Lord of the North

　　 "Launch!" Grand Duke Cameron looked at the forty catapults that were ready, and ordered in a deep voice.

　　 "Launch!"

　　 These more than forty pots filled with oil traversed a beautiful arc and fell on the wall of the megalithic fortress, but some of them just smashed outside the wall and did not fall to the defenders on the wall.

　　 "Incendiary ready!"

　　 The knight ordered again that as long as the blood of this demon touches the flame, it will immediately ignite a raging flame, a flame that cannot be extinguished by water.

　　 It's a pity that this unfavorable hellfire has encountered trouble.

　　 The megalithic fortress has been strengthened by generations of masters. Now the entire city wall is built with tall towers, pure stone buildings. Unlike the previous cities, the towers are made of wood, which greatly weakens the power of oil.

　　 A large number of archers are hiding in the arrow towers scattered around the tower. The burning of oil can't hurt them at all. They only need to wait until the burning of the oil is over before coming out.

And because the walls of the megalithic fortress are high and thick, the wall is more than 30 meters thick so that the catapult cannot project the oil pots into the fortress, and the catapult approaches the wall and enters the giant crossbow on the fortress tower. In the shooting range, this really makes them feel helpless.

　　 "Your Majesty, the effect of **** fire does not seem to be very obvious." A knight stepped forward and said in a low voice.

　　 "I saw it!" Grand Duke Cameron twitched his cheeks and gritted his teeth.

　　 "Master Olin, what shall we do now?" He turned his head and asked, looking forward to it, hoping to get a positive answer from him.

　　 A trace of sorrow flashed in Gwendelin's eyes. Is this still the former king lion that runs across the battlefield? Actually he has to ask others to answer him for everything, his ambition no longer exists.

　　 "I'm sorry, my majesty, there is nothing I can do." Master Olin said ashamed, he indeed underestimated the defense power of the Boulder Fortress.

　　 "..." Grand Duke Cameron asked, his face was gloomy, and he lowered his head not knowing what he was thinking.

　　 "Let the order go on, project all the demon blood into the Boulder Fortress, and wait for the fire to go out..."

　　 At last, his eyes were red, his eyes were crazy, and he gritted his teeth and snarled, "The whole army will go to the city for battle!"

　　 Then he turned his horse's head and left here, did not say a word to the knights present, leaving them standing still on the spot with a dim complexion.

　　Master Olin lowered his head, no one could see his face hidden under the black robe, let alone guess what he was thinking.

　　 Gwendelin took a deep look at him, and then rode away. She was not needed for the siege, so she could return to the military tent to rest.

　　 It's just that a few knights followed her silently, everyone was in an atmosphere of heavy depression, no one paid attention to this scene.

　　 "It's almost time for us to perform, let's prepare."

"Yes."

　　 A depressive atmosphere permeated the entire barracks. Everyone knew that the fire of **** was not a big threat to the Boulder Fortress. They were about to fight a fierce battle, which made everyone feel uneasy.

　　 This is also a sequelae after having used hellfire to achieve great results before, and these soldiers actually became dependent on this kind of weapon of heavenly punishment.

　　 In the previous battle, they used this hellfire to burn the enemy's formation first, and then took advantage of the situation to cover up and kill the enemy when they fled, almost without paying too much. .

　　 Now once you find that your side cannot quickly defeat the enemy with a crushing advantage, you will feel nervous and uneasy. This should be something that Grand Duke Cameron never expected, right?

Now the whole lion Principality camp is silent, and only the commander gives the order to launch the slings. They want to throw all the slings and oil out, and then they will be greeted by a brutal battle for the city. These 100,000 people do not know the last life. How many will come down.

　　...

　　In the megalithic fortress, the one responsible for guarding this place is Marquis Thatcherki Beiluo, who controls the 150,000 army currently in the megalithic fortress.

He is a thin, middle-aged man who is close to fifty years old, but because of his skillful maintenance, he looks only in his thirties, his hair is meticulously combed, he deliberately has two moustaches on his mouth, and his eyes are piercing. .

He did not awaken his extraordinary power. The title was inherited from his father. He did not have much political achievements in his life. The main reason for being able to stand in the maelstrom of the interests of the kingdom and aristocracy is that he has always been a loyal supporter of the royal family. The order never violated.

　　Because he knows that only in this way can the Beiluo family be prosperous.

　　 At this time, he was sitting at the top of the fortress chamber, discussing war with the noble generals present.

"My lord, their weird flames are not very effective for the defense facilities of the Boulder Fortress. It seems that we can complete the orders given by the prince." An aristocratic lord wearing a gorgeous robe wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling lingering in his heart. Say.

　　 This aristocrat is white and fat. At first glance, he looks like he is pampered and he doesn't even exercise much. It is really hard for him to let him participate in such a cruel war.

　　 And he was forced to bring troops to help the Boulder Fortress, there are many people like him.

　　 Why didn’t you refuse this order?

　　 If the group of Marquis Boluo is rejected, they will be killed with treason!

　　 "No." Thatcherki, who was sitting on top, pinched his moustache and said softly.

　　 "This group of rebels in the Principality of Lions travels long distances and fights again and again. They are bound to be exhausted. Maybe we can take this opportunity to defeat them in one fell swoop, and even regain lost ground."

His eyes flickered, and the lion Principality wanted to fight a tough battle, which would inevitably cause huge losses to himself. Perhaps he could accomplish an unworldly achievement with the army in his hand and make the reputation of the Beiluo family famous again. Che Lopez.

　　 As soon as his voice fell, there was a "buzzing" discussion in the chamber. Although I felt that the plan was not very reliable, no one could refuse the temptation with great credit.

　　Although the prince's order is to defend the Boulder Fortress, it is absolutely impossible to attack rashly, but the most important thing for the army to fight outside is to require the coach's own judgment and be able to adapt to the situation.

　　 "My lord, please be sure to think carefully before making a decision." At this time, an elderly man in the chamber suddenly spoke.

　　 Before, he had been there with his eyes closed and rested, as if everything that happened here had nothing to do with him, but thatcherki wanted to send troops to fight, so he couldn't stand by.

　　 "Does Earl Engel have any objections?" Thatcher's eyes flickered. This veteran nobleman is in the same generation as his father. He usually has a lot of prestige in the kingdom, so he had to treat it with caution.

"Cameron came with the troops violently, morale is high, and reinforcements are coming one after another in the rear. I think it is difficult for us troops who have barely been on the battlefield to compete with them, so I think we should guard the Boulder Fortress and wait for the reinforcements. The best policy." Inge Awar said in a deep voice, not because he is greedy for life and fear of death, but because they clearly have the ability to guard the Boulder Fortress, so there is no need to risk the expansion of the battle.

　　 Once it fails, or suffers severe damage, the situation becomes dangerous.

　　 "Well, Earl Inge's statement is reasonable, let us put this aside in advance, let us discuss it." Thatcherch said smoothly, on the surface neither offended Earl Inge, nor did he explicitly abandon the plan.