Lord of the North

"The archer retreats and throws freely."

These archers are exhausted and their arms are sore and tired after repeating the action of drawing the bow and releasing the arrow for a long time.

"The infantry come forward with me, these guys must not be allowed to charge up the city wall!" The sword-wielding infantry who had been standing behind with a round shield immediately stepped forward and blocked the round shield in front of them.

Earl Inge looked at the slaves who had rushed to the foot of the city wall and started to build the ladder and gave orders loudly.

"Over the city gate, pour oil on fire and destroy their battering ram!"

"Everyone, return to the position you guard!"

"Yes, Lord Earl!" The generals who were protecting the old earl responded loudly, and then returned to their respective posts.

"My lord, why don't you retreat to the back? It's too dangerous here." After the order was given, a knight stepped forward to dissuade him. He looked at Earl Inger worriedly, worried about his safety.

The slave army under the city wall has already begun to climb up, and at this time, those defensive weapons such as falling rocks must not be wasted. Otherwise, if there are not enough defensive equipment when the regular army of the Lion Principality arrives, it will be a nightmare. .

"Do you think I look like I'm too old to hold a sword?" The old earl asked dissatisfiedly with his eyes widened and his beard raised.

He really doesn't look like an old man in his sixties or seventies now. How can an old man at this age still be able to wear a full body armor and hold a one-and-a-half-meter-long sword on his mobile phone to stand on the city wall and command the battle? He even wants to fight in person of.

"But my lord..." The knight wanted to dissuade him again, but was interrupted by the old earl waving his hand.

"I've made up my mind, you don't need to persuade me anymore. Although it's been so many years, my old bones haven't rusted yet." He turned and walked to the edge of the city wall, still underestimating something in his mouth, If you listen carefully, you can still hear a little bit vaguely.

"Mo Mo ha ha, like a big girl..." At this moment, the former earl had returned.

"Fight to the death!" The knight looked at the back of the old count, his heart was full of blood, and he couldn't help roaring.

"Fight to the death! Fight to the death! Fight to the death!" As soon as his voice fell, the soldiers holding shields and long swords slapped the shields in their hands, followed him and roared, and their morale rose a lot.

"Hahaha, fight to the death!" The old count was stunned for a while, and then laughed heartily. How long has it been? He couldn't remember how long it was, he only knew that he hadn't felt this kind of excitement for many years after those old friends left.

Damn it, Thatcherki, who was hiding in the distant tower, looked at Earl Inger with gloomy eyes. Having such a person in the fortress really made him sleepless, and he might be empty at any time.

Has his prestige among this group of soldiers reached this level? Now, even if he didn't die in the chaos, Thatcher would have to find a way to make him die in this battle.

Because Earl Inge's influence had affected his status, especially Earl Inge was not in the same camp as him, which made Thatcherch's killing intent spread infinitely.

"Let's go." Thatcher said with a gloomy face after taking a deep look at Earl Inge, who looked tall and straight at all, not like an old man at all.

Jino behind him also looked at the old earl thoughtfully, and then followed him and left the city tower. The enemy is about to attack the city wall. It's not safe here anymore. They don't want to make fun of their lives. In a melee, one arrow is enough to kill them.

It is the job of a dog's leg to share the master's worries, and Jino, who has completely straightened his position, is already thinking about how to get rid of Earl Inger, a serious confidant.

And it's best not to let his death have anything to do with the Marquis Thatchelch, and of course it's best not to have anything to do with himself, Kino thought while walking quickly.

"kill!"

After the two retreated from the city wall,

The slave army of the Lion Principality had already climbed up the city wall. What greeted them was not new students, let alone a welcome ceremony, but cold eyes and sword blades shining with cold light.

The first person to climb the wall didn't even have time to see the face of the enemy clearly. His skull was split open by a sword, blood sprayed on the face of the slave behind him, and he fell powerlessly.

This kind of scene happened on every part of the city wall. Some slaves even begged for mercy and surrendered on their knees after they came up. It is the slave army of the Lion Principality.

There is no sympathy on the battlefield, either you die or I live, maybe they are forced to helpless, but this is the battlefield, going forward is death, retreating is also death, they are a group of poor people who are doomed.

"..." Grand Duke Cameron's eyes in the distance were gloomy and terrifying. Up to now, the Boulder Fortress still hasn't used the trebuchet. It seems that they really want to use this so-called big killer on their main regular army.

"Notify the 1st Infantry Corps, attack!" He took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, this order may cause all the 10,000 soldiers of the 1st Infantry Corps to be buried here, but he has no choice.

"Yes!" The herald received the order, and galloped away on horseback.

"Your Majesty, how can you win without sacrifice?" Master Olin said.

"I hope your plan can be successful." Grand Duke Cameron looked at the master Olin hidden in the black robe, and said word by word.

"Of course, my lord, they will definitely not be able to refuse this temptation. At that time, the gateway to Lopez's hinterland will be in your hands." Master Olin bowed humbly, and replied in a low voice but confidently.

"I hope." Grand Duke Cameron said in a deep voice, and then turned his gaze to the battlefield again.

"Notify the catapult troops, prepare the catapult, the enemy's regular army is out!" After knocking down an enemy in front of him, Earl Inge happened to see the first infantry regiment of the Lion Principality who was changing and moving, and immediately shouted to the back.

"Yes, my lord!" A blood-soaked knight immediately responded loudly, then killed the enemy in front of him, and ran to the rear. That direction was where the trebuchet troops of the Megalith Fortress were located.

As Gwendolin and Grand Duke Cameron had guessed, the trebuchets in the Stone Fortress were indeed prepared for their main force, and these low-strength slave legions were not enough for them to use the trebuchets.

"Ho! Ho! Ho!"

The soldiers of the First Infantry Legion of the Principality of Lions held their shields above their heads to resist the falling arrows, roaring in their mouths, cheering for themselves.

The several tall siege towers behind them moved alternately. The reason they didn't use them before was because they were afraid that the catapults would destroy them, but now they couldn't care less.

In this short period of time, a thick layer of corpses has piled up under the city wall, telling the cruelty of war.

"As soon as the flames rise, ten thousand bones wither."

Gwendoline looked at all this calmly, and no one knew what she was thinking, which was completely different from her usual appearance.