"Erikson, if you are a man, come out and speak. I swear in the name of my ancestors and never shoot cold arrows."

Skull-breaker McGee sneered, "I always thought that you were the only one with eggs in Bastille? I didn't expect that you were castrated at the critical moment. Are your thousands of brothers not as precious as you alone? Isn't it worth your risk to fight for them?"

This is a typical heart-killing statement. It is not reasonable to tie the lives of the Bastille soldiers together with Erikson alone. But now is not the time to reason. The Bastille soldiers were stunned by a wave of arrows. Although the sound of killing in the city was shocking, no one knew what the situation was.

The city lord Borton has not shown up for a long time, which makes people wonder what Skull Brokener McGee said, after all, this attack is abnormal. Bull Eriksen has been hiding and not showing up. It is really hard to say whether the Bastille soldiers will collapse on the spot.

Not to mention the Bastille soldiers who have been in the dark, even Bull Eriksen, who participated in decision-making from beginning to end, may not be sure.

The plan of sneak attack from the secret passage is a surprise, and with a little bit of time, place and people, it will inevitably be a brilliant victory once you win.

The previous enemy's surprise attack on Bastille was a typical example. If someone understands it in advance, it would be doomed.

If the enemy they faced was still a reckless man like McGee, the skull-breaker, Erikson would still have more than 60% confidence in the secret dodge attack.

But now he has become a ignorant Sean Tang, who has no idea whatsoever. How could a person who is good at surprise attacks be unaware of this?

But Old Botton, who was stubborn, was even more stubborn than him and ignored his dissuasion. The two agreed to use fire as a sign. When the inner castle caught fire, he led the army to attack on both sides.

As long as one side tears the opponent's defense, the opponent will definitely lose. After all, the opponent is just a temporary unit and cannot have too tenacious combat power, let alone more than 2,000 slave soldiers of his own. These mature dogs will never dare to bare their teeth at them.

After fighting for several days, the slave army has not been seen. This is the best proof. Maybe the soldiers are still imprisoned in some corner, surviving and living a more miserable life than under their command. When they disrupt the situation, these people may take advantage of the chaos to create more opportunities.

Judging from the situation of being ready, the other party has been prepared for a long time. Perhaps this is a trap, waiting for them to jump into it on their own initiative.

Bull Erikson walked out of the bunker, and his short figure was very eye-catching on the battlefield, and he sneered: "I have no trust in your name and ancestors, but I believe my brothers, if you dare to go back on your word, even if you are a fierce battle, my brothers will fight you to the end, even if you hit your head and blood, you will not hesitate. What I said is right, I am not dead!"

"Yes!" All the Bastille soldiers shouted loudly. There was no shortage of veterans like Galder among them. They knew very well that the situation in front of them was that they would not lose the formation. They should never be weakened. The stronger the momentum, the more confident the general was to speak.

Erikson smiled satisfiedly and looked at McGee, the skull-breaker on the top of the city and said, "There is no limit, how do you prove that our city lord has fallen into your hands."

"No need for proof!" McGee laughed, "Is it true? Others don't know, you don't know yet? Do you really think your mouse hole is so secret? We discovered it the day after we took the Bastille, but we didn't make a statement, just waiting for you to come in and catch you all in one go! Did you see the fire? It wasn't you who put it yourself, but we put it. The piles of oil and wood are so big that no matter how many people enter, they will turn into roasted boars."

Speaking of the joy, the skull-breaker McGee danced and spitted everywhere, and was obviously proud of her home.

"It's over!"

All the Bastille soldiers groaned in pain.

Compared with those lord nobles with deep foundations, the rise of the Bachel family was too short.

Old Bodon was too controllable. He always thought that he could live for decades and firmly grasp the power in his own hands. Although he had many descendants, he did not cultivate his heirs early like those aristocratic families with a long history.

Once Old Borton dies, the entire Bachel family will fall apart. Where will they go?

The worst thing is that they are now blocked in the Andes Mountains, and there is no way to move forward and retreat. They know very well how deep the grudge between Bastille and the Andes Mountains. Once they fall into the hands of Andes Mountains, there will definitely be no good days. It is precisely because of this that they have not separated.

"If you don't believe it, you can wait here. After the fire is small, we can see if we can find his body." Skull-breaker McGee sneered, "I will only consider you for one night. If you don't surrender before dawn, I will lead all your troops to kill you."

Then McGee disappeared on his own, and his heavy armored barbarian legion disappeared together, but the Bastille soldiers knew that they did not really disappear, but just sat back to save their energy.

"Damn it, it's even more tiring to tell a few lies than to have a fight with the bull with a real gun."

McGee, the skull-breaker, was sweating profusely. I wonder if it was an illusion, but Ralf obviously saw that the other person was a little fluttering when he was walking.

"How is Tang's side? How long will it take? I'm temporarily intimidated here, but I don't know how long it will last. I'm really unsure if I'm going to take these new recruits to defend the city."

If the bull Erikson knew the situation on the city, he would definitely curse, because they saw that the silhouetted heavy armored barbarian was at most a hundred-man guard, and the rest were all Western shell goods made by mountain people stepping on things.

As for the heavy arrows that pose a threat to them, they have been shot in the wave just now, so they will be driven out quickly in the past few days - the shaft of this heavy arrow is not difficult to make, as long as the appropriate hardwood is suitable, and with a little training, every Andys mountaineer is a good player.

The problem is that the arrow is half the power of the heavy arrow. However, there is no ready-made inventory and it needs to be opened to create the furnace. It takes time and effort to create more than 10,000 pieces. It is the result of replacing people and tools instead of changing tools.

Old Borton analyzed correctly. The occupation of Bastille was too short, which was the fatal weakness of Sean and the Skull Brokeners coalition. There was no need to do it anymore. If Sean was given two months, with the few people in their hands, they would not even have the chance to touch the city wall, and they were shot into a sieve by Andys' long bow and arrow formation.

Although there are too many people, now it can be said that the city wall defense is the weakest moment. Bulls Erikson really led his troops to attack desperately, and the winner is two different things.

After all, the enrollment time of the Young Army's affiliated engineers was too short, and the long-range shooting seemed to be similar, but the close-fitting level is really hard to say. It is not just a matter of hand-to-hand combat ability, but the most important thing is to resist the will.

Sean himself could not say how strong the will to resist was an army of mature slaves who had been enslaved since childhood. After a brief reorganization and guidance, he could not easily try this kind of matter involving life and death.

Fortunately, Bull Erikson was frightened by McGee, the skull-breaker. It was not because of his excellent acting skills, but because Sean was step by step during this period, walking ahead of them every step, leaving an indelible impression on Erikson.

As soon as they charged, they hit a heavy arrow on the other side, not only did they destroy most of the morale of the Bastille soldiers, but also made the bull Erikson enter an inertial thinking - they were trapped again.

Moreover, he had been dealing with McGee, the skull-breaker, for so many years, and knew that the other party was a real stupid person. He never thought that such an honest person would be abducted and used fraud. As the saying goes, honest people don’t lie, and it won’t be worth the life if they cheat.

"Just be fooled for a moment. Even if you don't believe us, you still don't believe in your brother's combat effectiveness? When that stupid bull reacts, it will be too late!"

Relf was full of confidence. He was much calmer than McGee. He was a man who dared to sneak into Bastille with bare hands. He was not afraid of anyone in terms of courage.

"That's good!"

Upon hearing this, the skull-breaker McGee became much more courageous and couldn't help but watch the city frequently. There was still a suffocating silence outside. The bull Erikson did not choose to attack or retreat, and just stood silently in a stalemate.

Relf grinned: "For generals, they should be hesitant the most. If they advance, they will be uniform and uniform. If they retreat, they will be delayed by any kind of fighter. Even if they rush up, they will be able to fight for one battle at most. We are not unable to fight. So many years have passed, so we are not afraid of one more night tonight."

Skull Brokener McGee smashed her mouth and said, "I'm not afraid that they will rush up. The guys below will be scared and will not be able to jump into many tricks. I'm just a little regretful. If it's my Skull Broken Army, there is no need to be too many. I only need a school guard to rush out. What's the scene?"

"It's like a mountain of defeat!" Relf and McGee laughed loudly. No matter what the reaction outside the city was, the result was the same - Bolton Bacher was finished.

As for McGee's obsession with the Skull Corps, naturally, on Sean's side, he was fighting a life-and-death battle with Old Borton in the Bastille Castle.

Sean is a human being, not a semi-immortal, but he has no ability to calculate and cannot arrange everything. Although he speculated that there might be a secret passage in Bastille, he could not find it out.

The same thing is said, they have limited personnel and time. Bastille said it is big or small. It is impossible to investigate time-consuming and labor-consuming for an uncertain factor, but only a general scope is circled based on the possibility.

Moreover, the time of the raid of Old Botton cannot be predicted. As the saying goes, the real and the real are difficult to distinguish between true and false. Every time point can become the time of the other party's raid.

As a passive defense party, Sean could only wait and remain vigilant. He even turned a blind eye to sleep. You can imagine how deep the torment was. If Old Botton had enough food and food, he could endure Sean in such a battle.
Chapter completed!