone can tell that this is an enemy general. According to Samor's military merit system, if a general-level enemy is captured, the entire squadron will receive generous rewards.

"Small bang" Atkes looked crazy. He used his full strength to strike the shield pressed by the Samor soldiers with his sword grid.

"What's going on here? Are you going to hold a banquet here with the enemy?" Hu Keqili led a dozen guards in from the outer city wall and saw that there was still one enemy left in the hall. He couldn't help but cursed angrily,

"Small stall!" Atkes waved his sword in a daze, covered in blood and with more than a dozen wounds. If they hadn't wanted to capture this enemy general alive, the Samor soldiers would have chopped him into pieces.

. Solve it! In any case, this is an enemy worthy of respect! "Hu Keqili looked seriously at the enemy general who was still struggling to death, and waved to the longbow guards behind him.

"Little Beng" Several thick arrow clusters pierced through Atkes' body with a whistling sound, and the arrows pierced through his back with blood and minced meat.

"I will not die! I am the Northern Longbow Aitkes.

. "Atkes's eyes were bulging, and he looked in disbelief at the arrowhead that penetrated his body. His open mouth moved, his throat squirmed, his little body swayed, and he slowly fell down against the wall behind him.

A touch of fish-white appeared in the sky, and the rain slowed down at dawn, and the white crystal raindrops slid down from the endless darkness. The cold knocks turned into chilly air on the ground,

The entire fortress was littered with fetal bodies, and the blood followed the rain and gathered into a muddy, dark red pool under the feet. Hu Keqili sniffed. Despite the heavy rain, the air was still mixed with the pungent smell of damp blood. ,

"Bang!" The battle flag of the Stian family standing at the top of the fortress was cut off by Hu Keqili. The rolled flags fell from the top of the fortress like broken leaves in the storm,

"Wow!" A bolt of lightning passed through the sky and turned into countless light nets, and the fat man walked out of his tent. Eyes staring at the distant sky. Heavy rain is the best cover for a surprise attack. Fatty didn't expect that he would be so lucky. Wang Gang was thinking about how to cover up the sound of the cavalry's hooves for a surprise attack, but God sent him such a heavy rain.

Little Tata! "A Samorian cavalryman rode in from the camp gate without even taking a break. He held up the battle report in his hand and went straight to the Chinese army's tent.

"Grand Duke, Master Hu Keqili reported victory!" Lidakus, who was in charge of logistics, ran to the fat man with the battle report in his hand with a joyful expression. "Can we inform Master Crolisat?"

The fat man heard the word "victory". The eyebrows that had been frowning finally relaxed a little. He took the battle report, read it carefully, handed the battle report to Lidakus, turned to the messenger and said, "Notify the entire army. The tearing plan begins!"