Chapter 47 (1/2)

”Erikson, if it's a man, come out and speak. I swear in the name of my ancestors that I will never shoot a cold arrow.”

McGee, the skull breaker, sneered, ”I always thought you were the only one with eggs in the whole Bastille? I didn't expect that the critical moment was also castrated. Is it that the lives of thousands of brothers are not as precious as you? Isn't it worth the risk you're going out for them? ”

It's a typical saying. It doesn't make any sense to tie the lives of the Bastille soldiers with Erikson alone. But it's not the time to reason. The Bastille soldiers are blinded by a burst of arrows. Although there is a great deal of killing in the city, no one knows what happened.

Bolton, the city's Lord, did not show up for a long time, which made people wonder what McKee, the skull breaker, said. After all, the attack was abnormal. The bull Eriksson had been hiding, and whether the Bastille soldiers would collapse on the spot is really hard to say.

Not to mention that those Bastille soldiers who have been kept in the dark have no bottom in their hearts. Even if the bull Erikson, who is involved in decision-making from the beginning to the end, has no bottom.

Sneak attack on this kind of travel insurance plan from the secret road is a surprise, plus a little bit of favorable time, place and people, once won, it is bound to be a brilliant victory.

This is a typical example of the enemy's surprise attack on Bastille. If it is known in advance, it will be doomed.

If the enemy they are facing is still a brute like McKee, Erikson still has more than 60% confidence in the secret path raid.

But now he has become a shallow Sean * Don, he is not at all. How can a person who is good at surprise attack not guard against this?

But the stubborn old Burton was more stubborn than he was, and ignored his dissuasion. They agreed to take the fire as the signal. When they saw the fire in the inner fort, he led the army to attack on both sides.

As long as one side of the enemy's defense line is torn, the other side will surely lose. After all, the other side is only a temporary force, which can't have too strong fighting capacity, let alone more than 2000 slave army belonging to itself. These mature dogs absolutely dare not show their teeth to them.

After several days of fighting, there has been no sign of the slave army, which is the best proof. Maybe the soldiers are still in some corner, languishing and living a more miserable life than they are under them. When they disturb the situation, these people may rise up and create more opportunities.

From the stand up posture, the other side has been prepared for a long time. Maybe this is a trap, waiting for them to jump inside actively.

Erikson, the bull, came out of the shelter. His short figure was very conspicuous on the battlefield. He sneered and said, ”I don't have any trust in the name and ancestors of your skull breaker. But I believe my brothers, if you dare to turn back, even if you are hard hit, my brothers will fight with you to the end, even if it's head and blood, I said Is it right? Don't be dead

”Yes All the Bastille soldiers were shouting at the top of their lungs. Among them, there was no lack of veteran oil like Gould. They were very aware of the situation in front of them. If they were defeated or not, they could not weaken their momentum. The stronger the momentum, the more confident their generals would be.

Erikson, with a satisfied smile, looked at McKee, the skull breaker on the head of the city, and said, ”no words. How can you prove that our city Lord has fallen into your hands.”

”No need to prove it!” McGee laughed. ”Isn't it clear that others don't know, you don't know? How many holes do you think rats have? We found out the day after we took the Bastille, but we didn't make any noise. We were waiting for you to come in and catch you all! Did you see the fire? You didn't put it by yourself, but we put it. It's all oil wood. It's called a big one. No matter how many people go in, they have to become roast mountain pigs. ”

When it comes to the joy, McKee, the skull breaker, dances and spits, apparently triumphant.

”It's over

All the Bastille soldiers groaned in pain.

Compared with the well-established barons and nobles, the time for the bachelors to rise was too short.

Old Burton was too controlling. He always thought that he could live for several decades, and firmly controlled the power in his own hands. Although there were many descendants, he did not train his own successors as early as those noble families with a long history.

If old Bolton dies, the whole bachuer family will fall apart. Where will they go?

The most important thing is that they are now stuck in the Andes mountains and have no way out. They know how deep the feud between Bastille and Andes mountain people is. Once they fall into the hands of Andes mountain people, they will never have a good day. It is precisely because of this that they keep together.

”If you don't believe it, you can wait here. When the fire is small, we'll see if we can find his body.” McKee, the skull breaker, sneered, ”I'll only give you one night's consideration. Before dawn, I will not surrender. I will lead my troops to kill all of you.”

Then McGee himself disappeared on the top of the city, along with his legion of heavily armored barbarians, but the Bastille soldiers knew that they did not really disappear, they just sat back to save energy.”Damn it, it's more tiring to tell a few lies than to have a fight with that bull.”