This Game is Outrageous

"Lord Yingjie, Lord Marquis, he is unwilling to surrender."

Hearing the soldier's words, Su Su nodded with satisfaction:

"Wow, Blaise, you did a great job, I'm very satisfied."

Kim gave Su Su a strange look. He thought that his Lord Yingjie was sarcastic, but after listening carefully, he found that Lord Yingjie was really satisfied that Blaise did not surrender.

Kim scratched his head, only to think that Yingjie was Yingjie, and ordinary people couldn't understand her true thoughts at all.

And Su Su ran all the way around the city on horseback, and found that Kweed City is also a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. It faces the sea to the west. The league is really hard to beat.

But unfortunately, technology has changed the military.

Soon, under the sunlight of the morning, a pile of counterweight trebuchets stood up outside the city.

When the soldiers of Yoshoos saw this huge machine, their eyes widened.

And Blaise had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Soon, these huge machines began to operate, and huge stones rose into the sky. When they fell on the top of the soldiers, they smashed them into a blood mist. They fell into the city and smashed the houses directly. They fell on the solid city wall. Yes, it also smashed a pothole!

Such a terrifying power frightened the Yoshoos soldiers, and the two wars were about to leave first.

Seeing this, Blaise said, "Don't panic, everyone, I am with you, and Kweed City will never fall!"

Blaise's voice fell, and the city wall defenders immediately quieted down, standing at attention and ready to defend against the enemy's attack.

But what are they defending against?

The sound of the operation of the mechanical structure continued to sound, and several tons of counterweights fell with a bang, and continued to lift huge stones into the sky. The defenders of the city wall flexibly avoided, and not many people were killed.

But the city wall could not be avoided. It was gradually eaten away under the constant bombardment. A few fell on the watchtower of the city wall. The entire watchtower collapsed unexpectedly, and the smoke and dust covered the sky!

These new trebuchets attack like a natural disaster!

The key is that they have such a long range that the Yoshoos soldiers can't fight back at all!

Marsa panicked: "Father, what should we do? If this goes on, these peasants will lose the city before they come to siege."

Blaise's head was dizzy. After the battle in the icy Polonis River, he had a fever. Now it is very difficult to stand, and his legs are sore. After a while, he replied:

"Call the craftsman up."

So, several craftsmen came up trembling, and Blaise said, "Let's see if you can build this catapult."

The craftsmen looked at the huge machines outside the city, their eyes widened, and they looked a little crazy for a while, and nodded:

"Sir, of course you can make it."

Blaise immediately asked: "When can it be made, can it be made in a week?"

Hearing this, the craftsmen looked embarrassed, and finally one of them said with some fear: "Sir, this is the first time we have seen this catapult, and we can only see it from a long distance. Before doing it, we also need to go through a lot. A long experiment, one week is simply not enough..."

Before Blaise said anything, Martha said arrogantly:

"Then give you two weeks, you have to make it for me! If you can't make it, you all have to die!"

The craftsmen were immediately terrified, and regardless of whether they had the ability or not, they nodded madly in agreement.

Two weeks of researching the blueprints and making them at the same time, this speed is not unpleasant, let's not say whether these craftsmen can make them, anyway, the city wall of Kweed will suffer.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The sound of breaking the sky continued to sound, and the stones kept falling like this, day and night, and the alliance army outside the city had already dragged a long baggage team, but they were not transporting food, but one by one. Heavy huge stone.

That's right, the stones around Kweed City have long been emptied, and the Alliance soldiers can only transport them from a distance. So far, no one can remember how many stones they cast.

And the city wall became pitted under this kind of constant bombardment day and night. Under the circumstance that Yoshoos could not attack, the alliance craftsmen set the trebuchets very close, so the depths of Kweed City were also The bombardment cannot be avoided, and the various buildings in the city have long been in a mess.

The bombardment continued for two weeks. Any normal person should have collapsed under this natural disaster-like attack that could not be returned, but the strange thing was that the soldiers of Yoshoos still stood on the city wall without flinching.

Sitting beside them was Blaze, who looked haggard and looked extraordinarily old.

For the past two weeks, he has been staying on the city wall without a good rest, just because he is afraid that these soldiers who have lost their blessings will collapse when they leave.

And his fever showed no signs of getting better, and it even got worse. Now he can't stand at all and can only sit on a reclining chair, wrapped in a quilt.

In just a few short weeks, an elegant middle-aged aristocratic man was on the verge of death.

Marsa opened his mouth, and finally couldn't help but say, "Father, why don't you go down and have a rest?"

"No need," Blaise opened his eyes slightly, "Did the craftsmen make trebuchets?"

"not yet."

Marsa said: "I have been urging them. I killed a family of them in more than a day. Now they are all working hard."

Blaise's lips trembled slightly: "You don't have to. If you can't do it, you can't do it. The more you urge them, the slower their efficiency will be, just like when I urged you to endorse the book, do you remember when you backed the code of nobility? "

"Remember," Marsa squatted down and looked at his father with a complicated expression, "I didn't memorize it for several weeks at that time. You kept scolding me, and the more you scolded me, the harder it was to memorize it."

"Forgive me Marsa, I hope you can become a qualified noble. I am just your son, and the future Marquis of Yossos will be handed over to you."

Blaise listened to the sound of war drums coming from a distance of hundreds of meters, and got up with difficulty:

"Let's start defending the city!"

Blaze walked to the city wall step by step, and with his blurred vision, he saw the unstoppable roar of a crimson wave, which was attached to the pitted city wall and eroded the devastated Kweed City.