Ride and Cut

It took the engineers ten days to collect wood and make siege equipment.

These ten days became the last peace before the start of the Battle of Winter City.

One side is waiting for the siege equipment to be ready, and the other side is defending the cold winter city wall to avoid the battle. The two sides that should be enemies have formed an unspeakable tacit understanding during this peaceful confrontation.

Whenever the bells of the Sophia Cathedral in Winter City sounded twice in the morning and evening, and when the Stuart soldiers changed their guards according to the bells, the Pompeii army would also start eating on time. And whenever a group of strange people outside the city set up a stage to perform a drama, and when Pompeii soldiers flocked to watch, the Stuarts on the wall would also stop and watch.

But this kind of tacit understanding cannot last long after all. When the wood becomes a siege cart and a trebuchet, the preparations for the siege are ready, which means that peace has entered the final countdown.

It was an early morning, the sky was just dawn, and it was still a bit cold, and a layer of hoarfrost hung on the wooden posts in the barracks. The melodious bells of the Sophia Cathedral sounded again, passing thousands of yards to the ears of the Pompeians outside the city.

It's just that what we ushered in this time is not just as simple as opening a meal.

The sleeping barracks came alive in an instant like a beast that had been awakened. Tens of thousands of Pompeii soldiers poured out of the tents. Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, the sound of armor colliding, and a mixture of jokes in southern and northern accents, they gradually gathered into a neat formation and moved towards the city of Winter, which surrounded the center.

"Suppress the pace and be consistent." The officers yelled, trying to ease the nervousness of the recruits, but it was hard to say how effective it was. Because they themselves were too excited, they couldn't help but tremble all over.

When tens of thousands of people are moving forward for the same goal, uphold the same belief, and stick to the same mission. The shouts are like waves rushing towards the face, and everyone in it can't help but feel blood rushing and furious! It will also let the enemies in front of you taste the taste of fear, as if the mountain is collapsing head-on!

The mobilization of the army cannot be concealed from the defenders, and both sides have been preparing for a long time.

On the one hand, tens of thousands of elite city guards rely on the strong city, and famous generals sit in the town, holding the will to die to guard against death. On the other side is a 200,000-strong army assembled by all kinds of heroes, all types of troops are ready, and they only need to break through the city and kill the enemy to achieve fame.

The battle reached its climax as soon as it started!

The first thing to kick off is the long-range firepower projection composed of trebuchets and mages. Pompeii, as a traditional powerful country, is indeed quite good at the military application of magic.

Accompanied by the creaking sound produced by wood friction, dozens of trebuchet booms were raised high at the same time, and the stones took off instantly and were thrown towards the top of the city. A moment later, there was an earth-shattering loud noise, and several places on the city wall collapsed and cracked, showing the excellent accuracy and power of the Pompeii trebuchet!

This was just calibration. The engineers chanted and adjusted the trebuchet slightly and reset it. The rough stones were replaced with carefully polished stone balls this time.

The engineer captain corresponding to each trebuchet untied his leather bag and poured the clear liquid inside on the stone ball, and a strong smell of wine immediately wafted around.

"Let Stuart see how powerful we are!" The man who commanded the catapult was a one-eyed man named Pekka. His eye was lost in the battle with Stuart, so he became more and more fierce at the moment.

Nine palace mages in purple robes and fifteen red-robed army mages together formed the magical power of the expeditionary army.

Among them, the twelve fire mages had already started reciting spells before the catapult was launched. If you listen carefully, it is not difficult to find that the twelve mages with different standards, habits, and speaking speeds are maintaining the same speaking speed and chanting the same spells at this time, which is obviously the result of deliberate creation.

Surrounding them were twelve well-trained magic apprentices, and each of them held a gold plate in their hands, which carried a huge and transparent magic crystal. Twelve apprentices are cruising back and forth according to certain rules and routes. As a result, the magic crystal on the gold plate also became brighter and darker as its position changed.

There is power in words, whether spoken or written.

When incantations composed of dragon language, ancient elf language, and even individual titan syllables are played in twelve accents, a subtle resonance is formed. With the deliberate cooperation and communication of the mages, this resonance was further strengthened. The voice of the incantation became louder and louder, and the mysterious tone seemed to be whispering from the devil.

When dozens of stone balls weighing thousands of pounds soared into the sky, the magic spells of the mages also stopped abruptly.

At that moment, Li Cha's eyes were almost dazzled on the spot - a raging fire suddenly ignited on the stone ball in mid-air, bursting out with orange-red blazing light, dazzling like small suns, and the surrounding air was distorted by it!

It is entirely conceivable what kind of terrifying effect these stone balls blessed by spells will have if they hit the city wall.

The mages stationed in the cold winter city are not dead, but colorful interception spells. Water arrows, wind blades, and fireballs are scattered like money, colliding with stone balls fiercely!

The technique used by the Pompeii mages is called resonance casting, through careful arrangement to share the unbearable burden of a single person, while shortening the casting time. Although this technique is extremely high-end and represents extremely high magical attainments, the sequelae caused by multi-person cooperation are still unavoidable.

Elements with different spiritual imprints conflict and repel each other, and the resulting magic body is extremely unstable.

After the "Little Sun" collided with various spells, the influx of foreign elements caused the fire elements that were barely bound together to explode instantly!

Accompanied by raging waves of fire, dozens of stone balls exploded into pieces in mid-air—the scene seemed to be doomsday.

The air waves and strong winds usually blow up the snow on the ground, and it has been melted or even evaporated by the heat before it hits the ground. Even though they were so far apart, Li Cha felt a few traces of water falling on his face.

Before he could react, the vibration under his feet had already passed. He lowered his head and saw the stones on the ground rolling and jumping.

It's good for walls to avoid direct hits. But for the defenders on the city wall, maybe there is no difference at all, and it may even be more cruel.

The rocks shooting around not only have astonishing kinetic energy, which is no less than that of a crossbow, but what is even more frightening is that the temperature is terribly high. Countless stones swept across the sky condescendingly, for the defenders on the wall, what a disaster!

"My lord!" The lord smacked his lips and shook his head.

He saw with his own eyes that a silver-armored halberd soldier was hit by a fist-sized stone on his chest. He jumped up violently as if in a fit of madness.

The stone had punched a hollow in the front of his breastplate, and it was firmly seated in the bottom of the pit. As time passed, the heat it carried began to spread, and the surrounding iron became red and bright, and then softened and flowed like glue, falling on the flesh and burning a puff of green smoke.

Li Cha could almost smell a suffocating stench lingering at the tip of his nose.