MTL - Medieval Empire Soldier-Chapter 97 Ninety-seven · The Desperate War of Fireplace Fortress 5k (request order

   Chapter 97 Ninety-seven · Desperate War of Fireplace Fortress 5k (Subscription required)

  At the southern end of the turbulent Sharp Claw Sea, the people of Nordland have already fallen asleep, except for a few night watchers, all villages and towns silently extinguished under the cold wind from the north.

  People expect the autumn harvest to come earlier, and problems such as insufficient food, insufficient manpower, and insufficient precautions appear extra insignificant in the face of the autumn harvest.

  The capital of the Nords, Sesenmonde, the guards of the Elector Castle went to the inner castle as usual.

   The docks in the Port of Diets are still busy, and merchant ships from the old world slowly enter the port in the sea breeze.

   A wave of destruction is about to invade the old world.

   "Hu~~" Xinke, who was awakened by the freezing cold of the northern wasteland, suffered from malnutrition for a long time, which caused the veteran's eyes to go black, his head dizzy, and a very strong sense of nausea filled his mouth and throat.

  He endured the discomfort and slowly propped himself up, huddled in the corner of the battlements and the stove.

  The halberd was placed sideways, the surface of the quenched wood handle was a little puddled, and the edge of the halberd was slightly blunt.

   "Ding Ding.. Clang Clang"

Several strange voices came from the battlements, which caught the attention of Cinco Brick. It sounded like something had fallen in. He subconsciously squatted down and picked up the halberd. In the cold weather, except for the fireplace fortress Of the night watch guards, the only two can move outdoors, only the Norsca barbarians.

"Curry! Wake up!" Cinco stared alertly at the darkness at the other end of the city wall, and used the end of the halberd to wake up the sleeping young halberdier. The latter looked confused and saw Cinco's nervous look , Corey also quickly got up, found his helmet, clenched the halberd and followed him beside him.

   "Bang" where the fire couldn't illuminate, a black shadow rolled down the battlements, and the footsteps stirred up a pile of snow, and the dull footsteps were accompanied by a savage aura.

   "Hey! Who's there!" the young Nordling soldier shouted into the darkness, expecting someone to answer.

   The figure of the shadow was slow for a second, and there was no response for a long time.

  Cinco Brick immediately realized the dangerous situation, he turned his head to stare at the young halberdier, and shouted: "Go and sound the horn! Go!"

   After being sluggish for a second, the young halberdier nodded again and again, turned his head and hurried to the early warning tower on the battlement.

The second company commander of the Nord-led Marine Corps stared intently at the other end of the city wall. The same strange noises as just now continued one after another, hitting the pitch-black battlements like raindrops. More and more muffled sounds rang out, followed by the sound of rushing footsteps. The cold light of the axe rushed towards him: "Blood sacrifice to the blood god!"

   "For Nord!" Cinco roared and waved his halberd, the bright red blood drawing an arc.

"Duoo~~~" The eager horn and alarm sound woke up all the sleeping fortress guards, and the imperial soldiers who were awakened from their sleep looked nervous: "Yurik is on top! What's the matter? ?"

   "The Yankees are here! Get your weapons! Quick!" the officer yelled at the door, urging the soldiers to get up the city wall as soon as possible.

   There was a lot of chaos in the fortress. The guards were all dressed in a hurry, looking for their weapons and armor. The cold outside went directly into their clothes, and many people almost fell to the ground.

The commander-in-chief of Hearth Fortress was a Nord-land vice-admiral, bearing the name of an Imperial General, who woke up as soon as the alarm sounded, and had been stationed at Hearth Fort for thirteen years, even while resting. , the general will also wear a military uniform.

He put on the animal skin cloak and ran all the way to the inner castle wall, watching dozens of firelights shaking on the outermost battlements of the fortress, the mighty Norsca barbarian battle cry came from the wind and snow, and the hurried orders were mixed. With the smoke of gunpowder, the general immediately realized that something was wrong: "Urik is above"

   "Watch out! Watch out! Get everyone up!"

   "Prepare for battle! Prepare for battle!!"

   "There is a Yankee on the west wall of the fortress! Request support!"

   Fireplace fortress lit up all the torches and braziers for the first time. In the dark night, it was like a city that never sleeps. The soldiers couldn’t wait. They hung their breastplates on their bodies, found helmets, spears, bows and arrows, and quickly assembled in the mess.

A team of Nordic halberdiers climbed to the top of the city and killed all the Norsca Yankees who climbed the city wall. Led by Currie, they found Cinco, who was soaked in blood and barely standing. ·Brick, the blade of the halberd appears to be damaged, and there are seven Norsca Yankees lying next to the company commander!

   A handful of vanguards in the Northern Wastes have lost, but that doesn't mean the garrison will win.

   Outside the city walls, is a dark ocean.

   In the blizzard, the overwhelming Norsca barbarian warriors have surrounded the place, from the looters at the bottom, to the Norsca champion warriors, they are roaring towards the hearth fortress, venting their anger.

Hundreds of old Norsca warriors in shabby clothes and gray temples, under the berserker's beating, stretched out their hands to push huge siege vehicles, and carried dozens of climbing ladders, too old to pick up weapons. The guy is not qualified to enjoy the grace of God.

   Their only value now is to serve as meat shields and cannon fodder to consume the arrows and lead bullets of those southerners hiding behind walls.

The young Nord-led halberdier looked out of the city wall. After the old guys, more than a dozen legions and hundreds of Norsca raiders of warbands, their vicious faces were only for killing The frenzy, there is no lack of strange-looking twisted mutants, is enough to drown the fireplace fortress and wash every inch of the land here.

In the distance, more than 30 chaotic trolls with huge stature are waving big sticks. The thick black cuticle is like plate armor to protect the vital points of the trolls. Ordinary swords can't hurt the slightest hair. After that, it is Groups of roaring human-skinned wolves continued to drip stench as they advanced. Dozens of Chaos Eggs were driven by the Norsca people. They were twisted creatures, once human beings can no longer see any human form. Traces, crocodile heads, octopus tentacles, bird beaks, huge rotten meat **** on the move, combined with the characteristics of dozens of hundreds of creatures.

  In the ranks, there are also a large number of Chaos War Mastiffs and Direwolves, and the Gore beasts that pull the chariot constantly beat the ground.

"My God, the White Wolf God is above!" The young halberdier and his comrades swallowed hard together, and their morale also shook a little. Fear and despair filled the crowd, and the Norsca army was a vast ocean. The sea, their stronghold is just a fragile fishing boat.

"Prepare to meet the enemy!" Cinco Brick turned red, clenched his halberd, and shouted at the halberdiers: "Defend the battlements! Before our friendly forces open fire, a Yankee must not be allowed to board. City Head!"

   "Yes!" The halberdiers who belonged to the Second Company of the Nordland Marine Corps roared in unison. It seemed that they could not dispel the fear in their hearts without this method.

"Where are our artillerymen? What are they doing?!" The imperial general of the fireplace fortress shouted sharply. At the top of the inner castle wall of the fortress where he was located, he could clearly see the offensive momentum of the Norsca people, and he looked down at the city wall below: " Order everyone to enter the fighting position! The archers and crossbowmen are on the city wall, and two leaders of halberdiers and one leader of spearmen are placed against the gate of the fortress! Prepare for the enemy's attack!"

   "Understood! But General, where the Norsca Yankees' army is located, the cannons and mortars are still a short distance away."

   "Then reload first! Wait until you're close before you hit! Those trolls and wolves must be blasted to death! They are the greatest threat to ordinary soldiers!"

"Yes!"

   How many enemies are there? Twenty thousand? forty thousand? Or sixty thousand? The detailed numbers are meaningless, since there are far more than the garrison of Hearth Keep.

Five companies of Nord-led Marines, three companies of archers, two battalions of musketeers, plus several teams of crossbowmen, cavalry, and artillery, the entire Fireplace Fortress had less than a thousand defenders. Rick clenched the halberd in his hand. Only this weapon could give him a sense of security. The halberdiers next to him were breathing heavily, with an astonishing heartbeat rate, sending blood to the whole body continuously, and the heat temporarily overcame the northern wasteland. of severe cold.

   The footsteps of the Norsca raiders were quietly approaching, and the veteran could feel the movement of boots outside the six-meter-high city wall of the fortress.

   A group of nervous archers boarded the section of the city wall where Xinke was located. More than 90 people lined up along the battlements, shooting bows and arrows, aiming at the enemy outside the city wall.

The    fortress defenders have seen a large number of neatly arranged torches spreading around, and they heard the harsh screams of the Norsca horn, the roars of twisted monsters, and the low lamentations praising the Chaos Evil God.

   Soon, the butcher knife of the **** of war descended, and dozens of climbing stairs and huge siege vehicles rushed towards the fireplace fortress.

The imperial generals stationed in the fort originally thought it was a tentative attack. Although the number of defenders in the fireplace fortress was small, its defensive power and strong city walls were enough to make the Norsca people who lacked long-range strength pay a heavy price, and they would not be able to eat for a while. Fort, so ordered to stabilize the front.

   When he saw the Chaos trolls overrun the sieging Norsca army, the Imperial General realized that this was by no means a test, but a real attack!

   "Fire!"

   "Fire!!"

   "Free Fire!"

The roar of the commanding officer resounded through the city. On the northern wall of the fireplace fortress, more than 400 defenders, six cannons and twelve mortars fired simultaneously. Two musket battalions and nearly 160 imperial muskets also fired. Fire a barrage of bullets at the enemy.

The longbow drawn into a full moon, vibrating, and hundreds of feathered arrows shot out in a hurry. Under the washing of lead bullets and arrows, most of the old Norsca warriors who rushed in front were only wearing animal skins and rags. , many people were topless, and they fell over a hundred people in an instant, and the entire front end was swept away.

The cannon on the top of the city spewed flames of more than ten feet, and the solid cannonball slammed into the Chaos Troll. Along with the severed limbs and depressions, the filthy blood of the Chaos Monster splattered the snow, and the mortar filled with the bullets burst into bloom wherever they landed. One after another, hundreds of Norsca warriors evaporated out of thin air, leaving gaps in the vast ocean, leaving dark craters everywhere.

The powerful    artillery attracted cheers from the defenders.

   However, all the efforts of the defenders seemed to be a drop in the bucket in front of the overwhelming Norsca army.

In just an instant, the wailing and screams of the dead outside the city walls were immediately drowned out by the endless successors, and dozens of Norsca war gangs rushed one after another, crushing the bodies of their own compatriots and trampling on their flesh and blood, like Came like a flood.

"The cannon is aimed at the siege vehicles and the **** Chaos trolls! Never let them get close!" the imperial general roared and gave the order, the old cannons must be cooled after firing, otherwise there is a risk of blowing up, and the gunners who wash the cannons must move again. Fast, not as fast as a troll.

  The muskets that have been lacking maintenance for a long time were difficult to fire for a while. The severe cold and cold wind made the front fire door unable to close tightly. Only bows and arrows were far from enough to stop the Norsca army.

The closer the Yankees got, the calmer the soldiers from Nordland became. Their hearts were gradually filled with a cold and desperate anger. The eternal feud was backed by millions of corpse mountains. sea ​​of ​​blood.

  The strong Nords will never yield to the Yankees, let alone give up their watch! Even to the last drop of blood!

Another round of belated volleys of muskets and cannons, the Norsca barbarian warriors rushed under the city wall, and hundreds of black iron claws were thrown from under the city wall. Norsca raiders in light armor, their hands quickly alternated, trying to pull themselves up the wall.

A round of arrow feathers and crossbow bolts shot out in a hurry. The archers on each section of the city wall were retreating, and the melee soldiers quickly rose to the top. A horn sounded, and the officers' orders followed: "Prepare for close combat!"

   "Prepare for melee combat!"

   "Prepare for Melee!!".

The archers on the towers of the city wall tried to counterattack. Those plunderers who did not climb the wall took out their throwing axes and shuttles and attacked the defenders. The Norsca whalers threw sharp harpoons, which came with them. The giant force directly penetrated the body of the defenders. As long as a soldier was hit, thousands of shouts and hymns of praise to the evil **** immediately erupted under the city wall.

The defenders of the fortress tried every means to prevent the enemy from reaching the top of the city, but the material of the black iron claws was extremely hard and could not be broken open by weapons such as long swords and flat axes. Throwing rocks and heavy wood from the top of the city, they resisted the barbarians with all their might.

   Young halberdier Currie picked up a falling rock, raised his hands above his head, and threw it from between the battlements.

The sound of breaking the air followed, and a few flying axes and harpoons were thrown at him. Corey ducked and avoided danger. The soldiers who were running inside the city wall were not so lucky. Two or three people were sent flying. The axe smashed the head, and the brains of the white flowers flowed out.

Just as he was about to stand up, a Norsca Berserker also climbed onto the top of the city, wildly swinging two shoddy axe, knocking down an archer on the spot, turning his head to stare at Corey, and roaring at him: "Die! Southerner!"

"Curry! Dodge!" A sharp halberd slashed the barbarian's shoulders and threw him from the city wall with an expression of inconceivable and astonishment. The blood sprayed onto the wall and splashed the young long-haired man. The halberdier's face: "Barbarian chops!"

After this accident, Corey's hands kept shaking, and his heart was constantly afraid. Cinco Brick reached out and pulled him up, and wiped the blood on Corey's pan with leather gloves: "Take your weapon, get down. I wasn't so lucky again!"

"Yes Yes."

   A few seconds later, more Norsca Yankees who were screaming and screaming climbed up to the top of the city, wielding battle axes and sharp blades, and chopped down one defender after another.

  The pressure on the north wall of the fortress was getting heavier and heavier. One barbarian warrior was picked up and three more barbarian warriors jumped up. The huge disadvantage was that one imperial soldier needed to parry two or three enemy attacks at the same time.

  A halberdier was split at the waist, and half of his body was bleeding profusely, his **** intestines spilled all over the ground, and he was thrown over the city head by the Norsca barbarians, and his painful wailing stopped abruptly.

While    caused casualties to the defenders, the Norsca army also sacrificed more than 700 lives, unable to attack for a long time, but the next scene was extremely desperate.

The swamp-dwelling demon scourges with ebony staffs stepped forward, reciting demon prayers on their inhuman faces, and a line of dark magic bombarded the walls of the fireplace fortress. The spearmen died in an instant, and the defenders were almost dead on a section of the city wall.

   The Norsca Berserker who climbed the city wall was the first to find the location of several cannons and slaughtered the gunners.

A mortally wounded Midden lead gunner took the opportunity to pick up the lit gunpowder keg and threw himself into the gunpowder pile. With a loud bang, he and the more than 30 Norsca raiders who surrounded him perished. , The two cannons were thrown away by a huge force and smashed heavily into the barbarian army in Wuyang.

   "For Nord, for the Empire, for our homeland!"

The Nords will never retreat or give in. The pressure of the long-term battle has increased sharply. The hungry soldiers gritted their teeth and insisted. They repulsed the first wave of attacks and the second wave of attacks with their unyielding will, and used their lives to delay the fall of the fortress. .

"Ahhhhh!" The warlord Bjorlin, the cronies of the Supreme King of Norsca, and the champion of Nurgle's choice, Snag Ripper, issued the final order to attack, and the elite Norsca champion warriors stepped forward. The hard black iron plate armor on his body cannot be easily penetrated by a musket.

The    giant siege vehicle was pushed to the gate of the fortress, the hammer head of the siege hammer was covered with a thick layer of brass, and the Chaos Troll pulled the rope and slammed the gate again and again.

   "Boom!" The giant battering ram bombarded the gate of the fortress.

   "Boom!" The iron bolt behind the gate twisted and cracked.

   "Boom!" A full four teams of heavily armored Norsca champion warriors climbed to the top of the city and slaughtered one-sidedly.

   "Boom!" The gate of the fortress fell, and two leaders of halberdiers and a leader of spearmen stood at the front. They lowered the iron gate behind them, roaring to block the advance of the Chaos Troll, and to cover the defenders' retreat into the inner fort.

A small number of more than 30 imperial soldiers ran towards the port south of the fortress, and the sailors who were guarding the imperial ships began to leave the port. They wanted to send the information of the invasion of the Norsca army back to the empire, which involved hundreds of thousands or even thousands of people. The life and death of millions of the people of the Empire.

  Two roars exploded from the fortress tower, and the fireplace fortress lost all cannons and half of its mortars, taking the lives of nearly 300 Norsca raiders in one fell swoop.

   The billowing black smoke became a sign of the fall, which led to even grander hymns praising the evil god.

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   I worked overtime yesterday, so I didn't have time to talk.

   (end of this chapter)