Chapter 831: The battlefield in memory (1)

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Two years ago, the border between Crancia and the empire was Fengxiao

Province.

The rainstorm lasted days and nights, and the room was dim even during the

day, and it was necessary to light candles for auxiliary lighting.

In the military camp outside the city, General Antar was staring at the map at

the table, watching several movable flags and sand dunes on the simulated

terrain.

At this time, the curtain of the tent was pulled open, and an officer in a

waterproof cloak walked in. The heavy rain outside hit the ground, splashing

high water, and the cool and moist wind brought in with the officer.

"Report to the general."

"Enter."

"What's the situation?" The general looked up from the supported map.

"It's not very good, the other side guards it very tightly and relies on the

city wall to guard it."

In the continuous rainy weather, it is difficult to siege the city, but this

Croatian unit has been trapped here for a long time. If it is delayed, it will

delay the fighter.

"We must regain the city so that we can clear the obstacles to logistical

supplies and continue to march."

In the wide open hood, the general told the staff members of the strategic

points, and then began to discuss a solution.

"Perhaps, it can only be attacked at night, and the rain will become our

cover."

The next night, braving the darkness of the night, a group of Crancia soldiers

wearing waterproof cloaks approached the city wall carefully, and at this time

they also found a large magic lamp shining on the city wall.

The headlights protected by these metal cages are alchemy creations. They are

filled with energy and can stay on all night long.

"This Count Timberwolf is very cautious." Outside the city wall, several

people lowered their bodies, hiding in the dark and communicating in a low

voice.

"I cast a spell to cover you guys, and then buried this new explosive under

the city wall."

"Yes." Then several soldiers proficient in lurking leaned forward holding the

backpack wrapped in oil paper.

Maybe it was luck that night, they were not discovered by the other party.

Afterwards, the explosives detonated and the rain broke through the weather

and waves, bang—

The heavy gray stone bricks were shattered by the explosion, and the city wall

collapsed, forming a V-shaped gap.

"Go!"

After the rain curtain, many soldiers took the lead, braving the rain, pouring

into this narrow gap with spears and halberds.

After they entered, they directly chopped down a small number of guards who

had rushed to hear the sound, and then kept pouring in. But when half of the

people entered, an orange fireball broke through the night rain, slowly

falling on the gap and bursting.

The high-temperature flames evaporated the rainwater, turning the stone into

red and hot, and the advancing troops were also cut off on the spot.

"Hahaha!" Then there was a burst of laughter, and a group of soldiers from the

Crimson Empire appeared on the top of the house. They took bows and arrows and

a few muskets to attack the Croatian soldiers below.

"Die here!" Looking at the armored soldiers in the rain, an imperial nobleman

exclaimed excitedly from the top of the high tower.

The fierce and cruel street fighting began.

The battle did not go to any side of the expectation. The soldiers of Crancia

who entered the city did not expect an ambush, and the Imperial soldiers were

also surprised that these people still did not give up and retreat in the face

of the full ambush and sniper attack.

"Kill!" The rain screamed through the night.

Holding up their shields, soldiers climbed toward the city wall. In the gaps

crowded by the gravel, they brandished torches soaked in kerosene to fight the

incoming enemy forces.

Following the back in front of the head, one soldier piled up, his fingers

firmly buckled into the rubble, and they continued to climb in the rain. On

the way, teammates were hit by arrows and bullets from the enemy and fell down

from time to time.

They must support their companions in the city in time, or they would have

died in vain in this battle.

In the sky, several meteor-like fireballs rose up and went straight into the

night sky, briefly exploding rain clouds and shining the earth. A dozen or so

wizards of the Star Alliance ventured into the air, calling for the dazzling

magic flash to support the allies below.

"Kill them!" In the face of these mages, in the city where the empire was

stationed, a few long-horned owl feather eagles carried elite soldiers into

the night sky.

They are the'Jungle Eagle Guards' under the command of the Earl of

Timberwolves. Although they are not many in number, they are all elites of

Sequence 5 and above.

Under the resistance of these warcraft knights, some wizards were pierced by

thrown forest spears and fell from the sky into the rain.

"Fire! Fire!" Under the dark city wall, the soldiers of Crancia aimed at the

monster above their heads and fired bullets, forcing the opponent to fly high

and gaining a chance to dodge their own mage.

In the cold rain, the two sides began to fight around the city wall, and

people continued to fall down, but there were still soldiers on Crancia's side

to keep up.

So until dawn.

The morale of the defenders in the city finally collapsed, and they began to

rout and retreat. They surrounded the earl and evacuated to another city gate.

"Don't let them go!" In the early morning mist, a group of armored cavalry

passed through the city gate and fled to the northeast. Behind them were the

voices of the Crancia soldiers.

"Oh, you guys wait."

Count Timberwolves swung his whip fiercely, speeding forward. He sent a

message when he was attacked last night, this meeting should have

reinforcements. The opponent is a well-known legion commander in the empire.

Although he despises his origin, he still trusts his combat ability.

The horseshoe stepped on the dew-filled grass, and the fog in the air made

people feel a little chill.

Suddenly, a neat sound of horseshoes came from the fog, which shocked the

pedestrian. Could it be that the chasing soldiers had surrounded them from the

front?

In anxiety, those dark figures suddenly leaped out of the fog. The armor

covering the whole body was extremely black steel, and the face was also

enveloped in a helmet like a grid of layers, which the cavalry held in their

hands. Riding a lance with red and black dark blood, coming from the mist,

like a terrorist legion from hell.

"Dulce." Whispering this hateful and scary name in a low voice, Earl

Timberwolves waved his arm and asked his entourage to quickly report the

situation.

"I got it." A man with a firm expression pulled his mask, then raised his

right hand. For a brief moment, he could even hear the sound of pulling away

the air.

"Blood Spear Knights, go forward!" The voice was like thunder.

"drink!"

A group of cavalry responded loudly, and then they began to accelerate, faster

and faster, just like black and red afterimages passing by in the mist.

These cavalry from ** rushed towards the lost city.

While the Crancia soldiers were still dealing with the resistance in the city

and cleaning the battlefield, these cavalry forces suddenly rushed into the

city. The lances in their hands directly pierced these soldiers in the air,

tore them in the air, and then beheaded them.

The situation in the city was also suddenly reversed at this moment. These

cavalry regiments from the central part of the empire were elite regiments

directly under the royal family. Under the leadership of the famous general

Dulce, they were like a broken sword and changed the battlefield situation.

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