Lorraine led his men and ran all the way, along the road, and rushed directly to Abdelwad City. More than forty miles of journey passed by their feet.

Under his strict orders, everyone beat the war horses desperately, and even stabbed the horses' abdomens with spurs without hesitation, drawing blood.

They were all panting from exhaustion, but no one dared to relax their nerves. Even though some people lost power and fell off the team midway, the large group of people did not dare to stop at all, and continued to rush forward like flying horses.

The stragglers did not complain at all. They just took their horses and stayed on the side of the road, waiting dejectedly for them to recover before following up.

They all know very well that if they fall behind, they just have to turn around and catch up. But once they run slower and other troops catch up, that's not good.

Those grandsons are like evil wolves, robbing whatever they catch. When the time comes, everyone will have a wasted trip this time.

When you go back to distribute the things, you have to look at the faces of the other troops who grabbed the things and say good things to them, so that you can get a little bit of the dregs from their hands.

The key issue is that Lord Lorraine and the direct troops of Maple Leaf Danlin cannot afford to lose this face.

As a knowledgeable and educated Maple Leaf Danlin student, I have received such a strict education from the first day I entered the school, that is - even if I brag, I must be more bragging than others. And this kind of

Although pride is not a big deal, it has almost seeped into their blood.

In the afternoon, they finally arrived at the gate of the dream city.

Lorraine saw the tightly closed huge gate at the city gate from a distance, and then waved to signal everyone to stop.

The smoke and dust raised by the horse's wild gallop immediately rolled back and enveloped everyone. It did not disperse for a long time, causing them to choke and cough.

Lorraine looked back and saw that the faces of everyone behind him were all covered with a thick layer of dust, and when washed away by sweat, they were all black and white, which was extremely brilliant.

The war horse under his crotch was also dripping with sweat from exhaustion. Even if it stopped, all the muscles in its body were trembling unconsciously.

Lorraine looked at the city gate in the distance and said in a deep voice: "Noila Mo, take two brothers up to have a look. The rest of the people, rest where they are. Get ready and take inventory."

Noila Mo immediately agreed, then led two Templar knights, jumped up their horses, and ran towards the city gate.

The rest of the people all jumped off their horses with grins on their faces, moving their bones that were about to be knocked apart by the horses.

Lorraine also frowned while sitting on the horse. She felt that the inner thigh of her riding saddle seemed to have been scratched. It was hot and uncomfortable, and as long as she moved a little, the pain was like a needle pricking straight into her body.

marrow.

He couldn't help cursing in his heart: No wonder people say that they have skin cramps. Originally, this feeling was really his grandma's pain~!

At this time, a carriage in the rear group came slowly by. I don't know what went wrong. As soon as the wheels turned, it made a heart-wrenching sound, which was extremely harsh and unpleasant.

The carriage arrived in front of Lorraine, and as soon as it stopped, Leo jumped out of it with an impatient stride, then lay on the ground, opening his mouth wide and vomiting wildly.

Apparently he was knocked unconscious by the carriage.

Catherine saw it and immediately felt very distressed. She didn't bother to talk to Lorraine. She ran over with her skirt in hand and patted his back gently. She kept cursing: "You deserve it, I said let's do it."

You stay back, you insist on making trouble with me. Are you happy now?"

Leo glanced back at her with a distracted look, and reflexively wanted to retort a few words, but then he hurriedly looked back and retched for a while. From the looks of it, it was obvious that he had not even eaten the lunch the day before yesterday.

It was also poured out.

He didn't bother to argue with Catherine, and groaned feebly: "Water, water. Someone give me some water..."

Vera hurriedly took out the skin bag filled with water from the car, ran over, and handed it into Leo's hand.

After he took it, he rinsed it twice, then turned over and sat down on the ground regardless of the mess, muttering: "Oh my God, I finally recovered..."

After he finished speaking, he made another sound like a piglet, "Hmm, hum, hum...".

Lorraine withdrew his gaze and looked back at the rear team. He saw that the twenty finely crafted carriages he had equipped for the troops had also been damaged a lot in the rush. Now only ten were left.

The two cars can still move, but they also make a rattling noise when driving.

Lorraine couldn't help but frowned. But thinking about this kind of road condition, he felt relieved. Although this kind of highway did not lack manhole covers, it was often repaired and repaired, and it was full of holes, but it was enough to knock down the heavy tanks of the US military.

A frame, let alone a carriage.

After a while, his officers reported the losses of the troops after running all the way. They were almost one-fifth behind, which was much worse than a bloody and brutal battle.

Lorraine couldn't help but sigh secretly after seeing this. The saying "Whoever makes a profit in a hundred miles will defeat the general; whoever makes a profit in fifty miles will have half the army." This probably refers to his current situation. (Note, Sun Tzu's era.

It seems that without the cavalry, everyone can only run, or at most play with carriages and the like. So the situation of the cavalry should be better.)

After a while, I saw a few wisps of smoke rising in the distance.

Noila Mo galloped back with two knights. He came to Lorraine, bowed on his horse, and said: "Sir, although the opponent's city gate is closed, there is not a single soldier in the outside at the head of the city."

Lorraine couldn't help but be startled, feeling very strange. Even if the opponent was defeated and the city's guards were extremely short of strength, how many soldiers should there be to guard the city gate?

He was lowering his head and thinking.

Leo was young and recovered very quickly. After drinking some water, he immediately started to lively again.

After listening to the report, he came over and asked: "Noila Mo, have you seen a guy on the top of the city with disheveled hair playing the piano and performing artistic performances in a pretentious manner?"

Noila Mo was stunned, turned back to look at the other two knights, and said: "There seems to be no one on the city, right?"

The two people also shook their heads.

Leo didn't even look at them, he turned back and shouted: "Boss, do you think they will play with your empty city..."

Before he could finish his words, Lorraine had already raised his leg and kicked him away, but he was extremely depressed: If I had known this, I shouldn't have told him these stories. This little ruffian always gets angry when something happens.

It is to associate yourself with the bad people.

While he was thinking about it, he looked at the city gate not far away. He was still a little confused at first, fearing that the other party might have an ambush, but after Leo said this, it seemed too embarrassing to retreat like this.

Thinking of this, he immediately waved the long sword in his hand and shouted angrily: "How many ballistas are there on the carriage behind? Bring them all over to me."

The officer of the artillery team hurried over and reported: "Sir, because we were running so fast, many carriages equipped with ballistae fell behind. Fortunately, three of them followed."

Lorraine gritted his teeth and said: "Three, that's good. Three is enough. With these three ballistae, plus the powerful explosive crystal, I want to try how hard this city gate is."

~!"

He turned his head, reined in the horse's neighing reins, and shouted angrily to the officers and soldiers: "Brothers, let's work harder. I'm treating you today. We must drink and have dinner in the best restaurant in the city~

!”

When all the officers and soldiers heard this, they were immediately overjoyed.

There was only money left in these eyes, and their heads were filled with victory. They didn't care about their fatigue. They all roared, cheered up, jumped on their horses, and then guarded the carriages.

, and galloped towards the city gate.

They arrived a few hundred meters away from the city gate and stopped carefully. Then they quickly unloaded the ballista from the carriage and assembled it.

At the same time, a group of magicians flew into the air one after another, preparing the spells in their hands, watching their surroundings vigilantly, and launching attacks as soon as there was any movement.

Lorraine squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the city while everyone was assembling it. He saw that the city wall was wide and thick, with many holes on it, and it was extremely dense.

The broad city gate below is also extremely wide, more than ten meters wide. The carriageway paved with stone slabs in the middle has deep ruts, and there are sidewalks for pedestrians on both sides, with clear lines and no confusion at all.

Moreover, the city gate was actually covered with thick cast iron and covered with iron nails and barbs, which looked extremely scary.

But the strange thing is that they are blatantly shouting and making noise here, but there is indeed no soldier or general coming out of the city wall.

At this time, he saw that the ballistas had been assembled. When Lorraine saw this, he couldn't help but sneered. Regardless of whether they have people or not, with just these ballistas, I will blast open their broken door.

He immediately turned his horse back and shouted: "Open fire and blow them up!"

Following his order, several ballistae fired immediately, and thick crossbow arrows with explosive crystals flew out. They hit the city gate heavily, making a violent explosion.

'Boom, boom, boom, boom...'

Debris from the immediate explosion was scattered and dust was flying.

There were bursts of heart-wrenching noises coming from the city gate, it shook a few times, and then stabilized.

Lorraine saw it and couldn't help but became furious and said: "Keep bombing me, I still don't believe you can't defeat him."

When the artillery officer heard his order, he was immediately panicked. He kicked a gunner next to him and then went into battle himself, aiming at the city gate and firing wildly.

‘Boom, boom boom boom’

Violent explosions kept ringing out.

At this moment, I heard a sound of people roaring and horses neighing in the distance.

Lorraine turned around and saw several plumes of smoke rising high in the distance behind him. The thunderous sound of iron hooves could not help but resound. There was also a faint tremor from the ground. It was obvious that there were cavalry approaching at high speed.

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Lorraine couldn't help but feel shocked, and then she saw the red maple leaves painted on the opponent's high flag. It immediately grew wider.

The officers and soldiers under his command looked at it, and couldn't help but point in the distance, and yelled: "These bastards, when they are fighting, they can't see anyone, and when they grab things, they can't run very fast~"

These scoundrels seemed like the legendary crow that landed on the head of a black pig. They couldn't see the black on their bodies at all. They had completely forgotten who was running in front just now?

When the crossbow gunners nearby saw the situation here, they stopped involuntarily and looked back.

Lorraine couldn't help but became furious. He raised his hand and gave a false whip, and shouted sternly: "Keep going! Who told you to stop? Believe it or not, I will whip you bastards to death~!"

The gunners woke up immediately. Amidst the officers' scoldings, they hurriedly moved the crossbows, loaded them and fired them. They were sweating profusely and it was a great pleasure.

Lorraine looked at the billowing smoke and dust flying towards here in the distance, and couldn't help but curse in a low voice: These bastards are only trying to steal credit~!

But if you think about it carefully, this seems understandable. Those people on the other side are all mercenaries transferred from various countries at the expense of General Wabador.

Everyone’s goal is to come to this place to grab money and stuff, but they have no obligation to give the credit to themselves.
To be continued...