Medieval Empire Soldier Chapter 227

  Chapter 227 Hemgart's Attack (Mourning)

  Old world, in the middle of the gray mountains, the ax bites the pass.

Three huge parapet walls carved out of black granite rocks. The outermost parapet extends from the fortress to the other end of the valley, firmly restricting the direction of the ax bite pass. Anyone who tries to cross the gray mountain must pass through This granite stone wall with only one tall iron gate is an imperial fortress with countless scriptures, pure skulls, double-headed eagles and double-tailed comets.

  Hemgat is not only an important fortress, it is also a trading center.

In the market square on the second floor of the fortress, you can see Britannian merchants selling brandy, wine, horse mane riding whips and portraits, dwarves selling silver ingots, lead ingots and iron ingots mined from the Gray Mountains, and local specialty resources. Reikland merchants.

But now, the merchants are curled up in the house and shivering, the shouts of the defenders and the roar of guns form the main theme of the fortress. The walls of Hemgard Fortress launched an extremely tragic attack, and the undead army's offensive wave after wave, brought great pressure to the defenders.

At this time, Count Reinhard von Mackensen, the imperial general stationed at this important gate of the empire, personally led the Rick-led swordsmen in half-body plate armor to patrol back and forth on the battlements for support. The shouts and admonitions full of fighting spirit and hope made the defenders of the fortress more courageous. After Reinhardt visited the frontline several times in **** battles, the undead army that had barely climbed the tower was killed by the defenders.

Located on the deep platform of Hermgart, twelve mortars were launched by imperial engineers from the giant military warehouse on the third floor of the fortress. They can completely overlook the surrounding area, and the unrestricted line of fire covers the ax-bite pass directly in front of them. , They will launch extremely heavy explosive bombs under the debugging of the highly skilled imperial engineers who have received the baptism of war, and deal the heaviest blow to all invaders.

In particular, an imperial captain next to the imperial general, wearing an exaggerated red and white tail feather decorated kite helmet, was even more brave than ordinary people. The captain banished the heavily armored undead with a single sword strike, and his partner, a witch hunter, kept harvesting the blasphemous existence of the undead with the flying rapier and firecrackers in his hands.

  The front line was tight, and Reinhardt once again visited the front line to inspire the morale of the entire fortress. He held up his long sword: "Fire! Soldiers! Destroy the army of the dead! Victory belongs to Reikland, for His Majesty the Emperor, and for the Empire!"

More than 20 cannons on the Hemgard Fortress fired continuously. After the gunners aimed at the target in front of them, the sound of lighting the fuses could be heard endlessly. The scorched air was mixed with the pungent smell of black powder. Solid bullets fell on the undead army formation one after another, causing the entire undead army formation to be in chaos, especially the tall tomb ghosts fell one after another, which made the pressure on the defense line of the city wall drop suddenly.

"For Hemgart! Soldiers, strike back! Where is my quick shooter?!" Reinhardt went to the front to fight in person. The head of the zombie was cut in two, and blood splashed all over his face without regret, but the earl himself ignored the great swordsman's request for him to retreat, and the fortress general roared: "That's a battering ram! It, ruin it!"

"Adjust the angle!" The imperial engineers are very good at bombarding slow and cumbersome targets. While the cannons are reloading, the imperial army is not fighting alone. A large number of armed merchants and nobles from the knight kingdom are very willing to help defend the fortress. The Bretons among them also took up arms and joined the battle.

Most of them only have a longbow and imported short pistols in their hands. A few professional mercenaries hold halberds, sword shields and long-barreled muskets. Dozens of knight-errant knights from the knight kingdom spontaneously formed a knight formation. The family crest, they shouted and released their own power, the longbowmen from Brittania and the imperial musketeers tilted the gunpowder and arrow rain together, the imperial swordsmen and the long halberds swept the undead like a tide The offensive was knocked down from the top of the city.

   Among them, the most famous Mackenson Predator Fast Gunners, a long-barreled musketeer composed of 120 people, just like their name, the barrage of lasing is as powerful as the predators.

At the top of the city wall, more than a dozen heavy cannons aimed at the giant battering ram that was being pushed forward by the undead. Under the power of Lich Master Kemuler, not only the strength and power have been strengthened comprehensively.

The eight-headed tomb ghosts are pushing the battering ram forward. The decayed metal on the hammer tip is blessed by dark green undead magic, which makes Reinhard terrified. He will never allow the battering ram to rush to He Before the gate of M'Gat: "Fire, soldiers, fire, shoot those giant undead in the legs!"

  The musketeers on the city wall responded loudly, the long-range firepower of the defenders fully took care of the battering ram, and even the supporting Bretanian longbowmen hurriedly ignited and fired the quiver-powered feather arrows.

However, the defense of the thick-skinned tomb ghosts should not be underestimated. Facing the continuous shooting of lead bullets from muskets and flaming rockets from longbowmen, they can't feel pain at all, even if the two or three heads at the front When the tomb goblin falls, those behind the array immediately fill up.

  At this time, the cannons in the fortress were finally reloaded, and a row of white smoke rose. Except for a fire bolt that was old and unfortunately exploded, completely misfiring, the remaining cannons bombarded solid shells at the undead battering ram.

"Huh—" These red hot solid bullets roared directly towards the battering ram, making a crackling sound in the air. Heinrich Kemmler, who was observing the situation in the rear of the siege army, focused his eyes. Chanting black magic spells loudly, holding up the deadwood staff:

   "Wall of Bones!",

Thirty meters in front of the tomb ghost pushing the battering ram forward slowly, a low shield wall made of countless white bones stood up in an instant. Grabbing the flying shells, the shells hit the wall of bones, piercing through several big holes in the low wall made of white bones, and deflecting the shooting direction. As a price, the bones condensed by black magic shattered into countless pieces. Bones.

The mortars on the third-floor platform of the fortress roared, and three explosive bombs flickering around the wall of bones, smashed **** the top of the battering ram. The body was blown to pieces, and a tomb ghost was swallowed by the flames on the spot. The dry and flammable skin and corpse oil turned into a pool of scorched flesh and blood in just a few seconds.

"Damn luck, imperial people—" Master Lich snorted coldly, his siege plan was interrupted, and it was undoubtedly a waste of magic and energy to control the undead army, and his most loyal servant, Gul, tall The undead demon king is like a red ancient warrior, standing and watching the whole process, without saying a word.

Gul, Gul the Black Axe, was a mighty champion of Khorne who was slaughtered and sacrificed in the name of Chaos **** Khorne long before Sigmar established his empire, a northern Norse tribe deeply corrupted by Chaos chief.

Gul established an empire across the Norsca Icefield in the wasteland of Chaos. His wizards and looters all firmly believed that Gul would continue to rule the Quartet as a demon prince in the future, and at the same time the powerful Khorne Chosen entered the mountain kingdom To accumulate higher craniums, Gul conquered Karak-Red-Eyed Mountain and Karak-Solitary Peak successively. For this reason, his name was even mentioned several times in the book of hatred of Karak-Kadrin Butcher Kingdom , leaving a deep hatred.

   "Hoo—"

  A turbid breath full of blood was spit out from the mouth of the corpse demon king's skeleton, and he smelled the smell of blood and fire.

"Patience, Gul, my good servant, I will let you drink the blood of mortals." Kemler lowered the peaked hat on his head, and finally commanded his necromancers to control the zombie army, Came to the rear as cannon fodder, then turned away, and his mighty servants and hundreds of Grave Guards disappeared before Hemgart Keep.

The high walls were full of cries of victory. Count Reinhard von Mackensen gave an order, and the great swordsmen launched a countercharge around the outer wall. Relying on the invincible power of the giant sword, the defenders killed Retired the skeleton warriors and zombies who climbed the tower relying on simple wooden ladders.

Soon, the imperial general led more than a hundred Rick guards and the Britannian knights, rushed out of the fortress, chasing and killing the remaining enemies on the plain, as the last skeleton warrior was smashed and trampled by horseshoes In pieces, the Lich Master's Tomb Legion vanished at the end of the Ax's Gap.

"Breath of Sigma, another victory for the empire, thank you, strange warrior, can you tell me the names of you and your companion?" After the battle, Reinhardt, whose armor surface was splattered with residue and blurred flesh, came In front of the imperial captain, he noticed the heroic combat of the latter, even though the standard armor on his body was extremely old, full of military colors of veterans, and obviously did not belong to Hemgart: "You deserve my respect, a sum of money Commission, to show my gratitude for your hard work."

Captain Empire's beautiful brown mustache trembled, and he said with a smile on his face: "Aha, my name is Marcus Kruber, he, a gloomy guy, is named Victor Salzpil, We are all mercenaries from Ubric, Honorable General Reinhardt."

  The witch hunter wearing a peaked hat standing on the side was silent, staring at Marcus with a serious face, and at the same time pulled the brim of his hat towards the imperial general to show his respect.

"Uberric's mercenary, isn't it?" Looking at the fortress craftsmen who were repairing the city wall, Earl Reinhardt said to the two Marcus beside him: "You can support Hemgart, on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor Karl Franz is forever grateful for your help."

   "We are Ubric duo, if the undead haven't destroyed your fortress, leave it to us to solve it!" The captain of the empire said generously, it sounds like he is very confident in his own strength.

   "I really hope they won't be destroyed." Reinhard grinned, seeing the blackness that still existed at the end of the ax-bite pass, the count himself stood at the top of the city, and he looked at a gap in the city wall.

   That was the breach of Kemmuler's spell bombardment, where the surface of the city wall was blasted down by black magic, and the original limestone battlements became black and bubbling.

"It seems that the ancient tomb army is about to launch an attack, an inevitable tough battle." The imperial general put his hands on the city wall, looked at the gray sky, and said in a low voice: "The fortress will not last long, we must ask Rick to lead The support of the provincial army!"

   "Did you hear that, Victor! We are about to fight again! Haha~"

   "...shut up, fool."

An hour later, Kemmler and his Tomb Legion's offensive intensity reached an unbelievable level. The Barren Grave Guard Legion that suppressed the formation did not hold back. Watching the black magic of the Lich Master pass through the city wall one after another, many defenders blinked. They were engulfed by the beam of undead magic in a short time, turning into a ball of melting snow water to drink the corroded and riddled bones, one after another army of zombies and skeleton warriors constantly tested the strength of the fortress defenders Morale and defense, black and white corpses, are like waves attacking the city wall, just like the ebb and flow of the tide, never stopping.

   The undead creatures are tireless and don't care about casualties. Their attacks have caused huge damage to the defenders.

But Hemgart, under the leadership of General Reinhardt, persisted tenaciously and never gave up. This fortress stood on the ax bite pass from the time of the vampire wars, and was strengthened during the time of Emperor Leopold. And expanded the entire fortress, which has stood quietly here for nearly seven hundred years.

For hundreds of years, Hemgard's defense has reached a certain extreme. The three-layer three-dimensional defense has maximized the long-range firepower. The granite city wall is full of towers, square towers and city defense equipment. Cannons fired solid shells at the undead army, and the great swordsmen and foot knights saved the walls several times from a disadvantage, took out the enemies and wiped them out.

The not-so-deep moat is filled with the bones of the undead, and it can no longer be seen that it belongs to the moat. The Lich Master Heinrich Kemmler, standing on the high ground of the ax-biting pass in the distance, looks at the black fortress, which is full of orange peel. There was absolutely no emotion on the wrinkled and haggard face, he just controlled the ancient tomb army to fill in wave after wave.

Kemmler's order was to do everything possible to attack Hemgard and contain Rick's army, but the Lich Master was not optimistic about the plan of the Black Lich King Akhan, but he never said a word. send.

  At least, the servant of the Lich Master, the corpse king Black Ax Gul, did not move, and the most elite spirit-bound knight army and stone tomb spirit-bound army under the ancient tomb army did not dispatch. On the contrary, this army was ambushing on the outer layer.

  He was waiting for another reinforcement, the dwarven army of Karak-Windbreeze, the ancient holy alliance of the human empire.

   One day off at the beginning of the month.

  In addition, deep condolences!

  (end of this chapter)

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