Chapter 161: Attack and Defense of the Fortress 2

Chapter 161 – Fortress Attack and Defense Battle 2
There were more and more rebel soldiers leaping onto the fortress walls, and the defenders desperately tried to prevent them from widening the breach.

All six of the rebels’ ladders managed to make it onto the walls, and the battle was stalemated between the two attack points on the left and the two attack points on the right, but the situation was not optimistic for the two in the very center.

The rebel soldiers who rushed up from these two places were all like chicken blood, shouting with red eyes while attacking the defenders, and they didn’t seem to care about the other side’s swords and knives that stabbed or slashed at them, and they were all in attacking postures.

However, it was also true that the defenders didn’t hurt them much, these soldiers who were obviously wearing a leather armor seemed to be wearing a fine steel plate armor, and it was the kind that was a full set from head to toe, and even in places like arms and legs, they could easily block the defenders’ swords and knives.

Knight Squire Bowman was in a bitter fight, he was deadlocked by a rebel soldier.

After a few rounds, he could sense that the opponent’s martial arts skills were not very good, and he knew nothing more than those big-time moves from the army, anyway, it was far worse than him, a squire who aimed to be a knight and was instructed in martial arts training by his father since he was young.

If it was a normal situation, he felt that he could kill the other party with a quick move.

But the soldier in front of him had an almost perverse defense and strength far beyond his, two advantages that made up for his opponent’s lack of skill.

Whenever he hit the opponent’s body, Bowman felt as if he had hit a piece of steel plate, which he used to feel only when hitting an enemy wearing heavy armor.

However, the other party was clearly wearing a leather armor, and his movements were flexible, if the other party was really wearing heavy armor, even if his strength was no longer great, he would not be able to be so flexible.

Bowman couldn’t help but recall the report of the severely injured scout a few days ago, when he and his companions had also encountered an enemy whose defense ability exceeded common sense.

As a knight squire, he was still able to stalemate with the rebel soldiers who were pestering him, but it was not good for the other ordinary soldiers, the close combat had already begun for more than ten minutes, and several of his own soldiers had fallen around Bowman, while the other side seemed to have no casualties.

At that moment he heard the old Duke, who was commanding the battle from the tower, shouting to all of them, “Blunt weapons! Attack with blunt weapons those enemies whom swords cannot deal with!”

A sentence reminded Bowman that although the previous lords could not figure out how the situation reported by the scouts was how it happened, but since the other party had a heavy armor-like defense and swords had limited effect on them, then switching to using blunt weapons to attack them might be of some use.

So the fortress urgently prepared a batch of blunt weapons such as war hammers, but the number is not much, Bowman was assigned a handful of them, which is now on his waist.

The real blunt weapon is not as thick and bulky as people think, for example, Bowman’s war hammer, its hammer is only the size of an adult’s fist, not the bard’s mouth is bigger than a man’s head, moving hundreds of pounds so exaggerated.

Bowman dodged to avoid his opponent’s attack, sheathed his knight’s sword in a skillful maneuver, and immediately unsheathed the war hammer that was attached to his waist.

After continuing to spar with the rebel soldier for a few more moves, he saw an opening in the opponent’s arm and swung his hammer with all his strength to hit the opponent’s right arm.

Under the huge reaction force, the tiger’s mouth of his right hand, which he used to hold the hammer handle, was shocked to numbness and pain, and when his hand loosened, the weapon almost fell off.

But it was also at the moment of the hit that the rebel soldier let out a painful yell, his right arm that was hit immediately became loose, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Bowman’s heart rejoiced, “It worked!”

As an exactly trained knight squire, of course he wouldn’t let go of the good opportunity to beat the dog in front of him, so he swung his warhammer continuously at an extremely fast speed and continuously greeted the opponent’s body.

After receiving a few consecutive blows on his chest, the rebel soldier seemed to be so dumbfounded that he wouldn’t even dodge anymore, and just instinctively kept stepping backward.

The knight squire bullied his way up, aiming for the opponent’s head and hitting it hard.

Only to hear a “bang” sound, the rebel soldier was hit to the brain burst, a backward fall on the city wall.

Bowman took a few breaths and looked around excitedly for his next target. However at first glance his heart went cold.

After many had switched to blunt weapons, although several of those red-eyed rebel soldiers had fallen, the defending side was still being pressed by the enemy at this point, and there was a steady stream of new enemies emerging from the siege ladders.

On the one hand, the defenders were equipped with a very small number of blunt weapons, only a few dozen in total, and on the other hand, not all of the soldiers were as martial as those who possessed Knight Squire.

Not being able to think about that much, Bowman immediately swung his war hammer and joined the battle again.

While pouncing on the enemy, he turned his head to look at Sir Klein in the distance, this martial skillful lord already had several sets of enemy corpses lying around him, at the moment he was surrounded by a large number of enemies, but the valiant knight didn’t show any cowardice at all, and wielded a pair of chain chains chains left and right with great vigor, from time to time, he created new wounds or corpses for the rebel army.

Seeing that the man he served was so brave, Bowman’s worries about his side’s decline were swept away, and his heart rekindled the passion for battle, roaring as he rushed toward the new target he had just picked.

……

Watching his side’s soldiers continuously climb up the fortress walls, Scott couldn’t help but laugh.

A fellow mage beside him said, “It looks like the attack is going very well.”

“Of course!” Scott curled his lips and said, “With our magical enchantments, even mortals can become so powerful.”

“I just want to show that lord that we Enchanters are so useful that we can turn decay into magic.”

Scott remembered a certain high-powered predecessor in the organization, who specialized in strengthening his own flesh and was so powerful that rumor had it that he could single-handedly sweep through an army with just a pair of meaty fists.

However, this senior has always despised them as possessors, stubbornly believing that strengthening their combat power through objects outside their bodies is just a side road.

“True power is the power of one’s own flesh, even when you have nothing to lose you can crush your enemies with an absolute advantage.”

Thinking of this contempt-filled remark he made to himself in person made Scott feel a million times worse in his heart.

Hmph! There is a limit to how much one’s own flesh can be strengthened, can you still become a god?
Of course, Scott admitted that those strengthening magic was indeed great, but for the organization to expand its influence in this world and ultimately achieve its goals, it would inevitably need to arm a large number of mortal armies, and these mortals had limited qualifications and were simply unable to learn subtle magic.

Although the organization is researching strengthening magic that can be applied to the body of mortals, this kind of magic often does not last too long, and we mages are precious and few in number, do we have to send people to the dangerous battlefield every time we fight to apply strengthening magic for the mortal soldiers, and if there is a failure that is a huge loss.

This is the time when you need an enchanter, the enchanter can not only before the start of the battle for the ordinary equipment temporary enchantment, but also in the process of making weapons to add semi-permanent gain effect.

Cultivate a large number of enchanters, you can create a large number of enchanted weapons, so as to arm a large number of mortal armies, by virtue of the advantage of the equipment to level the world.

Unfortunately, it seems that that lord has gone to the Northwest Bay to do something important and can’t be here to watch our wonderful performance.

Scott thought with great regret, otherwise he would have been able to change his impression of us as stubborn and stereotypical.

It’s really too bad!
Can’t you change the chapter name for VIP chapters anymore? It should be “Fortress Attack and Defense 3”, but I don’t think I can change it.

(End of chapter)