Mediterranean Hegemon of Ancient Greece - Chapter 315

[Chapter 113 Fortress Attack and Defense (Continued)]

80 meters… 70 meters… 60 meters… The closer you get to the wooden wall, the stronger the attack, and the number of slaves is getting smaller and smaller, and most of them are already lying on the grass as stepping stones.

Fear of death caused several slaves to throw away the sacks and dash forward.

Pickets, meat hooks… stabbed their legs with blood and blood, and they screamed, but refused to stop their staggering steps: “Ah!…Ah!…I…I am Greece. People!…I’m a Greek!!…”

The heart-wrenching shout stunned the soldiers on the wall, who all looked at Tspit with pleading eyes.

Seeing this scene, Zpit was also a little hesitant.

At this moment, more than a dozen Bruti warriors, receiving the order of the leader, rushed out of the array, stepped on the sacks on the ground, and threw javelins at the slaves who were blocked by Luzhai and could not move forward.

The screams before the death of the Greek slaves made Tspit ruthless and made a decision. He roared sharply: “Keep shooting arrows!”

Countless arrows with sadness and anger continued to fall… Finally, there was not much left in the range. Almost all of the slaves and Brutians were swept away.

Although these slaves were almost naked and unprotected, 2,000 people were killed or injured in the trap area within a short time, and they did not even reach the trench in front of the wooden wall, which made the leaders of the Bruti people suck. Take a breath.

“Big Chief Pian Lun, look…” Bogam looked at Pian Lun hesitantly.

“Send other tribal warriors to continue to fill the trap, we are about to get to the city!” Pian Lun’s tone was cold and firm, and he had come to this point. No matter what, he had to test the strength of the enemy. Will never retreat easily.

Several thousand Bruti warriors, in pairs, holding shields in one hand and sacks in the other, began to advance toward the city walls in very loose formations.

Tspit was very much hoping that the enemy’s advance would be slower, to give his soldiers a little more time to recover from the numb arms.

“Fire the arrow!” He waved his arm down again.

The Bruti warriors were obviously more experienced in fighting than the slaves. When they saw the arrows covering the sky, they immediately stopped advancing, squatted down, huddled into a ball, and protected their bodies with shields. The arrows were shot down like raindrops. There was a burst of “bang! Bang! Pfft! Pfft!…” The screams of the soldiers were obviously much smaller than before.

But when they advanced to more than 30 meters away from the city wall, the Luzhai barrier set up here made them stay in place, and not only the archers but also the harpooneers joined the battle on the wooden wall. The javelins and arrows poured down, and the cloth The casualties of the Ruthian soldiers increased greatly, and they retreated.

“Big boss!” Even Petaru couldn’t help it now.

“Attack again!” Pian Lun ordered hard-heartedly: “Elder Petaru, you lead 4,000 soldiers to attack the north wall! Elder Bogam, you attack the south! Elder Nikuru, you take people to the middle There is a road! Don’t be in a hurry, everyone, follow the previous plan, clear the obstacles on the road, fill the trenches, and then start the siege…”

The soldiers on the wooden wall cheered the Brutians’ retreat, but it didn’t take long for the enemy to The attack has come again.

This time, they were divided into small groups of dozens of people, densely grouped together, with several wooden shields as large as door panels in front of them.

The road extending from the city gate is the only one without traps. It is a passage reserved by the Third Army.

At this time, there were also Brutite warriors pushing a wooden cart full of sacks filled with soil, and approaching the city gate.

Experienced Tspit knows that when the enemy is heavily guarded, blindly shooting arrows will only waste arrows and stamina, with little effect.

Therefore, he forbade the soldiers to shoot, and waited for the enemy to leave the big wooden shield before shooting.

But the wooden cart in the middle is always the focus of the Dionysian light infantry’s attack. The distance of 100 meters made the Brutite warriors who pushed the cart all the way, but Nikuru’s angry roar urged the frightened Bruty warriors. , The carts moved forward one after another, and finally reached the front of the ditch with difficulty, ready to pour the sacks piled up like hills on the wooden cart into the ditch.

“Oil cans!” Cipit shouted calmly, and a dozen slingers lifted up the olive oil jars temporarily collected from the city of Bisinia, and threw them exactly as they would throw stones at ordinary times. The wooden cart in front of the ditch, the clay pot was broken, and the oil was splashed around, which soon turned the wooden cart into an oil cart.

“Rocket!” At the same time as Cipit ordered, he shot a rocket himself.

As soon as five or six rockets hit the wooden cart, it quickly burst into flames, and it also affected several Bruti warriors who were pushing the cart. They were all on fire and rolled around in panic.

“Idiot! Quick! Push it down! Push the car down!!” Seeing the emergency, Nikuru roared, threw his shield away, and at the risk of being shot, pushed away the hesitant warriors in front of him and rushed forward with great strides. Go up, ignoring the burning flames, hold the handlebars with both hands, and push forward with all your strength.

Under his inspiration, the Bruti warriors also rushed to his side.

The wooden cart was burning, and the javelins and arrows were concentrated and shot.

Under the leadership of Nikuru, the Bruti warriors pushed the cart desperately, only to hear a “bang”, the whole wooden cart overturned in the trench, and the sacks inside filled the three-meter-deep and three-meter-wide trench. Half full, holding down the crisscrossing pickets in the ditch, the Brutite warriors could step on the sacks in the ditch and step across the ditch in just one big step.

When the soldiers were lucky to succeed, Nikuru had fallen into a pool of blood with two javelins…

Nikuru died!

Hearing this news, Pian Lun couldn’t help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart. Although his relationship with Nikuru was only normal, his lips were dead and his teeth were cold…

At this time, the Brutus warriors paid a lot of money after paying a small price. , has approached the edge of the ditch, and started throwing sacks into it.

Pian Lun finally gave the order: “The whole army is attacking the city!” The

ten thousand soldiers were divided into two groups, carrying long ladders and wood, and began to approach the city wall.

Just as the Brutus blew the horn of attack, the Dionians also blew the General’s horn, and the soldiers of the 1st and 2nd battalions began to go to the city.

Taking advantage of the time when the Dionian soldiers were changing the guard on the city, the Bruti soldiers stepped on the corpses of their companions and rushed to the edge of the ditch. The soldiers of the Third Legion immediately threw a rain of javelins, and Brutus was shot. The

fighter Ti fell directly into the ditch…

The fighter Bruti who reached under the wooden wall looked up and complained secretly.

Originally built by the Dionians.

Countless sharp woods slanted outwards from the crenels of the wooden wall, making it impossible for the long ladder to go directly to the crenel. Even if the soldiers climbed to the top of the long ladder, they were still a short distance away from the wooden wall, which undoubtedly increased the difficulty of sieging the city.

The Bruti warrior was just distracted when a stone fell vertically, hitting his head.

“Good smashing!” Kleilu patted the Vicinian warriors who had made great contributions and shouted loudly: “Clansmen, kill me hard, don’t let a Cosenza go back alive!” The

battle was fierce. As it went on, the Dionian soldiers and the Bissinian warriors threw javelins, stoned, stabbed with spears, pushed with forks, slashed with sabers…with all their might to stop the Brutians from attacking the city.

In addition to attacking the city with long ladder ants, the Brutians also used bark to ram the city.

A group of more than a dozen warriors holding a huge log, under the cover of Bruti’s harpooneers, not only rammed the city gate, but they also rammed the wooden wall.

Because of Pianlon, they believed that although the Dionians built the wooden wall in such a short time, it could not be very strong.

In fact it is.

The wooden walls built by the Dionian soldiers were double-layered palisades, the middle was filled with soil taken out when digging trenches, and wooden boards were laid on the top to form a walkway on the wall.

However, due to the urgency of time, the soil in the middle was not fully compacted, and the wooden fence was not carefully reinforced.

After discovering the enemy’s intentions, Drakes had to divide his forces and focus on attacking these “deadly” fighters who were unprotected.

However, Pianlon was not alone in these two siege methods.

“Captain, it looks like it’s on fire!” The soldier reminded Adrianx loudly. He was busy looking down and saw that the bottom of a wooden wall had already ignited, and a few Brutite warriors next to him were carrying a The clay pot was pouring oil on the wall, and the fire was growing.

“Quickly shoot that person!” Adriankes shouted anxiously while instructing the soldiers to throw the javelin: “Fall down the sand! Fell down!…”

Due to the rush of time and the lack of combat supplies, The wooden walls have not been treated with fire protection, such as painting.

Fortunately, when Drax discussed with the captains how to defend the fort, he took this into consideration, and placed a cloth bag full of soil on the wooden-walled aisle.

The fire was finally put out, but Adriax still looked serious. He reminded the officers and soldiers one by one to pay close attention to any enemy carrying pots and oil bags in the city, and make every effort not to let them get close. wooden wall.

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The siege battle was bloody and cruel. Every time he saw the long ladder being pushed down and the soldiers fell from the top of the city, Pian Lun felt heartache, but as the army commander, he He had to keep an eye on the progress of the war at all times. He moved forward again and again, just to see more clearly, and finally came to the edge of the trap area.

Perhaps it was the corpses on the ground that disturbed the warhorse under its crotch. It snorted and kept digging the soil on the ground with its front hooves.

Pianlon really did not expect that the Dionysians not only built a relatively complete fortress defense system in just three days, but also that the soldiers’ experience and strength in defending the city were not weak.

Seeing the Brutite warriors struggling and moaning under the wall, Piaren’s confidence is gradually weakening…

Compared with the well-defended, tacitly coordinated, and forbidden northern section of the wooden wall, the southern section, which is in charge of the Bissinian warriors, is due to The command was not unified, the combat effectiveness of the personnel was weak, and the fighting spirit was not strong. After an hour of defense, Brutite soldiers began to turn over the city.