The archers on the city wall leaned out from the crenels, and the arrows in their hands had just been pointed at the friendly troops under the city wall. They were surprised to find that the knights behind Lord Norton's horse were holding an arrow tightly in their hands.
Equipped with crossbows and short bows, these knights paid no attention to the fighting taking place below the city. The silver arrow tips had already pointed at the location where the archers appeared.
Obviously, these soldiers under the city have been prepared for a long time. Moreover, the range and penetration of the horn bow cannot be compared with that of the hand crossbow. The archers on the crenels all know that once they start shooting at each other, they will be at a disadvantage. The two archers have long faces.
Looking at each other, hesitant.
Most of the archers in the city were swordsmen. After stretching the bow for a long time, their arms must have become weak. Finally, I don’t know which archer could not control his fingers. Before the horn bow let go and fell to the ground, the white arrow feathers were crooked.
It shot down and landed in front of the knight's horse at the foot of the city.
"shoot!"
"shoot!"
"shoot!"
A series of short commands blasted up and down the city wall at the same time. White and green arrow feathers instantly formed a net from two directions. The number of archers on both sides was doubled, but their attack power was completely different - Hanyang
The city officers arrived within two breaths
Discovered a terrifying fact: the shooting skills displayed by the archers of the Norton Legion can only be described as amazing. Those knights holding short bows were able to shoot more than four arrows in just one breath, tearing the air apart.
The roaring sound was loud.
In less than a breath, the archers on the city wall screamed and fell behind the crenellations with their hands on their shoulders. Obviously, the knights of the Norton Legion did not want to make the situation completely uncontrollable, but only gave them a little help.
discipline.
Another two to thirty knights holding crossbows quietly drove their mounts up from both sides. The flashing crossbows immediately put great pressure on the Hanyang City soldiers who were attacking Mir Qian.
"Rebels and traitors, I'll count to three and retreat! Otherwise, I'll kill you without mercy!" Another middle-aged officer with a cold face pointed his crossbow at the squadron leader Ci Yalan and said in a deep voice, with a strong murderous intention in his tone.
Ciaran swallowed subconsciously. The strength of the Norton Army was definitely not comparable to that of the city defenders like them, who were mainly swordsman battalion troops. Ciaran believed that if they continued to resist, these so-called friendly forces would definitely be rude.
After all, even if Lord Delaware decides on the crime of attacking the commander of the Fano Army, there is only one option.
"Alas..." Ci Yalan sighed and signaled for his subordinates to throw down their weapons, muttering: "Should I regret my mistake at the beginning?"
...what should I regret?
After learning about the bloody night in the imperial capital, most of the senior officers in the Sanggan River War Zone behaved very calmly. After more than ten years of management, Delaware, the former deputy prime minister of the empire, has been working hard to gradually transform the officers of the main force in the Sanggan River War Zone.
Most of those who are loyal to him, especially the middle and upper-level officers, are from the marquis family. However, a small number of junior officers who have just been assigned from the knight school for only half a year are more loyal to the empire and fled with their direct subordinates.
Most of the people in the Xiangjielin Theater are these young officers.
As a senior local officer in Sangganhe who is not directly related to the Marquis, Ci Yalan believed that the position of squadron leader would be the highest position before retiring due to his age and ability. He had no other ideas. The Marquis, the in-law of the Marquis, announced the change of flag.
At this time, Ci Yalan was uneasy but also saw a glimmer of hope. The Holy See, the continent of Fanos, and the ancient home of the Western Emperor
The tribes unite to declare war on the Amy Empire. If... the empire is really defeated, maybe I will have the opportunity to obtain the title of a founding father. There is definitely hope for an earl or at least the title of viscount. As the saying goes, heroes emerge in troubled times -
―It was with this thought in mind that Ciaran and the three team captains reached an agreement and quickly pledged their allegiance to the Marquis of Delaware.
What Ciaran never expected was that in the eyes of senior officers like Norton of the Western Emperor Group, the soldiers after the change of flags would have such an impression... despair... For a moment, Ciaran's heart was filled with this word that he rarely thought of.
.
The soldiers of Hanyang City had crossbows pointed at their heads. They lowered their heads and threw the weapons in their hands at the base of the city wall. Groups gathered together. Several young men under the age of 18 squatted on the ground and began to sob softly.
"Cry! You have the nerve to cry?!" Mir Qian's officer's face turned livid at some point: "Sell yourself out as a thief, rebel against your beliefs, insult your ancestors, and attack friendly forces. You are a bunch of shameless bastards.
, you have the nerve to cry now!?”
"Go to hell! What right do you have to scold me? I am originally loyal to His Majesty Hongshi. You are also a human being. You are the one who sold yourself out to be a thief." Another young Hanyang soldier ignored the tightness of his companions.
He pulled his neck out in the crowd and roared back. The people in the Sichuan area are quiet-looking, but they are never short of sexual men.
"Me? I will sell myself out as a thief? Wow..." Mir Qian sneered, with deep contempt in his laughter: "You underestimate the soldiers and military families of the Ice and Snow Continent too much, and you also underestimate the mercenaries too much."
God is damning..."
Ice and snow continent? Military family?
The defenders of Hanyang City finally heard something fishy about these words, and looked up again, only to find that the young officer who was miraculous was tearing off his gray Fanos uniform and throwing it on the ground. Inside the uniform, there was actually a piece of snow-white
In a smart outfit, there are colorful tassels on the shoulders of the smart outfit.
Tassel?General?
In the minds of the military, only current generals and above are allowed to wear tassels on the shoulders of their uniforms. The generals of the seven theaters have tassels of seven different colors, the marshal of the empire has blue tassels with a gold background, and the marshal of the empire has red tassels with gold.
tassel.
"You guys have no sense of shame, and you dare to sidestep the title of 500-year-old great heritage imperial soldier. You are all cowards, and you are all bastards who are greedy for life and afraid of death. Do you think that you will definitely get benefits if you join a new master?
?!Hmph... any master
You won’t raise a shameless dog in vain that only eats with a shameful face and doesn’t protect him! Do you think the new master will remember your merits of rebellion? In the tens of millions of Eminor’s history, which surrender and traitor will get the honor?
The trust of the new master? Which traitor will have a good end in the end?!"
"If you want others to respect you, you must respect yourself! Surrender without any resistance or turn traitor. Is there such a shameless soldier in the world? Have you ever heard of a soldier of an empire using the blood of compatriots of the same language and race?
Dye your collar red?! You, all of you! From the squadron leader to the coachman and groom
And the bastard lackeys! Raise your hand and touch your chest! Ask yourselves! This part of the empire raised you up and raised you up as a seven-foot man. You...you..." The young officer's fingers trembled.
Pointing at the defenders who were mostly squatting on the ground in front of them, their lips were trembling but they could no longer speak...
The colorful tassels beat slightly in the sun as the arms trembled. The vicious words just hit the Hanyang defenders on the city wall without any pause. These words tore off all the fig leaves that these soldiers could find after changing their banners.
Come down, step on it and ravage it hard.
The male soldiers who were as strong as mountains under the city wall listened to these scolding words and squatted on the ground silently holding their heads. The transparent liquid also fell silently onto the red fertile soil.
"You..." Ci Yalan was one of the few soldiers who did not squat down. As the only mid-level officer, he probably guessed something. He just said a word and then corrected his wrong address with an honorific: "Your Excellency... Your Excellency, General
, may I ask your name?"
"Ask me?" The young officer's eyes suddenly welled up with tears, and his voice lowered: "Have you ever heard of such a military song?"
Immediately, the young officer sang in a low voice:
Thousands of miles, thousands of miles, an ocean of mirrors, a valley of ice;
Ancestors, ancestors, we went to the snowfield together and never gave up in life or death;
The blood flows from the severed heads, the bones of the ancestors, the ice and snow cover them into fertile soil, how glorious - the people of ice and snow.
With the sky above our heads and our hometown behind us, the elite soldiers in the north are so happy to live and so sad to die.
How majestic, everywhere in the world, the souls of heroes who died in battle will return home to shine on our descendants.
As the young officer sang in a low voice, some of the knights behind him put down their crossbows and lifted up their black masks to reveal young faces. Everyone's lips trembled and sang along with the young officer... None of them
Exceptionally, tears welled up in the eyes of every soldier who sang lowly almost at the same time.
"It turns out... he is the new top military commander of Gyeonggi Province..." Ciaran's curly hair hung down, and her voice was extremely low: "It is not too unfair to be defeated by Lord Huang Nao like this... General Ray Barton calculated everything.
, it’s still a bad move..."
Huh? The young officer was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to wipe his face: "Have you seen me?"
"If... I have really seen... ah..." Ci Yalan sighed: "... that would be great. Unfortunately, no, otherwise maybe we wouldn't be where we are today."
The former captain of the Imperial Swordsman Battalion turned around and signaled to the three squad captains: "My lord, you are right. As a soldier, in order to find a better future, we have gone astray. It really insults the dignity of warriors and soldiers. Everything in the past cannot be ignored."
My reputation is all my fault
Let others take the responsibility. I, Silanya, the captain of the Imperial Hanyang City Swordsman Battalion, give the following orders: Everyone, surrender to the Imperial Gyeonggi General, His Royal Highness Prince Amy Haber!" The middle-aged man's voice became louder and louder.
, I was exhausted by the end.
What?
Many ordinary soldiers in Hanyang City don't know their own ears at all! Amy Haber? The adopted son of the former Gyeonggi general Prince Chi Hanfeng? 22 years younger and the youngest general in the history of the empire, is actually the one holding Norton in front of him?
A rebel officer with a general's thigh?
How is this possible?
"Squadron Captain... you..." Just when the ordinary soldiers were in a daze, the three Hanyang City squad captains screamed almost at the same time.
Squadron Leader Silanya slowly but resolutely pulled out the knight's sword. Then he knelt down on one knee and pressed the sword blade under his knees. Then he exerted force with his right hand, and the slender steel sword broke with a sound, 90
The centimeter rapier was broken into two 40 centimeter long and short pieces.
Most of the Hanyang City defenders have not yet understood what the squadron leader is going to do.
"I am guilty, and I can only feel at ease if I die." After whispering, Silanya gently but firmly broke away from the arms of the three subordinates, holding the hilt of the broken sword with both hands at the same time. After a moment of pause, the broken sword
He punched it into the broad chest until the sword had no handle, and blood spurted out along the handle!
"Sir!" The three team captains were half-kneeling on the ground with tears in their eyes, using their shoulders to support Silanya who was about to fall.
During the process of Silanya's suicide, His Excellency Amy, the imperial general of the capital, did not say a word from beginning to end. It was not until Silanya's cold body slumped to the ground that the young general said: "The only shame of betrayal is
Only blood can wash it away."
After a moment of silence, the general turned his attention to the three team captains and the soldiers behind them: "As a mid-level officer, Silanya has cleared his name, but you all, before accepting the ruling of the Imperial Security Inspectorate, you should still remain
This dishonorable body, do what you can for the empire and the honor of your ancestors."
After another moment of silence, the general continued: "I and my subordinates from the Gyeonggi War Zone are the only ones who have come to this city. Hanyang City has changed its banner again. I think that maybe tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow at the latest, the first batch of troops to attack the Sanggan River will
The city's troops are here. Whether this city can really return to the empire depends on your determination."
"Little General, if I were just one person, I could dedicate everything to the empire. However, most of us and our families were sent to surrounding cities by General Rebaton and are now hostages. If we..." A middle-aged man
The soldier wanted to say something, but his throat was choked by the evil spirit emanating from the general.