Chapter 703 A battle of life and death
This is exactly what Terman needs now,
In order to make the earl of the people shouting outside the city the target of public criticism, Terman continued to fan the flames~
"Do you think I will believe those lies you said? As far as I know, you started from the rock. They marched all the way south, burning, killing, and looting, and committed all kinds of evil! Even the Lombard soldiers who laid down their weapons and opened the city gates to surrender were punished as war slaves, beaten and scolded all day long, and their lives were worse than pigs and dogs! "
After hearing what Terman said, these Lombard soldiers who had never been on the battlefield were convinced.
"Warriors of Lombardy, are you willing to be used as slaves in a cage by these bastards?"
“I don’t want to!” The soldiers guarding the city were excited.
"Do you want your land and wealth to be taken away by these bastards?" Terman drew his sword and raised it high.
Not willing! ”
Under Terman’s instigation again and again, the originally timid and lax military discipline of the Sauronborg garrison suddenly burst into bloody courage.
Beating the swords, axes and hammers in their hands, they showed their attitude to the thousands of enemy troops outside the city.
Turman closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and raised his head. The voice of the two thousand troops fighting to the death over Sauronburg lingered in his mind...——
Outside the city wall, Odo turned the reins, lightly kicked the horse's belly, and quickly retreated towards the rear camp with the remaining guards.
Persuasion to surrender ended in failure.
At the edge of the wheat field, Art, who stood not far away and watched, was not surprised when he heard the determination of the Solonborg defenders to resist the enemy.
Hyph As early as when the soldiers who followed Odo to persuade them to surrender returned with arrow wounds, Art already knew the stubborn attitude of these Lombards.
After all, Solenberg is the last resort of the Lombard court. Coupled with the strong fortifications of the castle, these soldiers serving Duke Witote will fight desperately no matter what.
In the face of land, wealth, honor and life and death, they chose the former without hesitation.
Looking at the shouting Lombard soldiers on the wall of Soronborg, a cold light flashed through Art's eyes, and murderous intent gradually arose not far away. Odo dismounted and ran straight towards Art, with a look of disappointment on his face.
"Sir~"
At said calmly, "I've seen it all. I can't blame you. Since they have decided to fight, I will help them!"
When they heard what Art said, Angus, Ron and others, who were standing behind him and could not hold back, looked at each other and smiled.
“Send orders to the entire army to prepare to attack the city!”
At this moment, Art is determined to use force to regain the family territory, avenge his father, and restore the honor of the Wells family that has been lost for many years.
loguephlog >> partiesdie inph in the sun slanted on the spire of the church in Solonborg , a long blast of horns sounded from the sky over the wheat fields -
The warning a moment ago has now become a signal for attack.
The Southern Expedition army once again prepared and lined up in a battle formation.
In the center of the front of the military formation, Art's maroon war horse kept fidgeting with its front hooves, waiting for the master's order.
Behind Art, the Earl's guard was in full formation. Odo and Angus, deputy commanders of the Welsh Legion, stood on horseback holding swords and lined up on both sides. The remaining company flag-level officers sit in front of their respective teams, waiting for military orders.
To the west, Comor, the commander of the Palace Guards, and James, the deputy commander, took the lead, with the other high-ranking officers behind to hold the battle. More than a thousand soldiers held swords in their hands, glaring forward, ready to charge into battle at any time~
Tranquility, deathly tranquility-
Whether it was the defenders of Solonborg or the thousands of siege troops outside the city, both sides fell into silence at this moment-"
For Art, the commander of the southern expedition, this battle was a battle to regain his family's territory, wash away the family's shame, and restore the family's honor. From Nanguan Army Fort, Santia City to Lavati, Art led the forces he had cultivated over the years and trampled under his feet all those who tried to stop him from north to south, including Walder Burley, Von Bilen and the Duke of Lombardy.
Thousands of Lombard troops who resisted Wales's army died or surrendered in the remaining months, and they all became the grave goods of the Earl of Northland on his road to revenge.
Now, Sauronburg is right in front of us. This territory that once belonged to the Wells family has gone through several wars, but still stands intact on the empty plains of central Lombardy.
Looking at his former home, Art has never been more eager to take him back to the city walls of Sauronburg with his own hands than now. For Terman, the leader of the Lombard court and the supreme commander stationed at Sauronburg, this battle is the ultimate battle for him to resist foreign enemies, defend his territory, and prove his worth to the Duke of Lombardy.
If Terman wins this battle, he will be able to take off his hat as an empty count and become the hero who saves Lombardy. From then on, he will reach the pinnacle of his life. If he fails, he will repeat the mistakes of Ward Burley and von Bueren and become a sinner in the history of Lombardy.
Faced with this dilemma, Terman decided not to leave any escape route, but to fight the Battle of Solenberg with all his might - winning or losing, or life and death!
The Southern Expedition Army's position was right in front and in the center. Art raised his hand and raised his eyebrows, glancing at the sun that had just slipped off the church spire, and then turned to wink at Odo~
"Yes, my lord!"
Odo turned the reins and walked in the direction of the Palace Guards~
This was the signal for the army to start attacking.
After Odo conveyed Art's military order to Comor, the commander of the army at the front, the large group of Guards Corps broke away from the team, bypassed the Sauron Castle in front of them, and ran straight towards the two garrison camps along the wheat field in the west——
According to Art's deployment, the three thousand troops of the Welsh Army were responsible for the main task of capturing Sauron Castle. More than a thousand troops of the Palace Guards served as auxiliary forces to contain the two camps at the back of Sorrenborg, which were at the corner of each other, to prevent flank attacks when the army attacked the city.
In addition to taking into account the tight defense of Sauron Castle, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, the number of garrison troops inside is more than twice that of the Palace Guards Corps. The Guards Corps does not have an advantage in terms of numbers.
In addition, Art's men are more familiar with the internal structure and defensive characteristics of Soronborg, and the task of attacking the fort is more suitable for his men.
The last point is what Art cares about the most. That is the countless amounts of food and grass, weapons and armor, and a large amount of gold and silver and other valuables in Sauron Castle.
As the last solid line of defense for the Lombard court, its importance is self-evident.
For this reason, Duke Witote ordered hundreds of carriages of supplies and materials to be transported here to provide guarantee for the long-term operations of the Sauronborg garrison.
In addition, when the Soronborg garrison took over here, they confiscated all the gold and silver belongings of the wealthy merchants and nobles in the city on the far-fetched reason that the Lombards should contribute to resisting foreign enemies. They were all driven out of Solonborg, and the mansion was requisitioned to serve as barracks for officers and soldiers and a warehouse for storing important supplies.
Solenberg was a territory occupied by Walder Burley. After many years of his painstaking management, business here flourished, merchants and nobles gathered here, and huge wealth was accumulated.
Nowadays, almost all the money was gathered together by Terman's orders and sealed in a secret room in the lord's hall of the inner castle of Solonborg.
As for how Art knew, I'm afraid Terman will never understand it until his death.
With such a big piece of fat, Art would naturally put it in his pocket.
Although Comor, as the commander of the Palace Guards, also knew that entering Soronborg first could capture a large amount of gold and silver, but as the commander-in-chief of the Southern Expedition, Att could not disobey military orders.
However, Art promised him that all the things captured from the two garrison camps outside the fort would belong to the Guards Corps, and Art would not distribute them separately.
Although the quantity is difficult to compare with the money in Sauron Castle, the weapons and armor that can equip more than 800 people and the food and grass supplies that can satisfy these people for several months are enough to fill the stomachs of the palace guards.
For Comer, this trip was definitely not in vain.
Watching the men and horses of the Palace Guards marching slowly southward, Art turned his horse's head to face the three thousand men of the Welsh Army.
“Warriors of the Wells Legion!” Art shouted loudly, his horse moving back and forth in front of the array.
The sound of the armor on his body echoed in the sky above the array, and it was fierce~
Ater drew out the stainless steel knight sword at his waist and pointed at Sauron Castle standing majestically in the wilderness behind him. Roared: "Look directly in front of you!"
Everyone followed the order and stared angrily ahead.
"This is the inherent territory of my Wells family. Previously, his name was not Sauronburg, but named after the surname of my Wells family~" Art's mood was already starting to get a little excited.
"For many years, I have lived in anonymity, avoiding the pursuit of the Lombard court and the persecution of the corrupt and degenerate church. From the moment my father Wood Wells died with hatred, I secretly swore that one day, I will take back everything that belongs to my Wells family!"
Art swung the knight sword in his hand upwards vigorously, drawing an arc and pointing straight to the sky.
At this time, he vented all the anger that had been accumulated in his heart for many years. His dilated pupils were filled with hatred and anger, and his twisted expression was intimidating.
On the side, Odo, Angus, Ron and others were even more affected by Art's words of revenge. They gritted their teeth and were filled with anger. "Now, I ask you in the name of the Earl of Wales! If your home is occupied by the enemy and your relatives are persecuted to death, what will you do?"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The shouts of thousands of troops intertwined with the beating of swords, axes and hammers. At this earth-shaking moment, everyone's hearts were ignited by the flames of Art's revenge, and this raging anger would be vented on the Lombards hiding in Sauron Castle during the siege that was about to begin.
Matt took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, frowned, his eyes widened with anger, and the stainless steel knight sword in his hand creaked.
"Kill me!!!"
At roared, he immediately turned around and pointed his sword at Sauronburg!
This battle of life and death has officially begun.