Lord of the North

"Prepare to attack the city!" On the second day, Grand Duke Cameron looked at the majestic and indestructible fortress in the distance with gloomy eyes and ordered in a low voice.

The lion's heart was full of anger now, and none of his subordinates dared to step forward to comfort him. Recently, the lion became moody, and even his servant was killed because of a trivial matter.

Even Princess Gwendoline didn't go to talk to him about this battle at this time, he has become crazy.

Yesterday their catapults threw all the oil and boulders onto the walls of the Boulder Fortress. Except for a few unlucky arrow towers that were destroyed, the entire Boulder Fortress suffered less than a thousand casualties.

"Woo~ woo~ woo~"

The sound of the war horn is the sound of death and blood. Its sound will bring endless smoke of war and the displacement of countless people.

"Let the slave army go first." The Andean knight said in a deep voice in front of a cavalry unit in the distance.

For this war, they collected nearly 30,000 slave legions in the Principality of Lions and Lopez, with the purpose of consuming the enemy's strength in the siege battle.

Originally, the battle went smoothly. Grand Duke Cameron once thought that this group of slave troops with low combat effectiveness was useless, but he did not expect to send them to the battlefield in the end.

The task of the cavalry regiment led by the Andean knights is to supervise the battle, and all slaves who try to escape will die under the iron hoof.

"go ahead!"

After receiving the order from the Andean knight, the adjutant held a large flag and pointed forward and gave the order loudly, with a hoarse voice. Following his movements, the entire slave army began to move.

The members of the cavalry regiment wandered around on horseback, performing their duty of supervising the battle.

The most important reason why this group of slaves worked so hard was an extremely tempting condition given by Grand Duke Cameron. After the war ended, the survivors would be separated from their status as slaves.

There was no trace of timidity on the faces of all the slaves, except for numbness and excitement.

Numb to this cruel world, excited about the possibility of living as a commoner and even being rewarded.

Wearing simple protective gear and holding inferior weapons, they rushed up surrounded by several siege vehicles and hundreds of ladders with a length of hundreds of meters.

The Lion Principality doesn't expect them to kill many enemies, but only wants to consume their physical strength and provide the next army with a chance of victory.

Gwendolin rode a horse and led a troop of archers to stand by in the rear. They were not needed at this time. When the slave army was exhausted, they would be relied on to suppress the archers on the Stone Fortress when the regular army came forward.

"It's really cruel." She calmly watched these miserable slaves rushing towards the fort one after another.

Above the fortress, Earl Inger stared heavily at the army of slaves coming from the bee chrysalis, with his right hand raised high, behind him were rows of archers.

Gino found him this morning, first flattered him hypocritically, and then stated the purpose of his visit this time, hoping that Earl Inge could lead troops on the fortress wall to resist the attack of the Lion Principality.

Earl Inger, who had expected this scene long ago, had a calm expression, just like now, he agreed to this rude request, because he knew that even if he escaped today, it would be inevitable in the future, because Thatcher in this fortress controlled Absolute rights, it would be better for both parties to save trouble.

Death on the battlefield is also a good destination for him.

"Fire the arrows!" Seeing that the enemy under the city wall had entered the range, Earl Inge slammed his right hand down and yelled.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A shower of arrows shot out from the city wall, like a swarm of locusts covering the sky and covering the sun.

The slaves rushing to the front row fell down in pieces like cutting wheat. The crude protective gear on them could not provide them with much protection, and they could not resist these arrows at all.

However, the death of their companions did not stop them from moving forward, because once they stopped, they would be trampled to death by the people behind them. They had no option to retreat, they could only charge forward, until the last person fell down , or the enemy is the last man to fall.

"Free throw, shoot all the arrows!"

Earl Inge looked at this group of fearless cannon fodder with a solemn expression.

"Notify the First Legion, as long as these slaves have climbed the city wall, they will attack immediately!" Grand Duke Cameron stood on a high slope far away from the battlefield, watching the slave army fall in pieces under the rain of arrows with gloomy eyes. Down.

"Yes!" A knight behind bowed to salute, and then rode away quickly.

"Your Majesty, please don't worry, even if these slave legions fall, we still have the guilty legion." Master Olin stepped forward and looked at the gloomy face of Grand Duke Cameron and comforted him.

"But the number of those guilty is too small." Grand Duke Cameron's eyes lit up, but immediately dimmed again: "They are only suitable for use as a surprise army, and the loss is too great for siege."

"Then let's find a way to lure them out." Master Olin's sinister laughter came from under the cloak, making people shudder.

"Is there anything you can do?" Grand Duke Cameron asked expectantly, his eyes moved when he heard the words.

"The villain is stupid, and he thought of a not-so-smart solution last night." Master Olin bowed and said humbly.

"tell me the story."

"yes,……"

...

"How are you getting ready?" On the other side, a knight walked by Gwendoline, and she asked softly without turning her head.

"It's basically ready, there are still some flaws in the details, but in my opinion, this is enough." The knight's whole body was shrouded in armor, so he couldn't see his appearance, and his voice was distorted because of the iron armor.

"What I want is to be safe. We can't lose this war." Gwendoline said dissatisfiedly with a flash of sullenness in her eyes.

"It will take countless manpower and material resources to attack this fortress. Regardless of the outcome afterwards, our situation will not be optimistic, so what I want is that this plan is foolproof, not that it is generally ready!" She said. Staring at the knight in front of him with big charming eyes.

"Do you understand it?"

"Yes! Your Highness!"

The knight lowered his head and said in a deep voice that he felt tremendous pressure under Gwendoline's gaze, and his body wrapped in the armor was instantly covered in cold sweat.

"I don't need to teach you how to do it." Gwendolin looked away, and looked at the battlefield in the distance, and the city wall that kept shooting arrows.

As well as the giant crossbow in the arrow tower that has not moved, and there is no way that there is no trebuchet in this fortress, and it definitely has a hole card to deal with foreign enemies.

And there are no signs of these things appearing so far, they probably want to keep them to deal with the next regular army.

It is impossible for the Lion Principality to conquer this place without paying a heavy price. Even after paying a huge price, it still cannot shake this giant stone fortress that has stood for thousands of years.

"I understand. This subordinate will leave." The knight swallowed, responded a little nervously, then bowed and left.

"Big Stone Fortress, Lopez, Lion, huh..." Gwendoline put on her knight helmet, and a low, inaudible voice came from inside, dissipating in the wind and sand.