Carry a Ride-and-slash System with You

On this day, Geralt did nothing but calm down the nervous people in the territory.

However, the desire to kill in the territory is strong, and officials such as Harry are also appeasing the residents of the territory.

The laughter and laughter disappeared in White Wolf Town, replaced by a heavy atmosphere. Every household followed Geralt's order and locked the doors and windows, soothing the entire territory. Geralt, Harry and other officials All dressed in armor, they came to the forefront of the battlefield, the city wall.

When the people of White Wolf Town gathered on the city wall, the army of Jura also arrived at Geralt's territory.

The militiamen armed with spears stood neatly on the city wall under the leadership of their squad leaders. Ten squads formed a team, and a phalanx of 67 people opened up on the city wall in turn. The defense of the city walls fits perfectly.

On the city wall, the army of Jura vaguely appeared in Geralt's sight. The newly polished telescope in his hand has a far greater exploration distance than the previous telescope. This is after Geralt's dictation, and the craftsmen pondered it bit by bit. It's a pity that the glass smelting technology in White Wolf Town is not complete yet, otherwise it can be mass-produced.

Jura's army stopped in front of the woods outside White Wolf Town, because Geralt arranged for someone to cut down the entire forest before the war. Now the only remaining trees are piece by piece, and Jura also noticed this. Pointing, vigilantly ordered the entire army to stop in front of the woods and did not enter rashly.

Originally, Geralt planned to cut down the entire forest, but after calculating the required labor, he had to give up and only cleared all the trees within a few hundred meters of the city wall.

"The fire attack can't be used anymore. They are more vigilant than before after suffering a loss."

Put down the binoculars, Geralt told Conn.

"Let the shooters wait at each firing position, and don't shoot without my order!"

"clear!"

Conn took the order, and let the shooters and cavalry shooters find their own shooting positions and wait for the order.

Then, 30 people were assigned to control the 30 ballistas on the north wall. Next to the base of the ballista, there were neatly arranged ballista arrows. These arrows had sharp prismatic arrows that flashed coldly. Cold light.

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Jura's army has not yet launched an offensive, but at this moment the city wall is already ready. Although Geralt, Conn and others can guess that Jura's next move is to set up camp, they still came to the city wall ahead of time. It can add a lot of confidence to the militiamen who defend the city.

in front of the woods.

Jura ordered his cavalry guards to pass the order, and let the slaves of the baggage team take out their axes and start to cut down trees. Judging from their posture, they may have to camp in place.

"Send a team of scouts to find out the distance between us and that group of people."

"clear."

A guard cavalry took orders and sent a team of scouts.

The scouts carefully touched the direction of White Wolf Town from the woods. There were not many, but only a few. They came to the edge of the woods and carefully calculated the distance between themselves and the city wall using the trees as shelters. They planned to return in a short time.

Back to the front of the battle, the scouts reported the distance between the enemy and us to Jura, who thought for a while and said.

"It's too close, go back two miles."

The cavalry guards took orders.

Soon the Jura army moved again, but this time, it moved to the rear.

The slaves of the baggage team were still cutting down trees, and the cut trees were soon used by Jura for the construction of the camp. When the camp was completed, Jura looked in the direction of White Wolf Town and said.

"Let the baggage team clear a way in the forest."

The guard cavalry asked suspiciously.

"Sir, isn't there a dirt road here?"

Jula sneered.

"Do you want to suffer another loss?"

Thinking of the aroma of barbecue that night, the guard shook his head and hurriedly ordered.

The slaves in the baggage team were arranged in another team, holding the axes distributed, and began to clear the trees along the forest. The trees fell one by one. This movement quickly attracted the attention of everyone on the city wall.

Geralt smiled and smiled at Conn and the others beside him.

"It seems that the traps on the dirt road are useless."

Several people in Kang En wanted to laugh when they heard the words, and they couldn't help shaking their heads when they thought of the traps that adults dug.

While a few people were joking, Jura had already arranged for the craftsmen who accompanied the army to start building siege equipment. As time passed, the sun went down and rose again, a rough siege ladder and two siege caravans. It has been built, and there are some ordinary wooden ladders. It seems that the ant-attachment tactics are also under consideration by Jura. There is not much leftover food and grass, so the trebuchet that takes a long time is not in Jura's consideration.

"It's time to be ashamed!"

In the Jura camp, looking at the rising sun, Jura clenched his fists and ordered loudly.

"Everyone! Prepare to attack the city!!"

The cavalry guards gave orders to officers of all ranks. Soon, the soldiers in the Jura camp were all dressed in armor and picked up their swords. Maybe God knew that a tragic confrontation was about to start here. Feng'er began to agitate, with a chilling and **** aura.

Perhaps smelling the solemn meaning in the air, Geralt's side also began to stand by, and the command sound kept ringing on the city wall.

Yesterday, they dealt with the city wall all night, but did not dare to go down the city wall, for fear that due to a momentary negligence, it would lead to bad results.

"The archer is in place!"

"The militiamen stand behind the parapet, watch out for arrows."

"Is the ballista in place?"

"To the adults!"

"Everyone cheer up, war! Coming!"

"Yes!!"

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The sound of wood rubbing came from the woods. The Jura army was divided into three square formations. The baggage team pushed various siege equipment and walked in the front, followed by the conscripts. At the end of the team, It was the elite team of less than 2,000 and Jura.

Jura rode on his white warhorse, looked at the gradually clear city wall, and ordered coldly.

"The baggage team comes forward, those who retreat, kill!"

"clear!"

The cavalry guards and the rangers acted as the supervising team, ordering the people in the baggage team to keep moving forward, and those who retreated a little, they were really killing.

The slaves who were stimulated by the smell of blood did not dare to try to escape, and numbly pushed the siege equipment they built and walked on the road they created.

"coming!"

When the towering siege ladder was pushed out of the woods, the shadowy figures kept moving, and all the soldiers on the city wall were alert, but no one acted rashly, because their adults hadn't given an order.

"Is the distance enough! Conn!"

Geralt asked Conn loudly, and Conn quickly answered Geralt's question.

"Enough! My lord!"

"Ballista! Aim at the ladder and shoot!!"

After receiving the order, Conn shouted loudly to the ballistas.

"Shoot! Shoot! Target the siege ladder! All angled ballistas, shoot all!"

The ballista, which had been wound up early, adjusted its angle under the control of the ballista, "beng, beng, beng," a sound like a muffled thunder sounded, and the heavy ballista arrows came to the siege with a whistling sound. Shoot up the ladder.

"click, click,"

The sound of pieces of wood shattering continued, but the siege ladder that was reinforced from the inside only broke some wood, and it did not have much impact on the whole.

The ballistas continued to fire on the siege ladder, and Geralt didn't give the order to stop, and they wouldn't stop.

"Attention archers!"

"Brush,"

There was a sound of winding on the city wall, waiting for the order to leave the string.

"Target population!"

"Target population!"

......

Commands are being passed on the city walls.

"Zi'er~"

The sound of pulling the strings sounded one after another.

"shooting!!!!!"

"Om..."

The rain of arrows overturned from the city wall, like the biting ice and snow in winter, stabbing those who pushed the siege equipment, the crowd fell one by one, and blood poured on the ground, and some lucky people were not shot. Weeping in pain, he fell to the ground, but this wailing didn't last long, because.

The subsequent teams did not stop because of his wailing~www.wuxiahere.com~ In those pairs of terrified eyes, the wailing lucky ones were trampled to death.

There was still a desire to live in his heart, but this desire was forcibly crushed by the accompanying companions. Only the slightly trembling fingers seemed to express his unwillingness in his heart.

Some of the people in the baggage team still had luck in their hearts and wanted to escape from the chaotic battlefield. Unfortunately, they were waiting for arrows from their own people.

The people around them fell, and they also reminded the remaining slaves of the baggage team that there were deadly arrows behind them, and both sides were dead. If there is no escape, then kill them.

The slaves of the remaining baggage team quickened their pace, and the sooner the city wall in front was destroyed, the better their chances of surviving.

Facing the rain of arrows in the sky, the slaves of the baggage team carrying wooden ladders surpassed the siege ladder and the caravan, and quickly approached the city wall. After all, there were too few personnel on Geralt's side. Under the shooting, there are still many slaves of the baggage team reached the bottom of the city wall.

Brian, who had been paying attention to these baggage train slaves, gave a loud order.

"Attention all militiamen!"

"Defend the city wall!"

The militiamen received the order and stepped out from behind the parapet where they were hiding, looked at the wooden ladder that had come up, picked up the wooden fork next to it, and started to push.

The militiamen who did not push the wooden ladder lifted the stones stacked under the parapet and began to smash them down.

The pain of being hit by a stone is far more than that of an arrow. It’s okay to hit the head. You don’t need to experience more pain when you die directly. People who are hit on the shoulders and arms are not so good. The four-meter-high city wall plus stones Their own weight will be abolished when they are smashed, and behind them, their companions are still pouring up.

Ending up is not much better than stepping to death.