After galloping for a whole day and night, Du Wei ordered the entire army not to rest. Such an order seemed a bit unhuman to the soldiers who had just experienced a small-scale battle, but the Tulip family's cavalry still strictly implemented it.
Following the Duke's order.
"I know you're tired! I'm even more damn tired!" Du Wei said loudly and unceremoniously: "You are knights who have received strict training, and I am a weak magician. To be honest with you,
, I am sitting on the horse now, and my thighs are so painful that I am going to get angry. However, my warriors...there are 20,000 jackals in front of us, who are ready to devour our brothers and sisters and ravage our people! We want to
Hold on! Hold on!"
Du Wei's powerful voice spread to the ears of every Tulip Cavalry. It must be said that Du Wei's words really have a lot of water. Not to mention that Du Wei's body after practicing Starry Sky Dou Qi is far from ""
"Weak", and, as a magician, he has quietly used a wind magic to make his body much lighter.
The one who really felt uncomfortable was Muse. He felt that his whole body was about to fall apart. But he knew that as long as he showed the slightest sign that he couldn't hold on, this cruel Duke would definitely throw him halfway without hesitation.
Regardless, I'm afraid he has already wanted to do this!
"Sir!" A scout cavalryman who was running at the front reined up his horse and ran back: "Over the hillside in front, you can see Gilliat City!"
"Order the entire army to slow down!" Du Wei wiped the sweat from his forehead.
It was really tiring. Although I tried my best to reduce the bumps on the horse's back, the inner thighs were rubbing against the saddle for a day, and they still hurt a lot.
Along the way, I have to say that Du Wei's luck was really good! That "Golden Wolf Head Guard General" on the grassland led people to attack Gilliat City. An army of 20,000 people must have been surrounded by scouts and rangers.
.However, Du Wei and his party did not encounter the prairie people again.
I have to say that he was very lucky.
Du Wei is racing against time! The most ideal result is to reach Gilliat City before the prairie people! If not, the next best thing is to get there before the prairie people launch an attack!
This is a small hillside, or to be more precise, it is just a small hill. Duwei asked the horses to stop at the bottom, and he led a few people to climb up the hill. Looking from a distance, Gilliat City was right in front of him.
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The sky is full of stars. The dilapidated city wall of Gilliat City is in the distance, built against the mountains, with the Kilimaro Mountains as its back. Although the city wall, after Du Wei established it as his production base,
It has been briefly repaired, but its function is mostly to prevent outsiders from prying into it and to prevent slaves inside from escaping.
To put it bluntly, from a military perspective... Longbottom once made an unceremonious comment, "If I lead the troops, I can hit the city wall with one charge!"
Du Wei and several of his men had just climbed up the hillside and looked into the distance. His first reaction was to take a breath of cold air!!
Gilliat City is backed by Mount Kilimaro, but under the city wall is a large open area! This is a large wasteland with an area of about ten square miles. On the grassland, except for gravel, there is shallow ground all year round.
Shrubs with a withered yellow color.
It can be said that there is no battlefield more suitable for cavalry than this place! On the flat wasteland, when the cavalry charges, there is no obstruction!
But at this moment, under Du Wei's eyes, the wasteland under Gilliat City has been occupied by prairie people!
The army of these grassland people was completely different from the army of the empire. They did not have the habit of camping, they did not even build camps, and they did not use fences for any protection.
Probably because this time they sneaked into the empire's territory for a sneak attack and did not take a baggage convoy with them.
However, if you look around, the tents on the wasteland are like mushrooms growing out of thin air on the ground.
People shouted and horses neighed, and there was an uproar. Around the tents, barbarians wearing prairie fur coats were busy living and feeding the horses. Countless huge torches burning with rosin were erected in them, illuminating them as if it were daytime.
There were tents one after another, and there were prairie wolves holding machetes in the air. They were full of murderous intent.
What made Du Wei relieved was that...the tulip flag was still erected high on the wall of Gilliat!
The city is still there, Robert did not lose the city!
A glint flashed in Du Wei's eyes. He looked back at a few of his men and said with a wry smile: "It seems we have to find a way to get through the enemy's tent first."
The grassland people have no intention of resting. They seem to have already known that there are insufficient troops in Gilliat City. After all, it is a former capital city and its scale is not small. If such a large city wants to be completely defended, Robert
The knight's troops are really stretched thin.
For the long city wall, four thousand people are too few!
Robert stood on the city wall and looked at the prairie men arrogantly swinging their scimitars below the city. His resolute face was full of worry.
These prairie people arrived this evening. The other party seemed to have planned for a long time to capture Gilliat City in one fell swoop, and launched an extremely fast and violent raid.
If it had been any other general, he would have been suddenly attacked by this prairie army that descended from the sky, and the city defense would have been lost long ago. However, Robert Knight, who has always acted calmly, has always kept in mind Du Wei's instructions when he handed over the city to him.
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At that time, Duvilla held Robert's hand and whispered: "This factory in the city is all my belongings! Robert, the things here must not have any accidents, let alone let outsiders see or know! I put my
I leave my life and fortune to you!!"
The loyal and steady Robert felt the pressure on his shoulders. He made a set of extremely strict defense regulations, dividing his limited troops into turns to take turns on duty on the city wall, and he could not relax at any time.
Fortunately, there was nothing else in this abandoned city, but there were a lot of stones. The soldiers demolished many houses without any care and carried the stones to the top of the city. This was also Robert's order, and he required that it be done well at all times.
Battle preparation.
There was once a soldier who dozed off while on duty. Robert gave him twenty lashes and lay in bed for three days. Such harsh requirements made many soldiers dissatisfied. They thought that guarding such a remote place,
There is really no need to be so harsh in a city that has been abandoned.
The city is nothing more than a group of working slaves. There is no gold or silver, it is just a workshop. Who would come here to cause trouble?
And this move finally paid off.
The first round of raids by the prairie people was quickly discovered by the soldiers defending the city. Robert even went to the top of the city immediately.
In the first battle in the afternoon, the prairie people's plan to sneak attack on Gilliat City failed. After leaving three hundred corpses behind, they temporarily retreated.
As for Robert, he lost 200 men, plus 300 wounded soldiers who lost their combat effectiveness.
With insufficient troops, Robert made a prompt decision and distributed a batch of weapons. He mobilized a thousand young and strong slaves in the city to defend the city.
He didn't do much to mobilize these slaves. He just pointed at the prairie people riding horses and waving scimitars below the city, and said coldly: "You saw, these guys are wolves on the prairie! If they come in, then...
You will all be killed! These people will not hold back! I am not asking you to help me defend the city, but to fight for your own survival."
Fortunately, Du Wei always treated these slaves kindly, provided them with food and drink, and promised them freedom in the future. Most of the slaves consciously participated in the battle.
In the afternoon, the prairie people launched a total of three attacks, and each time they were repelled with the cooperation of the defenders and slaves.
But the problem was before Robert: the regular army in his hands lost a full 800 people, almost a quarter of their combat effectiveness. The slaves also suffered nearly a thousand casualties due to lack of equipment, especially the prairie people.
Bows and arrows are especially deadly to slaves who are not protected by armor and shields.
Taking advantage of the enemy's temporary retreat again, Robert ordered the demolition of the door panels of a large number of abandoned houses to serve as shields.
The prairie people seemed not to give Robert a chance to breathe. Although they pitched tents outside the city, they did not rest. Instead, they divided into two thousand-man teams and harassed the city all the time. Round after round.
The rain of arrows always made the people in the city dare not relax.
Robert looked at the night. Looking at the ferocious-looking enemies below the city, the knight felt worried.
"Is the city gate blocked?" Robert looked at one of his men beside him.
"Okay, sir." This was an officer with the rank of commander: "We blocked the city gate with stones!"
Robert sighed, without showing the slightest relief on his face.
Blocking the city gate is a last resort.
The way the prairie people attacked the city in the afternoon made Robert Knight, who came from the interior of the empire, frown greatly.
Because the northwest is an arid area, there is usually no moat around the city. Therefore, the grassland people can rush to the city without restraint and directly pose a threat to the city gate.
These prairie people can send hundreds of death squad cavalry, brave the falling stones and arrows from the city head, rush to an effective distance in one breath, and then they will use a special tool they carry with them: an iron
The arrows were made of high-quality arrows with sharp hooks, and the arrows were supported by thick and extremely strong ropes. Dozens of specially selected cavalry with strong arms shot arrows at the city gate from a distance at the same time, and the arrows were nailed to the city gate.
Above the gate, the hook hooked deeply into the city gate, and then the hundred or so cavalrymen hung the other end of the rope on their horses and ran back quickly!
In the first battle in the afternoon, the opponent was like this. With the power of dozens of horses, the city gate was pulled down in one go!
At that time, Robert personally led a group of fully armored heavy infantry to block the city gate. Only then did he finally block the swarming prairie cavalry who wanted to rush into the city in one breath. However, his only group of heavy armored infantry was also there.
All were lost in that battle.
In the end, a scene made people want to cry without tears: the city gate was blocked by the corpses of soldiers from one's own side and the corpses of the horses of the killed prairie cavalry. Only then did the crisis be resolved.
Afterwards, Robert ignored the two wounds on his body from the scimitar and immediately ordered people to block the city gate with stones!
In this way, it seems safe, but it also cuts off hope!
If reinforcements from your own side arrive... Then you want to take the reinforcements into the city...
We made a decision immediately, but if we didn't block the city gate, I'm afraid the city would be lost before sunset today!
Under the starlight, a strange horn suddenly came from the group of tents of the prairie people, and the sound seemed to have a faint astringency. All the prairie men were galloping on horseback under the city, shooting a few arrows at the top of the city from time to time.
When the people heard the horn, they turned their horses and retreated.
"What are they doing?" Robert frowned.
The commander next to him was from the northwest. He thought for a moment, looked at the night sky, and said: "Sir, it may be midnight. It is the custom of the prairie people to go to the ground at midnight to save the souls of the dead. They believe that at midnight it is
The best time for the dead to ascend to heaven. At this time, they will burn the bodies of those who died during the day. Only at this time will they stop everything...it will probably last about an hour."
"One hour." Robert breathed a sigh of relief: "So, we can rest for an hour."
"I don't think so, sir!" The commander's face was ugly: "I think we are in trouble... Sir!"
"Why?"
The commander whispered: "I have been to the grassland, and my father also participated in the war with the northwest people more than 20 years ago. If during the war, the grassland people would choose to stop fighting at night to save the souls of the dead...
…Then there’s only one explanation!”
"oh?"
The commander's face was ugly: "There are shamans in their army! Only shamans are qualified to comfort the souls of warriors who died in battle. This is their custom... Sir, shamans are equivalent to
The magicians of our empire! They are a group of people with terrible abilities."
Robert was silent for a while. He looked at the tents of the prairie people in the distance. Then he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Magic... shaman... damn! Since shamans have abilities comparable to magicians, why don't they let shamans do it this afternoon?"
Attack us?"
The commander shook his head: "Sir, I don't know much about it. But I vaguely heard that the rules of the prairie people are different from ours. Their shamans generally do not take action easily. Especially in a war, only one's own side will be defeated first.
The shaman will take action only after the blood is drawn. It seems that it is said that the shaman abides by a strange rule. If the shaman kills first, it is a sin for them. If they kill someone first, the shaman will take action.
If you take revenge, then it will not be considered a violation of the precepts."
"Weird rules." Robert tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.
"Sir." The commander suddenly smiled. His appearance was not outstanding, but there was a firmness in his eyes at this moment: "I think their shamans will take action at dawn... Can we
Whether you live to see tomorrow's sunset is still unknown... No matter what, it's my honor to fight alongside you! It's also my honor to die under the tulip flag!"
Robert was silent for a while, looking at this subordinate who usually didn't like to talk. He took a deep breath, raised his sword, and said in a deep voice: "Everything is for the family!"
"For the family!" The commander also drew his sword, tapped Robert's sword lightly, and then performed a knightly etiquette.
This hour seemed to be very long, and at the same time it seemed very short.
But Robert knew in his heart that he was probably in danger this time! There was no sign of the prairie people's sneak attack, and he couldn't even send a message to the young master. On the plain, there were prairie people's cavalry everywhere, and they wanted to send scouts to rush out to deliver the message or
Asking for help...that is wishful thinking.
In the prairie people's tent, horns came from one after another. The horns were melodious, as if comforting the dead souls, with a faint softness. But in Robert's ears, the sound seemed to be a life-threatening movement!
Because as soon as the horn sound ends, it is certain that the prairie people will launch the next attack! And this time... there will be shamans participating in the battle!
Finally, when the horn ended, Robert suddenly puffed up his chest. The wound on his left shoulder was still aching. Maybe the bandage was not tight enough. It was a little loose, and Robert could feel that the blood had soaked into the bandage.
, sticky and wet, very uncomfortable.
But...they are all dying, so why bother with so much?
Knight Robert sneered. He placed his sword gently on the city wall, and there was a will to die in his eyes.
The sound of drums, like thunder, came from deep in the prairie people's tents. Then the sound of horse hooves sounded, and a group of prairie cavalry rushed out of their military camp, then lined up, and suddenly a few people ran out from behind.
Ten strong men with naked upper bodies carried several large and sharp wooden stakes with noisy sounds, and then used their hammers to drive these sharp wooden sticks into the ground.
These wooden sticks, which were as tall as a person, stood just outside the bow and arrow range of the city. The top end was sharp. Robert didn't understand what these people wanted to do.
The scene that happened next made Robert suddenly furious!!!
The prairie people began to carry out corpses one by one! From the appearance of those corpses, Robert immediately recognized that they were his own people who fell from the city top after being killed or injured in the battle this afternoon!
He has his own soldiers and those slaves!!
Now, all the armor and clothes on each of these dead warriors have been stripped off! And the armor that originally belonged to the infantry under their own hands has been worn on the bodies of the prairie people! These prairie people who lack mineral resources seem to have a special interest in armor.
Innate desire. Regardless of whether they fit together or not, they just wore the armor of the imperial infantry and sat on the horse.
The corpses were placed in a row, and the dead soldiers lay straight on the ground. A prairie man slowly walked out of the queue a few steps, holding a scimitar in his hand, pointing at the city wall, and drank a few loudly
sentence.
From a distance, Robert could not clearly hear the prairie people's words. But when this guy finished speaking, the prairie people next to him immediately burst into roars and shouts. They seemed to be crazy, holding up their scimitars,
Howling like a wild animal!
"What do they want to do?" Robert said gloomily.
"Sir! They are announcing...the massacre of the city!" The commanding officer next to him gritted his teeth and said word by word.
"Massacre the city!?"
"Yes!" The officer suddenly punched the city wall hard, and tears suddenly flowed from his eyes: "They... they are going to kill someone!!"
Before Robert could ask any more questions, he suddenly heard the prairie man roaring. The dozens of naked-chested strong men behind him seemed to have heard the order. They took out their sharp scimitars from behind, and stood in front of Robert and many soldiers on the city.
Under the ground, they cut off the heads of the dead Tulip Family soldiers one by one!
Then, all these heads were impaled on those sharp wooden stakes! Rows of wooden stakes were covered with bloody heads!!
This move immediately made all the soldiers standing on the city angry. The soldiers roared loudly and drew their weapons. The crowd was furious for a while, and some even wanted to jump off the city to fight the opponent. If the city gate had not been blocked,
If so, I'm afraid someone would have rushed out desperately!!
Even Robert, who had always been calm, had bloodshot eyes and distorted face at this moment. He suddenly roared with anger and jumped onto the city wall. In his anger, he almost jumped off the city on the spot to fight the enemy, but suddenly he was surrounded by
The commanding officer hugged him and pulled him down tightly.
"My lord! My lord!!!" The officer's eyes were red: "My lord! This is a common trick used by the prairie people! When they attack a city, they will often use this method to anger the defenders and lure them out for a decisive battle!
Don’t be fooled by them!!!”
Robert roared angrily, turned around, pointed at the prairie people and shouted loudly: "Beasts! A bunch of beasts! If given a chance! I will turn all the people on your prairie into human heads!!!!"
Du Wei stood on the hillside and looked ahead.
The men behind him felt the Duke's body trembling faintly.
Du Wei used his eagle eye technique. Although he was still several miles away, he could still clearly see what was happening below the city. Especially when the prairie people chopped off the heads of the corpses and impaled them on the wooden stakes one by one.
At this time, Du Wei's fists were clenched tightly, and his nails almost pierced the palms of his hands. The men behind him could not see this, but they could clearly feel that a terrible cold air suddenly burst out from the Duke's body!
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"Sir... you..."
Sieg tentatively spoke.
Du Wei turned his head. He looked at Siege's face, looking at this loyal magic student, and he suddenly gritted his teeth: "It's a pity that you can't see that scene... I don't know if it's luck or misfortune!"
After saying that, he composed himself: "Go down and let everyone gather, we are ready to rush over!"
"No!!" Sieg immediately objected.
"What did you say?!"
Seeing Du Wei's angry eyes, Sieg suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and said quickly: "Sir! I have been in the army. In this situation, a large army is surrounding the city, and the defenders in the city are outnumbered. According to usual practice, most of them have already
The city gate is blocked! There are too few of us, with more than 800 horses. It’s hard to say whether we can rush through the opponent’s array of 20,000 people... Even if we can rush through, the city gate is blocked. We can’t even enter the city.
!If you are forced to die by the enemy at the gate of the city..."
Du Wei was silent. He thought for two seconds and made a decision immediately.
"That's it! I'll rush into the city alone! I'm a magician and can fly in from the sky..." Just after saying this, Sieg seemed to object. However, Du Wei's murderous eyes forced him to dare not speak out.
, Du Weicai continued: "Ziege, all of you retreat temporarily, this is too close to the enemy camp! You retreat two miles! At dawn, Al Qaeda should arrive with our people! You wait until all the teams arrive! Then
...I will give you a signal! As long as you see fire rising above the city gate...you must concentrate all your forces and rush in! Do you understand?"
Sieg looked at Du Wei and was about to fight to the death: "Sir! But you are alone..."
"Let me ask you, do you understand?!" Du Wei suddenly shouted, his eyes fixed on Siege, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I am the Duke, I made a decision! Execute it!!"
"Sir! You are the coach! You are the Duke!" Sieg still wanted to stop him.
"Ziege, please remember my words." Du Wei took a deep breath, and then said word by word: "There are things in this world that you don't have to do...but some...you must do them!!"
Just next to the human head stand at the bottom of the city, when the prairie wolves were laughing and shouting unbridled, they did not notice that a thick dark cloud had quietly floated over in the sky.
Suddenly, there was a thunderous roar from behind!
boom!!!
There was a loud noise, and a bolt of lightning burst out from the dark clouds in the sky, suddenly striking down and directly hitting the hinterland of the prairie people's camp!
Then there was a burst of fire. In the camp of the prairie people, many people who were alarmed screamed in surprise. There was also a fire, which immediately burned three or five tents into a ball of fire, and the people inside had not had time to do so.
If you rush out, you will be killed in the fire!
Du Wei, one man and one horse, faced the camp of 20,000 prairie people and launched an attack!
The thunder summoning spell just now is the most advanced level five spell that Du Wei can currently use. The summoning of such a magic spell immediately took away almost half of the magic power from Du Wei's body! But with his fingers
On the ring made of multicolored stones, Du Wei replenished his magic power in a moment!
In the light of the fire, the prairie people had already noticed that there was such a group of horses rushing towards their camp. The fierce prairie wolves immediately divided into dozens of horses and rushed towards them, raining arrows all over the sky!
Du Wei was on the horse, and suddenly he slapped the saddle hard, and he immediately flew into the sky from the saddle! The magician's robe on his body was fluttering in the sky, and with his open arms, Du Wei chanted a spell loudly.
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His whole body was wrapped in a ball of silver magic light, and his open arms seemed to embrace the entire sky! As the dark clouds in the sky got lower and lower, streaks of lightning flowed among the dark clouds. Du Wei looked down from a high position.
The grassland people were as dense as ants on the ground, and his roar was heard in the sky.
"Die!!"
With a click of his finger, as if guided by God, another bolt of lightning struck the densest part of the crowd in the dark clouds!
Suddenly, flames shot into the sky!!
At this moment, Du Wei was like the incarnation of the God of Thunder. His ten fingers were as dexterous as a musician. His fingers were flying, as if commanding the thunder in the sky to turn into a gorgeous movement. Under his command, one lightning bolt after another,
It hit the ground like a series of thunderbolts!
The roar was mixed with the screams and horrified cries of countless people. The running crowds and horses often turned into charred corpses one after another after the lightning!
And after more than ten consecutive thunderbolts in one breath, a long and deep ravine two meters wide and dozens of meters long was immediately plowed out on the ground!!
The thunder summoning technique of the fifth-level magic was used by Du Wei in such a crazy and intensive manner relying on the massive magic power stored in the multicolored stones. It was indeed extremely powerful!! But it was also very consuming of magic power! Such a series of thunder summons almost drained the power.
All the magic power in Du Wei's body! If he didn't have the ring of multicolored stones, if he were an ordinary magician of the same level as Du Wei, I'm afraid that after two or three more thunders, he would be drawn due to the transition of magic power extraction.
Adults did it!!
Seeing that after this round of magic attacks on the ground, nearly a thousand people on the grassland had been killed or injured, but Du Wei felt his body collapse. With a thought, he extracted the last trace of magic power from the ring, then faced the wind and headed towards
Fly quickly towards the wall of Gilliat!!
The prairie people on the ground were frightened and angry, and were roaring and shouting one after another. Some people tried to pick up their bows and shoot arrows at Du Wei in the sky, but Du Wei's body was filled with a strong wind. Any arrows shot into the sky were immediately swept away by the strong wind.
If so, where can I shoot Du Wei?
Just when it seemed that no one could stop Du Wei, a strange voice suddenly came from the grassland people's tent above the ground. The voice seemed to be a magician from the Roland Empire chanting magic, but the tone was extremely slow.
Strangely astringent.
When this sound fell into people's ears, they couldn't help but feel upset. Du Wei was suddenly shocked!
In front of me, a huge blood-red flag suddenly appeared in the sky. The blood-red flag was huge, dozens of meters wide, and printed on it was a bloody skull!
Bloody skull flag?
Du Wei quickly stopped and stopped running into the big flag.
There was an intermittent voice below, which seemed a little weak, but this voice covered up the noise on the ground, like a sharp needle, gently piercing Du Wei's ears!
"May I ask which mage from the Roland Empire is here?"
Before he finished speaking, he saw a man in white robes rising into the sky. In an instant, he had reached the same height as Du Wei. He stood faintly on top of the blood-red skull and crossbones flag, with long gray hair flying.
It almost covered the entire face, but the skin that was exposed was so pale that it looked inhuman!
This man stood lightly and fluttering on top of the bloody skull and crossbones flag, standing right between the skull's eyebrows. Unlike the magicians of the empire, this guy didn't have any magic light in his body, and he looked almost lifeless, especially
So weird!
"I am Wu Ya, the white-clothed shaman under the command of the Prairie Witch King. I am the respected magician Roland. Please tell me your name!"