Imperial Crown.

Chapter 328 Why is it so useful?
boom!
Joz's knee slammed into the ground, cracking the bricks and stones.

“Who… is it!?”

It was a huge force born from the earth that pinned him firmly to the city wall, making him unable to move!
Where did this magician come from!?

Could it be that Raven has returned?
Joz was in doubt and looked around, no longer caring about Link. He stopped the half-activated combat skill and mobilized his fighting spirit to protect himself!

Suddenly, the extremely heavy suction disappeared, and Joz's figure became extremely light.

He immediately gathered his fighting spirit in his legs and jumped high up from the city wall, wanting to see who was attacking him.

"Split the ass!"

With a few strange syllables, an invisible hand suddenly appeared in front of Qiao Zi, and then slapped him hard -

嗖

Joz blocked the sword in front of him, but his whole body still left a gray trail in the air. He was knocked under the city wall and suddenly embedded into the ground.

"Ahem——!!"

Choking and coughing, Joz stood up from the ground, brushed the dust off his body, and glared at the Wall of Sighs!

With his fighting spirit protecting him, he was not injured from the fall from such a height, but he didn't have the ability to jump back on his own.

Moreover, he realized belatedly that the magic that knocked him down did not have any killing power. If he had been more decisive and directly cut off the palm, he would not have been thrown down at all!

Looking at the Wall of Sighs, Joz roared unwillingly:

"what!!!!"

On the city wall, Link, who had escaped death, looked around and shouted:

“I wonder who is helping?”

"It's me." A young voice sounded.

Link looked back and saw a knight wearing a full set of second-level enchanted misty iron armor striding towards him.

He held two long swords in his hands, with brilliant fighting spirit burning on his body. He was advancing on the city wall, followed by a group of fully armored knights wearing green robes. Various kinds of fighting spirit were burning on each of their weapons.

They also have the fang emblem of the Slater family engraved on them.

"Viscount Hyde?!" Link was surprised and delighted: "Why are you here?"

"So, the one who just took action was Master Jon?"

"Master, I can't bear it. Compared with Baron Raven, I am far inferior." Jon appeared from the crowd with a staff in his hand: "But it is still possible to drive away a transcendent."

A third-level magic gravity spell and a third-level magic Pilaf high-five. The connection was indeed ingenious, but no one appreciated it.

"We are lost, so we came to take a look." Hyde made up some nonsense that no one would reply to: "You give the order for us to do anything."

"Huh?" Link was stunned.

Hyde is a viscount and has always been on good terms with Baron Raven. He just saved Link's life and saved the Wall of Sighs from being in danger.

But now it is this easy-going attitude that makes Link a little uncomfortable.

"Stop talking nonsense. You are more familiar with the battle situation here. We are new here and it is our first time to experience a war of this scale. We have no experience, so of course you will be the one in charge."

Haid spoke quickly and clearly, "This time I brought 2000 private soldiers, 1000 heavy-armored cavalry, 1000 crossbowmen, and 12 extraordinary 'Typhon's Fangs'. Arrange them quickly."

Just as Link was about to speak, a sharp sound was heard.

His expression tense, Link suddenly threw his sword into the air, just in time to block a feather arrow that was breaking through the air.

boom--

The two collided, and debris immediately exploded all over the sky.

"Drow archers?" Jon looked towards the platform, his eyes slightly tense: "The Principality of Eivor really invested a lot of money."

"Don't just stand there, give the order now!" Hyde urged, "If you feel embarrassed, wait until your baron comes back and say a few good words to me and give me some credit. That's better than anything else!"

Link no longer hesitated and immediately began to deploy his troops. "Okay, then please send two Typhon's Teeth into groups, each with 50 heavy-armored elite soldiers, to push down the siege vehicles currently on the city wall. The rest of the heavy-armored elite soldiers will clear the city wall."

"Please note that those wolf-faced soldiers are not like living people. They can only be killed by smashing or cutting off their heads. Our tactic is to throw them down as much as possible and not get entangled."

"Viscount Hyde, please work with me to find out the shortcomings and fill them."

"Master Jon, can you take care of those arrow towers?"

Jon nodded. "It's very simple."

"Then I'll leave it to you all." Link said.

Hyde shouted, "Everyone heard what Knight Link said, hurry up and move!!!"

"Yes!"

The arrival of this batch of reinforcements was like a cup of water in the desert and a pot of charcoal in the freezing cold for the defenders who were already at the limit of their strength.

1000 heavily armored soldiers, led by Typhon's Tooth, dispersed and rushed to the top of the city.

As expected of the Earl's family's private soldiers, among them were veterans who had experienced the battle against the Death Hand Cult, and their quality could be said to be quite excellent.

Four or five hours had already passed since the siege began, and most of the Eivor soldiers attacking the city were exhausted and were only able to hold on on their last breath.

Now, facing the new reinforcements who have just joined and are still fully armored and wearing helmets, they have almost no ability to resist.

Although the soldiers of the Wolf-Faced Legion were tireless and had amazing fighting power, and had caused some casualties and trouble, in the end too few of them could reach the top of the city wall, and they were slowly pushed back.

Amidst the loud noises, ladders were knocked over one after another, and siege vehicles slid down the high slope under the city wall because their fulcrums had been cut off.

The shooting towers a hundred meters away also collapsed one by one under Jon's magic.

Jon is a dual magician of earth and water. A rain spell can destroy the arrows and bowstrings of the archers on the shooting tower. Then, just a few ground spike magic spells can shake the foundation of the temporary shooting tower.

When the setting sun appeared on the horizon, accompanied by long horn sounds, the Eivor army once again left a field of corpses and retreated to the camp.

There was a burst of cheers of survival on the city wall, but the cheers soon turned into loud crying.

The cries mostly came from the remnants of the Xuefeng County Legion.

Hyde could understand that feeling.

He walked on the post-war city wall under the setting sun, and as far as he could see, there was not a single spot of clean land on the entire city wall.

Some of the limbs, corpses, blood, and internal organs had begun to stink after being exposed to the sun for a day, while others had been burned by fire and gave off a burnt meat aroma.

It took all of Hyde's self-control not to vomit right there and then.

In comparison, fighting the Death Hand Cult felt much better - at least the bones wouldn't rot.

As for the surviving defenders, almost all of them were injured. Losing an ear or a finger was considered common, and losing an eye was not considered a serious injury.

"Is the damage serious?" Hyde asked.

"...Today, there are 3372 defenders who can still go up to the city, including 409 from the Eagle Army and 2963 from the Snow Maple County Army."

Link lifted his visor, and dead skin had already broken out on his dry lips. "I just did a rough count, and there are 2259 people still alive, including 311 from the Eagle Army and 1928 from the Snow Maple County Legion."

Even though it had no direct bearing on his interests, Hyde still felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

This loss is truly devastating.

At the same time, I am also glad that I arrived in time.

With such damage, if I hadn't arrived today, I'm afraid the Sighing Wall would have fallen back into the hands of the Principality of Eivor.

Such a huge loss does not mean that the defenders are incompetent.

Hyde looked beyond the city walls.

Under the city wall, some of the wreckage of ladders and siege vehicles were still burning, and the corpses of Eivor's army were piled up like a carpet made of flesh and blood.

Today, the loss of Eivor's army is probably more than 2000, most of which occurred before Hyde and his men arrived. "Thank you for your help, Viscount Hyde, but even with your reinforcements, I'm afraid we can't defend the Wall of Sighs." Link said:

"So, I hope you'd better evacuate as soon as possible."

Hyde frowned: "Do you think that people in our Slater family are afraid of death?"

"Since I'm here, I never thought of retreating."

"Whether the Sigh Wall is in our hands or not is related to the future of the Nord Province and the situation of the Imperial War. Even if all 2000 of my men are killed here, it won't be a big deal."

Link licked his lips. "Lord Hyde, the Sighing Wall will not return to the hands of the Eivor people."

"What do you mean?" Hyde asked.

Link pointed to his feet and said, "We have buried 2000 barrels of kerosene in the city."

"The reason we have resisted until now is that we don't want the Eivor people to think that we won too easily and thus become suspicious."

"According to our original plan, when we can no longer hold on, we will withdraw, leaving behind some warriors to wait for Eivor's army to come in. Then..."

"boom!"

A chill creeps up through Hyde's heart, causing him to shiver.

The Wall of Sighs is a stone fortress, but its interior architecture is still mainly made of wood.

Once 2000 barrels of kerosene explode here at the same time...

He seemed to be able to see the scene - the raging fire engulfed the entire fortress, and it was impossible to extinguish it and there was no escape.

All of Eivor's troops that enter the city will become bacon in the oven.

After such a fierce fire, even steel would melt. Without three to five years of repair, the Sigh Wall might never be put into use again.

"Is this what Raven meant?"

Link shook his head: "No, this is the backup plan that Howell and I discussed."

"That's why we forced the evacuation of the city's residents ahead of time. In addition to not wanting to involve too many people, we also planned to leave more food and grass behind to help with the burning."

Hyde was speechless for a moment.

Not only is Raven cruel and ruthless, but his subordinates are also deep-minded guys who do not take their own lives seriously, nor do they take the lives of others seriously.

However, this is the only way to achieve this tactical goal.

"Don't be so pessimistic." A steady voice sounded.

Link turned around immediately: "Master Jon!"

"Uncle Jon!" Hyde smiled. "You said that, do you have any new discoveries?"

Jon nodded. "The Wall of Sighs is a defense line that Eivor built with all his might. How could it be so easy to break through?"

"If the enemy attacks the city again tomorrow, then Link, you can let your people take a break and let our people take over."

Link was somewhat puzzled, but did not refute.

In any case, Hyde's rescue effort greatly eased the tension of the situation; and if the remaining Snow Maple County Legion could be allowed to rest for a few days, then they, having already been tempered in actual combat, would be able to display even stronger combat effectiveness.

If not, it won’t be too late to transfer then.

That night, after confirming the safety of the Wall of Sighs, Hippogryph brought Howell back.

Although Howell was hit by Joz, firstly, Joz did not use all his strength, and secondly, the level 2 magic amulet also played a significant role.

A coma was inevitable, but the injuries were stabilized.

As for the Aiwo coalition, namely Faraday and Palmer, although their offensive suffered a setback today, they were not seriously injured, and the greatest losses were suffered by the light infantry.

The next day, the attack was launched as usual.

However, after the sun rose and the catapults began to bombard, the two nobles were no longer so optimistic.

The Marquis Faraday's fat face swelled up like a pig's liver:

"Damn it, why is this magic circle so useful?!"

The catapults roared over the battlefield, but they had lost the power they had in the previous days.

Because someone finally presided over the magic circle of the Sighing Wall, it began to operate.

An invisible barrier shrouds the Wall of Sighs.

The huge rocks flying in the sky would be intercepted by an invisible force dozens of meters outside the city wall, becoming weak and powerless, falling to the ground with a thud, and then rolling down the slope, becoming an obstacle to the siege troops.

The high range advantage that was originally gained from building a shooting tower also disappeared, and no arrows could fly to the city wall at all.

In this way, the defenders' crossbowmen could pour down their crossbow arrows without any scruples. Starting from 80 meters, every step forward would leave behind a large number of corpses.

Although siege vehicles and ladders could still be transported in, without long-range support, even if they got close, they would quickly be pushed down and burned.

Among the ten crosses, not even one can be placed on the top of the city wall!
The bodies piled up more and more outside the city.

The defenders on the Sigh Wall will not clean up, Eivor's army is incapable of doing so, and now it is midsummer, so corruption is inevitable.

The smell was even more disgusting than that of a garbage dump. Except for the Wolf-Faced Legion soldiers who had undergone special training, ordinary Eivor soldiers would turn pale when they got close to it. Many of them would vomit violently on the spot and it took them a while to get used to it.

And if you accidentally fall into the pile of corpses, it would be terrible, more uncomfortable than having a bucket of hot feces poured over your head.

"Eh--"

In front of the high wall of sighs, Earl Palmer let out a long sigh.

This fortress was supposed to be the patron goddess of Eivor, but now it is lying in wait for the enemy.

Instead, it became a meat grinder where the Eivor people continued to die!
The original plan to take down the Wall of Sighs within three days came to nothing.

The sun was setting again, and under the glow of the setting sun, it was no longer possible to tell whether the red on the Wall of Sighs was sunlight or the blood of the Eivor people.

"We can't hold back." The fat Faraday took the initiative to propose to Earl Palmer: "From now on, the catapults will run day and night to consume as much magic crystal reserves as possible in the magic circle inside the Sighing Wall."

"After tomorrow, your elite troops and mine will launch a joint attack."

"Otherwise, when Raven comes back, we will be attacked from both sides, which will make it even more difficult to fight."

Earl Palmer rubbed the age spots on the back of his hands, as if he wanted to crush and melt them, but his tone remained calm: "No, the catapults can continue to operate, but your army cannot move. Continue to conserve your strength."

"They just activated the protective magic circle. The number of defenders in the city has not changed much. If they cannot climb the city wall, it is meaningless to have a large number of people. There is no need to waste their physical strength and morale."

"Raven is the point."

"Be prepared, keep your energy up, and when Raven arrives, eat him up in one go!"

Faraday nodded. He also felt sorry for the strength of his men. It would be best if he could avoid wasting it. Anyway, he had already put forward the idea.

"Starting tomorrow, I will change my tactics and try a different way of attacking the city." Palmer added:

"But... my Wolf-Faced Legion has suffered heavy losses in the past few days. You have to help me replenish them."

"It's just serfs, how much do you want?"

"1000 serfs, preferably young and strong."

Faraday nodded generously, his fat cheeks shaking: "No problem!"

That night, 1000 serfs came from Faraday's camp to the main camp.
Never came out again.

The next day, which was the fifth day after the siege began, thousands of serfs were driven to the front line.

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(End of this chapter)