The Origin of Arcane

　　 Are these guys human or ghost?

Where did 　　 come from?

　　Didn’t Lord Lord and Lord General lead the army out to raid?

　　 Those mountain people who are like monkeys should have been killed!

The tower guard squadron was full of doubts and couldn't help but kicked his own soldiers, but these soldiers did not have his high quality. His squadron was not fully staffed. Number eight, two-thirds of them are full-fledged slave soldiers. These guys are half-satisfied all day long. Even in broad daylight, they are lifeless. They can't be used as one person. Don't expect them to be efficient at all. , The leader of the anxious tower guard squadron burst into flames, wishing to cut two on the spot.

　　 "咚! 咚! 咚!"

The violent knock on the door made the hair on the back of the head of the tower guard squadron stand up, and the opponent's attacking speed was too fast. In just a few tens of seconds, this section of the city wall was completely destroyed, even if their defense was lax. At least seven or eight guards could not be distinguished on the wall of Duan City. Among them was a knight, who did not even form a serious resistance.

"Block the door, block the door, block the door." The tower guard squadron commander shouted hoarsely. He didn't have time to move other things. He directly pushed behind the door. He didn't realize that his voice was deformed, and there was a lot of fear inside. This kind of fear is not only a fear of danger, but also because it has not yet figured out who the enemy is. This kind of unknown further magnifies the negative emotions in my heart.

　　 "铮……铮……"

　　 "Ah...ah..."

The screams and bowstrings came one after another. When the tower guard squadron leader turned his head, his soldiers had fallen nearly halfway. In a panic, they had forgotten that there was more than one entrance to the tower, and there was a staircase going down on the top floor. The meter-high curtain wall is nothing to the opponent, let alone a tower that is only four or five meters higher than the curtain wall. The opponent is condescending, and they gathered in a small room suddenly become a living stick.

　　 "Andis Mountain Hunter."

The captain of the tower guard squadron finally saw the other side's appearance through the fire. He was not a ghost, but an extremely authentic face of the Andes mountain people, and he was a very young face, and he used an ordinary Andy. Si Lie Bow, who usually dismissed this kind of bow tower guard squadron leader, always thought that this soft little bow was of little use on the battlefield, but now it has become a real killer, he has not done it at all. With too many reactions, he was nailed to death by the hunting bow he had despised.

The gate of the tower that was unblocked was also kicked open. The people outside rushed in anxiously, "Don't waste time, leave three people to occupy the commanding heights and carry out remote cover. Others gather at the tower and cover other brothers to open. City gate."

　　 "Understand."

Like the previous Andis mountain people, the Andis mountain people who rushed in are also very young, and they cooperate with each other tacitly, without any muddy water, rushing in like a whirlwind, and then washed away like a whirlwind. The entire tower's offensive and defensive battles did not exceed three minutes before and after.

　　 This situation does not just happen in one corner, but is spread over half of the city wall of Bastille.

Kleist found himself turned into a headless fly, and when he rushed to the place where the police call came, all he was left with was the dead bodies of one place, the dead bodies of the Bastille soldiers in one place, if not for the occasional Mixed with the faces of the unfamiliar Andes mountain people, he really thought the ghost had come.

Although he claims to be wise, but in the face of this chaotic situation, he will not think of a good solution for a while. After running for a while, he suddenly realized that the real gains and losses are not on the curtain wall and the arrow tower, but At the city gate, there are definitely not many such jumpers. The ultimate goal is to open the city gate and let their troops in. As long as they keep the gate, they can remain invincible and wait for their reinforcements. Come, these jumpers who have entered the city will turn into their dishes.

　　 As expected, the loudest sound of fighting came from the city gate.

Kleister the fox was overjoyed. This shows that the gates of the city have not been lost. They still have a chance. This is the only good news he got tonight. He didn't dare to stay at all, and took the fastest speed in his life. The door rushed, lest it be a step later this time, when I saw a place of dead bodies and open doors, so even if I encountered a few waves of enemies on the road, I didn’t take the time to deal with them. Piercing the throat of an enemy who does not open his eyes, his sword is in the civilized stick that never leaves his body. It is a piercing sword that is only popular among upper-class nobles. His swordsmanship is not too fancy, only one word "Quick", it’s almost time that people can’t see his sword action at all. When the enemy reacts, he has taken the sword into its sheath. The only adjective that can be thought of is a flash of cold light, and then there is no more. died.

　　 The city gate is the weakest part of a castle. This perception is very wrong.

Because it looks weak, every castle is designed to strengthen its protection, designing many defensive measures such as urn city, broken ridge gate, suspension bridge, moat and so on. The stationed troops are also the strongest. This is The Bastille is no exception. There are only four towers on both sides of the arch guard, not to mention that there is a small barracks between the inner city and the outer city. There is a hundred-man guard stationed inside as the city gate guard. The Hundred Guards were a dedicated and independent garrison. There were no special circumstances and would not be easily mobilized. This time, Old Bolton's personal expedition was no exception.

The gate guard army did not live up to its reputation as an elite. When the riots on the wall just started, the entire hundred guards were almost assembled. The hundred guard Alves of the gate guard army was wearing double armor. Wearing a red cloak, his short stature is like a wild boar, which matches his nickname "Boar", but unlike the bull Eriksson, he is not an Odin orc, but a serious worship Lun people.

　　The adjutant of the city gate garrison said anxiously: "Master Hundredguard, the curtain wall and tower are about to be lost, shall we split up and support?"

The wild boar Yarves said in a sullen voice: "Our duty is to guard the city gate. Even if the entire castle is lost, we only need to guard the city gate. The door is lost, this is our biggest negligence."

　　What kind of **** theory is this? If the castle is lost, let's just guard a city gate for birds to use? The adjutant complained for a while, but he knew the temper of his own superior. If it sounds good, it is called the principle of confession. If it sounds bad, there is a lack of roots in his head. Once he has determined the matter, even General Eriksson will come in person. It can’t be changed. In the words of Lord City Lord, he is a natural defender of the city. It is precisely because of this sentence that the bull Eriksson, who followed the Lord City Lord with him, has become a general, and even some who have been mixed with him. Ren was also promoted to a captain early, he was still just a hundred guards who looked at the city gate.

　　 If I were replaced by someone else, I would have been full of complaints in the face of this kind of treatment. This Lord would be fine and peaceful, performing his duties daily for decades, and this is also true today.

The single-stranded way of handling things by the boar Yarwes, on the contrary, caused a certain chaos in the rhythm of the night raiders. Before launching the attack, they had made several plans. In all the plans, the city gate guard army The reaction before me is the most difficult one.

Although the city gate garrison has only one hundred guards, it is a real hard bone. Not only are every one of them a veteran with many battles, they also have an absolute advantage in weapons and armor, even the worst is a lock. Zi Jia, the whole body of iron armor is not small, the dozens of guards gathered around the boar Yarves are lined with chain mail like a boar, and they are covered with iron armor, throwing spears and half hands. The sword and hand axe were armed to the teeth.

In order to increase the speed of climbing the wall~www.readwn.com~, the night raiders have all leather armor, daggers, and hunting bows. They cannot carry more equipment and supplies. The most lethal thing in their hands is the hunting bow. But facing the heavy infantry armed to the teeth like the city gate garrison, they are a little weak, unless they directly hit the weakest place of protection, otherwise they can only tickle them.

What's more, most of the people’s quiver is already empty, and some are lucky to have captured Zhang Jungong and replaced it. Although it’s not easy, it’s better than desperately holding a dagger and a group of cans. Some people really can only do this. In a hurry, they did not search for other weapons, and now it was too late to return.

The night raider’s hesitation only lasted for a minute, or even not even a minute. Then, amid a cry of "execute as planned", the tide surged up. The goal was so clear and the footsteps were so firm. Any obstruction was shaken, even the seemingly indestructible city gate garrison.

　　嗖! Whoosh! Whoosh!

　　 During the charge, the night attackers smashed all the arrows in their hands. Although there were only a few hundred people, a small rain of arrows formed on the heads of the city gate guards.

　　 "Lift the shield."

　　 All corps leaders, leaders, and teams are shouting together.

　　 Various shields appeared on the heads of the city gate guards. Those without shields instinctively squatted down, curled up into a ball, raised their hands and used their arm armor to protect the gaps on their body.

Reality once again proves cruelly that whether it is the hunting bow of the Andes mountain people or the military bow of the Bastille, even those soldiers wearing chain mail are very limited. This rain of arrows is magnificent and has achieved few results. It's pitiful, only a few of the hapless guards had faults, were shot at the vital point, and died on the spot. Even if the others were full of arrows, they were still alive and kicking, and even ignored them.