Volume 1: The Rise of Elanhill Chapter 0013: Enemy at the Gate
"Report!" A general in gray armor knocked on the thick door and shouted loudly outside the door.
"Spoil the fun!" Inside the room, Berman, the mayor of Ferry City, pulled his hand out from the quilt on the chest of an exquisite woman and ordered in a cold and unhappy voice, "Get in! Speak quickly!"
The woman didn't seem to be satisfied. She hung her arms around the king's neck and said tenderly, "Sir..."
"Hmph!" Berman, who had lost interest, stepped away the woman who was clinging to him. The many gold chains hanging on his body swayed, shining softly under the candlelight.
"Sir! Something terrible has happened... The 300 infantrymen led by General Lille, who are stationed on the border and guarding the west, have all been... completely wiped out..." The general did not dare to look up after entering the room. He lowered his head with his legs together and spoke in a sad voice.
"What?" Upon hearing that his general was defeated and so many soldiers were lost, Lord Berman suddenly sat up straight in his chair, the anger on his face was chilling.
"I deployed 500 soldiers on the border! They were all wiped out in just two days? Was it Maine's troops? Or Ceris's troops?" He slapped his big hand on the table, making a crisp sound. "Lil, this idiot! What does he do for a living?"
Yesterday he was still immersed in the joy of having captured tens of thousands of Maine civilians, but today he heard such shocking bad news.
He originally thought that it would take at least ten days for the two countries to decide the outcome. By that time, he would have settled the civilians who had been abducted and made mobilization preparations for the war.
Neither Ceris nor Mayne, who were badly injured, could retaliate against him immediately. A large-scale war would not break out until at least next year.
But in fact, he miscalculated everything: the war broke out the day before yesterday, and today his field troops were almost completely wiped out...
"According to the report from the soldiers who escaped back...yesterday afternoon, Seris's black-armored cavalry bypassed the scouts and suddenly appeared on General Lille's flank. General Lille was caught off guard and had to fight back hastily. He himself was killed in the chaos, and his troops were also wiped out..." The general reported the news he had just received very embarrassedly.
"Didn't they just fight Maine's main force? Ah? Are Maine's troops all fools? They were defeated without even killing a single Seris person? You tell me? Huh?" The furious Lord Berman swept away the water cup and various utensils in front of him and shouted loudly.
"Sir! According to intelligence, Seris' cavalry is not that large, only 300 people. I think they don't have the ability to mobilize more troops to attack us. Maybe, maybe they are just harassing us. As long as we withdraw our troops and retreat to the city for defense, there should be no danger..." The kneeling general swallowed his saliva, withdrew his gaze from the beautiful woman who was lying on the ground with her breasts half exposed, and began to advise.
Berman was silent. He was weighing the pros and cons - if he retreated his troops now, it would be tantamount to giving up all the civilians he had looted before.
As long as Seris's cavalry arrives, these civilians will quickly return to their original residences and will not stay in the ferry city at all.
All in vain? Berman felt a little unwilling to accept this. But he had no way to deal with Seris's cavalry, so he was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do.
"Assemble all the troops immediately and guard the ferry city! Find Lawrence for me!" Berman glanced at the general kneeling on the ground, waved his hand and vented his anger on the woman: "This bitch... I'll give it to you as a reward!"
After weighing the pros and cons, he felt that it would be safer to keep his base. If the population was gone, he could find another opportunity to fight for it next time, but if the city was lost, then he would have no hope of turning the tables. So he decided to gather his forces and wait for the enemy to arrive in the ferry city.
"Sir!" Hearing that she was thrown to a rude general, the beautiful woman sitting on the ground turned pale and screamed but dared not move.
"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!" The general kneeling on the ground hurriedly lowered his head and kowtowed with a lewd smile on his face.
Without even glancing at the woman who had already burst into tears, Mayor Berman opened his arms. Several maids nearby came forward and hung the prepared armor on his somewhat fat body.
Soon, Lawrence, wearing leather armor and with a strong build, walked into Berman's City Lord's Mansion. He had a long sword on his waist and looked majestic.
General Lawns is the commander of the Ferry City Fleet. He usually doesn't go ashore and is an absolute aquatic animal.
Seeing his men, Berman immediately opened his mouth and ordered: "Laurence! The cavalry from Seris City is coming! Get your men ready!"
"I've told you before that you're asking for trouble by capturing those civilians. You'll be punished by God for doing such an evil thing!" Lawrence snorted coldly, holding his sword and raising his chin.
"It's too late to say anything now! You do what you should do! I will do what I should do!" Berman was somewhat dissatisfied with the arrogance of his subordinates, and he poked his finger at the other's chest and scolded him.
Lawrence looked at Berman's finger poking at his chest, nodded expressionlessly, took a step back and turned away: "I will prepare the fleet to go to sea!"
"Sooner or later... I will kill you, you bastard!" Looking at Lawrence's receding back, Berman let out a breath and cursed.
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Chris wiped the sword in his hand and looked up at the majestic Ferry City. This is not a castle, but a real city with a port.
Beside him, war horses were snorting and eating grass. On the distant hillside, groups of refugees who had spontaneously organized themselves to return home were flowing along the road towards the western horizon.
Five days had passed since he set out, and in those few days, he had rescued countless civilians who had been dragged here from the eastern plains of Mayne, and annihilated at least 350 soldiers from the Ferry City.
The loss of 300 cavalrymen was not small, with 50 of them falling on the road. Because they did not carry heavy weapons, Chris led his troops to fight dozens of battles, big and small, with real swords and guns.
"Sir!" Riding a tall horse, Wagron's adjutant Corea pulled his reins beside Chris and reported loudly: "The artillery has arrived!"
"Very good! Take a break! We will start attacking Ferry City in the afternoon!" Chris knew that five days was a lot of time and he didn't have the patience to waste any more time. He had to end the battle immediately.
As for the fleet of Ferry City and that damned Lord Berman, he was no longer in the mood to care about them. Even if the other party escaped this time, he would settle the account with this Berman in the future!
Chris waited for a whole morning and finally his main force arrived. He personally supervised the artillery troops to set up positions under the city, and soon 20 artillery pieces were lined up outside the ferry city, ready to fire.
"Let them see what real war is!" Chris rode on his warhorse, out of the range of bows and arrows, staring at the walls of Ferry City in the distance.
As his orders were passed down, cannons in the distance emitted one dull roar after another.
"Boom!" "Boom!" It seemed as if the earth was shaking. One shell after another flew towards the distant target with the dull sound of thunder, and the devil's flowers bloomed on the walls of Ferry City.
The rubble spread with the shock wave of the explosion, the rolling smoke filled the air, the city walls were in a mess, and the earth was shaking with the sound of cannons.
Chris squinted his eyes and watched the slowly crumbling walls of Ferry City, feeling a little regretful that he didn't have a telescope to carefully watch this magnificent sight.
He did not order anyone to persuade them to surrender. He just prepared his own attack and waited for the Ferry City to open its gates to him.
No one can resist the roar of cannons. The fortifications of the cold weapon era will naturally collapse under the attack of modern technology. The enemy's collapse is only a matter of time, and there is no need for him to rush.
Just like the siege of Maine Castle, a huge white flag was soon raised on the walls of Ferry City. In the magical world, no soldier was willing to fight against the "magic army".
"It seems that the enemy's courage is just so-so." Chris pressed the long sword at his waist and gave a not-so-high evaluation. He squeezed his legs against the horse's belly and slowly moved forward with his troops.
The gate of Ferry City was opened from the inside, and the soldiers guarding the city knelt on both sides of the gate, not even having the courage to look up at Chris. Chris was too lazy to bother with these small soldiers and generals, and led his troops straight to the City Lord's Mansion of Ferry City.
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"Hoo, hoo!" Berman panted slightly and tore off the armor on his chest while running forward. His body was originally very bulky, and at this time he looked even more puffy.
Just now he was standing on the city wall, waiting for the Seris soldiers, who numbered only a few hundred, to attack the city. He prepared tens of thousands of bows and arrows, as well as rolling stones and logs, just waiting for Chris to lead his army to come and die.
But it was not quite what he expected, the opponent's attack was a bit special... The city wall exploded inexplicably, and after those strange hissing sounds, broken stones and iron pieces cut the bodies of everyone around them, as if they were as sharp as swords.
He saw with his own eyes a soldier's head being cut off by a piece of iron, and his ears were buzzing from the huge explosion. He could not hear the cries and shouts around him, which made him even more at a loss.
Until now he has not recovered his hearing. He stumbled all the way out from the city wall, and the guards around him had disappeared without a trace.
He now had only one thought: leave here, stay away from those terrible explosions, find a chance to make a comeback, and avenge today's arrow attack!
