Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece Chapter 113: Fortress attack and defense (continued)

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80 meters...70 meters...60 meters...The closer you are to the wooden wall, the stronger the attack will be. The number of slaves is decreasing, and most of them are already lying on the grass as stepping stones.

The fear of death caused several slaves to throw away their sacks and rush forward. Pointed stakes, meat hooks... pierced their legs with blood and blood. They screamed, but refused to stop their staggering steps: "Ah!...Ah!...I...I'm Greece People!...I’m a Greek!!!..."

The heart-piercing shouts stunned the soldiers on the wall, and they all looked at Spitt with pleading eyes.

Seeing this scene, Spitt also hesitated.

At this moment, more than a dozen Bruti fighters, upon receiving the command of the leader, rushed out of the array, stepped on the sacks on the ground, and threw javelins at the slaves who were blocked by the deer and unable to advance.

The screams made by the Greek slaves before their deaths made Spite a ruthless decision. He screamed: "Continue to shoot arrows!"

Countless arrows with sadness and anger continued to fall...Finally, the few slaves and Brutis remaining in the range were almost completely swept away.

Although these slaves were almost naked and unprotected, two thousand people were killed or injured in the trap area within a short period of time, and even the trench in front of the wooden wall did not reach, leaving the leader of the Bruti. They all took a breath.

"Lord Pi'anlun, look..." Bogam looked at Pi'anlun hesitantly.

"Send other tribal warriors to continue filling in the traps, and we are about to get down to the city!" The hostile Pi'anlun said in a cold and firm tone. He has come this far, and he will try the enemy anyway. The strength will never retreat easily.

Thousands of Bruti warriors in pairs, holding a shield in one hand and a sack in the other, began to march toward the wall in a very loose formation.

Zspit very much hopes that the enemy's advancing speed will be slower, so that his soldiers' sore arms will have more time to recover.

"Let's release the arrow!" He waved his arm down again.

The Bruti fighters obviously have more combat experience than the slaves. Seeing the arrows covering the sky, they immediately stopped advancing, squatted down, shrank into a ball, shielded the whole body with a shield, and the arrows hit them like raindrops. Coming down, amid the impact of "Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!...", the soldiers' screams were obviously much smaller than before. But when they advanced to more than 30 meters away from the city wall, the barriers set up here made them stay in place. Not only archers but also javelins joined the battle on the wooden wall. All of a sudden, javelins and arrows poured down. The casualties of Luti soldiers increased sharply, and they collapsed.

"Big Chief!" Even Petaru couldn't help it now.

"Tack again!" Pi Anlun hardened his heart and ordered: "Elder Petaru, you lead 4000 soldiers to attack the north wall! Elder Bogam, you attack the south! Elder Nikuru, you lead the people. Take the middle road! Don’t worry, follow the previous plan, clear the obstacles on the road, fill the trenches, and then start the siege..."

The soldiers on the wooden wall cheered the Bruti's defeat, but it didn't take long for the enemy to attack again. This time, they were divided into small groups of dozens of people, densely grouped together, with a few wooden shields as big as door panels topped on the front.

The road extending from the city gate is the only one that has no traps. It is a passage reserved by the Third Army. At this time, there were also Bruti fighters pushing a wooden cart, loaded with sacks full of soil, and forcing them towards the city gate.

Experienced Spitt knows that when the enemy is tightly guarded, blindly shooting arrows will only waste arrows and consume energy, but will not be effective. Therefore, he prohibited the soldiers from shooting in waves, and waited for the enemy to leave the large wooden shield before firing.

But the wooden cart in the middle road is always the focus of the attack by the Dionian light infantry. The distance of 100 meters makes the Bruti soldiers on the cart lie all the way, but Nikuru's angry roar urges the frightened cloth. The Luti warrior, walking forward with the cart, finally reached the trench with difficulty, preparing to pour the sacks piled like a hill on the wooden cart into the trench.

"Oil tank!" Spitt yelled calmly. A dozen slingers lifted up the olive oil tanks temporarily collected from the city of Bisignia, as if they were throwing stones at ordinary times, struggling to make them accurate. Throwing towards the wooden cart in front of the trench, the clay pot was broken and the oil splashed, and the wooden cart was quickly turned into a petrol cart.

"Rocket!" At the same time Spite ordered, he shot a rocket himself.

As soon as five or six rockets hit the wooden cart, it quickly ignited flames, and several Bruti fighters who were on the cart were also affected. They were on fire all over and rolled around in panic.

"Stupid! Quick! Push down! Push down the car!!" Nikulu looked at the situation urgently, roared, threw his shield, and risked being shot, pushing away the hesitant soldier in front of him. He rushed forward, ignoring the burning flames, holding the handlebars with both hands, and pushing forward with all his strength.

Bruti fighters rushed to his side under his inspiration.

The wooden cart is burning, and the javelins and arrows are shooting together.

Under the leadership of Nikuru, the Bruti warriors desperately pushed the carts, and only heard the sound of "boom". The whole wooden cart overturned in the trench. The sack inside covered the trench with a depth of three meters and a width of three meters. Filling a half-full and pressing down the criss-crossing sharp wooden stakes in the ditch, the Bruti Warriors could step on the sacks in the ditch and step onto the opposite side of the ditch in just one big step.

When the soldiers were grateful for their success, Nikuru had already fallen into a pool of blood with two javelins...

Nikuru is dead! When Pi Anlun heard the news, a feeling of sadness came to his heart. Although his relationship with Nikulu was only average, his lips were dead and his teeth were cold...

At this time, after paying a lot of money, the Bruti soldiers approached the side of the trench and began to throw sacks into it.

Pi Anlun finally gave the order: "The whole army siege the city!"

The ten thousand soldiers were divided into two groups, carrying a long ladder, and carrying a wood, and began to approach the city wall.

Just as the Bruti sounded the offensive horn, the Dionian also sounded the general horn, and the soldiers of the first and second brigade began to go up to the city.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the Dionian soldiers changing their guards in the city, the Bruti soldiers stepped on the corpses of their companions and rushed into the trench. The soldiers of the 3rd Legion immediately threw out a intensive rain of javelins and were shot. The Bruti warrior fell directly into the ditch...

The Bruti soldier who reached under the wooden wall looked up and cried secretly. Originally built by the Dionians. Numerous sharp woods protruded obliquely from the bottom of the wooden wall, making it impossible for the long ladder to lean directly on it. Even if the soldiers climbed to the top of the long ladder, there was still a short distance from the wooden wall, which undoubtedly increased the difficulty of attacking the city.

The Bruti warrior had just gotten distracted, and a stone fell vertically, hitting his head.

"Good smashed!" Kleilu patted the Visignian warrior who had done meritorious service, and shouted: "Clan people, kill me fiercely, don't let a Cosenza person go back alive!"

The battle was going on fiercely. The Dionian soldiers and Bisignian soldiers threw javelins, stoned them, stabbed them with spears, pushed with forks, slashed with sabers... city.

In addition to using long ladder ants to siege the city, the Bruti also used wood to hit the city. A group of more than a dozen soldiers holding a huge log, under the cover of Bruti Javelin, not only hit the city gate, they also hit the wooden wall. Because Pi Anlun and the others thought that although the Dionians had built a wooden wall in such a short time, it could not be very strong.

In fact, it is true. The wooden wall built by the Dionian soldiers is a double-layer wooden fence, filled with the soil taken out when the trench was dug in the middle, and then covered with wooden boards to form a walkway on the wall. However, due to time constraints, the soil in the middle was not completely compacted, and the wooden fence was not carefully reinforced.

After discovering the enemy's attempt, Dracos had to separate some of his troops and concentrate on attacking these "dare to death" fighters who lacked protection.

However, Pi Anlun is not the only two ways of siege.

"Captain, look at the fire soon!" The soldier reminded Adrianx loudly. He looked down hurriedly, and saw that the bottom of a wooden wall was already burning, and there were several Bruti soldiers next to him. Carrying a clay pot is pouring oil on the wall, the fire is getting stronger.

"Hurry up and shoot that person!" While adrianx commanded the soldiers to throw the javelin, he also shouted anxiously: "Pour the sand down! Pour down!..."

Due to time constraints and lack of combat equipment, the wooden walls have not yet been fireproofed, such as painting. Fortunately, when Dracos was discussing how to defend the fortress with the captains, he considered this problem and placed a cloth bag full of soil on the wooden wall walkway.

The fire was finally extinguished, but Adriax's expression remained serious. He reminded the team officers and soldiers to pay close attention to any enemies carrying clay pots and oil bags in the city, and make every effort not to let them get close to the wooden wall.

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The siege was **** and cruel. Pi Anlun was heartbroken every time he saw the long ladder being pulled down and the soldiers falling from the front of the city, but as the commander-in-chief of the whole army, he had to pay attention As the battle progressed, he moved forward again and again, just to see more clearly, and finally walked to the edge of the trap area.

Perhaps the corpse in one place made the hip horse feel uneasy. It slapped its nose and kept digging the dirt on the ground with its front hoofs.

Pianlun did not expect that the Dionians would not only build a relatively complete fortress defense system in just three days, but the soldiers' experience and strength in defending the city were not weak.

Seeing Bruti fighters struggling and groaning under the wall, Pi Allen’s confidence is gradually weakening...

Compared with the wooden wall in the northern section, which is tightly defensive, well-coordinated, and prohibited by orders, the southern section, which is in charge of Bisignia fighters, lasted for an hour due to inconsistent command, weaker combat effectiveness, and weak fighting spirit. After that, Bruti warriors began to climb to the top of the city.