Power and Empire Chapter 191: The Scarlet Earth (1)
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The head of the fortress of Litok is full of Samor soldiers, spears like forests. The steel shields polished and polished by the siege troops shone silver in the sun, like a shimmering river surface. The crowds of people wriggle like a swarm of ants, making the defenders’ scalp numb
The lack of energy and the low morale made the Sabines flag regiment defending the fortress almost collapsed at the touch of a touch. After barely resisting for a while, I had to hurriedly withdraw into the inner city of the fortress. Scattered clusters of arrows shot out from the stopper shooting tower, but this was useless to the Samor army holding the siege shield. Many become the target of Samor sniper crossbowmen. Archers keep falling from the arrow tower
"This is definitely more than ten thousand people!" On the wall of the fortress, Marquis Sarbens looked pale, and screamed and squatted down occasionally frightened by arrows. With the support of the guards, his spirit Sarbens, who was about to collapse, almost fainted with soft legs. The commander’s poor performance made the defensive soldiers around him shocked.
Before the Samor army, beside dozens of assembled stone slingers, the soldiers were busy loading crude oil projectiles into the sling frame. More than ten bare-chested and strong slingers had hands. Pulling the winch vigorously, the churning sound of "Ga Ga.", following the team leader's arm,
Hundreds of crude oil projectiles the size of a wine bottle fell on the inner city of the fortress like a goddess scattered flowers. Only a violent rumbling sound was heard, and the originally densely smoky inner city instantly turned into a sea of flames. The bright yellow flame rushes more than ten meters high like a volcanic eruption. The fire of the fortress is the base camp of the noble army ten miles away, and the fiery flames can be clearly seen.
"Damn it! The Samorians are crazy again!" Duke Duéric paced the hall with a dignified face. He has 10,000 people guarded by a strong fortress, while Samor has only 10,000 people. According to the rule, there is no The troops of 60,000 to 80,000 people want to besiege their fortress defenses, which is almost idiotic, but the Samor people are such idiots, and they don't even have a sense of rational motivation.
Early in the morning, the whole army pressed on and put on a posture of wanting to swallow the car. Although I don’t know how many people there are, it may be within this period of time. To create such a big momentum, at least 10,000 people beat Sarbens to crying father and mother,
After Du Aikri felt calm for a while, the mysterious commander appeared again. This fierce style of bullying and attacking like a raging fire seemed to be the characteristic of that guy. As for the previous Samor army’s claim to arrest The commander of the cavalry is obviously just a scapegoat
"Damn lunatic". Duerik was unwilling to curse, calm as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, and the commanding style of the opposing commander's disorderly commanding style made Duerik both appreciative and headache, just like two. When people play chess and game, it is clear that the elephant walks the field. You just want to use the elephant as a chariot, rushing and completely ignoring the rules. No one can stand such an opponent. It's just that this guy hits his own weakness every time. The morale of the noble soldiers has been greatly affected by not rescuing the last time. If you do not rescue now, I am afraid that they will explode.
"Why don't I have such a ferocious and cunning subordinate?" Dueric took a depressed look, and the generals standing below who were arguing about whether to reinforce the fortress could not help but feel discouraged. Several generals who have a good relationship with the Marquis of Bens are shouting at the new commander-in-chief Datuknis who advocates giving up rescue.
"A bunch of rubbish! Every day, apart from worrying about these facial things, there is no fart." Duéric cursed in a low voice, thinking that now a pig knows what to do. "The fortress is burned like that. Go now. What's the use of saving, but a part of the human heart has been lost, so I can stand by and watch Ritok Fortress"
Du Aikeli shook his head, not daring to think about it anymore, it's a dead end! No matter from which aspect, this is an insoluble knot, and the opponent dug a big hole tailored for himself from the beginning. To save is to die, not to save the voyage is to die. The high-tech and strategic vision contained in it makes Dueric feel chilled. Is this time the noble army really wants to go to the severe cold area to drink the north wind?
"Enough, stop arguing!" Duaili shouted with an angrily waved hand, calming down the generals who were still arguing below, and the cold blood-red eyes made the generals feel palpitations,
Everyone knows that Duakri is decisive. But people who are very demeanor do not even blink their eyes when ordering to kill, and when it is time to talk about demeanor, they make people feel like a spring breeze. It is really rare to look like this embarrassing look.
"Now is our most dangerous time. If we don’t want to die, we must hug each other. As we said in the covenant, whether it is danger or glory, whether facing death or the crown, we are all one, I It was decided that the Eighth Banner Regiment of the Marquis of Nunis went to rescue Litok Fortress, and Velaf’s Russian Steel Finn Heavy Cavalry Regiment stationed in the second line of defense. Converged with the Leus Pike Group to strengthen the defense of the Villeris Fortress. The eighth in response to rescue Flag regiment,
Dueirik paused. Eyes swept across the faces of the generals. "We are one. This time the Samorians are coming fiercely. If you don't want to be driven to the cold north to drink the wind, we must work together and use our knight's sword of glory to **** those damned Samor hillbillies. Go!"
"My lord, look, the reinforcements of the noble army are coming!" Caesar Sauron excitedly pointed to a noble army that appeared in the distance, and the fat man stood on the high post of the Samor barracks all in lock and armor. The terrain here is high and you can see far away. As an army commander, you must be able to keep track of the movements of yourself and the enemy at all times. The commander-in-chief is not the Jianshu of combat, the thin notches are mixed with different body clams... Ming, we have to look at the current situation. The fat man recognized himself as the commander in charge of the army, Duluozhou Xiaoge. In the chaotic battle, when considering whether to be slashed by a knife or stabbed by a gun, no matter how powerful the commander was, he could not see the situation on the entire battlefield. /
"Well, it's a pity, I thought Duerick could stabilize the situation, but I still overestimated him." The fat man showed a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, and looked up at the sun in the sky. It was almost noon. I thought The aristocratic army gave up the fortress, who knows it is still here, I think Duakli, who is opposite, has been very unhappy these few hours,
The troops attacking the fortress have already slowed down their offensive, and sent envoys to persuade them in accordance with the regular items. An hour ago, the fortress guardian Marquis Sabens had surrendered, and now it's just doing what it looks like. In accordance with the instructions of the Samor Army, they continued to ignite the beacon for help from the noble army base camp. Every time I urged more quickly.
The fat man turned around and instructed Caesar Sauron and several banner leaders, "Implement the prairie prairie sentence, thirteen. The two armies of the fourteen banner group encircled and ate the support army and ordered Crolithat’s mountains. The Legion, attack the three fortresses at the same time, including Villeris, Safele, and Battical. You tell him that I want to make the flames flying in the sky more dazzling than the sun today. I'm going to ask Duanric to take out all the old things!"
"Yes, my lord" Caesar Sauron and a few banner leaders led the way. The wind tongue crossed the hills, rolling up the yellow leaves, spinning around in the sky, and the fat man grabbed the flying leaves and palms. With a slight force, the dry leaves turned into powder, the fat man laughed in a refreshing mood, and said to the guard behind him, "It's time to give the noble army a fatal blow. Go, go to the light cavalry camp!"
Although most of the Eighth Regiment of the Marquis of Nunis is light infantry, the middle-level officers are all children of the family of the Marquis of Nunis, and they are well equipped. Loyal, reliable, and tenacious, it is a very powerful force in the noble army. It is also because there is such an army that is only loyal to the Nunis family. The Marquis of Nunis has always been the biggest hidden competitor of the noble army, Duaily Ke sent out this strong team, it is not without a bit of killing the chickens and the monkeys
The ability of the Marquis of Nunis to fight against the Marquis of Duacry in the noble army proved that he was not a fool. He knew that he would go to the rescue this time. The superficial meaning is far greater than the actual meaning, in order to obtain a moral commanding height. The Marquis of Nunis is one of the leaders who firmly demanded rescue.
No matter what Duecky decides, the Marquis of Nunis has already won the support of most of the generals. No one wants to be an abandoned member, no one wants to stand alone on the wall to death,
Now is the most unstable period of the noble army. Although the night attack was mainly the responsibility of the Marquis of Sarbens, the reputation of Duecke as the leader was also affected. Some generals He had already started to communicate secretly and was preparing to re-elect the noble leader. At this time, he stood firmly on the side of the generals, and the moment when he stepped forward to lead the throne was not far away.
Receiving the order from the Marquis of Duecke to rescue the Fortress of Litok, Nunis made a positive response while secretly instructing the children of the family below to slow down the army assembly, and drew closer. It took only an hour to come out. I thought that with the cowardly character of Sabines, he would give up the fortress and escape after two hours. I can win the favor of the generals and enjoy it without any damage.
Unexpectedly, after more than an hour, the beacon for the help of Tok Fortress was still burning, and it was getting more and more urgent. The messengers urged by Marquis Duéric came in three batches, and Marquis Nunis finally Take the troops on the road,
It takes only more than 20 miles from the base camp to the fortress of Ritok, although there are three fortress levels in between. It was two hours away, and it was at noon, a thousand elite infantry forwards of the Nunis Banner regiment. I ran out of a mountain pass not far from Litok Fortress
Nunnis rode on a horse, looked up carefully at the Ritok Fortress, which was still burning with heavy smoke, and felt an ominous premonition. The Samorite siege troops were not visible on the fortress, except for the raging flames from the fortress battlements. It popped up, nothing, even the inner city burning beacon for help could not see people~IndoMTL.com~ There was only a lonely nobleman's flag swinging in the thick smoke, like a blackened roast chicken.
"Not good!" shouted the Marquis of Vunis. He waved his hand and screamed at the troops behind him, "Retreat. Retreat quickly. The fortress in front of you is obviously a trap. The cowardly Sarbanes must have surrendered to the Samor Army
A burst of whistling sound broke through the air. Countless black spots were thrown from the distant hillside, forming a dense black cloud. Nunis was pale when he had fought with the Samor army. No longer able to take care of others, he rolled over and lay down on the ground in embarrassment.
This horrible cloud that tore through the sky has appeared in Nunis’ nightmares many times. In the battle outside Kyoto, the Samorians used this powerful crossbow to tear through the defense of the noble army. Half of the Ten Thousand Noble Army fell under the crossbow. It was a weapon of the devil. It was a killing that shouldn't appear in this world. The steel armored knight did not need a piece of paper in front of this powerful weapon.
A crossbow arrow as thick as an arm swept across Nunis’s head with a harsh whistling sound. The strong wind pressure made Nunis feel a tinnitus in his ears, and only heard a scream from a short distance. The two guards dodged Too late, was shot across by a crossbow arrow. The two corpses were taken out like a kebab for a few meters before they fell down. The blood splashed on Nunis's face. Through the blood-stained eyes, he saw the whole land covered with blood red.