Vanguard Army arrived at the outskirts of Golden Grain City, the fifth day.
The Tagoma people in the city haven't slept well for a week. Giant Dragon comes every few hours, or they just approach alone, breathing and casting spells to harass, or they cover the sky with hundreds of Wyvern, as if they are attacking in an all-out attack.
Every time the alarm bell rings, all the defenders must rise to meet the enemy. Crossbowmen, spearmen, and spellcasters each rush to the city wall, waiting for a decisive battle with the enemy, but they see Giant Dragon retreating at will.
They were harassed repeatedly and were almost exhausted.
Therefore, when the alarm bell rang again, many defenders did not even have the strength to stand up. They just raised their heads numbly and looked at the gloomy sky in the distance.
Until someone screamed at the top of his lungs.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack! The entire army is on alert!"
Under the heavy clouds, large pieces of Wyvern were lined up, and Dire Wolf ran out of the wilderness shaking yellow mud.
Wilderness Warband, who had just arrived, had no time to build anything, so he abandoned his baggage and joined the siege queue in the mud and water with only his shield, hooks, spears and iron knives.
Just holding weapons is enough. They have eaten all the meat and drank all the wine. If they successfully capture the city, then everything in Golden Grain City will belong to Wildland Warriors.
If they failed, they didn't even think about coming back alive.
On the city wall, the frightened defenders began to inspect the various formations, fully pulling up the capstans of the bed slaves and trebuchets, and testing the strings of their long bows one by one, pointing at the tens of thousands of troops spreading out like a tide outside the city.
In the center of the army, Ferrum stood quietly, as if cast from iron.
Behind, the pale-faced Olysia wrapped her burqa tightly in the morning breeze.
There are early signs of Giant Dragon's attack. These days, Vanguard Army's attacks on towns have become more frequent, and the atmosphere in the military formation has become increasingly cold and solemn. Every night, the camp is filled with the sound of sharpening knives.
Until yesterday evening, a Iron Dragon broke into Nether Dragon's tent, calling himself "brother" and bringing 5,000 reinforcements.
" There are seven thousand defenders in Golden Grain City. Considering the concealment, there are actually only about five thousand people. The nobles will incorporate the city guard into the city defense, and then temporarily recruit militiamen and adventuring guilds to arm them. Even so, I am afraid they can only raise ten thousand people."
Olysia thought, "With just these ten thousand people, it is difficult to say that we can resist Giant Dragon's attack with confidence."
Giant Dragon advanced so fast that even though Warband arrived five days later than Vanguard Army, the speed was still astonishing and unbelievable.
"My father received the news a week ago. It is very likely that he will summon the vassals at Eagle's Nest City, prepare supplies and equipment, and mobilize the army to go. If you want to rush to Golden Grain City, it will take twenty days at the earliest."
Olysia thought, "For seven days, the neighboring Agate City garrison will have no time to support. Only Giant Eagle Corps can arrive, but Giant Eagle Corps is too precious and will not go out alone."
As a general, Olysia is well aware of the bloatedness and inefficiency of the kingdom's system, and deeply abhors the phrase "a vassal's vassal, not my vassal".
In the Tagoma Kingdom, Royal Family does not have the right to give orders to the vassals of Southern Territories, and the Duke of Southern Territories does not have the right to directly order the vassal army. All orders need to be conveyed at different levels. It is impossible for them to run as fast as Giant Dragon.
"Golden Grain City can't hold on."
Although he didn't want to admit it, Olysia had to make this judgment.
In fact, if Ferrum knows the internal situation of Golden Grain City, he can even directly lead Vanguard Army to attack the city. With him and the dragons around him, he still has a good chance of winning.
Moreover, those dragons obviously respected and obeyed him, and each one of them called him brother. There was no so-called hostility at all. What Nether Dragon said to her before was simply a lie to her.
Olysia looked at Ferrum's back and suddenly felt a little dazed.
She must have just entered adolescence, right? So in private, she is still like a child a lot of the time. When no one is around, she will tease Geodude by herself in the big tent, say some stupid and weird things, and hold her in her paws arrogantly, asking her to hum her to sleep.
But when it came to Battlefield, it suddenly had an emperor-like majesty, tall and heroic. All the dragons crowded around it, as if surrounding Dragon King. Those ferocious and violent Wildland Warriors were respectful in front of it, and no one dared to disobey it.
Which one is Ferrum·Solaxus?
Olysia Can't tell the difference.
"Attack."
Ferrum said that the order was issued without any doubt.
Then the fields under the drizzle began to roll with dust waves, and Giant Dragon took off one after another, leading Wyvern to suppress the city defense. Wildland Warriors followed behind them with their shields in hand, advancing quickly.
"Get ready!"
Golden Grain City Behind the raised battlements, a five-meter-long crossbow lies on a low revolving frame. The crossbow has a wide head and a strong Armor Break iron arrow is pressed in the arrow trough.
"Turn left!"
The four sergeants pushed the tailstock together, turned the crossbow bed with difficulty, and at the same time opened the giant crossbow inch by inch.
"Raise it up!"
The crossbowman cranked the lifting and lowering handle, and the wooden frame let out a low groan.
"Let it go!"
The city walls were filled with smoke and dust, the roar was deafening, bed slaves and stone cannons bloomed alternately, and countless arrow clusters and spell flames poured downwards.
Facing the army's siege, the Golden Grain City guards immediately launched the fiercest attack.
Rumble.
The shooting stone fell into the army and exploded between Wildland Warriors. A crossbow gun penetrated Wyvern's chest and abdomen, and half of it was exposed from the back. The huge impact knocked its body over and fell downwards.
The so-called wilderness armies are, in the final analysis, nothing more than flesh and blood. They have no magic protection, and the armor they wear is made of scrap metal, which cannot stop human stone-shooting heavy crossbows.
But they were not afraid. Instead, they roared ferociously and continued to advance despite the storm-like blows.
Because they have dragons.
"Roar!"
The fifteen-meter-long Cobalt-Blue Overlord hit the city wall, causing the entire city wall to tremble.
The violent collision caused Cobalt Dragon's scales to explode one after another. Kेलaili shook his head and retreated, gasping for breath, and then gained momentum and collided again.
The battle flags rolled, the dragon's giant wings roared with steel, the breath collided with magic, and the shock wave rolled back and forth on the city wall, which was filled with light.
Boom.
Boom.
Boom.
Terrifying crashes sounded one after another, and the shouts of killing were carried high into the sky by the strong wind, and then swept across the ground.
Giant Dragon is attacking the city, and the terrible noise can be heard throughout the city. The civilians are hiding in their houses, curling up and crying with their children, as if the end is coming.
"Huh."
Ferrum breathed out all the dragon breath, helped Dragon Corps suppress the city defense, then fell back to the ground and sprinted towards Kेलaili.
He turned on Blood Frenzy while running, and at the same time adjusted the ability of Bone Growth to strengthen the rigidity of his shoulder blades and limbs. Shen Long's strength made Nether Dragon feel like an explosion every time he stepped on the ground, with rocks and soil flying like fragments under his paws.
The huge power continued to accumulate in the wild relaxation, and finally it was like a mountain collapse.
"Stop it!"
The garrison general at the top of the city shouted loudly, "Shoot that dragon!"
Several giant crossbow guns with Armor Break runes intertwined, and the overflowing torrent of spells covered Ferrum's path forward, but they were weakened by Bloodfire one after another. When they finally fell on Nether Dragon, they only made a clanging sound and deflected sparks.
"No, no!"
The defenders all knew what it was going to do, and they wailed almost whimpering.
Ferrum didn't stop, the muscles of his limbs were intertwined and locked like steel cables, and he pounced directly under Golden Grain City.
"Kेलaili!"
Ferrum calls.
"Come!"
Kेलaili responded with a roar. After his repeated collisions, dense cracks appeared on the northwest city wall, which slightly collapsed inwards.
Two Giant Dragon collided with the same wall.
This hinterland city suffered the most powerful collision in history. The magic barrier suddenly dented and all the runes were extinguished. It was not until a moment later that a dull, almost delayed roar was heard.
The wall cracked in the middle, the fortress tilted, and large stones fell together with the bed crossbows and the defenders. The originally dense cracks expanded rapidly, revealing the crowded crowd at the rear.
"The city is broken."
Giant Dragons looked up to the sky and roared, "Golden Grain City is ours, kill!"
The long-awaited Wildland Warriors then let out a deafening roar and poured into the gap like a tide.
"Kill! These are man-eating beasts. Our parents and relatives are behind us. We must not let them rush into the town!"
No matter which god it is, the Tagoma people believe in war after all. The defenders were not overwhelmed by this horrific scene. Instead, they burst out with greater courage in despair and began to fight to the death with the enemy at all costs.
The gap was only more than ten meters wide and was quickly blocked by corpses. The Tagoma army did not collapse. The general defending the city pressed all the last troops up and fought Giant Dragon under the city wall.
The soldiers formed a phalanx of spears, and the crossbowmen shot arrows from their own shoulders. The soldiers shouted the name War Gods and stepped forward on the corpses of their companions.
The gap under the city quickly turned into a slaughterhouse of flesh and blood. Both sides fought hand-to-hand. The centurions on the front line were killed and wounded immediately, and the corpses were piled up on a gentle slope in the rain.
"Juvenile Dragon!"
While Archaic Species was resting and breathing, Gax and Barloz took over the command, "Follow us and clear the road!"
Nili said nothing, and penetrated the shield array like a sharp blade. Cold flames spurted out behind him, and the spearmen at the front instantly disappeared in the cold light.
He turned his golden vertical eyes exactly like Nether Dragon, and included all humans who were giving orders as targets for killing.
The infantry could not stop Wyvern Cavalry. Wyvern Cavalry no longer struggled with the defenders at the top of the city. They rushed deeper along the streets and attacked the clock tower, armory and the intersection leading to the inner city.
The resistance in the city disappeared piece by piece.
At dusk, Ferrum landed on the tallest castle, tightening its claws to cling to the wall, overlooking the city in the smoke. A tower was burned red by the fire, and finally smashed into the street with its wooden frame.
Dire Wolf Cavalry was running at high speed in the street. When he met someone, he would stab him in the face, and at the same time, he would yell loudly.
"He who resists dies, he who flees dies, and he who kneels down and surrenders lives."
"Ferrum Legion announces takeover!"
Scaled Era 8160, in mid-August, in the golden age of the Tagoma Kingdom, Giant Dragon Lineage from Lost Wilderness launched "Midsummer Eastern Campaign".
Twelve days after the fall of Westerlands's Sand City, Southern Territories Golden Grain City fell.