Who says knights can't backstab

Chapter 721
Foster Felix felt an emotion called "despair" that he had never felt even when he was a child, his feet slipped and he almost fell into the cesspit, and he had to hold on to the edge of the cesspit with only the strength of his fingers. .

The voice I spoke just now should, no, be loud, right?

But Candice's equally terrified eyes told him clearly: Your voice is so loud that my grandma, who has been dead for 13 years, can hear it in the grave, and everyone in the square can hear your deserter declaration——

Desperate, that's all, forget it, I'll just die like this——

What could be more desperate than uttering the words of the deserter declaration in front of the actual ruler of Amathir?
And this young marquis just watched him quietly, when he was about to fall down, a gentle wind suddenly blew, which instantly restored his sanity and cleared his mind.

"your name?"

"I, my name...ah, Lord Marquis, what I just said, it's just, this, no, I..." Foster Felix was completely incoherent, and the handsome elves of the young Marquis The face did not show any boredom, but repeated again:

"I asked, what's your name?"

"I, I am Foster, Foster Felix, a member of the Siliki scout team..." Foster finally announced his name, then lowered his head, only waiting for the trial from the young Marquis.

"Listen, Foster Felix—and all the rogues out there."

The voice of the young Marquis was not loud, but carried by the wind, it was delivered to everyone's ears, so that they could hear him clearly:

"You may have heard some rumors, such as entering the hinterland of Ao San Emma, ​​let me declare first."

The rogues present were staring at the young marquis, none of them expected that the latter would be so straightforward, straight to the point when he came up——

"It's not a rumor, it's true."

Nearly half of the wanderers had their eyes darkened, but the next words of the young marquis almost made them go out of their bodies:

"And, I will go with you."

The rogues were silent for a few seconds, and then immediately exploded:

"Nora, what did I hear? Your Excellency the Marquis is going with us?"

"Danya, I can't breathe, let me think about what to do, what to say..."

"Master Marquis won't have a mental problem, right? How could he come up with such a mentally retarded idea? How can a commander of the army go to danger in person?"

"It's probably bragging, right? We're afraid that we'll coax us to go because we think we're going to die?"

"Master Marquis, give me an explanation!"

"Master Marquis, what is going on!"

All kinds of voices sounded in the crowd, and Cyril was not in a hurry to appease their emotions, and even let these wanderers make noise, until the pile of emotions reached a peak, and everyone's eyes turned from each other again. When shifted to him—

Their thirst for knowledge has reached its peak, and they are eager to get a real answer from Cyril. Is this a scam to coax them to death, or is the young Marquis really mentally ill and wants to be with them? to die.

Amid such calls, the young marquis stood in front of the "community dead" wanderer, and slowly raised one hand.

Then, he snapped his fingers.

With the sound of snapping fingers, everyone in the square found that the world they lived in had darkened, and everything around them seemed to be flowing, and their shapes could only be distinguished by color difference.

"This... this is the Shadow Realm!"

Just a few seconds later, a wanderer with knowledge called out. He was excited for a while, and under the suspicious eyes of his companion, he remembered that he should explain, so he was busy explaining to his companion again. The Marquis adopted What a wonderful method it is.

This time, Cyril will not give them another chance to discuss. He cleared his throat and continued to use the wind as a microphone:

"Now go out of the city and go to the woodland on the south side of the East Coast Plain, where we will gather."

"Our mission, after the Osan Emma attack."

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Lowell O'Brien stood in front of the cavalry formation with a halberd in his hand.He didn't ride a mount, but the figure behind him riding an earth dragon and a war horse was obviously a bit taller than him, but it gave the impression that he was a circle shorter than him.

Standing there, no soldier dared to make an extra sound, not even a horse dared to snort.

"General."

The messenger rode his horse and dismounted 50 meters away from him, then trotted to five meters behind him, and saluted respectfully: "The weapons of war are ready, and we will immediately launch the first round against the city wall of St. Hytel." attack?"

"Divide the troops." Rowell O'Boin stroked his long gray beard, stared directly at the distant city wall, and said solemnly: "Let those western nobles divide their troops and attack the positions on the two wings of St. Hytel. Let them The Earth Dragon Corps and the heavy cavalry call for an application, and I have only one request - to destroy those positions as quickly as possible."

"The reserve army of the Hilaria Army launched the first attack on the city wall. Don't use the siege vehicles for now, let them try to set up the ladder."

"Then... where does the Red Flame God punish the catapult?"

"Start casting now."

"Yes!"

The messenger stepped back respectfully, then trotted onto his horse, and delivered the notice to the main camps of the tens of thousands of troops.

And just half an hour after this order was conveyed, rumbling footsteps resounded in the entire Ao San Emma position.

Squads of troops set out, drove out of the temporary position, and pointed at St. Heitel like a trident, covering the east wall, north, and south defense positions!
On the city wall of St. Hytel, Arlin Amy, Gerald Wharton, and Atsk Angels stood together. The three represented the coaches of the three armies, and they were looking at it from a distance. The movements of the Alma St. Emma's army.

"Three ways to advance together, the appetite of the people of Osan Emma is really big enough, they actually plan to eat all of our three ways in one go." The head of the Second Legion said coldly.

"They have an advantage in strength, and the three-way attack is the best choice." Atzke focused his attention on the group of Austrian St. Emma soldiers who were rushing towards the city wall of St. Hytel. "They didn't use the siege engine, they should I just want to try to consume the city wall... Captain Walton, how long can Saint Hytel's city defense circle last?"

The head of the Fifth Army Corps shook his head and said: "Although the mage has seized the time to repair it in the past few days, in the previous period, the 'care' of the city defense circle by the people of Ao San Emma was much extra, and I want to rely on it. I'm afraid it won't work to block the catapults from those catapults."

The design of the city defense circle is very complicated. Its essence is a combination of several magical auras that do not affect people. Commonly used city defense circles will have "forbidden air", "atmospheric shield", and "mana burning" The effect is on.

After all, it is not a mage who casts spells on certain groups, nor is it possible to turn off the damage of teammates in the game. Intuitive and effective spells such as "firm will" and "slowness" cannot distinguish between enemy and friend.Therefore, the city defense circle is mostly used to restrict the casting of spells by enemy mages, the atmospheric shield to block arrows, and the air ban to prevent enemy air units from invading the city.

It would be fine if St. Hytel was in its prime at this time, but it had already experienced dozens of days of torment by the people of St. Emma.If the fragile city defense circle is subjected to the bombardment of the catapult of the level of Red Flame God's Punishment, the magic fluctuations caused by the catapults, which are products of alchemy, will undoubtedly cause irreparable damage to the city defense circle.

"Commander Walton, do you have any ideas?"

The city defense forces in the city are mainly soldiers of the Fifth Army, and Atzke respectfully asked the commander of the Fifth Army for his opinion.

"The people of Ao San Emma didn't use the siege engine, probably because they were afraid that the crossbow arrows at the top of our city would destroy it before their siege engine was set up. As for how to deal with the ladder...my subordinates have already had sufficient experience. In the past dozens of days, we have been fighting like this, not to mention that we only need to hold on to one wall at this time."

"But those catapults... To be honest, Your Excellency Angers, I can't think of a way to hold the city wall under the bombardment of those catapults while protecting the soldiers and the city wall."

"If they plan to use the Red Flame God's Punishment Catapult to set up a ladder for the infantry, then we still have to hold on to the city wall, and we can't let the ladders of the Austrian St. Emma climb up easily, but the casualties that come down like this..."

Walton looked worried, and it’s no wonder he couldn’t think of a countermeasure—he had lived for more than 50 years, and it was the first time he had seen a siege catapult of the size of the Osanta Emma, ​​and there was no suitable cracking method in the military manual. Of the policy.

If it is described as a moba game, then as the disadvantaged side, they have to bear endless consumption from the opponent's long hand, and they have to defend their own defense towers.

"My suggestion is to let the soldiers withdraw the city wall first, avoiding the first few rounds of projections from those catapults." Atzke closed his eyes for a moment, and slowly said the thoughts he had sorted out in his mind.

"However, the time for a few rounds of projection is enough for those people from Ao San Emma to successfully reach the city wall, and wait for the ladder to be erected..."

"Commander Walton, I think with the quality of your soldiers, they should be able to return to the city wall as soon as the catapult fire disappears?"

"Yes, of course," replied Gerald Walton, "but the point is..."

"Master Walton, don't forget that our Lord Marquis is outside the city now." Atzke said confidently, "We must trust our Lord Marquis to make these catapults 'dumb' in time."

"Alright alright--"

The two legion chiefs have already discussed this crazy plan to dismantle the catapult with Atsk and Cyril. The two legion chiefs were absolutely opposed to it at first, but after the young Marquis showed his shadow world and extraordinary strength , the two of them shut up together——

In terms of status, I am not as good as the opponent, and in terms of fists and combat achievements, I am still not as good as the opponent, so what else is there to say?
"Then the defense of the city will be handed over to His Excellency Walton, and we have to return to our own position to preside over the situation." Yarlin Amy squinted his eyes, and then returned to the south and north of St. Hytel City with Atsk. On the two joint defense positions.

"How's the situation?" Atzke hurriedly found Memphis.

The position in the north of the city is in charge of the Amasir Army, and the position in the south of the city is in charge of the Second Army—although the strength of the Second Army at this time is obviously insufficient, the Amasir Army has no time to send troops to assist at this time. Second Legion.

If he really wanted to help the Second Army, then the Amasir Army had to gain enough advantage in the direction it was in charge of in order to be able to dispatch troops to assist the position in the south of the city.

"The light cavalry has already had the first round of contact with the opponent's scout cavalry. After our cavalry archers shot down a dozen or so cavalry on the opposite side, they retreated." Meng Feila undoubtedly became a battlefield intelligence officer at this time—even so Using a professional-level elf shooter is a bit too overkill, but Atzke has to say that Memphis is really easy to use.

"Is there any information about the Austrian Saint Emma Army attacking our direction?"

"Their banners have not been sighted yet, but the O'San Emmas are coming in menacingly, and there are at least seven cohorts attacking us—"

"Seven brigades... more than 5000 people?" Azik quickly made some calculations in his mind: "Then the pressure we bear should be greater than that of the Second Army, and the commander of the Amy Army will be there in a short time. It shouldn't be a problem."

The Alma St. Emma had a total of more than [-] troops, and one-third of the troops were allocated to attack the northern position of the city. This was considered to be a face for the Amasil Army—of course, it may also be because the Ao St. Emma is relatively I like the feeling of piercing through from top to bottom, and want to pierce the defense positions from north to south.

He had seen clearly the direction of the Austrian St. Emma's army from the top of the city before, and the opponent had no intention of covering it up, which was also in line with the combat style of that veteran, Rowell Oberian.

Quickly attack, crush, and quickly destroy La Rochelle's position, and then gather forces to take St. Hytel in one fell swoop——

The troops were divided into three groups, and besides that, a considerable part of the troops had not yet been mobilized, obviously intending to use them again in the second phase of the general attack on St. Hytel.

"If it were me, I would choose to split into two groups, attack St. Heiter all the way, and attack one side of the defensive position all the way." Atzke muttered, "They have lost so many times, and they still believe so Can your own army be able to crush our La Rochelle army with the same number of people? It's a bit too whimsical."

Although the veteran's illustrious military exploits are enough to prove that his tactical style is not unrealistic, this does not prevent Atzke from slandering him.He muttered, and quickly made a judgment: "Let all our cavalry come back, the position that has been set up for so long is not in vain, and it is time for the people of Osan Emma to suffer from positional warfare... "

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden explosion like thunder, which came from an extremely far away——

The sky above the east wall of St. Heitel.

Seven streaks of scorching red light pierced the sky with a tail flame like a comet, and smashed towards the city wall of St. Hytel.

(End of this chapter)