Qianchi once considered using white prisoners as their power. But it quickly dispelled this idea. There were too many uncertainties in doing so. Shenwei Fortress was crucial to this battle. He did not dare to take risks. He had to send all the prisoners to Leizhou on the eve of the outbreak of the battle and handed over to Zhengjiang's fleet to manage.

It was dawn again.

Outside the city, the black and white men attacked.

The violent teeth were awakened from the dream by the sharp whistle of the guards. He grabbed the rifle next to him, and trotted up the city wall with the most vicious curse of the damn white man.

The blood of fighting flows in the bones of the pig man, not to mention that according to the previous division, the dragon clan defenders in the city were divided into three shifts to serve on duty alternately. Although Baochi was the commander of the legion, he himself did not have the idea of ​​being a noble or commander. Now all the dragon clans in the Shenwei Fortress are warriors, and no one is exceptional.

After several consecutive days of fierce battles, the Dragon Clan defenders lost more than 4,000 people.

Kalis was the first high-level noble to discover the research results of Father Perias and invest heavily in the 44th of Migaard Pharmacy to start large-scale research and development and use. In addition to the close cooperative relationship with the Holy See, Kalis has always had generous treatment beyond other nobles and even the king in many aspects.

He mastered the large-scale mass-produced and improved version formula of Migal Pharmacy No. 44.

In short, it is a low-end version of the same drug. Of course, there is no difference in effect. After taking it, you will not feel the pain caused by physical injuries, and at most reduce the fear of death. However, the effective time of this drug is reduced by half, and the sequelae is even more serious. It takes at least ten hours of rest to be relieved.

The biggest advantage of low-end version of the agent is that it is simple to prepare and the material cost is cheap.

If it weren't for the crisis, Kalis would not be willing to use this potion. The army was the basis for the entire family to continue, especially those veterans and officers who had followed him for many years. In Kalis's view, they were the most valuable wealth worth more than gold and silver.

Everything can be abandoned in the face of death threats.

The reason why 100,000 people died in just a few days was because of this modified version of Migail Potion No. 44. Kalis had sufficient raw materials to prepare millions of reduced potions in a short period of time. If it were not forbidden, he would not let his subordinates die in vain.

As of now, they did not die in vain. The giants in the city also suffered heavy casualties, but the specific number has never been determined.

Kalis was determined to take the initiative and concentrate his efforts to launch a large-scale attack.

Twenty thousand Rhine soldiers who had taken the potion trotted across the canyon. They stepped on their companions' bodies under their feet, which had no effect on them. The No. 44 of Migaard potion acts directly on the brain. In the face of madness and persistence, the death threat seen by the naked eye cannot be transformed into deep thinking consciousness.

Zhuo Teeth grabbed a grenade from the ammunition box beside him, triggered and threw it out and shouted angrily: "Grenade!"

The commands during combat don’t need to be too cumbersome, it’s best to be simple and simple.

Hundreds of Dragon Clan soldiers made the same bomb drop actions as him. Almost at the same time, countless black grenades appeared in the sky, accurately falling into the crowd that had rushed to the bottom of the city wall, releasing a violent explosion of power.

The shrapnel was everywhere, the flames overlapped with the air waves, and the grenades weighing several kilograms were powerful, exploding people near the landing point. What was strange was that they did not scream, and they just shook for a moment, then adjusted their pace and rushed up along the slope made of sandbags and corpses at the bottom of the city wall.

The more injured white people did not give up. Although they were injured by the bomb, they silently grabbed any ground attachment with both hands and continued to crawl. Behind them, long blood marks were drawn, and even intestines flowing out from their abdomen.

This is the reason why Kalis did not equip the special forces with Migail potion No. 44. He invested a lot of supplies and money in those elites, and it was impossible to consume it casually like ordinary soldiers. But Kalis never expected that the northern giants actually set up a trap in the city and killed all the infiltrators without leaving any one.

"They are coming up and shoot!" The violent tooth roared again, raised his gun and aimed at a white man diagonally below, and pulled the trigger hard.

He was very confident in his shooting skills, and the facts also proved that this shot did not fall off the target, and it hit the opponent's left shoulder without bias. The large-caliber bullet caused fatal damage to the target, and his entire upper left half of his body was blown to pieces. His arm that lost its connection fell to the ground, with several broken ribs exposed on his chest, and even pink alveoli exposed to the air could be seen.

Despite this, he was shot to the ground and twisted his neck, and after a few seconds he stood up again, shaking his body and continuing to climb up the slope.

"Damn it, these damn monsters!" Qiantiao cursed in a mess, pulled the gun chamber with skillful movements, filled the ammunition, and continued to aim at the next target.

After a few days, he saw a lot of similar situations, and he had long been used to it. These fatal white men were not going to die, but they were not yet dead. As the commander of the legion, Blazing Teeth had received high-level military training. He knew that the white men had a terrible potion and could not feel pain after taking it. This state could last for a long time.

In his vision, a white officer caught up from behind. He pressed the back of the soldier whose left shoulder was blown away, waved his hand at the neck, and cut off the head of this fearless guy directly from behind.

"...Damn madman..." Qiantou looked silently. He moved his gun to aim at the white officer, but found that the other party had finished all this and lay on the pile of corpses. With the help of the undulating terrain, he slowly moved backwards, and could not include it in the scope from beginning to end.

Many soldiers died here. The slope leading to the top of the city wall has become higher and higher and longer. Now it is about ten meters away from the highest point of the city wall, and the slope itself is about twenty-five degrees. If you continue at this speed, it will only take two days at most. With the continuous sandbags transported from behind by the white engineers and the large number of dead bodies, you can quickly reach the top of the city.

Of course, the storm knew what the white officer was doing. It was to fill the pit, because the soldier who was shot by himself was on the verge of death, and even if he continued to move forward, it would not be possible to play any role. Instead of wasting it, it would be better to kill him directly when he reached the right position. After all, there are many pits on the ramp, which require sandbags and dead people to fill, and only in this way can the successors be paved.

The red flags roared at the top of the tower in the distance, and the cannons set up in the city began to show their power. Fifty rapid fires, and large pieces of flames and smoke rose up in the dense team of attackers outside the city. Countless people died in the explosion. Whether seriously injured or slightly injured people kept walking out of the flames, they would not even stop and slap the burning open flames on their bodies, like a group of zombies with their brains under control, rushing forward in numbness.

"Continue shooting and block the army behind them." Fengchi scolded while giving orders. He had never heard of the gun in his hand. There were targets everywhere outside the city, and there was almost no need to aim. Continuous shooting caused the barrel to become hot. He was furious and could only turn the rifle and hand it to the adjutant, and take a new gun from the other party.

This kind of high-intensity battle can't even bear the weapons, let alone humans.

The white men set up a long ladder and began to climb up. They set up the ladder cleverly, and the ladder head did not cross the top of the wall. The dragon soldiers stationed in the fortress could only lean out and shoot down. The white musketeers surrounded by the bottom of the city wall seized the opportunity to fire guns directly above... At the beginning of the battle, this style of fighting caused great casualties to the defenders. With the throwing of grenades, this situation also changed.

Taking advantage of the terrain and weapons, the battle result was self-evident. One morning passed, and all the 20,000 infantrymen in the Rhine Kingdom who attacked were killed. Their bodies were mixed with sandbags transported by engineers during the battle, increasing the height of the top of the slope by three meters.

Zhuoxia slumped on the ground against the protective wall. He unscrewed the kettle hanging from his waist, unscrewed the lid and sent the bottle to his mouth. His arms were trembling, and even this basic movement was difficult to maintain. Zhuoxia had to use his other hand to fix the kettle. After finally putting the bottle into his mouth, he finally drank water.

His dry throat was soaked, and he felt that he had recovered some strength.

"Damn white devils... bastard! Devil! Evil witchcraft!" He released himself in cursing. The concepts of potions are difficult to understand, but "witchcraft" is different. The tyrant is used to confusing the two. In any case, he seems to be no difference.

"Let the people below come up and rotate, hurry up and eat and rest, those lunatics will come soon." With the help of the adjutant, his exhausted teeth stood up from the ground shakingly. He did not forget to issue orders to stabilize the defense line.

A new group of replacements appeared on the city wall, they had been resting all morning and were now full of energy.

Forces were not the focus of the concern of the ruthless person. He and his adjutant walked to the inner city, looking at the long human dragons gathered in the logistics service area not far away waiting for lunch, ruthless person lowered his voice and asked, "How much ammunition is left in the warehouse?"

"According to the current intensity of the battle, it can last for another week." The adjutant's answer was very subtle and accurate enough. He was Tianhao personally selected the person equipped with the storm around the storm. The reason is very simple: storm is not so sensitive to numbers, and it is difficult for him to understand combinatorial mathematical problems such as "100 subtract fifty equals fifty, and then add 50 equals one hundred", and only a more intuitive concept is needed.

The adjutant immediately said: "I have sent someone to Leizhou to urge the increase in the speed and quantity of supply transportation. But I estimate that the supply situation will not change in a short period of time. Our manpower and transportation capacity have reached the limit."

The violent teeth nodded slowly and fell into thinking in silence.

In terms of time, His Highness Regent's request is basically moderate. In fact, since the battle has been underway, the key to winning is when the main force in the north will move south. As long as you firmly defend the Shenwei Fortress, nothing will be a problem.

"Distribute rations according to the highest standards and let the young men eat better." Zhuochi made the decision.

...

Kalis made the same decision - starting today, distributing the highest standards of wartime rations.

An hour ago, a messenger from the north disrupted the Duke's offensive plan. He brought a handwritten letter from Bishop Somson, which was simple but terrifying.

The Northern Giants launched a full-scale attack.

The Marquis of Savedin led the Kingdom of the Lord to surrender to the giants. The two armies merged and captured the Dragon Pass, surrounding up to millions of kingdom coalition forces that had no time to retreat.

Looking at the letter paper in his hand, Duke Kalis's eyes widened and almost protruded out of his socket.

There is even worse news: because the incident happened suddenly, Bishop Somson had no time to organize defense, and fled in panic and was forced to abandon the large amount of supplies stored in the Loongguan warehouse. Afterwards, according to the people below, the remaining troops of various countries, the regular combat troops of the Holy See's army, together with auxiliary personnel, fled south to more than one million, but he hurriedly brought out food and fodder that could only last four days and less than half a base of ammunition.

In the letter, Bishop Somsen urged Caris in an anxious tone to make the tunnel as soon as possible and conquer the Shenwei Fortress at all costs.

The Duke felt that it was dark all of a sudden.

This is the worst and most desperate news since the war began.

Millions of people are only enough to eat four days of food, and even an ammunition that is not enough to maintain normal intensity... Are the guys stationed in Loong Pass idiots? Why didn't they even notice a little sign? Even if the traitors in the Lord's Kingdom have some abnormal movements, there must be some signs. Take a step back, even if the incident happens suddenly, as long as the morale of the army is stabilized as soon as possible, with the huge number of the Kingdom coalition forces, they can organize defenses, and at least some of the warehouses and materials can be saved.

They did nothing and ran away like a group of bereaved dogs.

I'm going to know what's the use of asking for people?

Can millions of defeated soldiers defeat the Divine Power Fortress in front of them by their numerical advantage? Can they kill the fierce and strong giant like an ants?

Kalis's face turned pale. He was furious and tore the letter paper in his hand into pieces, smashing it to the ground with indescribable anger.

He took a deep breath, raised his slightly stiff arm, summoned the adjutant who was standing not far away, and issued an order in the smoothest tone possible: "Let the Second Attack Group prepare and launch an attack in half an hour."

The adjutant nodded: "Okay."

"And." The Duke called out to the adjutant who was about to turn and leave: "Immediately organize the third, fourth and fifth attack groups. No matter what the price is paid, the ramp must be laid on the highest point of the city wall before sunset today."

The duke's tone was cold and firm, and the adjutant was shuddered when he heard it. He did not ask why, but bowed and turned around and left.

Many people are destined to die today.

But the adjutant couldn't figure out why the specific reason was.
Chapter completed!