Chapter 417 (1/2)

”Prepare the crossbow man --! Prepare the catapult --! One minute! I want all the Legion soldiers to stand by in front of me in one minute --!”

The cold wind was cold, and Ernst's roar like a bell echoed for a long time. The bright sword blade was erected on the city wall like a flag: ”for the glory of saklan -!”

”For the glory of sakran ---- ----!!!!!!!!!”

Loud and clear cries resounded over the fortress. There were fully armed soldiers staring, swords out of their scabbards and marching in an orderly array.

As the most critical north wall of the fortress of duanjieshan, it has the strongest defense in the whole fortress system - not only the top of each tower has a fixed heavy projection crossbow, but also the wall has two broad trapezoidal gentle slopes, which can transport any required ordnance equipment to the city wall through the track paved on it.

Moreover, the gentle slope of the stone city can also be used as a load-bearing wall to share the load for the city wall; Once the city gate is broken, it can also use the protection and track systems on both sides to block the gate, throw down wooden barrels filled with asphalt and kindling agent and blow up the enemy.

Under the impregnable fortress and strict protection, duanjieshan fortress can resist several times or even dozens of times the demon army with a small number of recruits, and even stick to it day and night without losing.

Hundreds of Legion soldiers lined up behind the gate of the fortress; Engineers and crossbow men squatted behind the crenels of the city wall, lit torches beside them and waited for orders; Or look at death like home, or loose pupils, or desperately resist the urge to spit out

The real Legion veterans were taken away by connord, leaving only half of the children who had not experienced the war.

”They're outside, just outside our walls --!”

The roaring Ernst pointed to the dark area in the distance and looked firmly at the soldiers: ”but I'm not afraid of them. We don't have to be afraid of them, because we defeated them once yesterday!”

”Thirteen generations, hundreds of years, invading again and again, all fell under the north city wall!”

”So it's them that should be afraid, not us!” the eyes of the middle-aged Knight swept over his faces. ”And today we will be the same as yesterday - his highness connord de sallion will come back at any time. What shall we give him when he returns?”

”Victory ---!!”

”What are you waiting for?!” Ernst dreisis, with his eyes open angrily, stared at the ”gray wave” coming like a tide and waved his sword:

”Crush them --!”

The rotten corpse demons, who howled like ice crack, arranged in neat formation, pushed towards the city wall like a square legion, shaking the frozen land buried by snow, the ancient and desolate land under their feet.

A dazzling arc suddenly rose on the wall; At the next moment, the rising fire arrows and burning stone cannons dyed the sky golden red, like a strong wind sweeping the territory and falling from the sky -!

The dull roar, the splashing snowflakes, the burst fire, the roar of arrows... The continuous ”gray wave” has been blown open one blank after another, and the roaring rotten demons fell one by one.

There was no aim or even look - the hysterical crossbow men and engineers just tried their best to pour arrows, stone cannons and fire oil far and continuously on the top of the demons.

But this is not enough, far from enough... Just like this, they can't even stop their progress. At most, they can only buy a little time for themselves.

There must be decisive power, even if it can only interrupt the rhythm of their attack - the last defensive war has caused heavy casualties to the only remaining veterans in the fortress. Once the rotten corpse demons rush to the wall, these recruits alone will be a one-sided massacre!

”Rotate the shaft for two and a half weeks, turn the chassis to the left, raise the support, fix, load and launch!”

An inexplicably familiar voice suddenly came from the top of the tower. Before the middle-aged Knight turned back, a fire had flown out of the top of the tower.

”Boom --!!!”

The golden red flame splashed in the ”gray wave” - unlike other stone guns thrown indiscriminately by engineers, the explosion point fell steadily in the center!

Suddenly looking back, Ernst dreisis, who didn't like to be angry, widened his eyes, rushed up the tower and roared angrily at the figure:

”Lord ain Rand, what the hell are you doing?!”