This is a pretty sneak attack!
After the rebels had been silent for many days, under the deliberate management of Hughes and El Salvador, the troops had been recharged and tightened on the outside for the past few days.
For tonight's sneak attack, Hughes and El Salvador bet almost everything! Including the use of some of the last hidden relationships and influences in the city of Osgilia.
Among them, Gerry and Martha's family are also included - as early as when the military districts openly rebelled, the empire was crumbling, and after the rebels besieged the city, the Red Round Table once passed through the hidden dark line, and quietly attacked the insecurities in the city of Osgilia. A few powerful figures have secretly rebelled, naturally including Gerry and Martha's family.
At that time, it seemed that the imperial family of the empire was crumbling, the empire had been weak for many years, and there was really no capital to fight against the rebels. The remaining troops were trapped in Osgilia. Once the city was broken, the imperial family of the empire would surely perish. Under such circumstances, many people naturally began to seek a way out for themselves.
No one knows how many imperial dignitaries in the city have secretly fallen to the rebels, or kept in touch with the rebels, under the covert operation of Hughes and El Salvador.
What is certain is that under the circumstances of panic at the time, such things were definitely not rare!
But with the development of the situation, and after the Kingdom of Landis participated in the war recently, the situation took a turn for the worse, and the people in the city who used to be the grassroots naturally became more and more terrified.
At this time, the last gamble that El Salvador and Hughes conspired to brew was to secretly contact those powerful families in the city who had been in contact with him and conspire to seize the city!
This method is simple, yet very effective. Hughes and El Salvador offered lucrative conditions, and at the same time threatened each other: if they were defeated, they would announce the secret communications and contacts between the two sides. Presumably the young and vigorous Emperor Garcia, once he learned after the war that there were actually snakes and mice among his courtiers, would definitely not let go of the grass.
Under such a threat, some people in the city had to give in.
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It is rare for Hughes and El Salvador to cooperate so sincerely, and for this attack on the city, the two of them almost bet all their family assets!
Gerry was an ambush in the city, and the goal was to select Nigur's camp defense area - this area has never been the main attack point of the rebels, so it seems that the defenders have not paid too much attention to it. And there is Gerry as an internal response.
That night, Hughes even disregarded his own safety and personally led troops to attack the city. He brought out all the most elite guards under his command—in any army of this era, the guards of the main general were often the most carefully selected elites. A battalion of personal guards under Hughes has a total of 500 people. These 500 people are selected from the tens of thousands of soldiers in the entire Armenian Army. Whether it is skill or combat power, they are all outstanding candidates. .
These five hundred guard battalions, Hughes usually spare no expense in armed, the best equipment, the most sophisticated weapons, the most generous military pay, the best treatment, and the most severe and even harsh training! The cost of a guard camp to support such 500 people is even 30% more than that of a flag regiment.
In the battalion of five hundred guards, even in the battle of the Rodriguez cavalry the night before, Hughes only brought two squads by his side - of course, the Rodriguez cavalry attacked the city beyond Hughes' expectations. It is expected that if he can foresee the consequences in advance, how can he bring his most elite battalion of personal guards by his side.
And that night, Hughes' army was forcibly defeated by Rodriguez cavalry. In the chaos of the army, Hughes could not even save his life. It was only by relying on the two teams of elite personal guards around him to protect him and kill him that he saved his life.
This personal guard camp is the heart of Hughes, and tonight's attack on the city can be said to be Hughes and El Salvador's last fight to win Osgilia. The most urgent and most dangerous place!
El Salvador did not hide his secrets anymore. In his army, he also selected 300 dead soldiers, plus the elites contributed by other armies, a total of more than 1,000 elite dead soldiers were assembled to take advantage of the darkness. , taking advantage of the night to sneak to the river outside the city of Osgilia and lurking, until after midnight, braving the cold winter and the icy river, this elite swam across the river, and then cooperated with Gerry on the city defense to capture the Go to this section of city defense!
Things went almost as smoothly as Hughes and El Salvador had expected.
Gerry's performance was even better than Hughes expected!
Almost all of the guards who were on duty at night in this section of the city defense were overturned in a coma. When Hughes personally brought the elite guards to the city with iron hooks and ropes, he did not encounter any resistance and easily took away this section of the city defense. .
This quiet killing did not disturb any defenders. With the cooperation of Gerry, the other defense areas of the city defense did not even notice that this defense area had changed hands!
In the darkness of the night, Hughes only felt as if there was a fire in his heart, and the winner or loser was to fight tonight, even though he had already arranged everything and made his best efforts, and it seemed that the beginning of this sneak attack was progressing. It went so smoothly, but in the face of such a situation, Hughes still couldn't suppress his nervousness.
Most of the thousand elites who followed him to attack the city tonight have already come to the city. The clothes and costumes of the battalion's defenders who have been slaughtered have all been stripped off, and the elite rebels who attacked the city are in the darkness. Clothes have been quietly changed.
Hughes glanced nervously at the subordinates beside him and took a deep breath. His well-maintained white face seemed a little distorted and ferocious at the moment, his eyes were ruthless, and he whispered: "Everyone, success or failure depends on it. Tonight in one fell swoop! Break Osgilia, and each will be rewarded with 1,000 gold coins! I, Hughes and Paul, will enjoy the riches and honors in this life and enjoy it! After the city is broken, the sword will not be banned for three days! The wealth of the empire for thousands of years! In the cellars of how many wealthy nobles, the treasures of gold and silver are piled up like mountains! If you want to be rich, just follow me and use the knife in your hand to get it!!"
Those who followed him to attack the city were all elites, and most of them were his confidants. Naturally, they understood the importance of tonight's battle. If you win, you can turn everything around, and if you lose, it means defeat!
After taking this section of the city defense, the elites of the rebel army were immediately arranged, and people dressed as imperial defenders were scattered on both sides and waited nervously...
Time passed bit by bit, and Hughes had never felt that time passed so slowly in his life!
Finally, at midnight...
Countless torches suddenly erupted in the rebel camp outside the city. Looking at it at night, groups of well-fed rebel soldiers drove out of the camp with torches. It's like a fire dragon spread out on the wilderness outside the city!
The drums of war suddenly sounded like the sky, shattering the silence of the night! After the high-pitched horn sounded, the brigade of rebels who drove out of the barracks, without even waiting for the queue to line up, rushed to the front of the city defense of Osgilia frantically!
A night battle has begun!
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It was Salvador himself who presided over the siege outside the city!
Tens of thousands of rebels assembled at night. In the army formation, the officers hurriedly and sternly shouted, and the rebel soldiers lined up nervously, and then started the siege!
Teams of rebels screamed wildly, holding their shields high and rushing towards the direction of the Osgilia city wall! The main attack direction this time is the most tightly defended and most sturdy place in Osgilia: the Arc de Triomphe!
Looking at it at night, the rebels outside the city rushed forward in a dense manner, like an ant colony wriggling in the wilderness. Although the defenders of the city defense have also been somewhat slack, they still responded under the command of the defending generals.
In the barracks under the city, the resting soldiers were woken up from their sleep. The bows and crossbows above the city defense immediately began to shoot frantically. The dense rain of arrows poured down the sky, and among the rebels' charge queue, they ran in the furthest reaches. The crowd in front, under the rain of arrows, was immediately swept away like half of the wheat!
The rebels at the back were still struggling to attack, and soon the front had rushed to the river. The rebels held their shields high and wriggled towards the bridge. It was also pushed out, and with the interval between several rounds of salvos from the city defenders, the catapults of the rebels began to roar.
The stone cannons flew back and forth in the sky, and some stone cannons smashed on the city wall, immediately smashing the defenders into meat sauce, and the broken stone chips splashed. The archers fought back hard, and behind the city wall, the slings of the defenders began to roar!
A loud assembly horn sounded in the city, and in the barracks in their sleep, a large number of resting guards rushed out of the barracks. Driven by the officers, they rushed to the city defense in a hurry wearing armor and weapons.
The stone cannons wrapped in kerosene were shot into the city walls and the city. As the fire crossbow ignited, groups of flames began to rise behind the city walls and the city.
After the fierce battle for nearly half a year, the defenders quickly responded, and skillfully separated several teams to run back and forth to put out the fire. City, and fight back with a more dense rain of arrows.
In this offensive, El Salvador concentrated more than two corps of troops, together with all the elite troops of the four military regions, and invested in this battle against the city almost regardless of losses. El Salvador himself stood in the forefront of the army with his guards, and rows of supervising teams with long knives stood at the forefront of the queue!
In the countless offensive and defensive battles in the past six months, the rebels have attacked the Arc de Triomphe dozens of times. The most elite force of the imperial defenders. Coupled with a complete set of city defenses, the rebels were successfully repelled every time.
But tonight, the madness of the rebels' offensive surprised the generals of the defending army!
El Salvador outside the city almost moved out of his family. The most elite infantry regiment under his command, under the charge of the dense rain of arrows, only suffered hundreds of casualties in a quarter of an hour. But the rebels in the back still rushed forward like crazy.
The bridge under the city is almost crowded with soldiers from the rebels attacking the city, crowded on the narrow bridge, the defending archers on the city wall hardly need to aim, as long as they shoot arrows in the direction of the bridge, almost every arrow will not miss. !
The rebels attacked the city gate frantically again and again, and more and more corpses were pushed directly into the river on the spot, but within a short time, the river on both sides of the bridge was filled with densely packed rebel corpses!
After paying a heavy price, the siege vehicles were finally pushed onto the bridge and under the city gate!
These iron-clad siege vehicles, with their iron wings open on both sides, resisted the arrows shot down from the city wall and the falling stones. The rebel soldiers hiding below pushed the siege vehicles hard, using hanging wooden The pile smashed hard on the huge gate of the Arc de Triomphe.
The rumbling sound of the crash came at night, as if every beat hit the heart of the person, and even the tidal wave of fighting could not cover the sound.
Hot oil pans were soon thrown from the city wall. The boiling oil poured down, and immediately passed through the iron wings of the siege vehicle, causing the rebel soldiers under Zangzi to scream frantically. , For a time, the air was filled with the smell of barbecue. As the torches were dropped, the first siege vehicle covered with kerosene suddenly turned into a roaring fireball and burned.
The rebels' offensive is stagnant!
The rebels in front seemed to be about to retreat, but in the rear of the army, the drums of war were roaring, and more rebels rushed out.
"Don't retreat! Don't retreat!! Those who take a step back will be killed!!!"
The officer roared hard in the dark, and after cutting off the heads of several retreating soldiers, the retreat was stopped immediately. The rebels crowded on the bridge could only raise their shields to resist the arrows on the city defense, and at the same time, in the gaps in the shields, they fought back with their bows and arrows.
In the stalemate, almost every second someone screamed the arrow falling into the river, and the screams of the defenders who fell from the arrow above the city wall also came one after another.
The elite warriors among the rebels rushed up and pushed back the flaming siege vehicle under the city wall. Several brave warriors who were not afraid of death almost threw themselves into the fireball. The body forcibly pushed the burning siege vehicle aside.
The rebel soldiers from behind rushed up again. Dozens of people were holding huge ramming wood. The soldiers on both sides held high shields and continued to attack the city gate.
This fight only lasted for half an hour, and the rebels lost at least a thousand! With such heavy casualties, these rebels should retreat.
But tonight, El Salvador himself stood in front of the battle, and the supervising team beside him were all lined up with steel knives! The slaughter and screams in front of him came at a high price, but the expression on El Salvador's face was resolute. He didn't even loosen his brows. He just gritted his teeth and drove the battalions one by one to the huge giant in front. Fill the meat grinder!
The battalions were filled up one by one, and the competition on the bridge and under the city wall was extremely fierce. When one battalion went up, it took almost only a moment to be exhausted. But an hour later, at least two flag regiments of the rebels were no longer organized.
The rebels have been sieging the city for nearly half a year. Except for the days when the city was just besieged, it has been a long time since then that they have not been able to show such a strong and determined fighting spirit.
Salvador stood there, his face ashen, just watching the battalions rushing up beside him, his teeth gritted, and he screamed in his heart: "Not enough! Not enough! Not enough!!"
After a full hour of fierce fighting, the bridge had turned into a hell of flesh and blood, the river on both sides had been dyed red with blood, the flames were burning under the city gate, and the rebels could not attack even after dropping hundreds of corpses. The sturdy and brave warriors who were usually sturdy and brave have turned into cold corpses in this square inch.
The rain of arrows shot down from the city wall almost filled the battlefield, as if it had become a field of feather forest and wheat!
"Lord Governor!"
A burly deputy general next to El Salvador looked anxious, grabbed El Salvador's clothes beside him, and whispered anxiously: "Sir! If this is not possible, let the people in front retreat first! We have already filled in one. The flag regiment! These are the old foundations of our military region, and they are all your elites!"
Salvador just frowned, without even looking at the person beside him, and said coldly, "The Sixth Banner Regiment, move up!!"
The lieutenant next to him was stunned for a moment, looked at El Salvador, and suddenly shouted, "Sir! It's all our people who fight! If our army is all exhausted here, in the future..."
"To shut up!!"
El Salvador suddenly turned his head and shouted at the man: "Future! Future! If we can't take Osgilia, what future do we have! No matter how many people die, as long as this battle is over, There will always be more troops to be summoned in the future! How can there be undead in wars! You bastard, have you been living comfortably with me for too long, have you lost your courage!!”
The general was reprimanded by El Salvador, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth: "Sir, I'm not afraid of death! Just look! People in other military regions have already retreated, and our people are at the forefront. If Your soldiers are exhausted, how do you stand in the alliance..."
"Shut up!!" Salvador suddenly pulled out his long sword and slashed hard, and shouted sharply, "If everyone has this kind of thought, our army of hundreds of thousands will waste half a year. Can't conquer this damn city!! Tonight is the winner! Don't you understand!! If we can't win tonight, all of us will be doomed!! In the future! If we don't win tonight, we won't In the future!! Come on!! Give it to me! The supervising team rushes up, no matter what position in the army there is a retreat, they will be cut off immediately, don't report to me!!!"
The general's face sank, suddenly took a deep breath, and shouted: "Lord Governor, I have served you for ten years, and I will hand over this life to you today! I will not be able to serve by your side in the future, please take care of yourselves. !"
Salvador's face changed, and he glanced at the general. This man was the most trusted and powerful general around him. At this moment, Salvador sank in his heart, but still gritted his teeth: "Okay! Come on! If you die, Your wife and children, I will feed you!"
The general shouted loudly, took a heavy iron spear from the hand of the guard beside him, and rushed forward with his horse.
He took hundreds of people to rush up, headed under the dense rain of arrows. When he rushed to the river, there were already less than half of the people around him. The general got off his horse and crashed directly into the bridge. The subordinates beside him After struggling to open the road, he rushed across the bridge to the city gate in one breath.
"Stop off!!"
A loud shout is like a thunderbolt!
This military general was dressed in iron armor and had a majestic figure. Holding the heavy iron spear in both hands, he rushed out of the crowd and hit the majestic and tall Arc de Triomphe city gate with a blow!
In that roar, a flame-like red light erupted from his whole body and the iron spear in his hand! The iron spear was in his hand, just like holding a giant torch, and it slammed on the gate of the Arc de Triomphe!
boom! ! ! !
This loud noise suddenly made the people around them dizzy, and the vibrating movement seemed to shake the city gate dozens of meters high!
The iron spear hit the city gate, and the first half of the iron spear made of fine iron was completely shattered! The light of fire and the light of fighting spirit merged together, and it was impossible to distinguish each other!
With such a powerful fighting spirit, this general slammed into the city gate with all his strength, and suddenly slammed the Arc de Triomphe, which seemed to be standing forever, violently!
The gate of the Arc de Triomphe can be called the most majestic building in the empire. The gates of dozens of meters high are set with iron gates! The iron gate, which is nearly one meter thick, is almost entirely made of pouring iron juice!
The rebels have been attacking for days, no matter how hard they try and how many lives they fill in, they can't shake the iron gates of the Arc de Triomphe!
At this moment, this fierce general made a hard blow, and the iron gate was actually loosened!
The defenders above the city defense also felt the fierce bombardment under their feet, as if standing on the city gate, they could clearly feel the vibration from the soles of their feet.
This shocking blow immediately made the defenders in the city nervous, and the commanding general shouted loudly: "Archer! The archer is aiming at the bridge! Kill that man! Kill him! Kill him quickly!!"
In the chaos, I don't know how many strong crossbows were hastily transferred, and they aimed at the tall figure under the city at the end of the bridge.
The sound of breaking the sky fell, and the military general standing under the city gate was suddenly hit by several arrows! Although he was wearing iron armor, there were still several armor-piercing iron arrows that pierced through his armor!
This guy is also really brave, shouting: "Shield player!!"
The soldiers of the rebel army had already rushed up behind him, holding up their shields to block him. The general took a deep breath, half of his body was covered in blood, but with a loud roar, he threw half the iron spear in his hand, and bent over to hug a huge wooden stake that had been thrown by the dead and wounded soldiers on the ground. Get up!
The top of the wooden stake that hit the door was covered with iron, which was as thick as two of the general's waist, but the general's fingers slammed into the wooden stake and hugged it high.
"break!!!!"
In this roar, the red light all over the general's body made a big splash again, and he saw that his originally tall body was so small against the background of the bumping wood, but he lifted the huge bumping wood and banged at the city gate. up!
There was a loud bang, and the light of Dou Qi on this general's body was so dazzling that it was impossible to look at it!
The huge ramming wood slammed on the towering iron gate of the city gate. At the moment of the impact, the military general suddenly opened his mouth, and a cloud of blood spurted out of his mouth and nose! But at the same time, the heavy iron gate was dented by the banging wood on top of the city gate!
The ramming wood in this general's hand was almost shattered by this bang! Sawdust is flying, and in the red light, the corner of the iron gate has been deformed, and the bombardment place is deeply sunk in, completely distorted!
The general stood there, his mouth and nose full of blood, and even blood was flowing from his ears, but he roared wildly, snatched the hammer from a soldier's hand, and flew towards him!
I saw him striding forward, and when the arrow rain fell, he was in the arrow rain, and the iron hammer in his hand once again contained a red vindictive light, and slammed the deformation of the city gate...
boom! ! !
In this third roar, the sound of iron material cracking was heard, and then the red light under the city gate suddenly dimmed.
Among the rebels behind him, there was a thunderous shout!
"The city gate is broken! The city gate is broken!!!"
In between, the general stood under the city gate, and the hammer in his hand only had one handle left, but on the iron gate of the unbreakable Arc de Triomphe, the corner of the table had been completely penetrated!
Although it is only a hole about half a meter, it has been completely distorted. This hole and perforation, right in front of you, are so clear!
After half a year of fierce fighting, the strength of this Arc de Triomphe once made the rebels desperate, but tonight they were finally penetrated! Although it is only such a small hole, the shock to both the offensive and defensive sides is far more than that!
"Kill him! Kill him!!"
The roar of the defenders above the city wall finally became a little panic, and the unbreakableness of the Arc de Triomphe has always been rooted in the hearts of all the defenders. At this moment, seeing that the iron gate was actually pierced, the defenders suddenly became a little scared.
A more dense rain of arrows fell on the head, and the rebel soldiers standing under the city gate immediately screamed and fell in pieces. The fierce general had dozens of arrows in his body, but he still stood there, like a hedgehog, only The people behind finally realized that the general was already out of breath!
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"Come on! The Sixth Flag Regiment is called up! Tonight, no matter how many people die, don't take a step back!"
Standing in the army column, Salvador looked down at the Arc de Triomphe, his face sinking like water, and he looked back at his subordinates: "Tonight, we only have one way! Forward! Only forward!!"
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The frantic offensive of the rebels seems to have squeezed out all their energy. This kind of frantic attack regardless of sacrifice has completely put on a crazy posture, as if they have no tomorrow!
The defenders on the Arc de Triomphe suddenly felt a huge pressure.
Although the Arc de Triomphe was still firmly in the hands of the defenders, the shocking blow of the rebel general just now damaged a hole in the iron gate of the city gate. But what it brings to people is only a psychological shock. After all, that small hole, I am afraid that even a young child can't get into it.
It's just that the rebels, which were already a little low, rose up again, and the follow-up rebels continued to surge forward, new siege vehicles were pushed up, and no matter how many corpses were left, there were still rebels pushing hard. Go under the city gate and continue to bombard the city gate one after another.
The archers on both sides have caused at least thousands of casualties, and the corpses on the river are almost connected.
The rebels are so crazy, the defenders have been forced to start mobilizing.
More and more troops were transferred to the direction of the Arc de Triomphe. The reserve troops in the city and other defense areas of the city wall were all nervously mobilizing troops to gather towards the Arc de Triomphe.
"It's still a little bit... a little bit..." Salvador sat on horseback, watching the killing under the city gate, the corners of his eyes began to twitch.
So far tonight, the rebels have wounded more than 6,000 people, most of them from his Salvadoran army. This has been a rare and sincere cooperation of the rebel alliance since the siege of Osgilia.
But up to now, many governors of military regions have refused to send more troops. After all, everyone has selfishness. In this world, the army is the capital in the hand. If all the troops are exhausted, how can we stand in the future
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The fierce battle in the direction of the Arc de Triomphe has awakened the entire city of Osgilia from its sleep at night.
The city defense was urgently mobilized. Hughes stood on the city wall, and he could see his left side in the distance. In the distance was the direction of the Arc de Triomphe.
Looking back, there were already countless soldiers on the streets of the city galloping away in the direction of the Arc de Triomphe with torches.
The fierce battle at the Arc de Triomphe has forced the defenders in the city to mobilize, and even just now, a city guard's messenger came to this section of the city defense, and the order told the city guard in this section to send fifty people to support the Arc de Triomphe.
The messenger was killed by the elite of Hughes' subordinates who disguised as the defenders, and the body was left in the corner of the wall.
Hughes was nervously calculating the time in his heart!
almost! almost! !
Can't wait any longer! The city has already begun to mobilize troops. If he does not act again, I am afraid that the defenders will find that there is an abnormal situation in this section of the city...
"Everyone! Get ready!"
Hughes turned his head and pulled out the sharp sword in his hand: "Everyone is ready to do it! Those who are disguised as defenders walk in front, and the others follow behind! We... go to Wellington Gate!"
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The Wellington Gate is the most inconspicuous little gate of the marvelous fortification southwest of Osgilia.
Compared with the Arc de Triomphe, a miracle of the world, which is tens of meters high, the height of Wellington City Gate is only 20 meters high, which is the same as the city wall. Although from the perspective of the mainland, the city gate with a height of 20 meters is already considered a first-class majestic building, but in this majestic city defense system in Osgilia, this city gate is the most inconspicuous one. .
This city gate has never been the main attack direction of the rebels. The reason is very simple: where the moat is in this section, close to the mouth of the sea, the height of the city defense is at least five or six meters higher than the wilderness on the opposite bank on the natural slope of the terrain. The height of five or six meters is enough for the archers of the defending army to cause more than 30% of the damage to the enemy before the enemy has rushed to the moat.
And more importantly, the moat in this section is 150 meters wide because it is close to the mouth of the sea! !
The bridge over the river is less than three meters wide! With the design of the bridge outside the Arc de Triomphe that can simultaneously allow several carriages to run in parallel, this bridge seems so rustic and dilapidated.
This is the oldest bridge in Osgilia.
However, it was this situation that made the rebels never attack this city gate.
What a joke!
The river is 150 meters wide, but the bridge is only three meters wide! If you want to run over the bridge to attack the city defense, the soldiers on the attacking side will be forced to squeeze into a place less than three meters wide in an area that is 150 meters long! !
This is simply sent to the door to be massacred by the archers of the defending army!
Moreover, the narrow bridge deck also restricted the siege equipment from being pushed up. You know, if you push a siege vehicle onto the bridge, it will almost fill the bridge deck, and there will be no soldiers on both sides of the siege vehicle.
For a long time, this ancient city gate and bridge, even in the city of Osgilia, has long been the most depressed place - this city gate is the slum of Osgilia, this city gate and bridge It is also specially designed for the poor. Naturally, it does not need to be built too majestic.
However, after all, this is also the gate of Osgilia City. As the defensive side, under the command of the two generals Adric and Spahn, they did not despise and relax the gate of Wellington. A full thousand defenders. And a few days ago, Adrick sent a crossbow battalion here! Adrick believes that the wide river and the bridge that is too narrow are the most suitable battlefield for archers. If the enemy dares to attack here, then the crossbow battalion sent by the army will become a nightmare for the rebels attacking soldiers.
This measure has been done well enough. The arrangement of Adrick and Spahn is perfect enough.
But tonight... the fortress was conquered from within!
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The fierce battle in the direction of Osgilia attracted most of the attention of the defenders in the city.
No one noticed that behind the line of defense away from the main attack point, such a group of soldiers in garrison uniforms was rushing in the dark.
The gate of Wellington is not far from where Hughes is. Tonight's crazy attack by the rebels, the troops in the city are being mobilized. In the chaos, his people are running all the way, and some people in military uniforms are running at the end. In front of him, there was even Gerry, who should lead the way. Along the way, he passed through the two defense areas without even being blocked. When interrogated, it was Gerry who came forward. It was on the order of General Spahn, worried that the rebels would attack at night, and went to the gate of Wellington to strengthen the defense.
Almost without blood, hundreds of elites have quietly come to the defense area of Wellington City Gate. There were originally a thousand defenders here, and just before tonight, a battalion was temporarily transferred to the Arc de Triomphe.
Under the city wall, Hughes shouted in a low voice among the soldiers: "The opportunity is right in front of you! Take this city gate! There will be our cavalry brigade lurking on the hillside outside the city!! The defenders here will never expect someone from behind. Attack them! And there are only a few hundred of them! Now the people in the city are attracted to the Arc de Triomphe! We just need to take this city gate in one go, hold it for a moment, let the cavalry enter the city, and the battle will be over. Great rewards and great rewards, I, Hughes, will never be stingy!!”
After speaking, the Governor of the Armenian Military Region, who always prided himself on being aristocratic, actually drew his long sword and was the first to pounce on the city gate! Behind him, hundreds of elites, under the cover of the night, rushed forward with murderous aura!
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As soon as Adrick got attacked on the Arc de Triomphe, he rushed to the gate with his own cavalry. When he arrived, General Spahn had already arrived first, and there was a sea of corpses and blood outside the city, but Adrick had already rushed to the command hall of the barracks.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw that Spahn was quickly reprimanding several officers.
"How is it?" Adrick didn't look too nervous, and even showed a sneer: "Have these guys outside the city changed their temper tonight? They actually chose the Arc de Triomphe to attack."
Spahn glanced at Adrick, bowed first, and said solemnly: "I came only a moment earlier than you, these guys are a little crazy tonight, I don't think it's unusual. I just went to the city gate to have a look. ... It seems that El Salvador and the others are desperate, I am afraid that he has already filled in three flag regiments, and he is not willing to retreat after such a huge loss."
Adric frowned: "Why, does he want to fight with us? Our troops are in a weak position. We fought hard for half a year, with casualties and casualties. Now there are only 20,000 troops in the city that can still fight, guarding such a long city wall. The defense line, we can't deploy all our troops... If El Salvador and the others really fight with us, we can't fight. Even if it is a one-to-ten exchange of casualties, we can't consume them."
Having said that, Adrick looked at Spahn and saw that Spahn looked a little nervous, so he smiled: "However, those guys outside the city, I know the details of these people too well, they are absolutely unwilling to fight for their families. Yes. Those guys are not willing to let their strength suffer too much. Their hearts are not aligned, so we can persist to this day. Otherwise, if we fight for the family at the beginning, we will not be able to keep it. It's just today It's unusual for them to be so crazy late..."
"Is it the last madness?" Spahn squinted his eyes: "After the Landis landed... I guess these guys are not far from retreating. Is it because they were desperate tonight, and after they fought, they were reconciled. Retreat? If we retreat this time, will we even see the sun?"
Adric nodded: "It makes sense, but based on what I know about that guy in El Salvador, he's not that stupid. Could it be... feigning the Arc de Triomphe, and then splitting up to attack other city gates?"