The shooting of this wave of crossbows was at least two beats slower.

It was not until the suspension bridge rose that the log arrows were nailed to the city wall. Even so, cold sweat oozed across everyone's face.[]

No one of Tam and several swamp giants expected that the logs that were thrown out of the city wall by themselves would be counterattacked by the human army in this way, and in such a rough and cruel way.

There was a swaying on the city wall.

The impact of more than a dozen logs at the same time made everyone's soles on the wall numb.

Yang Dashuan's eyes were also beating wildly.

Fortunately, I built the fortress walls strong enough, otherwise I would have to knock down at least half of the walls in one go. Most of the logs with five or six blades were buried in the city walls, like rivets nailed on the walls, and a spider-like pattern cracked around them.

The bridge board that had already risen was not much better. Two or three logs hit the rising suspension bridge straight, and a big hole was directly poked.

Another iron chain hit the suspension bridge. The iron chain hit the collision was swaying. Tam, who was shaking the handle of the rotor, shook his hands and almost didn't hold the handle. Fortunately, several swamp giants were quick-eyed and quickly grabbed the handle, so that they could prevent the suspension bridge from hitting directly to the ground.

The offensive of the Principality still did not stop.

After a wave of attacks between the centaurs and the swamp giant, the chaotic soldiers finally returned to order. It was not until this time that they realized that their number was hundreds of times that of the enemy, and they were only killed by five hundred centaurs.

This made the faces of the soldiers who put human rights first red.

After hearing this news, Grand Duke Peter seemed particularly angry.

"Adminton, I need to explain, what's going on? Why did the natives break out of our formation just five hundred people?" Grand Duke Peter roared angrily, from being lifted down from being on the carriage to changing into another pair of new bloomers. Before he could react, the enemy had already killed back and forth in his army for a round!

"Duke, these natives are all heavy cavalry!" the adjutant said in a low voice.

Since the war started, in just two days, the angry Grand Duke Peter directly executed five adjutants on the battlefield, which could be regarded as setting a new high in the alliance. Every time he lost, Grand Duke Peter would push all his mistakes on the adjutant.

So for these commanders, being promoted to an adjutant does not mean promotion, but rather means oneself to go further away from death.

"Heavy Cavalry, don't we have heavy cavalry?" Grand Duke Peter jumped up from the imperial carriage, and his short and thick thighs kicked directly on the adjutant's face. A noticeable shoe print suddenly appeared on the adjutant's bulging face. "How is our loss?"

"Report to the Grand Duke, we suffered 20,000 casualties by the enemy's attack just now!"

Twenty thousand!

Grand Duke Peter was so angry that he was almost suffocating.

I just returned to the tent and changed into a pair of bloomers, but the adjutant told his army that another 20,000 people died.

"We have been doing a total of things before. The cunning natives did not resist, but instead fell tincture oil in the moat. Many soldiers did not have time to avoid it and were buried in this fire!" The adjutant lowered his head, and his trembling hands kept wiping his head full of sweat. "They also have giants and war beasts. The soldiers were shocked by the sudden fire, and the suspension bridge was also smashed..."

"Shut up, only stupid people will keep finding excuses for themselves!" Grand Duke Peter pushed open all the official letters and letters on the table. The adjutant was frightened and fell to the ground and could not move. "Guards, guards, I don't need stupid people. Come on, push this idiot to me and execute him! Execute them to the public, I want everyone to see the fate of this idiot! I want to command myself, I want to command the fortress myself!"

The guards are so efficient.

A headless corpse next to the honest wooden stake was no longer twitching, and his head with wide open eyes was already placed in front of the soldiers.

"Darection statistics!"

Grand Duke Peter stepped out of the tent with silk boots. Although six adjutants had been killed, there would be many communicators in an army who were specifically responsible for communicating. As long as the highest commander of the army said a word, the data of the entire army would quickly reach Grand Duke Peter's subordinates.

The results calculated by the messengers are not much different from those estimated in advance.

Nearly half died in battle, and half were trampled to death while running away.

Fortunately, the idiot adjutant played a little role, at least preventing the soldiers from escaping and organizing a counterattack. More than 20 sluggish beds lined up, shooting one by one to kill the city wall. Even if you want to fight back, the range of the sluggish beds of up to 1,000 yards is a distance that no weapon in the fortress cannot reach. The blocking fire system is still being developed, and the bird-winged crossbow Yang Dashuan has long sold to Xiangshuai.

For a moment, I was beaten.

As the tincture oil was exhausted, the flames under the city wall were gradually extinguishing.

After the fire receded, the blue city wall was stained with black ashes, which looked as hard as iron. The logs nailed to the end of the city wall were also burnt by the fire, and a layer of black charcoal was exposed outside.

The water on the moat was still rolling, and most of the river water was boiled.

From time to time, bubbles bulged up, pushing the corpse that was sinking. It was soaked by the tincture oil floating on the river surface, and then it immediately started to burn again. The air was always filled with the smell of the corpse being burned.

The soldiers of the Principality wanted to attack, but they did not have the courage.

They mainly wanted to wait until the fire in the moat was put out, but the fire was too big. Once it was burned, it would take a whole day. Whenever the fire was about to decrease, the tauren guarding the city would throw the wooden barrel on his shoulders down - the barrel was filled with turmeric oil.

"I want to see how many days you can set fire!" Grand Duke Peter looked at the gradually dimming sky and roared angrily. "Go forward ten miles. Once the fire fades, rush up! I want to massacre the city!"

Once this fire starts, it is not that easy to stop.

The Griffin Knights Flying Team flew around the military camp of the Principal of Edfran today and told Yang Dashuan everything about the situation in the other party's military camp. The fire was to delay the attack of the Principal army, and also to make Yang Dashuan come up with a way to retreat.

In addition to the reserve team of 80,000, there were also 140,000 formal troops in the Principal Army.

Just two days after the war started, nearly 60,000 troops had been eroded before the front line was fully launched, while the opponent had less than 5,000 troops. This defeat was rare in the entire continent. The more you wanted to save the defeat, the greater the mistake you made.

Yang Dashuan's move was obviously a delay, and Grand Duke Peter did not see it, and just waited so hard.

The turbulent oil in the territory has gone sea and it will be burned in the moat for at least three or two days. In addition, the beast oil stockpiled in the warehouse, so it will take at least seven days to get involved.

The fire was burning all the time, and the army outside the city blinked and looked there, with no way.

Although the people outside could not fight in, Yang Dashuan could not attack. Although the army outside the city had been eroded a lot in the past two days, there was still an army of more than 200,000. Judging from the appearance, they would not retreat for a while.

As for rejecting Xiang Shuai's help last time, this guy has never appeared again. Instead, he kept Yang Dashuan jumping around in a hurry and scolded him for being too petty.

With the current strength of the territory, there are still some problems to kill these guys. As soon as the fire broke out, Yang Dashuan gathered the people in the territory, and a large group of people were all buried outside the town hall.

"We should ask for help!" Govelad spoke first. "Shishou in Brokeback Mountain is closest to us. Because those half-elves have never appeared on the battlefield again, the Duchy Army dared to pour all its troops into us. If Shishou can help from the side, our pressure will be reduced by at least half!"

Yang Dashuan kept shaking his head.

Xiangshuai is also a slim guy. He wants him to help unless Lao Yang comes to apologize in person.

The two girls looked at each other in a flash, and Joan of Arc hurriedly continued, "Or why should we ask the Holy Capital for help?"
Chapter completed!