Chapter 106: Stick to the City Wall

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Four days have passed, and the siege battle against the city of Odis, the capital of Charlo has been going on for four full days.

During this period, Locke and his battalion participated in three siege battles. On average, there was a siege every two days, which made the soldiers of Locke's battalion quite tired.

In fact, it was the Charlo defenders who were even more tired. The head of Odis City, who had never stopped shouting, did not let the Charlo soldiers who were holding on to Odis City closed their eyes for a minute.

The outcome of the battle was both acceptable and unacceptable for both sides.

Faustin's side, the first corps of the Eagle Corps, made great achievements in the raid two nights ago. The brave soldiers of the first corps, under the cover of magic, catapults, and giant crossbows, went straight to the ground. The city head of Otis City, although it was finally counterattacked by the Charlo defenders, forced it down again. But this gave a great encouragement to the other soldiers of the siege regiment.

Just yesterday, when Locke and his battalion had just withdrawn, Locke listened to the other soldiers in the battalion chatting. The lion army has also attacked the city's head once these days, and even occupied the city gate. Luo's iron armored guards were broken. Failed to hold the occupied gates.

The soldiers participating in the siege, because they had to avoid attacks from the city gate and climb the ladder, they all went into battle lightly. Facing the heavily armed iron armored guards, the only elites left in Charlot were not very good. way.

Of course, neither Prince Kensell nor Marquis of Mammon cares whether the attack these days can capture Odis City, and the unexpected results can only be used as desserts to surprise the two of them.

Prince Kensel and the Marquis of Mammon were like two lions staring at their prey. Facing the shivering prey, both of them just went up and scratched their claws from time to time, causing the prey's sores to expand and the blood to dry up, waiting for the prey. When completely weak, rush up and enjoy a big meal.

No one knows if the prey is still hiding its strength, ready to jump off the wall.

As a low-level non-commissioned officer, Locke did not know the decision of the two big men, but after being a soldier for such a long time, he could still guess something, and the decisive battle was approaching.

At that time, it will not be the same as now, one corps, one corps, but the whole line of pressure!

In the distance outside Odis City, Faustain's soldiers are being mobilized in an orderly manner, and there are countless soldiers nearby, attacking Odis City. Although with a large amount of defense materials and sufficient manpower, the Charlois defended the waves of attacks, but no one dared to take it lightly.

Two days ago, the scene where Fausten soldiers rushed to the top of the city in a careless way is still vivid in my mind.

Not far from the inner side of the city wall, there is a military headquarters that has just been built.

King Charlo was in it at this time, pacing back and forth anxiously. Besides the king, there are many nobles here.

A messenger rushed into the headquarters at this time.

"How's it going? How's the defense of the city head?" The king stopped and asked, speaking quickly.

"The enemy who attacked the city has withdrawn, but the next wave of enemies is already gathering." The soldier reported.

"Hey..." A bunch of nobles around heard it, and sighed one after another.

The king does not have too many expressions. Standing in this position, he needs to keep calm at all times. Any emotional outpouring will have an impact on others.

It can be said that the Charlois can still insist on defending the city. He, the king, is still standing here, which is the main reason. He is like a flag, if he does not fall, Charlo, he is not dead.

"Where's the Marquis Philip?" asked the king.

"Marquis he, Marquis he is still commanding the battle on the city wall." The messenger replied.

Hearing this, most of the surrounding nobles didn't say anything, only the king frowned, a little worried about Marquis Philip's body.

Even though Marquis Philip looked young, he was actually close to him in age. King Charlo was very worried about Marquis Philip, fighting on the city wall for four days in a row, and his body could not bear it.

Since that day, Marquis Philip ordered the guards to carry him away, and Marquis Philip has never stepped under the city walls of Odis City. King Charlo, until this time, completely trusted Marquis Philip, and was really willing to fight to the death for Charlo.

"Go and ask Marquis Philip to rest for a while." The king sighed.

The messenger was a little surprised how the king would issue such an order, but he obeyed and said "Yes!"

"Sanchez! You go to replace Marquis Philip to defend the city!" The king turned his head and said to a burly man among the nobles.

"Yes!" The big man replied, then clenched the long sword around his waist and led a group of soldiers towards the distant city wall.

This big man is the commander of the Armored Guards, the king's absolute confidant, and the only peak-level knight attendant in Odis City at present. King Charlo has sent him, and he is very relieved.

Marquis Philip on the city wall, like a rock, stood there resolutely, giving orders to the surrounding soldiers from time to time.

"Where are the people from the fifth reserve team? Go to the West City Gate! The next wave of the enemy's attack is coming!"

"The Seventh Squadron! The Seventh Squadron! Gerson, take your soldiers and the Seventh Squadron to the South City Gate, where you are needed!"

Marquis Philip's order has not been carried out, but the soldiers under him have all surrounded him first.

"Lord Marquis, go and rest for a while."

"Yes, my lord."

"Sir, rest

For a bar. "

Marquis Philip commanded the city wall for four consecutive days, and the soldiers of Charlot were obvious to all. On the second day, the Marquis ordered half of the soldiers to guard the city, and half of the soldiers to rest and take turns to defend the city. . The intentions of the Faustans were obvious, and Marquis Philip could see it. He could not let the soldiers defending the city be exhausted by the opponent.

But the soldiers rested, and Marquis Philip remained on the city wall.

For four days, Marquis Philip did not close his eyes, and even rarely moved his position.

The circle of soldiers who surrounded the Marquis in the center could clearly see Marquis Philip's pale face and slightly trembling neck. This Marquis has reached the limit and can persist until now. In addition to the Marquis's own strength, there are also By firm will.

"Sir, you can go to rest." A stout Charloh man persuaded. The soldier who had suffered countless wounds and continued to fight was moved to tears by Marquis Philip's persistence.

"No need to say more, go!" Marquis Philip interrupted the persuasion of the surrounding soldiers and ordered them to support everywhere.

"Yes!" The soldier wiped away the blood on his face. "The seventh squadron, come with me!" He waved his spear and went to the south gate in support.

When the soldiers all left, Marquis Philip heaved a sigh of relief, and his body shook unnaturally, but in the end he did not fall down, and Marquis Philip stood firm again.

Although he is also a high-level knight attendant, but it is completely piled up by potions and genius treasures. Marquis Philip has a lot of strength, but the reality is that he may not even be able to beat a mid-level attendant.

But as an excellent businessman, Marquis Philip doesn't need to play in person. The large group of masters he supports are enough to help him settle everything.

But now, it is indeed time to run out of fuel. High-ranking servants also need to rest, not to mention Marquis Philip who has hardly experienced such a hard fight.

Marquis Philip kept his eyelids from falling, because he was worried that once he closed it, he would never be able to open it again.

For the Kingdom of Charlo, Marquis Philip still has feelings, and he is willing to dedicate himself to his own country.

"Mr. Marquis, you need to rest." An angry voice came from behind Marquis Philip, which shocked Marquis Philip into a cold sweat. He didn't realize when someone was behind him.

The aura he developed over the years made the marquis turn around and look at him, and a general in blue armor appeared.

The general held a long spear in his hand that was thicker than a normal person's thigh, and stood there.

The moment Marquis Philip saw him, he recognized who this man was. The king's absolute confidant, the commander of the Guard, Sanchez.

Although holding a heavy spear and wearing heavy iron armor, Sanchez's movements were silent. This is a manifestation of complete control of his own strength. The strength of the commander of the Imperial Guard is unfathomable.

"No need!" Marquis Philip said concisely. Although the strength is much different from the commander of the Guard, Marquis Philip doesn't need to be afraid of him at all.

"This is the order of His Majesty the King, you need to rest!" Sanchez waved his hand, and two soldiers in iron armor stood up behind him, standing up Marquis Philip from left to right.

"Take the Marquis down to rest." Sanchez ordered.

Only then did Marquis Philip discover that there were many iron-clad soldiers with such equipment under the city gate behind him. Sanchez brought most of his troops, the Iron Guards, to the East Gate.

No rebuttal, no words of any kind. Marquis Philip followed the two soldiers down the tower, and he was indeed exhausted. Now that there is a master Sanchez on the city gate, and his iron armored guards, there is no problem in taking over from him to defend here.

Sanchez and a group of soldiers watched Marquis Philip go down the city wall. These few days of fighting made these soldiers at the bottom admire their Marquis from the bottom of their hearts.

In the early morning of the next day, the repaired Locke and his battalion began to sharpen their knives again. As usual, they will participate in the siege again this afternoon.

"Locke, where did you get this armor?" Captain Monte looked at the bright yellow armor on Locke enviously.

After several days of fighting, the soldiers of Kaidoqi Battalion also saw a lot of blood. The side attacking the city under the city will be smashed by the defending enemy with blunt weapons, and a sturdy armor will show its effect at this time.

Locke's armor is no longer a secret. Many people have seen it. Locke resisted a rolling stone without much reaction.

Other soldiers might guess that Locke used his fighting qi to block the blow, but Monte, who was standing not far from Locke, was able to guarantee that he did not feel any use of fighting qi power at that time. Locke relies entirely on his body and equipment to resist hard.

Faced with the question from Captain Monte, Locke could only play stupid. He didn't want to expose his massive military exploits. Locke still knew that his wealth was not revealed.

Seeing that Locke didn't answer, Monte didn't ask too much. He could see that the long sword on Locke's waist and the armor he wore were a pair of models, and Monte's eyes were full of envy.

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