The night shrouded the Bastille.

A team of about 200 people was slowly approaching the city wall with four temporary ladders in the team. Behind them were several small carts, each filled with sandbags.

"The Bastille is composed of eight towers, each tower is as high as fifteen floors. There is a moat ahead, with a width almost equal to the height of the tower. You need to rely on a suspension bridge to enter and exit. It is night now, and the suspension bridge has been collected. If the moat is not filled first, it will not work, whether it is a siege tower, a ladder or a siege hammer. Normally, it is impossible to capture it with our manpower."

On the way, the Earl of Ile-de-France introduced the situation of the fortress to everyone.

"But there are exceptions in everything."

"The Bastille was attacked by the Duke of Aquitaine not long ago. The moat had been filled with sandbags. It has not been cleaned up until now. It is not impossible to pave another way. In addition, this fortress actually has one weakness, that is, the iron locks on the suspension bridge. Due to lack of maintenance, the iron locks on both sides have rusted and very fragile. The enemy does not know about this kind of thing, but the relevant reports have been piled on my table for four or five years. As long as it is cut off and the suspension bridge is put down, the fortress will be useless."

Someone asked in confusion: "You are the lord of Paris, are you? Why has such an important fortress been like this, and you haven't changed the ropes for four or five years?"

"Because there is no need. My power does not come from my force and army, nor from my military achievements and political achievements, but from the balance of the power of the nobles in the federal government. Instead of spending money on building the army and strengthening fortifications, it is better to spend extravagant desires, which can make the great lords more at ease."

The closer you get to the Bastille, the taller the wall becomes in everyone's eyes. If the wall is a giant, the crowd walking below is just ants that have left the nest.

The Earl of Ile-de-France comforted everyone: "Don't worry too much. Tomorrow is the day of public trial. I have received information. In order to maintain public order in the city, most of the defenders have been transferred to the city. Now is the best time to attack the Bastille."

"What if it still can't be captured?" someone asked worriedly. They were all swordsmen trained on Antillia. They were first-class in swordsmanship, but their experience in combat was zero. As soon as they came to face the huge fortress of the Bastille, they were a little unsure of their minds.

"Don't worry." The Earl of Ile-de-France said meaningfully, "It doesn't matter if I can't attack the city walls. I still keep the last resort."

A torch flashed on the city wall, and then a shout came from the city wall: "Who is it!"

"No, it has been discovered!" The Count of Ile-de-France waved his hand quickly, "Run forward! Use sandbags to build a way on the moat!"

The alarm bell of "dongdong" sounded, and not long after, the city walls were brightly lit. The Bastille had entered a state of war!

A magic power overflowed from the Earl of France. He added Zeus's protection to everyone, so the swordsmen's movements changed suddenly. They easily grabbed bags of sandbags, like grasping light feathers. The arrows falling from the city wall were also avoided by their sensitive body movements.

Since most of the soldiers were transferred to maintain public order in the city, the counterattacks carried out by the defenders were not very fierce. The anti-Japanese swordsmen piled all the sandbags on the cart into the river without paying much casualties, and a passage for people to walk on the river was stacked!

The density of arrows falling from the city walls has obviously increased. The Earl of Ile-de-France knew that reinforcements from the city were constantly coming.

"You can't relax! Just drive the ladder to the city wall!"

Four ladders were walking in the same pace under the support of everyone, and pressed on the city wall almost at the same time. The Count of Ile-de-France took the lead and stepped on the ladder a few times as light as a swallow. His body was as high as the city wall. However, he did not step on the city wall directly, but instead leaped his body horizontally and landed towards the suspension bridge that was put away below!

His sword was unsheathed in the air and swung accurately and quickly towards the chains on the suspension bridge. A spark flashed, and the chains on one side of the suspension bridge broke in response to the sound. The suspension bridge had less support and the bridge body had begun to tilt downwards!

The body of the Count of Ile de France fell from the air and a huge splash of water splashed on the moat under the suspension bridge. But he quickly floated up and crawled back to the shore with wet body.

——As long as the chain on the other side is cut off, the suspension bridge will be put down!

But the Count of Ile de France soon discovered that the four ladders had been overturned from the city wall.

"Hurry up! Put on the useful ladder!" yelled the Count of Ile-de-France, "If you drag it for a long time, you will have no chance!"

There were more and more defenders gathered on the city wall, and the arrows falling from above were becoming more and more dense, making it more and more difficult for Antilles swordsmen to dodge. Not only arrows, they also dropped rocks from the city wall and poured burning hot oil. The use of each instrument to defend the city caused huge casualties to the people under the city wall.

Finally, another ladder was set on the city wall. The Earl of France pushed away the crowd blocking the front and jumped up as before!

But this time, before he could take a few steps, a huge stone fell from the head of the Count of Ile de France. The Count of Ile de France had no choice but to leap to the side and fall into the moat again.

The ladder was overturned again, and the arrows falling from the city wall became more dense.

"Try again and set up two at the same time!"

There were only two hundred people siegeing the city, not only could they not be rotated, but they even filled rivers and ladders, and the same group of people siege the city. If it were ordinary soldiers, they would have been exhausted after fighting for a long time. However, under the protection of Zeus, these people, with extraordinary energy, put the ladder on the city wall for the third time.

The Count of Ile de France stepped up the ladder for the third time!

The defenders on the city wall seemed to have already been staring at him. Before the Earl of France took a few steps, another huge rock was thrown down towards his head. But this time, the Earl of France jumped horizontally and stepped onto another cloud ladder. Before the enemy reacted, he rose up more than ten meters on the cloud ladder, and its height was far beyond the suspension bridge.

Just as he was about to do the same thing, he jumped down to cut off the iron chain on the other side of the suspension bridge, a black shadow suddenly appeared above him. The Count of Ile de France subconsciously thought that another stone was smashed down, and immediately jumped horizontally toward the suspension bridge. But he never expected that the black shadow also leaped over like a shadow!
Chapter completed!