Chapter 705: The Earl Supervising the Battle
..—Master! master! "Ron kept calling Art's name. Seeing that he was still unconscious, he began to pinch his middle part. As soon as he exerted force, Art's chest suddenly rose and he took a deep breath, as if he had just crawled out of hell.
Att opened his eyes wide and looked at the people around him in horror, constantly breathing in the fresh air.
"Master, you finally woke up! I thought..." Ron was so excited that he could hardly speak, and tears kept rolling in his eyes.
Seeing Art making a joke, everyone laughed.
"Quick, help me up!"
Odo and Ron worked together to lift Art up and patted the dust on his body.
"Sir!"
On the other side, seeing that Art was safe and sound, Angus threw away the heavy hammer in his hand and ran over quickly.
"Sir, are you okay?" Angus asked with concern.
"It's okay! They want to kill me, but they don't have the ability yet!" Art patted the dirt on his shoulder and suddenly thought of something.
"Where is the guard who rescued me?" Art asked uneasily.
"Master, there are two!" Ron could not hide his sadness, pointed to the two earl's guards lying on the ground beside him, lowered his head and replied.
Att pushed aside the crowd and walked towards the two loyal guards.
"Sir, the guy on the left~" As soon as Odo opened his mouth, a soreness hit his nose~
After calming down his emotions, Odo continued: "The guy on the left was shot through the head by an arrow and is no longer saved. The guy on the right pushed you off the horse, and used his hands to protect you the moment you landed, using his body as a human shield to separate you from the ground. He remained unconscious until There is only a weak breath left, I'm afraid——"
At took two steps forward, squatted down, put his outstretched right hand on the linen cloth on the body of the dead guard, and sighed heavily~
Then he walked to the other guard and told the accompanying doctor, "Use all means to keep him alive!"
"Yes, sir!"
Matt stood up slowly, glanced at the gap in the city wall, and immediately ordered, "Colin, Weitz, tell each company to speed up!"
"Sergeant major, tell the guys in the radial team behind to prepare their siege equipment. Once all the traps in front are dismantled, rush forward immediately!"
"Yes, sir!"
"The rest, return to their respective fighting positions and prepare to attack the city!"
On the city wall, Terman, whose left shoulder was cut open by a stone, endured the severe pain and asked the medical officer to bandage his wound.
Happily with this body armor, Terman was not seriously injured. Apart from some scratches on his face and hands, he was still able to move freely.
Wiping the blood on his face, Terman slowly looked at his confidant Rhodes who was lying in a pool of blood, and felt a trace of pity in his heart.
If he hadn’t been pushed by this loyal subordinate who had been with him for many years, he might not have escaped death.
Terman’s Adam’s apple squirmed, and he stared motionlessly at the ashen-faced Rhodes, clenching his fists, Silently chanting, "I will definitely avenge you!"
The medical officer tightened the last bandage and said to Terman: "Your Majesty, it's all done~"
Terman waved his hand to signal the medical officer to retreat. Then he stood up slowly, walked to Rhodes' body, and ordered his bodyguards, "Send Sir Rhodes's body to the inner castle, and let the priest see him off after the war is over."
Terman watched several people leave.
"It's not good, Lord Count!" The soldiers at the crenel suddenly turned around and reported to Terman, "All the traps on the outside have been dismantled, and they will attack soon!
Ignoring the pain, Terman limped to the edge of the city wall and began to organize the soldiers to resist the enemy.
"Archers!" Terman roared.
The orderer took three steps and two steps at a time, and ran quickly towards the bottom of the city tower. At this time, on the other side of the trench more than 200 steps outside the city, the soldiers of the Welsh Army were blocked by this wide trench and could not advance even half a step for a while.
Behind them, the soldiers of the Radiation and Heavy Corps had already brought hundreds of laborers and miscellaneous soldiers, and under the cover of the shield-bearing soldiers, they pulled the carriage step by step towards the trench - "Quick, come and help, move all these things over!" Acting Minister of Radiation and Heavy Industry Bob, who was following the carriage, called to the soldiers around him to hurry over and carry the supplies on the carriage.
When the tarpaulin covering it was lifted, pieces of thick wooden boards were exposed, and the edges of the carriage were dripping with water seeping from the wooden boards.
Looking at the water droplets on the ground, a soldier reached up and touched it curiously, and asked: "Sir Bob, why are these logs wet?"
"Stop talking nonsense and move it quickly!" Bob ignored the sweat on his forehead and scolded several soldiers, changing his friendly image from the past.
A few people had no choice but to step forward and work together to drag the wet heavy wooden boards off the carriage.
"Hurry, put the planks up!"
At the edge of the trench, Hans, the captain of the third company, held a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, commanding his soldiers to start building a bridge. The moment he headed towards the city wall, an armor-piercing heavy arrow flew straight towards him. "Raise your shield!"
As soon as Hans finished speaking, a dense rain of arrows continued to fly towards the edge of the trench.
Because of too much haste, the newly erected planks fell down again while the soldiers were scrambling to avoid the arrows. Three soldiers were hit by arrows in the legs, and another unlucky guy was hit in the calf by a heavy wooden board. He kept rolling and screaming on the ground.
"Quick, lift it up! The rest of the people, surround all the shields and cover the men who are building the bridge. Quick!" Hans ordered while inserting his sword into Cambridge, using his free hand to pick up another shield that had fallen on the ground and walked forward, holding it behind the other soldiers.
One or two ~ one or two!
As rhythmic shouting came, five or six soldiers stood together again to lift the plank step by step and send it to the edge of the trench.
"Quick, put it here!" Hans directed the soldiers to place one end of the plank on the edge of the trench. "push!"
With the sound of "boom", a large amount of dust rose up on the other side of the board.
Hans took a breath and continued: "Did you see them all? Put up all the other planks in this way!" All the boards fit together perfectly, one next to the other.
Looking at the completed bridge, Hans glanced at the Lombard soldiers on the city wall through the gap between the shields, and immediately said to the soldiers beside him: "Immediately report to your lord, the bridge has been built, and the third company is ready to attack the city!"
"Yes, company captain!"
On the other side, Art, who learned the news, immediately ordered the attack to begin.
So, thousands of soldiers from the Welsh Army carried ladders and pushed battering rams, roaring all the way towards the city wall~
"Archers! Fire arrows!"
On the wall of Solonborg, seeing the Bregandians approaching step by step, Terman immediately ordered the archers to light the kerosene filling the trenches. This is used to block the enemy's offensive.
"Let go!"
Following the commander's order, hundreds of ignited arrows flew towards the trench. The moment the open flame came into contact with the kerosene, bursts of explosive flames suddenly rose from the trench, immediately igniting the coarse linen clothes of the soldiers standing on the edge of the bridge.
"Ah, help! Help me quickly~"
On the bridge, the soldiers who were on fire kept beating the flames on their bodies. In the panic, many people accidentally rolled into the trench burning with raging fire, screaming at the top of their lungs.
As a burst of mourning came, the soldiers who had not yet crossed the bridge felt fear. They stood at the bridge and watched, not daring to take another step forward.
"What are you doing in a daze, rush over!"
Just when the soldiers standing at the edge of the trench were panicking, a man suddenly rushed out of the crowd, raised his sword and shield, and rushed to the bridge despite the fire!
"Bury, be careful!"
Behind him, Hans shouted with concern.
"Don't worry, you won't die!" Berry said, stepping onto the bridge, lowering his body, and quickly rushed to the other side.
With the leader in the lead, other soldiers imitated the flag captain who dared to fight and charge, roaring and rushing towards the opposite side.
One ~ two ~ three.··—
Seeing more and more enemy troops rushing over despite the fire, Terman, who originally thought that the fire outside the city could stop them for a while, became a little panicked. These Burgundians were more desperate than he imagined.
Looking at the enemy troops approaching the city wall step by step, he immediately ordered everyone to start counterattack.
For a time, densely packed arrows and dozens of pounds of stones were flying toward the Welsh Legion soldiers scattered in all directions... -
"Sir, be careful!"
Seeing a large number of stones suddenly appeared in the sky above Sauronburg, Angus hurriedly pushed Art aside, for fear of another accident.
"Sergeant major, don't worry about me! Immediately give me the order to throw all the stones out to cover the siege troops!"
"Yes, sir!" Angus immediately turned around and walked towards the rear.
"Ron, tell Matthew, bring the military law team to press me up. Anyone who escapes before the battle will be killed on the spot!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Guards!" Art shouted.
Come with me to the north wall and participate in the siege!
Matt interrupted Odo with his hand, "You are right, this is indeed too risky. But this battle is different from the past. The difficulty of conquering Sauron Castle is higher than any previous city. I must command on the spot. In addition, I personally supervise the battle behind the soldiers. This will not only improve their morale, but also stimulate their combat effectiveness!"
"But~"
"Don't worry, I'll be fine, I'll leave this to you~" Art smiled and patted Odo's arm, then got on his horse.
Looking at the battlefield that was already filled with smoke, Art shouted: "Guards, kill me!"
"Kill!"