Even the rebels did not expect that the Lord's army's offensive was so fierce, and they did not care about the residents of the small town, nor did they care how many houses could be destroyed. In short, it was a continuous bombardment, using only ten catapults.
, actually smashed the west side of the town to pieces.
By the time the infantry regiment pushed the assault vehicle toward the west gate of the town, there were not many rebels even on the city wall.
In fact, they had quickly evacuated the town of Takarai since last night. Except for some archers scattered on the city wall, almost all the remaining rebels gathered on the town dock.
If the Lord's Army could have a magician ride on a jade handle and spin around in the sky at this time, he might be able to see the situation in the town clearly.
Unfortunately, with the revelation of Lord MacDonnell's association with the Black Magic Priory, the magic union on the Ganbu plane has actually completely severed ties with the Lord's army. They can only temporarily do so because the portal has been cut off.
Leave on a dry cloth surface.
The Lord's Army used up nearly 3,000 flints with a diameter of one meter in one night. When the infantry, under the cover of the cavalry, broke open the thin city gate of the town in one fell swoop, and after rushing into the town, the entire Little West District was like a
A ruin of broken bricks and tiles. Except for some unlucky town residents who were directly killed by flints, the Lord's army could not see a single person in this area.
The Infantry Regiment of the Lord's Army did not encounter any resistance from the rebels and marched directly into the entrance of the town hall in the center of the town.
The most ironic thing is that three flints fell in the town hall courtyard, and two flints fell from the roof of the town hall. Now the town hall has been reduced to a charred frame by the fire.
A group of small town tax collectors, clerks and other officials were collectively tied up in the courtyard of the town hall.
They hardly dared to close their eyes this night, they really didn't dare to sleep!
I was afraid that if I closed my eyes, I would be hit to death by a flint falling from the sky. What an unexplainable death that would be...
The rebels had withdrawn all last night, and these officials were kneeling in the courtyard of the town hall, watching the bolides falling...
When the infantry of the Lord's Army rushed into the courtyard of the town hall, some officials were even incontinent. Some of them had their hands tied with ropes and began to yell at the Lord's Army in front of them:
"I will give you half of my taxes every month. For seven days, I can only climb two round trips from the station to Takarai Town."
"You are a bunch of dogs. You bastards..."
"The cost of transporting a flint to the base is almost more than twenty silver coins including the cost of production and transportation. How much did you use in one night? How much did you use!"
"You losers..."
"They all retreated when you threw the first flint, wouldn't you send scouts in to take a look?"
"You blind people..."
The ruins of the town hall were not completely extinguished. The wind blew and charcoal ashes flew all over the sky.
The ground was covered with a layer of hot charcoal, and light red sparks immediately appeared. The rolling heat wave made the skin hurt. All the officials' lips were chapped and even blisters appeared. They cursed these officials of the Lord's Army infantry, and the corners of their mouths
They were all covered in foam, and their throats were hoarse as if they were being torn apart.
The squadron leader of the second squadron of the first infantry brigade of the Lord's Army's 7th Infantry Regiment was also ruthless. He shouted to his subordinates with a dark face: "We have occupied the town hall. All the infantry of the second squadron obeyed the order and continued to march towards the bell tower. The door
Plant the flag of our squadron..."
When attacking a city, flags are planted in various areas after the city is broken. This means to determine the ownership of the spoils. When other armies entering the city see such flags, they will try to avoid entering this area unless necessary, so as not to be in trouble.
It causes unnecessary friction within the army. Usually in this situation, the commander of the army recognizes the flag but not the people.
The squadron leader did not rescue these town hall officials. He only planted the flag of his squadron at the door and then led a group of infantrymen to seize the clock tower of the square. This was definitely ruthless...
As long as the rebel flags on the bell tower are taken down and replaced with the flags of the Lords Army, even if the Lords Army is announced to have retaken Takalé Town, such a military honor will naturally be the primary target for the squadrons to compete for.
The hoarse curses of the officials in the yard immediately turned into pitiful calls for help...
Other infantry squadrons came over, and the guard guarding the gate of the town hall explained, and finally said: "... Let them warm themselves over the fire inside, and maybe their minds can be clearer."
It continued to bake like this until noon. The squadron leader remembered that the town hall had not gone in to search for loot, so he returned to clean up the scene.
By the time they started to rescue them, the entire wooden structure of the town hall had been completely reduced to ashes. Among the tax collectors and clerks tied up in the yard, half of them had died of dehydration. Even if they were not dead, they looked at the town hall.
The skin on that side is all dry and cracked by the fire or has patches of blisters. In some places, if you touch it with your hand, a large piece of dry and cracked dead skin will fall off.
At this moment, no one has the strength to shout or curse anymore, but the courtyard of the town hall is filled with deathly silence. Although all the people who are still alive try their best to hide it, there is still an insoluble resentment in their eyes...
On the seventh day after the town of Takalé was captured by the rebels, it was finally recaptured by the lord army.
In this small town, the rebels almost purged all the nobles and businessmen in the town. Almost all the nobles who participated in the resistance with their private soldiers were hanged on wooden crosses in the square at the city gate, and their bodies were burned by fire.
It was reduced to ashes, and many manor owners in wealthy areas died at the hands of the rebels, but these manors were preserved in the flames of war.
When the lord army retaken the town of Takarai, although they did not kill a few rebels, more than a hundred town residents died under flints, and more than two-thirds of the houses in the western district were destroyed. These small towns
The residents hid in the wealthy area and became homeless again...
The only ones that no one bothered were magician nobles like Aved. He only needed to hang his magician badge at the door, and these lords would not rush in to search for loot.
Surdak stood on the roof, watching the war gradually subside, but the town had already become devastated. For a while, his heart became full of mixed emotions. It was really difficult to say anything.
"Is this war?" He lowered his head and asked the magician Avid who was lying on the wicker chair on the terrace.
Magician Avid raised his head and said seriously to Surdak: "Yes, this is war... The rebels were relatively restrained this time, at least not many tragic things happened... I said
Those tragic events are far more cruel than what we are seeing..."