As time went by, the weather gradually became colder, and the grass on the hillside was already covered with white frost in the morning.
Allen's camp on the hillside gradually took shape with the joint efforts of villagers and mercenaries. It has a trench two meters wide, dense and sharp wooden spikes, and a wall more than two meters high that is deep on the outside and shallow on the inside.
Although the defensive power is not as good as the high walls of the Herus Castle, there is no problem at all in preventing the enemy's small-scale troops from attacking the camp.
In order to ensure that he has sufficient vision, Allen also built a sentry tower on the east and west sides of the hillside. To the east, he can clearly see most of the situation on the other side of the Herus Fortress, and to the west, he can monitor the forest under the hillside.
And that secret mountain trail.
However, the enemy didn't seem to make much movement, and didn't seem to have much interest in the Herus Fortress.
Not to mention the gathering of large troops, there were not even many small-scale investigations. Allen had not killed the light cavalry of the Dark Religion for half a month.
Normally, as long as these scouts dressed in pitch-black uniforms appeared in sight, Allen would fly over and kill them without hesitation. Slowly, fewer and fewer cavalrymen dared to come here to investigate.
However, although the enemy did not do anything bad, King Ragnar sent messengers twice in a row, bringing bad news that was enough to shake the morale of the army.
The first time was when large-scale enemy forces began to appear near Fort Jelborg. The troops Ragnar had gathered in Sargoth had to be sent there as support. The counterattack had become a joke at this time.
Being able to hold on, trade life and depth for time, and pray to the unknown god to grant a change in the situation of the Kingdom of Nord is everything the Kingdom of Ragnar can hope for.
Of course, if Ruidian and Wikia can see the situation clearly and react quickly enough, the Nord Kingdom still has a chance.
Unfortunately, the mobilization ability of the feudal feudal system was extremely poor, and it was also very difficult to negotiate such a resolution to support other countries. If there was no news in a short period of time, we could only leave it to fate.
The only good news is that the two countries have not yet given Ragnar an accurate answer, which allows him to retain a glimmer of hope.
The second news is that a large-scale army of the Dark Sect has also appeared near Sargos. The army summoned by King Ragnar for the second time needs to stay in the royal capital.
In other words, the Herus Fortress no longer has any reinforcements, and Haidayal and Allen can only rely on their own troops to resist the attack of the Dark Sect.
This is not an easy task. Although Allen has brought thousands of mercenaries, they are all good and bad. With the blessing of the Freedom Riders, the combat effectiveness can barely compare with the army of the Kingdom of Nord.
Haidayar's army was large in number, reaching more than 2,000, but its quality was very poor, except for some of the soldiers who escaped from Kulin Castle and were considered elite.
Half of the soldiers in the Herus Fortress were forcibly recruited recruits who had just taken up arms, but the number of the most elite temple guards was extremely small.
In the first battle between the Kingdom of Nord and the Dark Cult, Haidayar's army suffered some damage. When he left Tiha, he also gave some of the most elite temple guards around him to his father, and also
It is Marshal Eden who is on the front line.
Now, Tiha has fallen, and the soldiers have either died in battle or been captured. After the enemy completely captures the city of Tiha and Fort Kulin, the Herus Fortress will inevitably face the enemy directly.
As the temperature gets colder and colder, the soldiers put on the winter coats they had prepared early under the lining of their armor. Thin layers of ice began to appear on the rivers and streams that originally flowed quietly in the cold night.
What is coming will eventually come. There are no scouts or vanguards. One night later, the large army of the Dark Cult suddenly appeared on the west side of the Herus Castle. Their pitch-black armor was boundless under the winter sun.
The other party seems to want to give Haidayar an impressive deterrent, or has sufficient confidence in his own strength.
Therefore, there was no negotiation or negotiation between the two sides at all. The Dark Sect sent its most elite soldiers from the very beginning, carrying ladders and rushing up along the narrow mountain road in front of the Herus Fortress.
They want to break through the city wall in the first wave of attacks, so that the Nord lords who defend the city can see how powerful the Dark Cult is.
"Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow"
The command sounded, and countless arrows flew in the air at high speed, but such an attack was nothing to the Python Fang, which was armed to the teeth.
The gleaming and sophisticated plate armor is enough to protect the entire head, and the full-face helmet is enough to protect the safety of the wearer. Unless the arrow can hit the thin observation hole of the helmet, it will only make a "ding-dong" sound.
"Dang" sound, and then helplessly fell to the ground.
Long-range has never been the strong point of the Nord Kingdom. The longbows in their hands do not have the strength to penetrate gold and stone like Rhodok's siege crossbow, and the arrows they use are not the armor-piercing arrows special to Wikiia, so they can only deal with it.
It's just cannon fodder with insufficient armor.
After the first wave of arrows, Haidayar discovered the opponent's intention to strike down in one fell swoop. In a hurry, he sent all the royal guards and temple guards to the city wall, and even sent them outside.
Messenger, I hope Allen can bring elites to support him.
As long as they are elite.
As soon as the messenger carrying the order stepped off the city wall, the Dark Cult's army rushed to a position twenty or thirty meters away from the city wall against the arrows of the Nord army.
"Get up, set up the ladder."
Amid the hoarse shouts, more than a dozen ladders were erected high from the crowd, and the iron hooks on their tops shone brightly in the sun.
"Throw!"
With Haidayar's loud shout, hundreds of huge black spots were like raindrops, flying towards the crowded python fangs, which contained powerful and heavy throwing spears, as well as spinning and flying...
Throwing axes.
Different from the soft arrows just now, these throwing weapons thrown by the temple guards and royal guards have absolutely powerful power to break through the thick armor of the enemy.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Even the most powerful royal knights of Ruidian have to retreat when faced with the rain of garbage from the Nord Kingdom, and instead let the cannon fodder consume them.
Because if they are hit during the charge, they will surely die. Their precious lives will sometimes be taken away by extremely cheap weapons.
Amidst the sound of "ping ping ping pong", most of the Python Fangs rushing at the front were hit.
Although with the help of their thick enough armor and the secretive training methods of the Dark Sect, these elite cultists did not immediately suffer a large number of deaths.
However, the serious injuries caused by throwing axes and throwing spears were enough to render them incapable of fighting.
Even the ladders that had been erected high fell from the sky after losing the support of the soldiers.
While making a creaking sound, it hit the city wall and either caused a commotion in the crowd or was smashed to pieces.
The city wall of the Herus Fortress, which is an important defensive site, is too tall. The damaged ladder was unable to help Python Fang climb the city wall due to its reduced length.
The precarious castle seemed to be safe at this moment.
However, facing the shockingly damaging throwing weapons of the Nord Kingdom, the Python Fangs who were still standing had no intention of retreating. Their fanatical worship of the God of Darkness made them fearless of death.
The ax and hammer flying up and down in his hand resisted the sharp weapon that screamed in the air.
This is a group of lunatics who have been completely brainwashed by the cult. Once they step onto the battlefield, they care almost nothing except the orders from their commanders.
The casualties, blood, and wailing did not affect them at all, and they continued to walk towards the bottom of the city wall.
At this time, Haidayar, whose face was covered with sweat even in the harsh winter, looked at the actions of these madmen under the city wall and did not quite understand what they were going to do.
Is it possible for the opponent to wear such heavy armor and climb up the smooth city wall with bare hands? This is simply impossible.
However, as soon as this idea appeared in Haidayar's mind, an extremely burly man came out of the Python Fang team below the city.
Originally, the Dark Cult who could become the Python Fang had to be at least 1.89 meters tall, and this one was a whole head taller than the people around him. He was one of the three leaders of the Dark Cult.
Yormungund, the leader of the Knights of the Python's Fang.
As soon as he walked out of the crowd, a layer of earth-yellow aura visible to the naked eye emerged from his body, and the large ax and hammer in his hand condensed a huge earth-yellow light ball.
Immediately, Yumongund raised the weapon in his hand high, kicked his feet hard, and flew towards the tightly closed city gate like an arrow from the string, and the khaki aura that was constantly churning on his body was even thrown away.
Throw his spear at his flying axe.
"boom!!!"
A huge crash sounded, and Haidayar felt that the city wall under his feet was shaking slightly.
"City gate! Guard the city gate, go quickly, go quickly!!"
Being able to cause such a huge movement, Haidayar, who had always been very confident in the city gate, now had a look of panic on his face.
The gate of the Herus Fortress is made of half-meter-thick logs. In order to increase its strength, it is covered with a layer of iron. It is impossible for anyone to destroy it from the front.
But now, Haidayar no longer has this confidence, and what's worse is that the chaos caused by the previous wave of throwing weapons has subsided, and the well-armored enemies have once again erected several ladders.
Most of the royal guards and temple guards had just received orders to support the city gate.
This is the disadvantage of not having enough elites to attack the opponent. Once more elites bloom, they will be stretched thin and the enemy will be able to break through.
"Has Captain Allen's support not arrived yet? I need his help now..."
"Bang~~~" "Click"
Before Haidayal could finish his words, another loud noise directly interrupted his words, and the sound of the city gate breaking made his eyes wide open.
Now, Haidayar finally understands why the city of Tihar, with its high walls and thick walls, was easily breached by the Dark Sect without even being able to hold on for half a month.
Facing this kind of monster that doesn't look like a human being, only if you can defend it will you be considered a ghost.
"Bang~~~" "Squeak"
In the face of Jormungand's powerful third attack, although the scarred city gate could still hold on, the three door bolts holding the gate suddenly broke.
When the temple guards and royal guards who received the order had just arrived at the city gate, the tall and burly Yormungund, covered in blood, was looking at them with a ferocious smile on his face, holding a ferocious ax and hammer.
There were more than a dozen mutilated corpses on the ground, as if they had withstood the torment of the violent storm. They were the Nord warriors who originally guarded the city gate. They could not hold on for even a few minutes in front of Jormungund.
And the Python Fang, which had been prepared for a long time, had already arrived behind their leader.
"Go up, stop them."
Olaf Yar, who fled all the way from Kulin Castle to the Herus Fortress, looked at the tragic scene in front of him and sternly ordered the Nord elites beside him, while he himself had a Nord shield in his left hand and a short-handled battle ax in his right hand.
He rushed straight towards Jormungund.
In the Horus Fortress, apart from Hedayar who was commanding the battle on the city wall, the most powerful person was himself. It was simply impossible to expect the temple guards to stop the monster in front of them.
A blue aura filled the air, covering Olaf's body, and the steel ax inlaid with gems turned into a white light and struck at the demon-like figure in front of him.
Looking at the enemy rushing towards him, the ax hammer in Jormungand's hand made a sound of wind in the air. With a "bang", Olaf's figure flew back, knocking down several royal guards in a row.
Stopped, the Nuohuang shield had been smashed into pieces, and the left arm had been twisted into an extremely weird shape.
"Ha, rubbish."
Looking at the unconscious Olaf, Jormungund sneered angrily, not even bothering to chase down this opponent who was far different from him. Instead, he waved the powerful ax and hammer in his hand and struck at those who were in the process of fighting.
The Nords fight desperately with their subordinates.
It is more important to break through the city gate as soon as possible. There are endless soldiers waiting to enter the castle, plunder this place, massacre this place, and occupy this place.
Every time the ax and hammer danced, a Nord royal guard spat out blood, and every time the wind sounded, a temple guard had his tendons broken. These top soldiers of the Nord Kingdom had no trace of anything in front of Jormungund.
The power of resistance.
Those Python Fangs who broke into the city gate, with the help of their own leaders, were overwhelming along the way, overwhelmingly overcoming the Nords' obstruction that they risked their lives for.
The road was covered with swaying corpses, and blood flowed like a stream. At this time, more Nord warriors had arrived at the city gate entrance under Heydayar's order.
However, when they looked at the purgatory-like scene in front of them, their legs felt as if they were filled with lead, and even taking a step forward was a delusion.
However, Yormungund, who caused all this, had an indifferent and arrogant smile on his face, and with the fangs of the python under his command, he approached the Nords who were trembling but still not retreating step by step.
They did not have the courage to step forward, but they were not so cowardly that they turned around and ran away. The Nords had a tenacity that was fearless of death in their bones.
"Boom"
A lightning bolt like a silver tree pierced the sky and struck Yormungandr, who was surrounded by yellow light.
There was a loud "click", countless bolts of lightning exploded, followed by dozens of screams.