The Bloody Battle on the City Walls

The Golden Lion Guard had indeed lived up to their name. At that moment, they were best described as enraged lions.

One by one, burly warriors leaped onto the city wall and cleared out the enemy. Their movements were rough but highly efficient, and in just a few dozen seconds, they had inflicted at least thirty or forty casualties.

"Hold the line! Hold the line! We still have reinforcements! We outnumber the enemy by far! Drive them back down!"

Amon led several church soldiers in desperately resisting the Golden Lion Guard's assault. He wielded a shield and held off two guardsmen who towered half a head over him, working with the soldiers around him.

Seeing that the enemy had been held back, the warriors whose morale had been faltering finally plucked up their courage. Spears, swords, and shields in hand, they engaged the Golden Lion Guard in battle.

The archers on the horse-faced ramparts continued shooting at the Imperial Army warriors carrying the Siege Ladders. Unfortunately, their bows were too weak, while the warriors were all clad in two layers of iron armor and carried shields as well.

The sparse arrows did little besides occasionally make a few warriors cry out in pain.

Soon, the infantry carrying the Siege Ladders reached the base of Rukoin's walls. Working together, they raised the ladders against the battlements, secured them in place, and prepared to climb.

"Hold on! If we can't hold the castle, we'll all die!"

A Baron stood on the city wall, waving his weapon. These nobles had not abandoned their proper duties. Leading armies into battle was their obligation and responsibility.

The Imperial Army's assault grew even more ferocious. Aside from Reiner's personal troops, the other lords had also dispatched forces to launch fierce attacks against the walls.

"Knights, prepare