[Chapter 739 My Luck is Good]
The next day, the siege continues!
Her Majesty’s army once again pressed down on the capital of the saints. When the mortar behind the battle made the first roar, the city guards of the Mundra Army immediately abandoned their positions and hid in various trenches, low walls, city gate holes, caves for hiding soldiers, etc. place.
No one blamed them for being disloyal, because they were useless even in their own defensive positions.
After yesterday’s unilateral abuse of being “bombed” but unable to fight back, the Mondella Army is not a pure fool. They mobilized all the craftsmen in the city overnight and made many shields like big turtle shells. A large amount of steel, the tortoise shell shield is made very thick, even the thickness of Thorium shards cannot be easily penetrated.
As soon as Sieglan’s mortar sounded, the soldiers immediately got into the turtle shell shield, and let you blow up outside, I just shrank in the turtle shell and shivered.
However, if they thought that the Queen would only fire mortars for one day and then retreat, they would really underestimate Miss Queen.
The mortars only fired a random round, and no more random bombing! The real siege force, dispatched.
The dwarf artillery rolled out of the field, lowered the barrel, and bombarded the city gate of the capital of the saints violently.
In the past, the dwarf artillery of the Mondra army would definitely fight back immediately, but now, the city wall has long been ravaged by mortar artillery. The artillerymen did not dare to show their faces when they returned fire.
There are also trebuchets, giant ballistas, etc., all of which are in a state of misfire.
The soldiers of Sieglan began to move forward slowly.
The huge siege tower, suppressed by the mortars and dwarven artillery, began to advance. (People who often watch Blizzard Warcraft Cinemas should know what a siege tower is. Sylvanas once killed a siege tower by herself, and she shot an explosive arrow into the siege tower. The lens is very classic.)
Battering rams, shield carts, and all kinds of messy siege equipment began to move forward slowly.
The Undead Legion is at the forefront, because the Undead Army will not die, so it is the best choice to take the lead in a siege battle, but the Undead Army’s individual combat capability is very poor. In important tough spots, true warriors are needed. Therefore, the Black Soil Knights, the Gale Knights, and the Demi-human Legion each sent a small team of brave pioneers, mixed in the middle of the undead army, and moved forward together.
Robb shouted from behind: “Slow down when advancing, mortars are very inaccurate and can easily injure yourself, you advance slowly, don’t rush too close to the city wall all at once. The final charge When the time comes, we will stop the artillery fire.”
Conte, who was in the siege department, turned around, waved at Robb, and laughed: “Don’t worry, this kind of cannonball that bombs people by luck is impossible to hit. My, I’m very lucky, Conte. Even if the Thorium bomb explodes beside me, all the shrapnel will pass by.”
Everyone: “…”
Robb said angrily: “Where did you get this confidence from? Shut up and take a good look at the front.”
Conte laughed loudly: “What’s so beautiful in front of you, the other person is so cowardly that they don’t even dare to lift their heads.”
Just as he finished speaking, a brave white lion knight at the top of the city came forward. At the risk of being forced to bombard the sky, he climbed to the top of the city, and an axe cut off the tight rope behind the giant ballista. The giant ballista made a “hum” and shot a huge arrow…
This thing was shot randomly, and the white lion knight didn’t aim at all, but it just happened to fly towards Conte by coincidence.
Conte was turning his head to talk to Robb, and he couldn’t see any arrows coming.
The skeleton soldier next to him was in a hurry, and hurriedly shouted: “Kacha Kacha (knight be careful).”
However, Conte couldn’t understand it at all!
“Touch!”
With a loud noise, the giant arrow shot on Conte’s back, and the huge force lifted his whole body and threw him forward.
Fortunately, this guy was wearing some mithril that Baron Norren had made for him by selling iron. He was hit by a giant arrow, but he was not shot through, but the huge force shook him out of the internal injury.
After he flew far away, he threw himself on the ground, vomited blood, and groaned miserably: “Priest…”
The person next to him: “This… how dare you say that you are lucky?”
Several dark priests hurriedly cast spells, Kang A few magical rays of light flashed on Te’s body, he rolled over and jumped up, and said angrily: “Mondra is too despicable, attack me.”
The person next to him couldn’t help covering his face and said, “Who do you think you are? The ghosts on the battlefield will come and stare at you as a new recruit, you are just too unlucky.”
“I am unlucky? I can’t be unlucky!”
“Hey, the stone is flying towards you again.”
Conte He turned his head abruptly and looked at it. Sure enough, a stone the size of a human head was thrown out by the opponent’s throwing stone and smashed into the army formation of Sieglan. Come.
He is angry!
He raised the shield in his left hand and weighed it. He felt that the shield alone could not stop him. He waved his right hand forward: “Wind Wall!”
The people next to him listened to him roaring Wind Wall. Playing with the wind wall?
However, this thought was only for a moment, and everyone was surprised to find that a wind wall was really erected in front of Conte. The stone that flew from the sky hit the wind wall first, and the magic barrier formed by the strong wind effectively slowed down the falling of the stone.
Then, the one-handed shield on Conte’s left hand also went up!
“Peng!”
With a dull sound, the flying stone was actually blocked by Conte, and it fell weakly at Conte’s feet. Conte raised his shield in his left hand and his sword in his right, and laughed loudly: “Come on! Let’s count labor and capital again! Magic Knight Conte, is it someone you can count on casually?”
The person next to him: “…”
A gust of knight called: “Conte, when did you learn magic?”
Conte hummed: “My family…”
“Your family is a ghost!”
Conte had no choice but to Honestly admit: “Godafather taught it.”
Everyone: “…”
“Don’t talk nonsense during the battle!” Barry scolded beside him: “The other legions are watching the jokes of our Gale Knights.”
At this time, the army was still slowly The ground is moving forward, the mortars and dwarf artillery are still firing, and the trebuchets in Sigran have also advanced to the attack distance, and they can start throwing large stones towards the city, or directly make bombs and bombs made of ordinary materials. The mines are thrown.
Of course, Mondra’s people are not fools, they also know how to use a trebuchet to throw magic items. Some desperate soldiers braved the mortar fire and tried their best to turn the trebuchet into operation. Large stones and magic props flew all over the sky.
The situation suddenly became tense.
[End of This Chapter]