Keck carried a large raft made of wooden strips and led the infantry to the front. When the ladder truck was about to arrive at the front, he dropped the pole, took off the kite-shaped shield behind him, and stepped onto the ladder truck at the lead. Climb to the city from the aisle where the soldiers on both sides of the carriage have moved out of the way.
After putting down the planks for climbing the city, Keck roared, picked up the one-handed war hammer, stepped outside in one step, and smashed a slave soldier who had just pulled out his scimitar. The latter had no helmet and his skull was ferociously dented. , the whole person fell to the ground as soft as leather.
With this war cry, the infantrymen who followed also held their weapons, rushed out of the ladder truck in a swarm, and rushed towards the defenders who had just assembled. The veterans climbed up the city wall first, followed by the recruits, basically a four-person formation. They formed a small team, two people holding spears, one holding a sword and shield, and one holding a hammer and shield. They cooperated with each other according to years of training, shouting "Glory to the Lord" and "Eradicate tyranny, destroy tyrants", one sword after another. The unarmored slave soldiers were killed and frightened with a hammer.
For a moment, blood and sword light splashed everywhere.
Their standard-bearers cut down the king's standard from the wall, and put up the standard of Alambien and flew it.
The man looked at all this with a telescope.
The soldiers wearing armor and helmets fought bravely. The man turned his observation tube to look at the scouts observing the city wall, waiting anxiously.
The soldiers who climbed the city wall first fought hard to cover the comrades who climbed the city wall later and the battering ram that slammed into the gate. The man pressed the hilt of his sword tightly, holding his breath and concentrating, hoping to attract the soldiers on the city wall. There were enough defenders to allow the battering ram to successfully break through the gate of the royal capital.
"Lord, protect us." The man murmured.
Immediately afterwards, he saw the archers commanded by Colvin setting up their arrows again, fully drawing the bowstring, raising it, and aiming at several arrow towers on the city wall.
The arrows dragging the flames flew up to the arrow tower. The arrow tower, which lacked maintenance and repair, was on fire in the continuous rockets. The decaying and decaying wooden boards fell like meteors, sparks flying everywhere.
In the flames, the tall Keck was holding a hammer, flanked by two equally heroic soldiers. He raised his shield and knocked down the superior slave who was rushing forward in armor. With eyes filled with hatred, he struck with the hammer. He picked up the enemy's frightened face.
On the city wall, countless garrison soldiers wailed and fled down this section of the city wall. Keck, who was wearing heavy armor, roared angrily and led the soldiers to fight in an orderly manner. Under the beating of fear, most of the slave soldiers were defeated.
Countless arms squeezed each other, pushing each other, and fled, with pieces of flesh and blood flying everywhere.
Keck stood high at the top of the city, leading groups of soldiers to charge at the defenders. The enemy had already begun to mobilize. From a distance, a group of high-class slaves with shiny armor could be seen rushing towards them with shields and scimitars. Come.
Suddenly, he frowned and his lips trembled, and a familiar flag appeared on the other side of the city.
That's Myron's flag.
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In the camp, the man raised the observation tube and was surprised to see the defenders on the city wall beginning to organize themselves. A group of high-class slaves wearing armor appeared collectively at the top of the city. They were majestic and completely different from the fleeing slave soldiers around them.
"What's going on...How come the top slaves came so quickly and have such good organizational skills..." The man used the observation tube to vaguely see the top slaves divided into two rows, with shields set up in the front and shields in the back. He raised his spear and advanced towards the city-state soldiers who had climbed onto the city wall, maintaining excellent discipline, which was very different from other slave soldiers and the superior slaves they had seen before.
Before the man could go into details, a messenger came with galloping horses.
"Consul! The gate is broken!"
When a piece of good news came, the man couldn't help but get excited and said loudly: "Ask the cavalry of the second and third formations to prepare, and rush in as soon as they push into the space."
It seems that there is no need to look for weak walls.
The man thought so.
As long as they capture a section of the city wall and a part of the royal capital, it means that the entire royal capital will begin to collapse. They can quickly attack the palace after being stationed for a while.
However, not long after, the man looked through the observation tube and saw that the infantry on the city wall began to gradually shrink. The tightly arranged superior slaves formed a tight square formation and pressed forward step by step in a disciplined manner. This situation was seen by the king. It was extremely rare in the army, and there were also the king's guards among them. The man immediately guessed that this was to suppress the superior slaves from obeying orders.
"...Could it be...Myron?!" The man suddenly thought of something.
Compared with the king's slave army, the army of the city-state of Aylan Biyin has a major advantage in its strict discipline, united and orderly team battle formation, and the elite level of the individuals.
Now, those high-class slaves trained and organized by Meron also have the same phalanx. In addition, the high-class slaves used as soldiers in the royal capital are basically equipped with sophisticated armor and sharp weapons. After being fed well for a long time, he is tall, basically half a head taller than the soldiers of the city-state army.
For a time, even if the city-state infantry had a slight advantage on the city wall, they could not drive the advancing slaves off the city wall.
"Myron, you bastard!" the man cursed.
The city gate was knocked open. As soon as the city-state infantry rushed in, they encountered a large number of the king's guards. These guards had feathers on their helmets and held sophisticated scimitars and shields. They were extremely resilient. and morale, the period before the battering ram breached the city gates allowed the king to mobilize the Praetorian Guards in time.
The infantry relied on their initial charge and advance to push the guards back a certain distance. The two sides crowded together, pushing and shoving with shields and slashing with swords.
But then, under the tight defense of the Guards, the advancement of the city-state infantry was hindered. The space they pushed out was simply not enough to clear the way for the cavalry and create enough space for a charge.
It can be said that until that space is pushed away, they will be alone.
"Damn it!" The man was worried and thinking about countermeasures.
The scouts had come to report several times before, but they had not yet found the weak spot in the city wall. If the city wall could not be broken down, the counterweight trebuchet would have no other effect except deterrence, just like a large bow and arrow.
The defenders of the Royal Capital have gradually recovered from the chaos. They began to organize a counterattack. The dispatch was much faster than what they had seen before. The man immediately confirmed that it was Myron who was commanding the attack. The latter was the deputy of the Pioneer Corps. The commander of the legion also has excellent ability to judge the situation.
"Herald!" The man shouted loudly and called the orderly in front of him. "I have to lead people to the city gate and take command personally. I have to push in and push out a space for the cavalry to enter the city. You immediately Go tell Kassel to get ready! The counterweight trebuchet must also be dragged out to cover our attack!"
As he spoke, he turned over and mounted his horse, took off the candlestick from his waist, and kissed the side of the table.
"Lord, please have mercy."
