Adele nodded, then her face darkened, she raised her finger and pointed at the priest beside her, and cursed loudly: "I haven't even found a stretcher to carry your bishop down, and he didn't even wink at all."
Several priests ran away in panic, found a stretcher, carried Hilmeria, and ran out of the city.
Seeing their frizzy look, Adele was furious. She grabbed the pastor and yelled angrily: "Where are you going to carry it? Send it to Catherine. Can you take care of her? Go and drive the carriage over. This
They all ask me to tell you what you do for food."
The pastor looked at the furious Adele, biting her little silver teeth, as if she was going to tear her into pieces. She was just like a pupil who had made a mistake, obediently obeying Adele's orders.
Amidst the loud shouts of killing, the cry of "Ang" from the giant beasts was clearly heard from outside the city. The orcs, armed with sophisticated siege equipment, rushed towards Nedel's city wall.
The crossbow arrows and boulders shot from behind the orcs flew over Nedel's city wall and flew into the city.
The number of trebuchets operated by the pirates was not many. The stone bullets thrown by the trebuchets were about one foot in diameter. They first hit the street behind the city wall, making a hole in the road, and then rolled and hit the wall of the house.
, can easily smash through an entire wall.
Every time a crossbow arrow or stone comes flying, the defenders on the city are all short-necked. Although everyone knows that these things have basically no hit rate, their heads are not as hard as stone, no matter it is a huge crossbow arrow or stone.
, are all encountering death, encountering death, watching that thing flying in your direction, no matter how bold you are, you have to retreat three points.
Ignatz observed the entire battlefield on the city wall. Although the orcs came well prepared with ladders and wooden shields, their numbers did not have an absolute advantage after all. There were more than 6,000 militiamen on duty on the city wall.
Humans, in terms of city defense, such a large number of militiamen, led by experienced regular troops, is enough to deal with the orcs.
There are sufficient supplies in the city, and there are large armies coming back from the distance for support. Ignatz really can't figure out why these orcs think they can capture Nidel City. Are they not looking for death?
Ignatz felt something was wrong in his heart, but he quickly shook his head and suppressed these thoughts. The orcs were about to rush up, and his current duty was to guard the city wall.
Ignatz turned around and shouted towards the city: "Those trebuchets are so annoying, shoot them down."
An officer from the city shouted: "Yes, sir."
The officer turned around and ran back to his post. He looked at the counterweight trebuchet that was as high as four stories high and showed an honest smile.
The counterweighted trebuchet is entirely built with thick wood that cannot be carried by one person, and all key parts are reinforced with fine steel plates. The eye-catching Eagle Company emblem on the lever shows that this is another war machine manufactured by Lorraine.
The counterweight stones required for the trebuchet are neatly arranged on the ground. Behind the trebuchet, there are stone projectiles the size of stone rollers. It takes two people to carry the grenade belt.
A wooden circular track is built on the chassis, and the trebuchet can be turned on the spot.
The distance outside the city has been measured and calibrated with live ammunition, and the officers all have a table in their hands showing the relationship between counterweight and range.
The observers on the city reported the distance of the enemy's target. The officers first chose which kind of stone bullets to use, and then installed the counterweight according to the table. The soldiers pulled the winch, raised the counterweight into the air, and loaded the stone bullets into the grenade belt.
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After all preparations were completed, the officer yelled "let go", the soldier released the hook of the winch connected to the lever, and the sixty-four-foot-long lever tilted up with a "whoosh", throwing the boulder into the air seemingly slowly but really quickly.
Under the gaze of all the soldiers, the boulder flew over the city wall, passed over the heads of the people who were about to fight, and with a muffled sound, smashed into the back of the orcs.
The accuracy of the trebuchet was not very high. Only one of the six boulders hit the trebuchet operated by the pirates, but even so, it was enough.
The huge boulder was like a hammer hitting cheese. The trebuchet and the surrounding pirates disappeared in an instant, leaving only a deep furrow and debris everywhere.
Ignatz looked at the land ravaged by boulders behind the orc formation. After being stunned for a while, he opened his mouth and finally said "Wow!"
The trebuchet adjusted its angle and was about to attack again, but the pirates opposite Neidel desperately dragged the ballista backwards and fled, leaving several trebuchets alone waiting to be destroyed.
Half an hour later, with the sound of a long horn, the orcs left corpses on the ground under Nedel's city wall and retreated like a tide.
The Nidel defenders chased after the orcs and shot a few more arrows, then waved their weapons and cheered.
Among the cheering soldiers, Ignatz held his sword in his hand and looked at the orcs who retreated to the camp with a straight face.
The officer next to him looked at Ignatz with a solemn look on his face and said, "Sir, is there any problem?"
Ignatz said: "Don't you see? The enemy only made a tentative attack and retreated as soon as they made contact with us."
"Yes, sir, but according to this situation, even if they press forward with all their strength, they will not be able to break through our defense."
Ignatz shook his head and said: "So I am worried that if we can see clearly, the orcs must also be able to see clearly. Since they dare to attack us with such arrogance, they must have something to rely on. We must
Be careful that they have other tricks that we can't think of. Go and convey my thoughts to Her Royal Highness the Princess, and go quickly."
The officer raised his hands in salute, jumped off the city wall in two or two steps, picked up a war horse and galloped towards the Governor's Mansion.
At the same time, in the orc camp where Ignatz was watching, Deipole looked nervously at the necromancer lying on the ground.
This tent was sealed tightly, and several oil lamps were lit inside. There was a strange and unpleasant smell floating in the tent.
A black magician was lifting the necromancer's head and pouring potion into his mouth.
The necromancer frowned at this moment, his dry skin turned sallow, and his body was trembling. His fingers like bird's claws trembled and convulsed.
Seeing the black magician stand up, Deipole grabbed him and asked: "How is the teacher?"
The black magician shook his head in frustration and said: "The teacher passed out. I have tried all the methods, but I can't wake him up. I don't know what to do."
Deipole's eyes became hollow, and he lamented, "God's gaze, how could such a small Nadel have such a powerful cardinal."
The black magician remembered the dazzling light just now, and felt a tremor in his heart.
Death is just a new beginning for black magicians, and dark magicians who are reborn from death will only become more powerful.
But that ray of light represents complete destruction. For all mages who use dark magic, it represents complete destruction. From body to soul, they will be burned to ashes.
The curtain of the tent suddenly jumped open, and the sun shone in, stinging Deipole's eyes, and then a broad figure blocked the entrance of the tent.
Deipole put his hands on his eyes to block the sun and said angrily: "Hurry up and put down the curtain."
Vechin and Tolek were stunned for a moment, then said "Oh", lowered the curtain and walked into the tent.
"How is the master?" Vechin and Torek asked looking at the necromancer on the ground.
Deipole waved his hand irritably and said, "Don't you know how to read it yourself? The teacher has passed out."
Vechin and Torek raised their eyebrows, clenched their fists but quickly released them. They stepped forward and patted Deipole's weak shoulders, saying: "Isn't the master still alive? I think he will be fine."
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Deipole sighed and said, "I hope so."
After a moment of silence, Vechin and Torek said in a deep voice: "Today I tested the strength of human beings. If we attack with all our strength, we will definitely be able to hold them all back. When are the people in the city going to take action?"
Deipole frowned and thought for a while, then said: "The enemy still has so many mages. If we don't deal with them, I'm afraid something will happen."
Vechin and Torek shook their heads and said, "But we can't wait any longer. The longer we waste, the more dangerous our situation will be."
Deipole waved his hand impatiently and said: "I know, give them a signal and let them decide when to act. From now on, attack Nadel City twice a day to create opportunities for them. When they act,
Will let us know.”
Vechin and Tolek were overjoyed and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, let's do it. I will let the soldiers prepare. Success or failure is once again in one fell swoop. Deipole, we have been preparing for so many years, and I will not let you down."
Yeah, don’t let me down either.”
Deipole looked up at Vechin and Torek, smiled gently, and said: "Don't worry, we have come so far, there is no way back, we can only win, not lose."
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Lorraine panted heavily and walked in front of the team with heavy legs. Now Lorraine had no image at all.
The clothes turned khaki, and dust fell off when I walked. The military boots made of fine calfskin became crooked, with wrinkles all over them.
It was as if a layer of soil had been sprinkled on my hair. It was rubbed together with sweat and turned into small particles of soil, which stuck to the hair and could not be removed even if I patted it.
His face was also black. When the sweat on his face was stained with dust, it turned into a layer of black mud when he rubbed it. When he spoke, he showed his white teeth, which looked very abrupt and funny.
With a layer of stubble on his face, Lorraine suddenly looked more than ten years older, like an uncle in his thirties.
Especially when paired with the beautiful and pure Vera beside him, Lorraine looks even more vulgar.
The entire team was the same as Lorraine. Every soldier looked embarrassed and haggard, but the march was still very fast and they had traveled more than 200 miles so far.
Strict military discipline and training, as well as the mutual support of their comrades, enabled the soldiers of the Eastern Legion not only to create a miracle of rapid march, but also to leave no one behind.
All the officers and soldiers walked with their heads down. Apart from the sound of neat footsteps, there was no sound of the soldiers talking. They all opened their eyes in a daze and followed the backs of the people in front of them. Some even fell asleep while walking.
of gods.
The orcs' endurance was originally higher than that of humans, but after marching for two consecutive days, they were getting farther and farther away from the human legions. They were originally thirty miles apart, but now they were fifty miles apart.
The soldiers can also feel a little relieved. They piled heavy items such as armors and water bottles on mules and horses, and just carried their own weapons on their way.
The two army commanders who followed Lorraine were also miserable. One turned into a monkey and the other turned into an orangutan. When the three of them got together, they all looked at each other and laughed.
The only exception was Vera. After two days of running, apart from her face losing a little luster due to the dry weather, Vera looked the same as when she set out. Even her clothes were spotless and she was in good spirits.
, jumping up and down, pulling Lorraine along.
After throwing away all the cooking utensils yesterday morning, Lorraine ordered to throw away the few tents in the afternoon. Last night, all the officers and soldiers slept on the roadside wrapped in blankets. The only remaining tent was
It was reserved for Vera, and the quality of Vera's sleep was surprisingly high. Although it was only five hours, she didn't look a bit sleepy.
A group of cavalry rushed towards the team with the sound of rumbling horse hooves. The leader jumped off the horse, ran to Lorraine and saluted, saying: "Sir, the destination is only fifty miles away. The position has been completely surveyed. The forward team is ready."
There are four short bridges."
Lorraine was overjoyed and said with a smile: "It was done so quickly, I thought I would get it tonight."
The cavalry captain said: "Yes, sir, my brothers live not far from there. Although the river has a lot of water, we still found a few places with gentle water flow and rushed to build bridges."
Lorraine said hello loudly and said: "After this battle is over, your vanguard should be the first to take credit."
The cavalry captain stood at attention and said loudly: "Yes, sir, for the empire."
Lorraine turned around and shouted to the team: "After walking the last fifty miles, you can sleep well tonight. Brothers, work harder."
The officers passed down Lorraine's words, and the soldiers were overjoyed when they heard it. It only takes half a day to walk fifty miles, and then you can have a good sleep when you arrive. Even the most tired soldiers, for the sake of
A sudden temptation cheered me up and quickened my pace.
General Firdolis and General Claudius caught up from behind the team, and both generals looked relieved at the moment.
General Firdolis first said: "There are only fifty miles left, and the orcs are fifty miles away from us. It seems that everything is going well, and the biggest danger has been eliminated."
General Claudius rubbed his chin, black ash rolled into rolls and fell down. General Claudius curled his lips, patted his face, and said with a smile: "How about we stop and wait for them?
If we're too far away, I'm afraid they won't want to chase. Do half-orcs have good stamina? Bah."
Lorraine nodded with deep sympathy. Marching is a science, and they are all done by half-orcs. No matter how good one's endurance is, he can't go far in a day.
Marching in neat formations like today, individuals in the team can exert their physical strength beyond their limits. There are examples in history of people running over the wheels of cars with two feet.
Lorraine said: "Okay, we have to give the orcs some motivation, otherwise they might stop chasing them and just sprinkle some bait on them."
"Bait?" the two generals asked curiously.
Lorraine said: "Pick up twenty pairs of armors, some of which are somewhat damaged, and throw them to a conspicuous place on the roadside, leaving them for the orcs. I also left a hundred or ten spears, and threw them around casually along the way. Remember to break them first."
Then throw it away.
There’s also the dry food and other things we carry, if there’s any extra, sprinkle it along the way.”
The two generals' eyes lit up, knowing that Lorraine was deliberately showing weakness to the orcs behind him. First, Lorraine and the others could hardly move, and the soldiers began to discard their equipment.
General Claudius patted his thigh and said, "What a great idea. Not only that, but you can also let the soldiers throw away some things they don't need. I'm not afraid that the orcs won't take the bait."
After the order was issued, the officers began to pick up some surplus supplies and throw them away. Humans would not be stupid enough to leave some useful things for the orcs. Whether it was armor or spears, they would be broken first and then left on the ground.
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After the soldiers understood the purpose of this order, they also joined in the fun, laughing and throwing worn-out smelly boots, rotten socks and other tattered things on both sides.
Half a day later, these things appeared in front of the Orc chiefs. Looking at the armor that had been smashed into several pieces and the broken spear, an Orc chief knocked on the metal armor and said: "Such a good thing.
What a pity."
Another clan leader looked at the half-orc warrior with a pair of broken boots hanging around his neck, running past him triumphantly, and said with a smile: "This is a good thing, it means they can hardly walk anymore."
The clan leaders nodded in agreement and said, "Not even humans, not even us half-orcs, can stand long-distance running like this. I guess they will just persist for one more day, and they won't be able to run tomorrow."
"So what if you can run? If you walk hundreds of miles like this, everyone will be exhausted. I don't believe they don't stop to rest."
"In just one or two days, please order your men to speed up. As long as we catch up with the human army, all the women and girls in the human city will be ours. This will be enough for us to eat and drink in a lifetime."
The orc chiefs shouted loudly, turned back to their own team, and kicked the orc warriors to speed up their pace.
Until the sun set and the sky became dark, Lorraine finally arrived at a valley with two legions of soldiers.
The valley is like an oval plate with no ends on either side. It is about ten miles wide, with gentle downwards on both sides. In the middle is a wide river of about fifty feet. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the river water is sparkling.
Lorraine looked at the terrain with satisfaction. It was obviously a valley formed by glacial impact, especially the river in the middle, which happened to divide the valley into two halves, which was an excellent location.
Two simple wooden bridges, one large and two small, were built on the river with logs. More than 10,000 soldiers from the two legions were quickly crossing the river along the bridge and gathering on the north side of the river valley.