Francine was a little overwhelmed by this sudden question, but her superb and excellent diplomatic skills enabled her to quickly calm down.
"Of course! If you are willing, I am willing to be your pioneer, even though I say I am a woman."
Francine performed a standard samurai etiquette to Walls, which was an honor that only an outstanding samurai could perform. Walls nodded and motioned for Francine to follow him.
"Let's fight together! Tonight will be a sleepless night."
Walls said meaningfully.
Just as Wals said, Falvia had already summoned his troops, and most of them had begun to advance towards Sharez. The troops of Pearl Light Alva were also recruited by Falvia. These soldiers who followed Pearl Light Alva had to fight with Falvia under Falvia's majesty. In this battle, Falvia was going to send those soldiers who were loyal to Pearl Light Alva to lead the charge. This was obviously to send them to die, but if they wanted to resist, Falvia could wipe out these soldiers with one hand. Then she would charge them with treason, and everything could be covered up.
People were more willing to believe what Falvia said. As for Alva, the light of pearls, the queen whose power was taken away, could only cry secretly in a dark corner. So, in order not to break up with Falvia, these loyal soldiers could only lead the charge for Falvia.
"Don't worry! This time, Sultan Hakim's soldiers have lost all their fighting spirit. The only one who can fight against us is Wals, whom you let go! If you hadn't let Wals go, they wouldn't have to fight so hard!"
Falvia spoke to Pearl of Light Alva in an almost blaming tone, it was indeed a miscalculation on the part of Pearl of Light Alva, he suddenly realized that he could not confront Falvia in this way, but should be more forbearing.
After hearing Falvia's words, Alva, the Pearl of Light, could only lower his head silently. He did not ask to go to the battlefield in this battle because he only needed to wait for good news in the camp.
Who knew what crazy things those soldiers loyal to him would do with him around
At this time, Falvia went to the front line in person. Walls had stepped up his war preparations. The city walls were filled with new recruits he had recruited from his territory. Of course, after many battles, the number of new recruits lost was quite large, and most of them were Nord warriors stationed on the city walls.
At the same time, Hakim Sultan also sent Chief Diu to appoint him to manage half of his own troops, while the other half was handed over to Wals for command. Because Wals had superb command ability, Hakim Stan gave half of his troops to him for command.
However, whether it was the soldiers led by Chief Diu or the Sarande soldiers commanded by Wals, these Sarande soldiers had a common characteristic, exactly the same as their lord Sultan Hakim, they had completely lost their fighting spirit. Wals could only shake his head, and for a moment he could not think of any good way to inspire the fighting spirit of these Sarande soldiers.
It was a night with a bright moon. In the desert, even the clear night sky was unusually cold. Wals looked closely at the east, where Falvia's troops were about to advance. At this moment, he heard a crisp sound of footsteps from the ancient city wall.
"King Karad, what are you waiting for?"
It was a clear, loud and beautiful female voice, and Walls couldn't help but look back. Just as Walls guessed, the person approaching him was Francine.
At this time, Francine had taken off his previous attire and was wearing a special chain mail that provided effective defense. It was not only powerful but also light. There were two scimitars on his waist, which were his most proud weapons.
"You want to join the battle?"
Walls asked with a hint of suspicion.
Francine glared at Walls, thank goodness he had the guts to do that.
"Of course! I have fought with Falvia!"
As she spoke, Francine pulled out the two scimitars from her waist. When the two scimitars came out of the scabbards, Walsh narrowed his eyes. He could see that these two scimitars were not ordinary weapons.
In fact, for Walls, he is more concerned about Falvia's strength.
"You just said you fought with Falvia? If so, what do you think of his strength?"
Francine also knew the seriousness of the problem, and she immediately retracted her attitude of wanting to show off her strength.
He said seriously: "Very powerful! In the Sarand Sultanate, I didn't meet an opponent who could defeat me until he appeared."
"you?"
He looked incredulous, as if he had seen the biggest lie in the world.
Unconsciously, his eyes looked at Francine's palms. The palms holding the two sharp blades were so white and tender. They were not the hands of swordsmen at all. If he was a swordsman, he would have thick calluses on his hands, which were formed over time. Looking at Francine's young appearance and her hands, Walls found it hard to believe the first half of what he had just said.
"You don't believe me?"
Francine was a little angry. She wanted to change Wals's mind completely. Suddenly, the two scimitars swung in his hands for a few moves, and he took a full-fledged stance. Wals' pupils shrank suddenly. He could see that Francine had taken this stance, which was full of strength and difficult to break through no matter which direction she attacked from. There was no doubt that this was indeed a powerful general.
No wonder! No wonder he stayed by Sultan Hakim's side. In addition to possessing an extraordinary mind, he also possessed powerful military force. It was natural for such a person to stay by the side of a country's ruler.
At this moment, Francine heard a roar behind her.
"Stop! What are you doing?" Emilida quickly came behind Francine. Someone was waving two sharp blades in front of the monarch he was loyal to. This was a great disrespect and even a suspicion of murder. As a knight of Wals, Emilida must protect the safety of his master.
"It's okay! He just wants to prove his ability to me! It doesn't matter, we must step up our preparations for war, Falvia will definitely attack tonight."
As soon as Wals finished speaking, he heard a sharp scream behind him. It turned out to be from a Sarand soldier.
The Sarande soldier pointed his finger forward, and even the darkness could not hide the fear in his eyes. At the same time, his companions seemed to have reacted. In the desert in the distance, a group of people and horses rushed towards here.
"Except for Falvia, I can't think of anyone else who could make such a big fuss about that matter?"
Wals seemed to be talking to someone else or to himself. Francine and Amirida stared straight ahead. The city of Shariz had strong walls, but no one knew how long it could hold out.
Soon, almost at the moment when the Sarande soldiers screamed, a huge monster appeared in front of everyone. Whether it was because of the Sarande soldiers' screams or because of the appearance of the huge monster, after the rolling dust, a huge siege tower appeared in front of everyone. Suddenly, everyone on the wall, whether standing or sitting, all looked at the huge monster. The huge siege tower was big enough to climb the wall of Sharez City.
Panic and fear spread quickly among Salander and the soldiers like a plague.
The Sarranid soldiers wanted to escape from the battlefield, but after watching many of their companions die tragically in front of them, they no longer wanted to fight Falvia.
Wals just glanced to his left and right and found that dozens of Sarranid soldiers were fleeing. On the section of the city wall near him, except for the Nord warriors he had stationed, there was no trace of Sarranid soldiers.
No! Except for one person.
Perhaps it was because of the cover of night, or perhaps it was because he was quiet enough, the hermit that Wals had seen during the day stood on the city wall like a monument. He did not flee like the Sarande soldiers, but silently drew his peculiarly shaped sword.
Quicksand! This is the name of this sword, and Wals already knows the origin of this person.
A sleepless night! Danzi said to himself silently, everything seemed so quiet, looking at the Sarande soldiers who had escaped beside him, his sword would become the last resistance.
Although the overall situation has been decided, there are obviously still people who want to turn the tide.
"Everyone, everyone, stop and pick up your weapons. The people in your life are the residents of Shariz. If the rebels break through this line of defense, they will definitely hurt the residents in the city for their entertainment. This is the last battle. Falvia will definitely eliminate all resistance forces. And your relatives and friends will not be spared."
This was a loud male voice coming from below the city wall. Wals and his companions moved their sights to the bottom of the city wall. They saw a man in heavy armor standing there resolutely. He was Chief Diu, a lord who was now loyal to Sultan Hakim.
When he finished speaking, he drew his sword, and Wals could tell at a glance that it was a sharp blade, because it was at night, and the guards around him all raised torches. His loyal guards followed Chief Diu of the Sarand Sultanate onto the city wall.
With Chief Diu as a role model, the Sarande soldiers soon picked up their weapons and slowly climbed up the city wall. Chief Diu thought he had to set an example in the final battle. He walked straight to Wals.
"King Karad, as Sultan Hakim said, half of the soldiers will be under my command, and the other half will be under your command. I hope your leadership skills can help us defeat the powerful enemy outside. Falvia will launch a decisive battle against us this time."
Chief Diu spoke passionately, waving his sword and running towards his battle site. He would defend that section of the city wall with his life.
Walls nodded at his back. He originally wanted to have a conversation with Chief Diu, but the battle situation was urgent and he didn't have time to say another word.
"You are a good lord. All my men will follow your example."
Walls said to Chief Diu's distant back.
Looking back, the huge machine, which was much bigger than any siege tower before, had already traveled halfway. On the left and right sides of the siege tower, there were warriors holding shields for protection. Under the defensive line of shields, a group of soldiers behind the siege tower pushed the huge machine.
Logically speaking, the siege tower is a wooden structure, and if rockets are used, there is a chance that it will be burned. As long as the siege tower is burned completely, no matter how powerful Falvia is, he will not be able to get his soldiers onto the city wall.
"Archers! Light your arrows on fire and shoot at that siege tower."
Wals said to his soldiers that although the Nord archers were not very powerful, they were numerous and quickly aimed their bows and arrows at the siege tower in the distance. The Sarand soldiers also picked up their bows and arrows like the Nord archers, and their target was the siege tower that Wals mentioned.
The first wave of arrow rain appeared like this, it rushed across the dark night, under the moonlight, the Sarande rebels could clearly see the cold light reflected on the arrows, but these cold lights could not stop their will to move forward. Now the Sarande rebels were full of fighting spirit, and these arrows could only urge them to speed up.
The Sarranid rebels were full of fighting spirit, and their supreme commander Falvia also commanded their soldiers to fight back. A row of Sarranid rebel archers had already set up their own formation.
At the same time, rows of Sarande soldiers holding torches raised their shields. These shields could effectively protect the Sarande archers behind them from damage. After Falvia gave an order, after the archers of Wals fired the first wave of arrows, Falvia's counterattack immediately achieved its effect. Some of the archers hiding behind the battlements were shot to death.
Seeing this, Wals was not panicked at all. He had seen this kind of situation many times. Falvia's troops were densely packed and all of them were more motivated. On the other hand, half of his soldiers were discouraged. If these guys were allowed to climb the city wall, then Shariz would definitely be breached. Wals's brain was spinning rapidly. He had to find a way to solve this problem.
On the other hand, Chief Diu was also sweating profusely. He commanded his soldiers to attack the siege tower, and the second wave of arrow rain appeared again. Rockets that covered the sky and the sun fell on the siege tower one after another. It seemed that Wals's strategy had worked. The siege tower was quickly ignited, and the Sarande soldiers on the city wall shouted loudly. However, before they could be happy for long, Falvia's second wave of arrow rain followed.
A considerable number of these Sarranid archers, who jumped for joy, were shot and killed.
Only then did Walls realize the seriousness of the matter. It seemed that Falvia did not want to use that huge siege tower as a siege tower. Falvia had already regarded this siege tower as a discarded pawn.
Because in Wals's vision, one, two, three, three siege towers appeared in Wals's eyes. These three siege towers were not as large as the previous one, but their power should not be underestimated. As long as he approached the city wall, a steady stream of soldiers would climb the wall and fight hand-to-hand with the Sarande soldiers. And these already discouraged Sarande soldiers were simply unable to fight hand-to-hand with the enemy. If they fought hand-to-hand, Wals would definitely be defeated.
In Falvia under the city wall, he rode his beloved warhorse, which had pure white hair. It was a top-class horse. On the left and right were his capable generals. This time he brought all the generals of the lords. In addition to his own capable generals, there were 12 more capable generals.
These 12 capable generals were all the capable generals of the Lord of Alva, the Pearl of Light. When recruiting them to participate in the siege of Sharez, Falvia had decided to let these 12 capable generals charge together with her own men.
Thinking of this, Falvia's eyes suddenly became sharp. He stared at the city wall, looking for someone from left to right and from right to left. That was Wals who had ambushed and attacked him. So far, he was the only one who could be his opponent in this city.
Although her troops had fought with Wals during the day, so her soldiers must be tired, but the other side was also tired. The two sides fought again in the same tired situation, and Falvia wanted to catch Wals off guard.
The wind tonight brought gusts of coldness. Behind Falvia were 12 fully armed generals. Some of them held huge swords, some held sickles, javelins and blades, and their heavy armor showed that they were all fully armed heavy warriors.
Not only are there 12 fully armed warriors, but Falvia also has his own capable subordinates near him. If these people rush up to the city wall together, I wonder how much ability Wals will have to withstand their attack.
"Lackman! I know you once had a feud with a general under Walls. In this battle, you will fight him in person. Paynes, Mattson, each of you will find the strongest opponent and stop his capable generals. I will go into battle myself to deal with Walls."
Falvia began to give orders to her subordinates. On the city wall, Wals seemed to see everything. Although the moonlight was dim, under the cover of darkness, Wals still saw this unusual group of people one by one. Their cold temperament and flowing movements made people feel that they were definitely a special forces.
Suddenly, Wals broke out in a cold sweat. He knew that these were not special forces, but generals from all parties recruited from the lord's hands, because the weapons they held were different, and the armor they wore was not all standard armor.
In this case, if they climbed the city wall, a massacre would surely begin. Wals hurriedly ordered his Nordic royal guards to move closer to him and concentrate their firepower to prepare for a decisive battle with Falvia. At the same time, the three siege towers seemed to be approaching the city wall. The largest siege tower, which was like a mountain, was burning and about to collapse, but he still approached the city wall with his last breath. The Wals soldiers standing on the city wall looked at this siege tower in confusion. They didn't understand why this siege tower was trying so hard to get to the front? Now it has been burned beyond recognition. I'm afraid that in the next second, this siege tower will collapse.
Except for Wals and his group who saw through this plan, no one else present understood it. The three siege towers had already approached the city wall, and they were moving much faster than the mountain-like siege tower, because behind these siege towers were the most elite and powerful soldiers pushing them.
Wals quickly called his most capable general, Amyrida, and the lords such as Airen, who gathered around Wals. The siege towers approached the city wall with a bang. The first siege tower had already placed their siege ladders on the city wall. Then, the soldiers of Sarande surged up like a tide.
"Hurry up, Emilida, lead some people to stop them. I can feel that there are some strong opponents among these Sarande soldiers. There is no doubt that they are all capable generals under the Sarande rebel lord. Emilida hopes that you can deal with them carefully."
Emilida nodded, not daring to worry about what Wals said. Soon he led a team of Nordic royal guards to the vicinity of the first siege tower. But in the next second, the second siege tower was close to the city wall. When Wals ordered the archers to shoot at a siege tower, it might not be as easy as the first time, because just now, he had used a lot of arrows on the mountain-like siege tower. In this case, the remaining arrows might not be enough to destroy the three siege towers in front of him.
It turned out that Sultan Hakim had lost too many military supplies due to repeated defeats in battles.