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Text Chapter 250 The siege begins!

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    "There seemed to be gunshots in the distant sky. No, it was indeed gunshots! Has the army to relieve the siege already arrived?" On the tall red tower on the south wall of Kislevgrad City, a guard was in charge  The officer made a nervous voice with a bit of surprise.  This possible good news was so great that he couldn't believe his ears.  "Well, let's fire off a magic flare and have a look. No matter what it is, we have to figure this out." Great Monk Cheetah, Vice-Prince of the Saint Cheetah Monastery in Kislev, Dalen, calmly answered the surprised man.  Officer, this old Cheetah Knight is in charge of the duty of this tower tonight and has the final decision-making power.  So the gunners immediately got busy. They turned the heavy winch, tightened the black torsion spring, pointed the muzzle of the large crossbow machine at the sky, and put in the magic flares engraved with runes.  This flare is a joint product of fireworks technology and heavenly spells. It can emit a blazing flash of light in the air for twenty seconds. It is also an indispensable item for night battles and city defenses.  During the siege of Kislevgrad, the defenders cast a thousand rounds of this type of artillery shells, and the current stock is considered sufficient.  "Ah, it turned out to be a small airship? When did the empire switch to this slow-moving thing for delivering messages? It seems that it can't safely pass the enemy's blockade at this height, right?" Following a shrill whistle, a bright light flashed across  The sky between the city wall and the trench was covered with a layer of bright color, giving the dark camp of the Chaos army in the distance a layer of bright color.  The bald old monk raised his copper telescope, and there was a hint of disappointment in the corners of his mouth.  In fact, these days, communication between Kislevgrad and the outside world relies on the magic black swan and the elf giant eagle.  The black swan is responsible for delivering some insignificant good news, while the messenger riding the elf eagle carries a top-secret scroll that can be burned at any time. The two form the information line of the Red Wall Capital. Their common feature is that they can fly up to three thousand  At a height of more than meters, avoid the harpies, wyverns, and long-tailed lions in the Chaos army that can only fly low.  No one uses hot air balloons because their fragile defenses and slow speed determine everything.  But just a moment later, the heavily armored monk suddenly changed his expression, his voice boomed like thunder, and his sword was unsheathed.  "The enemy is preparing for a night attack! Send the alarm! Fire from all gun positions!" Burning rockets flew into the sky, and the fierce alarm bells also echoed in the attic of the tower. The ballistae and artillery roared one after another, sleeping.  The city of Kislevgrad suddenly woke up angrily, like a hibernating giant bear raising his claws.  £­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­  How could the believers know about our surprise attack plan! What's going on!" North Chief Odes roared angrily, swinging his Chaos Battle Ax at the wooden pillars of the fortifications like a mad bull.  There was a reason for this. In the recent shelling, his elite death squads, which were densely arranged beside the trench and prepared to attack in a concealed manner, suffered heavy casualties from the fierce artillery fire from the tower. This made the leader of the North people feel distressed.  "This question is indeed a bit strange. Our concealment work is very good! Why would the enemy launch flares first and then open fire first?" A man wearing an animal skin tube top, a belt on a diagonal, and a skull and animal head shoulder armor  The female wizard also expressed her doubts. She had long golden hair, tied into a ponytail with a silver chain engraved with a skull, and her light blue eyes were full of puzzlement.  "Forget it! Then withdraw the death squads first and let the damn Chaos Dwarfs start shooting! Are they going to wait until the death squads are dead before shooting?" The tall North warrior wearing giant horns and heavy armor waved his hand vigorously and gave  The lieutenants beside him gave orders.  A faint emblem of the Seal of Slaanesh rose from his body, glowing with purple light.  In fact, Warchief Odes is the person in charge of commanding the artillery feint attack in the Chaos army. He has 14,000 North soldiers and 60 miscellaneous artillery under his command.  Some of these cannons are the products of temporary castings by Chaos Dwarf craftsmen, and some are captured from previous battles. Their performance is uneven, and only two of them are the real Hell Chaos cannons.  For this battle, he spent a lot of effort to organize them, and spent a lot of gold coins on the Chaos Dwarfs.  Now, it¡¯s finally time to put them to use!  "Wait! Lord Odes, do you feel some special force in the air above the camp behind you? It seems to be the force of the followers of the false god!" The blond Chaos Witch suddenly raised her weapon, which was eight feet long.  The animal-headed halberd was glowing with magic in the narrow bunker. At this moment, her appearance suddenly changed?, long feathers rushed out from her temples, covering her ears with golden crescent moon earrings, as if a huge demon bird had attached itself to her body.  ¡ª¡ª"My God, this is quite spectacular! Chaos!  Did they just choose the moment we arrived to launch a siege?" Standing on the bow of the airship, the dwarf Baska couldn't help but sigh, because the scene in front of him was really indescribable.  The airship lowered its altitude, and the majestic Kislevgrad was already displayed in front of them. Countless fireballs and fireworks left brilliant traces between the giant city and the chaotic position.  Bursts of low gunfire came from below, and sparks and smoke columns rose everywhere.  "In that case, Jessica will be the first reinforcement to enter Kislevgrad! Jessica is so happy!" The wolf-eared girl Jessica blinked with a smile, the tenth member of Middenland  A champion always looks fearless.  After a short but intense battle, the harpies dispersed, so she was relatively relaxed for now.  "Blessed by the supreme ancestor god, the enemy's harpies should be wild. They have not received professional training in attacking airships. This is the reason why we can persist until now. Otherwise" The red-bearded captain blew out a smoke ring.  , his face was covered with nervous sweat.  In fact, the harpies just now foolishly chased the human aura and attacked, and did not fly to the top of the airship to tear the fragile air bag. This is a blessing.  Otherwise, after the air bag is torn, even the God's Blessed Warrior will be unable to do anything, unless the Nebula Warlock with the ability to control the air flow can hope to save it.  In fact, this is also the reason why the army does not use airship formations to bomb the enemy's sky, because expensive airships made of huge amounts of cloth are too fragile. Under the guidance of well-trained flying monsters and bipedal flying dragons,  They are almost vulnerable to wizards.  The huge air bag is the best target for attack. Its huge surface area makes it impossible for even high-level top masters to protect it. As long as a few experienced harpies hang sharp blades, they can easily tear it at the top.  A huge crack opened, causing the airship to fall to the ground like a stone, and then everything turned into nothing.  "Don't think about bad problems for the time being, concentrate your strength, and let us land in Kislevgrad!" Old Loren interrupted the captain's sigh, his sword still pointed at the enemy in the distance vigilantly.  Hyde and Frey stood side by side next to him, their hair being tossed and fluttered by the howling wind, carrying the breath of wind and clouds.  "Your Highness Hyde, look down there! Are you distracted?" Fleur gently pulled Hyde's arm. She suddenly felt that something was wrong with Hyde. From the beginning, he was silent, as silent as a sculpture.  "AhI'm using the sensory field to detect the enemy's situation. It's simply a sea, a real sea!" After several urgent calls, Hyde finally answered Fleur with a sudden realization, and his eyebrows were tightly knitted.  When he got up, he seemed to have seen something terrible.
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