You and me under the world tree

I'll sleep for a while, and wake up to write the old book next door.

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At this time, the entire battlefield seemed quiet.

There was no sound of war drums, no roars and battle cries of soldiers, and no battle songs.

As for the soldiers defending the city, at the beginning, they didn't even dare to make any noise.

Because for them, just facing the legendary Gothic princess who kills without blinking an eye, and even has a tendency to kill, requires great pressure.

And want to boost morale in front of such a person?

This is bound to be a very difficult thing.

So generally speaking, all the soldiers are waiting for the princess to speak.

Who let her take the lead?

what?

Why do you want to speak?

There is no reason.

I don't know who stipulated it, let alone who started it first.

In short, before a big battle, the commanders of both sides must say a few words to boost morale.

Even stepping on each other's feet is fine.

However, something unexpected happened today.

"what……"

At this moment, the warrior who was a little closer to the city gate could not help but look up at the heavy gate that should have existed.

However, what he saw was blank.

The gate of the city was blasted directly, leaving only the broken heavy metal pieces on the ground and the high temperature traces on the metal pieces telling its past experience.

"The city gate is broken?!"

I don't know who yelled first.

Under this sound, panic swept quickly.

The Danish warriors on the city wall obviously haven't faced it head-on, but they are all in a state of panic.

"The city gate is broken!"

"Obviously there is no siege equipment, but the city gate is broken!"

They didn't scold anything, and they didn't spread any rumors there.

In fact, they are just repeating what they see in front of them.

But precisely because what they said was the reality that no one could refute, the panic spread more and more, and in the end, they couldn't bear the oncoming deterrence.

They yelled and threw away the weapons in their hands.

'boom'

The metal spear fell to the ground.

And from the moment the voice came out, the general who was in charge of defending the city felt something was wrong.

Because he knew that voice was just the beginning.

Human beings have an inexplicable conformity instinct, and this conformity instinct extends to a mentality similar to 'the law does not blame the crowd'.

They don't like to be the first bird, and for the soldiers, military discipline is their heaven.

They don't have the guts to do things like being timid before fighting.

However, when faced with the invincible and powerful enemy, as long as one person throws down the weapon regardless, it will inevitably cause a series of chain reactions!

'boom'

'boom'

'boom'

Before the general guarding the city banned something or roared, a series of voices rang in his ears.

"What the hell are you doing!"

Finally, he finally growled.

"Take up your weapons! Don't forget that behind us is the City of Heroes! The ancient city that has been passed down for a long time! If we give up now, how can we be worthy of the glory of our ancestors!"

"But we can't hold it, General."

Facing the general's angry roar, the soldiers replied in a low voice.

"The gates of the city are already broken! General! I can't keep it!"

Hearing the cries of the soldiers, the general couldn't help feeling dizzy.

And amidst the crying, a terrifying thought suddenly emerged from the depths of his heart.

He wanted to pull out his saber, and directly chopped off the guys who took the lead in throwing down their weapons.

But this kind of thought only lingered in his mind for a moment, and did not stay for a long time.

"We have no other way to go."

After a moment of silence, he spoke.

In fact, at this time, he was tempted to promise some empty promises.

For example, wealth, or the so-called honor.

He also wanted to use topics similar to loyalty to inspire people.

But in the end I gave up.

Because he doesn't believe what he said?

The so-called loyalty?

Now who else can uphold the most basic loyalty to Elf?

He can discard ordinary people as props, so who knows if it will be them next?

His series of actions have already exposed his tendency.

For the King of Denmark, he only has eyes for his throne.

So in the end, the general closed his eyes.

"us……"

For a moment, he couldn't say a word at all.

Finally, he just shook his head.

"Can you live if you surrender? It's better to fight for a decent result for yourself than to die in the chaos."

he said in a low voice.

"Maybe, we can still meet in Valhalla."

However, before the general could say anything more, the sky-shattering fervent shout suddenly sounded.

Contrary to the chaotic legion responsible for city defense, the Gothic army on the attacking side gave out enthusiastic shouts.

They are organized and in high spirits.

"Victory! Victory! Victory!"

Although the official siege battle has not yet started, for the Gothic army, victory seems to be in the bag.

And Dietrich, who was riding a flaming horse like a nightmare ram, just slowly returned to her army.

She was right in front of her, and standing side by side with her was one of her twelve warriors: Petrov, also from Denmark.

However, unlike those dignitaries, the young Petrov was born in an extremely ordinary way. He didn't have any connections, otherwise he wouldn't have served Gothic.

"Your Highness."

After seeing Her Royal Highness's red eyes moved to his body, he couldn't help lowering his head.

"I'm going to break into the palace later, and the army will be restrained by you. I don't want to disturb the ancient Danish heroic soul sleeping here."

"Yes!"

As for whether Petrov will be obedient and obedient, Dietrich fully knows this in her heart.

Not to mention anything else, as a Dane, he has a part in the heroic city of Voltus after all.

Therefore, he would never allow his soldiers to act recklessly.

"Let's talk about the rewards later!"

At this moment, Her Royal Highness finally raised her voice.

"Warriors! It is said that Voltus, the royal city of the Kingdom of Denmark, the legendary city of heroes, is a fortress that never falls Faith! The foolish king of Denmark believes that his ancestors will protect him!"

Accompanied by Her Royal Highness's voice that resounded on the battlefield, the Gothic soldiers couldn't help showing slightly mocking smiles.

"If they still uphold the glory that does not belong to them, tell me, what should we do?"

"Crush them! Crush them!"

"Yes! Crush them! Trample their so-called honor under their feet! Let them understand that the so-called glory and the so-called background are vulnerable to absolute strength!"

'boom'

Accompanied by those cold words, the soldiers only saw the blazing flames emanating from the body of the Highness they were loyal to.

The horses are breathing fire, and the armor is melting.

In the end, a pillar of fire shot straight into the sky!

"Siege!"

The cold voice came out.

Then, under the leadership of the princess, the Gothic cavalry rushed directly to the broken city gate as the vanguard!

"Cavalry, attacking the city?"

Watching the surging Gothic fighters, the defenders didn't know what kind of response they should give for a moment.

Can't laugh or cry?

have no choice?

panic?

Everything turned into only the last short command:

"Get ready to fight!!"

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second more afternoon

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Cavalry siege...

In conventional warfare, this situation is impossible.

Because even if the city wall is broken through with the catapult, the structure exposed inside the thick city wall is definitely not suitable for horses to climb.

Therefore, in a general siege battle, before the city gate is broken, the cavalry can only besiege the city, be responsible for support and pass orders.