Lord of the North

　　 "The archer retreats and throws freely."

　　 After a long period of time, these archers have repeated the action of pulling the bow and releasing the arrow, and their arms have become sore and exhausted.

　　 "Infantrymen come forward with me, absolutely can't let these guys rush up the city wall!" The sword-bearing infantry who had been standing by behind and holding a buckler immediately stepped forward, blocking the buckler in front of him.

　　Earl Inge, watching the slaves who had rushed to the foot of the city wall and started to build the ladder, gave a loud order.

　　 "Over the city gate, pour fire oil and destroy their siege hammer!"

　　 "Everyone, go back to the position you guarded!"

　　 "Yes, Lord Earl!" The generals who were protecting the old Earl responded loudly, and then returned to their respective positions of responsibility.

　　 "My lord, you retreat to the back? It's too dangerous here." After the order was given, a knight stepped forward to dissuade him. He looked at Count Inge worriedly, worried about his safety.

　　 The slave army under the city wall has begun to climb up, and at this time, the defensive weapons such as falling rocks must not be wasted, otherwise it will be a nightmare if the number of these defensive weapons is not enough when the regular army of the Principality of Lions arrives. .

　　 "Do you think I look like an old man who can't hold a sword?" The old count stared, his beard curled up, and asked in dissatisfaction.

He is indeed not like an old man in his sixties or seventies. How can an old man of this age wear full-body armor, his cell phone carrying a one and a half meter sword standing on the wall to direct the battle, and he even wants to fight himself. of.

　　 "But my lord..." The knight wanted to dissuade him again, but was interrupted by the old earl waved his hand.

"I've made up my mind, you don't need to persuade it anymore. Although it has been so many years, my old bones are not yet rusty." He turned and walked to the edge of the city wall, still underestimating something in his mouth. If you listen carefully, you can still hear a little vaguely.

　　 "Chips, like a big girl..." At this moment, the former earl has returned.

　　 "Deadly fight!" The knight looked at the old earl's back, blood surging in his heart, and couldn't help roaring.

　　 "Dead battle! Dead battle! Dead battle!" As his voice just fell, the soldiers holding shields and long swords slapped the shields in their hands, and followed him roaring, and their morale rose sharply.

　　 "Hahaha, fight to death!" The old count was stunned for a while, and then laughed, how long has it been? He hasn't remembered how long, only knowing how many years after the group of old friends left, he hasn't had this feeling of enthusiasm.

　　 Really **** it, Thatcher, who was hiding in the tower in the distance, looked at Earl Inge with a gloomy look. Having such a person in the fortress really made him sleepless and sleepy. Maybe he would be emptied at some point.

　　 Has his prestige among this group of soldiers reached this level? Now even if he hadn't died in the rebellion, Thatcher would think of a way to make him die in this battle.

　　Because the influence of Earl Inge has affected his status, especially since Earl Inge and him are not in the same camp, this makes Thatcher's murderous intent spread infinitely.

　　 "Let's go." At last, he looked deeply at Earl Inge, who is not like an old man at all, and Thatcherch said with a gloomy face.

Keno behind him also glanced at the old earl thoughtfully, and then followed him to leave the tower. The enemy is about to attack the city wall. It is not safe here. They don't want to make fun of their lives, wait a moment. A stream of arrows is enough to kill them in a melee.

　　 It is the responsibility of the dog to share the worries for the master. Keno, who has completely corrected his position, is already considering how to get rid of the confidant trouble of Earl English.

　　 And it’s better not to let his death have anything to do with Marquis Thatcherki, and of course it’s best not to have anything to do with himself. Keno walked quickly while pondering.

"kill!"

　　 After the two retreated from the city wall, the slave army of the Lion Principality had already climbed up the city wall. What greeted them was not a new life, nor a welcoming ceremony, but cold eyes and sword blades shining with cold light.

　　 The first person who climbed the city wall didn't even have time to see the enemy clearly, so he was split with a sword, blood splashed on the face of the slave behind him, and then fell feebly.

This kind of scene happened in every part of the city wall. Some slaves even came up and begged for mercy and kneeled to surrender. However, they were greeted by ruthless weapons. Perhaps they were the people of Lopez before, but now they It is the slave army of the Principality of Lions.

　　 There is no sympathy on the battlefield. Either you die or I live. Maybe they are forced to be helpless, but this is the battlefield. Advance is death, and backward is death. They are a group of poor people who are doomed.

　　 "..." Duke Cameron's eyes were gloomy and terrifying in the distance. Up to now, the Boulder Fortress still has not used a trebuchet. It seems that they are really going to use this big killer on their main regular army.

　　 "Notify the First Infantry Corps, attack!" He took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice that this order might ruin all the 10,000 soldiers in the First Infantry Corps here, but he had no choice.

　　 "Yes!" The messenger took the order, and then ran away on horseback.

　　 "Your Majesty, how can you win victory without sacrifice?" Master Olin said. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 "I hope your plan will succeed." Grand Duke Cameron looked at the master Olin hidden in the black robe and said word by word.

　　 "Of course, my majesty, they will not be able to refuse this temptation. By then, the gateway to the hinterland of Lopez will be in your grasp." Master Olin bowed humbly, and replied in a low voice and confidence.

　　 "Hope." Grand Duke Cameron said in a deep voice, and then turned his eyes to the battlefield again.

　　 "Notify the catapult, prepare the catapult, the enemy's regular army has come out!" After cutting down an enemy in front of him, Earl Inge happened to see the lion Principality First Infantry Corps that was changing and moving, and immediately shouted towards the back.

　　 "Yes, my lord!" A **** knight immediately responded loudly, then killed the enemy in front of him and ran to the rear, in that direction where the trebuchet unit of the Boulder Fortress was.

　　 As Gwendelin and Grand Duke Cameron had guessed, the trebuchets of the Boulder Fortress were indeed prepared for their main force, and these low-powered slave legions were not enough for them to use slings.

　　 "Roar! Roar! Roar!"

　　 The soldiers of the First Infantry Corps of the Lion Principality held the shield in their hands and held them above their heads to resist the falling arrows, roaring in their mouths, cheering for themselves.

　　 The few tall siege towers behind them were changed and moved. The reason they didn't use them before was because they were afraid that the catapult would destroy them, but now they can't take care of that much.

　　 A thick layer of corpses has accumulated under the city wall in this short period of time, telling the cruelty of war.

　　 "As soon as the smoke rises, the bones die."

　　 Gwendelin looked at all of this calmly, and no one knew what she was thinking, which was completely different from her usual way.