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0360 siege

Hundreds of people squatted outside the manor's walls. The remaining nobles of Cold Wind City pulled out all the manpower they could mobilize and threw themselves into the current battle with all their might.

It was very exciting to take down the wall easily. In order to continue to boost morale, a dozen military nobles took the lead, raised tall tower shields, grabbed heavy weapons such as flails, and gathered momentum to rush over and break the defense of the manor's main castle.

The nobles were followed by more than a hundred attendants and slaves, a few of them were holding swords, and most of them were holding some collected firewood, intending to attack with fire. The second daughter of the Dorui Xing family blessed some people with wild power, increasing their strength and

courage.

More than a dozen tower shields formed a shield wall, arrayed front and back to enhance defense. When the shield wall poured in from the main entrance of the manor, a thick crossbow bolt was immediately fired from the attic of the main castle thirty or forty meters away.

A noble warrior raised his shield high, concentrating his whole body's strength, and even the surface of his body lit up with a light that strengthened his defense. But when faced with the crossbow bolts shooting down, the shield he raised broke with a "n" sound.

Vigorously miracle!

The defensive light seemed to have some effect, but obviously the effect was not big enough. The crossbow bolt penetrated his abdomen, shattered his spleen and kidneys, and pinned him to the ground. The body that was hit was like a broken bag, filled with blood.

It flowed out loudly.

The noble warrior couldn't believe that he had become the first casualty. He looked down at the crossbow bolt that penetrated his body and tried to pull it out. However, the crossbow bolt was as thick as an arm and did not move at all. Then he thought of asking for help.

But other nobles holding shields quickly moved away or around, and continued to charge forward. Everyone felt that such a ruthless heavy crossbow must have a slow firing speed and a limited range. Since one has been fired, it is safe to rush forward.

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This was indeed the case. The heavy metal crossbow in the attic required two people to work together to cock it, and it was impossible to shoot at a close target. However, the noble warrior in front was soon hit by more intensive light crossbow fire.

The nobles in the front row were all strong men, holding iron tower shields and rushing the fastest. However, as soon as they emerged, the crossbow bolts from the direction of the main castle did not stop. They could feel the arms holding the shields uploading them.

Come to continuous impact.

The iron arrows could even penetrate the tower shield, making a shivering sound, and then pierced out from the other side. This strength was so amazing that the nobles scolded them one after another.

"These untouchables are using despicable crossbows."

"We must kill them all so that they will never dare to touch the crossbow again."

"Hell, where did they get so many crossbows? They are extremely powerful."

Holding heavy tower shields, the noble warriors also moved forward very quickly. But it was a bit troublesome to withstand the crossbow arrows. It was only a distance of thirty or forty meters, and it seemed that they could run across it in one breath. But the arrows were extremely heavy.

Soon a crossbow bolt penetrated the tower shield, causing casualties.

The arm of a shield-wielding warrior was pierced by an arrow. The muscles and tendons of the arm were severed, and blood flowed profusely. He screamed and stopped, and the tower shield in his hand could only barely stay on the ground. Others continued

Moving forward, a gap appears in the shield wall.

"Shoot in through that gap." The officer of the action team was on the third floor of the attic, eyeing the opportunity at a glance. If it were normal, he would have asked the orderer to shout, but the opportunity would be missed in a fleeting moment, but

Now we just need to inform the Holy Light.

Sophia was like a battlefield radio, quickly and accurately gathering the shooters on the first and second floors of the main castle to shoot at the gaps exposed by the enemy. In just one breath, seven or eight crossbow bolts were fired in. The distance was so close, there was no chance of a miss.

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The light crossbow produced at the Harmony Village Forge is the standard equipment for the Guards Infantry, and each person has one. The forged metal crossbow arm can be made light, tough, and extremely elastic.

When a soldier is strong enough, he can step on the upper winding. If he is not strong enough, he can use a ratchet to wind it. This weapon is twice as powerful as an ordinary handmade wooden weapon. The iron arrows it fires can penetrate ordinary heavy armor at close range.

If you want to defend against it, you must either use arcane defense or magic armor. In short, these are not things that the poor people in the North can popularize.

There was just such a gap, and several screams were heard when the crossbow bolts were fired into it. The shield wall could not be maintained even more, and several noble warriors fell again, and the gap became wider and wider.

After all, the nobles still had tower shields. As long as they didn't die on the spot or were injured, they could endure the retreat temporarily. But the attendants and serf soldiers who followed behind were similar. Another wave of crossbow bolts came at them, and they fell down like a sickle harvesting them.

The person in the front was dead, but the attendants and soldiers behind were still pushing and pushing. But no matter how hard they pushed, they could not withstand the blood, screams, and howls of the powerful crossbow arrows that kept shooting out, and the scene turned into a mess.

A white-haired old noble stood outside the wall and yelled for instructions, and he chopped off the heads of several running soldiers. The round heads rolled on the ground, and the headless corpses fell over and spurted blood. The soldiers could only turn around again.

direction to cover the noble master who has not yet withdrawn.

But at this moment, the heavy metal crossbow on the attic was cocked again and aimed at the white-haired old nobleman. The thick crossbow arrow flew towards him and hit the opponent's chest.

An invisible position blocked the attack of the heavy crossbow, but the powerful force knocked the white-haired old noble to the ground. The attendant dragged him behind the wall with all hands and feet, and he touched the broken bones on his chest.

The ancestral talisman was in a daze.

"Where did these untouchables get such powerful heavy crossbows?" The old nobleman leaned against the wall, gasping in horror. Right in front of him, the noble warriors and a large number of attendants who rushed up were retreating. They were full of confidence just now, but now they were running away.

One of the noble warriors in front was killed, and five were injured. The casualties were nearly half, and the remaining gentlemen no longer dared to charge forward with heavy crossbows. After retreating, they instead fired at each other across the wall.

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"What are these idiots doing?" Johnson Dou Ruixing, who was in charge of the organization behind it, was furious in the shadows. "They failed once and they actually had to shoot at a fortress? Do they think they have wasted a lot of time?

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As everyone knows, the nobles behind the wall are also complaining. They are clearly outnumbered, and their number is more than ten times that of the untouchables in the main castle. I wanted to rely on the large number of people to suppress the untouchables, and create opportunities for the attendants to charge with tower shields.

once.

But the arrows fired from the fortress were endless, and it was hard to tell who was suppressing whom? Anyway, after the shooting, the nobles did not dare to show their heads on the wall at will.

"How many arrows do the untouchables inside have? Are they finished?" The white-haired old nobleman no longer dared to stand up without his amulet. There were four or five corpses lying in front of him, all of which were shot in the shooting.

Attendants and servants.

Normal people have limited carrying capacity. They can only carry a pot of arrows, usually ten to twelve. The untouchables occupying the manor can only carry five or six hundred arrows at most. But now they have been shooting for more than ten rounds without stopping.

Pass.

In the main castle, boxes of crossbow bolts were opened. The crossbow bolts had no tail feathers and were only equipped with iron arrowheads. This thing does not take up space, and a small box can hold 500 of them. The heavy load of the Fifth Action Team

The carriage easily transported five or six boxes.

Two to three thousand crossbow bolts are enough to shoot for a long time.

The old nobleman outside the wall pulled out a crossbow bolt from the corpse, looked at the forged iron arrowhead, and then looked at the straight and well-proportioned arrow shaft. He shook his head and said in confusion: "Where are the crossbow bolts shot by these untouchables?"

?The shot is money!

Such a fine crossbow arrow shoots like water, which is really luxurious. This is completely different from the imagined poor people. Who is the noble? Who is richer?"


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