Chapter 360: Chapter 154, The Siege of Yulsen_2
The wooden siege hamrs were pounding against the city gates, producing a rumbling sound. On top of the gate tower, soldiers were directing the peasants to shoot arrows downward. Many of the horned beasts carrying the siege hamrs fell down shot, but more of them rushed forward. The siege hamrs made from the trunks of trees were very crude, and not very effective; the city gates shook violently but showed no signs of breaking.
Constant attacks resulted in heavy casualties for the beastn, with corpses piling up around the castle, to the point where even the ditches were filled.
A Doomsday Bull walked up beside the Beast King "Blood Horn" Maras, panting heavily, hot air spewing from its nostrils: "Gate... strong, wood... weak."
"We... can’t open... the gate," the Doomsday Bull said to the Beast King.
"Useless... useless!" the Beast King roared angrily, knowing it needed to buy ti as the Knightly Army might appear at any mont: "Attack... again!"
"Attack again... can’t open... the gate," the Doomsday Bull continued.
"...Uh... all useless," the Beast King pushed the Doomsday Bull aside with a smile: "No worries... we have... Grier."
Upon the Beast King’s command, a Cyclops, standing five ters tall, stepped out from the ranks of the beastn.
"Grier! Grier! Grier!" All the beastn shouted the Cyclops’ na. A few beastn placed a huge black rock in front of the Cyclops, who let out a few wild howls, then lifted the rock and staggered towards the castle’s main gate.
"Grier! Grier! Grier!"
The shouting outside was clearly heard by Count Adelaide inside the castle, his face drenched in sweat. Hesitant, he picked up the Magic Communication Device and took out a Gemstone.
After connecting, even before Marquis Angxi could speak, Count Adelaide cried out in a heart-wrenching voice: "My Marquis, the castle has reached its limit, we have reached our limit, there are only over three hundred living souls left in the castle."
"My Marquis, my Marquis, for the sake of the Lady and the King, reach out and lend your brother a hand! Where are our reinforcents?"
There was a brief silence over the communication device before Marquis Angxi’s voice ca through.
"We are racing to Yulsen Castle at full speed, Count Adelaide, please hold on for thirty more minutes, just hold on for thirty more minutes, we will be there shortly!"
Adelaide put down the Magic Communication Device; the Gemstone had already lost its luster, the last Gemstone of this castle, and it was the last opportunity for communication.
At the front gate, the Cyclops Grier charged toward the gate, clutching the black stone and stumbling.
"Grier! Grier! Grier!"
"Waaaahhh!" The Cyclops lifted the black stone, placed it on its head, then used the montum to smash it headfirst and passed out from the pain.
The city gate finally collapsed amidst the beastn’s revelry.
......
An hour later, Marquis Angxi finally led the Knightly Army to Yulsen Castle.
From a distance, Yulsen Castle still billowed thick black smoke, and countless beastn corpses surrounded its walls, with filthy blood reddening the river.
"It seems we are not too late." The knights wiped sweat from their brows, having forced-marched for a day and night, the army of over eighteen thousand finally arrived at Yulsen Castle.
Worse yet, the army was running low on food, with only three days of supplies left after a four-day march.
The Knightly Army gradually drew closer to Yulsen Castle, and the knights began to notice an unusual atmosphere.
Silence.
It was far too quiet.
"Sothing’s wrong, assemble the troops, prepare for battle!" Marquis Angxi also sensed the abnormality. He motioned for the army to halt their advance, then divide into several contingents on standby, while he rode to the forefront of the formation: "Adelaide?"
"Adelaide?"
So shadowy figures appeared on the battlents, and a round, ball-like object was thrown down: "Your... Count... for you!"
"Ha!"
"For you... all for you... return the humans... to the humans!" The castle’s catapults were brutally opened, and countless objects like fragnts of stones were launched from inside the castle, flying towards the Knightly Army.
"Take cover!" The knights barely had ti to shout before the objects flew rapidly; they seed light, barely lethal even if hit.
"Ahhhhh!" When those "stones" landed among them, many peasants involuntarily let out cries of terror, retreating in fright.
They were heads! So many heads!
Knights’ heads! Soldiers’ heads! Peasants’ heads! Even nurous heads of castle servants and won!
"Ahhhhh!" Many heads were still oozing blood, and their frightened, despair-filled expressions before death deeply pressured the peasants. So turned to flee, causing waves of panic within the Knightly Army, despite the knights’ efforts to suppress the peasants’ fears and lift their morale. Distrust ran rampant among the peasants towards what the knights said.
Without the Holy Grail Knight, their fear was genuine.
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