Chapter 965
Eboden offensive and defensive battle, the twentieth day.
The city is broken.
After not knowing how many times to repel the enemy’s offensive, Loren finally ordered the abandonment of the city wall, and the whole army withdrew from the underground passage into the fortress in the city and defended it; the hussar army continued to wander outside the city. Contact the reinforcements, on the one hand, continue to sneak attack the enemy's rear troops.
Although it was a planned tactical arrangement, it was even more helpless; in the face of an opponent with more than twice the strength and a completely crushing level, the Eboden defenders should not say that they are fighting out of the city, even if they are holding on. City wall can't do it!
In the bloody battle on the city wall in front of the port, not only did the defenders suffer heavy losses, but the wizard tower also suffered more than one third casualties; many wizards were swarmed up when the fortresses and strongholds were breached without time to retreat. The wizard warrior hacked to death.
The position of the projectile weapon under the city wall is even more tragic-because it is not protected by the ice shield, the elven battleship that broke through the sea chain directly crossed the city wall and aimed at the rear for a while. snapshot.
In the flames, the alchemist who stayed behind, the Potion Master who was in charge of treating the wounded, the conscripted women and children’s auxiliary soldiers...all, together with the trebuchets and hills of fire oil cans, and the inflaming agent Together, it became a fire sea.
Amidst the fire sea and thick smoke, Eboden’s projection army was wiped out.
The fire destroyed Eboden’s last counterattack, but it also created a natural isolation zone, which temporarily prevented the elven army from attacking the inner city from the port direction, giving the defenders a short rest and retreat. .
One day and one night, the fire was completely extinguished; and after being burned by the fire and struck by the Elf fleet uninterrupted, the city wall on the verge of collapse finally collapsed and collapsed into ruins.
The elves who did not expect this, more than a thousand outposts were buried alive by the collapsed city wall; the little Prince who "fly into a rage out of humiliation" could only dispatch an army Rescue, while bypassing the port city wall and attacking from the other three sides.
On one side, all battleships were ordered to set up their launchers, and they would strike indiscriminately against the city of Eboden before the full-line attack.
But the defenders who retreated to the fortresses in the city, especially the nine-pointed star wizard tower, reduced the protective area, and the remaining wizards were enough to support a cold ice shield with enough formidable power. Protect each fortress stronghold from destruction.
In the cold and gloomy wind, the wizard warriors wielding Azores long swords rushed into a fire sea of Eboden; with the nine-pointed star wizard tower as the core stronghold, occupying the nine fortresses The defenders deployed their defensive lines along the streets and squares, forming a phalanx to intercept the elves' offensive momentum.
A fierce hand-to-hand battle is staged in every street and every corner of the city!
Blade impact, shield rupture, long spear piercing, sword chopping...The stump and broken arm are soaked in the blood that flooded the boots, flowing freely in the burning fire; the screams of one after another are also accompanied by The roar of elves and humans.
Despite fighting alone, the Eboden garrison can hardly match the well-trained elven warrior, but forming a square battle in a narrow space has always been the strength of the Imperial Legion.
Especially after the reinforcements of Lothar and Allermans joined, the advantage of "multi-arms cooperation" on this small-scale battlefield is vividly and thoroughly displayed.
Eboden defenders and mercenaries are responsible for blocking the enemy with shield walls and gun formations, and Lothar bow shooters are responsible for uninterrupted harassment.
When the enemy decided to retreat, wielding two weapons—usually a battle axe and a heavy machete. The street roof rushed out, slashing frantically before the elf reacted.
Eboden is a port city, a free city full of "commercial atmosphere"; and "commercial atmosphere" means that although she has spacious streets and beautiful and neat houses, but more It's tangled and complicated alleys and randomly built narrow buildings, which are piled up desperately to save money.
The tangled and complicated streets and the reckless bombing of the Elf fleet have turned Eboden into a huge maze. Elf warriors are fighting like exploring in the jungle, and they continue to bump into each other during the period. The defenders had already set up traps, and hit their heads again and again.
The defender can use Eboden’s sewers to "move quickly" in every corner of the city, continuously harassing the advancing speed of the blocking elves, and concentrating local superior forces to wipe out the enemy; The wounded soldiers can immediately retreat to various fortresses to rest, and then continue to fight.
But no matter how you reverse it, the overall strength of the disadvantage is still irreparable. The elite troops of the defenders are also gradually depleted in the "quick maneuvers" time after time, or are exhausted to the point where they can no longer fight. .
When the sun rises on the twentieth day, all the surviving Fiend hunters have fallen overwhelmed, except for Lu Sien who is still gritting his teeth-exhaustion is still the second, more important It is the erosion and mental load of Void Power.
According to Isaac's statement-"If this bunch of smelly brat continues to do this, they have to consider whether to kill them first to prevent them from becoming monsters."
The rest of the defenders were even more overwhelmed. Lothar's archer ran out of arrows, and Swordsman of Aleman slashed their weapons; in the end, almost all the survivors in the city were killed. Weapons were issued and gathered in fortresses and strongholds to make final preparations.
The material reserves have bottomed out, and the exhausted defenders have nothing but morale; even the final morale is gradually lost as the city is abandoned one by one, turning into despair.
According to the defense of the city, it is the worst result, and it is also the result of no choice-this means that the enemy can attack from any direction, and the defending army can't even go out of the city to fight.
The strong fortress and stone walls are no longer an umbrella for the defenders, but a tomb; the only thing they can do is to bury them alive with themselves the moment the enemy breaks through the gate of the tomb .
In the early morning of the twentieth day, most of the city of Eboden has been lost; the streets burned by the fire and the squares soaked in blood have all erected the Xiong Yingwang flag in the shape of the Yangtze River Delta, and Eboden guards The army can only defend the nine-pointed star wizard tower and the remaining three outer fortresses.
As the city gradually fell, the elves finally found the entrance to the sewers and attacked the wizard towers and fortresses along a few passages.
Regardless of whether it was the decision of the little Prince, the elf warriors who killed the red eyes obviously have no idea of wanting to let go of the last remnant enemy.
In the early morning of the 20th day, the horn sounded like a roar of an eagle, bloodthirsty and ruthless as always.
To hold, is to postpone the day of breaking the city by one day;
If you can’t hold it, it is Eboden’s death.
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"Boom——————!!!!!!"
With With the roar of the explosion, the entire nine-pointed star wizard tower could feel a violent tremor; in the gap where the rubble and dust fell, the scream of the fortress could be clearly heard.
In the center of the up ahead array of nine-pointed star demon in the wizard tower hall, an old man with a bandage on his head and staggering feet is standing proudly with a magic wand.
The gorgeous wizard robe has turned into rags. Both the left and right hands are missing a finger. On the cheeks without a trace of blood, there are a pair of dark and sunken eye sockets.
The only remaining veteran of the nine-pointed star wizard tower, the leader of the history department, Raymond Bandelke-this standard "ivory tower wizard", a kind elder who has never touched a sword However, he became a leader in the Eboden offensive and defensive battle, and has repeatedly shouldered the responsibility of maintaining the ice shield and ensuring that the line of defense is not lost.
After retreating to the wizard tower, because the mentor-level wizard suffered heavy casualties, he took the initiative to ask Ying to shoulder the ice shield of the wizard tower. Forcibly stayed alone for twenty days, and never allowed any apprentice to come to help. Own.
Of course, at this moment, anyone can see that the veteran is already an arrow at the end of its flight; even if he falls in the next second, no one will be surprised.
The Corona Master had wanted to replace him more than once, and he refused each time with the same reason.
"Whether it is my Bandelke school or the history department of the wizard tower, it is the smallest in the entire system. From the day I inherited my father, it has always been in danger of extinction. "
"So I beg you, Corona, to leave this opportunity for dedication to me-I know your aspirations for the future of the wizards, but I only hope that my school and the Department of History, It can continue in this future."
"Even if it dies because of me, it can be remembered because of my death, and it can be inherited by an inspired wizard one day in the future. "
After several attempts to persuade him to be useless, Corona could only acquiesce in this result.
Twenty days of persistence made this old man a banner for all the wizards in the defending army; under his encouragement, the "ivory tower wizards" that had collapsed only stood one by one. Come out and bandage the wounds for the wounded in the explosion and collapsed rubble.
Looking at the back of Master Bandelke who is still gritting his teeth, the black hair wizard silently glanced at the parchment book at hand-"On the Inevitable Link between the Handicraft Reform of the Sacrament Empire and Alchemy" .
After talking to the "History Master" for a night, Isaac put the book in his luggage.
Shaking his head, Loren calmed his breath with a chill, staring at the hourglass on the book.
The bombardment of the elves has gradually stopped, which means that they will launch an offensive soon, and they have at most a quarter of an hour to rest.
Calculating the time, the black hair wizard stretched his right hand to the side of the "Dawn" sword.
Just before I met, I was stopped by another rough palm.
"Something?"
Turning his head, Loren looked calmly towards the Corona Master behind him.
Extremely tired, so that he has begun to bother to speak.
Corona nodded, his expression solemn.
"Twenty days, Loren, twenty days."
"His Majesty Connold’s reinforcements, there is still no sign."
Look At the old man's serious look, Loren chuckled carelessly.
"Of course, I know that at first said it was to hold for 30 days-but the total number of the Connaught Emperor's Legion was 200,000. Such a large army opened up and marched, and the jet lag appeared ten days and twenty days. The sky is normal, so naturally we should be dispatched in advance."
Corona couldn't restrain the emotion in his tone: "But until now, we still haven't even seen a single reinforcement, let alone Your Majesty’s news, go on like this..."
"Corona Master, what do you want to say?"
Glancing at the hourglass, Loren asked impatiently .
"What I want to say is...If reinforcements don’t come, Eboden, there is no point in continuing to defend."
The moment he said this, Ke Luo Na's expression was obviously trembling slightly.
The expression of the black hair wizard is very wrong.
How much courage and determination is needed for a person who is determined to open the future for the wizard world and voluntarily abandon the nine-pointed star wizard tower and the base camp of the wizard world?
"This is a very difficult decision, but in fact it is not as difficult as imagined." In the blink of an eye, the Corona Master restored his former calm and calmness:
"Because the future of the wizard world is not a city and an Academy at all, nor is it a pile of books-but the environment, atmosphere, and acceptance of the wizards by the entire empire."
" The future of the wizard world is not in the remote seaside city of Eboden, but in the prosperous town of Knight." Corona silently stared at the black hair wizard:
"Even at the expense of this city All the people inside can exchange your safety, and I am willing-only you, in one or two generations' time to reverse the secular concept of wizards, and make Byrne a paradise for the wizards, we have a future."
"Emperor Connold...Although I admit that he will be a good emperor, but his prejudice to the wizard is too deep; abandon Eboden and let you become the commander-in-chief of Eboden-I really It’s hard not to doubt it. He wanted to weaken the power of the wizard in doing this, so..."
Corona, who wanted to continue, was stopped by Loren with a smile and raised his hand. The complex expression hesitated to speak.
"I understand what you mean, Master Corona, don't worry." The black hair wizard pressed his mouth tightly, and barely a smile on his tired face;
" But from that day on, I knew what Connold’s thoughts were."
"So the reinforcements I am waiting for — I mean the reinforcements that really determine the victory of this offensive and defensive battle — are not Him."
Boom——————! ! ! !
There was another loud noise. The trembling wizard tower barely blocked the elves’ round of strikes, but the Bandelke Master, whose lamp was exhausted, completely exhausted the last trace of reason, and spiritual palace collapsed directly. Qiqiao fell straight in the center of the magic array, bleeding.
Screams of exclamation sounded in the hall, and the cluttered wizard apprentices rushed forward, and the desolate cry of cry accompanied by the sound of the horns of the elves marching outside the gate.
Watching the old friend fall for many years, the Corona Master couldn't help closing his eyes, his eyebrows trembled.
The strikes are over and the enemy is about to attack.
"The whole army is ready--"
The black hair wizard with a patted hand and a plain expression stood up, turned and looked towards a pair of eyes staring at him:
"Vengeance for Master Bandelke, and fight them back!"