Seven Dragon Chronicle October 25, 1033 at 12:39, West of the Duchy of Tiling, Fort Georgia

As an important barrier to the southwest of the Duchy of Tiling, Fort Georgia, a giant heavy artillery fortress located in the north of the largest forest in the south of the Principality, is only 70 kilometers away from the City of Learning. It can be said to be the defense core of the entire principality's southwest and even the entire western part.

Although the fortress was built on a plain without any geographical advantage, Fort Georgia has a very strange advantage. Just two hundred meters north of the fortress stands a peak about two hundred meters high, not even a mountain. It can only be called the highland - Campbell Noor.

It is said that the great duke of the Principality valued this point and chose to spend a lot of manpower and material resources to build the fortress here. Of course, there were the solid fortifications and dozens of fortresses on the Campbellau Heights.

But this is not the end. The Tiling people secretly built deep underground passages between the fortress and the highlands, making the two separate defense bases a connected defense system. This result makes any enemy wanting to attack the fortress and the highlands alone a fantasy. Either they don’t fight, and they must capture the fortress and the highlands at the same time as they fight. But this is very difficult for any army without an overwhelming number...

It is not realistic to bypass the fortress, because nearly 150,000 troops and nearly half of the Knights of the Principality were stationed on the fortress and the high ground. Bypassing the fortress means leaving the attacking troops behind the enemy, and the force required to siege this huge fortress is enough to drive any general crazy.

However, the reason why the Tiling people worked so hard to build the Georgia Fortress is actually very simple, because after the fortress, there is a real plain that is completely flat and has no danger to guard, and the capital of Tiling, the Xueshi City.

This means that once the fortress is lost, the enemy will approach the city of Xueshi. It is precisely because of the humiliating history of the past that Grand Duke Tiling established the Georgia Fort and stationed heavy troops in order to provide the last line of defense to the southwest of the capital of the Duke of Tiling.

Boom boom boom boom!

But at this time, the fortress, which was regarded as pride by the Tilings, ushered in the strongest challenger. With the huge roar, the flames ejected from the black muzzle of the magic cannon made the entire fortress and even the entire earth begin to tremble. In the thick smoke, there were different colors and different styles, but the cross flags with unified standards fluttered in the wind. The believers of Ellath once again killed each other in its name and under its banner.

"General Fernan! The damage to the city walls and the fortress on the south side has been very serious! The crossbowman has also been killed or injured more than half of the time. The commander of the legion asked me to ask you for help, hoping to get support!"

In the command post of Fort Georgia, nearly a hundred staff officers were busy like hardworking bees. In front of a huge map, there was a tall and sturdy momentum all over his body. You could tell the middle-aged general who had been through a long battle formation just by looking at it.

But at this moment, there was a bloody soldier supported by medical soldiers.

"I understand. I have sent a team of archers to support me. You can go down and treat me first."

"yes……"

After the soldiers were helped away, the guard of Fort Georgia, the most famous general of the Duchy of Tiling, Earl of Fernan, couldn't help but sigh secretly, then turned around and glanced at the busy crowd in the command post.

"It's really difficult..."

What made Fernan say this is naturally the uneasiness and loss on everyone's faces. In fact, not only the people here, but everyone in the fortress is like this, depressed, uneasy, and panic... Logically speaking, the soldiers stationed in the fortress are all elites in the public. Even if the enemy is ten times more than ten times more, they will not show this state, but...

"Oh... there is no way. This time the enemy is the Lord... it's hard for everyone."

What makes the army uneasy is the power of faith. Although many people are dissatisfied with some of the great and depravity of the Church of Light, when they are about to resist face to face, few people dare to do it, and they even dare not even think about it. This is because the fortress is an elite legion. If it were an ordinary human legion, facing the cross, the cross flag, the crusader representing the Dragon of Light... it would be a blessing to not collapse. At least in the eyes of most people, the Church of Light represents the omniscient and omnipotent Lord.

"Report to the general! Enemy... The enemy's griffin legion's attack on the west wall has increased, and the commander there requests support..."

When the staff officer said the word "enemy", not only did his tone become lighter, but he even showed a look of fear on his face.

So, Fernan's sense of powerlessness became stronger.

"Support? Didn't you support it only once before? It is said that the loss is not large, so why do you always need support?"

"This... is said to..."

The staff officer hesitated. Seeing the awkward expression on his face, Fernan had already guessed seven or eight points in his heart, so he waved his hand gently and sighed:

“Say it…”

"It is said that... many soldiers... are unwilling to fight back, and even... there is even a crossbow brigade that almost mutiny, and the gendarmerie can't suppress it, so they can only continue to ask for support..."

"well!"

With a heavy sigh, Earl Fernan, who was already over fifty years old, seemed a little older. He had expected this situation before. The Grand Duke originally proposed to resist the oppression of the church, but he did not disagree. He just felt that the time had not yet come, and most of the citizens of the Principality still trusted the church very much. In addition, the Principality's strength was not as strong as the Duke of Falcon, enough to fight against the church. However, the Grand Duke did not obey his advice. Instead, he set a line with Helesh, trying to offset the influence of the church with the power of the necromancer. He also naively believed that Helesh would fight the church to the death...

Unfortunately, it seems that the Grand Duke not only did not expel the tiger from the front door, but also put a wolf in the back door. In addition to fighting with the church for a few battles at the beginning, the Necromancer basically stopped moving, and only focused on strengthening the rule of the control area.

"The Lord is really going to steal chickens and lose some rice..."

"General, that support..."

"Change a reserve swordsman camp to go... How is the situation in Campbellnow Heights?"

"The situation there is pretty good, the enemy has only used a small number of troops to restrain it."

"Hmm? No reason? Barritt couldn't be unclear about the importance of Campbellnow Heights, why..."

Soon, Fernan fell into deep thought, but the staff officer did not walk away immediately. Instead, hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and asked in a low voice:

"General, General..."

"Oh...what else?"

"Will we really want to resist the Lord? The Pope didn't say that, but... to drive away the undead... After all, they are pagans. Will we fall into Sergo after death?"

Fernan was silent when he faced the staff officer's words. He didn't know how to explain it. At this time, the only thought in his heart was only one.

"Do your best and leave your destiny..."

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"Report to the Marshal! [Sacred Wings] The Griffon Legion has cleared a clearing in the city wall to the west, and at the same time, some defenders have turned against each other!"

"Report to the Marshal! A gap of about five meters has been blasted out on the south wall! Now the Knights of Blade of Light are attacking the gap!"

"Report to the Marshal! A large number of fallen soldiers appeared in the wall on the east side! Now the city is in chaos!"

In the crusade camp not far from the front line, Marshal Barrit, the commander-in-chief of the crusade battle, was discussing the siege battle with a large group of knights. Upon hearing this series of news, Barrit did not show an expression of excitement, but asked calmly:

"How is the enemy's artillery fire?"

"It's still very fierce. Basically, a team will be pushed down within a few minutes."

"Well... it's true that avoiding Campbellnow Heights is unrealistic."

Hearing Barritt's words, a paladin asked in confusion:

"Then why are you... just attacking the Campbellnow Heights with a small number of troops?"

"Haha, because Fort Georgia and Campbellnow Heights are connected, our troops cannot attack both places at the same time, but now their main forces should have been attracted to the fortress, so our ambush..."

Speaking of this, Barritt showed a faint smile on his face.

"...Although there are very few, they are the most elite. I think they should be able to easily take down Campbellnow Heights."

"ambush!?"

Everyone was stunned, and they could not think of any other way to take away the remaining power of the highland that was no less than any fortress in one fell swoop.

"That's right, the ambush that arrived just three days ago... the Holy Cabinet and the Holy Crown of Thorns!"

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Boom boom boom boom!

"The direction adjustment is completed! The landing point is corrected! Open fire! Open fire!"

The Campbellnow Heights are not not a big highland, but on this high ground that is only the size of a football field, a large number of fortifications are built with countless hard granite, and there are also the turret positions half buried on the surface.

With the issuance of commands, countless flashes passed, the terrifying shelling would fall on the heads of the crusaders not far away.

"Hey, will we be punished by God like this...?"

After a bombardment, the soldiers began to skillfully load shells made of magic crystals, but during the loading process, some whispers inevitably drifted away.

"Ahhh! Who knows... the pastors in our town often tell me that those who resist the Lord will be thrown into the magma of Sergo after death..."

"Don't, don't scare me..."

Hearing his companion's words, the soldier immediately shook his hand and almost made the shell fall to the ground.

"It is said that this Crusade movement was launched by the Pope after he received the Lord's oracle... Are we resisting the Lord?"

"I……"

Huhu...

Suddenly, just as the other soldiers joined the two soldiers and whispered, a breeze suddenly blew into the cannon position where they were, and there were countless pages of paper full of prayer.

"This is...the Holy Book of Light! I have read it!"

After pulling one handful, a soldier screamed with excitement. Suddenly, the comrades around him surrounded him. But before the soldier could speak, the pages in his hand suddenly burned...

"Wow!"

In an instant, he threw the paper page into the air, but when all the soldiers raised their heads, they found that the sky was filled with burning paper pages at some point, and the stone pier beside their cannon positions had a majestic figure.

"We are the agents of God, God punishes the surrogate in the world. Our mission is to eliminate all the fools who dare to resist our Lord, even the last trace of flesh and blood!"

Click!

The two short swords slammed like a cross, and the face reflected by the sparks was a somewhat crazy one.

"Lost Lambs! Do you choose to continue kissing the boots of my Lord devoutly, or choose to die like straw!"

At 13:43 on October 25, 1033, the Campbello Heights were captured by less than a thousand people [Saint Cabinet] and [Saint Crown of Thorns], and most of the defenders surrendered.

Half an hour later, Fort Georgia guard Fernan led his soldiers to surrender.
Chapter completed!