dognovel Chapter 428 Endurance
Chapter 428 Endurance
Chapter 428 Endurance
There was chaos and noise below the city wall.
A stone with great force suddenly flew over the city wall and hit a house under the wall.
There was a loud bang, and half of the roof of the house collapsed instantly, raising a cloud of dust. Then the surviving soldiers rushed out of the ruins and climbed onto the city wall.
On the city wall, the cannons had been ready for a long time, and one cannon after another let out a deafening roar.
"Aim at those Kusha soldiers and shoot them hard!"
The shells flew towards the attacking Kusha soldiers like raindrops. Where the shells landed, blood splattered everywhere, and a bloody path was immediately created.
"Come on! Whoever puts the ladder up to the city wall first will be rewarded with a pound of gold!"
The Kushan officers shouted and urged their soldiers to charge towards the city wall. The Kushan soldiers continued to charge in chaos and blood, trying to break through the defenders' defense line.
The defenders did not flinch, they held on to the city walls and fought bravely. Although the Kushan soldiers launched wave after wave of crazy attacks, they were all suppressed by the defenders' tenacious firepower.
Finally, after a fierce attack, the Kushan soldiers' defense line began to collapse. The leading general saw that the situation was not good and shouted:
"Retreat! Go back!"
As the retreat horn sounded on the battlefield, the Kushan soldiers retreated like a tide, leaving a mess on the battlefield.
Soon after, John hurried over. When he saw the tragic situation near the city wall, his brows knitted tightly.
The streets were littered with broken stones, broken weapons and the bodies of fallen soldiers, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood that made people want to vomit.
John took a deep breath, suppressed his complicated emotions, climbed up the city wall and looked at the Kusha army in the distance.
In the distance, the Kusha army stretched out like a dragon, the tents were densely arranged like the tide, and the flags fluttered in the wind.
John had been observing the situation through the system map some time ago. Although he could not know the specific situation of his territory, he was slightly relieved that the Earl's Castle and Niland City had not fallen for such a long time.
Moreover, the forest lords in the rear were also continuously sending troops to the front line, which undoubtedly increased his chances of success. John knew that as long as he could ensure the smooth transportation of materials in the rear and continuously weaken the enemy's manpower, as long as he could hold on until winter, Yoda's army would have to retreat no matter how large its number was.
At this moment, General Reynard came forward with a serious look, as if he had something important to report. John turned around and motioned for him to speak.
Leonard bowed his head and said:
"Lord John, I have carefully counted the food reserves in the city. The current situation is not optimistic. The stored food is only enough to support us until next spring."
John nodded slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said:
"Don't worry too much. Now Yoda is attacking cities on the Kushan border. As long as we hold on to this place and prevent the Kushan army from taking it down, Galixica will definitely ignore this place and lead the Kushan army back north to protect his own territory."
"By then, we can seize the opportunity to capture Acre when both sides are exhausted. While the Yoda Empire is short of troops, we can retreat to the Hall of the King of Law by land."
John raised his head slightly. There was one more thing he hadn't said, which was that if he couldn't even deal with Calixice, who was not an apostle now, how could he face Griffith's New Eagle Group in the future?
After hearing this, General Reynard just said "I see." But he was still very worried. The Kusha army had a constant supply of supplies. If the Galixica army refused to withdraw, they would be exhausted and would not be able to hold on sooner or later.
John patted General Reynard on the shoulder and said:
"I know this battle is difficult, but please believe that as long as we work together, we will be able to hold on here and wait for the opportunity to counterattack."
"Snapped!"
A crisp slap hit the general's face in the center of the tent. The sound was like thunder exploding in the dead silence of the tent. The general's head tilted to one side, and he spat out a few broken teeth and blood. The warm blood left a hideous mark on the ground.
Galixica shook the hand that had just pulled the man away. He was too lazy to count how many times he had attacked. Every time he attacked, he felt extremely frustrated. No matter what means he used, those attacks were like stones thrown into the sea, without causing much waves.
Whether it was a daytime assault or a nighttime raid, the opposing defenders were like alert cheetahs, always on high alert, guarding against every possible flaw, leaving no chance for attack.
Of course, given the current situation, we can adopt a strategy of siege without attacking. We can just surround the fortress and let the enemies inside surrender after they run out of ammunition and food.
But the war reports from the north kept urging Galisica to return. As Daiba's letter said, although he had used all the magic he could use and sent all the troops under his command, some of the Yuda army was still burning, killing and looting in Kusha like locusts.
Often, just as one stronghold was destroyed, a new place was occupied by the Yoda people. They were like an evil shadow that could never be completely eradicated, and they were wanton on the land of Kusha.
"Could it be that with so many generals there is nothing they can do about this tiny fortress?"
Sitting back on the throne, Kalishiga questioned the generals in the tent with a cold voice and uncontrollable rage. This voice echoed in the tent, like a death sentence, causing every general to lower their heads and not dare to look at him. A heavy and desperate atmosphere filled the tent, as if the darkness had swallowed them all.
At this time, a general came out tremblingly, and with a hint of hesitation and helplessness in his voice, he advised Calixica to lead his troops north. He said:
"Your Majesty, the situation in the north is related to the safety of the entire Kushan Empire. Now the Yoda army is rampant and the people are suffering. If you let it develop, it will probably bring great trouble to your Majesty's future rule. I think Your Majesty can lead the troops north and leave a small part of the army to guard the fortress here. It won't be too late to fully siege the fortress after the Yoda people are completely dealt with."
"idiot!"
However, Calixica stood up suddenly like a ignited powder keg and roared:
"If we only leave a small part of the army, we won't be able to defend it. This fortress is of great importance. If the enemy takes advantage of the opportunity to break in, Acre will be the first to fall, and then we will be in greater danger."
"Besides, I, Galixiga, will control the entire Kusha continent in the future. If I can't even conquer a mere fortress, how can I be the emperor of the entire Kusha continent? If I retreat now, how can I face those subjects who expect me to lead Kusha to glory?"
In his heart, Galixica always felt that the pagan leader would become equal to or even surpass him in the future. He seemed to see a forked road in the long river of fate, with Galixica ruling the glorious Kusha continent on one side and the pagan leader rising up and trampling him under his feet on the other.
This premonition was like a sharp thorn that kept piercing his heart. He knew that he had to make a break with the pagans in the fortress, and there was no room for maneuver.
The atmosphere in the tent became more oppressive, and the generals did not dare to speak easily. They all knew the inner struggle of Galixica at this time. He did not want to give up the Yoda people in the north who urgently needed him to go back and suppress, but he also did not want to easily give up the fortress in front of him that might hinder his dream of ruling.
On the fortress walls, the defenders were still on high alert. They were unaware of the considerations and struggles of Calixtes in the tent, but their mission was to defend the fortress below them, even at the cost of their lives.
At this moment, on this land, the balance of fate seems to be shaking slightly under the confrontation between the two sides, and it is unknown which side it will eventually lean towards.