The soldiers looked solemn, and began to attack the shield wall.

They watched the hills advance slowly. No one dared to move rashly. They were uniformly dressed and in neat formation. The pressure of the army was extremely strong, and the melodious horn sounds heightened the solemn atmosphere.

The defenders of Coblenz were all Frankish standing armies. As a professional killing team, they had never seen such an army.

Flag Captain Fred's face was trembling, and his sword-handling hand was shaking even more violently! Oh my God! The ranks are uniform. I want to fight with this kind of army?

"Brothers! Hold on! Hold on to our door!"

But no one answered.

The defenders were waiting for the unknown battle in surprise. Although the brothers had long agreed on fighting resolutely, they obviously saw the approaching shield wall and immediately judged that this was a strong army.

Is this really a Norman mercenary from the Eastern Kingdom? It does not match the intelligence of previous encounters.

Is this the army of Baron Nassau? It's impossible! To be able to dispatch such an army, Count Ingol must have such strength.

So, is this really another Norman army? A completely new Norman army that is truly converted to God?

Sergeant Frank's arrogance determined that they would not surrender easily. Now everyone felt that the situation was very difficult, but there was no time to hesitate or complain.

The soldiers poked their heads out of the battlements and raised their swords to signal their presence and will to fight. They prepared stones within easy reach, intending to kill anyone who dared to attack the city.

However, the lack of emphasis on bows and arrows meant that these heavily armored soldiers only had single-digit archers.

The specific situation of the defenders made Blue Fox and Black Fox unhappy. Considering the identity of the other party, Blue Fox cautiously decided to go all out.

Blue Fox, who was wearing heavy armor and a funny and compact helmet, gave precise instructions: "Crossbow! Wooden bow! Slingshot! All in line. Warriors, make way for them first."

The shield wall was divided into multiple exits, and the archers came out one after another. They took up positions in front of the shield wall, especially the crossbowmen, who began to step up and accumulate strength before cocking their bows.

Six trolleys equipped with torsion slingshots came out of the formation, and their shooting directions were aimed at the main gate, and the soldiers began to accumulate strength.

Everything was done in an orderly manner, just like they had done in previous battles.

The majority of soldiers watched these brothers making tactical preparations on the slope outside the fortress, and the battlefield fell into a brief silence.

"Sir, what are they doing?" Some defenders shouted in confusion.

Fred, the captain of the garrison flag, was completely unaware of the opponent's tricks. He noticed the archer. "Only God knows. You must be calm and prepare your shields. They seem to be shooting arrows."

Indeed, Blue Fox spent some time preparing just so that he could win the siege with one blow. He did not want to drag the battle into a protracted battle.

Seeing that his subordinates were ready, Blue Fox simply walked out of the battle formation and stood directly among the six torsion slingshots.

He patted the backs of several of his subordinates who were smiling and showing teeth as if they were about to gnaw meat, and deliberately asked: "Those Franks are very brave, they actually leaned forward. What do you think? Try to shoot them."

The person being questioned was a little embarrassed. He pointed his thumb at the city gate and said, "It's a little far away."

"Adjust the scale and let's try it. Oh, you change the javelin into cast iron bullets."

"Forced shooting may not kill anyone."

"It doesn't matter. I just want to scare them."

Now, under the name of Baron of Nassau and even the flag of the Eastern Kingdom, the Ross army attacked the "turtle shell" completely at its own pace.

They all stand within a stone's throw to ensure their absolute safety, and the maximum range of the torsion slingshot can cover the entire Koblenz Fortress.

At the command, the slingshot is loaded with projectiles and fired!

The slightly rotating cone-shaped cast iron was so powerful that it drew a large-angle parabola in the air and hit the stone city walls one after another.

Suddenly, granite debris flew everywhere, and the sudden shelling shocked the defenders who were looking over their heads to shrink their heads.

Instinct drove Fred to sit down and lean against the wall to protect himself.

He didn't understand what it was, and instinctively felt that if he was hit by it, even chainmail wouldn't save his life.

There was a deathly silence in the fortress, and the surprised defenders all hid, except for a flag that whistled in the mountain wind.

"Boss, I don't think it's possible. My eyesight is very good, and the projectiles didn't kill anyone." A shooter expressed deep regret.

But Blue Fox smiled slightly and squinted his eyes: "The effect is actually good, they are all scared to hide. Very good, we can attack with all our strength."

There is no need to hesitate anymore, and there is no need to even prepare for a rain of arrows.

The Russian army began a full-scale attack, but there was no chaotic charge. Instead, the military formation opened a large hole on its own.

"Let's go!" An extremely strong Nordic blond warrior as strong as a bear roared, followed by the roar of all twenty heavily armored men.

The huge pine wood was carried up by them. The newly cut and wet wood was believed to be able to knock down the heavy wooden door in one fell swoop. After all, it seemed that the outside of the door was strong and dry.

These twenty strong men wore chainmail armor reinforced with iron sheets, and the iron helmets on their heads had face protectors. They stood like iron men.

Such heavy armor is to resist the various objects thrown down by the defenders when they storm the gate, and a large number of brothers who assist in the attack are the enemies suppressing the city.

What is a veteran who is good at fighting? Blue Fox is such a person. He has experienced many battles and learned a lot of experience in the war. Especially how to arrange siege tactics. King Ross is indeed a teacher in this regard.

Thin wood and ropes were woven into an anti-arrow shield that required two people to lift together. It could protect against sudden and falling rocks. The person holding this armor followed the pine battering ram closely, and a large number of sword and shield bearers continued to defend it. The trolley equipped with the torsion slingshot is advancing, and the crossbowman has taken the lead in entering the place where the arrow can be shot.

Those defenders who only put out a pair of eyes had never seen this kind of fighting method.

"It's strange. My family has been soldiers for generations and fought with Charlemagne. What's going on? No! They are trying to break down the door!"

Although Fred had a clear consciousness, it was too late. Although the three gates of the fortress were reinforced, they only had bolts on them. This was the only preparation for dealing with ordinary attackers. When he fell into this new group of The enemy comes prepared and confident.

In panic, he shouted to his subordinates inside the fort: "It's the gate! Block the gate with all your strength!"

However, the pine battering ram had already started sprinting, and twenty strong men in heavy armor were running together. Even if the defenders did not take any clear countermeasures, the big pine wood had already slammed into it.

Even the city gate itself shook violently. The overly powerful momentum caused the heavily armored warriors who rushed forward to hit the door due to inertia, and the brothers who followed bumped into them. The scene was like a group of fish packed in a can.

"Idiots! Get up! The gate hasn't fallen down yet."

"Get up quickly, lift the wood, and let's continue banging."

The twenty soldiers who were knocked to pieces climbed up awkwardly. At this moment, the defenders finally began to counterattack.

Stones were thrown down, and the defenders were immediately sniped at by crossbowmen waiting to do their job, and even the bullets from the torsion slingshots killed them summarily.

The defenders in the city gate area were completely suppressed, and the attacking troops took the initiative with only minor casualties.

Bulletproof shields made of wooden strips guarded the two wings of the battering ram, and they were raised above their heads. More soldiers put their shields on their heads because those hiding behind the wall were busy throwing small stones.

The crossbowmen aimed at the battlements with eager eyes, shooting whenever there was any sign of the enemy showing up. Those inferior arrows were even thrown into the air, not aiming to hit the enemy, but only to disrupt their defenses.

Blue Fox was observing the entire battle situation from behind. So far, everything was under his control, and the development of the battle situation was completely within the pre-war estimates.

"Brother, if you prepare all the long ladders in advance, the effect may be better." Black Fox couldn't hide his eagerness to try.

"Maybe. Now, we just wait for the door to be knocked open."

"Okay!" A steel sword was pulled out, and the fat black fox held the sword he ordered: "This way I can be a real warrior, which is enough to convince the public. Watch me kill a few enemies and sacrifice my sword with blood.

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"Wait a minute, take the sword back first." Blue Fox held his brother's right arm holding the sword.

"Why."

"I'm afraid you'll get hurt recklessly."

"I'm fearless!"

"I know you're not afraid of anything. But you can't go all out this time! How will you make money if you die?"

"You look down on me?" Black Fox felt that he was despised by his second brother, and his fighting spirit became even stronger.

"This is not a chance yet. When the city gate collapses and the heavily armored warriors fight, we can just follow. Remember, from now on you will be a real local noble, not a charging soldier. You are better than all of them.

Noble, don't die too hastily."

"Forget it. I want to be like you! When have you ever been afraid?!" Black Fox's eyes seemed to be on fire, and he looked at his second brother with questions.

"Me?" Lan Hu wanted to laugh, so he laughed out loud, then pinched his brother's neck and said meaningfully: "I'm fearless? What a joke. So I stand in the back, this is an absolutely safe place. You must remember

Stay! You don’t have to go to war to kill the enemy in person. Don’t be fooled by the rumors that those soldiers are brave and fierce. What are you fighting for? It’s wealth and status. If you give others a lot of money, they will fight hard for you, and in the end you will get what you want.

It will be the territory and all the wealth within it. Learn from you!"

The black fox is still confused, but since his brother is not willing to fight by himself, then forget it. Maybe what his brother said is very reasonable. He is really on the battlefield. This little fat man from Northern Europe who is only sixteen years old is infected by the warm atmosphere.

I want to see blood flowing like a river.

Standing on the other side, Fred, the captain of the defending flag, was still resisting, but some of his subordinates had already chosen to escape.

Although all three gates were bolted, the main gate, which was under attack, not only had additional wooden supports on the ground to assist in the investigation, but also had soldiers in chainmail nervously waiting for work.

Those with weak willpower completely abandoned their creed and actually took off their chain mail, wearing helmets and broad-bladed iron swords around their waists, carrying ropes and retreating to the safe area of ​​the south wall of the fortress.

, release the rope and escape like a monkey.

Seeing this scene, Fred felt like he was stabbed deeply in the back.

"What are you idiots doing? Are you traitors?!"

He was shouting and cursing loudly, but was completely drowned out by the shouts of the group of Normans who stormed the main entrance.

The slogan in Norse was repeated continuously, and the chant rhythmically encountered the impact of the pine battering ram. Thanks to the fact that this fortress was built on the basis of a Roman-era barracks, its stone foundation was strong enough. The initial blow was fierce.

The attack causes the gate to waver, but it still needs to continue to hit before it collapses. It's like a knife that keeps bleeding. As long as you persist, the gate will definitely collapse.

"It's going to collapse!" Some soldier shouted, and now hundreds of soldiers noticed the violent loosening of the wall at the city gate.
To be continued...