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Dozens and hundreds of Toristine troops concealed themselves in a sealed building with only a few openings left, bending their bows and shooting arrows that were loaded with explosives.

A bow and arrow hitting the crowd and setting off explosives was a casualty of several or even a dozen.

This time the Albion army had a way to deal with it, they had their shield-holding soldiers move to the front, cascading forward slowly with their shields held high. Arrows could only hit the shields and fall at the feet of the shield-bearing soldiers.

"Boom," "Boom," "Boom."

A group of shield soldiers also had shields at their feet to stop them, and the explosion only shocked them and halted them a bit. Soon the shield troopers pushed forward again. Those shield soldiers that were killed by the impact were taken up by others. The Albion army steadily advanced.

The archers in the fortress changed their approach and threw their bows and arrows into the air, and although they lost much of their strength and their accuracy was much worse, many of them still landed in the crowd of unprotected troops in the rear.

"Boom, boom, boom" explosions, blood and flesh splattered, and another life withered away.

Albion, having taken some losses, closed in on the foot of the fortress, the shield soldiers gave way to a gap, and a group of attackers carrying explosives in the rear rushed out with a pack of explosives and buried them quickly in front of the fortress door.

The archers knew they were about to die and only wanted to kill more enemies, but they didn't use their bows and arrows to throw the explosives stockpiled in the fortress out of the firing ports.

"Boom,"

There was a huge explosion, the earth shook like a mountain.

The shield soldiers that made up the shield wall were blown through a large hole, killing dozens of people, and the attacking soldiers that rushed out to plant the explosives were all even left without flesh and bones. The fortress also collapsed in the big explosion, and the crumbling earth and rocks buried everyone inside.

The Albion army silently continued to advance over the fortress, and encountered several more fortresses on the way, all of them continued to advance after paying huge casualties.

In the meantime, Torristine also shrank the defensive line step by step, and the boulder traps and five or six forts on the mountain road were all passed by Albion's army without fear of casualties.

The last section of the mountain road was the only one wide enough to accommodate dozens of men side by side. Angel and the other two generals were waiting tightly in this position. Shieldsmen and longswordsmen in the front, archers in the back.

When the rest of Albion's army arrived at the back half of the mountain road, they were greeted by a head-on round of arrows.

"Ten thousand" arrows were fired, bows and arrows fell from the sky.

"Meet the enemy!!! Shield troopers defend, defend."

The attack on the fort concentrated the shield soldiers at the front, and that's when the middle and back sections of Albion's army lost their shield soldiers' protection, and many soldiers fell screaming in the rain of arrows.

"Give me a charge, charge!!!"

"KILL!!! Kill! Charge!!!"

A loud roar erupted from the front of Albion's army, as the shield soldiers spread out and the lancers and spearmen charged forward, quickly colliding with Torristine's shield soldiers and lancers.

"KILL!!!"

Soldiers from the two countries finally skirmish, you give me a knife, I give you a gun back.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, and the sound of rushing to kill was boiling.

Because of the cross-section, only twenty to thirty soldiers were able to charge together, the soldiers in front of the two countries fell down, and the soldiers behind them immediately replenished to maintain the line.

The archers in the rear of the Torristine army were constantly bending their bows and shooting arrows.

To the rear of Albion's army, shield soldiers were scattered in various areas, holding their shields high to protect friendly troops.

The lethality of ordinary bows and arrows decreased significantly.

"Switch to Bursting Arrows!!!" The Torristine army commanded.

The archer began firing the bow and arrow carrying the blaster, which fell towards Albion's rear.

"Boom," "Boom," "Boom."

Each explosion represents the loss of several or even a dozen lives, and shield soldiers are powerless against explosions when they are disorganized. The dead Albion soldiers were not shot by bows and arrows, but carried away by the blast.

Unable to endure the continued casualties, the Albion formation gave way and dozens of attackers covered in straps of explosives rushed up shouting.

"For Albion!!!" "To victory!!!" "To victory!!!"

The frenzied soldiers crashed into Albion Tolestin's stalemated lines.

"Boom!!!"

A huge explosion swept all of the hundreds of people around whether it was the Albion Army or the Torristine Army.

Flesh and blood was like a rain of shattered flesh falling from mid-air, and a gap appeared in the stalemated line.

"Charge for me!!!" The Albion army command roared.

"Charge, kill."

The red-eyed Albion Army slashed up menacingly with their swords.

"Forward army hedge, don't be afraid, give it to me!!!"

Torristine's longsword and spear soldiers were also charging to meet the attack from above and below with murderous intent.

Without the shield soldiers in the way, the swords and knives were like two armies that were like two currents of water dissolving each other, and the collision was constantly devouring life.

The Torristine army was at a disadvantage in numbers, and after the defensive line was broken open, Angel ordered the front army to charge against the slashing, and began to retreat with his own rear army including archers.

Torristine's front army, which numbered only one to two thousand in three battlefields, all died, and the blood dyed the entire battlefield red.

The Albion army that had killed to the point of madness continued to swing their swords forward, but the Torristine defenders that retreated first lowered the gantry stone at the end of the mountain road.

"Boom!!!"

Twenty meters long, six or seven meters high, and four or five meters thick, huge rocks that would have pressed down on the mountain road, and after digging out the rocky soil below, such huge rocks crushed the remaining dirt and crashed to the ground. The Albion army that had caught up with them was blocked on the other side.

On the other side of the gantry stone was the body of La Rochelle itself, layers upon layers of houses, squares, etc. built into the mountain wall. The army that Torristine had fled back to, and the three combined forces were only about 3,000 left, all of them rearguard soldiers like archers and attackers.

The three strands of Albion's army were blocked by three gantry stones, and with no outlet for their killing intent, they wielded their swords in vain and looked at the boulders. Only after the emotions cooled did the command step in to gather the troops and count the casualties.

Three strands of the army were still left at the number of two, two thousand, three thousand five hundred, in which the attackers were wiped out, the shield soldiers were downright miserable, and most of the rest were melee lancers and spearmen.

This day's continuous fighting, from 10 a.m. to 4 p.m., short time two tired army can hardly act. Torristine's army left behind a small portion to monitor the enemy's movements, and the rest gathered together to rest, drink and bonfires, venting and trying their best to recover. Albion's three armies also left a few of their own to take turns on guard, and the rest leaned on the walls of the mountain road to find dry food and water to swallow, much of which was stained with blood, both from their enemies and their companions and themselves.

And this was the second day of La Rochelle, which devoured seventeen or eighteen thousand soldiers of both nations in three narrow paths, and from the top of the path to the bottom of the path blood was shed.

Chapter 7 - La Rochelle Attack and Defense 3 Explosion

On the third day of the war, the Albion troops gathered outside the Dragonstone began to climb and attack.

Bodies were piled up into small hills; landing places were smashed into the walls with swords and guns; ladders made of men were built - the

The gantry stone was just a dead object, and it was still too difficult to block the path of thousands of troops.

The Torristine defenders who noticed the movement rallied their companions and put up a defense.