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: Eighty-five, castle offensive and defensive battle (middle)

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The soldiers walked into several buildings and removed the beams. They were used to working in White Wolf Town. The simple ladders were quickly completed in their hands. There were ten ladders in total, and several rooms were demolished. In their eyes, the soldiers didn't do anything to them, they demolished the house and put them back, and told them not to run around.

Rigas came over, looked at the length of the ladder, and nodded: "The height is enough, everyone is ready! Wait for the order!"

The warriors gathered in the streets carrying ladders and shields, and Rigas came to Geralt.

"Sir, the height and number of ladders are enough, when will we attack?"

There was still some distance between the street and the castle. Geralt used his binoculars to look at the crowded defending soldiers on the high wall and whispered.

"No hurry, wait for Heifman to come back first, and send someone to inform Conn that the height of the city wall has no shooting angle against the high wall of the castle, so let them come too."

"Understood." Rigas sent someone to inform Conn, standing beside Geralt waiting for news from Hefman.

After a while, the moonlight gradually faded, and the archers had assembled here under the leadership of Conn. Hefman, who went to the secret road, also returned with the Kujit riders.

"How?" Geralt asked.

Heifman shook his head: "As expected, there is kerosene in the secret passage, and we didn't dare to go deep."

"Really?" Geralt took a deep breath and looked at the gradually sinking moon, his mind quickly spinning.

"No accident, this time may be our biggest casualty, do you really want to do this?" Geralt asked himself inwardly.

If you don't take down the castle, you can actually take away the civilians and slaves led by Hein Li De, but the road back will not be peaceful. Geralt is never afraid of field battles. Hanging from the rear, delaying the team's advance speed, in that case, once they find reinforcements, everyone will be in danger.

"The castle must be taken!"

Taking advantage of the moonlight, Geralt glanced at the warriors around him and remembered their figures one by one in his mind.

Said with some difficulty.

"Wet the siege ladder with soil and prepare to... siege the city..."

Rigas, Brian, and Conn quickly took the lead and began to dispatch soldiers. The infantry regiment and the cavalry regiment formed a phalanx, raised their shields, and the archers stood behind, trying to shoot.

The scene became solemn for a while, and the smile on Rigas' face disappeared. With a lot of siege memories in his mind, he naturally knew that this kind of castle like a tortoise shell was the most difficult to beat.

"Bunny, where are you?"

Rigas murmured, picked up the long axe, and led the soldiers of the infantry regiment to try the first attack.

In the night, dozens of people carried the siege ladder and launched an attack on the high castle wall. The soldiers shouted to eliminate their inner fears.

"kill!!"

Several soldiers roared and put the siege ladder on the high wall. The ladder was put away, and it was pushed by the soldiers defending the city. As a last resort, several soldiers rushed out of the infantry regiment, raising their shields and smashing them from the high wall. Down the stone, stabilize the ladder, and let your comrades start climbing with their shields up.

However, the enemy would not let them get what they wanted easily. Seeing that the ladder could no longer be pushed, Reid quickly ordered.

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"Prepare kerosene!"

The soldiers guarding the city each had a few jars of sealed kerosene under their feet. When they heard the order, they bent down and picked it up.

"Don't worry, let them climb for a while!"

Red commanded loudly, his eyes fixed on the soldiers climbing a few ladders, when he was about to reach his ideal height.

"Open the seal! Dump the kerosene!"

The pungent smell of kerosene was poured on the soldiers from the high wall. The soldiers remembered Regas' words and quickly slid down the siege ladder.

"Hurry up!"

The soldiers who stabilized the siege ladder had already avoided when the first jar of kerosene fell, anxiously urging their comrades still on the ladder.

The torches were already flying in the air, as bright as butterflies flying brilliantly, but in the eyes of the siege warriors, these were deadly beasts.

The people on the siege ladder slid down quickly, but there were always people who would be slow and have no time to think. They jumped down from the ladder, and screams sounded under the high wall.

But the comrades in arms did not abandon them. They pulled the comrades who fell to the ground and wailed in pain, held up their shields to block the attack from the wall, and quickly evacuated.

Looking at the fleeing enemy, the soldiers on the high wall began to cheer, and taunted the soldiers below the wall loudly.

The first round of siege ended in failure, and the morale of the soldiers who escaped was somewhat low. Fortunately, except for a few soldiers who broke their legs, most of them were not injured, but the wooden ladder of the first round of siege was roaring in flames. Burning, bringing light to this dark city.

Rigas gathered the infantry and came to Geralt, who had been watching the battle.

"Sir, it's not easy to do..."

Geralt took a long breath, walked over to the soldiers of the infantry regiment, crouched down, and splinted several soldiers who had broken their legs.

"I see, water and fire have always been ruthless. As long as they still have kerosene, trying to climb the city wall is tantamount to a dream!"

Geralt prepared the splints for the soldiers, stood up, looked at the burning siege ladder, and shook his head.

"This fire is really burning hot..."

"Prepare to gather civilian slaves in the city, let's go back..."

Geralt didn't finish his sentence, his eyes shriveled to see the iron fence gate at the main entrance of the castle, and then looked at the burning wooden ladder, a hint of inspiration burst out of his mind.

When Rigas heard Geralt's words, he knew that the lord was about to retreat, and his mood was a little low. He was about to lead the infantry regiment to gather the civilians in the city. The castle could not be attacked. As a Nord royal guard, he felt extremely aggrieved.

"Wait for Regas!" Geralt stopped Regas, who was retreating, and pointed to the iron gate of the castle.

"Take someone to get the kerosene and wood, give me another charge, and burn his iron gate! Keep it there!"

"clear!"

Rigas is excited, there is still a chance!

"Come with me from the infantry!" Rigas shouted.

The soldiers of the infantry regiment who could fight again followed their commanders, took the kerosene oil on their backs, and charged again!

"They are here again, everyone is ready!"

The soldiers on the high wall shouted loudly, picked up stones, and threw them at the soldiers who rushed over.

"Raise your shield!"

Rigas stared at the movement on the high wall all the time, and immediately ordered.

There were the most soldiers defending the castle gate. On the way, soldiers fell from time to time. When the third soldier fell, Rigas finally rushed to the iron fence gate with someone.

"Put the wood, hurry, hurry!"

Regas shouted loudly, and the warriors took turns to defend, piled piles of wood under the iron gate, poured kerosene, and Regas lit the fire.

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