Chapter 951 (1/2)

The second attack and defense of eboden began with the panic footstep and shouting, the hasty horn and alarm bell, and the explosion and roar in the trembling sky.

This time, the Azores fleet almost poured out; After several attempts to destroy the coastal chain with collision angles and various ways, 20 warships set up launchers at the same time again, and the golden and red ”meteors” Rose side by side, dropping a shower of death on the wall of eboden city.

But this time the target was not the city wall, nor the circular Fortress - but a defensive position built with temporary fortifications in front of the circular fortress.

In the words of a mercenary leader, these long ears are no longer stupid. They know they have to explore the way before they die.

Without the shelter of the ice barrier, the beachhead of the whole eboden coast was ravaged by the projection weapons of the elf fleet - not only the launchers with magical power, but also a large number of heavy crossbows used in field operations and sieges, iron headed crossbows and arrows tied to burning oil tanks... Pouring out the anger left by the last defeat of the elves.

Under the baptism of this storm, the whole beach has become a hell where living people can't survive - the leaping tongue of fire dances with the flames of explosion, the collapsed gravel and splashed sand set off each other, the heat wave and thick smoke swept every corner, and even the city wall was completely covered.

Walls, trenches, passages, traps, horses... Everything was destroyed by the rain of death and turned into rubble and pits like sand and dust; The remaining ruins were also submerged under the sand, leaving nothing but a more rugged and complex battlefield.

Under the walls of eboden, there was only white land.

However, there were no casualties on one side of the eboden Garrison - in fact, last night, all the urban garrison stationed in the position had withdrawn into the fortress, leaving nothing to the elves except a pile of garbage and fortifications, and even the fire oil in the trench dried up.

After a sweep, the raging fire continued from early morning to noon; Until the fire abated slightly, the elf fleet sounded the horn of attack again, and the swarm of small boats poured out from among the warships and rushed through the chain to the port of eboden.

This time, nothing can stop them from rushing to the fortress and wall!

This time, the army of Azores was even stronger and crazier than last time.

Only the visible landing forces have more than 40000 troops, lined up along the coastline and heading for eboden city - this time they will not attack the ring fortress or a fortress stronghold, but will attack in an all-round way.

It's like thunder!

Under the high noon sun, under the projection from the direction of the city wall and fortress, Elven warriors in small boats landed on the coast, jumped into the cold sea, stepped on the muddy battlefield, and advanced towards the city wall with Azor long knife on their backs.

Because it is a port landing operation, even a well disciplined army can only advance in scattered arrays - conversely, forming a square array under the enemy's wall can only be a live target.

But because of this, the enemy's military potential looks much stronger than it should be!

The pale mercenaries and the nervous urban defense army, led by the Byrne Knight holding the Golden Lion Flag on a black background, squatted behind the wall pier and blocked the crenel with shields.

In order to prevent the unreliable mercenaries and the city defense army with obvious empty morale from collapsing in the first round of the enemy's charge, Loren can only divide the two thousand Bain Knights he brought into countless teams and place them on each fortress and important wall node.

On the one hand, we can rely on the knights to inspire the fighting spirit of the soldiers and let them see the banner of Duke Byrne anytime and anywhere; On the one hand, they are also the supervision team to ensure that even if the garrison fails, it must be an organized defeat.

Looking at the Byrne Knights standing proudly with battle flags beside him, the silver blood clenched his teeth - he was very sure that once he was no longer ”reliable”, these truly ”reliable” knights would cut themselves down and take control of the mercenary Corps for his Duke.

”Silver blood, prepare to meet the enemy!”

Even knowing that the Duke doesn't trust his mercenaries at all, the silver blood still pulls out his sword and gives orders to his subordinates... If the enemy rushes in front of him, it's not a matter of trust, but whether he can live or not.

Although the mercenaries hiding behind the shield wall looked pale, they still took out their portable weapons - throwing guns, machetes, hatchets, chain hammers, Bain Knight swords bought at a high price, and even Azor long knives... The system was not guaranteed, but it was absolutely practical.

Only the stupidest mercenaries will think that ”fighting against the water” is a wise move; In most cases, they will only expose their backs to the enemy and face the anger of friendly forces. They will be killed by both sides first!

”Stone cannon, put --!”

It was another command. There was a sound of uneven wheels turning on the wall. All the crossbows fired stone ammunition and fire tanks at the same time, and poured down at the elves on the beach.

”Boom, boom, boom!”

In the deafening sound, golden red sparks bloomed on the beach. Before many landing boats could reach the shore, they were lit or smashed into pieces, leaving a pool of blood red on the sea.

With the troops of the rear line landing gradually, the whole port and coast of eboden have been covered with Azores' troops, just like the rising tide of the sea.

Two hundred paces later, all the catapults and projection weapons on the wall began to tilt their fire, and the direct fire at close range almost swept the vanguard army of the Azores; Broken limbs and meat flying;

Fifty steps later, the crossbow and archers came to the shield wall, gathered on the tower, and swept the advancing Azores with neat rockets and random cold arrows; Their exquisite martial arts and flexible posture made them avoid many arrowheads, but there were still lots of elves falling on the road of charging.

The Azores elves warriors, who were swept up like a storm, not only did not show a decline, but were aroused infinite fighting spirit. Even regardless of the company, they rushed to the wall.

The last landing war has made them understand that the fiercer the fire of eboden's garrison and the stronger the resistance, the more it shows that one of these enemies is a coward and vulnerable coward. If they rush up the wall, they will win!

Now, in their eyes, eboden city has become a frightened cat, with teeth and claws, desperately showing the appearance of ”I'm fierce”; In fact, he was scared to hide in the corner and didn't even dare to move.

”Bang!”

With a muffled sound, the first siege ladder broke the shield wall and got stuck between the wall piers of the city wall.

”Shield wall, push it down!” roared Byrne Knight holding high the battle flag, waving his sword to stop several crossbow men who obviously wanted to escape.

The pale mercenaries lined up again to block the gap; Others picked up a fire oil tank and wanted to light the ladder.

But it was late... Almost at the same time, the sword biting Azores had climbed up the wall, jumped up from the wall like a strong wind and fell into the center of the dense square.

At the moment of wielding the long knife, the elf warrior who rushed into the array with the knife was penetrated by more than a dozen long guns, but there were also large gaps on the city wall.

”For his highness Rodriguez, kill him!”