Time travel rebellion, I'm serious

"kill!"

A Han soldier equipped with militiamen chopped down a Rakshasa barbarian with one knife. With blood flowing all over his body and his ferocious face, he looked like an evil ghost in the light of torches in the dark night.

In fact, it was not just the Han army, but also the Rakshasa barbarians. This battle lasted from day to night. The Rakshasa barbarians were the first to invest the serf soldiers. By this time, they had already suffered all their casualties. Now those who rushed to fight were mercenaries and standing troops. .

As for the Han army, it can be seen from the attire of the defending soldiers that the soldiers suffered heavy losses during the day and have withdrawn to rest.

On the Rakshasa barbarian side, Baron Bernard, who was the vanguard commander, had withdrawn from the battle order due to the heavy losses of the vanguard army, and was replaced by the young Viscount Henrietta to personally command.

There was nothing that could be done about it. The fact that the Han army could persist under such an attack had already cast a shadow on the heart of young Viscount Henrietta. The memory of that battle had resurfaced in his mind.

He was vaguely afraid, which was why he personally supervised the battle and had to attack continuously even at night.

Although he doesn't know what the inner demon is, he definitely knows that if he can't win the Peak Pass in one go this time, then his people will be useless in the future, and the honor of the Henrietta family will be tarnished.

"We're adding a standing regiment!"

In the camp, little Viscount Henrietta issued orders coldly, ignoring the casualties of his own troops.

So in the dark night, a standing regiment of two thousand people quickly rushed through the blockade with torches, and then rushed towards the city wall.

As for the blockade, it is still the same as before. Once a wave of stone bullets flies over, there will be no more attacks. This is almost a tacit understanding between the two sides.

Similarly, the soldiers at the front of the Rakshasa barbarians who had retreated due to heavy battle losses would also suffer such an attack.

But there is no way. In this dark night, the fortress on the top of the mountain is more difficult to attack, and the mercenaries have long been withdrawn.

"Go, go, go!"

As the new standing regiment arrived, the officers immediately ordered a rapid charge, using military orders to force these soldiers to forget the hell-like scene around them.

After fighting for a whole day, the battle was too fierce. There were uncarried corpses everywhere under the city wall. They were lying there in disorder, which even affected the army's attack.

Under the city wall, especially under the ladders, corpses were piled into hills, telling the ruthlessness of war.

"call out!"

The rocks kept roaring in the dark night, accompanied by the sound of hitting the ground and the screams of the people who were hit, telling the story of this hell-like scene.

At this time, the Rakshasaman's shield vehicles were basically lost, and almost all of the trebuchets were also lost.

And what about the Han army?

After a day of intensive use of the five gravity trebuchets, only two are still functioning. The remaining three are of no value even for emergency repairs and can only be dismantled and burned to avoid falling into the hands of the enemy.

As for the more than thirty simple trebuchets arranged under the city wall, after the Rakshasa barbarians attacked the city wall, the archers facing the Rakshasa barbarians could no longer play a greater role.

"Come on!"

The Rakshasa barbarians held their torches high and charged quickly toward other ladders, staggering carefully to avoid corpses one after another. Then with two loud sounds, two stone bullets weighing a hundred kilograms swept past, killing them even if they touched them. The bodies were all torn apart.

"kill!"

A hoarse voice accompanied by a spear ended the life of one Rakshasa, and another Rakshasa had already taken his place.

All the broken ladders were already piled with corpses of Han soldiers and Rakshasa barbarians. They were unable to advance or retreat at every step. On this narrow city wall, it was life and death within a small area.

Only then can we see what elites are and whether their equipment is good or bad.

At least many times the Han army died in battle, usually because the armor was so damaged that it no longer had any protective effect. As for the Rakshasa barbarians, even wearing armor could not stop the Han army's two shots.

"Pfft!"

In fact, up to this point in the battle, the Rakshasa Barbarians can still have relatively complete weapons and equipment because they have always had a complete complement of personnel. However, at this time, the Han army used more spears and lances, and weapons such as knives were basically abandoned. At this time, the knife is no longer as good as the archer's war hammer.

Far away from the city wall, the soldiers who had withdrawn from the Han army were taking the time to rest. The high-intensity fighting during the day had exhausted their last bit of energy. Now the defense could only be left to the militiamen.

Looking at their armor, they were tattered and covered with blood and stuck pieces of flesh. It was unclear whether they belonged to their comrades, the enemy or themselves.

Such a high-intensity battle caused some soldiers to fall asleep and never wake up again. However, the fighting on the city wall still continued, and the only two gravity trebuchets were still barely holding on. Now they are no longer able to bear it. heavy burden.

"How many new forces do we have that we can put in?"

Inside the headquarters, the battalion commander's eyes were red. A whole day of high-intensity command had made him feel haggard. If it weren't for the assistance of the deputy battalion commander and Jijiu, he would have died of exhaustion alone.

"No more. The enemy's non-stop attacks are just to drag us to death. Now our soldiers and militiamen have basically all entered the battlefield."

"hateful!"

The battalion commander punched the table hard. Their city wall was still too low and their number was still too small. They had no way to deal with such an attack by the enemy.

"How about we let the soldiers give up their rest and go back to the wall?"

Someone whispered a suggestion, but it was completely rejected.

"No, it's all up to them during the day. In this case, they have no strength to fight anymore!"

The battle during the day is actually the most cruel and stressful. After all, the enemy has hundreds of trebuchets constantly threatening them, as well as those fanatic believers who regard death as new life. As long as the soldiers' equipment is good enough and their willpower Be firm enough, otherwise you would have been defeated long ago.

After all, the militiamen who assisted in the defense came one after another, and they did not dare to invest too much at once.

It's better now. As time goes by, the enemy's fanatical followers are gone, and the trebuchets have been basically destroyed. Only then can a large number of militiamen go to the city wall to fight the Rakshasa barbarians.

It's a pity that the Rakshasa barbarians are now investing in standing armies, whose combat effectiveness is not much different from that of the militiamen, and there is a steady stream of them, which makes the battle extremely difficult.

After looking around, the battalion commander gritted his teeth and said, "We can't go on like this. Let's go in person and try to drive the enemy away at once!"

There is no other way. If we don't drive the enemy down and burn the ladder, the battle will never end, and the enemy will continue to attack.

"All men in armor!"

Jijiu agreed with the battalion commander's decision. After all, there were two squadrons of over a hundred people in the guard force within the headquarters. Together with their commanders and fighters, they were an extremely powerful force in this situation.

"The two squadrons will be led by me and Jijiu respectively to attack from both sides!"

With a simple arrangement, the battalion commander and Jijiu led a part of the generals, deputy battalion commanders and guard squadrons respectively, and rushed from the headquarters to both sides.

Among them, the battalion commander, Jijiu, deputy battalion commander, and generals all possess internal strength, so their armors all have at least two layers, while the battalion commander and Jijiu have three layers of armor.

For a time, a formation was formed with the battalion commander and Jijiu as the vanguard, the deputy battalion commander and the staff general guarding the left and right, and other guards followed closely. The enemy was crushed in an instant, and then the militiamen quickly swarmed up, Block the gap tightly.

"set fire!"

Along with the kerosene, these remaining ladders were ignited with raging fires one by one, and because they were burned at all costs, a large amount of kerosene was dumped, causing the bodies below to burn.

In this case, the standing army was ultimately inferior to the serf soldiers and cowered forward, while the battalion commander and the two teams of Jijiu were still quickly clearing the enemies on the city wall.

"Those are the elites of the Han army, kill them!"

The Rakshasa knights were very keen and immediately gave orders to the remaining trebuchets.

Perhaps it was a fluke, but a stone hit the charging Jijiu's head impartially.

"boom!"

"Sacrifice wine!!!"