Mount and Blade

Grunberudo looked at the enemy's unabated offensive, his eyes shone, and he shouted loudly: "Longbowmen, get ready!!"

The archers on the city wall pulled their bowstrings and waited for battle. When the Joda people climbed the reinforced ladders and entered the best range of the longbowmen, Grunberudo gave an order: "Shoot!"

Soon, arrows shot at the enemy like locusts, and screams suddenly rang out under the city.

Benetti Kut stood aside, clenching her fists tightly, her eyes fixed on Grunberudo, silently praying in her heart that the mysterious power would appear quickly to help them through this difficult time.

Hickel ran back and forth on the city wall, commanding the soldiers to flexibly respond to the enemy's attack, sometimes asking the soldiers here to stab the enemies climbing the ladders with long spears, and sometimes arranging people to pour boiling hot oil under the city.

However, the Joda people were much more numerous than the people in the "Fire Dragon's Nest". Although the Jodah army suffered considerable losses, some enemies still managed to climb up the city wall, and a fierce melee battle broke out on the wall.

Grunberudo immediately swung his warhammer and rushed into the enemy group. Each blow was like the power of a dragon, and in a blink of an eye, a large number of enemies were knocked off the city wall.

Accompanied by the sound of broken wails and the sound of armor being smashed, the group of unfortunate soldiers fell to the bottom of the city and died, while knocking down some soldiers, and the scene was very chaotic.

The wound on Grunberudo's body also broke again due to the violent movement, and blood oozed out of the armor, but he didn't care at all, and roared in his mouth: "As long as I am here, you can't break through here!"

The sound of artillery fire and the smell of burnt skin hovered in the Fire Dragon's Nest, which was a burning breath unique to the battlefield.

With Grunberudo, no Jodah could last more than three seconds. His warhammer could crush dozens of people in an instant, and his war shield could easily push the enemy to the bottom of the city.

The morale of the garrison in the Fire Dragon's Nest was greatly boosted, and the counterattack became more and more easy. They might die, but as long as Gurenbeluo was there, even if they died, they would go to the "Heavenly Plain" with the "Dragon", drink heartily in the "House of the Gods", and comfort their ancestors.

But even the well-defended "Fire Dragon's Nest" would run out of bullets, and a pure melee battle was inevitable.

Gurenbeluo could not remember how many times he had swung his war hammer and how many times he had pushed his shield. He was covered in blood and naturally did not forget the situation of being attacked from both sides at this moment.

Hickel was injured and killed the enemy. The silver hair that made her elegant in the past had been melted into red by blood, and her silver armor was splattered with blood.

The battlefield and plan on the other side were fully handed over to Waston and Tino. The back of the Fire Dragon's Nest, which had almost no defensive measures, collapsed under the round-the-clock bombardment of seven cannons, and two gaps appeared in the wall.

"Attack! Whoever cuts off Gulenberudo's head will be rewarded!" He Kun gave an order and asked the soldiers to rush forward.

Edward just followed the army silently. It seemed that Gulenberudo was doomed. He only hoped that Shikel would be safe and sound. He had to protect Shikel in person.

Tino, Waston and others each led more than a hundred cavalrymen to fight guerrilla warfare in the city, pretending to retreat and leading the Grand Duke's troops into various bastions.

But He Kun always cherished his life, so he only asked his subordinates to pursue, and he stayed in a safe place waiting for his subordinates' reports.

Edward was not in a hurry to pursue those former subordinates. He looked at the slightly empty Fire Dragon's Nest and felt puzzled. The soldiers who went to pursue did not come back. He felt something was wrong, but he looked at He Kun who was unaware of it, and he said nothing.

At this moment, Tino and Walston led the Grand Duke's troops into a trap and ignited the pre-arranged asphalt and explosives according to the plan. With the sound of crisp explosions, flames shot up into the sky.

Then, each bastion made deafening explosions intermittently.

Shikel looked at the bastions that were already billowing with smoke, and her hands, sore and tired from killing the enemy, leaned on the sword, and tears fell involuntarily. She knew that those loyal subordinates who had spent a happy time with them might have died with the Grand Duke's troops.

Gulenberudo looked at the billowing smoke, and a sense of inexplicable sadness flashed through his heart. He didn't understand what the emotion was for no reason, but the current situation had left him no time to think.

His right hand, which kept swinging the war hammer, felt sore and weak. If he hadn't used a lot of bandages to tie up his broken left arm and shield, he would have been unable to lift the shield long ago. Every inch of his skin and flesh was in pain, and the cold sweat from the pain had penetrated his body under the armor. He was just holding on.

On the other side of the bastion, although the explosions had stopped, the fire was still burning, and the billowing smoke went straight into the sky, as if it was the sad song of those dead soldiers. Tino and Waston were covered in dust and blood. They supported each other and ran out of the fire with the few survivors. They planned to go back to the city wall and meet with Gulunbeirudo for the last resistance.

"Humph, a dying struggle!" He Kun cursed inwardly. Although he lost nearly two thousand deployments, he didn't think it would affect his capture of the "Fire Dragon's Nest".

Edward looked at the overconfident He Kun and narrowed his eyes slightly. Maybe he could still find a way to break the deadlock. However, he had to have a chance to meet with Gulunbeirudo.

Baziso took advantage of his short stature to swing his axe on the wall. Many of Jodah's soldiers were seriously injured and cut in half. However, after such a huge battle, he was also exhausted. He kept hacking and hacking, and he was out of breath. Even his hands began to tremble!

"Stinky brat!" A Jodah soldier kicked Baziso to the ground. He was about to be pierced in the chest before he was rescued by the old soldier beside him. Blood sprayed all over Baziso's face.

"Hey, are you okay? You have done a good job." The old soldier also showed some fatigue, but the war will never stop because you are tired.

"Woo... I want to go home, I want Ge... Boss..."

Hearing Baziso's cry, the old soldier patted his shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Hold on, kid! Maybe Hanks is also fighting hard in front, we can't fall down first."

Baziso gritted his teeth, wiped the tears and blood mixed on his face, and stood up again with the axe tightly. He didn't know how long he could hold on, but if he didn't swing this, he would most likely be the one to die in the next second...