ancient greece mediterranean ruler

Chapter 315 Fortress Attack and Defense (continued)

80 meters... 70 meters... 60 meters... The closer to the wooden wall, the stronger the attack. The number of slaves is getting smaller and smaller, and most of them have been lying on the grass as stepping stones.

The fear of death caused several slaves to throw away their sacks and rush forward.Spikes, meat hooks... their legs were bloody and bloody, and they screamed, but they refused to stop their staggering steps: "Ah!...Ah!...I...I am Greece Human!...I am Greek!!..."

The heart-rending shouts shocked the soldiers on the wall, and they all looked at Zipit with pleading eyes.

Seeing this scene, Zipit was also a little hesitant.

At this moment, a dozen Bruti warriors received the leader's order, rushed out of the array, stepped on the sacks on the ground, and threw javelins at the slaves who were blocked by Luzhai and unable to move forward.

The screams of the Greek slaves before their death made Tsipit make a decision with a ruthless heart. He roared sternly: "Keep shooting arrows!"

Countless arrows carrying sadness and anger continued to fall... and finally wiped out almost all the few remaining slaves and Brutians within the range.

Although these slaves were almost naked and had no protection, 2000 people were killed or injured in the trap area within a short period of time, and they didn't even reach the trench in front of the wooden wall, which made the leaders of the Brutians suck Mouth is cold.

"Chief Pianlun, look..." Bojam looked at Pianlun hesitantly.

"Send other tribal warriors up to continue filling the trap. We are almost reaching the city!" Pian Lun, with a sullen expression, spoke coldly and firmly. He had already come this far. No matter what, he wanted to test the enemy's strength. He will never give up easily.

Thousands of Bruti warriors formed a group of two, holding a shield in one hand and a sack in the other, and began to advance towards the city wall in a very loose formation.

Tszpit very much hoped that the enemy's advance would be slower, so that his soldiers' sore arms would have more time to recover.

"Fire the arrow!" He waved his arm again.

The Bruti warriors obviously had more combat experience than the slaves. When they saw the arrows covering the sky, they immediately stopped advancing, squatted down, huddled up, and protected their whole bodies with shields. The arrows rained down like raindrops. Amidst the crashing sounds of "Bang! Bang! Poof! Poof!...", the soldiers' screams were obviously much smaller than before.But when they advanced to more than 30 meters away from the city wall, the deer barrier set up here kept them in place. Not only archers but also javelinmen also joined the battle on the wooden wall. Javelins and arrows poured down for a while, and Bruti The soldiers' casualties increased greatly and they retreated.

"Big boss!" Even Petaru couldn't help it now.

"Attack again!" Pi Anlun ordered hard-heartedly: "Elder Petaru, you lead 4000 soldiers to attack the north wall! Elder Bergam, you attack the south! Elder Nikuru, take your men to the middle of the city wall!" Road! Don’t be anxious, everyone, follow the previous plan. First clear the obstacles on the road, fill in the trenches, and then start to attack the city..."

The soldiers on the wooden wall cheered the defeat of the Brutians, but not long after, the enemy attacked again.This time, they were divided into small groups of dozens of people, tightly packed together, with several wooden shields as big as door panels at the front.

The road extending from the city gate is the only one without traps. It is the passage reserved by the Third Army.At this time, there were also Bruti warriors pushing a wooden cart loaded with sacks full of soil and approaching the city gate.

The experienced Zipit knew that when the enemy was well protected, shooting arrows blindly would only waste arrows and consume physical strength, but would not achieve much.Therefore, he prohibited the soldiers from shooting indiscriminately and waited for the enemy to leave the large wooden shield before shooting.

But the wooden cart in the middle has always been the focus of the Dionian light infantry's attack. The distance of [-] meters allowed the Bruti warriors pushing the cart to lie all the way, but Nikuru's angry roar urged the frightened Bruti warriors. , pushing the cart forward one after another, and finally reached the trench with difficulty, ready to dump the sacks piled like a hill on the wooden cart into the trench.

"Oil cans!" Tsipit shouted calmly. A dozen slingers raised the olive oil cans temporarily collected from the city of Bithynia, and threw them accurately as they usually threw stones. The wooden cart in front of the trench, with broken clay pots and oil splashing everywhere, quickly turned the wooden cart into an oil truck.

"Rockets!" Cipit ordered and at the same time fired a rocket himself.

As soon as five or six rockets hit the wooden cart, it quickly burst into flames, which also affected several Bruti warriors pushing the cart. Their whole bodies were on fire and they were rolling on the ground in panic.

"Idiot! Quick! Push it down! Push the car down!!" Seeing the emergency, Nikuru roared, threw his shield, risking being shot, pushed away the hesitant warrior in front, and sprinted forward Go up, ignore the burning flames, hold the handlebars tightly with both hands, and push forward with all your strength.

Inspired by him, the Bruti warriors also rushed to his side.

The wooden carts were burning, and the javelins and arrows were being fired.

Under the leadership of Nikuru, the Bruti soldiers pushed the cart with all their strength. Only a "boom" was heard. The entire wooden cart overturned in the trench. The sacks inside filled the three-meter-deep and three-meter-wide trench. Half full, it suppressed the sharp wooden stakes crisscrossing the ditch. The Bruti warriors could step on the sacks in the ditch and reach the opposite side of the ditch with only one big step.

When the soldiers were celebrating their success, Nikuru had already been hit by two javelins and fell in a pool of blood...

Nikuru is dead!When Pianlun heard the news, he couldn't help but feel a sad feeling in his heart. Although his relationship with Nikuru was only average, he was so cold...

At this time, after paying a heavy price, the Bruti soldiers had already approached the trench and began to throw sacks into it.

Pianlun finally gave the order: "The entire army attacks the city!"

The [-] soldiers were divided into two groups, the front and the back, carrying the long ladder and the pole, and began to approach the city wall.

Just when the Brutians blew the attack horn, the Dionysians also blew the general's horn, and the soldiers of the first and second brigade began to go to the city.

Taking advantage of the opportunity for the Dionysian soldiers to change their guard in the city, the Bruti warriors stepped on the corpses of their companions and rushed to the trench. The soldiers of the Third Army immediately threw a dense rain of javelins, and Bruti who was shot The Ti warrior fell directly into the ditch...

The Bruti warrior who arrived under the wooden wall looked up and groaned secretly.It was originally built by the Dionians.Numerous sharp logs protruded obliquely from the bottom of the wooden wall crenel, making it impossible for the long ladder to directly reach the crenel. Even if the soldiers climbed to the top of the long ladder, they were still a short distance away from the wooden wall.

Just as the Bruti warrior was distracted, a stone fell vertically and hit his head.

"Well done!" Creru patted the Bisinian warriors who had made meritorious service and shouted loudly: "People, kill them hard and don't let a single Cosenza go back alive!"

The battle was going on fiercely. The Dionian soldiers and Bithynian soldiers threw javelins, smashed them with stones, stabbed them with spears, pushed them with forks, chopped them with sabers... They tried their best to stop the Brutians from attacking the city.

In addition to using long ladder ants to attack the city, the Brutians also used barwood to ram the city.A group of a dozen warriors held huge logs, and under the cover of Bruti's harpooneers, they not only hit the city gate, they also hit the wooden wall.Because Pianren and the others believed that although the Dionians had built a wooden wall in such a short time, it could not be very strong.

In fact, this is indeed the case.The wooden wall built by the Dionian soldiers was a double-layered wooden fence, filled with soil taken out when digging the trench, and wooden boards were laid on top to build a walkway on the wall.However, due to time constraints, the soil in the middle was not completely compacted, and the wooden fence was not carefully reinforced.

After discovering the enemy's intentions, Dracos had to detach part of his troops and focus on attacking these "suicide" warriors who lacked protection.

However, these two methods of siege were not the only ones at Pianlon.

"Captain, look, it's on fire!" the soldier reminded Adrianx loudly. He looked down and saw flames already ignited at the bottom of a wooden wall. Several Bruti warriors next to him were carrying a Clay pots were pouring oil on the wall, and the fire was getting stronger.

"Shoot that man quickly!" Adriancus shouted anxiously while directing the soldiers to throw javelins: "Down the sand quickly! Fall down quickly!..."

Due to the rush of time and lack of war preparation materials, the wooden walls have not been treated with fire protection, such as painting.Fortunately, when Dracos discussed with the captains how to defend the fortress, he took this into consideration, and placed cloth bags full of soil on the wooden wall walkway.

The fire was eventually put out, but Adriax's expression remained serious. He reminded the team officers and soldiers one by one to pay close attention to any enemies carrying pots and oil bags under the city, and to make every effort not to let them get close to the wooden wall.

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The siege was bloody and cruel. Every time he saw the long ladder being pushed down and the soldiers falling from the top of the city, Pianlon felt heartbroken. However, as the commander-in-chief of the entire army, he had to pay attention to the progress of the war at all times. , he moved forward again and again, just to see more clearly, and finally reached the edge of the trap area.

Perhaps it was the corpses on the ground that made the war horse feel uneasy. It snorted and kept digging the soil on the ground with its front hooves.

Pi Anlun really didn't expect that the Dionians not only established a relatively complete fortress defense system in just three days, but also that the soldiers' experience and strength in defending the city were not weak.

Seeing the struggling and groaning Bruti warriors under the wall, Pi'alun's confidence gradually weakened...

Compared with the northern section of the wooden wall, which was tightly defended, had tacit cooperation and prohibited orders, the southern section, which was in charge of the Bissenian soldiers, was due to inconsistent command, weak combat effectiveness and low morale of the personnel. After an hour of continuous defense, the wall began to Some Bruti warriors scaled the top of the city.

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