Duke Dodge watched the battle above the fort with a grim expression.

The current situation is very bad, and the defenders are obviously being suppressed and beaten by the rebels.

After careful consideration, he ordered: "Send reserve troops to support the soldiers in front and retreat into the inner wall."

The trumpeter on the side immediately raised his horn and whined in a special rhythm.

The old prince said to an officer behind him: "Take out our secret weapon."

The officer was shocked: "My lord, that is our last trump card! It cannot be used unless it is absolutely necessary!"

Duke Dodge smiled bitterly: "Can't you see it? Now is the time of last resort. In other words, if we don't show this hole card as soon as possible, we will not be able to reach the time of last resort."

There was a bitterness on the officer's face, he nodded and said, "Yes, my lord."

Then he turned and ran away.

…

"Withdraw into the inner wall!"

"Withdraw into the inner wall!"

The officers who fought alongside the soldiers on the outer walls of the fort passed orders to their men.

The soldiers of the garrison immediately gathered around their respective officers, covering each other and moving towards the inner wall.

As a complete defensive fortress, the Thorn Fortress has two layers of walls. The distance between the outer wall and the inner wall is 15 to 20 meters. The inner wall is higher, thicker and more difficult to conquer than the outer wall.

The rebel soldiers who boarded the city wall were chasing after them. They could not stop to rest at this time. If the defenders were allowed to retreat into the inner wall, it would cause a lot of trouble. The battlements on the inner side of the outer wall were short and small. The bow and arrow defense effect is very poor.

But the gate of the inner wall was suddenly opened, and a large number of soldiers rushed out. This group of defenders and reserves had been recharging their energy at the rear, looking at the fighting on the outer wall, gearing up, and rushing forward as soon as the Duke gave an order. go out.

The soldiers of the reserve team immediately replaced the brothers who fought in front. The rebel soldiers who attacked the fort had been fighting hard for a long time, and they were already showing signs of fatigue.

But the reserve team didn't love to fight either. After all, they were still at a numerical disadvantage. After covering the retreating brothers, they immediately retreated to the inner wall, and then closed the door firmly.

"Master Samar! The outer wall has been taken down by us!"

"it is good!"

Samar was overjoyed, he didn't expect to take down the outer wall of Thorn Fortress so soon.

"Immediately let the second wave troops press up!"

"Yes!"

The rebels who captured the outer wall braved the arrows and crossbows of the defenders on the inner wall to open the gate of the outer wall. A large number of rebels rushed in carrying the climbing ladder and carrying the ram, and the attack on the inner wall of the fortress immediately started!

Still the soldiers in enchanted leather armor took the lead, with their sabers in their mouths, struggling to climb the ladder to the inner wall. After the previous fighting, there are still about 300 soldiers left out of the original 500 soldiers to maintain combat effectiveness.

There was also a group of soldiers gathered at the gate of the city, hitting the gate with a ram.

But the strange thing is that the defenders only hindered them when they climbed the ladder. Since there was no cover from the siege vehicles, the rebels were damaged by stones, fire oil and other attacks, but when they jumped on Behind the city wall, the defenders who had tried their best to stop them just now dispersed to both sides, leaving a large space in the area near the siege ladder.

"What are they up to?"

With such doubts in mind, the rebel soldiers who climbed the city wall were stunned for a moment, but they still raised their weapons and concentrated on guarding to cover the follow-up companions who climbed the city.

In this way, more and more rebel soldiers boarded the inner wall.

"kill!"

After they had gathered a certain number, they all rushed towards the defenders, yelling loudly, regardless of the doubts in their hearts.

Suddenly someone in the defenders shouted: "Aim!"

Then, many soldiers holding strange weapons came out from behind. The front end of the weapon was facing them. It seemed to be a nozzle.

"emission!"

I saw those strange "nozzles" suddenly ejected a long tongue of flame, and rushed straight at the rebel soldiers.

In an instant, Hellfire descended!

When the flame reached the place where the rebels gathered, it had turned into a huge pillar of fire, and a large number of soldiers were sprayed, and they immediately burned.

"Ah~~!"

Shouts of terror and pain immediately rang out among the rebel soldiers.

If one looked closely, it could be seen that the defenders' strange weapon sprayed out a stream of flaming liquid, which splashed on the rebel soldiers, fueled the flames, and eventually ignited the target's clothing. .

The soldiers who were on fire fluttered the flames in horror, and their comrades around them also helped to fight the fire, and the soldiers who were on fire fell to the ground and rolled, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't extinguish the flames on their bodies, they could only feel pain. He just watched the flames engulf his body.

What was even more frightening was that the hands of those who helped put out the fire were also caught in flames. They shook their hands again and again, or put their hands on the wall and rubbed and touched them to extinguish the flames.

No one dares to help those who are on fire to put out the fire anymore, but can only watch them being swallowed by the flames.

Even the onlookers were stunned, including the "fire-breathing soldiers" who created this scene with their own hands. The weapons in their hands were so powerful that they had never expected them.

Those who stayed with the Pyro subconsciously put some distance away from them.

"Why are you still standing there! Keep spraying!"

The officers were the first to wake up from the state of shock, loudly urging their subordinates to launch a second wave of attacks.

"Yes!"

The flame-breathing soldiers reacted and continued to activate the "pipe" in their hands, and the fire dragons once again rushed towards the rebels fiercely.

The gate of the inner wall also opened suddenly, and when the rebel soldiers gathered at the gate were about to rush in, they were greeted by fire dragons...

The tragic scene came again.

…

"What happened?"

From a makeshift wooden tower, Samar and Scott stared dumbfounded at what was happening on the inner wall.

In their eyes, there was only a flash of fire on the wall, and then their own soldiers burst into flames. Those soldiers who were on fire struggled feebly in the flames until they fell down and did not move again.

The soldiers who were lucky enough not to be burned withdrew from the wall one after another and climbed down the ladder desperately. However, when the entire climbing ladder was strung together, the defenders on the wall immediately saw the opportunity and sprayed a stream of fire straight down. Flame, the ladder burned from end to end...

Samar came down from the wooden tower angrily, and ordered a knight: "Go and see what happened!"

Before the knight set off, he saw a large group of his own defeated soldiers pouring out of the fortress.

Behind them were the cavalry in the fortress. The defenders' cavalry slashed and killed wantonly, while their own soldiers were routed, unable to organize an effective resistance at all, and just kept running towards themselves.

Samar immediately ordered: "Array!"

There were still many soldiers around him, and they immediately formed a tight square formation, pointing the spears in their hands obliquely in the direction of the fortress, aiming at the enemy's cavalry and... their own rout.

A knight with a loud voice shouted to the retreating soldiers: "Anyone who dares to charge the battle will be killed without mercy!"

The broken soldiers knew that this was not a joke, so they spread out and ran to both sides.

The rebel cavalry also began to trot their horses to cover their flanks.

The defending cavalry who rushed out saw that the remaining enemy troops were heavily guarded, and retreated to the fortress after chasing for a certain distance.

Samar breathed a sigh of relief, and he immediately ordered the rout to gather up, and asked an officer who had fled back to interrogate him carefully.

The officer had shocking burns on his arm, and he said in shock, "The other party did not know what method they used to spray us with flames that could not be extinguished. Many... many brothers were burned to death."

"A flame that cannot be extinguished?"

"Yes my lord! Can't be extinguished!"

There was a look of horror and disbelief on the officer's face.

"There is a small pond between the outer wall and the inner wall, and some brothers who are on fire jumped into it to put out the fire! But...but..."

Samar asked sharply, "But what?"

"But...but the fire on them is getting bigger and bigger!"

"This...how is this possible?"

Even Scott, who was standing next to Samar, suspected that he had heard it wrong. Water overcomes fire. This is common sense that all three-year-olds know.

When encountering water, the flames burn more and more vigorously. Even the magic that mages are proud of can't do it. How do those mortals do it?

At this time, Samar was extremely calm. He asked the officer to go down to reorganize his team, and then ordered with a sullen face: "Withdraw!"

"Withdraw? No, my lord!"

Scott didn't want to retreat in vain, but he had high hopes for this attack.

"It's just some kindling. A fire that can't be extinguished by water must be an excuse for those deserters who are afraid of death."

"Shut up! My soldiers are fighting to the death, how dare you slander them like that?"

Suddenly Samar yelled at him, and the general, flushed from face to neck, was clearly enraged.

Scott was startled by him, and didn't know what to say~lightnovelpub.net~Sorry! Mr. Master, I was a little impulsive just now. "

Samar calmed down.

"I know that officer. He is definitely not a coward. Otherwise, he would not have been selected to command the assault force. And...do you know 'Hellfire'?"

When Scott heard this word for the first time, doubts appeared on his face: "Hellfire?"

Samar nodded: "Hellfire, a terrible flammable liquid. On the battlefield a long time ago, it should be in the era of the Gubera Empire. Hellfire once ran rampant."

"It is said that it is a liquid made of a black viscous grease mixed with a certain proportion of flammable substances such as sulfur, asphalt, resin, etc. It is not only very flammable, but also can float and burn on the water. It can’t be extinguished. But what is the black grease, and what is the specific formula, and finally lost because of too strict secrecy.”

Scott's eyes widened: "Is there such a magical substance?"

"This is a disaster that can't be saved except by God. The only way is that whenever the enemy attacks us with hellfire, all they do is kneel down and pray for God's salvation to escape—that's how the legend describes it. "

Samar sighed: "Oh! I didn't expect this long-lost weapon to reappear in the world, and it happened to be me."

Scott asked unwillingly: "Is there no way to restrain Hellfire?"

Samar shook his head: "Maybe there is, but I don't know. Now we can only retreat and continue to stare at the fortress. I can't take a second chance with the troops entrusted to me by the Grand Duke. If there is a mistake, the Grand Duke will unify the south The plan caused a lot of trouble."

Scott turned his head and glanced at Thorn Fortress, and said with endless regret:

"Okay! I follow your arrangement!"