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Looking at the towns scattered among the continents in the distance, Ferrandier and Hanigan stopped their horses together, and their eyes almost started to light up.

"Umutuo, the capital of the Black Forest, the legendary and mysterious city"

Ferrandir's pupils constricted unnaturally. The five fingers of his right hand holding the riding crop were tightly clenched, and they turned slightly white due to excessive force. There was an unconcealable expression of excitement on his face.

The piece of Yuzhou in front of you has the best water source and the most concentrated forest area in this desert. The huge Yuzhou is like a huge green carpet extending into the distance.

The densely covered Daxuanbo is close to each other. A river passing through here exudes a pearl-like luster under the sunlight. The rising and falling water birds wander in the woods and lakes from time to time. If they don’t see it with their own eyes, no one will know it. I believe there is such a beautiful place deep in this wilderness full of ravines.

"What an unexpected surprise." The sky leader Hanigan next to him also had bulging eyes like tombs, greedily looking at the shining beautiful city in the distance.

"My devout believers." He subconsciously licked his dry lips with the tip of his yellowed tongue, raised his riding crop high, and shouted to the thousands of devout and crazy sky believers in front of him, "Umutuo is the sky. God has given us the pure land of the Sky Sect, and only the purest people can own it. Unfortunately, this pure land is now being plundered by a weed called the Suk tribe. What should we do? "

"Kill all the Sukes and give me the holy land"

Tens of thousands of fanatical sky believers raised their crude spears in the air, and the overwhelming sound was like a burst of thunder rolling in the air. In this case, who would say that Umutuo was originally the base camp of the Suk people? ,

Hearing Hanigan compare naked massacre to clearing weeds, a hint of displeasure flashed on Ferrandir's face next to him. "Stupid guy" Ferrandir's eyes carelessly glanced in other directions and secretly thought to himself. scolded,

The self-righteous performance of the idiot god is so disgusting. I really don’t know why so many people believe that this guy who talks about killing is the messenger of some god?

“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking” for Ferrandir’s performance. Hanis also pretended to be invisible and curled his lips with disdain. Everyone knew why they sent troops to Umutuo this time. It was originally a relationship of mutual use. In addition to obtaining sufficient food reserves from Umutuo, , Hanigan still has his own ideas.

He has always wanted to find a place that is mysterious and sacred enough to serve as his base camp for preaching. Risalan is too small, and although the Sky Temple suffered heavy damage, it still has a place in the hearts of most Salanders. If it is impossible to jump out from such a range, the Sky Sect will always be able to just follow the temple as a younger brother. This is why it is willing to send out believers as cannon fodder, and why it also wants to attack Umutuo with several other forces.

"Woooo" the melodious bugle sound came from the distant city of Umutuo. A group of about 3,000 Yu-colored cloaked light cavalry drove out from the city. They were 3,000 hunting cavalry from the Suk tribe. These hunting cavalry were wearing exquisite and lightweight chainmail armor. He holds a hunting bow for short-distance assaults in his hand, and a sharp hunter's knife on his waist. The quiver on the back of each archer is filled with arrow clusters. It is conservatively estimated that there are more than 10 arrows, enough to launch an attack. Covered by three or four arrows,

Perhaps they have given up on harassing tactics, or have realized that harassment is meaningless. The Chasseurs, who are usually used to rushing like the wind, are now lined up in a row like a battle, which is extremely rare.

They looked very solemn. With sharp eyes, they looked at the large number of enemies that kept appearing from the sand belt in the distance, like a group of wounded beasts, angrily looking at the bandits who invaded their home, and their bloodshot pupils were congested.

20,000 versus 3,000, an absolutely huge disparity in strength, but they had no way to retreat. Further back, there is the base camp of Wumutuo, where their loved ones are lingering in their dreams. . . . . . . There is a home they absolutely cannot lose.

"The whole army lined up and scooped up the ebony"

Seeing that the magic stick Hanis had begun to encourage his followers to form an array to press forward, Ferrandir also began to organize his troops behind,

Facts have proved that the frontal crushing tactics adopted by the coalition forces are very effective. Regardless of the harassment of the hunting cavalry, they advance towards the predetermined target. Sure enough, the hunting cavalry, which has always been famous for its speed, is like being caught by an invisible rope. As the distance shortens, , and ultimately lose the range of maneuver

He rode his horse horizontally past the soldiers who had just crossed the sandstorm area like lightning. Because they were heavy infantry, his infantry walked the slowest. The gold sword in his hand was raised high like a battle flag. The sun shines on the top of my head, shining with dazzling golden light, which also attracts everyone's attention.

"Woooo!" The rumbling war horns woke up the soldiers who were still in shock. "Everyone return to the team and prepare to attack." Salander's infantry captains drove away the scattered soldiers with angry expressions.

The sand poured into the inner layer of the armor, and the squeaking was very uncomfortable on the human body. Some Mamunuk knights even took off their armor, and some were cleaning the sand on their bodies in embarrassment. If we really want to say that the most concentrated Quickly, those are still religious fanatical Sky Cultists, and their broad robes are almost immune to the invasion of wind and sand. Coupled with the emotions that the believers had aroused, these small pieces of sand no longer constituted any reason to stop them. They completely ignored the 3,000 hunting cavalry on the opposite side, and frantically attacked the wooden surroundings of the Umutu like a tsunami and landslide. The fence rushes

"Raise your bow and shoot"

On the city wall, the terrifying poison arrows of the Suk hunters were also raised at the same time. With a burst of tight bow string vibration, they fired the first round of arrow rain towards the madly attacking sky cultists. Countless metal light streams were like It was falling from the sky like a waterfall, hitting the simple but practical wooden and rattan shield of the sky cultists like raindrops.

The dull sound of "Puff puff puff" comes from the sound of arrow clusters being stuck in the shield. This rattan shield is a simple shield invented by the Salander mountain people. It is woven with rattan in the mountains and soaked in oil for a month. , and then dried in the sun, the rattan will become light and strong and tough enough to defend against ordinary light bows and arrows.

This is the most commonly used equipment for Salander's light assault infantry. Because the number is limited, only the thousand believers at the front have rattan shields, which leads to many believers behind. They were hit by arrows and rolled on the ground one after another. Their faces turned red, and then quickly turned from red to black, and bursts of shrill screams came from their mouths. This time, he no longer foamed at the mouth, but black blood flowed from his mouth, nose and ears. At first glance, he looked like extremely terrifying poisonous arrows.

"Go forward and take back the Holy Land"

The sky cultists' eyes were red with blood, and they made hypnotic sounds from their mouths, completely ignoring the clusters of arrows flying above their heads. Under the cover of a row of simple rattan shields at the front, they charged forward like a swarm of locusts. The dense flow of people quickly rushed across an open space outside Yuzhou and began to clamber up a sentry outside Wumutuo. Tower low wooden fence.

"Shooting must not allow them to cross the perimeter"

Standing on the city wall of Umutuo, Suyanis, the great elder of the Suk tribe, looked solemnly at the Sky Cultists who were attacking the outer wooden fence. Because the height of the wooden fence was only less than three people high, the impatient Sky Cultists even had climbing tools. There is no need to build it, just climb on the shoulders of your companions and jump suddenly. You can grab the edge of the fence with your hands, and you have to make your movements climb up.

The Suk guards above raised their one-meter-long hunting knives and slashed down. "Ah" screamed, and the Sky Cultist took off his hand and fell in severe pain, leaving half of his palm or a few fingers squirming on the wooden fence, "killing" the Sky Cultist surging behind, as heavy as the rolling waves. Hitting the wooden fence,

The brutal siege broke out like a prairie fire,

The Sukes had limited troops and could only rely on the shooters on the city wall to continuously suppress the crazy charge of the Sky Cultists. As arrows rained down, the Sky Cultists also fell in pieces. However, due to the huge disparity in strength, the wooden fence on the first row of defense line held on painfully for half an hour before it was finally pushed down by the outnumbered Sky Cultists, revealing the Umutuo City Wall behind it.

"Reinforcements, where are the reinforcements you promised?" Bailingsuke returned to the city wall from the front line angrily. She took off her helmet with one hand. Revealing her dazzling red hair, her pretty eyes glared at the woman in purple skirt standing next to Suyanis.

"Why are you afraid of such a small battle?"

Sokutus Stellan's pretty face was slightly cold, and she looked at the shy and angry Bai Lingsuk without flinching. She smiled softly and said, "Don't forget, dragging the enemy under the city of Umutuo is part of the plan. If you continue to If you have no endurance at all, then you have disappointed me so much. It turns out that the lark in the Black Forest is just a little girl who will cry when she feels a little pain."

"You bastard, we have already lost three hundred Suk warriors, what price do you want us to pay before you give up?" Bailing Suk said angrily, his beautiful big eyes full of tears, his tone With a cry in her voice, although she has been in battle for a long time, those were only battles involving about a thousand people. Losing 300 elite members of the clan like this, for the Suk clan with a total strength of less than 3,000 people, It definitely hurts my heart.

"Don't worry, I believe the Falcon Army is already on the way to support." Sokutus Stellan looked at the tear-stained Bai Lingsuk, sighed, and pointed to the horizon in the distance.

"According to the enemy's original plan, the four armies should have surrounded Umutuo from both sides, but until now, have you ever seen the enemies on the other side? If I guessed correctly, the Falcon Army has defeated them and is heading here. Come, as long as we hold on, the army will launch a fatal impact on the enemy from the flanks."

"Okay, even if what you say is true, can you guarantee that the army you mentioned will arrive before we break the city? Or is this just a trap to deceive us to help your Falcon Empire weaken dissidents?" Seemingly feeling that what Sokutus Stellan said was somewhat possible, Bai Lingsuke nodded with a gentle expression.

"I can't guarantee it," Sokutus Stellan shook his head resolutely and said, "But I will not choose to be timid. Even if the city is broken, I will still die. In this situation, we must all go all out. Don’t forget, it’s us who are helping you, not you who are helping us. Life or death must depend on yourself and place your hopes on others. Don’t you feel ashamed?”

"That's enough. Bailing, as commander, your duty is to fight. The position you should be at now is the front line, instead of coming here to roar. Do you remember what I told you at the beginning? No matter whether there is help or not, the future of the Sukes will be You must rely on yourself first," Su Yanis, the chief elder of the Suk tribe, said loudly and sternly

"Okay, I'll go back and take command right now, but if the reinforcements don't arrive for a long time, I can't guarantee that I can hold on for a long time." Bai Lingsuk's fair face turned red. He turned around and left with a bit of embarrassment pouting.

"I'm sorry, I made you laugh." Su Yanis apologized, turned to Sokutusdilan and said, "In the final analysis, Bailing is still an 18-year-old child after all, and there is still some distance between him and the real leader of the clan. You Maybe you don’t know that Bai Ling’s father was the leader of the Su Ke tribe? The first leader was arrested by the Salander royal family because of betrayal by a traitor during an outing, and was finally hanged on the city gate of Salander Kyoto. His father's tragic death made Bai Ling develop a suspicious attitude since he was a child. The problem is, I may be too excited this time, so I am so arrogant."

"It's nothing, her suspicion is not wrong. In this kind of battle where the fate of the whole family is at stake, it is necessary to be cautious and suspicious." Sokutus Stellan smiled strangely at the corner of his mouth, a very stubborn lark. . Just like myself before"

At noon, after more than two hours of fierce fighting, the Sky Cultists' offensive was still continuing. They left thick layers of corpses under the city. Although the rear was still sending groups of religious spearmen up, they were still unable to obtain them under the shooting of the Suk hunters. effective progress

The fanatical religious believers felt as if they had been hit in the head. After all, they were not professional soldiers. As the attack became ineffective and the time prolonged, their bodies and minds began to feel exhausted.

The towering city wall in front of us was like a huge meat grinder, turning one after another of the lively companions into corpses filled with arrows. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and there was a mess of rotten and soft flesh and blood under the feet. The blood flowed and piled up into a pile of apricots. The enemy's offensive seemed to have begun to weaken. The first person to be keenly aware of this was Bai Ling on the front line. Sooke,

"Here comes. Immediately order all the guards to gather." At the city gate of Umutuo, Bailingsuk, who had just come down from the city wall, began to untie the reins of his white Jinghama.

"Young Patriarch, what are you..." The city gate defense officer was startled. The Chasseur Guards were the bodyguards of Bai Lingsu Ke. There were only a hundred people in number, but they were all the bravest warriors in the clan.

"Execute the order." Bai Lingsuk turned his head and stared at the defense officer with fiery red eyes. The murderous intent in his words left no doubt that the red-haired girl in front of him would kill anyone who refused to execute the order.

"Yes, yes, my subordinates will go right away." The city gate defense officer secretly wiped the cold sweat from his head and responded repeatedly. Soon, a hundred personal guard falcon cavalry were lined up at the Umutuo city gate. queue,

"The enemy has lost their spirit, it's the best time for us to attack." Bailingsuk tied up his flying red hair with a black rope, raised his head, drank a bowl of strong liquor on the table next to him, and felt A burning stream of heat flowed down the throat and into the stomach. Suddenly, the whole body felt hot, and the bottom of the bowl lit up boldly.

"Young Patriarch, just give your orders," a hundred people said in unison, their voices vibrating at the city gate. Bai Lingsuke, who was slightly drunk, walked slowly into the queue with a proud expression.

She looked at everyone one by one, and saw the faces full of vigor and youthful vitality in front of her, the passionate eyes of the pairs, the majestic horses, the sharp swords, and the air was full of fire-like passion and murderous intent. The fighting spirit to die generously flashed in people's eyes, and the soldiers were ready to give the invaders a fatal blow.

"Okay, as expected of me, the warrior of the Suk tribe, here comes to pour the wine."

Bai Lingsuk ordered loudly, and the captains of each guard team came out one after another, picked up the prepared wine jars and filled the team members with strong liquor. The guards drank the wine in the sea bowl in one go and threw the wine bowl hard. It was smashed into pieces, and hundreds of people drank at the same time. There was a clear crackling sound, and the guards smashed the wine bowls into pieces one after another.

"Open the city gate." Bai Lingsuke waved to the city gate defense officer. "The whole army mounts up and attacks."

"Rush up" at the position near the city gate. The heavy infantry that had just been dispatched were still gathering in skirmish lines under the siege ladder. The city wall of Wumutuo was not considered high, just because it was built more cleverly. Behind the wooden fence is a small protruding hill, which is the commanding height of this piece of Yuzhou.

The prisoners who were originally exiled here relied on this hilly terrain to build the original Umutuo Fort in order to resist the royal army that might come to encircle and suppress them at any time.

After a hundred years of expansion, it has developed into a ring-shaped incremental fortification. However, the Black Forest is full of wasteland and lacks solid stones, so the entire Umutuo City is completely a huge wooden fortress surrounding the top of the hills. The walls at each level are not high.

Seeing that the city gate suddenly opened, the heavy infantrymen couldn't believe their good luck. Then the long-awaited suspension bridge came down heavily, and an infantry detachment shouted to rush in and be the first batch to enter the city. The "Glorious Troops" were knocked to the ground within ten days by the cavalry rushing out of the city.

"kill"

Bai Ling Su Ke has a ribbon on his head, and the sharp hunting knife in his hand swiftly cuts off the head of a heavy infantryman. The bright red blood spurts out from the headless chest, reflecting a charming light in the sun. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets at Qidian (.). Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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