General Wells slashed at a Lewis warrior with a sword. Supported by his strong fighting spirit, the sharp sword effortlessly split open the shield and armor of the Lewis warrior, and severely chopped off his left shoulder. Going in, the sharp sword cut across his shoulders, chest and abdomen, and out from his ribs. The huge wound almost cut the body of this Louis warrior in half.
General Wells didn¡¯t care about his disbelieving look and kicked him in the stomach, knocking this Louis warrior off the top of the city of Bielsa.
He lowered his head slightly and dodged the tomahawk sneak attack from behind. He reversed his sword and jumped out from under his ribs. The fighting energy under his feet exploded like spring thunder. General Wells was like a cannonball, slamming into the Lewis people behind him.
"Pfft"
"Boom"
First, the long sword entered his body, and then General Wells' back hit the enemy hard.
"snort¡¡"
General Wells snorted coldly. He exerted force on his hand, and the long sword passed through the body of the Lewis man, revealing half of the sharp blade stained with blood from the enemy's back.
¡°Pfft¡pfft¡¡±
There were two consecutive sounds of sharp blades entering the body. It was General Wells who used the inertia of the rear collision to use the bodies of the Lewis soldiers as shields, and the long sword in his hand pierced the bodies of two more Lewis soldiers!
At such a gap, the Lewis people in front of them swarmed forward, pointing their spears and axes at General Wells.
"ah¡¡"
General Wells shouted loudly, drew his sword and turned around with great speed and power, as if there was a storm of long swords blowing on top of the city!
Not only did he cut off many of the oncoming weapons, but he also beheaded all three Lewis men behind him who were tied together!
Three heads soared into the sky, blood spurting from their necks!
It was as if a bloody screen of blood had been created behind General Wells!
It¡¯s scary!
General Wells pounced on him, and between the ups and downs of his long sword, among the frightened and powerless Lewis people, he swung his long sword to create a bloody picture!
As powerful as a tiger!
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This is already the tenth day of the Lewis attack on the city, and the situation in Bielsa City is getting worse and worse. All supplies needed to defend the city have been exhausted, and even the rations for the soldiers defending the city have dropped to half of their normal share
The current Bielsa City relies entirely on the strong fighting spirit of the defenders to stand on the first line of border defense of the Charles Empire!
It is said that a clever woman cannot make a meal without rice. No matter how strong the defenders of Bielsa City are and how tenacious their fighting spirit is, they will gradually be unable to stop the Lewis people from climbing up the city wall without any defensive materials.
Four days ago, ever since the first Lewis man climbed up the wall of Bielsa City, Bielsa City's offensive and defensive battle entered its most brutal stage, and the casualties of Bielsa City defenders were slowly increasing. .
Every day is a close-quarters fight, and every battle is a close-quarters fight. Even a leader like General Wells needs to personally carry a long sword and fight on the city walls of Bielsa. This shows that Bielsa has been endangered. degree.
Maybe it was the strong consciousness of the defenders of Bielsa City that played a role. Maybe the Louis people had not experienced such a brutal battle for a long time. Maybe the generals on the Louis side felt that the overall situation was determined and there was no need to add more casualties. Bielsa City The garrison, led by General Wells, defended the city of Bielsa with their own flesh and blood for four whole days!
But the situation is getting worse and worse. As time goes by, Bielsa City's casualties are getting heavier and heavier. With Luis maintaining a certain degree of offensive pressure, Bielsa City feels that the eyes are getting bigger and bigger.
With a sword, he knocked down the Lewis man in front of him. He dodged the sneak attack with the long sword. General Wells got up his fighting spirit and stabbed the attacker to death. He drew his sword with the force, but he didn't expect that he didn't pull it out at the first blow. !
A wry smile crept across General Wells's face, and he drew his sword again, followed by a stream of smelly blood, spraying all over his head and face.
General Wells, who had been numb to this smell for a long time, wiped it on his face, held a sword flower in his right hand seemingly casually, and moved his right hand that had been stiff and numb for a long time.
Raising his eyes and looking around, he was surrounded by countless Lewis people. The guards around him had already been killed and injured in the battle just now.
These Lewis people seemed to know that General Wells was very valuable. Even though many of his companions died under General Wells's sword, they still surrounded General Wells, ready to take advantage of him when he was not paying attention or was weak. Under the circumstances, capture or kill this Charles Imperial??High official.
General Wells smiled bitterly. The fighting spirit in his body had been exhausted, and the guards around him were dead and wounded. Could it be that he was going to die at the hands of these Lewis people today! ?
No matter what! ?
The general died in a hundred battles!
Being able to die on the battlefield is not the best destination for a soldier! ?
General Wells held the sword in his virtual hand, using only the index finger and thumb of his right hand to hold the sword in a ring. He released the remaining three fingers, then tightened them in sequence, the little finger, the ring finger, the middle finger, then relaxed the index finger and thumb, and again Hold tight!
There are tens of millions of people in front of you, how can it matter! ?
As long as the sword is in hand, I will go!
Gripping the sword again, feeling that the sword was connected to his blood, General Wells was refreshed, and the fatigue in his body and heart was swept away!
"ah¡¡"
With a loud shout, General Wells took the initiative and rushed towards the enemy!
The enemy raised both swords and guns, and the cry of killing rang out again!
A louder cry of killing rang out. It was General Bevis, the deputy general of Bells City, leading hundreds of Charles' warriors to come to the rescue!
There were shouts of killing, curses, and the sound of swords and guns being pierced into the body, etc., turning the entire city of Bielsa into a purgatory!
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After a hard fight, the Lewis people were finally driven off the city walls of Bielsa under the desperate attack of the Bielsa defenders.
"How many times is this today? The fifth or sixth time?"
General Wells sat slumped on top of the city and asked General Bevis who was also slumped next to him.
"who knows¡¡"
General Beavis replied angrily.
General Wells turned his head, followed General Bevis' gaze, and finally laid his eyes on a little Charles soldier lying in a pool of blood.
Although his head and face were covered with blood, it could be seen from the skin that was not covered with blood that this little warrior was not very old.
A long wound almost cut off his neck, and the little soldier died long ago.
There was another little soldier beside him, holding his body. There were no tears on his dull face, only dullness and numbness.
"you know?"
"Hawke, the guy from the Seventh Brigade is the little guy who I personally recruited into the City Guards when I was the captain of the Seventh Brigade"
General Beavis indeed knew him, and he called him by name smoothly, obviously knowing his situation very well.
"Hoke was originally the only child in the family. When he wanted to join the army, I didn't agree. In the end, the little guy's father found me in person and told me that he still had a little girl at home. Even if Hawke died, In the city of Bielsa, his daughter can also provide for the two elderly people until they die"
"well¡¡"
General Beavis let out a long sigh, but he did not expect that Little Hawke's father had come true to his prophecy. The two old men could only rely on Little Hawke's sisters to support them until they die.
"well¡¡"
General Wells also sighed. He and General Bevis had been stationed in Bielsa City for more than ten years. How many of the 2,500 Bielsa City Guards had watched them grow up little by little? Yes, how many people are as close as nephews and sons in your own family
During the battle, when facing Louis, General Wells could not think about these things at all, and he could think about the problem as a general, but what about the breaks during the battle? Can we still turn a blind eye to the death of these young people?
Getting up with difficulty, General Wells used all his strength to slowly move in front of Hawke. It was as if the breath that supported his movement was taken away, and General Wells fell down again.
The sound of "Kutong" was very sudden in the quiet city after the war, but not many people raised their eyes to see what happened. They were numb, they were tired, and they also thought about it. Maybe in the next battle , he will be like little Hawke, lying in the warm blood and slowly getting cold!
There is really nothing to be sad about!
In the embrace of the true God, everyone is still in peace!
General Wells sat down next to Little Hawke, looked at his young face quietly, sighed softly, stretched out his hand, and gently closed his eyelids, making him lose his luster. His eyes can no longer see any light and darkness.
Wells¡¯s right hand was covered with blood. It belonged to Hawke, the enemy, and his own. Who could tell the difference clearly? He wiped it off on his armor indiscriminately.With more blood stained, Wells completely gave up the idea of ??cleaning it up and could only wait for the blood to dry on his palms. Maybe by then, cleaning up would be relatively simple.
"How is the situation now?"
General Wells¡¯s question caused General Bevis¡¯s depressed mood to shift into another kind of depression.
"What can we do? There is no material left to defend the city. The archers can only shoot back the arrows shot by the enemy. Now the Lewis people have learned the lesson and don't even shoot arrows. They just rush up. Now the archers all picked up their swords and stepped forward to fight"
General Beavis glanced at General Wells and continued:
"The casualties are also heavy. Since the Lewis people were able to rush to the city four days ago, we have lost at least half of our combat effectiveness. Even if there are those who can continue to fight, everyone is injured"
"If this continues, the city will be destroyed sooner or later"
General Bevis¡¯s words floated on the quiet city top, casting a layer of heaviness on top of the city.
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