Chapter 504 Battle of the Royal Capital (Part 2)

After the fire flashed for several breaths, he heard a muffled thunder.

Thunder came from far away, the tone was not high, but still loud. Accompanying the sound was a pillar of earth, located right next to the wooden house where the snow powder was detonated.

"What just happened?"

"The snow powder was detonated?"

"It doesn't look like it. It seems like that ship did it."

"Are you kidding? This distance is almost a mile."

The knights talked a lot, and Weimars frowned. Could it be that...the other party has noticed something fishy underground?

Intelligence collected from various sources showed that the rebel king possessed extremely powerful snow powder weapons, which exceeded the iron pipes knocked out by the blacksmiths of the royal capital in terms of range and accuracy. Therefore, from the beginning, His Majesty decided not to confront them head-on, but to adopt the strategy of ambush with explosive barrels and snow powder, leaving those weapons useless. In addition, the things blooming with fire on the bow of the ship should be enlarged versions of firearms. They can hold more snow powder, and the shot balls fired are more powerful. However, they are much more difficult to make than hand-held firearms. If you collect them all over the city, The blacksmith worked hard all winter, but the gadget he came up with was not as good as a trebuchet.

Not long after, the fire appeared again, with the same low roar. This time, the pillars of earth rose close to the wooden house, and the flying soil hit the roof of the roof.

The guess came true. The other party was obviously coming to this room. They had already discovered the snow powder buried near the pier! In this way, His Majesty Tifeko's ambush plan was in vain, Weimars thought to himself, maybe they would actually have a chance to touch the city wall.

So whether the snow powder weapon is more ferocious or the capital city wall is stronger, we will know after this battle.

At this moment, a loud noise rolled over the city.

The sound was so loud, it was like thunder exploding directly in my ears!

The ground in front of the dock suddenly arched up a hill, and countless pieces of soil and stones were thrown high. Thick smoke and white mist shot out from the soil, forming a cloud-like air mass. Violent vibrations swept across the ground, and the top of the city wall swayed instantly. Weimars squatted down subconsciously, and Skaar's feet stumbled and fell to his side.

The dirt flying into the air fell like a heavy rain, but no sound was heard when it hit the ground. Weimars's ears were buzzing. It took a while before he recovered from the sudden tremor.

Damn it, that idiot didn't even wait for the flag to blow up all the snow powder!

The originally flat ground seemed to have been gnawed by something, with potholes everywhere. Heat and white smoke were still rising from the loose black mud, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

Weimars poked half of his head out from behind the wall and saw the fleet of ships in the distance moving again, lining up and heading towards the dock. The militiamen originally used as bait either collapsed on the dock, or had dropped their weapons and began to flee.

"Who is responsible for lighting the fire?" Skarr picked up the guard next to him angrily, "I'm going to twist off his head!"

"Those are the people arranged by His Highness," the Steel Heart Knight scolded, "keep an eye on them, they are about to go ashore and prepare to raise the blue flag."

Hopefully the guy hiding in the warehouse can get the job done, he thought.

As a result, until all the other party's personnel landed on land, no movement was seen in the dock area.

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When the earth-shattering roar sounded just now, Alan Abel was taking care of his sword. The huge explosion and tremor shocked him so much that he almost threw away the hilt of the sword.

Even though he knew in advance that this was going to happen, he still didn't expect that the explosion of snow powder would be so shocking.

This is still two or three miles away. What would happen if we were caught in a trap?

He calmed the restless mount, sheathed his sword, and gestured to the cavalry behind him, "When the door opens, you will charge with me. Don't conserve your horsepower. Behind them is the canal!"

Everyone had not yet recovered from the shock of the thunder, and the responses seemed to be filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Allen shouted loudly, "This is a trap set by His Majesty. The Wrath of Thunder punishes the opponents, not us! Brace yourself, they have no choice but to retreat!"

"Yes..." This time the answers finally came out in unison.

The group of mercenaries behind him still looked confused. Allen shook his head disdainfully. He didn't take these people seriously in the first place, he was just following behind to clean up the mess.

However, after a while, the city gate still did not open.

How is this going? He looked at the top of the city wall with some doubts, but the Steel Heart Knight did not give any new instructions and the charge could start at any time, and he could not leave his guard position and go up to inquire about the situation. Time passed little by little, and suddenly, he heard a muffled sound again. The sound seemed to come from a very far distance. If he remembered correctly, it seemed to be an attack from the enemy.

What went wrong with the plan? Didn’t the snow powder trap cause the opponent to break up and flee?

When he was feeling a little anxious, a strange wind sound suddenly sounded. Before Allen had time to think about it, the green bricks next to the city gate suddenly burst open!

Brag!

The flying gravel splashed everywhere for a while, and he felt numbness in his waist. He fell stiffly and fell off the horse. The frightened horse trampled on his thigh while running away.

The severe pain made him cry out: "Ah, my leg!"

"team leader!"

"Lord Allen!"

Two retinues immediately gathered around him.

"Control the team, don't let them run around!"

Allen yelled, holding back the pain.

The cavalry formation fell into chaos. No one knew what was going on, and they all jumped on their horses to escape. The servants screamed and yelled at the top of their lungs, but they could not suppress this sudden change.

He tried his best to get up, but failed several times. When he looked around, he saw that his thigh was twisted into a weird shape, with bloody flesh at the break, the deformed armor plate tilted to one side, and the white The broken bones tore through the skin, flesh and trousers, exposing a small section with traces of shredded meat hanging on it.

Allen's heart suddenly became cold, and his career as a knight was over.

At this time, the weird wind sound started again.

What suddenly changed this time was the city gate.

He saw with his own eyes that the two guards guarding the city gate were instantly surrounded by a cloud of debris. Scattered wood and flying stone debris were swept away in a swarm. When the dust dissipated, Allen was shocked to find that the upper bodies of the two men seemed to have been cut by sharp blades. It seemed like he was dead, with blood mixed with red and green internal organs dripping all over the floor. There were five or six cavalrymen lying behind them. Those pieces of wood that were usually harmless turned into deadly weapons at this moment, piercing into the body like knives, and rocks the size of thumbs could actually penetrate armor!

A gap the size of a washbasin appeared in the nearly two-foot-thick city gate, and the enemy was still three miles away!

"The devil, the enemy is the devil!"

I don't know who shouted, and the already chaotic scene exploded instantly.

The cavalrymen who had been preparing to charge turned their horses and ran towards the rear. After catching up with the fleeing mercenaries, they caused a trample and even greater commotion. In the blink of an eye, the situation under the west city wall became uncontrollable. (To be continued. Your support is my greatest motivation.) 16-12-2911:13:43