Chapter 106: Hold on to the city wall

It has been four days, and the siege of Odyssey, the capital of King Charlotte, has lasted a full four days.
During this period, Locke and his battalion participated in three siege battles. On average, there is a siege battle every two days, which makes the soldiers of Locke's battalion quite tired.
In fact, even more tired should be the Charlotte garrison. From the beginning to the end, the head of Odysses who did not stop shouting, let the Charlotte soldiers who insisted on the city of Otis did not calmly close the eyes for a minute.
The end of the battle made both sides accept it at the same time, but also unacceptable.
On the side of Folstein, the first corps of the eagle army, the powerful attack on the night two days ago was fruitful. The brave soldiers of the first corps, under the cover of magic, catapults, and giant crossbows, directly hit At the end of the city of Otis, although it was finally counterattacked by the Charlotte defenders, it was forced down again. But this gave great encouragement to the soldiers of the other corps of the siege.
Just yesterday, when Locke’s battalion was just withdrawn, Locke listened to the chats of the soldiers of the other brigades in the camp. The Lions had also attacked the city head these days, and even occupied the city gate. Unfortunately, they were helpless by Shire. Luo's armored guards broke. Failed to hold the gate of occupation.
The soldiers involved in the siege, because they want to avoid attacks from the gates and climb the ladders, they are all in light suits. Facing the heavily armored armored guard, this Charlotte is only the elite left, not too good. Approach.
Of course, whether it is Prince Kensell or Marquess Marmen, they do not care whether the offensive of these days can capture Otis City. The unexpected results obtained can only be used as a dessert before the meal, giving the two some surprises.
Prince Kensell and Marquess Marmen, like two lions staring closely at their prey, facing the trembling prey, both of them just scratched their paws from time to time, so that the prey's sore mouth widened, the blood drained, waiting for the prey When completely weak, rush to enjoy the big meal.
No one knows whether the prey is still hiding strength, ready to jump the wall.
Although Locke, who is a low-level sergeant, did not know the decision of the two big men, but after serving for so long as a soldier, he was still able to guess something.
At that time, it will not be the same as it is now.
In the distance outside Otis city, Fostein soldiers are mobilizing in an orderly manner, and countless soldiers in the vicinity are attacking Otis city. Although with a large amount of fortified supplies and sufficient manpower, the Charlottes kept a wave of attacks, but no one dared to take it lightly.
Two days ago, the scene of being forcibly rushed into the city by the soldiers of Forstan was still vividly remembered.
Not far from the inner side of the city wall, there is a military headquarters that has just been built.
King Charlotte was among them now, pacing back and forth anxiously. In addition to the king, there are many nobles here.
A herald rushed into the command at this time.
"How is it? How is the city's defense now?" The king stopped and asked, speaking quickly.
"The enemies of the siege have been withdrawn, but the next wave of enemies are already gathering," the soldier reported.
"Hey..." A group of nobles around heard this, and sighed one after another.
The king does not have too many expressions, standing in this position, he needs to keep calm at all times. Any expression of emotion will affect others.
It can be said that the Charlottes can still stick to the city. His king is still here, the main reason. He was like a flag, he did not fall, Charlotte, he did not die.
"What about Marquis Philip?" the king asked.
"He marquis him, marquis he also directs the battle on the walls." The herald answered.
Upon hearing this, most of the nobles around said nothing, only the king, frowning, a little worried about Marquis Philip’s body.
Don’t look at Marquis Philip looking young, but in fact he is close to him. King Charlotte is very worried about Marquis Philip, fighting for four days in a row on the city wall, his body can’t eat enough.
Since that day, Marquis Philip ordered the guards to take him away, Marquis Philip had never descended the walls of Otis. King Charlotte did not trust Marquis Philip until this time, and he really wanted to fight for Charlotte.
"Go and ask Marquis Philip to rest for a while," the king sighed.
The herald was a little strange how the king gave such an order, but also obeyed "Yes!"
"Sanchez! You are going to succeed Marquis Philip to defend the city!" The king turned his head and said to a strong man in the noble heap.
"Yes!" the big man replied, and then clenched his long sword, leading a group of soldiers, and walked to the far wall.
This great man is the commander of the Armored Guards, the king's absolute confidant, and is currently the only peak-level knight servant in Odis City. King Charlotte sent him up with confidence.
Marquis Philip, standing on the wall like a rock, stood there resolutely, giving orders to the surrounding soldiers from time to time.
"What about the fifth reserve team? Go to the West Gate! The enemy's next attack is coming!"
"Seventh Squadron! Seventh Squadron! Gerson, you take your soldiers with the seventh squadron, go to the South Gate together, you are needed over there!"
The order of Marquis Philippe had not been carried out, but the soldiers all gathered around first.
"Master Marquis, you have a rest."
"Yeah, sir."
"Adult, you have a rest."
The Marquis Philip commanded the city walls for four days in a row, and the Charlotte soldiers were obvious to all. On the next day, the marquis ordered the half of the soldiers to keep the city and half of the soldiers to rest and replace the next one. . The intention of the Forstians was obvious, and Marquis Philip saw that he could not let the soldiers defending the city be exhausted by the opponent.
But the soldiers rested, and Marquis Philip remained on the wall.
For four days, Marquis Philip didn't close his eyes, and even rarely moved his position.
The soldiers who surrounded the marquis in the center clearly saw Marquis Philip’s pale face and slightly trembling neck. The marquis had reached the limit and could continue to the present. In addition to the marquis’ own strength, there are Rely on a firm will.
"Sir, let's go to a rest meeting." A sturdy Charlotte man persuaded that the soldier, who had sustained numerous wounds and insisted on fighting, was moved by Marquis Philip, and was moved to tears.
"No need to talk, go!" Marquis Philip interrupted the persuasion of the soldiers around him and ordered them to support them everywhere.
"Yes!" The soldier wiped the blood from his face. "Seventh Squadron, follow me!" With a long rifle, he went to the south gate to support.
After the soldiers had left, Marquis Philip breathed a sigh of relief, his body shaking unnaturally, but in the end he did not fall down, and Marquis Philip stood firm again.
Although he was also a high-level knight servant, it was entirely piled up with potions and talents. Marquis Philip had a real strength, but the truth is that he might not even be able to beat an intermediate servant.
But as an excellent businessman, Marquis Philippe does not need to appear in person. The large group of masters he supports is enough to help him get things right.
But now, it is indeed time for the lamp to dry up. High-ranking servants also need to rest, not to mention Marquis Philip who has barely experienced such a hard fight.
Marquis Philip forced to keep his eyelids from falling, because he was worried that this would not be able to open again.
For the Kingdom of Charlotte, Marquis Philip still has feelings, and he is willing to dedicate himself for his motherland.
"Master Marquis, you need to rest." An urging voice came from behind Marquis Philip, and shocked Marquis Philip with cold sweat. He did not realize when there was someone behind him.
The gas field cultivated over the years made the marquise turn around without looking, and a general wearing blue armor appeared.
The general was standing with a spear thicker than the normal man's thigh.
The moment Marquis Philip saw him, he recognized who he was. The king's absolute cronies, command of the Imperial Guard, Sanchez.
Although holding a heavy spear, he was also wearing a light iron armor, but Sanchez's movement was silent. This is a manifestation of complete control of his own strength. The strength of this imperial guard command is unfathomable.
"No need!" Marquis Philip, concise. Although the strength of this imperial guard was much different, Marquis Philip had no need to fear him.
"This is the order of His Majesty the King, you need to rest!" Sanchez said with a wave of his hand. Two soldiers in iron armor stood behind him, and the Marquis Philip was set up from left to right.
"Take the marquis to rest," Sanchez ordered.
Only then did Marquis Philip notice that there were many armored soldiers with such equipment under the gate behind him. Sanchez brought most of his troops, the Iron Armor Guards, to the East Gate.
There is no rebuttal and no words. Marquis Philip followed the two soldiers down the tower, and he was indeed exhausted. Now there is the master Sanchez on the city gate, and there is his iron armor guard, and it is no problem to succeed him to guard here.
Sanchez and a group of soldiers watched Marquis Philip walk down the city walls. These few days of fighting have made these bottom soldiers admire their marquis from the bottom of their hearts.
In the early morning of the following day, the repaired Locke Battalion began to sharpen their swords again. As usual, they will participate in the siege again this afternoon.
"Rock, where is your armor?" Monte Squadron looked enviously at the bright yellow armor on Locke.
After several days of fighting, the soldiers of Kaiduoqi Camp also saw a lot of blood. The siege under the city, because it will be smashed by the enemy defending the city with a blunt device, a strong armor, at this time showed its effect.
Locke's armor is no longer a secret. Many people saw it. Locke resisted a rolling stone without much reaction.
Other soldiers may guess that Locke used to block the moment, but Monte, who was not far from Locke, dare to guarantee that he did not feel a little bit of the power of the fight at that time. Locke relies on his body and equipment to resist.
Faced with the inquiry of Captain Monte Squadron, Locke could only act silly. He didn't want to expose his massive military achievements, and his wealth was not revealed, Locke knew.
Seeing Locke not answering, Monte didn't ask too much. He saw that the long sword in Locke's waist and the armor he was wearing were a pair of models. Monte's eyes were full of envy.