Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 102: The beginning of the war
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The "roaring" sound of the trebuchet shocked Locke's eyelids.
If you don't participate in the siege of tens of thousands of people, you can't imagine how magnificent and spectacular the scene is. The stone bullets are flying, the giant crossbows are neighing, and countless arrows are flying above the soldiers. It is not a joke to enjoy the cool under the arrow.
Belonging to the Faustin army, the soldiers of the 3rd Corps of the Eagle Legion have rushed into the attacking distance of Otis City. Although the 3rd Corps has been criticized by the two marquis of the Eagle Legion for their disobedience and combat effectiveness. Mixed. But in today's siege battle, this group of soldiers proved themselves that not all of them were evaluated like the Marquis.
As the defender of the city, the attack range of the guards on Otis, occupying high terrain, is far longer than that of Faustin.
The archers belonging to the soldiers of the Third Corps have not drawn their arrows yet, and the enemy's rain of arrows has fallen.
"Raise the shield! Raise the shield!" Every team leader shouted at his subordinates.
Although the Third Corps ranks the bottom of the four corps of the Eagle Corps, it is after all a corps that has participated in the war for several years. Although it cannot be said to be a hundred warriors, most of them are veterans. , This is not bad.
"Swipe, swipe, swipe." Each soldier raised the shield he carried with him. The direction is left above the top of the head, this direction can just block the arrow that hits his heart and fills the top of the head.
This is the first time Locke has watched from a distance.
The current location of their camp is a position at the junction of the Lion Army and the Eagle Army.
This location is wonderful, not only a slightly steep slope, but also far enough away from the city of Otis. Don't worry that the two fighting parties will get here.
Locke even tried it with a bow and arrow himself, and the arrow shot from here was less than a quarter of the distance to the wall.
I'm afraid that only a big killer like a catapult can have the longest range just reach here.
Locke doesn't worry about their safety at all, because behind him is the gate of the magician camp.
"Princess, His Royal Highness has just issued an order that we need to use one-third of the magical power to suppress the city of Otis." A black-robed magician said, holding a crystal ball in his hand, which looks like To convey and receive information.
"Got it!" Angelina changed her previous dress in front of Locke to attend, but only wore a black leather jacket, showing the princess's rugged Meiman figure.
Unfortunately, the group of magicians here will not appreciate it. In addition to the status and inferiority, the youngest magician here is also over 40 years old.
Although magicians are more powerful than knights of the same rank, their advancement is much more difficult than that of knights.
The worst apprentices who can be drawn to the combined military camp magician force are low-level magic apprentices, and the highest are high-level magic apprentices.
Here Angelina is the lowest and the youngest.
However, no one would disagree with Angelina. Magicians are all casual people. Few people really appreciate the false position of this leader. Besides, Angelina is still a princess.
In addition, the identity of Angelina's mentor also raised enough respect for these magicians.
Forstein's only peak magic apprentice is the identity of Teacher Angelina.
"Master Mumbai, let you lead the first and second magic team to support you." Angelina said politely to an old white beard next to her.
"Okay!" After the old man with white beard replied concisely, he walked out of the camp with more than ten magicians.
In the distance, under the gate of the city of Otis, the leading unit of the 3rd Corps had already approached the gate. The massive arrows and rolling stones made the soldiers of the 3rd Corps pay a lot of lives for every step forward.
"Go up! Go up! Go up!" A squadron leader yelled his men to rush up.
The rolling stones and woods on the wall are thrown down without money. Down with one Faustin soldier after another.
During this time, the city of Otis has accumulated countless arrows and rolling stones. In addition, pots of kerosene burned on one side of the city, just waiting for Faustin soldiers to approach them.
The first batch of the Eagle Corps attacked here was composed of the Third Corps. The original number of the Third Corps of 6,000, plus countless recruits and mercenaries who had just arrived on the front line, the total number soared to nearly 10,000 at this time.
Not only the 3rd Corps, but the other regiments preparing to relay are like this. The new army that the kingdom has suffocated enough energy to re-enlist this time has caused Faustin's population composition to shift greatly.
Currently, there are almost no recruits in Faustan. The desperate attack was to kill Charlo with a single blow.
There were more than 6,000 people in the first batch of the Third Corps who participated in the attack. On average, there were more than 3,000 Faustin soldiers at each gate.
This is still just the force of a corps. What the Marquis de Mammen thought was that as long as the soldiers of the 3rd Corps could lean up and entangle the enemy on the wall, the soldiers of the remaining regiments could get close with a smaller loss.
In the final analysis, the soldiers of the Third Corps were just sacrifices, sacrifices that had to be sacrificed for Faustine's victory.
Outside the tents of the Marquis de Mammen, Faustin's nobles gathered here to make a noise. Most of them are officers of the soldiers of the Third Corps.
"Our battalion is nearly half damaged, why haven't the soldiers come up yet?" shouted a noble viscount with a fat brain. The voice is so loud that the entire command post of the Eagle Legion can hear it.
"Yes, yeah!" A group of other nobles echoed here.
None of them are stupid. The noblemen are not stupid. Their good education level allows these nobles to understand the plan of the military at the moment when the war begins.
This is the first wave of the fiercest defense in Otis City to take their team.
Let them wave the flag and shout and fight Taipingquan. This kind of desperate work should be entrusted to the regular army. This is the thought of all the nobles present.
But it is a pity that they have made trouble until now, and no one from the military department comes out to care for them. The knights and soldiers guarding the periphery of the military department did not know this group of nobles.
The nobles of the Third Corps are mostly small nobles from Faustan. Most of their soldiers are private soldiers in their own territory.
Ordinary soldiers didn't let them in, and the high-ranking officers of the military department ignored them, which made this group of nobles about to explode.
Now on the frontline battlefield, their team and soldiers are dying every second. These soldiers are not only the team that manages the territory, but also the weight for them to share the fruits of victory after the war. How can they be willing to cut it? What about your own meat.
"If you don't let me in, I'll cut you off!" The fat man in the lead said, pointing to a soldier standing in front of him.
The soldier was really unmoved, he looked cold.
"Huh!" This fat nobleman is not joking either. The nobleman has the right to deal with the civilians. He killed the soldier and would pay at most money afterwards.
"Swipe!" The nobleman's long sword had just been pulled out of his waist.
"Swipe! Swipe! Swipe!..." All the soldiers who stood in front of them raised their spears, and the tips of the spears rose slightly. If you look closely, you will find that they are pointing at this nobleman.
"You guys! You are going to rebel!" The fat nobleman screamed like a pig, besides that, the other noblemen also yelled.
Different from the noisy outside, in the camp, the current corps commander of the Third Corps was sitting in the camp of the Marquis of Mammon, drinking tea with shaking hands.
The order to attack was not given by him, but the Marquis de Mammen bypassed him and issued to several deputy commanders of the Third Corps.
The commander of the 3rd Corps is also an earl, but as a nobleman whose territory is far from the royal capital, this earl is a complete local faction.
He didn't dare to disobey the order of the Marquis of Mammon. No one but the king could refuse the order issued by the four marquis of the kingdom.
Due to various factors, this famous nobleman in the Kingdom of Faustan was under house arrest and drinking tea here.
"How's the frontline?" The Marquis de Mammon ignored the noise outside and fixed his eyes on the city of Otis.
"The Third Corps has approached 300 meters near the city gate, but it can't move forward." The herald replied.
"Have you reached the limit," the Marquis de Mammen muttered to himself.
It's not that the soldiers of the 3rd Corps are not strong, but the firepower on Otis is too strong.
An average 10,000 people stationed in front of the city, facing the attack of only 3,000 people from the 3rd Corps, the defense should not be too simple.
What's more, besides ordinary guards, there are...
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" A beam of light vented downward from the gate of Otis City.
Charlotte Kingdom, which is civilized with magical power, finally showed their magical heritage to spies from various countries watching the battle in the dark.
The Magic Cannon has been firing continuously since the soldiers of the 3rd Corps approached the city of Otis for one kilometer.
The pouring of each beam of light represents the demise of at least a ten-man team.
In front of this kind of unstoppable power, except for those who practice vindictiveness, who can dodge at launch with a more keen skill, other soldiers can only pray that this magic power will not knock their heads down. on.
"Charlottes are too desperate." The Marquis of Mammen observed the resistance on the head of Otis. Although the soldiers of the Third Corps suffered heavy losses, the Marquis was smiling at this time.
Yes, this wave is earned, and it's blood.
The Marquis de Mammen is not sure how many magical cannon shells are still in the hands of the Charlottes, but there are not a lot of them without thinking about it. Otherwise, why didn't you see such a big killer on the battlefield before.
Either they are scarce, or they have just been invented. Or is it both?
No matter if the Charlo's defenders didn't work hard, their king stood on the head of the city, and the menacing Faustin soldiers put great pressure on these Charlo's defenders.
So far, the magic crystal shells have been shot at least 30 rounds, close to one-eighth of the reserves.
This war only opened its head.
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