"Gather! Gather!" Things sometimes happen to be such a coincidence. As soon as they returned to their barracks, the soldiers who went to the hospital to help heard the shouts ordering them to assemble.
After resting for a few minutes, everyone could only start to tidy up their armor, stuffing sheets and messy things into the chain armor, hoping that the thin thickness could save their lives at the last moment.
The soldiers of the Fourth Legion were all new recruits who were armed only a few days before the battle began. These soldiers had little combat experience, so their task was not to go up the city wall to fight the demons.
As light infantry, they are not equipped with shields and only carry a long sword as their weapon. Their task is actually not easy, because they are responsible for carrying bows and arrows for the archers on the city wall, and also delivering projectiles for the ballistae, similar to
Porters on the battlefield.
Don't think they are lucky. In fact, they do the most dangerous work. Because they are constantly moving, they are not protected by shield hands and can easily be hit by weapons thrown by demons on the city wall. Bows, arrows and boulders are always available.
It might cost these light infantrymen their lives.
"I want to make sure that you all appear where you should! Everyone confirms whether their companions are by their side! I don't want any deserters! Find cover after reaching the city wall..." In the distance, the legion commander stood
From a high place, he kept shouting things to pay attention to his soldiers.
Unfortunately, there are too many things to pay attention to, and there are bound to be various new situations on the battlefield. No one knows how many of these recruits will survive.
In fact, the commanders above did not intend to place their expectations on these new recruits. Their requirement for these new recruits was to send spare bows, arrows and stones to the city wall, and then they could be sacrificed.
"You can pick up the shield next to the corpse to save your life, or you can squat behind the boulder thrown by the devil on the city wall! But you must complete your mission! Do you understand?" The leader stood on a high place and loudly mobilized before the war:
"For your families!"
"Fight! Fight!" All the soldiers shouted loudly, trying to cheer up their nervousness. Then these recruits, who had never experienced combat, swarmed up the city wall in groups and fought with the withdrawn troops.
Passed by.
The recruits who walked up to the top of the city watched in horror as the soldiers covered in blood walked down the city wall, supporting their slightly injured comrades. Each one of them seemed to be as terrifying as a corpse crawling back from hell.
"Try to find some boulders for cover later! Don't listen to the nonsense of those officers, remember one thing, that is, sending ammunition always comes after dodging the opponent's bows and arrows! We don't have heavy armor or shields, and we don't have those things in our hands.
"The captain who had experienced the battle warned the soldiers in his team as he walked forward.
Before they reached the top of the city, they heard the sound of horns on the wall. When they reached the top of the city, they saw densely packed heavy armored infantry holding shields and swords, arranged in neat lines.
The officers carried long swords and shuttled back and forth in such a heavy armor square, shouting precautions and orders loudly.
After a while, the huge boulders launched by the demon's trebuchet hit the crenellations of the city wall, and the shattered rubble flew everywhere, hitting the heavy infantry's shields with a clanging sound.
The bright red ground seemed to be eroded by fresh red liquid before it was completely dry, making the light infantry who had just stepped onto the city tremble with fear.
"The ballista ammunition over there is almost running out! Send a batch over immediately! Hurry! Replenish the ones next to it too! It seems they don't have enough!" An officer saw the recruits walking up the city wall and immediately shouted
Start shouting.
The veteran captain who led the team immediately replied: "Yes!...You guys, send the stone bullets you are carrying!"
After hearing the order, each of the several soldiers was given a cloth bag before they walked onto the city wall. Inside the cloth bag were five round stone pellets as big as fists.
These soldiers nodded slightly and walked along the direction pointed by the officers on the city wall with the bags on their backs - they couldn't run either. They were wearing light armor and five solid bullets, and the weight was not light. They wanted to run.
It's really not easy.
The remaining people followed their captains to the towers built at intervals. These towers were the firepower nodes of the city wall defense, and they were also places where ballistas, stone shells, and bows and arrows were stored.
Before they could put down the bows and arrows they carried and pile these supplementary supplies on the piles of bows and arrows, the fierce attack of the demons over there began.
They didn't even last an hour, and out of a team of 51 people when they came up, there were only three soldiers left.
Almost none of the soldiers who sent ammunition and bows and arrows came back - the reason why I say almost none is because at least the leader of this team came back alive.
It was a pity that even he had his arm burned by the magic fired by the demon when he came back, looking as miserable as a half-roasted wild boar.
When he came back, his face was very ugly and he didn't speak. No one knew what happened to him.
In fact, he saw a demon infantry wearing armor ascending to the top of the city on the archer's position. The opponent killed 11 human soldiers in one breath, and then was barely killed. They were pushed down the city wall like a rolling stone and smashed into the city.
Those strong demon soldiers under the city.
The difference in individual combat effectiveness between the two sides is really huge. A strong demon is at least 2 meters tall. It wears heavy armor, and even several human soldiers cannot get close to it.
If it weren't for some Southern Kingdom soldiers armed with Mauser 98k rifles on the city wall, Shakeburn's city wall defenses would have been breached by demons long ago.
Before the team with only three people left was withdrawn, the commander of the fourth legion came to the tower where they were covered in blood. An officer following him had a bandage on his arm and hung it on his chest. This image
It makes the two of them look dishonorable.
"I want you to choose 5 soldiers to report to the Fifth Army Corps! The demon almost broke through their defense just now, and the commander of the Fifth Army Corps has died in the battle! Their regiment has suffered heavy losses now! They need manpower!" As soon as they entered the door, the Legion Commander said
shouted loudly.
After he finished speaking, he wanted to walk out, but when he saw that there were only three people left in the tower, he stopped and turned around, looking a little embarrassed.
He originally went to the next tower to find manpower, but he could only give up his plan temporarily. He looked at the only three people left in the room, reorganized his words and said: "Soldiers who can fight are needed there! Choose one of them.
Come over and support."
"Yes!" The captain stood up and saluted, picked up a twisted shield from the few remaining arrows around him, and asked: "Is anyone willing to go over there? Everyone has seen that there are only three of us left.
Yes, it’s not safe here.”
Regrettably, before they could make a choice, the demon's troops had already attacked the city wall not far away.
In the battle against demons, humans really have no chance of winning by relying on cold weapons. Even with some artillery, they still couldn't keep the city of Shake alive until the afternoon.
There was chaos on the city wall. Before the legion commander could walk out of the city tower, he saw a huge demon with a height of at least three meters on the city wall not far away. He smashed the incomplete crenelations with a weapon and stepped on the corpses.
Castle with rubble.
"Drive them down!" The legion commander drew out the sword from his waist before he had time to think about it. The veteran captain behind him also drew out his long sword - there is no choice now, he can only go out in order to survive.
Work hard!
Because, if you put the devil into the city, you only need to look at the opponent's size and strength to know that Shakeburn is finished!
The officer with the bandage on his arm clumsily pulled out his sword, and two light infantrymen followed behind him, the daggers in their hands trembling.
The surrounding human soldiers gathered into a team, with those holding shields and swords in front, and those holding spears attacking behind. These troops were relatively well-trained, so despite the chaos, they still maintained some order.
But seeing another demon rushing to the top of the city, the scene suddenly got out of control. The legion commander who led the counterattack was quickly hit by an axe, and was thrown off the city wall in pieces. The veteran standing next to the legion commander
The captain was also out of breath and had no energy left.
The sound of gunfire in the distance had begun to become sparse, and the riflemen on the city wall had probably used up all their bullets. The densely packed human soldiers were unable to do anything to deal with the demon in front of them.
"Ah!" The desperate veteran captain rushed towards the opponent who was three heads taller than him with his long sword. The strong demon soldier did not dodge and took the captain's chop with the iron armor on his shoulders.
, and then cut the human captain into two pieces with a backhand knife.
The captain vomited blood and then fell at the feet of the demon. He died with eyes closed because he failed to hold his position and could not leave alive...
With gunpowder everywhere on the port wall, the commander, Count Isaac, knew that his defense line had been breached.
He could clearly see the demon climbing over the city wall, and he could also clearly see a distant city tower being knocked down by the demon's huge siege machinery, with the rubble rolling and scattering the soldiers' flesh and blood.
A few minutes ago, he saw a large fleet on the horizon not far outside the port, revealing its ferocious fangs.
The demon's fleet surrounded Shakeburn. There were at least 100 devil's warships lying across the sea. The magic cannons on those warships were bombarding the buildings in the port. Smoke filled the entire Shakeburn, and screams and cries were heard one after another.
"Let all the troops fight back! If we can't repel these demons today..." The old earl coughed slightly and continued: "Then they will all die here."
As soon as he finished speaking, in the distant sky, hundreds of demon bats flapped their fleshy wings and made a chilling and terrifying roar.