Military observation groups ran on the front lines to evaluate the performance of each tribe. Those who excelled received the best supplies and treatment. Those who skied were given a major demerit for the first time and kicked out of the camp for the second time.
Everyone knew that this was an important battle to determine the ownership of the Dragon Hills, so the chiefs personally went to the front lines to supervise the battle.
There was no mercy. All deserters and those who were afraid of war had their heads chopped off and hung bloody outside the camp.
The dead bodies and blood attracted a large number of vultures, which circled in the sky and lingered like dark clouds all day long.
"If you work harder, we will rush in!"
"The first one to conquer the city will be rewarded with ten thousand gold and the title of baron. Kill him!"
"Where are the catapult troops, another wave of suppression!"
On the battlefield, amid the clash of weapons and the roar of soldiers, blood and fire were burning and boiling.
There were no siege beasts in Downton, but there was a group of magicians. Under the pull of earth magic, a large amount of soil rose up to form a trestle, and the soldiers stepped on them and rushed towards the city.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
The rain of arrows at the top of the city is as follows.
The natives put their shields on their heads and rushed towards the city. They finally got close, but a ballista was pushed out.
Boom!
As the thick animal skin crossbow string vibrated, a three-meter-long crossbow gun was fired.
Boom!
The crossbow knocked out the shield in the native's hand, penetrated him, and shot through three of the soldiers behind him, causing them to fall off the trestle.
"Are these natives crazy?"
The evil elves at the top of the city were not at ease either. As soon as the ballista's suppression passed, the natives behind them rushed forward with fierce faces, as if they didn't take death seriously at all.
"Be careful, the explosion is coming."
After the leader of the thousand men shouted, the evil elves saw the gunpowder barrels being thrown over by catapults, and immediately ran towards the wooden bunker.
In fierce battles, they have seen the terrifying destructive power of this weapon. Once it hits the city, it will explode. A huge fire ball will be set off, and the powerful shock wave will tear everything apart.
Before the siege, the magician groups of both sides will have a battle to consume each other's magic power. The evil elves want to retain their strength, not to mention that they will not be able to deal with the magician group in Delankfurt later, which is the overwhelming gunpowder.
Barrels, they can't intercept them all.
The cannon fodder suppression lasted for three minutes, leaving the city in flames and smoke billowing.
"The long-range strikes are going to stop, everyone is here, attack!"
After the veteran shouted, he was about to rush forward, but was held back by the centurion leader.
"You're crazy, the explosion hasn't stopped yet!"
Hundreds of people's faces were covered with blood and sweat, and their expressions were distorted.
"I'm not crazy. What we are competing for now is who is not afraid of death. The evil elves also know that the peak of the enemy's attack is after the artillery fire. Therefore, the defense is the strongest, so anyway, you will die. It is better to grab a time difference and just block a few people at the top of the city.
In minutes, military merit will be obtained."
After the veteran finished speaking, he threw away the centurion leader's hand and shouted behind him.
"Think about your wives who can't afford new clothes, think about your children who don't have a good education, come with me without fear of death, come on!"
"kill!"
Fully two-thirds of the natives rushed out. In addition to being incited by the veterans, they were indeed desperate. Instead of losing their lives in vain, it was better to give it a try.
"charge!"
The natives waiting under other trestles also made many attacks in unison. In terms of bloodiness, they were actually not lacking.
The brutal fighting began again, with the flesh and blood of both sides constantly colliding, like flowers, bursting out with the most brilliant colors in life. They bloomed and then withered.
"Sir, please support me!"
All lines of defense are in urgent need.
At the base camp, on the high platform, Downton held a telescope and paid attention to the battlefield.
"Your Majesty, Dongcheng has sent troops."
Announcement from the Order.
Downton's army is mainly attacking the West City. Now that the pressure on the opponent has increased sharply, they naturally send troops to contain Downton's forces.
"knew!"
Downton responded calmly.
"You haven't implemented the plan yet? More than 50,000 soldiers have been killed or injured."
Seeing the constant deaths of the desperate fighting natives, the so-called iron-blooded Nicole couldn't bear it.
"It's not enough, I haven't hurt the evil elves yet!"
Downton refused.
"If we continue to fight, all the natives will die."
Nicole complained that she thought these guys were quite plain.
"Nicole, pay attention to your identity."
Drizzt, the chief of staff in military uniform, stood nearby, stared at Nicole with a cold face, and whispered a warning.
"Don't think that I don't know your little thoughts. You just want to consume the strength of these natives and kill two birds with one stone. Otherwise, why don't you let human soldiers go to war?"
Nicole curled her lips, not caring about Drizzt's threats.
The chiefs nearby heard this and quickly lowered their heads.
"Shut up, use them because they are good at jungle warfare. Besides, their military exploits and pensions are paid as human beings."
Drizzt roared.
Nicole was speechless, and when several chiefs heard this, they felt that they were too worried.
"How can one not die in a war?"
"Yes, those humans are not accustomed to the local environment. After a few days, they will go to the battlefield after adapting."
"One life is too much to pay for."
Regardless of whether they were sincere or not, the chiefs comforted Nicole in turn.
"Keep attacking, keep up the pressure!"
After Downton ordered Drizzt, he turned and left.
The chiefs were originally going to be followers, but when they saw Nicole chasing after her, they all stopped in their tracks.
In the command room, Downton sat down and continued to perfect the tactics.
boom!
Nicole slammed the door, rushed over, grabbed the pen in Downton's hand, and threw it out.
"I can't figure out your purpose, but your character is definitely not as noble as Drizzt said!"
"You are a dragon, why do you start worrying about the natives?"
Downton frowned.
"See, you look down on them too."
Nicole accused.
"I don't look down on them, but if there are too many indigenous people, they will eventually squeeze out the living space of humans."
Downton explained.
"Isn't this racial discrimination?" Nicole despised, "You are a great humanist. In your heart, you actually look down on the dragons and elves, and think that only humans are worthy of being the masters of the continent."
Downton was already worried about the war, and now he was so annoyed by Nicole being so unreasonable. He stood up and grabbed her collar.
"Do you think I want to see dead people? Even the most perfect plan requires just the right execution time. All of this is to capture the Elf City."
Downton stared at Nicole and growled lowly.
"Dead people? In the eyes of the commander-in-chief, soldiers are just numbers. Why do you still call yourself a famous commander? You don't even know this?"
"I know!"
Nicole argued.
"You know what the heck! It's just that I was moved when I saw the indigenous people fighting bravely. If I could eat the food if I was moved, then people around the world would not starve to death."
Downton exerted force on his hands, "In this world, it all depends on whose fist is big enough. You only see that many people have died now, but you don't see that if the Elf City cannot be eradicated, more people will die in the future."
"I……"
Nicole turned pale after being spoken to by Downton.
"What are you? If you want an answer, I will tell you that this generation of natives are wild and difficult to adapt to. They still retain the atmosphere of the wilderness. The clan concept is deeply engraved in their bones. It is too difficult to integrate into the human kingdom.
, so I want them all to die."
Downton spoke his true words, "The next generation, the natives who have received human education, will see me as the only king, and will have a sense of identity with humans, instead of only recognizing the chief."
"you……"
Nicole was dumbfounded. Downton is really shady!
"What am I? I have a dark heart, right? Yes, I just want to conquer the Dragon Hills in one battle."
Downton pressed Nicole on the table.
"Do you know? I have lived on the border since I was a child. I have experienced too many indigenous robberies and seen too many dead people. No matter whether humans are strong or the indigenous people are strong, it will eventually lead to war. How many indigenous people are there in the Dragon Hills?
Have you ever thought about it? When an indigenous hero is born and unifies the hills, his steps will inevitably be to launch a war against mankind."
"Will not."
Nicole shook her head.
"Why not? There are lessons from history." Downton interrupted Nicole. "If you want to eliminate war, you must make the hilly natives and humans become one family. This will require the efforts of several generations, or even a hundred generations. You
Do you think racial barriers can be eliminated so easily?”
Downton threw Nicole away, "Go away, I don't want to see you recently!"
After a moment of silence, Nicole walked up behind Downton and hugged his neck.
"I'm sorry, I was wrong."
"do not bother me."
Downton was very impatient.
"Why don't you hit me to vent your anger?"
As Nicole spoke, she climbed onto the desk. Her plump buttocks, wrapped in tight leather pants, were extremely tempting and within reach of Downton.
"roll!"
Downton slapped her, causing her buttocks to sway seductively.
"ah!"
Nicole groaned and looked at Downton lovingly. She already understood this man's philosophy. If his plan succeeds, he will be the greatest king in tens of thousands of years.
You must know that even the Eight Holy Coffins have never taken the indigenous people seriously. They unified the continent, but that was for the sake of conquest, not for the elimination of war like Downton.
Personally speaking, Downton is great.
"Get out of the way, no intention!"
Downton pushed Nicole away angrily.
"Calm down, then I'll help you!"
Nicole sat on Downton, kissed him on the cheek, then slowly slid down and got under the desk.
Downton struggled for a moment, and then his belt was untied. A cold little hand reached in. After kneading a few times, little Downton was sucked into a moist place.
"Your Majesty, the harassment attacks around us have slowed down."
The messenger sent the latest battle report.
The evil elves looked down on the indigenous people at all. Except for a few indigenous tribes that were fighting the main battle, Xia Ying did not allow them to enter the city at all, so they could only harass the outside.
Downton's violent attack, regardless of casualties, also gave a signal to these indigenous tribes who had surrendered to the evil elves, that he was determined to take over the elf city to the death.
Considering the way out in the future, these chiefs slowed down their offensive and began to wait on the sidelines, waiting for the battle to become clear before making a decision. (To be continued.)
