Black Iron Crown

　　 Above Fort Morand, the serf signs on the long ladder were about to climb to the wall.

　　 A serf symptom soldier showed his head. Just when he wanted to step on the wall quickly, a long sword instantly cut off his neck, his head flew up and fell to the ground for several times.

Blood spurted out of his neck, which had lost his head. Although he had no head, his heart was still beating vigorously. Under the advancement of the heart, the blood sprayed three or four meters high through his arteries. .

　　In the process of falling, they scattered into blood drops, like rain, but this is a terrible rain of blood.

　　 After Logan cut off his head, he waved the sword in his hand and shouted: "Look at soldiers! They are so weak! Use your sword! Use your spear! Kill them!"

"It's so simple! The enemies will stick out their heads from the long ladder one by one, and you only need to chop them off with the sword in your hand, and pierce them with the spear in your hand! It's like eating and drinking water with you. It’s as easy as going to bed for the ladies! Don’t be afraid! Lord Baron will be back soon! Then these **** invaders will be slaughtered by you like Mianyang!"

　　 His words boosted the morale of the guards. After seeing an enemy die, they didn't feel so scared anymore.

　　 More than a dozen guards surrounded the enemy’s long ladder like this. Whenever they emerged from the long ladder, several spears and swords would immediately stab them over.

　　 The battle lasted about five minutes, and more than a dozen people have died under the city wall, under the weapons of the guards.

　　 A dozen corpses lay in the snow under the city wall, and the snow was also stained red with blood, like a red carpet.

　　 The corpse quickly froze in the ice and snow, and the blood and snow that flowed out were frozen together to form something similar to ice sculptures, which seemed to have a weird sense of art.

　　 The remaining serf symptom soldiers saw the death of their companions in front of them, and they were deeply afraid. Although their morale was high before, after all, it was only caused by profit temptation.

　　 After all, they were just a group of serfs who had just dropped their hoes. They were weak and weak. After being hit, Seventeen quickly collapsed.

　　 Now they just want to leave the place where many people died as soon as possible, and they want to go back home.

Suddenly, there was no one on the long ladder. They all fled, but Baron Lobeian was still very witty. The height of the long ladder was just enough to allow the soldiers to climb up the wall. At the same time, the guards on the wall were enough. Less than the height.

Obviously, he has done enough for this. He is very clear about the height of Fort Merland. Although he does not know where he got the information from, it can be seen that he is definitely not attacking Fort Merland on a whim. decision.

　　 Baron Lobeian rode on his horse and looked at the serf signs fleeing ahead, and calmly said to the knights beside him: "It seems we must give these untouchables some motivation to attack!"

　　 The knights beside him looked at him with a smile and said, "Yes, Lord Baron, we will give them some motivation!"

The knights showed subtle smiles. It seemed that they all understood what Baron Lobéan meant. They put on their helmets, praised the charging horse on the side, and called for the resignation, and then the horses hoofs were raised and rolled up for a while. Xuemo, more than twenty people rushed up like this.

　　 They were magnificent. The horsetails fluttered up and down with the snow foam, and they looked very elegant. A knight passed by the serf sign soldier, and saw his long sword move, and a round head rose into the sky.

　　 "Return to your position! Attack the city wall! Otherwise, you will lose the chance to go home forever!" The knight pointed the blood-stained sword at the two hundred fleeing soldiers, and said in a loud voice.

　　 The knights and rebels beside him also drew their swords and pointed them at them. Facing these knights and rebels riding high-headed warriors, the serf sign soldiers had a natural fear.

They shivered in the cold wind. Under the slow approach of the knights, they turned around. They continued to walk towards the city wall with tears, while the knights supervised the battle behind them. Once someone backed down or became a deserter , The Cavaliers will never show mercy.

　　 The knights in front are supervising the battle, but Baron Lobeian is in a very bad mood. He doesn't know why he has arranged a spy, but why the city gate has not been opened yet.

　　 "Is it discovered?" Baron Lobeian frowned and thought, but now it doesn't matter whether the gate is opened or not, because the attack on the wall has already begun.

　　 He arranged for the spy to open the gate gate just to avoid losses as much as possible. Now that the attack has been launched, whether the spy gate gate is dispensable

"Did you see the soldiers! The enemy has retreated! They are afraid! That's right! They are afraid of us! Because we will chop off their heads and make their heads plate armor! Look, they look like one A Mianyang who is afraid of being slaughtered! The maggots in the **** are braver than they are! We will win!"

　　 Logan used vulgar words on the wall to encourage the soldiers.

　　 "Yes, adults, they are afraid that we will break their heads!"

　　 "I have never seen such a timid soldier!"

　　 The soldiers also sneered at the enemy, and after such laughter, they finally abandoned the fear in their hearts, because they realized that it was indeed not that difficult.

　　 "Be vigilant lads! They are coming again!"

Under the threat of the knights, the serf-sign soldiers under Baron Lobian once again boarded the long ladder. They came from the beneficiaries of the knights and the territory of Baron Lobian. Deborg may become the last destination in many people's lives.

　　 The cruel battle begins again. This kind of war between little nobles will not be very fierce, and siege warfare is very rare for them.

　　 Even when the empire was not unified 20 years ago, most of the battles between the little nobles were engagements and then a wave of decisive battles. The siege usually lasted for half a year or more.

　　The reason is the lack of siege equipment, and the strengths of the two sides are basically equal. It has been a long time since the battle of Baron Lobeian's attack on Fort Merland has not appeared in the north.

　　 "Huh! I'm a little tired!"

　　 "Don't say that, we have to hold on!"

　　 Half an hour has passed since the battle, and the serf signs under Baron Lobéan have retreated three times. They have dropped forty or fifty corpses under the wall, and the guards on the wall are also very tired.

　　 When the enemy retreated again, the soldiers panted on the wall, relying on the battlements to relieve their fatigue.

　　 Logan was also a little panting at this time, after all, he was not really a knight fighting on the battlefield.

　　 "We will keep it! Barron has already taken my letter to find Lord South Street! I swear, within five hours, Lord Baron will be back, trust my soldiers!"

　　 Logan said firmly, he must guarantee the morale of the soldiers at this time, otherwise he would never be able to defend the castle.

　　 "Hurry up, soldiers! Get up! The enemy is coming!" Logan immediately shouted as he looked at the enemy under the city wall.

　　 Soldiers stood up from the wall one after another. In order to survive, they had to persevere. Even the wounded soldiers held weapons in their hands and stood in battle.