: 1312 Battle of the Eastward Advance (8)

The Dunkiers had completely lost control under the sudden blow of the Fifth Banner Regiment of the Southern Army. A large number of people rushed out of the fortress and ran into the dense arrow rain. The bowstring of the Falcon Infantry Crossbow continued to Hundred meters away, there was a trembling vibration. Arrow clusters were like storms and locusts. They were dense enough for everyone to divide two or three.
　　
　　 "Ah,
　　
The curved fan surface outside the fortress exit is completely a tragic butchery. The Dunkers struggled to run forward, and then were shot by the entire row on the ground. The grass, covered by the arrow rain like a heavy rain, fell down all over,
　　
Arrows reap life with unimaginable shooting density, cross, round shot, the firing speed of the Southern Army’s skilled crossbowmen has been increased to one minute after the improvement of using the pulley to pull the bowstring, the average is a intensive shot in five seconds, Such as
　　
If it is on an open ground, the crossbow shooters may still need to count the time of aiming, so it will take about one shot, but on the already arranged shooting plane, the crossbow shooter can hardly spend time to be accurate. Shoots crossbow arrows at completely messy enemies on the intersection
　　
　　 "Load, shoot!"
　　
The voice from the captain of the shooter seemed so cold at this moment, and the mechanically neat movements of the crossbowmen made the bodies of Dunker soldiers layer after layer spread from the fortress mouth to the curved fan surface 50 meters in front. Some Dunkier soldiers who found that they had no hope of retreating, even after despair, looked at their compatriots who were still pouring out behind them with their weapons.
　　
　　 "Go back, I don't want to die!"
　　
　　 "There is an ambush, everyone go back to the castle!"
　　
In the chaos, these outermost shouts are so pale and weak, they have not completely shouted, and the dense clusters of arrows hitting from both wings are shot from behind into their bodies. Body, blood splattered, minced meat flying, like a torn piece of cloth, making a puffy voice, someone wants to lie in a pile of corpses to pretend to be injured, but the people behind are rumbling from the fortress Ran out of the exit and trampled him into a pulp
　　
The gray sky, even the sun couldn't bear to hide. This tragic killing lasted for more than half a hour. When the Dunkers offensive in the fortress began to stop, there was no one. Dare to run out
　　
　　 "You idiots, see you now!"
　　
Just now struggling to stop the unsuccessful Benisav, at the moment, struck the solid rock in the shadow of the maiden from the fortress exit, blood flowed down his fist, a large number of soldiers stopped by him, his face pale and completely Startled by the sight in front of me,
　　
None of the previous runners survived. Blood and water invaded the dry winter soil. The entire moat outside the fortress was dyed red. The body floated on it. The wounded soldiers were crushed on the bank as the river slapped. In the heap of corpses, screaming for help, no one has time to ignore it. A lot of human blood makes the ground muddy, and the scene is tragic and tragic
　　
　　 "If you still trust me, just give me all back!" Beni Saff stretched out his hands and turned his eyes red from the city gate
　　
　　 The tall and burly body almost blocked the light shining from the entrance. I thought that the soldiers in the scene just now were ashamed to face each other. Everyone began to step back into the fortress.
　　
　　 "Count the number of teams! The guard, take some people to the gravel to find the wounded, all concentrated here under the wall, we may need to prepare...
　　
　　【Set sail small S house】. . . "Benisav came last from the city crossing,
　　
He ordered people to block the exit with gravel, and then began to reorganize the queue. He knew that the battle was not over. This was just a gap between the opponents. The real battle had just begun. After a while, the city The Falcons outside found that no one came out again, and they will definitely use a strong attack. At that time, it must be a battle of life and death.
　　
　　"Legion commander, the total number of our army, people, including the wounded soldiers, the number reported by the guard, so that he just improved his face, and suddenly the dignified like who will drop
　　
　　 "It's suffocating!" Beni Saf looked up in pain and looked at the sky with black smoke above his head. What kind of opponent is this! Until now, except for the fierce and precise arrow rain, and the initial blaze-like burning bomb attack, he didn't even know what his opponent looked like. It was too suffocating. The opponent's long-range strike ability Is in absolute control.
　　
In less than half a day, the mighty Dunkier army suffered the death of the Field Marshal, and the Great Army lost more than three-quarters of its dilemma. There are now fewer than a thousand soldiers who can take up arms, and most of them carry it hurt,
　　
And the more than two thousand soldiers who were injured in the collapse made Benisav feel at a loss. These wounded soldiers were pulled from the rubble piles, either with broken hands or broken feet, lying there and crying. Shouting,
　　
Because of the lack of treatment drugs and the wound gauze, the wounds of these soldiers were exposed like broken bones. They were covered with dirty dust, and they looked like a mud. They were shocking, and their mouths were painful. The screams and the maddening depression in front of him made other soldiers appear uneasy.
　　
　　 "Are we all going to die here?"
　　
Soldiers who were able to fight were ejected separately. Although no one asked, the look in the eyes of every soldier was like that. It was a look of despair. Their hands holding arms were splayed down, like A walking dead
　　
　　Benisaf's eyes flashed a daze, the morale was low, and the army had no fighting spirit. In this battle, how should I persevere!
　　
　　 "Head of the Legion!" A guard in charge of cleanup ran over nervously, breathlessly whispering in Benisav's ear, "I... we have found Marshal Ushuaia"
　　
"What!" Benisav's eyes swollen, thinking that he had auditory hallucinations, until the guard again said affirmatively, "We found Marshal Ushuaia, because the Marshal was very lucky to fall into a collapse in the chaos. The cracks between the city walls were temporarily stuck. When we found him, we just suffered some minor minor injuries."
　　
　　 "What are you waiting for, take me quickly. Mouth.
　　
mouth! "Benissav took the guard's hand,
　　
"No, I can still go on my own!" His voice was still falling, covered in dust, and the embarrassed Marshal Ushuaia, with the help of several guards, limping slowly away from a distance Come, although it is a little bit worse, but compared to those wounded soldiers with broken hands and feet, this old marshal's situation is quite good. He came out and rubbed off a layer of skin on his knees. The sturdy general armor, there is almost no injury
　　
　　 "How many of us?" The Marquis of Ushuaia glanced down, his voice suddenly asked slightly weakly, but the overall spirit looked good, and he looked sharply at the saluting Beni Saf
　　
　　"Person 5231, Beni Saaf raised his head and responded solemnly,
　　
　　 "I mean someone who can participate in combat!" The Marquis of Ushuaia gave Beni Saaf a deep look, all of them soldiers. Is this little trick interesting?
　　
　　 "Less than a thousand!" Benisav's face was ugly, and he could only report it according to the facts.
　　
"Thousands of people talk..." The Marquis of Ushuaia's lips quivered to himself, the figure made him close his eyes painfully, two lines of sad tears rolled down, Wan Dajun, this is the Principality The most needed and the most outstanding soldiers, the 10,000 soldiers attacked this time were all really elite selected from the army of the Principality, and more than half of them were veterans, but now, there are only so few people left.
　　
In this battle, the principality of the Principality has devoted all its efforts over the years. To make a difference, at least it will require clams. In the next year, for the determination to want to be defeated by the Normans, the governor in this area For the Grand Duke who won the final victory in the campaign, I am afraid that waiting a moment will feel very long, and it is another five years who knows what will happen then!
　　
　　 "The roar is over"
　　
Outside the city, Cleveland, head of the 5th Banner of the Southern Army, glanced coldly at the killing field that had calmed down in front of his eyes, and frowned.
　　
No, although the other party suffered a heavy blow in the collapse, but according to the Dunkier people, the minimum strength of 20,000 should be at least, and the combat strength of more than 10,000, but just a short half an hour after setting sail to the small S house, The Dunkiers only left the body of the adulterer in the ambush circle,
　　
　　 There is no target still standing on the attack surface~EbookFREE.me~ proves that the enemy has given up the possibility of continuing the impact
　　
"It seems that the other party is not a fool! Or, have you noticed it!" Cleveland's eyes flashed, and some gloom turned around and ordered, "Come here, send a messenger according to the convention, tell them to surrender or die" Make a choice like a soldier"
　　
　　 He roughly estimated that, under his own series of blows, there are still surviving Dunkirs in the castle, and there should be less than 5,000 people.
　　
　　Although she was lucky enough to escape the robbery, at this moment, the 5,000 remaining people must be exhausted, hesitant, terrified, and full of wounded soldiers.
　　
　　 However, in this case, the last part of the troops can be kept, and the ability of the opposing commander must also be very good,
　　
　　In the predicament, the more likely the unimaginable resistance will erupt, just rush in, and there will be some unavoidable casualties,
　　
　　 And this time the Legion Department has issued an order. If possible, the main goal is to capture the other party’s senior generals.
　　
　　 In this way, in the shortest time, to obtain internal information of neighboring countries,
　　
　　Now it is time to make a choice, give the enemy the choice of surrender or total annihilation! Has always been the traditional mouth of the Falcon Army (to be continued) [This text is updated by the sailing team, the most clever, ingenious, innocent, kind, pure, cute, upright, shy, wise, superb, domineering, and sometimes powerful. Sometimes Fan 2 has fashion and sometimes nerves, sometimes spring and melancholy. @小S屋提供】If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.