Chapter 719 Bloody Thunder
The gaps in the masonry of the city wall on the west side of Sauron Castle have been soaked with blood. Klaus's heavy armored infantry company used a shield wall to resist the crazy counterattack of the Lombard soldiers. The vision under the bucket helmet was blurred by sweat and blood, but Klaus could still hear the heart-rending roar of Colin, the captain of the first company behind him: "You must hold on!"
Before he could finish his words, a short spear suddenly passed through the side of his shoulder armor and pierced the throat of the soldier beside him.
Colin turned around and raised his sword and swung it at the head of the Lombard soldier. The sword was suddenly caught by the barrel helmet on the enemy soldier's head. Weitz immediately threw the dagger from his waist to make a rescue. The moment the flying knife pierced the enemy soldier's eye socket, Colin took the opportunity to take three steps forward, using the edge of his sword to pick apart the opponent's mail from bottom to top.
"I owe you a glass of ale!" Colin wiped the blood from his face, pulled out his dagger and stabbed another Lombard soldier in the eye socket.
Looking at the three gaps on the sword blade, the giant man simply grabbed the enemy soldier's iron neck guard and used it as a weapon. "First Company! Come closer to me!"
Colin grabbed half of the body and smashed open the two defenders. Only when his back hit the arrow stack hard did he realize that he was surrounded.
Weitz's second company tried to break through and respond, but was blocked by three lines of Lombard soldiers who suddenly rushed over.
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Weitz shouted and led six soldiers into the middle of the Lombard soldiers in front of him. His long sword pierced the armpit armor of the three Lombard soldiers at a tricky angle, and a gap suddenly appeared in front of him. With their brute strength, Weitz and the others knocked over the Lombard soldiers on both sides and ran in the direction of Colin~
While Ron's footsteps were still echoing in the corridor, the Welsh Legion soldiers on the city wall were using their last strength to maintain their line~
After a bloody battle, Klaus's buckler had been broken into three pieces. He simply held half of the remaining shield in each hand, biting the ear of a Lombard soldier and tearing it apart like a wild beast. Weitz's long sword was bent due to excessive cutting, and he was slamming the enemy soldier's temple with the weighted ball at the end of the sword hilt. Colin's left mail sleeve had completely fallen off, and there were three broken arrows stuck in his exposed arm, but he was still pushing forward using enemy corpses as human shields~
Every crenel is a life-and-death struggle. The soldier of the first company on the left wing dug out the enemy's eyeballs with a short sword~
The captain of the second company in the middle cut off the opponent's short spear and stabbed it diagonally towards the Lombard soldier's ear~
· The heavy armored infantry on the right wing sang unknown songs and brandished heavy fists to hit the Lombards who were rushing towards them like hungry wolves. A moment later, Ronlai had already led his troops to the secret door on the inside of the city wall and leaned against the shadow on the inside of the city wall. Listening to the sounds of fighting coming from outside, Ron's nails almost dug into his palms, and cold juice was already oozing from the back of his neck. Sixty soldiers of the Welsh Legion behind him clung to the secret door of the city wall. Twenty cast-iron bombs were hidden under the Lombard robes covered by the grenadiers' armor.
Ron raised his head and glanced at the Lombard archer who was delivering arrows to the city wall thirty steps away, rubbing his fingers repeatedly on the flint.
When the fifth Lombard soldier passed the entrance to the city wall corridor carrying a wooden box full of arrows, Ron suddenly pulled off his robe, revealing the cold light of the lining of the mail. Opening the oak door with one foot, he said to Rogge: "Light it up!"
Rogge, the captain of the grenadier company who was following Ron, lit the fuse of the bomb in his hand and immediately threw it out. The cast-iron bomb traced an arc with hissing sparks and accurately fell into the pile of wooden boxes in the enemy's archery position.
Boom!
The first blast tore through the din of the battlefield~
The Lombard soldiers who were carrying arrows only felt vibrations coming from the soles of their feet, and were immediately overturned by the air waves. The cast iron fragments were shot in a fan shape. As soon as a veteran with a mustache turned his head, half of his cheek was sliced off by an iron thorn, exposing the dense white bones; another young soldier's mail armor was pressed into the chest by the shock wave, and the blood sprayed from his mouth was mixed with heart and lung fragments. The wooden box at the center of the explosion suddenly burst into flames. The stored tallow rockets were ignited and then flew around, wrapping more than a dozen archers in the fireball.
"Devil! This is the fire of hell!" The Lombard flag bearer with a charred face threw away the burning heraldic flag, only to see that the second bomb had rolled down to the feet of the Lombard heavy armored infantry who were advancing step by step towards Klaus and others. When the cast iron shell cracked in the high temperature, the chainmail armor of more than thirty heavily armored soldiers became a death trap - the splashing molten iron flowed into the inner lining along the gaps in the iron rings, making them tear the armor frantically. A soldier's eyeballs exploded in the high temperature, but his hands were still holding on to the red-hot breastplate until his knuckles were carbonized and fell off. When the first cast-iron bomb thrown by Rogge exploded on the west wall, the stern-faced Grenadier Company Captain was snatching the second bomb out of the full moon arc. The moment the cast-iron sphere smashed into the arrow stack, the bodies of thirty Lombard archers were torn apart like rags by the air waves, and the broken bones embedded themselves into the stone wall with a crackling sound like a rainstorm.
Klaus on the city wall suddenly felt the pressure drop suddenly, and the heavy armored infantry immediately sensed a turning point. There was a strange commotion in the originally airtight Lombard spear formation, and the faces of the soldiers in the back row were twisted into a horrified mass in the firelight. He took the opportunity to jam the round shield into the gap in the enemy's formation, and stabbed the short spear continuously like a poisonous snake. The three enemies fell down holding their throats spurting blood.
"Advance! Spread out the shield wall and form a wedge formation!" He roared and led the charge. The heavy armored infantry immediately changed into a three-person battle formation during training, cutting the chaotic enemy into pieces.
At this time, under the arrow tower at the northwest corner of the city wall, the left sleeve of Colin, the captain of the first company, was torn by the hook and sickle, and veins popped out on his exposed forearm. He raised his long sword to cut through the thick smoke, and led twenty soldiers to rush in through the gap, picking out the burned defenders to replenish their wounds. The sound of the sword blade digging into the gap under the armpit of the mail was like the sound of death's abacus.
"Weitz! Lead your men closer to Klaus and the others!" He shouted at the company captain Weitz, who was twenty steps away, and smashed the enemy soldier's nose with the weighted ball at the end of the sword hilt.
Weitz responded immediately after hearing this, leading sixteen soldiers into the corner of the stone steps and approaching the heavy armored infantry company again"
"Blow the horn!"
When the second sound of thunder came, Art hurriedly gave orders to the soldiers behind him.
Du~
Du～
Du～
After three horn blasts, the general attack began.
Under the city wall, Jason, the captain of the crossbow company, was standing on top of the remains of the city climbing tower. As a hunter, he narrowed his left eye and accurately passed the three-edged armor-piercing arrow through the gap between the crenellations, nailing the Lombard soldiers who were about to throw rolling stones to the wall bricks.
『Change to burning arrows! "He roared and tore open the skin bag, and twenty arrows wrapped in oilcloth immediately ignited. As the bowstring buzzed, three lines of fire crossed the battlefield, igniting the kerosene barrels hidden by the Lombards on the inside of the city wall. Suddenly, the city wall burst into flames and black smoke rose into the sky with screams. Five archers turned into fireballs and jumped out of the window. One of them hit a Lombard on the head~
"The shield wall spreads! The wedge formation advances!" Colin, the captain of the first company, roared over the sound of the explosion. The giant man's long sword had cut three gaps, and his braid was condensed into hard strips with blood. He sideways avoided the incoming tomahawk, and the weighted ball on the sword hilt smashed the opponent's Adam's apple, and pierced the eye socket of the enemy soldier coming from the right with his backhand.
Twenty steps away, Weitz, the captain of the second company, was standing there. Caught in a three-sided attack. His long sword accurately deflected the spear tip that pierced his ribs. He suddenly turned and squatted down, and the sword blade drew a half-moon arc from bottom to top - the knees of two Lombard soldiers spurted blood at the same time. This was the "Kama Weasel Slash" taught by Art, a vicious move that specializes in the lower limbs.
"Colin! Right front!" Weitz suddenly shouted.
Colin understood immediately and led three soldiers towards the arrow stack on the right. The Lombard soldiers who were pushed to the edge stepped on the air in panic, screamed and fell off the city wall, landing right in front of Jason's crossbow array.
Jason loosened his bow string under the city wall, and the triangular arrow penetrated the leather armor of the fallen soldier and dealt a fatal blow.
On the north wall, Sir David's bronze visor glowed moss-colored in the firelight. The knight with half his face burned raised his sword, and two hundred guards immediately divided into three groups and rushed towards the city wall. When flag captain Rigg climbed to the top of the city with forty soldiers, the defenders at the north gate were busy pouring boiling oil on the ladders.
"Wake up the bastards!" Rigg roared, and immediately threw a bomb.
Boom!
The air wave of the explosion overturned three giant crossbows guarding the city, and pinned seven or eight surrounding soldiers underneath them. They twitched a few times and then stopped moving.
Just as the city guarding officer was about to organize a counterattack, David's sword had already penetrated his collarbone. Then he jumped up to the wall in one stride and wiped the throats of the wounded soldiers lying on the ground one by one... On the other side, a Lombard soldier had his lower body pressed down by a collapsed stone and was breathing heavily. Rigg took two steps forward, raised the corners of his mouth, and inserted the torch into this guy's open mouth. "Don't worry, roast slowly."
Facing the east city wall, flag captain Berry spit out the gravel in his mouth, pulled out the arrow feathers stuck in his mail, and grinned, "This thing is so powerful, I almost sent myself away~"
When he led forty people to the back of the arrow tower, he encountered Baron O'Dowd's peasant soldiers who were knocked back by rolling stones. "Get out of the way!" Bury ignited the two bombs and rolled them along the edge of the city wall behind the Lombard soldiers. The moment the masonry cracked, the broken limbs of the unsuspecting defenders flew everywhere, and bright red blood spread all over the wall.
After getting a chance to breathe, Wall Company immediately launched another attack Climbing up the ladder and climbing towards the south city gate, the leader of the reserve group, Obote, licked his cracked lips and stared at the seams of the city gate's iron hinges. "Fire oil cans were thrown!"
In one moment, more than twenty clay pots were thrown by the trebuchet against the iron door panels, and the bursting kerosene covered the entire city gate. As the flaming arrows shot towards the city gate at high speed, flames instantly rose into the sky.
When the seventh wave of bombardment opened up the cracks, Obote suddenly raised his mining pick: "Enter the excavation team!"
Three hundred soldiers with rock drilling tools rushed to the crack of the door, and they used the "crab claw wedge" designed by Art to block the door shaft. The moment the cast iron door began to tilt with the sound of rattling, the boiling oil poured by the defenders happened to pour on the iron wedge, and the hot air wave actually fueled the fire.
When Obote took the lead in retreating, molten door nails were still stuck to the leather armor.
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