The Witcher: From the Academy of Knights

Chapter 113 The Battle of Siege
"There's nothing wrong with that."

Sauron's eyes were thoughtful. Although it was already winter, it was not the coldest month yet.

If the Duke of the Western Territory wants to complete the unification by the end of the year, he must attack the city as soon as possible, otherwise the longer the delay, the worse it will be for the Western Territory Army.

However, attacking Night Crow City after Snow is still not a wise move.

With the attack of the Western Territory Army, the war soon began.

Sauron didn't have a trace of worry in his heart.

Now that a snowfall has just fallen, the possibility of the Western Territory Army capturing Night Crow City is extremely slim, not to mention that there is still support from the Northern Territory led by Lan Nuo in the city.

When the two sides were fighting in this situation, Sauron was naturally full of confidence.

The only things worthy of his attention are the Tower of the Dead and Malice.

Wizards and apprentices with extraordinary power can often use incredible power. No one knows what kind of role Malice can play in this war.

"Archer, let go!"

On the city wall, Sauron waved his hand, and the archers who had already been prepared immediately shot a round of arrows, and other soldiers also began to push rolling stones towards the city wall.

For a while, screams continued on the battlefield.

"Come to me!!"

Rocas, the blood lion knight, roared, and charged towards Night Crow City with his horse, holding the cross sword high in his hand, and the burst of fighting spirit formed a ray of light around his body.

Frost's face changed slightly.

In this world, the direction of war is often determined by the high-level combat power. Just like the battle when Sauron returned from the king's capital and captured Night Raven City, if there was no steel heart knight Konrad who broke the city with a sword, he would not have been able to do so. smoothly.

Now, seeing that the Western Territory Army was stopped by the rain of arrows, the Blood Lion Knight immediately wanted to forcibly break through the city.

As for Sauron, who was defending the city, he would naturally not allow the opponent to act recklessly.

On the city wall, Sauron bent his bow and set his arrows.

The previous longbow was already broken, but now he replaced it with a cast iron beef tendon longbow. After pulling the bowstring with all his strength, the arrow shot away like a burst.

call out! ! !
The sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded, and Rokas' face changed.

He recalled the information about Sauron, and fear flashed in his eyes. Even if he wanted to pull the rein, it was too late.

"Damn!"

Rocas cursed, grabbed a shield and went to block the arrows.

However, the next moment.

The arrow that came from the lasing pierced through the shield in an instant, Rocas screamed, and the arrow had already been shot through the shoulder.

Herod!
The horse under his crotch neighed for a while, and Rocas fell from the horse's back. The injury on his shoulder was not fatal, but a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"how is this possible!?"

Rocas was still in shock. Although he had heard that Sauron's archery skills were amazing, he never thought that the other party's archery skills had reached this level.

However, before Rokas could think about it, another arrow shot out.

Rocas's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly rolled over.

On the city wall, Sauron shook his head. Rocas was already alert. Even with his own archery skills, it was impossible to kill him again.

"Good archery!"

Next to it, Lan Nuo's eyes flashed with surprise, as if he was a little surprised.

Sauron nodded slightly, thoughts flickering in his mind.

In the sky, Lal, who was like an eagle, looked down on the battlefield below. Through the vision sharing ability, Sauron searched for the traces of the extraordinary.

If in today's war, the Western Territory Army hadn't dispatched extraordinary people, Sauron wouldn't need to make any moves at all, and it would be enough to stop the enemy from outside the city.

Ral scanned the battlefield below.

On the snow-capped wilderness, no trace of a transcendent was found, but Sauron still did not relax his vigilance, standing motionless on the city wall.

The brutal battle lasted for several hours.

Relying on the defense of Night Crow City, the Western Territory Army has never been able to break through the city, and because of the existence of Sauron, the blood lion knight Rocas cannot break the situation by personal force.

After losing hundreds of soldiers, Rocas had no choice but to order the withdrawal.

On the other hand, Night Crow City didn't have much loss.

"Rocas will not let it go."

On the city wall, Frost's face was solemn. Although Night Crow City had won this battle, it was clear that everything would not end so easily.

The Western Territory Army still retains most of its strength, and will inevitably attack again in the near future.

"It's okay."

Sauron shook his head. If the Transcendents from the Tower of the Dead did not take action, no matter how many times the Western Territory Army attacked, it would be impossible to break through Night Crow City.

If the apprentices from the Tower of the Dead make a move, Sauron will naturally not be indifferent.

……

The Principality of Taal, Peak Mountain Canyon.

In the gorge with many mountains and mountains, the strong bloody smell can hardly be dissipated, and the corpses that can be seen everywhere tell the tragedy of the war.

In the sky, vultures circled continuously.

Above the canyon, several blue wolves were crawling on the snow. In the bitterly cold winter, there were not many opportunities for this group of beasts to have a good meal.

"call!"

In the distance, Myrcella's face was pale, and the scarlet armor was even more glaring after being stained with blood, and there were bursts of pain from the wound, but she ignored it in vain.

"Lord Myrcella, the Eastern Border Army has retreated."

Behind him, a knight came on horseback and reported to Misera.

"How is His Highness Histor?"

Myrcella sighed.

The knight did not speak, but looked at the tent not far away.

Myrcella's heart sank, and she quickly walked towards the tent.

In the heavily guarded tent, Histor was lying unconscious on the bed.

Beside him, a man in a white robe was putting his hand on Hester, and soft light poured into his body like a stream of water.

A trace of complexity flashed in Myrcella's eyes.

In all honesty, she didn't trust this strange man, but if he hadn't appeared, the attack of the Eastern Frontier Army not long ago would have killed all the Northern Frontier Army including Misera in the peak mountain valley.

Recalling everything that happened before, Myrcella felt a throbbing in her heart.

Several soldiers from the east who were trying to cross the gorge and headed for the capital turned into black mist like a curse after being brought into the camp.

At that terrifying scene, even Myrcella, who had experienced many battles, felt his scalp go numb.

Although she had drawn out her sword for the first time, she still couldn't block the 'black mist', and Histor was injured and unconscious.

Immediately afterwards, the Eastern Border Army launched an attack!
At that moment, why did Myrcella not understand that everything was a conspiracy by Galen, and while feeling remorse in her heart, she also felt a trace of despair.

The northern army led by Hester has many strong men, but lacks generals who are good at commanding. Even Myrcella, facing the sudden attack of the eastern army, does not know how to turn the situation around.

Under the attack of the Eastern Frontier Army, the Northern Frontier Army retreated steadily and had no choice but to retreat to the peak mountain valley, but even so, the Eastern Frontier Army still refused to let it go.

Obviously, the Eastern Frontier Army at that time was determined to wipe out the Northern Frontier Army in one fell swoop.

(End of this chapter)