After all, the boulder cannon did not fire the second shell.
In order to facilitate the operator to observe the enemy and the impact point, the duke built six high platforms in the city for placing artillery and trebuchets. In other words, their height is higher than the city wall, and any actions of the other side cannot escape the eyes of the striker.
This is a foolproof choice. The condescending perspective can not only bring better school shooting efficiency, improve the range of artillery shells and riprap, but also give the enemy a strong sense of oppression.
But in front of the incredible artillery of the Roland Army, the high platform became an eye-catching target.
For the first time Willian felt that a quarter of an hour was so long.
The explosions on the city walls seemed to have never ceased.
Just as the soldiers were working hard to load snow powder, a shell just landed on the high platform on the right.
In an instant, a bright sun seemed to rise from the table, and the huge boulder cannon engulfed more than 20 people, and then the bright red flames turned into countless tentacles, rushing in all directions, and the buildings in the city also trembled violently. And raised a yellow dust.
A broken bronze tube flew out of the flames, hit the side of another high platform, and then fell straight to the ground, falling into a group of people who were carrying stones. At this moment, the body showed its fragility and inability to act as a cannon. When the tube rolled twice and stopped, there was already a pool of reddish-brown mud on the ground. And those unlucky ghosts whose hands and feet were crushed and still had not died, screamed with their broken limbs in their arms, hoping that someone would give them a good time.
But Willian couldn't care about them at the moment.
The watchtower is also a conspicuous target for the enemy. As early as the moment the wall turned into a sea of fire, the nobles lost the courage to continue watching and retreated immediately. And this decision is obviously correct. The speed of the opponent's shelling far exceeds everyone's imagination. Almost every ten breaths, a round of shells will land, and the accuracy of the hit is getting higher and higher. The surrounding area of the city wall has become an extremely dangerous area.
At first, fireballs rose outside the city, and then they all fell into the city and moved closer to the high platforms and the city gate. Gunpowder smoke billowed, debris flew across the city, roaring and mourning mixed together, like a scene in hell.
When the enemy finally stopped shooting, the six high platforms were completely destroyed, and the city gate was also blown open.
According to the plan, the duke's family soldiers should immediately put down iron fences or broken dragon stones to block the passage into the city, and at the same time make preparations for blocking, but after such a terrifying bombardment, it has become an unrealistic requirement to continue to hold on to their posts. . The flames flowed along the grease everywhere, and charred corpses could be seen everywhere on the city walls. Even if someone narrowly escaped, they would have completely lost their courage to fight, not to mention those who were forcibly recruited.
Those who can run have already run away, and the rest are either scared to lose their souls, or seriously injured and unable to escape.
Although Willian thought he would fail, he did not expect to fail so quickly.
Before injuring one opponent, the entire line of defense collapsed. In the past two years... What did Roland do
"Sir, this... can't fight..."
"Let's surrender."
"Yeah, surrendering doesn't mean admitting defeat, we can find other opportunities."
"That's right, as long as they stay in the Eastern Territory, this revenge will be avenged sooner or later."
"If His Majesty Tifek is here, he will definitely not blame you. You have done your best, and it's just that the enemy is too cruel."
Willian was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Glenna.
In order to protect him when the latter retreated, he pushed away a burning wooden beam with his hands, and the scattered coals burned a corner of her hair, leaving two black marks on her face. Even so, her eyes were still as bright as before, with no hint of depression or embarrassment at all, "I'll listen to you."
The Duke took a deep breath, "You surrender."
"Sir... what about you?"
"I have been preparing for two years, not to leave a name for surrendering without a fight," he said slowly, "I must let Roland understand that strong force cannot conquer everything, and His Majesty Tifek also has fearlessness. vassal. Glinna, where is my knight order?"
The chief knight said without hesitation, "They are all on standby in the second ambush zone."
"No need to hide, let them all come to the city gate." Willian ordered, "Viscount Arleigh Burke, remove all the traps that were prepared earlier."
"Remove? Why?" the nobles were surprised.
"Those things alone can't stop the enemy. It's better to let them in and have an upright decisive victory. At this point, someone has to give an explanation." The Duke found that when the last moment came, he was unexpectedly calm, No matter what, this scene will be written into the history books, and he will be worthy of His Majesty.
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Half an hour later, Roland's army finally appeared at the gate of the city wall. They acted very cautiously. First, a team removed the broken door panels and occupied the entrances and exits on both sides, and then the subsequent troops followed up. Stepping into the city, they quickly built a simple camp in the middle of the long street, and two peculiar muskets were pushed to the front.
Willian no longer cared what the other party was going to do. He raised the reins and led the knights out slowly from the street corner, lining up along the street.
Seven knights and fifteen retinues were his last counterattack.
This also convinced the duke of the necessity and superiority of the aristocracy.
In the face of such a desperate situation, only the nobles who understand the meaning of loyalty, honor and responsibility can summon the courage to charge the enemy.
He pulled down his lower armor, set up his spear, faced more and more intruders, and let out a long breath.
"Although we have failed today, history will not forget us, and everyone's name will become a poem and will be sung in the ballads. Show up your courage and fight fearlessly to the last moment! Knights of the Borg family, follow I charge!"
"Wan Sheng!"
Willian waved the reins, led the crowd to accelerate along the long street, and launched a final sprint to the enemy's position.
The billowing smoke and the unextinguished flames became the best embellishment of the battlefield. For a moment, the Duke felt that this was the right destination for him.
Soon the charge distance was shortened to half, and the horse speed was also raised to the highest level, but he did not hear the sound of the hoofs behind him. Looking back, Willian couldn't help but be stunned. He was surprised to find that the twenty or so people who had charged at the beginning had disappeared, and only Glenna was left with him.
This street is not only one road, it connects many fork roads and alleys, and at that moment, Willian understands the cause and effect.
Why... is this happening
He wanted to ask this sentence, but when he looked at the affectionate eyes of the female knight, he suddenly felt that everything was unimportant.
This seems to end well.
At least you're by my side, right
Willian smiled, pressed the spear down, and aimed at the enemy closest to him.
Then a dense rain of bullets enveloped him.