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Chapter 563 Werewolf

The second huge stone smashed into the city battlements and rolled all the way from the city wall into the city. Then with a bang, it smashed through the roof of a house near the city wall. Wherever it passed, bones were crushed into mud and shattered. The stones were like missiles thrown from a sling, and the defenders were so shocked that they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

Then came the third one.

As a knight raised the battle ax in his hand and cut the rope fiercely, the heavy weight box suddenly fell under the action of gravity, like a seesaw, throwing the other end of the pole, including the stone bullets embedded in the leather, violently Throw it away hard.

I saw this huge stone. It was obvious that its flight path was very eccentric, and it would most likely fall on the houses in the city. However, at the critical moment, it seemed to be blown away by the wind, and it hit directly on the side of the house that was blocked by the first stone bullet. on the tower.

This time, it was no longer immune. The entire masonry structure collapsed, and the ballistas, catapults, and stored ordnance placed on it crashed down.

Although the soldiers under the tower began to hide as early as when the first stone hit, the stone did not cause much damage to the defenders.

But this bombardment seemed to have hit the already shaky morale of the Saracen defenders.

"Holy fire, are these Frankish barbarians' slings so accurate?"

"Is it really their god who is blessing them?"

On the other hand, under the city, cheers and applause from the Crusaders followed with every shell hit.

A trace of shame flashed across Lavinia's face. She understood the truth, but if it were so easy to practice it, she wouldn't be who she is.

But unlike Lavinia, when she was training as an assassin at Saluzzo's house, there was a lot of blood on her hands.

"No need to apologize to me, Nia. Your Excellency once said that there is no just war in this era, not the Crusaders, nor the Saracens. The Copts in Egypt do not need the Crusaders we represent to save them. But Nia, you should believe that adults are different from other people.”

"Law, shock!"

Cherinina, a former assassin of the Saluzzo family, has a very kind heart, which was shown when she recruited refugees to her territory.

"You also know that the future historical trajectory may not be completely consistent with this world, but I believe that if adults rule the world, it will be better than before - even if it is just a little better, it is worth our efforts."

Lavinia couldn't help but look away from Cherinina. She hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand and pointed at the enemy defenders at the top of the city, her lips lightly parted.

She turned her cheek slightly, with a serious look on her face, and her pretty face, as clear as jade, became more and more crystal clear under the moonlight: "Nia, maybe it will be a little offensive for me to say this. But if you restrain yourself in everything, it will only lead to greater consequences. "

Lavinia couldn't help but look sideways: "Nina, was it you who did it just now?"

Here.

But even so, he had no intention of starting a strong attack directly.

Lavinia stared into the wolf girl's eyes.

Cherinina said "Yeah" with an indifferent expression. After becoming an elite, she unlocked the second skill "Blast". This skill is similar to Fringilla's blood magic specialization and can be used in all aspects.

"I'm sorry, I'll try my best to get over it."

The garrison strength of Semanud City has been extremely empty. On the city wall facing them, a rough count shows that there are only a few hundred defenders, of which less than one-third are wearing armor. Most of them are just civilians. Conscripted militia.

The other party's tone was very firm, and his eyes were full of determination.

"I, I understand."

Lothar did not notice Lavinia's actions.

She whispered: "War should be a matter of soldiers and should not affect civilians. I know this is impossible - but at least, it should affect less."

Wearing a golden mask, he was standing in front of a giant trebuchet, silently observing the situation at the top of the city.

Indeed, there are many examples of siege battles that ended with far less damage than the defenders.

But that was either after a long siege, the defenders ran out of food, or even killed each other, or the enemy's defenses were not strong enough and the walls were destroyed by trebuchets.

But Semanud City cannot. Although the defenders were weak, the lethality of those towers and the defensive equipment placed behind the battlements should not be underestimated.

No matter how brave the knight is, no matter how strong the armor is, he may be burned into a torch by a pot of fire oil or smashed to pieces by a thrown stone when he climbs the city.

Although most of the siege equipment summoned by Prajna are covered with fireproof, flame-retardant leather or thin iron sheets, these things are better than nothing.

At this time, he was in the same predicament as Governor Mahli, because the cavalry brought by his command were all the best under his command. Even if he exchanged one for twenty or thirty enemies, it was really a big deal. Buying and selling at a loss.

"Sir, should we prepare to attack?"

Lothar shook his head: "There's no rush, it's still early, and the enemy has no reinforcements. Let's wait for a trebuchet bombardment to destroy the enemy's defensive equipment as much as possible."

He sank down, and his whole body was like a sculpture, sitting on the giant horse of Eclipse. The golden mask he wore showed a full sense of oppression, which made the Saracens at the head of the city even look at him. One glance made me feel terrified, and my liver and gallbladder were about to burst.

"Is this the Crusader Devil Archduke?"

"Yes, that's him, golden mask, one-horned ghost horse - he even killed the dragon!"

After the trebuchets had been bombarding for a while, the accompanying cavalry had rested and asked for battle, and Lothar finally agreed.

The shelling just now seemed huge, but the real losses caused to the enemy were still limited, and more of them were reflected in morale.

After all, Semanud City is a fortified city. Even if a counterweighted trebuchet wants to knock down a section of the city wall or break through the enemy's city gate, it is not that easy; otherwise, how can there be such a long-lasting thing? , a siege that would last for months or even years?

"Hans, Model, you two each lead a team of iron pagodas, and a team of armored archers each push a siege tower closer. Use your bows and arrows to kill the enemy defenders at the top of the city and suppress the enemy."

As soon as he finished speaking, he added: "Veneto, the enemy has a moat. In this battle, you will lead a group of dismounted knights and hide under the baffle of the battering ram. The goal is to cut off the drawbridge and breach the enemy's city gate."

Not long after the order was passed, the team moved.

The siege towers summoned by Prajna are all giant towers with a height of more than ten meters and a three-story structure. Among them, the shooting holes on the second and third floors can be aimed at the city head and shoot. Compared with the enemy's city wall, the highest floor is It's even more condescending.

Limited by the moat, the siege tower cannot really get close to the enemy's city wall, but it can also act as a mobile fortress to suppress the enemy's mostly unarmored militia defenders, making it difficult to counterattack.

A group of knights on foot led by Veneto were the main force in the siege. These knights, fully armed and wearing Saint Lazarus-style robes, held up kite shields and quickly formed a tortoise-shell formation like those of retained veterans.

The knights in the front row hid under the roof of the siege vehicle, pushing the huge siege vehicle forward slowly.

As the three giant siege engines continued to approach, the Saracen soldiers, who were already tightening their bowstrings, panicked. Some of them stretched their bows and fired arrows even though they were still far away. Naturally, they even reached the enemy's side. Neither can be touched, and the arrows are wasted in vain.

Wait until the siege tower is close.

Just hear a bang.

A hidden catapult at the top of the city showed its power.

This catapult was very lucky to hit the siege tower. Unfortunately, the catapult was too small, and the projectile it fired was only 30 kilograms. After hitting the siege tower, it was actually bounced off by the iron sheet above. Got out.

Hans clung to the handrails in the siege tower. He did not push the cart below, but went up to the top floor of the tower in advance. This stone throw, although not big, still hit the soles of his feet like an earthquake. Average.

He stood firm and let out a sigh of relief.

Quietly waiting for the siege tower to approach.

His intention was obvious, which was to wait until the siege tower was close to the city wall, jump over the three-meter-wide moat from here, and climb directly onto the city!

Hans has been in battle for a long time, so he can naturally see that the enemy's morale is reaching its limit, and this is just the straw that breaks the camel's back!

On the other side, Veneto, who was pushing the siege truck, had similar intentions.

He held a two-handed battle ax in his hand, just waiting to cut the iron cables of the suspension bridge, and when the battering ram smashed through the city gate, he was the first to rush into the city and fight.

Not only the two werewolves under Lothar thought so, but also the third one at the top of the city!

(End of this chapter)