Rise of the Empire Total War

"Speed ​​up! Run over there!"

"Don't retreat! Don't retreat without authorization! Violators will be executed on the spot!"

Arrows passed by from time to time, causing the running slaves to have goosebumps all over their bodies. They looked at the figures on the city wall in front of them shooting arrows with bows, and then looked sideways at the neatly lined up behind them. Winster's line infantry swallowed, but still chose to bite the bullet and continue running forward.

whoosh whoosh—

Another round of arrow rain fell, and a slave who was running near Shay was unfortunately shot and fell to the ground. The deadly arrow shot from his open mouth and passed through the back of his head, splashing out sticky brains After being hit by an arrow, the wooden plank he was carrying also let go and fell to the ground. The slave who was carrying the second half lost all his strength and fell over. Before he could get up, an arrow shot took his life. Blood stained planks.

Soon after they fell, new slaves ran to drag the corpses away, lifted the blood-stained planks and moved on. The defenders on the city wall knew the purpose of these cannon fodder very well. They shot wildly, trying to block the slaves following the army from outside the moat, but the threats behind the slaves made them dare not retreat easily. Go forward for a chance.

However……

"shooting!"

whoosh whoosh—

Puff puff--

After rushing to a distance of only a few meters from the moat, the defenders' archers shot together. The accuracy of short-range shooting can be said to be greatly improved. He died on the spot, and most of them fell into a pool of blood and groaned and wailed in pain, frightening the slaves who followed.

"Javelin Throwing!"

In addition to bows and arrows, the more powerful javelin is also the nemesis of the slaves. Even a simple javelin that is just a temporary rush can easily penetrate the slave's body and nail him to the soil beneath him. Shay, who was advancing, saw with his own eyes that a slave was directly headshot by a javelin, and his brain burst all over the ground. He vomited it out on the spot, but he didn't dare to stop when he vomited, so he could only run while vomiting. Most of the vomit fell on himself.

This was almost a massacre, a massacre against slaves, and any slave who dared to approach the moat would be shot without hesitation. After only a few minutes, a large number of corpses fell on the ground near the moat, and the pain of the wounded Howls resounded over the battlefield.

Finally, the slaves broke up, and the one-sided massacre made them completely lose the courage to move on. The blood all over the place and the wailing of the wounded all shook their psychological defenses.

I don't know who took the lead, and soon more and more people threw down the planks and turned around to run back. They just ran away dully, but didn't notice the muskets slowly raised by the line infantry.

"Raise the gun and aim!"

Looking at the escaped slaves, the officer of the line infantry showed a look of disgust. He raised his sword in his hand and issued orders at the same time. His eyes were cold, as if he was watching a group of moving dead people.

"shooting!"

Following the first slave who ran into the range of the musket, more and more people rushed in. Immediately afterwards, a series of sparks exploded in front of the first line of infantry, and acrid gunpowder smoke was raised, running ahead The slaves' thin bodies flew out as if they had been hit by an invisible punch in the air, and then fell heavily on the ground, spitting blood at the mouth, struggling for a while and then becoming silent.

The sudden gunshots made the running slaves stop abruptly. They looked at the gunpowder smoke that hadn't dissipated, and the first row of soldiers squatting slowly in the gunpowder smoke, and looked at the painful death lying in a pool of blood. The slaves were hesitant to run away, but the line infantry didn't give them a chance to think about it. Following the officer's order, the soldiers in the second row pulled the trigger. After the series of popping bean guns, the soldiers still within range The slaves were shot and fell.

Then, one of the officers came out with a cold face, looked at the frightened slaves, and shouted: "Either retreat by yourself, or die!"

As if responding to his words, the third row of soldiers behind them raised their muskets and pointed at the surviving slaves from a distance. The shining bayonet reflected dazzling spots under the sunlight, making the slaves blind.

Without thinking for a long time, the remaining slaves decisively turned around and ran towards the city wall again. Compared with the defenders, the Winsters were obviously more vicious. If the defenders were lucky enough to dodge the arrow clusters and javelins However, the inconspicuous projectiles fired by the Winsters cannot be avoided no matter what.

So, under the deterrence of muskets, the slaves stepped forward and laid dozens of wooden bridges on the moat with their own flesh and blood. After the wooden bridges were laid, the artillery on the artillery position finally roared. , Countless black cannonballs whizzed towards the creeper-covered city wall, spanned a distance of 100 meters in just a few seconds, and hit the green wall heavily. The next second, the entire city wall shook violently, and the soldiers on it were caught off guard , fell directly to sit on the cold ground, or fell directly out of the city wall, screaming and falling to the ground several meters high.

Under the violent bombardment, the creepers attached to the surface of the city wall were shaken by the shock waves and drifted in the wind, or were directly smashed to pieces by the shells and thrown far away. Several rounds of shelling caused some of the slightly damaged city walls to almost collapse. The fragments of the city walls that were blown up flew everywhere, and most of them fell into the moat, causing stinky water splashes.

Whoosh—

A round of shells crossed the city wall and slammed into the city. It happened to hit a temple, smashing the statues of the gods in the temple to pieces. It collapsed amid the screams of the priests, and some priests who had no time to escape were buried alive under the ruins, dying together with the idols they worshiped all the year round.

"Run!"

The piercing screams in the city came and went, a large number of shells roared into the city, knocking down buildings one after another, and the fleeing civilians crowded the streets that were not spacious, and the shrill screams almost pierced Piercing the human eardrum. The civilians fleeing in panic, the collapsed buildings, and the shells falling from the sky, all these are like the end of the world.

boom! ! !

The roof of a three-story building was pierced by shells, and a large amount of rubble fell from the sky, smashing into the fleeing crowd, and smashing some of the people who could not dodge into a puddle of flesh. Seeing all this, the people whose psychological defenses collapsed simply stopped running for their lives. , Crying and falling to their knees, knocking their heads on the cold ground, praying to the gods they believe in, hoping that the gods will end them in the fire and water.

However, how could the gods be contaminated with the blood in the world? They would just silently cover it all up with clouds, pretending that nothing had happened—they were still gods above them, and it had nothing to do with them as to how many people died in the world.