Chapter 183: Countless casualties

Author: Leader of Tofu Brain Salted Party

Chapter 183: Countless casualties

"Henry!" Viscount Crow, who was hurriedly put on armor, rushed to the sunken city wall with a group of nobles, and happened to see the scene of his brother being shot by John's flying knife and falling to the ground.

The officer Henry, who was held in Crow's arms, widened his eyes and wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak a word. It turned out that he had already swallowed his last breath.

"Everyone, please fight bravely and be loyal to the principality!" Khalil looked as usual, calmly commanding the nobles to lead the private army to the battlefield.

Viscount Crowe's red eyes came to the two priests:

"If you can help me to kill my brother again, I can guarantee that from now on, there will be no citizen in my territory that is not a believer of the Crown."

In the past, the gods were silent, and no miracles appeared for a long time. The power of the Wind God Church also shrank again and again. In order to show loyalty to the royal power, the nobles naturally kept a distance from the church.

There is no good idea for the branch of the Wind God Church in Andrea. On the surface, everyone is still a good believer under the crown, and there is never a shortage of church taxes, so they can only accept it.

Now that the power of the God of the Crown is coming back to the world, the church is also in a state of regrouping. How can it not be a good opportunity for missionaries to show their skills?

Of course, Viscount Cro did not make a judgment made by the momentary passionate one's blood, but saw that the Wind God Church would regain power and just turned to the scene.

When the two priests in the green robe heard this, they looked at each other and nodded slightly.

When you encounter someone who takes the initiative to surrender, there is naturally no reason to push it out.

The invisible wind spread into the battlefield, and the magical craft derived from authority showed its power, and the casualties of the warriors suddenly rose.

The knights and nobles, with their own knight orders, burst out colorful fighting spirits and pushed back towards the army of warriors on the city wall.

Although the border province is poor and weaker than the other five provinces, the entire province is even more than two or three million people than the "Devon" which is being attacked by Andrea's counterattack army.

But there were three nails on the broken ship. For the sake of life, these nobles tightened their belts and collected more than 5,000 knights, and hired the famous "Tommahawk Mercenary Group".

In addition, there were more than 10,000 knights among the first reinforcements of the Principality.

Before the war, there were more than 17,000 fighting knights in Budapest.

In the past round of artillery bombing, more than a thousand knights on the charge of the Western City Wall could not immediately show the majesty of the iron armored heavy cavalry, and then evaporated to the spot.

There are more than 10,000 extraordinary knights that Harriel has rushed to gather.

For a time, relying on the limited space of the city wall and the gathering of strong people, he sacrificed his life and refused to let the warrior army go a little further, and it was quite stance to drive it off the city wall.

“Woooooo~”

Under the desolate and majestic slogan, the warriors retreated one after another and evacuated the city wall in an orderly manner.

Viscount Crow was overjoyed: "Asia is just like this, she has no blood and courage at all, and she dares to invade my borders.

Brothers, rush for me and kill me?" As he said that, he was about to lead the Knights out of the city to pursue him.

Harriel frowned. Although he couldn't see how many enemy troops were under the night, he thought that there were many people, so how could he retreat so easily?

"Slowly, Viscount Crowe, calm down, there may be a fraud!" Halil stopped.

"Your Excellency, you are so informed. What can a regime that lucky enough usurps the country?..."

Before Viscount Crow finished speaking, a small officer who was lucky enough to survive under the bombardment of magic artillery saw a terrifying light coming from a distance, and shouted: "Let's go! Leave down!"

Viscount Crow wondered: "What did you say?"

“BOOM——!”

The thunderous explosion sounded again throughout the night, and a flowering bullet hit Viscount Cro's head a few meters above it, and suddenly exploded, shooting steel balls and broken iron pieces into the surroundings.

"grass!"

Viscount Crow subconsciously released his fighting spirit, and the blue fighting spirit kept wrapping around his body. Although it was blown up, it could be regarded as protecting Crow's life.

But a large number of trainee knights around who have not reached the official knights and cannot release their fighting spirits will be miserable.

Under the dense and bright flames and huge roar, in an instant, the explosion's shock wave caused violent vibrations in the air, and hundreds of knights were sieves by strong shock waves and explosives.

Fragments, bones and meat slices are sprayed at high speed, forming killing circular areas with larger radii.

The solid stone city wall, which had already lost the protection of the magic circle, was also greatly shocked, with cracks appearing and countless gravel residues collapsed.

"Retreat! Retreat! Go down the city wall!" Khalil Xia was so angry that he was the most elite extraordinary knights in the Principality and the foundation of the nobles of the Principality!

After this round of bombing, more than two thousand knights were taken.

After another round of artillery attack, Harrier, who had left nearly 4,000 knight bodies, scattered into the city with the remaining troops, obviously still having the idea of ​​street fighting.

The priests who were driving the "Wind Breath Shield" magic trick did not dare to stay. This saturated bombing could not withstand the amount of recovery potion.

The third-level sequential priest is not as good as a Earth Knight, and he is definitely incapable of resisting shells in his body.

"Stop the shelling and seize the city gate!" Salter immediately ordered the use of magic cannons to stop.

A moment later, Salt stood on the west wall, watching the army of warriors under his command accepting batches of standing army captives, and then looking at the darkness in the city that was invisible, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, Salt saw John, a big-eyed soldier who had previously shown his courage, called him and asked, "John, right?"

"Yes, sir." John replied.

"What do you think of this siege?" asked Salter.

John thought carefully: "We only achieved a half of the victory goal, and the next street battle will be more difficult."

"So Is there any way to help us win at the least cost?"

John remained silent for a while before saying, "Sorry, sir, I have no choice."

"No, tell me your expression, you have it. Tell me your thoughts, this is the order!"

John's face went from hesitation to struggle, and then to perseverance, and he slowly said, "Burning the city!"

"Ha, John, I really read you right. You are a natural war embryo. I will recommend you to Your Majesty."

John closed his eyes and murmured, "May the God of Justice forgive me, I just follow the duty of a soldier..."

The God's name that Zhong Ming tried his best to promote was not as fast as some unexpected nicknames.

"Okay, okay, you guys are pretending to me. There are no civilians in this city now, and this city is now a simple strategic fortress, which will not hurt your conscience."

John was obviously relieved, and after saluting, he turned around and continued to take over the captives.

The fierce and bloody street battle is about to begin.
Chapter completed!