Among the rugged rock piles of more than a hundred steps away from the west city of Marsey Fort, twenty-one strong men holding totaha and braided swords and wearing iron helmets crawled behind them. They were part of the team that had just passed through the west city to attack the north city. Taking advantage of the setting sun, the Kodor defenders on the top of the city could not see the stalls of the backlight under the city. These strictly selected warriors lurked.

"Warning is the only way to fight, why are we hiding here? Could it be that we lie here and ambush the enemy soldiers who came out of the city to attack?" Bury, a strong man, straightened his iron helmet and placed the sword in the most convenient position to pull out.

Beside Bury is his squadron leader Hans. After the formation of the back of the South City in the evening, Weiz selected twenty-one officers and soldiers from the entire company. These people have been in the army for more than two years or killed more than three enemies. In other words, these twenty-one people are the absolute elite and backbone of the entire Weiz company.

"you..."

"Brothers!" Hans was about to scold Bury, but the low voice of the flag captain Rigg sounded.

"Listen, when the sun completely disappears into the mountain, the West Castle Gate will be opened by our inner circle. Once the West City hole is opened, we must rush into Marsey Fort in the shortest time. The Need brothers will immediately kill to the South Castle Gate, and then seize the South Gate to break the city for the army!" It was not until the last moment that the Flag Captain Rig gave out the entire plan in a few words.

This is Yat's plan to attack Fort Marsey.

Judging from Yat's current strength and the battle time given to him by the Kodor army, it is almost impossible to chew this strong city built in a dangerous place. Even if it can be gnawed, it will damage his good teeth.

If you can't attack, you can only seize it. Fortunately, such bad things are already familiar to Yat and his army.

"Insider? Are those guys in the contingent?" a veteran of the legion asked Rig in a low voice.

Rigg nodded slightly.

"No wonder, Stanley and Oliver have not seen anyone for several months. They are hiding in this iron shell." The veteran of the legion was obviously familiar with the officers of the two task force.

Rigg didn't speak up, and he was familiar with Stanley but was just an ordinary warrior. He didn't think he was very likable.

"Everyone remember that our core task is to capture the South Castle Gate and open the way for the army to break the city. As long as we can open the South Gate, even if half of our enemies are not killed, it is the first achievement. If we cannot break the South Gate, even if we kill all the defenders in the city, we will be defeated. There is only one goal - capture the South Gate! Remember!" After Rig said that, he stopped talking, but just stared at the Marcixi Castle Gate at the end of the rugged path...

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West Castle Gate, Door Hole.

Oliver, a ragged cotton armor, walked casually towards the door hole with four skinny men in the shape of a force worker. These force worker who had been carrying stones and wood on the top of the city a few times was now one of the defenders of the castle. However, looking at their short spear-slinging swords in their arms like ragged clothes and farm tools, I really didn't dare to expect these people to exert their combat power.

"stop!"

"No one is allowed to approach the city gate without permission!" Even if it is the most unlikely battle in the West Gate, the guards guarded were also authentic Kodor defenders. There were not many people, only six people, but the weapons and armor they were on were not comparable to those of Oliver's temporary recruitment of force workers.

The commander of the Fort Marsey defender was a cautious man.

"Sir, I am a militia defending the city wall. Captain Stanley asked me to come down and see if you all need help. I~we~." Oliver hunched his back and looked like a civilian.

"Get out! You don't need you here!" The city gate guard scolded and drove away the "uneasy" militia.

Oliver was startled and took two steps back and quickly turned around to leave.

At this moment, as the last ray of setting sun disappeared from the walls of Marsey Fort, the North City suddenly heard a series of shouts of killing - the North City began to "attack".

The sudden shouts of killing made the defenders of the West Castle Gate feel tight. Who would have thought that the sky would soon be dark and the group of madmen outside the city could still start a strong attack.

"Wait!" The little officer guarding the city drank Oliver and the others.

"Don't go to the top of the city, and you'll help us defend in the door opening. Maybe the madman outside the city really attacks us." The little officer originally thought that the West Castle Gate was an absolutely relaxing task, but now it seems that this judgment is not stable.

Oliver hesitated for a while, but because of his fear of the commander, he could only walk into the doorway... At the end of the city of West City, Stanley breathed a long sigh of relief. He saw with his own eyes that Oliver and his men who were almost driven away finally entered the doorway.

Although the four people Oliver brought looked thin, they were all tough characters who were good at close combat. Before being recruited into the contingent, these people had been relying on money to make a living for others. As long as they could, they could kill the six defenders in the door.

The sudden outbreak of the battle in North City made Stanley's heart tense, because the battle in North City was just a horn, and the battle that really decided the outcome had not begun.

Stanley just glanced at the direction of North City and immediately pulled his eyes back to West City.

Due to the afterglow of the sunset, he could not see the piles of rocks at more than a hundred steps outside the city, nor did he know whether the siege army was ambushing outside the city as planned and responded at any time. Once he killed the defenders of the Xi Castle Gate and the troops outside the city could not respond immediately, the dozen or so brothers under him would probably not be able to see Ming's sun again.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will be time for Xicheng to break the city when the offensive and defensive sides of the North City fall into a fierce battle.

Stanley grabbed the cross that he opened his mouth and gently pressed his forehead, "Bless the Holy Lord, I hope everything goes well."

Whatever he was afraid of was coming, and a dozen Kodor soldiers borrowed from the south city to help the North City defenders. But when they stopped by Stanley and others, an officer stopped.

"You guys! There is no war in the west city. You militia immediately follow me to the north city to fight the enemy." The officer ordered sternly.

"Sir~ We are ordered to stay in the West City~" Stanley rejected the officer's order.

The officer turned his head and looked at the calm outside of Xicheng City, tilted his head and scolded: "Stay on the Xicheng? Are you cowards afraid of being beheaded by the enemy in Beicheng?"

Stanley and the five or six militiamen on the side just bowed their heads and said nothing, which was a default.

"I'm afraid of death? Then I'll let you die now!" The officer said as he tried to pull out his long sword from his waist and slash several people.

With a thud, Stanley fell to his knees.

"I said it, I just came to strengthen the city wall, but now I want us to go up to the city to fight for our lives~ We~ We~" Stanley's voice was very small, and his eyes were not glancing at the North City, which was fighting so loudly, and his hands and feet were already trembling without hesitation.

Woo~Woo~Woo~

The horn of the North City is getting more and more urgent.

"Sir, the north of the city is in a hurry. Let's go and support first, and then kill these soft eggs." The little leader next to the officer heard the critical situation in the north city and hurriedly dissuaded the officer.

"Wait until I come back to deal with you!" The officer threw down a harsh words, took his sword and led his people toward the north city.

Stanley turned his head and looked at the dozen or so backs that had gone away, then looked at the Kodor defenders who despised him on the west wall, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.

He started to pat the dust in his hands, walked to the wall, picked up a turbulent oil tank, walked slowly to the back, threw the turbulent oil tank with one hand, and smashed it into the entrance of the city gate.

"Hey! What are you doing?" A Westside Codol soldier scolded Stanley.

Immediately, a short sword stabbed from the back revealed a bright red sword blade from the throat of the Kodor soldier...

Almost at the same moment, the sound of swords entering the door also came from the door.

Oliver didn't do much, because in a blink of an eye, four thin and ruthless guys had cut their throats and stabbed their hearts with six underprepared defenders. Oliver kicked open the body that was still bleeding in the middle of the fort gate, and pushed up the door bar and slowly pushed open the West Fort Marsey Castle Gate...

A sound arrow came from the Marsi Fort toward the pile of rocks crept in Rig, and the sharp and harsh sound broke through the silence.

"rush!"

Regg raised his broad sword and rushed towards the rugged sausage path outside the west gate...

Echoing the shouts of North City to the sky, Nancheng was increasingly urgent attack. Since the hundreds of people attacked North City, Nancheng's offensive suddenly became serious. Odo had led his personal soldiers to 50 steps closer to South City to supervise the battle.

However, with the help of high walls and dangerous valleys, the Cordore army in the South City repeatedly repelled the offensive of the Wells Legion.

Odo was a little anxious. He knew Yat's overall plan and the battle process of attacking Fort Marsey was expected. However, Yat would deliver such an important combat mission as attacking Marsey, Odo naturally did not dare to be sluggish at all.

Yat's heart was also extremely anxious when he was stationed in the tent of the army command camp stationed in the village outside Fort Marcie.

The front was still fighting fiercely, and the Kodor army pursuing the south was rushing forward. In addition, the northern city of Kodor and Thorne began to gather troops to move south one after another. Yat and his army were in a very critical situation.

The combat power of the elite soldiers of the Wells Legion is indeed strong, but the combat power of the strong bandits cannot match in the face of the enemy with absolutely superior troops.

At the edge of the sand table, Clerk Bob and several central military star officers were marking the positions of the enemy around them with red triangles. The most urgent one was the pursuers from the south, and the distance was less than one.

Att looked at the three red wooden boards south of Fort Marce, pointed to a wooden board marked with a blue war horse and asked, "Did the messengers sent to the back formation return?"

"Sir, not yet." The official of the Star Respondent replied.

Before he finished speaking, the messenger carrying the pennant flag rushed over.

"Sir, Lord Angus and the others can't hold on anymore, and are fighting and retreating under the cover of the chariot."

"Number of pursuers in the enemy?"

"More than 600 infantrymen and 150 cavalrymen."

"So many cavalry?"

"Yes! They are all armoured cavalry, half of which are heavy armor."

Everyone took a breath.
Chapter completed!