Chapter 509: Shakespeare's Death

"Assemble! Assemble!" Sometimes things happen by coincidence. After returning to their barracks just now, the soldiers who went to the hospital to help heard the shouts ordering them to assemble.

Finally, after a few minutes of rest, everyone could only start to organize their armor, stuffing the sheets and messy things into the chain mail, hoping that the thin thickness could save their lives at the last minute.

The soldiers of the Fourth Army were recruits and were armed only a few days before the battle began. None of these soldiers have any combat experience, so their mission is not to go up the city wall to fight the demons.

As light infantry, they are not equipped with shields, and only carry a long sword as their weapon. Their task is actually not easy, because they are responsible for transporting bows and arrows for the archers on the city wall, as well as delivering projectiles for the ballista, similar to porters on the battlefield.

Don’t think they are lucky. In fact, what they do is the most dangerous job. Because they are constantly moving, they are not protected by shield hands. They can easily be hit by the weapons thrown by the devil on the wall. Bows, arrows and boulders are always there. May have killed these lightly armed infantry.

"I want to make sure that you all appear where you should appear! Everyone confirms that their companions are by their side! I don't want deserters! Find cover after you reach the wall..." In the distance, the legion commander stood At a high place, he kept calling attention to his soldiers.

It's a pity that there are too many things to pay attention to, and there are bound to be various new situations on the battlefield. No one can know how many of these recruits will survive.

In fact, the commanders above did not intend to pin their expectations on these recruits. Their requirement for these recruits is to send spare bows, arrows and stones to the wall, and then they can be sacrificed.

"You can pick up the shield next to the corpse to save your life, or you can squat behind the boulder where the devil throws it on the city wall! But you must complete your mission! Understand?" The leader stood on a high place and mobilized loudly before the battle: "For your family!"

"Fight! Fight!" All the soldiers shouted loudly, trying to cheer up their nervous self. Then these new recruits, who had never experienced a battle, swarmed up the wall in droves like this, passing by the withdrawn troops.

The recruits who walked up to the top of the city watched with trepidation watching the **** soldiers walking down the city wall and supporting the slightly injured comrades. Everyone seemed to be as terrible as a corpse crawling back from hell.

"I'll try to find some huge rocks as cover! Don't listen to the nonsense of those officers, remember one thing, that is, sending ammunition is always after avoiding the opponent's bow and arrow! We don't have heavy armor and shields, and we don't have those things in our hands. "The captain who has experienced the battle walked forward and warned the soldiers of his team.

They heard the sound of the horn on the wall before they got to the top of the city. When they walked to the top of the city, they saw densely packed heavy armored infantry holding shields and long swords, arranged in a neat line.

The officers carried long swords and shuttled back and forth in such a heavily armored phalanx, shouting loudly for precautions and orders.

After a while, the huge boulders fired by the demon's catapult hit the crevice of the city wall, and the broken stones splashed around, hitting the shields of heavy infantry as a bang.

The bright red ground didn't seem to be dry, yet it was eroded by the fresh red liquid, which made the light infantry who had just walked to the top of the city watched with fear.

"The ballista ammunition over there is almost used up! Send a batch of them right away! Quick! Let's replenish the ones next to it! It seems that they are not enough!" An officer saw the recruits walking up the city wall and immediately shouted loudly. Yelled.

The veteran captain who led the team immediately replied: "Yes!...you guys, send the stone bullets with you!"

The soldiers who heard the order were each divided into a cloth bag before they walked up the city wall. Inside the cloth bag was a rounded five-fist-sized stone projectile.

These soldiers nodded slightly, and walked along the direction pointed by the officer's finger on the wall with the cloth bags on their backs-they couldn't run either. They were in light armor and five solid ammunition. The weight was not light and they wanted to run. It's really not easy.

The rest of the people followed their captains to the towers built every other segment. These towers were the fire nodes for the defense of the city wall, and they were also places where ballistas and bows were stored.

Before they put down the bows and arrows they carried and piled these supplementary supplies on the piles of bows and arrows, the fierce attacks of the demon over there began.

It didn't even last for an hour. When this squad of 51 people came up, there were only three soldiers left.

Those soldiers who had sent ammunition and bows almost never came back—the reason why they were almost there was because the captain of this squad had at least returned alive.

It's a pity that even if it was him, when he came back, his arm was burned by the magic fired by the devil, and he was embarrassed like a wild boar that was half cooked.

When he came back, his face was very ugly, he didn't speak, and no one knew what was wrong with him.

In fact, he saw a demon infantry in armor on the archer’s position ascended to the top of the city. The opponent killed 11 human soldiers in one breath, and then he was reluctantly killed. He was pushed down the city wall as a rolling stone and smashed into it. Those strong demon soldiers under the city.

The difference in the combat power of the individual soldiers between the two sides is too great. A strong demon is at least 2 meters high. It wears heavy armor, and several human soldiers cannot get close.

If it weren’t for some Southern Kingdom soldiers armed with Mauser 98k rifles on the city wall, the defensive line of Shakeben’s city wall would have long been breached.

Before the team with only three people left was withdrawn, the captain of the Fourth Army came to the tower where they were all covered in blood, and an officer behind him was hung on his chest with a bandage wrapped around his chest. This image It's not decent to make them both look decent.

"I want you to choose 5 soldiers to report to the Fifth Legion! The devil almost broke through their defenses just now. The commander of the Fifth Legion has been killed! Their regiment has suffered heavy losses now! Manpower is needed!" As soon as he entered the door, the legion commander just broke through. Yelled loudly.

After he finished speaking, he wanted to go outside, but when he saw that there were only three people left in the tower, he stopped and turned half of his body, with an awkward expression on his face.

He was going to the next tower to find a man, but he could only give up his plan for the time being. He looked at the only three people left in the house, reorganized the language and said: "There needs soldiers who can fight! You choose one person! Support it in the past."

"Yes!" The captain got up and saluted, picked up a twisted shield from the few arrows left around him, and asked, "Is anyone willing to go there? Everyone has seen it. We only have three people left. It’s not safe here either."

Regrettably, before they had made a choice, the demon's troops had already attacked the wall not far away.

In the battle against demons, human beings really have no chance of winning by relying on cold weapons. Even with some artillery, there was still no way to make Shak Ben City persist until the afternoon.

There was chaos on the city wall. Before the legionary commander walked out of the tower, he saw a huge demon with a height of at least three meters on the wall not far away. With a weapon, he smashed the broken crevices and stepped on the corpses. City head with rubble.

"Kick them down!" Before he could think about it, the legion commander drew his saber from his waist. The veteran captain behind him also drew his long sword. There is no choice now, so he can only go out to survive. Desperately!

Because, if you put the devil into the city, you only need to look at the opponent's figure and strength to know that Shakeben is over!

The officer with a bandage on his arm also awkwardly drew out his saber, and two light infantrymen followed behind him, the short swords in his hands trembling constantly.

The surrounding human soldiers gathered in a group, with shields and swords in front, and soldiers with spears attacking from behind. These troops are fairly well-trained, so despite the chaos, they still maintain some rules.

But seeing another demon rushing to the head of the city, the scene suddenly got out of control. The legion commander who took the lead in the counterattack was quickly hit by an axe, and was thrown off the wall incompletely. The veteran captain standing next to the legion commander was also out of breath.

The gunshots in the distance had begun to sparse, and the riflemen on the city wall probably had all their bullets burned out. The densely packed human soldiers had nothing to do with the demon in front of them at once.

"Ah!" The desperate veteran captain rushed to the opponent who was three heads higher than him with his long sword. The strong demon soldier did not evade and took the captain's hack with the iron armor on his shoulders. , And then cut the human captain into two with a backhand knife.

The captain vomited blood, then fell at the feet of the demon. He did not look down, because he was not able to defend his position, nor was he able to leave alive...

The port city wall was full of gunpowder, and the commander Lord Roysaac knew that his line of defense had been breached.

He could clearly see the devil climbing over the city wall, and he could clearly see that a tower in the distance was collapsed by the devil's huge siege machinery, and the rubble was rolling away with the flesh and blood of the soldiers scattered.

A few minutes ago, he also saw the sea horizon not far away from the port, with a huge fleet showing its hideous fangs.

The devil's fleet surrounded Shakeben, and at least 100 demon warships lay across the sea. The magical cannons on those warships were bombarding the buildings in the harbor. The whole Shakeben was full of smoke and screams and cries one after another.

"Let all the troops fight back! If we can't repel these demons today..." The old count coughed slightly and continued: "Then we will die here."

As soon as his words fell, in the distant sky, hundreds of demon bats flapped their fleshy wings, making a chilling horrible whistle.

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