Chapter 161 Fortress Attack and Defense 2

More and more rebel soldiers jumped onto the fortress wall, and the defenders tried desperately to stop them from expanding the breakthrough.

All six rebel ladders were successfully placed on the wall. The battles at the two attack points on the left and the two attack points on the right were in a stalemate, but the situation at the two points in the middle was not optimistic.

The rebel soldiers who rushed up from these two places were all excited, shouting with red eyes, and attacking the defenders with all their might. Moreover, they did not seem to care about the swords and knives stabbed or chopped by the other side, and every move was an attack posture.

However, the defenders did not hurt them much. These soldiers who were obviously wearing leather armor seemed to be wearing fine steel plate armor, and they were the kind that were fully covered from head to toe. Even the arms and legs could easily block the swords of the defenders.

The knight squire Bowman was in a hard fight, and he was tightly entangled by a rebel soldier.

After a few rounds, he could feel that the opponent's martial arts were not very advanced. He only knew the common moves in the army. Anyway, he was far inferior to him, a squire who aimed to be a knight and was trained in martial arts by his father since childhood.

If it were normal, he felt that a quick move would kill the opponent.

But the soldier in front of him had an almost abnormal defense and far more strength than him, and these two advantages made up for the opponent's technical deficiencies.

Every time he hit the opponent's body, Bowman felt as if he had hit a steel plate. In the past, he only felt this way when hitting an enemy wearing heavy armor.

But the opponent was obviously wearing leather armor and was flexible. If the opponent was really wearing heavy armor, no matter how strong he was, he could not be so flexible.

Bowman couldn't help but think of the report of the seriously injured scout a few days ago. At that time, he and his companions also encountered an enemy with defense capabilities beyond common sense.

As a knight's attendant, he was still able to hold out against the rebel soldiers who were entangled with him, but other ordinary soldiers were not doing well. The close combat had already started for more than ten minutes. Several soldiers of his own side had fallen around Bauman, while the other side seemed to have no casualties.

At this time, he heard the old duke who was commanding the battle on the tower shouting to everyone: "Blunt weapons! Use blunt weapons to attack those enemies that swords can't deal with!"

This sentence reminded Bauman that although the adults didn't understand how the situation reported by the scouts happened before, since the opponent had a heavy armor-like defense and swords had limited effect on them, using blunt weapons to attack them might have a certain effect.

So the fortress urgently prepared a batch of blunt weapons such as war hammers, but the number was not large. Bauman was assigned one, which was now pinned to his waist.

Real blunt weapons are not as thick and heavy as most people imagine. For example, Bauman's war hammer, its hammer is actually only the size of an adult's fist, not as exaggerated as the bard said that it was bigger than a human head and weighed hundreds of pounds at any time.

Bowman dodged the opponent's attack, sheathed the knight's sword with a skillful movement, and immediately untied the war hammer on his waist.

After fighting with the rebel soldier for a few more moves, he spotted a flaw in the opponent, and swung the war hammer with all his strength to hit the opponent's right arm.

Under the huge reaction force, the knuckles of his right hand, which was used to hold the hammer handle, were numb and painful, and his hand loosened, and the weapon almost fell off.

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

Bowman was delighted: "It works!"

As a well-trained knight squire, he certainly would not miss the good opportunity to beat the downtrodden dog in front of him, so he swung the war hammer continuously at a very fast speed, constantly greeting the opponent.

After being hit several times in a row on the chest, the rebel soldier seemed to be stunned, and he couldn't even dodge, but just instinctively kept stepping back.

The knight's squire rushed forward, aiming at the opponent's head and hitting him hard.

With a "bang", the rebel soldier's brain burst and he fell backward on the city wall.

Bauman took a few deep breaths, and he looked around excitedly to find the next target.

However, his heart sank when he saw it.

After many people switched to blunt weapons, although several of the red-eyed rebel soldiers had fallen, the defenders were still being beaten by the enemy, and new enemies continued to emerge on the siege ladder.

On the one hand, the defenders were equipped with very few blunt weapons, only a total of dozens, and on the other hand, not all soldiers had the martial arts like the knight's squire.

Without thinking too much, Bauman immediately swung the war hammer and joined the battle again.

When he rushed at the enemy, he turned his head and looked at Sir Klein in the distance. There were several corpses of enemies lying beside this martial arts master. At this moment, he was surrounded by a large number of enemies, but the brave knight did not show any fear. He waved a flail with fighting spirit and blocked the attack from left to right, creating new wounded or corpses for the rebels from time to time.

Seeing that the man he served was so brave, Bowman's worries about his own decline just now were swept away. His heart rekindled the passion for fighting, and he roared and rushed towards the new target he had just chosen.

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Watching his soldiers constantly climbing up the fortress wall, Scott couldn't help laughing.

A mage companion beside him said: "It seems that the attack is going very smoothly."

"Of course!" Scott said with a raised mouth: "Under the blessing of our magic, even mortals can become so powerful."

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

"I just want to show that sir that the role of our enchanters is so great that they can turn decay into magic."

Scott thought of a senior in the organization who was a senior who specialized in strengthening his own body and was very powerful. It was rumored that he could sweep an army single-handedly with just a pair of flesh fists.

But this senior always looked down on them, the enchanters, and stubbornly believed that strengthening combat power through external things was just a side door.

"The real strength is the strength of your own body. Even when you have nothing, you can crush the enemy with absolute advantage."

Thinking of this contemptuous word he said to himself, Scott felt very unhappy.

Humph! No matter how much you strengthen your own body, there is a limit. Can you still become a god?

Of course, Scott admitted that those strengthening magics were really great, but if the organization wanted 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 could not learn exquisite magic at all.

Although the organization was researching strengthening magic that could be applied to mortal bodies, this kind of magic often could not last too long, and our mages were extremely precious and very few in number. Do we have to send people to the battlefield full of dangers to apply strengthening magic to mortal soldiers every time we fight? Once there is a mistake, the loss will be huge.

At this time, enchanters are needed. Enchanters can not only temporarily enchant ordinary equipment before the battle begins, but also add semi-permanent buff effects to it during the manufacturing process of weapons.

Cultivating a large number of enchanters can manufacture a large number of enchanted weapons, thereby arming a large number of mortal armies and flattening the world with the advantage of equipment.

It's a pity that the adult seemed to have gone to the Northwest Bay to do something important and couldn't watch our wonderful performance here.

Scott thought with great regret, otherwise he would definitely be able to change his stubborn and stereotyped impression of us.

It's such a pity!

Is it impossible to change the chapter name of VIP chapter? It should be "Fortress Attack and Defense 3", but it seems that it cannot be changed.