Game of the World Tree

Arrows like raindrops flew under the city walls, and deafening screams filled the entire battlefield.

The roar of the magic crystal cannons came one after another, and each time they exploded a group of brilliant fireworks and a series of screams in the overwhelming solar army under the city wall.

The trebuchets threw boulders towards the towering city wall one after another, bombarding the indeterminate magical defensive barrier, making the flickering defensive barrier even more shaky.

Under the city wall, a cloud ladder and a siege tower were pushed to the city wall by the imperial soldiers, and the ant-like soldiers have begun to climb up the ladder and the siege tower...

A fierce battle has broken out on the city wall. The guards and elf players of Maple Moon Freeland roared and fought with the imperial soldiers who had climbed the city wall.

The gray city wall has been dyed dark red by the steady stream of blood.

This is Augs City, the gateway to the north of Maple Moon Free Territory.

Five days have passed since Joseph ordered the siege. During these five days, the Northern Army has launched a storm on Augs City day and night, which has brought great pressure to the defenders.

In five days, the defenders of Augs City had suffered great casualties in the continuous 700,000-strong army's continuous wheel-to-wheel assault. More than 6,000 of the 20,000 defenders had been killed, and the injured were even more dead. are countless.

As for the 10,000 players who assisted in defending the city, more than 3,000 also died and returned to the forest of elves, unable to fight again.

There is no way, there are too many troops on the Empire's side, and there are many experienced veterans among them.

Although the entire army did not have heavy siege troops, the temporarily assembled siege towers and light trebuchets also brought a great threat to the defending city.

To make matters worse, the constant fighting made the defenders of Augs City more and more tired.

Even the energetic players, after a long period of high-intensity battles, many are already exhausted.

Commander Arthur has recruited new volunteers from the city again.

There are many civilians who are eager to sign up. In order to protect their homes, everyone's enthusiasm is quite high.

However, this is only a drop in the bucket.

Because the newly joined volunteers are mostly civilians without extraordinary strength.

In the face of this professional coalition composed of noble private soldiers, they have no power to fight back.

Although Augs City can barely hold on now, everyone can see that the situation on the side of the Free Leader of Maple Moon is not optimistic.

"Your Excellency Ah'Dai, how long will it take for our reinforcements to arrive?"

On the tower of the city wall, Arthur braved the dense rain of arrows to chop down an imperial soldier who was trying to climb up the city wall from the ladder, and asked out of breath.

Beside him, the All-Star Ah'Dai, who was the commander of the player's defense, also lost the calmness of the previous days. His body was covered in blood, and he looked quite embarrassed.

"Come on, if we persist, the other party will be in chaos."

All-Star Dumb said.

What else did Arthur want to say.

But looking at the bloody elven warriors, looking at the exhaustion in their eyes, he finally swallowed the words.

Gritting his teeth, he shouted to the surrounding Maple Moon Warriors:

"If you keep persevering, our reinforcements will support us soon!"

The pressure on the Augs City side is increasing.

On the other hand, as the imperial army on the siege side, the pressure is no less than that of Fengyue Free Leader.

Looking at the city that had been attacked for several days, but still had not been captured, Joseph's expression became more and more ugly.

He never imagined that a small city of Augs would be so tenacious and difficult to chew.

Yes, the defenders of Augs City did suffer heavy losses.

But as the attacking party, as the forcible siege party, the empire suffered more losses.

In just a few days, more than 50,000 soldiers of the Northern Legion were killed in the siege of the city. If it weren't for the pressure from the big nobles, some soldiers, and even some of the small nobles who participated in the war, might have mutinied and retreated. .

The originally high morale has also been weakened in successive storms, and the resentment caused by the high casualties has gradually spread in the army, shaking the cohesion of the entire northern army.

Joseph knew very well that if the city could not be captured in a short period of time, the people and morale he had finally gathered together would be scattered.

This is the disadvantage of the noble alliance.

In the final analysis, everyone is just gathering for the great rewards of the Great Holy War. In fact, everyone has their own plans, and the degree of unity is not very high.

In this way, it's okay to fight against the wind. If you encounter hard bones, Joseph doesn't think that this huge army can really break out its due combat effectiveness.

"Augus City is famous for being easy to defend and difficult to attack. Historically, the elves used airships to successfully break through the city from the air. However, we do not have airship technology, and the air griffins are not suitable for attacking with magical skills. A city with a defensive barrier...so it will naturally be a little more difficult to attack."

Beside Joseph, the middle-aged nobleman Roland sighed.

The young duke's expression was even more ugly.

As the middle-aged noble said, he glanced at the army besieging the city on his side, and continued to shake his head:

"It's just that this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that during the siege of the city in the past few days, everyone has realized the difficulty of this city. Now many great nobles have begun to choose to preserve their strength."

"Only the minor nobles were forced out and bite the bullet..."

"But their strength is not strong in the first place. If we fight like this, we may only delay it longer."

"Lord Duke, we must let those great nobles send their own elites. Only the elites of great nobles can destroy this city in a short period of time!"

The middle-aged noble said with a serious expression.

Hearing his words, Joseph nodded lightly, his eyes twinkling.

His gaze wandered among the nobles behind him, and many of the great nobles who looked at him lowered their heads subconsciously.

And Joseph's gaze finally stopped when he saw one of them:

"Count Meath, it is said that you brought 70,000 people in this holy war, but I don't seem to have seen your army fight in the past few days."

The emaciated Count Meath's expression changed instantly.

His eyes flickered, and he was about to speak, but was quickly blocked by Joseph's next sentence:

"Your Excellency Count, if I remember correctly, Augs City originally belonged to the Western Territory. As a former Western lord, who wants to take back this land, should you set an example? Or, Are you going to give up and take back the nearby territories?"

"No! Lord Duke, Augs City has been part of the Western Territory since ancient times! It is the legal territory of our Meath family!"

Count Meath subconsciously retorted.

"Then set an example. There are many nobles from the western region participating in the war this time. In the next round of storming, the big nobles from your western region will take the lead."

Joseph said.

After he finished speaking, he took a deep look at the pale Earl Meath:

"Don't think about preserving your strength. Otherwise, even if you capture this place in the end, I will report it to the council and ask the council to take back your ownership!"

Count Meath struggled.

After a while, he finally sighed in frustration:

"I see, my lord."

"Then hurry up and prepare. The next round of large-scale storming will start in an hour."

Joseph said with satisfaction.

After speaking, the young duke left, leaving only Count Meath's expression changing.

"Lord Count, we... do we really want to be the main force in the next storm?"

A great noble from the Western Territory asked.

"You can only go. Duke Rosen has said it for the sake of it. Even if we don't want to go, we can't do it."

Earl Meath sighed.

He looked around at the hesitant vassal nobles, sneered again, and said:

"Okay, don't worry about it. After these few days, the strength of Augs City has also weakened a lot. Although the loss may be a little bigger, it is not as difficult as it was at the beginning."

After he finished speaking, he took a deep look at the vassal nobles:

"Don't hide it. I know you guys have better siege equipment that you smuggled with you. You have to take it out in a while. Otherwise, when the war is over, I will report to the council and deprive him of his title. !"

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"Hmph, I've known for a long time that these selfish idiots have always been hiding their elites, and they don't want to contribute at all!"

Half an hour later, looking at the three siege magic crystal cannons launched by the private soldiers of the western nobles headed by Count Meath, Joseph snorted angrily and cursed.

"Not good! It's a heavy magic crystal gun!"

Above the city wall, seeing the siege artillery launched by the Empire, Commander Arthur's expression changed slightly.

The magical defense barrier of Augs City has been crumbling.

If you are bombarded by heavy magic crystals a few times, it is likely to collapse completely.

At that time, relying on the ordinary city wall alone, I am afraid that it will no longer be able to resist this destructive power that is a bit stronger than that of the golden magister, and the power of breaking the city is comparable to the heavy artillery of legendary magic...

The defenders seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, and outside the camp, more than 150,000 elites from the western lords slowly gathered, preparing to launch a strong attack on Augs City.

Earl Meath was wearing full body armor, standing behind the command of the army.

Looking at the army in front of him, he took a deep breath and his eyes became firmer.

However, at this moment, a blood-stained and embarrassed noble knight suddenly rushed over from behind, ran towards him, and shouted in panic:

"Lord Earl, Lord Earl!"

Earl Meath slowly turned his head, and then froze for a moment:

"Robert, why are you here?"

He recognized it, it was one of the guard knights he stayed in Morningstar City.

"Lord Earl, no... it's not good! Morningstar City was breached by elves!"

The knight named Robert said breathlessly.

"What did you say?!"

Earl Meath's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Really... it's true... elves, suddenly there are a lot of elves... they also have a lot of magic crystal cannons... in less than two hours, the city was destroyed..."

The knight said tremblingly, a trace of fear still remained in his eyes.

Hearing this, Count Meath was stunned.

"No, nothing, the elves sacked the entire Morning Star City, and also distributed the lord's palace and all the nobles' treasuries to the commoners..."

The guard knight continued, his voice even with a hint of crying.

Hearing this, Earl Meath only felt a surge of blood, which almost made him faint.

Morningstar City is the core capital of the Meath family.

And the treasury of Morningstar City is basically the property that their entire family has accumulated for hundreds of years.

It wasn't until a moment later that he slowed down, gritted his teeth and said:

"These cunning and shameless elves!"

"Wait... not good!"

As if thinking of something, Count Meath's expression changed drastically.

He quickly grabbed the knight's clothes and asked with red eyes:

"Where's the countess? Where's little Phyllis and Mia!"

"The Countess and the others are lucky. They just went to the countryside castle for vacation a week ago and escaped the disaster. They should have returned to the Russell Fortress at the rear now."

Said the guard knight.

Hearing this, Count Meath breathed a sigh of relief.

Russell was the second largest city in the Western Territory and the main city of the Meath family. It was a city built around a fortress and was easier to defend than Morningstar City.

There, there is the last bit of the Mies family.

However, the next moment, following the words of the knight of the guards, his heart raised in his throat again:

But... but the elves seem to have received news that they have already marched towards the Russell Fortress! "

At this moment, Count Meath's face turned completely pale.

His expression changed several times, he gritted his teeth, raised his sword and roared:

"Pass my order, the whole army pays attention, retreat, retreat! Let's go back to the western leader! Now back to the western leader! Back to the western leader! Back to Russell Fortress!"

As soon as these words came out, the other western nobles looked at each other in dismay.

"No, it can't be like this, Lord Count, we are ready to attack the city, and we can't retreat now!"

"That's right! It's too late to rush back now. What we should do most now is to capture Augs City and recover the losses as much as possible!"

The nobles of the western region persuaded them one after another.

The sunk cost of a siege is already too great.

Although a strong attack is not what they want, but since the bowstring is full, there is no turning back.

Few of them are willing to leave now.

As for the elves?

Hey, it wasn't them who fought, it was their lord, or the lord of the lord.

Don't worry about it, many nobles even gloat over the misfortune, and almost write ridicule on their faces.

Before the war, Earl Meath forcibly pulled everyone to join the war, but many nobles were also quite dissatisfied.

At this moment, many people have a little happiness in their hearts, "The way of heaven is good for reincarnation, who will the heaven forgive?"

However, the next second, the knights of the guards brought even more explosive news:

"My lords, it's not just Morningstar City, the elves seem to have obtained the map of the aristocratic territory in the western region. They scattered their troops and went to the castles and towns of many adults! They also used the banner of 'fight the nobles and divide the property'. ! They have already demolished the manor and castle of several adults!"

The nobles in the western region who were still secretly mocking Earl Meath just now froze on their faces.

Their eyes gradually became dull.