In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

Under the night sky.

The roar was like thunder.

The moonlight cast huge shadows across the city walls.

With its wings spread wide, the manticore, which was at least five meters wide, was hovering in mid-air.

On the city wall, a commotion suddenly broke out.

Someone knelt on the ground in horror: It's a manticore, a man-eating evil beast. The enemy actually sent a manticore. Is this the punishment of the Holy Fire for those of us who are traitors?

Father in heaven, please use your divine power to destroy these evil beasts!

The manticore, a ferocious beast, had already dealt a heavy blow to the morale of the defenders on the city wall before they even took action.

This is why Rauf attaches great importance to the manticore knights. On the battlefield, these ferocious beasts can neither breathe fire nor be good at land combat.

The direct damage they can cause is actually very limited.

But their impact on the enemy's morale is the most important. In the Saracen world, which child has never heard the threat from his parents that if you don't obey, the manticore will take you away?

Nomads in many areas often have their livestock and even people snatched away by manticores, and their fear of this evil beast has long been ingrained.

But what Rauf did not expect was that although the militiamen were frightened, they still stood firm at their posts and did not waver.

Young lady's farts are just a bunch of winged beasts. Whoever dares to take away my land will kill them!

Yes, our home is behind us. Our wives and children are watching us. We have no way to retreat!

Don't forget, Lord Earl is a favored one by God. He will definitely lead us to victory.

Unlike the Armenian mercenary group, a group of professional thugs who are paid to do things, although the combat effectiveness of the conscripted militia is limited, their morale is very high.

Because they knew very well that even if Port Ella was breached, they would not be liquidated. During Lothar's rule, the land assigned to them would definitely be confiscated.

They will still live the same life as before, with no daylight, a gloomy future, and no hope at all.

They roared and shouted to boost their morale.

This attracted the sideways glances of the Order Knights who were trying to boost the morale of the Black Eagle Flag Team.

Look, even those militiamen know that they have no way to retreat. How dare you be so timid? Have you forgotten the kindness that the Earl has shown you?

Keep in mind the fighting skills I once taught you. There is nothing to fear from those pagan enemies.

The manticore knights were hovering in the sky, each picking a valuable target. Soon, they aimed at Lothar, who was standing on the city wall and dressed obviously differently from ordinary soldiers.

That's the leader of the Frankish Barbarians, kill him!

The manticore knights drove their mounts, took off their javelins on their saddles, and dived down one after another.

Being able to carry out decapitation tactics and being extremely mobile is also one of their greatest advantages.

The javelin was thrown down with the roar of the wind.

Because of their swooping posture, the accuracy of their javelin throws was much higher than when flying at high speeds in the sky, and their power was astonishing.

Standing behind Lothar, Coors disappeared suddenly like hiding in the shadows.

Bloody shadows flickered in mid-air.

There was only a sound of metal collision, and all ten javelins were intercepted by him and cut into two pieces.

The manticore began to slow down to avoid hitting the ground.

Getting closer.

The sense of oppression given by these huge beasts is undoubtedly extremely terrifying.

But in front of Lothar, it was really not enough.

Whether compared with the earth dragon or the sea dragon, the manticore can only be regarded as a small man.

Keng.

The manticore's sharp claws and its huge body collided with Prajna's shield.

The sharp claws scratched on it making a harsh sound.

Prajna's feet were motionless.

The ghost face relief on the black shield was grinning, as if it was very uncomfortable.

Lothar took the opportunity to take a step forward, and the blood waterfall was activated. His physical strength nearly doubled in an instant. The sharp shining cross sword in his hand drew a silver light and lifted it from bottom to top.

Blood, mixed with colorful internal organs, spurted out.

His sword actually cut open the manticore's tough belly, and the experience bar jumped up a little. Calculating, as long as he can kill five manticores, he can level up again. Level one.

Hans did not transform into a wolf.

Wearing iron armor and the giant winged helmet of a Teutonic knight, he knocked over a manticore.

The armored spear in his hand was like an iron rod, sweeping out and smashing away the manticore that attacked again from behind.

Hans' level has been upgraded to level 50, and his strength has exceeded 100. Even if he does not transform into a werewolf, he is definitely not something that a manticore can deal with.

Coors was still exerting his strength. He was elusive and suddenly appeared behind a manticore. The scarlet sword flashed and the knight behind it had his head cut off.

The gushing blood became Fringilla's spellcasting tool, quickly turning into blood-throwing spears to attack these rough-skinned beasts.

Under the city, because the distance was too far, the soldiers did not see the scene clearly. They only knew that a big battle was taking place on the top of the city. The officers below loudly urged the soldiers below, ordering them to speed up their advance.

But this time.

Just hear a roar.

From the towering Siegfried Tower, more than ten hurled stones flew out at the same time, slamming into the siege towers one after another.

Some boulders were bounced off the skin and iron plates above.

However, there were also huge rocks that directly penetrated the weak spots on the siege towers, causing half of the six-meter-high siege towers to be destroyed in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sharp whistling sound as a sharp weapon cut through the air.

A giant crossbow arrow made of hardwood, as thick as a child's arm, was shot out by the city defense ballistae in the tower, directly piercing the arrow shield of the siege vehicle, passing through the heads of the soldiers below, and directly penetrating ground.

Blood splashed on the faces of the Saracen soldiers.

The siege vehicle, which had been penetrated by the crossbow arrows on the ground and on the top, was in a situation where it was impossible to advance or retreat.

It was this officer of the Centurion who made a prompt decision, cut off the root of the crossbow arrow, and shouted at the top of his lungs: Hurry up and push forward. When we get to the enemy's city, they won't be able to hit us.

This is the truth.

The shooting holes on the Siegfried Tower, no matter how cleverly designed, still have blind spots.

But the trenches outside Port Ella and the suspension bridge have not been solved yet.

Those conscripted peasant soldiers holding wooden planks and sandbags were still on the way to the charge and were being attacked by Armenian slingers and archers.

They are all a group of conscripts who cannot afford to wear armor. They are pure cannon fodder. The only rudimentary shields that can be used to defend against long-range attacks are also left in the camp because they have to carry sandbags.

There were quite a few peasant soldiers recruited, relying on the wooden planks originally used to fill the trenches, to block many Armenian shots.

These Armenian light infantry from Cilicia were also poor. The bows and slings they used had very limited penetrating power.

If it were to deal with a heavily armed enemy wearing a helmet or armor, it would not be of much use at all.

But unfortunately, their current target is precisely a group of unarmored civilian conscripts.

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Rauf watched this scene from a distance.

His face looked a little ugly.

Damn it, how come these Franks' trebuchets are so accurate?

In the blink of an eye, half of the siege equipment he prepared was destroyed, which meant that the number of soldiers he could transport to the city wall at the same time would be greatly reduced.

At that time, even if you have the advantage in terms of strength, you will not be able to use this advantage at all.

Once caught in a war of attrition, the Chief Thousand Team will definitely suffer huge losses. You must know that these are all well-equipped and well-trained elites under his own command.

He looked at the dark wizard wearing a skull collar next to him and said:

Master Minomedo, it's time for you to take action. My manticore knight has entangled the enemy's witch. It's the best time for you to take action now.

The enemy's troops deployed on the city wall must be very limited now, because they still have to deal with our soldiers inside. As long as half of the siege towers can get close to the city wall, the battle will be stable.

Minomedo did not hesitate any longer. He could see that the enemy's wizard level was not low, but compared to his own, it was still far behind.

Taking action at this time, there is also the assistance of those manticores.

Around him, black mist filled the air, accompanied by a shrill scream, and there were vaguely dead souls surrounding him.

I saw him taking one step forward, and his body had already dispersed and appeared dozens of meters away.

At this time.

Finally, a siege tower approached the trench. After recruiting peasants and soldiers to fill it in regardless of life and death, a passage to the city wall was quickly paved with sandbags and wooden planks.

This was actually Lothar's intention.

He can certainly destroy a siege tower with a breath of dragon's breath or a round of stone throwing.

But the enemy's losses were probably only a few dozen people.

Only when the siege tower is built on the city wall will the war evolve into a horrific war of attrition. The enemy's subsequent forces will continue to scale the city wall under the temptation of the enemy's internal unrest.

Port Ella will become the bloodletting pool prepared by Lothar for Rauf, a terrifying meat grinder.

boom--

The wooden planks on the siege tower crashed into the crenellations of the city wall.

The black-armored soldiers who climbed up the ladder on the siege tower roared and rushed towards the Eagle Flag Brigade that had formed a shield formation.

The Eagle Flag Brigade remained motionless.

The shield array is like a wall, making it impossible for the enemy to find a target to attack.

Some people were wielding blunt weapons such as maces and axes, trying to break through the shield wall blocking the road, but behind the shield wall, Roman-style daggers had already stabbed out like poisonous snakes.

The blood quickly dyed the bricks and stones on the city wall red.

A second siege tower was built on the city wall.

Ned and other order knights led the Black Hawk Flag Team and kept encouraging their morale: Boys, this will be the first battle since the establishment of the Black Hawk Flag Team. For the glory of the Black Hawk, we will never fight in this battle. Back off!