Blood tax

Chapter 299 Storm Assault
Lien and Lieutenant Bernard came in from the door.Bernard, who was born as a cavalryman, was still dressed in uniform as before, but Rin next to him was completely different, and Berthier almost didn't recognize him.

The standing officer of the Stormtrooper squadron had his silver armor painted black, and the raised thimbles and beautiful plumes had been cut off, leaving only the round crests.There was a large gray cloth bag hanging on his chest, and there was something bulging inside. The saber was replaced with a very sharp polished shovel, and there were two short crossbows hanging on his belt.

From Berthier's point of view, the tall and straight test lieutenant Bernard was more like a cavalry officer, and Ryan was ashamed, like an engineer digging a trench.

"I see, you plan to dig trenches to attack the Clan Alliance's line of defense, right?" Berthier asked, "Storm Squadron will also participate in the operation?"

Lean shook his head, fished in his breast pocket, and took out two round black iron balls.

"This is a grenade, a new weapon that uses gunpowder to detonate. After a period of time after the fuse is lit, the explosion will shatter the shell, releasing shock waves, flashes, smoke and fragments. As long as there is a kindling that can be ignited, theoretically it can also be ignited in rainy days. "Use it," Bernard said, "These weapons are still being tested, and the throwing distance is limited, and they are easy to blow up your own people. After using them, Lean asked to try to equip some. We originally wanted to bring artillery, but we couldn't keep up with the marching speed." .”

"Is this thing useful?" Berthier Berthier stared at the iron ball on the table, feeling that it looked a bit like a cannonball, "How effective is it?"

"If you are lucky, you can explode the flying fragments to achieve range damage. The fire and loud noise are also scary," Bernard said. "If you are unlucky, you can only get two pieces of iron, but the fire and sound are still scary."

Griffith took over the topic: "There is a high probability that the Clan Alliance army near Pierafon is not a field elite. If they build fortifications to block them, then we must assault the ditches and earthen walls and fight them between the double walls.

"Our army is small in number, and we will suffer great losses by storming walls and trenches in broad daylight. New equipment and tactics will give us certain advantages."

The grenades used by the test squadron were not the same as the ones provided in the Hormonwatts laboratory.The shape is rough, no dust crystals are rubbed in, and the common point is that they have not passed strict tests.

Griffith was worried about the actual combat effect and safety of this kind of thing, turned to Lean and said: "This is a dangerous mission to go deep into the enemy. I will be the vanguard. After breaking through, you will follow up with the rest of the squadron. Kill and block enemy reinforcements with defensive grenades to ensure the bridgehead is breached until the infantry boys of Urenas' Brigade arrive."

Lean nodded, with neither agreement nor worry on his face.

Reinforcements were set out at dawn the next day.In order to save time, everyone does not eat breakfast in the village, but when they leave the village, they receive a large piece of bread spread with honey and a handful of nuts from the village servants who are already waiting, and eat while walking.

They moved along the main road, and reached a town at noon, where half of them got into the prepared carriages, and the other half followed on foot, and replaced after a certain distance.

The wagons transporting them stopped at the next town, handing over the army to a new convoy of officials and caravans.With the assistance of the prince, Sonia and some of the people who stayed behind sent instructions to hire and coordinate the residents along the way to provide cooperation; Griffith led the people to the front and rushed to the next transfer station in advance to ensure that the locals were ready on time .

This army didn't have to worry about other things. It traveled by car or on foot every day, and arrived at the outskirts of Pierafon at dusk on the fifth day.

When they came here, they were not stopped by the orc army, not even the patrolling scouts noticed.

……

The sun was about to set, and Griffith led the officers quietly to the nearby hills to look at the situation in the town of Pierrefond.

This town is not big, with streams, cliffs and cliffs to the west and north, and the other directions have been besieged by clan alliances.

The signal from the Echo Crystal has been interrupted.On the battlefield where tens of thousands of people are fighting, psionic signals will be mixed with a lot of disturbing impurities, hindering the production of magic.If the combatant has strong blood, sensitive spellcasters will hear inexplicable noises as soon as they get close, making it difficult to concentrate.

Thick black and white smoke enveloped the tawny earth.The felled trees became trebuchets and ladders, stretching out from the ground like the tentacles of hell, and burned into charred traces outside the town.The town has built an earthen wall, and a hundred meters away from the earthen wall are two walls separated by tens of meters, one enclosing the town and the other facing outwards to block reinforcements.

The fireball dragged a long trajectory, swept across the sky under the setting sun, and fell in the town amidst the flames and the roar of the earth, igniting flames more than ten meters high.The gravel underfoot bounces with every fall.

The bare ground was covered with black spots, big and small, like sesame seeds, some of which were still wriggling, smearing long black lines on the ground.

In order to avoid the arrows, the attacking soldiers dug a traffic trench on the ground leading to the city wall of Pierafon, and walked through it with their waists bent.From time to time, a few fireballs flew out of the town and smashed into the open space outside the city.

If the fireball fell into the trench, the soldiers hiding in it would be rolled into a street of roast meat.Therefore, the ditches and earth barriers outside the town were built in twists and turns, like spider webs.

A bugle sounded, and several teams of soldiers jumped out of the trench carrying ladders and appeared on the scorched land.They raised their shields above their heads and advanced like many-legged centipedes.The worm-like team trembled violently as they approached the bottom of the city wall, scattered into a group, and erected a ladder to stand on the city wall.

At this time, another wriggling bug will appear on the wall of the town, shaking off debris-like objects below.The besiegers who came into contact with the debris fell silent, while others climbed up the ladder.They were less than halfway up when the ladder caught fire again, and it toppled over with the climbers.

There are no well-armoured knights, and no unworthy warriors, but little black shadows haunting the smoke and loess.

The comic pantomime of this scene is like the ants running along the branches to escape the flood, and when the escape is imminent, the branches are washed away by the flood.The helpless ants were not discouraged, and climbed up from other directions with other branches.

Griffith shuddered.This desperate aggression had been a part of his life, a recurring image of the Far East.After a lapse of one year, witnessing this gloomy and familiar scene again, his thoughts trembled along with the hand holding the hilt of the sword.

He suddenly had an idea—whether Homenworth's comfortable studies, or leading the city defense army and militia in battle, one after another incidents and stories were just intermissions in the gloomy drama before him, he would return to the city after all. to past reality.

This indescribably familiar and strange feeling seemed to have happened before, making his heart beat violently.

He was a little embarrassed and ashamed, he lowered his head and looked at his companions, worried that everyone would notice his gaffe just now.

He found that Lien, who was close at hand, was pale, and his eyes were almost out of focus as he watched the battlefield.

"By the Holy Light, is this hell?" Jill, who was watching from the side, sighed softly.

"No, young man," muttered Rin, who had always been silent, "this is life."

……

The offensive was scheduled to start before midnight.

The army of the Clan Alliance built a large number of fortifications to attack and protect themselves after surrounding Pierafon. The entire battlefield is densely covered with walls, ditches and fences, and battles will break out between the fortifications.There are strong orcs in the army of the clan alliance, but half-orcs of mixed blood make up the main part of the army.They do not have the strong physique and firm will of the orc warriors, but they are very agile when they bend their bows and shoot arrows.Against them, block them with heavy armor, or quickly break into the face and crush them.

All the officers and sergeants of the Storm Squadron gave up the long spears and halberds that were difficult to use in the fortifications, and brought the newly developed grenades, axes, small shields, short crossbows and even shovels suitable for use in small spaces. They blacked out the shiny silver armor, Wait for Griffith to issue a signal to launch an assault.

Once this assault team has completed the breakthrough, the various infantry squadrons commanded by Berthier will follow up and deploy inside the Clan Alliance's defense line to defeat the remaining enemies.

……

After nightfall, the cobweb-like tunnels and earth barriers on the battlefield calmed down.The silence was broken only by the occasional attacks of the catapults on both sides and the occasional wailing of the wounded.

The purple-black night sky was split by lightning, and rumbling thunder exploded from time to time.Heavy rain poured down, splashing blood-soaked ditches and mounds.The torrential rain washed away Voldemort's body, the wind howled non-stop, and lightning flickered on the other side of the horizon.

Then the dogs barked, the wargs howled, and there was a distant clanging.The half-orc soldiers huddled on the earth barrier and the wall were awakened by the roar, their whole body was stiff and their hair stood on end.They hastily seized their spears and axes, put on their half-filled helms, gripped their weapons with slippery hands, and stared wide with terror.

It is said that on the battlefield full of corpses, there will be scavengers with black outlines and blood-red eyes. Soldiers who see their faces will not survive the sunrise the next day.The monster is cruel and greedy. If it disturbs its eating, it will let it add fresh meat to the menu.

"Shh, hush, keep quiet..." the orc veteran whispered, "Where's the Warg?"

Their position was near the outer wall, on a high point on the wall.However, the dark night and heavy rain made them unable to see the surrounding situation clearly, and they could only feel anxious amidst the barking of wargs and dogs.

"There, Captain," whispered a Gnoll soldier, "I can't hear it?"

The other soldiers stared wide-eyed.The barking in the dark turned into a whine, the wind was blowing, and the clanging was approaching.Something is coming this way through the ditch, through the night.

They seemed to hear heavy breathing.

"Huh, huh—"

The sound close at hand was extremely depressing and frightening in the dark.The orc soldiers looked around nervously, but found no one.

A bolt of lightning descended from the thunderstorm, and a tall, hideous figure appeared on the dirt wall.The thing was illuminated by lightning, and disappeared as the light dissipated, like an indescribable nightmare.

Suddenly, the soldiers saw a straight bolt of lightning hovering in the darkness. The lightning was so abnormal that people couldn't figure out why it stopped there.The lightning illuminated the black robe, heavy armor, and gauntlets, and a blood moon-like sight was seen under the pitch-black helmet.The scarlet light is extending along the lightning.

This is clearly a sword!

The orc veteran tried to warn, but found himself speechless.

"Huh, huh—"

The dull voice seemed to echo in the heart of the orc soldier, and an invisible big hand grabbed his throat.Suddenly, the black shadow flashed past, and the orc veteran found himself flying, but his body was still half kneeling on the ground.

The soldiers who were suddenly attacked resisted.They fought back with muskets and axes, but the weapons in their hands snapped in two.

The monster in the shadows rolled over like mowing grass, and the soldiers who dared to stop him moved in the blink of an eye.The short spear pierced his body, as if hitting a hard layer of ice.

"Crossbow arrows!" shouted a soldier.The companions around him reacted faster, grabbed the crossbow and shot.

The attacker grabbed a corpse to block it, and the arrow made a "poof" sound and pierced into the flesh.He threw it casually, and the corpse flew out, knocking the orc's crossbowman to the ground.

　Today is too late for two updates, tomorrow two updates.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)