Chapter 1138

There is no doubt that as a tyrant, Kelvin's patience has always been not very good, so when the army arrived outside the city, it did not give its own soldiers time to rest, and directly issued an attack order.

Under the operation of a large number of craftsmen, one arm giant stone throwing tools were quickly assembled. The stones with large heads drew a beautiful and deadly parabola and crashed into the walls and the top of buildings.

With huge mechanical force and kinetic energy, almost every impact can bring heavy casualties.

In particular, the sense of helplessness of watching death come and being unable to do anything is enough to destroy the psychological defense line of most ordinary soldiers.

Fortunately, with the blessing of religious fanaticism, the believers of these dark churches not only did not collapse, but shouted the slogan of dedicating themselves to the gods and fought fiercely with the climbing enemies.

After a while, a large area of the city wall was dyed red by plasma. In some places where the fighting was fierce, even the escalator could not be fixed.

Because there is too much plasma on the ground, as long as the ladder is put up, it will slide uncontrollably on both sides.

As for the corpse, a meat wall was piled up. The climber had to climb over the corpse before he could find the place to stay.

"My God! Aren't these guys a mob? How can they be so crazy? They have fixed several rounds of attack!" Kelvin raised the single barrel telescope inlaid with gemstones, slightly opened his mouth and expressed surprise.

You know, in his plan, a large number of soldiers promoted from civilians like this have never been able to fight a hard battle. At most, about 10% of the casualties will fall to a low point, and they can't help but turn around and run away.

But now, don't run away, not even one to retreat.

He even saw several teenagers, one after another, throw a knight who climbed to the top of the city to the ground, and then stab him into the gap of his armor with a sharp dagger to kill him alive.

In addition, there are some elderly people over 60 years old who stick to the front line and will never step back no matter how badly they are injured.

There is no mob here. Even if the most elite troops of all countries on the continent are pulled out, it is impossible to fight to the last moment and the last person.

nervous!

Uneasy!

Fear!

For the first time, he was afraid of these ordinary people who were despised by himself. He was eager to know what made them from a group of docile sheep to a group of ferocious wolves.

"Your majesty! I suggest you postpone the attack! First send some spies to find out what's going on in the city. I always think something's wrong." Baron kellenster narrowed his eyes and proposed a compromise.

As a loyal dog leg No. 1, he can feel that the morale of his soldiers is falling rapidly, and some people have begun to be timid even before joining the siege sequence.

This is not a good sign!

Even if you haven't used those iron puppets who are firm and urge, as well as monsters who exude the smell of Dharma and bloodthirsty all over.

"Are you sure you want to stop the attack at this time? Maybe our soldiers will occupy the wall in more than ten minutes?" Kelvin said in a strong uncertain tone.

"No way! Please look at the resolute expression on the enemy's face! Are they afraid? Are they afraid of death? No! None! I only read fanaticism from their eyes, an unknown fanaticism. In this case, the more you oppress them, the more they will resist fiercely. The best way to deal with this situation is to give them some time and let him Let's think about whether it's worth making such a big sacrifice, "Baron kellenster said calmly.

As a veteran commander and powerful soldier, he has seen many similar situations and knows that cold treatment is the best way at present.

Otherwise, if we fight hard, our soldiers will soon collapse first.

If the morale of the army collapses, it will take a long time to recover before it can be put into the battlefield again.

Although these soldiers were initially recruited to fight with the enemy for consumed cannon fodder.

But I don't know when, the tyrant suddenly paid attention to the guy who was once regarded as garbage by him, and even equipped with excellent weapons and armor, hoping to build an elite team with amazing combat power.

Therefore, no matter what angle they stand, they must ensure that they will not lose confidence in themselves and this army.

Kelvin undoubtedly knew this very well. He stood there and hesitated for a few minutes. Finally, he nodded: "well, stop the attack and let the soldiers rest for a night. But don't stop the stone throwing tools, crossbows and bed crossbows. I'll see if they can continue to be enthusiastic after repeated bombing."

"I see! I'll let the craftsmen change the oil and make sure they don't have a chance to rest." Baron kellenster bowed slightly, then went to the rear and gave orders to the craftsmen who operated the machinery.

When the retreat bell was sounded and countless soldiers retreated like a tide, one lighted pottery pot after another fell in various areas within the city wall.

In less than ten minutes, fires spread all over the sky, and the slums built of wood were the hardest hit areas. The black smoke made people unable to get close, let alone put out the fire.

In desperation, the dark church can only organize people to forcibly demolish some buildings, pour water into some buildings, and reluctantly establish two isolation belts.

Of course, none of the above is the most terrible.

The most terrible thing is that the warehouse originally used to store grain was also directly lit by the fire.

This means that in addition to carrying a small amount of dry food with them, they lose the most important food supply and will be in an embarrassing situation of food shortage for up to a week.

"Madam! The granary is over! What should we do now?" a senior church official asked with a livid face.

"Hum! Did losing some food shake your faith in the God of darkness? Don't forget that our ultimate goal is to awaken him through cruel and bloody sacrifice. Open your eyes and have a good look at the blood stained wall. God has enough strength today. Tell all believers that the last time to test their faith is coming. If the number of enemies is not enough If that's enough, we'll sacrifice ourselves. All of us, including me, can sacrifice our lives for the final victory. "

In saying this, the woman's eyes twinkled with crazy light.

She clearly knew that the tyrant would never give himself any chance to escape, either put all his eggs in one basket and win with all his chips, or be completely destroyed from body to soul. There was absolutely no third possibility.