She Is Not a Witch

Crancia, counties on the northern border.

The gray dim sky flashed once, and then a faint thunder sound came from the distant sky, and the misty drizzle fell like a silk thread and fell to the ground, making everything in the field of vision hazy.

The dazzling mountains are shrouded in mist and rain, and the cold waves are repeated. In this early spring, people feel even colder.

Since the army of the Principality of Black Rock entered the territory of Crancia, many passes have been lost. Although there are moments of success and victory, there are still a few.

After the halberd faction defeated the bow hunting faction, the various mercenary leaders still failed to reach a unity, but each formed their own faction, fighting openly and secretly.

Seeing this scenario, the special mission of the Frost Union also gave up the idea of ​​integrating them altogether. Instead, based on the number and strength of their subordinates, they supported equipment, weapons, and money, and allowed them to attack Crancia from all directions.

So these halberd factions recruited soldiers in their respective territories, replenished them aggressively, and then flooded into Crancia from every corner like locusts. The complex and changeable terrain in the mountains also gave them more leeway, wandering and looting the border counties and provinces indiscriminately.

Ned County, Iron Felt City.

On the gray fortified city wall, soldiers were nervously observing the forest and mountain roads in the distance in the watchtower, always beware of the sudden emergence of a group of enemies.

The rain water fell on the stone bricks on the city wall, splashed a lot of water, and then flowed into the bottom of the city wall along the grooves on both sides.

A foot wearing black leather boots stepped on the stairs, splashing water, and then the bolt of the thick wooden door of the observation tower was lifted, and several people walked into it with the figure of a hat and a raindrop.

"What's the situation?" The figure took off the hat on his head and stood on the side wall.

"Report to Captain Bard that there is no trace of the enemy for the time being."

"Yeah." Bud nodded, and then walked to the wide window with a few people beside him, overlooking the gray world outside.

"It seems that Heiyan didn't march in the rain. The rain made the mountain road muddy and difficult to navigate. It can be considered as a means to temporarily ease the enemy's offensive." An old man beside Bud said.

"Furthermore, rain can greatly reduce the effect of the opponent's musket."

"Our overall military strength here is several times less than the opponent's, otherwise it would be a very good opportunity to take advantage of this." Bud said.

After several years of studying in the military academy, he is no longer the extraordinary man who could only use brute force.

"Does the intelligence department estimate the number of opponents now?" He turned his head and looked at the thin figure on the other side.

"Ahem...they don't know the exact number, but the total number is about 500,000. Many of them are temporarily conscripted, not called the army, more like robbers." The figure's clothes From the collar, you can see the corners of the bandage. It seems that he was injured some time ago, but he hasn't healed yet.

"Thanks, Xie Suo." Bud patted the player beside him on the back, and then looked at the mountains in the distance in the rain and fog.

"Unfortunately, all the towns on our side have a total of more than 180,000 defenders. Most of them have to defend the city to protect the villagers who migrate in. Only about 30,000 can go out of the city to fight. Moreover, the mountain roads are difficult, the enemy It's scattered everywhere, it's hard to defeat it in one fell swoop."

Since the Black Rock Principality attacked, several of its main elite troops have hovered around the big cities, while the rest of the various small troops have searched everywhere and destroyed local buildings and villages.

In order to protect many vulnerable villagers, local officials had to relocate many people to large cities and towns for centralized protection. As a result, the army was scattered and it was difficult to get out of the city to fight.

As the thunder extinguished, the rain slowly stopped, the sky was briefly bright, and then the sun gradually fell to the horizon.

And just when everyone thought Heiyan would not take any more action today, sparse footsteps and moving sounds gradually came from the mountains and forests outside the city. Immediately after the emergency bell began to ring in the city, soldiers were awakened and rushed towards the wall with weapons, waiting in full battle.

When the faintly swaying figure slowly approached, the sergeant guarding the city saw a black rock soldier wearing a scaly plate armor, holding a thick and large square wooden shield made temporarily, approaching the city.

And with the sound of the friction and collision of the armors of this group of people, the towering siege machines also faintly appeared at the end of the field of vision.

Although there are not many technicians in the Black Rock Principality, with the support of alchemists from the Frost Union, they took advantage of these cloudy and rainy weather to cut down a lot of trees, and under the guidance of the alchemists, they created a strong的井兰.

In this way, the war machine is like a large mobile watchtower. There is a two-story platform on which a hundred people can stand. The top and the periphery are covered with iron sheets to prevent shooting.

Mulun creaked and whirled on the rugged road, making a sore tooth. On Jing Lan stood a soldier holding a musket, the height of which was even higher than the city wall.

"Aim, let go!" An archer on the city wall ignited the rocket in his hand, and then shot at the huge wells approaching in the darkness.

The flames ran across the sky, leaving afterimages on the retina, and then fell on the shelter on the well fence. Unfortunately, it had just rained recently and was extremely humid. Now these rockets cannot ignite the well fence.

At this time, the continuous fire light on Jing Lan, rapid and intensive shooting sounded, directly knocked down the soldiers defending the city on the wall.

Even though many defenders have shields in their hands, those sophisticated alchemical creations still shoot strong lead projectiles into them, penetrating the hard shields and armor, and injuring the soldiers behind.

"Bastard!"

An officer defending the city saw this scene, his eyes flushed, he took the longbow in his hand, and put a feather arrow on the string. The deep magic power began to wrap around the arrow, and then shot it out in the air. It flashed past, shot into the forehead of a musketeer, and killed him.

He shot arrows one after another, knocking down a musketeer, but this behavior also attracted the enemy's attention.

"Aim at him and shoot!"

There was a shout from Jing Lan, and then a intensive shooting sound rang, a short blazing fire flashed, hundreds of lead bullets passed through the atmosphere and shot at the officer.

Most of them fell on the surrounding walls due to accuracy problems, digging out small pits, and dozens of them were shot on the officer's body.

The iron flew, the flesh and blood was crushed, and the huge impact of the bullet made the officer's body tremble. He leaned against the city wall behind him and slowly slipped and fell to the ground in a pool of dark red blood.

Such scenes are constantly being staged on the city wall. Although a small number of crossbowmen fight back, it is difficult to cause damage because of the enemy's armor and siege machinery. At the same time, the Black Rock soldiers were condescending, firing continuously, alternating back and forth, relying on the powerful power of the musket to kill the soldiers of Crancia.

Even though the excellent armor of Crancia can protect a lot of bullets, many soldiers can only be passively beaten without the assistance of powerful attack weapons, and finally they are penetrated through the gaps and weak parts of the armor and die on the city wall. .

boom--

A loud noise came from under the city wall, then the bricks splashed, and a city wall collapsed, revealing a small gap.

Relying on the explosives provided by the Frost Alliance, under the cover of Jing Lan, walking black rock soldiers blew up a section of the city wall and started pouring into the city.

"Crap!!"

The high-ranking officers in the rear command felt a chill, but at this moment there was no good way. They could only send soldiers to brave the enemy's artillery to fight forward to plug the gap that came out.

The soldiers of Black Rock poured in from the gap with their halberds high and fought with the Crancia soldiers who came to besiege. For a while, the two sides began a tug of life under the wall. The sound of musket firing has never been cut off. Small flares rose up in the hands of the Mage of the Frost Union, and then fell under the city wall to illuminate the enemy, while my side was hidden in the dim darkness, constantly Attacking the defenders on the wall.

The shouts, the cries of gold and iron, and the cracking sound of lead bullets were intertwined under the orange fire. In this cold night, both sides were blushing. Many defenders who were wounded by lead bullets still tried their best to kill the robbers and gangsters who were approaching their homes. The pain and hearing were gradually blurred in the fierce battle.

The blood flows along the gun barrel and sword hilt, slippery, thick and sticky, but there is no room for wiping at this moment. Everyone can only use their remaining strength to chop at the hideous enemy in front of them, until finally the brain and vision are blank. Falling into the piled corpses on the ground.

Under the cover of muskets, the soldiers of Heiyan began to break through the siege of the defenders and slowly entered various lanes. They slammed open the door of a house, looted the property in it, and then set it on fire.

Scorching sparks floated in the city, dispelling the cold in the early spring, and cries also sounded everywhere in the city.

Bud took a long sword and the knights around him engaged in street fighting with the enemy, and then shouted loudly to make the residents of the city retreat continuously to the military school in the center. Although it is a school, it is also a small fortress. Only there is safer at this time.

Huh--

A trembling of metal flashed, it was the sound of splitting armor. A black rock soldier slowly knelt down and fell to the ground, exposing a huge gap in his abdomen.

"Can you hold on?" Bud put away the sword in his hand, looked at the enemies coming in the distance, and asked the comrades behind him without looking back.

"It's okay...hiss...thank you, the leader." The knight held back the pain of the wound, gritted his teeth and said persistently. He grew up in this mountainous forest since he was a child. Now in order to protect the younger brothers and sisters in the rear, this pain and sacrifice is nothing.

"it is good!"

Bud responded, and he wouldn't say any words of comfort at this moment. The reality is like this, sometimes it is not transferred by people's will, but what about it, people still have to fight hard to guard the precious things in their hearts.

"Hahaha—it's really interesting like this."

A mage stood on the city wall, looking at the countless fallen corpses and fighting figures below, and laughed cheerfully and proudly. Since the invasion of Crancia, the opponent has been defending, making it difficult for them to start, and today is considered to be out of breath.

And just as he raised his staff and was about to release several fireballs into the enemy's formation, a screaming sound of breaking through the air was fleeting.

Suddenly, his movements stopped, and his eyes looked at the half of the axe blade emerging from his chest in disbelief. The warm blood slipped from the axe surface, and its smooth blade reflected silvery white light in the fire.

He fell slowly, his proud face hit the dust and blood-stained city wall at this moment, his body convulsed and struggled, and finally he heard the sound of killing coming from a distance, gradually and clearly.

Its voice is long and desolate, and it is like an ancient lonely beast strolling on a moonlit night.

Across the vast grasslands and borders, a group of armed orc warriors finally arrived in the territory of Crancia.

Facing the city that was about to fall, the leader of the warchief screamed up to the sky, and then under the command of his shout, the orcs in armor and holding battle axes rushed towards the enemy line.

The group of figures under the moon is like a black noisy ocean, and the sharp battle axe swinging in it is like the reflection of a silver moon, and there are waves on this black ocean.

With their wide soles, they stepped heavily into the mud and wetlands. They crossed the woods, grasslands, roads, and creeks, and went straight to the enemy formation outside the city.

The musketeer who had originally shot at the soldiers in the city on Jinglan had to switch the gun head and attacked the orc fighting group that had attacked the rear.

But the orcs in the mountains and wild swarms, facing this sparse shooting, it is as painless as a mosquito bite, they screamed into the enemy's formation, the heavy battle axe smashed their heads, and directly cut the black rock soldiers in half.

Facing these tall orcs who need to look up, watching the tragic deaths of their teammates on the battlefield, the black rock defenders under the city were horrified and terrified. Many recruits fled directly, and a few veterans continued to retreat, hoping to rely on the well and the wall to resist. The opponent's attack.

The battle situation also reversed instantly at this moment.

"Damn it!"

Standing on Jing Lan, supervising and supporting the high-level mage gritted his teeth and uttered these two words.

"Send a signal to get the soldiers in the city back to defense." Although he was very unwilling, he had to do so at this moment.

"Yes." A mage apprentice stretched out his arm, and then a special magic missile rose into the sky. When it was flying, it made a long whistling sound, and then it bloomed in the sky, bursting out crimson sparks, and scratched. Overnight sky.

After seeing this signal, the Black Rock soldiers who were looting and wantonly beheading in the city were puzzled, and many people began to complain.

"What the hell, what do these master masters think?" A soldier pulled the crying woman he had just caught in his hand, feeling resentful.

"Follow him, let's get it first." Another soldier smashed the wooden box in the house with a halberd in his hand, then grabbed the scattered things in it, looking for valuable objects.

"I worked hard to work for them, not for himself, but to make a fortune." He muttered and then kicked a dying Croatian soldier next to him and searched for him.

"Look at their armor, but they don't have any money."

And while still unaware of it inside the city, the battle outside the city became more intense.

Large fireballs emerged from the sky, and then smashed into the enemy formation below under the control of the wizard. At this point in the battle, they didn't care about preserving magic power.

But it is a pity that most of these orc troops that span thousands of miles are elites who can rush forward. Several shamans shook their wooden staff in the army, and the fireballs in the sky burst, turning into scattered sparks and dissipating in the air, leaving only a hot wind blowing on the orcs.

At Jing Lan's feet, an orc chief who held up a huge sword shouted loudly, and slammed down the broad huge sword in his hand, bringing up gusts of gale, and directly cut off the thick supporting legs of several of them.

This makeshift war machine was slowly dumped in the sore teeth of squeaking and pulling, and the musketeer above sprinkled out of the night sky like dumplings, fell into the darkened enemy formation below, and then was chopped and divided by the battle axe. .

"No!" A mage yelled in horror, preparing to fly and flee the battlefield ~www.readwn.com~ and then he was hit by several flying axes, and his head was bloodied and rolled down the wall.

"No...Don't come here." A musketeer was sitting in the corner holding a musketeer, pointing at the rushing barbarians in front of him, terrified. But it was soon overwhelmed by the black wave.

When the Black Rock soldiers in the city were not aware of it, a group of orc reinforcements entered the city. Under the leadership of various leaders, they rushed into the lanes and slashed the Black Rock soldiers with excitement and excitement.

Compared with humans, the orcs are much taller in physique. They are bloodthirsty and aggressive, but they have been trapped in the grassland for hundreds of years and have been suppressing the blood in their hearts, but this war has been greatly stimulated.

At first, many young orcs were still slightly dissatisfied with joining Crancia, but now that the war broke out, the voice of opposition gradually disappeared.

Rather than farming and grazing quietly, they are more eager to win glory, dignity, and everything by fighting.

Under the cold moonlight, groups of orcs from the grassland used their own brute force wantonly to defeat the enemies holding halberds and muskets until there were no more Black Rock soldiers in their vision.