In the city of Marton River, the reinforcement work of the city wall continued, and the people of Verdusan were quiet for a few days as Duke Andev said.
However, this silence could not help but cause anxiety to the Duke.
Prince Androff was worried that the enemy would take this opportunity to replenish their troops and dig out huge stones for trebuchets.
For this reason, the defenders had to recruit the residents of Marton River City to join the army.
However, the Camillians were originally outsiders, and the city had only changed hands for less than a month, so how could they recruit enough people in this city?
Prince Androff couldn't help but feel a splitting headache over this.
But correspondingly, Duke Andeff discovered that Lauren's army was expanding.
It was difficult not to arouse Prince Andeff's curiosity.
When Duke Anderf asked, Laurent's answer was brief and unreserved.
"As a pagan, I promised them land, a church, and my future conversion."
Lauren said.
Duke Andoff couldn't help but marvel at this, and then he learned from Laurent that most of his expanded army came from the Earl of Myrne.
Those knights or sergeants in the original earldom who were unwilling to be loyal to the pagans, after learning that Laurent was going to convert, got off the donkeys along the slope, organized their attendants and guards, and came to the city of Marton River.
Laurent is also in Marton River City. As the lord of Marton River City, he will exempt Marton River City from taxes for the next five years in exchange for the support of the citizens in the city.
In addition, there are various commitments and contracts. There is no doubt that Laurent is overdrafting the city's interests in exchange for an expansion of the army.
Even Duke Androff had to lament that Lauren was more like a shrewd southerner at this time.
Despite this, the situation in Marton River City is still very serious.
Another Sunday was spent in the city of Matton River amid the ringing of church bells. Priests organized masses everywhere, and people crowded the church roads.
Burning incense, chanting sutras, candlelight, saluting...
Laurent witnessed this, and he was greatly shocked when he thought that his enemies were doing the same thing today.
The third prince told his wife about this. He often did this, especially when his wife was about to give birth and needed something to distract her attention.
And when he mentioned this matter to Mr. Masaphi, the latter was not cold at all. Rather, Mr. Masaphi seemed to have remembered something important and was busy dealing with it.
Lauren heard that Mr. Masaphi was in the city purchasing gold and precious stones these days.
The bloody siege took place on the day after Sunday.
In the wilderness far away from the stone bridge, the flag of the Fudusan people was raised high on the horizon.
Whether they were the Leyton people or the people from the south, when they saw the flag that was revealed first, they all recalled the shaking of the earth when the trebuchets threw huge boulders, and they couldn't help but panic in their hearts.
Prince Androff saw the menacing trebuchets and the Fordusan army following them.
Then among the large and small southern flags, Duke Andeff suddenly saw a strange flag raised. The pattern on the flag was not the family crest of the southern sword, but a bloody giant's claw. .
When Lauren, who was standing next to Duke Andev, saw the flag, the third prince's face showed horror.
"The flag of the Shaqipo people! The Shaqipo people are coming?! They have become reinforcements for the Fudusan people?!"
"Shaqipo people?!" Duke Andev, as the Duke of Camillian's interior, did not understand the situation of the ethnic groups in the Northern Territory.
"A ferocious kingdom in the north. They eat hair, drink blood, and even eat people."
Lauren took a breath of cold air, and her blood became cold. It was like a gryphon shrinking its eagle eyes when facing a powerful beast.
As the Shaqipo people's flag swayed in the wind, goosebumps appeared on the third prince's body.
The Leyton people and the Shaqipo people have a blood feud!
The trebuchet rumbled on the far side of the city wall, and the thick hemp ropes tied together pulled down, and the boulders loaded onto it were horrifyingly huge.
Duke Andev took advantage of a few days of repairs to rush to build a trebuchet. However, compared to the two counterweighted trebuchets of the Fordusan people made by dwarf craftsmen, both in terms of range and loading, or Much inferior.
The bright spear points on the city wall reflected the roiling river water, and the boulders loaded by the trebuchets flew towards them.
Lauren felt a violent shaking under his feet, like an earthquake. For some reason, he suddenly became panicked and felt that the shaking was more violent than before.
As long as a corner of their city wall is broken down, they will inevitably fall into street fighting with the numerically superior Fudusan people.
The boulders roared one after another, like heavy hammers hitting the wooden planks.
Many defenders had trouble keeping their feet and even fell down, relying on their shields to hold on to the ground.
Almost everyone has a bad premonition...
The city wall under their feet seemed to have been severely damaged in the first two battles to defend the city.
The attacks were almost continuous. The trebuchets flew out huge boulders with the wave of Duke Coan, the commander of Fordusan, and gave the city wall a sudden blow.
Laurent stabilized his body and looked at the city wall. The bricks on the outer wall fell off one after another under the impact.
Prince Androff looked over and saw this too, with a look of horror behind him.
"The section on the left, the people on the left section get off the wall quickly!"
Following the shouts of Prince Anderf, the defenders took advantage of the intervals between trebuchet attacks to move hurriedly.
Then two huge boulders arrived as expected.
Boom!
The god who was in charge of war swung down the heavy hammer, and the roar was deafening. For a moment, sand and dust flew up, and the earth shook and the mountains shook...
The wall of Marton River City was finally smashed into a gap.
Laurent quickly walked down the city. He waved the flag and shouted: "Heavy infantry, put up your shield and go up!"
As a gap was broken in the city wall, the Fudusan people on the opposite side marched up in formation.
The cold, turbid river water rushed under the stone bridge, and the earth seemed to shake as the Fudusan people advanced.
Facing the menacing Fudusan people, the defenders' spears stood proudly. The veterans, who covered their faces with shields, stared directly at the Fudusan people who were getting closer and closer.
Dozens of heavy infantry relied on the gap in the city wall, muttering words, praying for the Lord's blessing and for the Lord to curse their enemies. As the Fudusan people crossed the stone bridge, I don't know who stabbed the spear first, and it was tragic. This is how the bloody battle began.
The tip of the spear fell to the ground along with the heads and intestines of the Fudusan people. Facing the breach of the city wall, the Fudusan people, who had been thwarted in several attempts to attack the city, saw that hope was ahead, and they showed a bravery that was far better than before.
The defenders' spears thrust forward one after another, pulling and thrusting fiercely. They used shield walls to resist the enemy's repeated collisions. Both sides were strangled pieces of meat on the battlefield.
The mutilated corpses of the Fudusan people and the defenders fell to the ground one by one, overlapping each other, making it impossible to distinguish between you and me.
Facing the Fudusan people who were far more numerous than themselves, the faces of the defenders showed fatigue and fear. Coupled with the destruction of the city wall, their morale was greatly damaged.
Before long, the gap in the city wall could no longer be defended.
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God saw that the city was broken.
Laurent, Duke Andeff, as well as the Redonians, Camillians, the true believers of Myrne, and a group of soldiers who were recruited, shed their blood to guard the city, and this was defeated.
Everything was moving very fast in God's eyes. He saw the defenders' defense lines collapse in the gap. In the blink of an eye, he saw the Fudusan people charging into the city, while the defenders retreated step by step.
Laurent was in such a state of embarrassment that he personally went into battle and fought with the Leydon people and the True Believers. However, despite this, he still could not withstand the enemy's tidal offensive.
After several days of siege with no progress, the Fordusans had already accumulated a lot of resentment, and now they poured it out against the defenders of Marton River City.
Some poorly disciplined defenders even broke into private houses near the city wall and massacred unarmed old, weak, women and children.
The defenders retreated step by step. Duke Androff got on the saddle and directed everyone to retreat to the high hillside side of the city, which was in the direction of the mining field.
God saw the bloody banner with giant hands painted on it.
Not only Him who was above the sea of clouds with thousands of pillars, but all the Leidun people on the earth saw the flag. Those Shaqipo people riding war horses or big wolves rushed into the city and rushed towards the Leidun people's positions. Standing, as if hunting.
This group of cannibals is far more barbaric than the Laytons, a group of pagans.
When the Shaqipo people charged, they even ignored the Fudusan peasants and soldiers who were entangled with the Leyton people, and rushed forward on the road. The tip of the spear penetrated the Leyton man's head with the head of his friend.
The Leiden people and the Shaqipo people faced each other, their eyes filled with hatred.
The situation is particularly unfavorable for the former.
The defenders retreated step by step, which was extremely uncomfortable for the brave and fierce Garda warriors. In addition, the provocation of the Shaqipo people in the distance aroused the anger of the Garda warriors, and even Someone broke out of the line and stepped forward to kill alone.
The results speak for themselves.
Laurent stared closely at the flag of the Shaqipo people, and the third prince's chest surged with blood-blooded anger. However, at this time, he had to suppress his anger and cooperated with Duke Andev to command them to retreat step by step.
There was once a castle on the side of the hillside in the city of Marton River. Although it was abandoned, Duke Andoff had deployed some defenses just in case. Only by retreating there could the defenders regain their strength. In good spirits.
Although there was not much food and water stored there, the city wall was broken, and the defenders had to retreat there if they wanted to continue to hold on.
Blood splashed on the battlefield. There were always defenders who failed to retreat in time and became the dead souls of the Fudusan people. The corpses were piled on the ground like a city wall. Soon there was a fishy smell, and everything seemed like the end of the world. Clues.
Duke Androff had long expected that the city wall would collapse, so he had planned a retreat route to the castle on the hillside early. However, despite this, the defenders still spent a lot of money to retreat to the castle and reluctantly A defense was organized.
God looked at the castle. It lacked water and food, and was almost a lonely city.
The time He spoke of is coming soon.
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There was a loud roar in the city of Marton River, and Luke suddenly turned his head, with many distracting thoughts rising in his mind.
Then, Luke saw a deserter, who was running away. As he ran back, he shouted: "The wall has fallen! The wall has fallen!"
Luke suddenly felt nervous, and he had a bad feeling.
The residents in the city spread the word about the deserters, and for a while, almost all the citizens in the city knew that the city was broken, and the Marton River City was going to return to its original owner, and fell into the hands of the Fudusan people again.
The citizens did not panic about the destruction of the city, and few people fled because of it. Most of them were just a little nervous and hid in their houses with peace of mind.
"Isthori."
Luke frowned and recited the ancient saying "Destiny".
The young priest did not pry into the fate of the entire city. With his current ability, he was far from being able to do so.
He could only try to pry into the fate of other residents and barely judge the trajectory of Marton River City.
Then, Luke turned his head and looked at a resident who was rushing home.
He saw blood and carnage...
Luke's breathing suddenly stagnated. He could not ensure that the fate he saw was real. He had not yet fully understood the ancient saying "destiny" and could only see vague shadows from others.
Then, Luke stood up and walked on the avenue, looking around at the pedestrians coming and going with his golden eyes.
What Luke saw was that half of the pedestrians were trapped in the fate of blood and massacre.
"Oh God..." The young priest felt horrified.
The Fordusans will massacre and plunder the entire city of Marton River!
Although most of the residents here are Fudusan people, and almost all of them are true believers who also believe in the Lord!
Luke could hardly imagine what kind of disaster this city would suffer.
So Luke took action. He hurried to the church, trying to alert people to the coming danger and run around to tell others.
However, not many people believed the young priest's words.
"Priest from out of town, are you crazy? It was the Fudusan people who took back the city, and we are also Fudusan people."
"Father, you don't have to swear in the name of the Lord. This can't be true. At most, it's just an individual."
"You don't have to be afraid, good priest. Even if it means massacre, it won't happen to you. You are a priest. Those who kill priests will go to hell."
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The residents of Marton River City did not believe Luke's words. Even if he claimed that he was a blessed one, people were still only half-convinced. jj?y.??br>
What's more, they regarded Luke as a fake or a madman, and closed the doors and windows of their own homes.
"Lord, I can't save these people..."
Luke stood in the empty street, looking sadly toward the sky.
Is it possible that after many years of doing good deeds and thinking hard about theology, I am still not enough to save the world?
Luke felt unspeakable sadness.
"God, Father..."
At this time, an old voice sounded behind him.
Luke turned around suddenly and saw an old man.
"It's you..." Luke recognized the old man in front of him.
The one who donated acorn flour to the church.
The old man was a little panicked. He lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "Is it true, Father? Those people will massacre and loot after they attack the city. Is there a disaster waiting for us?"
"I stand by my faith."
Luke finally found someone who believed in him and lost his voice:
"Let's go and flee. Those are the people who are going to hell! Don't let them take your lives."
"In that case, come with me and tell the others, Father, let's go together..." The old man believed Luke's words and persuaded.
Luke shook his head and said, "I will go with you to tell them, but I won't leave. Those people don't have the guts to kill the priest yet. I have to go to the church and organize the monks to persuade others to escape."
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