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759 Carbine (8)

October 29, 6 pm,

There is no sun in the dull sky, and it is dark over the deserted Stromonido Castle. The sky is gray and gloomy, as if it is about to rain. The air pressure is very low, so low that it makes people breathless. The breeze blows, contaminating The dog's tail grass stained with the blood of the soldiers on both sides swayed gently, ups and downs in the wind, stretching its lonely figure to its fullest. starter

There are no flowers or trees here, only unknown weeds. They tenaciously poke their bodies out from the cracks in the rocks, greedily absorbing everything outside to make up for their lack of foundation.

In just two hours of offensive and defensive battle, the city had turned into a sea of ​​blood and fire.

As the intensity of the attack from the side of Dunburg became smaller and smaller, the intensive sound of bugles in the Nord army formation sounded like a heavy rain again. The long-awaited Nords finally had the opportunity to attack with all their strength.

Spitanger finally gave the order for a general attack, and the eighth attack struck again at 6:20.

The incomplete Stromonido Fortress faced the most brutal test. Sixteen thousand Nord infantrymen lined up in thirty or forty squares, marching forward in an orderly manner. Their blue diamond-shaped shields shone with a dark brilliance under the inky sky, while the pitch-black spears had no light at all, as if they had solidified light.

Behind them, there are about 4,000 archers. The Bolan bows in their hands are half hanging down, and the arrows are pointed at their toes. But once they are within the shooting range, these archers will skillfully lean back and pull the arrow. Open the bow and arrow, and then shoot the bow and arrow diagonally upward at a forty-five degree angle. Device: no ads, full text, updates

"Attack!" The infantry formation under the city began to increase when they were about a hundred meters away, with heavy breathing sounds.

"Whoosh, whoosh" arrows rained down from the top of the city. The Nord infantry who rushed at the front fell in pieces, but this did not affect the people behind who continued to rush up. The Nord infantry held their shields against the arrows above their heads and pointed them towards the top of the mountain. Rush, desperate to climb over the city wall stained red with blood,

But what was waiting for them there was a strict formation of Vecian infantry. There were less than a thousand Vecians, with the inner castle as the center, forming a strict formation of spears and constantly firing crossbows, fighting with the Nord army on the city wall. , the Fortress of Stromonido is like a boat rocking in the storm, gradually being submerged by the blue tide.

"Brothers! Let's fight!" the Vecchia crossbowman howled with blood on his face, shooting the last crossbow arrow in his quiver into the enemy's chest. Every sentry tower on the city wall was a line of defense. He stabbed with swords and smashed with stones. , rush up with the shield handle The enemy resisted, and the dagger in his hand stabbed through the gap until the enemy fell down with his eyes wide open, or was stabbed to death on the stairs by the enemy rushing up. The tenacity and madness shown by the Falcon Army made Nord The soldier also felt palpitations,

"Withstanding" the raging group of Nord soldiers, ten falcon heavy infantrymen holding shields, like their bodies and shields, were like a wall blocking the road to the Dunburg corridor.

The crossbowmen above used all their strength to pull down the crossbow arrows, and white light shot into the enemy's throat. They continued to fire from high places at the enemies crowded in the corridor. Corpses were piled on the corridor steps leading to the sentry tower.

The sounds of fierce fighting and screams intertwined into a hell on earth. At 6:37 noon, the scale of victory tilted towards the Nords for a moment. At this moment, the goddess of victory stepped lightly,

Ten minutes later, all the balance was broken. One kilometer away from the fortress, a group of falcon cavalry was approaching quickly. The sound of fighting in the direction of the fortress was clearly audible. The thick smoke in the sky made Hu Keqili, who was leading the army, anxious.

Hu Keqili shouted loudly, "All the troops draw their swords and prepare to attack!"

"Swish", the sword was neatly drawn with a flash of light, and the vibration of the horse's hooves had long been covered up by the drumbeat of the Nord army gathering in front of the fortress. The Nord Fourth Army did not know yet that the sharpest sword of the Falcon Dynasty had already been Attacking them silently, a falcon battle flag almost identical to the one flying on the castle appeared in a woodland on the left side of the Nord Army, and a long black line silently gradually emerged from the depths of the dense forest,

He glanced at the Nord army formation with its back to him, "Assault!" The central general Hu Keqili who led the army to arrive immediately raised the saber in his hand, and then suddenly dropped,

The rumble of horse hoofs sounded rapidly, and 7,000 Central Army Guards Cavalry armed with sharp swords, like ghosts that suddenly appeared in the dark night, formed several huge cone-shaped square formations and rushed towards them!

The neat and dense black-armored cavalry were like a steel wall, and like a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​​​swords rushing towards them. The gloomy, dark wings stretched out silently, which was eerie and terrifying.

The crackling and harsh sound of horse hooves came like thunder,

The iron head of the black armored cavalry crashed into the back of the Nord army like a whirlwind, sweeping and destroying everything. In the face of this terrible torrent of destruction, the Nord army's rear formation, which had no time to adjust, was like paper, being smashed to pieces by the cavalry group attacking from the flanks.

The corpses were tumbling as if they were being sliced ​​off by a huge side knife. Two squadrons of Nord infantry screamed in death and were crushed into powder by this torrent of steel...

In panic, thousands of Nord soldiers were cut into pieces by the roaring cavalry group. Immediately, next to the corpses of the Nord soldiers, Plais's 15,000 infantrymen followed the Guards cavalry and pressed towards the rear of the exposed Nord army.

"Reinforcements are coming, order a full counterattack!"

Hutu Emma pulled out a bloody long sword from the corpse of a Nord soldier and shouted at the top of his lungs. Behind him, the remaining 1,000 Falcon Crossbowmen seemed to have been injected with blood. Their exhausted bodies were suddenly full of strength.

They completely abandoned their previous defensive state and bravely rushed forward, stabbing the enemy's stomach with their short swords. Many Nord soldiers who were climbing the main castle were shot to death by the Vikia crossbowmen above in panic.

The corpses fell from the cylindrical top of the city like a broken kite, rolling down the mountain road, or falling directly on the spears of the soldiers below. Blood dripped from the top of their heads like raindrops.

"Hold steady, don't retreat!"

The commander of the Fourth Legion, Spitanger, who was supervising the battle in front, rode on his horse, waving the knight in vain. Sword, shouting with all his might, trying to stop the soldiers who were caught in the chaos from the front and back at the same time.

He had sent all the remaining reserve troops to the city wall. He was just one step away from winning the siege and achieving this most important node, but now everything was far away from him.

"Assault crossbow!" Hu Keqili shouted, handed the sword in his right hand to his left hand, picked out a short crossbow from the weapon slot, and rushed towards the Nord camp. The guards around him pulled out the short crossbows installed in the weapon slot of the warhorse. Arrows rained down. Spitanger, who was wearing gorgeous armor, was naturally the object of everyone's care. Countless cold lights shot into him from the front. His voice came abruptly, and his body was like being hit by countless heavy blows. After a tremor, he fell off the warhorse.

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