The long-range stone-throwing vehicles of the Demonic Alliance Army were continuously launched, and waves of huge rocks hit the city wall. Amidst the dull sound, the dust and mud particles were stirred up and flew everywhere.
"It's amazing, they actually made so many powerful catapults!" Carlos, who was standing next to Cohen, remembered that he had opposed abandoning the city wall, and couldn't help but sweating profusely. "There are very few stones around the earth city. They went there.
Found so many stones?”
"The enemy has sufficient troops. It's not easy to find some rocks." Cohen replied, "If they lose another half an hour, the fog will be almost gone... It's time for us to mobilize before the war."
"Yes, sir!" Carlos replied loudly. He was dressed very neatly today. "I have everything ready."
Cohen nodded and handed over the command to Carlos. He led several staff officers out of the command post and walked towards the wall behind the earth city. The place he passed was covered with traps.
Seeing Cohen walking up the city wall, Gardenan beat the drum again. The rhythm after the three rings of the lead drum was exactly the "Listening to the Lessons" section of the first chapter of the ten movements, "Morning Rise"... Under the call of the drum
Listening to the patriarchs' arrangements for the day's activities is also the first thing the refugees do when they get up every day.
But today, the situation is a little different.
Through the light mist, the first thing the refugees gathered under the city wall saw was a huge military flag. It was a flag of the army of the Dark Province. It was moving slowly. It was a fiery red flag embroidered with gold thread.
Below is Cohen Keda, who is wearing a silver jumpsuit and a black iron sword hanging on his waist. He is walking on the city wall, followed by several majestic generals, and dozens of chiefs of major tribes are also holding high the banners of their tribes.
The flag is behind them.
The group of people stood still on the city wall, and the drumming stopped.
At this time in the past, it would have been the patriarchs who spoke, but today it was Cohen Keda who stood up first.
"I! The Supreme Commander of the Ninth Legion of the Divine Alliance, the Supreme Commander of the Dark Province of the Sbia Empire, the Divine Blessed Knight, Major General Cohen Keda!" Cohen's eyes were very firm, and his carefully combed black hair was shining.
, "Today, I will preside over your morning meeting!"
"Dong-dong-dong-dong!" After a burst of rapid drumbeats, dozens of majestic voices roared in unison, "Oh-ho-hey!"
The refugees in the city uniformly said "Ah!". This kind of drumbeat and roar should only appear in the music of "Hunting"! If used indiscriminately, it violates tradition. Why don't the patriarchs stop it?
"Don't be surprised." Cohen's voice reached everyone's ears clearly, "I changed the ten movements."
There was an uproar among the refugees.
"Sir! That's tradition!"
"If we destroy tradition, we will be punished by God!"
"What's the fuss about?" Under the transmission of magic, Cohen's violent shout made the hearts of hundreds of thousands of refugees beat wildly. "When is it tradition? God's punishment? Your current situation is not worse than God's punishment? What's going on in your heads
What are you thinking about?"
"You are thinking that things passed down by our ancestors cannot be changed! You are thinking that what qualifications do I, Cohen Keda, have to destroy your tradition? You are thinking, why don't the patriarchs stop me?"
Although there is some distance, everyone can feel the aggressive momentum in Cohen's words, "Then I will tell you that I, Cohen Keda, have changed the ten movements today."
"You should take a good look at yourselves. Generations of people have lived here according to tradition, but they have been slaughtered like animals by the two alliances of gods and demons! As long as he is happy, any noble can kill you for fun. As long as he is happy, any noble can kill you for fun.
An army can humiliate your wives and daughters in droves." Cohen raised his hand and pointed at the refugees under the city wall, "Is it because you were abandoned by gods and demons? Is it because you are lowly? That's why you dare not
Resistance, so you keep running away... But has anyone asked why? Has anyone?"
"What tells you that you are inferior? What makes you not resist? What makes you run away?" Cohen pointed his finger at the sky, "It's this music! It's this tradition! But today you have no way to escape.
Escape, there is no hiding! You can decide for yourself whether you live or die...God's punishment? Today I will not only change this damn music, but I will also take my people to kill it!"
Under the city wall, countless heads turned around, and countless whispers gathered into a dull "buzzing" sound. It was obvious that the refugees were very surprised by this decision.
After a long time, the refugees calmed down, and Cohen Keda continued speaking calmly.
"Yes, I am facing a large number of demon coalition forces. Not long ago, my soldiers were ordinary refugees like you, and they did not dare to resist! But what about now? Under my leadership, I
The army has been stationed here for ten days - hundreds of thousands of demon coalition troops were defeated and returned without tears in front of them! Who said that resistance is impossible? "
"Look at the thousands of corpses on your left. They died to protect you. How can you lose face in front of them? Look at the large number of wounded on your right. They were also injured to protect you. You can help them.
Treatment, you can take care of them, you can save your pitiful food for them, so why can't you turn to arms to protect them! Is there a big difference?" Cohen's voice
Getting louder and sharper, "Answer me! Answer me! Answer me!"
"I will no longer waste the lives of soldiers to protect you. I am not that great... You have two choices, either do it with me or stay here. If you do it with me, I will let him join the Dark Province.
I’ll just let him be fed and clothed! Whether he stays here lives or dies is none of my business.”
Although the refugees under the wall remained silent, Cohen could clearly see that there was something more in their eyes.
"I will fight to the death with the enemy today. Of course I will win. Then I will lead my soldiers and step on the corpses of the enemy and leave... As for you scum who dare not resist, you can continue to stay here and stink and rot."
Let's... let the demon coalition forces who came later rape your women and chop off your heads." Cohen's signature arrogant expression came back to his face, "I will only leave with those who dare to resist -
They are people who dare to resist, not scum who accept their fate."
"Put my military flag here! Let everyone see how I did it!" After saying this, Cohen walked down the city wall without looking back.
The flaming red military flag swayed a few times, and then firmly took root on the city wall. A few rays of sunlight penetrated the fog and shone on it. The golden light reflected from the military flag dazzled the eyes of every refugee.
Then a tribal flag with blue flowers on a black background was waved a few times and placed on the left side of the military flag.
"The Haqitai tribe has decided to resist! The entire tribe has joined the Dark Province of the Sbia Empire!" The flag was held by a gray-haired old man. "All the strong men of the Haqitai tribe stand up! Take your weapons and walk to
Come forward to protect your wives, daughters, fathers and children!"
There was an uproar among the refugees! Men from the Haqitai tribe came out one after another.
"The Tengjixun tribe has decided to resist! The entire tribe joins the Dark Province of the Sbia Empire!" Another flag moved forward, "All the strong men of the Tengjixun tribe stand up!"
The sound was like a huge stone thrown into a stagnant pool, causing waves to spread in all directions among the refugees.
"The Ganxu tribe decided to resist!"
"The Yunling tribe decided to resist!"
"The Sessis tribe decided to resist!"
A tribal flag was constantly placed on both sides of the tall military flag, and old and passionate voices were telling the oath.
Under the orders of the elders and clan chiefs, groups of adult men picked up wooden sticks, threw ropes and blew darts and gathered under the city wall. Under the command of thousands of non-commissioned officers, they lined up in neat ranks and entered the positions in the earth city one after another.
The soldiers of the Ninth Legion stayed side by side.
Everyone was told, "Listen! You can do it! Chief Cohen and the patriarchs are under the flags. Those flags will not move, and Chief Cohen will not abandon everyone!"
Those flags can be seen in any corner of Tucheng. Dozens of flags of different colors gathered together and fluttered in the wind... The refugees were surprised to find that they had never had such bright and beautiful colors as they do today.
There has never been such a mighty and dignified aura!
The sun has come out, and the fog has completely dissipated. Under the continuous attack of the catapults of the Demon Alliance for several hours, the wall in front of the Tucheng has been in pieces, and the overall height has been reduced to half of its previous level.
"How is the situation?" Cohen walked into the command post and asked Carlos in a low voice.
"Everything is normal. They are about to attack. All our troops are in position." Carlos replied, "Sir, this is a wonderful pre-war mobilization!"
"Yeah." Cohen responded noncommittally, his eyes falling on the city wall.
At the same time, there was already a buzz of people in front of the Demon Alliance formation. The soldiers of the attacking force were moving their bodies, and the messengers were running around... About half of the catapults at the back were scrapped due to the rapid launch.
"Sir, that's it!" the staff officer made his final report to the lieutenant general.
"Advance... attack!" The drum sound just now in Tucheng brought back the unpleasant memories of the lieutenant general. This memory caused his facial muscles to be severely deformed. The attack command was "squeezed" out of the corners of his mouth with great effort.
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The final battle took place under such circumstances.
Dozens of sounding arrows flew over the heads of the demon coalition forces, and the vanguard began to move.
Thousands of various siege vehicles were mixed together in a slave army with as many as 50,000 people moving forward. These bulky big guys groaned all the way, driven by human power.
Slowly creeping towards the Tucheng. Surrounding them are the black slave soldiers, and of course, there are also a large number of supervisory teams.
The slave soldiers lined up reluctantly and walked forward cautiously. A few days ago, the large number of feather arrows fired from the Tucheng made them frightened, and the intermittent familiar drum sounds made them even more confused...
...If it weren't for the crossbow arrows pointed at the backs of the supervising team, they would have run away completely.
Gradually, they have approached the defender's previous bow and arrow strike range, and their own catapults have also stopped firing...
"Report, sir! There is no movement from the enemy!" A messenger ran to the headquarters to report. In fact, he didn't need to say that several commanders had already seen all this.
"What's going on! How come they didn't react?" The Lieutenant General felt that his head was about to explode. "They are clearly within the range of bows and arrows... and their catapults didn't respond either!"
The combat intention of the demon alliance is actually very simple. It is to pave the way with a slave army first, and then risk 50,000 lives to set up siege vehicles for the main battle army behind. If they are lucky, this slave army may be able to charge into the city.
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Behind this slave legion is the 27th legion. They also attack as a whole legion. Their mission is to firmly occupy the city wall in the first few attacks.
Then there is the 28th Legion with the Slave Legion. Their task is to develop into the interior of the Tucheng after the 27th Legion captures the city wall until they occupy the wall behind the Tucheng. For these soldiers with strong combat effectiveness, a large number of
Bringing along slave soldiers can effectively protect yourself, and those special soldiers can even jump up and down in the streets and houses of Tucheng.
Behind them is the 26th Legion. After both city walls are opened, this light cavalry legion can march straight in and disperse to hunt down the enemy's stragglers in order to end the battle as soon as possible.
In the end, two slave legions were left as coolies to clean up the battlefield.
To be fair, in order for this tactic to be implemented smoothly, the Demon Alliance Army put in a lot of effort and hardship.
Countless soldiers and officers spent the night imagining the scene of them heroically killing the enemy. Those who thought quickly even thought of the scene of being decorated. But at this time, the enemy army was so desperate! This, this kind of attitude is not what it used to be.
Splashing dirty water on people's faces?
Not to mention that damn drum sound at night! That drum sound consumed the magician's magic power, made the officer's throat hoarse with shouting, and made hundreds of thousands of soldiers stand for half the night, anxious and angry half the night.
"Is there any conspiracy by the enemy?" An idea flashed in the lieutenant general's mind, and he blurted out an order, "Speed up the front team and start attacking!"
Fifty thousand people shouted in unison, carrying light ladders and rushing towards the city wall together! During the rapid advance, their formation became more and more scattered, like wild beasts that had exploded in their nests, and they rushed towards the city wall with a black roar.
"Sir, it seems that the enemy has run out of supplies." Looking at the ladders that have been erected on the city wall, the staff officer next to the lieutenant general sighed, "They can't even hold the remaining city wall. It seems that they are really
We are at the end of our rope!”
The lieutenant general did not answer. He was pressing his lips together and staring directly at the slave soldiers climbing on the ladder with twinkling eyes.
"Go up!" the staff officer pointed at the city wall and shouted.
The first person in the demon alliance to climb the city wall was the flag bearer of a slave legion. The flag bearer was waving the flag in his hand and walking on the half-broken city wall. He howled so loudly that he could hardly believe that he could survive unscathed.
!The whole person was in a trance, as if in a dream.
More and more slave soldiers climbed up, and in a moment, the low city wall was filled with black people.
"Okay!" the lieutenant general shouted fiercely. He considered himself an elegant nobleman, and he was in an extremely happy mood at this time, with a hint of heroism in his tone.
Seeing more and more enemy soldiers, Carlos couldn't help but feel a little panicked, but Cohen was still there.
"Sir..." Carlos asked softly, "do you want to shoot these people down first?"
Cohen replied slowly, "No, we don't have many bows and arrows, just watch them perform."
There are more and more soldiers on the city wall, and gradually they have reached the point where they can no longer stand. Originally, these slaves were regarded as consumables, and the weapons and armor they were equipped with were pitiful. Driven by the supervisory team, they only had to move forward.
As long as they don't run in the wrong direction, no one has even thought about training them and assigning them more officers.
As for what to do in special situations, the soldiers did not dare to ask and no one told them. Now, these slave soldiers can only stand on the wall and stare blankly.
There is no place for inserting pins on the city wall, but the slaves below are still being driven up by the supervising team. The upper and lower passages on the inside of the city wall have long been removed by the divine coalition forces, and the soldiers in the front row have been squeezed down in large numbers. These
The unlucky ones cried loudly and all fell into the trap at the base of the wall.
The civil engineering work of the Phantom Legion is unparalleled. The traps lined up along the walls are deep and wide, and the screams of the soldiers when they fall are actually echoed!
If you fall, you will die. Seeing that the people behind are still pushing up, the soldiers who are already standing on the city wall are not happy. There is no supervising team here anyway. In order to save their lives, these soldiers began to spontaneously prevent other soldiers from coming up.
However, there was an eye-catching supervisory team behind, and the soldiers under the wall had to go up, so the entire slave army was divided into two groups by a dilapidated wall.
As soon as they leave the firepower range of the supervising team, how can these slave soldiers have any military discipline?
The people above shouted wildly, "Hey! The people below don't come up anymore, we can't stand here anymore!"
The person below was pointed at the back with an arrow, and his eyes were already red, "Then you come down and try!"
"Don't come up again." The man above raised his weapon, "I will chop you, I really will chop you..."
"Cut your ****!" The wave of his hand below was like a knife.
It was just a quarrel at the beginning, but then someone started to fight, and finally developed into a fight with weapons amidst the screams! The people on the wall used their weapons to kill the people below, and the people below fought hard to kill them all the way up.
.What the two factions are doing now is no different from the real offensive and defensive sides...
If there were a sufficient number of officers at all levels to command them, if there were soldiers who had received enough training and could adapt to the situation, and if there were no supervisory teams behind them to cause such a panic, none of this would have happened.
But all this... has already happened.
Because of the unexpected incident on the city wall, the headquarters of the Demonic Alliance Army was in a state of turmoil. The lieutenant general was furious, and his subordinates were in a panic... The slave army of 50,000 people was determined based on the enemy's previous resistance.
According to the plan, there should be very few of them left after the follow-up troops arrive, but now, they are fighting on the city wall themselves.
Do you need to reorganize your formation? Do you want to suspend the attack and withdraw the slave army? No kidding, the morale cannot be reduced, and these soldiers did not have a good rest last night. If the enemy counterattacks at this time, this chaotic slave army will be
Become their vanguard!
The lieutenant general gritted his teeth and became ruthless.
"Continue the attack! Kill everything that blocks the advance - no matter what they are!" Amid the shouts, dozens of messengers on fast horses rushed out from the headquarters with such orders and went everywhere.
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A large number of soldiers from the war team drove forward and fired crossbows not far from the city wall, while the catapults behind them also threw huge rocks again.
Target - the slave soldiers in chaos on the city wall!
Blood rain splattered, bones and flesh flew everywhere, and innocent souls were everywhere.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" The voice in Tucheng that made the demon alliance army hate it to the bone rang out again at this moment!
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" Hundreds of large drums were beating together, which was the song "Sorrowful Departure" in the ten movements. The sound of the drum was slow and low, and coupled with the bloody light on the city wall, it sounded like
It hurts so deeply.
"It's the damn drums again! It's the damn drums again!" The drums once again angered someone. Among the top commanders of this demonic coalition, the blue blood vessels on his forehead had clearly emerged.
"Kill me—kill!"
The 27th legion that followed had arrived. The archers in the legion lined up neatly after passing over the siege vehicles, and joined in the massacre of their own slave legion with uniform movements.
There are traps in front that cannot be crossed, and there are arrow clusters behind. The slaves on the city wall are crying without tears. A few people jumped off the city wall with tears and were buried in the traps under the wall. But more soldiers were facing the headquarters.
He knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, crying loudly and begging the commander at the rear for mercy...
However, the roaring boulders continued unabated, and the shooting of bows and arrows became more intensive.
Faintly, the wails and screams were as if they were real things, striking everyone's hearts hard, even the soldiers of the main battle legion of the Demonic Alliance who were killing many people - in the face of such a massacre, their ferocity
The momentum has also weakened a lot.
It didn't take long for the city to calm down.
Of the 50,000-strong slave army, except for a small number who were standing under the city and survived, most of them had died on the city wall, in the hands of their own people.
"Continue! Continue!" Someone's hoarse voice still echoed in the demon alliance headquarters, "Destroy the city wall completely!" (To be continued)