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~: 273 Storm of Final Battle (2)

The two hooves stepped into the clear river beach, splashing crystal-clear white boiled water splashes, and the first knight squadron of A Gang lined up in a silver arc. Stepping over the defense line along the Zurich River to the east of Fort Djerbo,

The war horse Xiao Ming, the knight armor gleamed in the sun, the tip of the spear of ice was stained red with blood, and the thin Samoan defense line had already collapsed under several impacts, and hesitated. Retreat into the low walls of Jerbo

The broken spears and corpses lay all over the riverside, and the Infantry infantry followed the knightly queue, advancing like a wall, the spear was high, and the shield wall was like scales, as previously expected,

The outer defense line of Fort Djerbo, with its empty strength, was almost defeated in front of Xundian's main knight. These desperately resisting Samor's local troops, in terms of equipment and fighting will, are very different from Samor's regular army.

The only thing that is not bad is the courage, even in the face of the rebuilding of the Er Er Dian cluster. These local troops similar to the peasants were still brave to form a simple defensive line on the outer riverside

"Wuhe people, can't withstand a blow!" Appleton's mouth sneered with disdain and waved. "Order the infantry to take down the city walls. Tonight I will hold a gala dinner in Fort Jerbo!"

"Woo! Woo!" The bugle is long

Three thousand Ernian heavy infantry were divided into three columns to advance, holding a shield high in their hands and following a firm step. A bloodthirsty desire flashed on his cold face, and a sparse arrow shot from the city's head could not shake the array, only to make a few crisp sounds on the shield in vain

The city wall quickly approached, "The whole team attacked!" The captain of the Miaoerdian infantry did not care about the arrow shot from the opposite side, raised the spear in his hand, and shouted to the troops behind him, they were all the real elite of Miaoerdian. Heavy armor and thick shield. The heavy Mitsubishi lance can pierce any enemy’s armor. Only the best of the second and third squadrons are eligible to be transferred to the first squadron.

In the first row of infantry, Douga, like a white giant wave, slapped against the thick city wall, and "snap" dozens of siege ladders quickly took over the city gate.

"Kill!" Miao Erdian's heavy infantry braved the arrows and the spears from the top. The heavy Mitsubishi spear in the hand is entangled with the defender spear at the battlement, and someone keeps falling from the ladder.

There is only one thousand defenders in Fort Jerbo. After the fat man captured the Djerborg. Not only thickened the city walls on the original basis, but also added a heavy crossbow vehicle squadron,

The inferiority in numbers made the walls of the Sámer’s army continue to be breached by the Murdians who flocked to the walls, and the white armor of the infantry of the Miaoerdians flooded the walls more and more.

"Kill!" shouted the captain of the Infantry infantry with the army charge, struggling to pierce the stomach of the Samor infantry, exhausting all his strength. Pushing forward against the Samor infantry,

There were dozens of indistinguishable corpses lying under his feet, blood gathered on the walls of the city to form a blood clot, and the feet stepped on it. The muddy and smooth feeling made people feel strange and horrible.

"Quick! Quick! Push the crossbow car up quickly!" The soldiers of Samor screamed anxiously. The east side of the city wall was torn open by the Mourdians, and more and more Mourdians were shouting. Rushing up the gap,

"Lock!" The spears of the Samor Army struggled down the barrel

more than ten. The people put together the heavy crossbow vehicle. Pushed the already formidable wall defense from the city wall channel

"Beng! Beng!" More than ten heavy crossbow vehicles on the city head roared roaring, and the dense black arrow rain covered the head of the unprepared Miaodian infantry, like a torrential rain.

"Ah" Xun'erdian soldiers who had just climbed the city walls hadn't had time to raise their arms and cheered.

Powerful crossbow arrows continued to penetrate several Miaodian soldiers, and one was bloodied from behind the last one. With a huge arrow, several soldiers watched the "big killer" running through their chests and fell down from the city's head in disbelief.

Touching the first row of Miaoerdian infantry shields like clay pots hit by a heavy hammer, splitting from the inside out, the entire row of shield walls is not thicker than the thin paper before the powerful crossbow car penetrates,

Blood spewed out from the twisted shield and infantry broken armor! The crowded and dense city wall just now, like the straw harvested by a sickle, swept down a large piece of this terrifying attack power, which suffocated the momentum of the attack of the Miaoerdian infantry. , On the city walls. The **** companion's body was cut into several pieces by crossbow arrows, and the amputated hand was everywhere, just like a blood rain just coming from the city head,

The minced meat dripped from the battlement mixed with bright red blood, and fell on the face of the pale-faced soldier who was still climbing the wall, "vomiting" A soldier felt hot on his face, touched it with his hand, a **** eyeball Still breathing hot, and immediately bent down to vomit,

Of course, death is terrible, and there are not many people who have not been injured. Hundreds of Infantry infantry soldiers howled on the city head with **** wounds. Since it was a siege, I was ready to die, but such a terrible and terrible method of death was still the **** of the infantry

Appleton looked at the panicked infantry, decisively withdrew the knight to command the sword, and shouted, "First enter the team of Jerbo to promote the blood knight collectively, and the latter will be retreated without authorization! Kill

In Miao Dian, the cavalier class is an absolute noble class. The army commander must first be a knight, and the noble advancement must have the title of knight. The source of the knight is very complicated. In addition to His Majesty the King and the lords everywhere, they have the right to contain their knights. The soldiers who stand out in battle are knights and can serve as middle-level commanders. This kind of knight is called a blood knight, and it is a kind of military reward in disguise.

Hearing can promote the knight! The morale of the Infantry infantry was low, and under the leadership of the captain in front, he wailed again and raised his shield to the wall.

"kill". In order to fight for time for the heavy crossbow, the small number of Samor defended the army. Once again entangled with the Intel Army. Red eyes were killed on both sides, more and more Indians rushed to the battlement mouth, the spears and spears collided together, and the corpses continued to fall from the two sides fighting each other.

"Beng! Beng". The long-awaited heavy crossbow bowstring again produced the muffled sound of torn cotton cloth, and the dense and powerful scattered crossbow arrows, like the hurricane, roared across the Miaodian people,

"Lock lock" burst of rapid sound. Blood was shining. The broken and twisted shield flew into the air.

This time the Mourdians were well-behaved, using shields and spears to form a dense array of pistols. After the crossbows smashed the first two shields, they could no longer pass through.

The powerful crossbow arrows swept through several dreadful blood ditches in the dense array of Ruierdians. "Kill it! Don't give the Samor the time! This time the guards of the guards have already shouted,

Stepped over the companion's body without any care. Straight up with a spear, the superiority in numbers quickly let Samor's thin resistance collapse, losing the protection of the city walls and the strong crossbow, Samor's defenders could not compete with the regular infantry of Miaoerdian,

The remaining few hundred people were soon overwhelmed by the Xundian crowd. The last Samor spearman was pierced by three Miaodian spears.” He was put in the air by the Rui Erdian together, his body twitched in the air, his feet trembling weakly, blood from his mouth, eyes Here, the wound came out and dripped to the ground. It turned into a pool of blood clot

"Shoot! Shoot". According to the dozen or so Samor crossbowmen who defended the arrow tower, they constantly fired deadly crossbow arrows from a high place.

The Miaoer soldiers occupying the city walls began to siege this last stronghold. After the dense enemies below saw the human head numb, the crossbowmen shot the last crossbow. They drew their short swords around their waists. "Come on, brothers!" Captain Samor's crossbowman looked at the helpless subordinates and smashed the crossbow arrows into fragments on the wall, and walked firmly to the edge of the arrow tower. His eyes calmly looked at his subordinates and smiled. "Don't let these Mourdian dogs look at jokes! We are all Samuel warriors, like the spearmen who never fight back."

A crackling sound came from beneath the arrow tower, and the iron gate was forcibly opened by the Erdians. There was a wave of armor shaking from the corner of the corridor

"Sammore's glory will last forever." The captain of Samor’s crossbowman shouted, and he first jumped from the tower of a dozen meters high,

"Ah" an Infantry infantryman was hit, with a stern cry, struggling to throw down the captain of the crossbowman who was pressing on him, but still crying and crying miserably,

The other Miaoer soldiers all spread like a ghost, and panicked

The captain of the Samor crossbowmen lay on the ground. Half-blooded ears were spit out of the blood-stained mouth, and his face shouted shouting, "Come on, coward!"

The whole body is hurt. Still struggling to stand up, pierced by several spears. Blood shot out

A Samor crossbowman stood on the edge of the arrow tower and looked at the **** body of the crossbowman captain below, secretly pumping himself up "Don't be afraid! I'm a Samor warrior!" He looked at the beautiful Djerber Plain in the distance ~lightnovelpub.net~ The beautiful Satsuma Li River sparkles in the sun, and the white pine shoots sway in the wind. The lush green land is alive

"Farewell! My hometown, my Gerber!"

A bright black line suddenly appeared on the clear sky, stab him in front of him, and the unique red of the Samor Falcon battle flag was under the blue sky.

Looks particularly conspicuous,

The spear is like a forest, the black pressure is swept like a cloud

"It's our people! It's our people!" The crossbowman shouted at Skyrim suddenly and excitedly,

"Woo". The loud trumpet sounded outside the city, and there was a commotion in the Miaoer Army, who had just returned the morale, and gave up the wall that had been fully occupied, and retreated in a panic.

Appleton outside the city also showed up with the approaching Samorian reinforcements. He could not help but look ashamed. It was only five days since the invasion. Are these Samorian army flying over?

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