The setting sun was like blood, and the walls of Blanc were full of scars. The raging flames between the inner and outer city walls had been put out urgently, and plumes of black smoke drifted into the sky. Both inside and outside the city, there were scars everywhere. The city walls were stained dark brown, formed by the dried blood left behind by the orcs during the siege. Over the past nine days, every corner of the city walls had been stained red with blood.
Many of the walls on the City Walls had been damaged, and there were traces of fire everywhere. Outside the City Walls, there were a few siege engines burning, and there were piles of corpses at the foot of the City Walls. There was a foul smell in the air, and there were many crows and vultures circling in the sky.
The soldiers on the city walls were all covered in blood and dirt. They did not even have the strength to wipe their faces, and their mental state had reached its limit. Almost all of them were injured, and their eyes were listless as they leaned on their longswords and shields as they lay in a corner. They watched the setting sun, and the last bright red light shone on them. It was like the final radiance of the setting sun before death.
Lanto walked over the city walls. After nine days of intense battle, and seeing the corpses being dragged down one by one, everyone was on the verge of collapse and numb. They were holding on by sheer force of will. If the king's reinforcements did not arrive by tomorrow, they might really collapse without a fight. He had said all that needed to be said, and encouraged all that needed to be encouraged. At this point, there was no point in saying anything more.
Lanto, as one of the defenders, had suffered heavy casualties, and the rebel army had suffered even more. They were under even more pressure than Lanto. After Lanto finished patrolling the city walls, he walked down the stairs and returned to the inner city. He saw the people of Blanc hiding between the sturdy castles, shivering in fear. Many of them were crying, and there were children curled up in the arms of their mothers. Under the dim light, there were mournful cries on both sides of the street.
For the past few days, the bodies that had been dragged down from the top of the city walls to be burned were their sons, husbands, and fathers. The war was a tragedy from the beginning to the end. There was no such thing as a righteous side. The merciful could not command an army. Lanto had no choice but to harden his heart and recruit these soldiers who were originally farmers, craftsmen, craftsmen, and slaves into donning chainmail armor, picking up longswords and shields, and pushing them up the city walls.
At this point, the rebel army outside the city had been attacking for nine days, each day more intense and hurried than the last. With such heavy losses, once the city was breached, the soldiers would definitely vent their anger. Burning, killing, and looting were unavoidable. If there was a sudden change, it could easily turn into a massacre. Even the commander of the army would not be able to stop it. Lanto, who had been on the battlefield for a long time, knew this very well. So, no matter what, he could not let the enemy break into the city.
But looking at the situation and the reaction of the rebel army, even if they were surrounded and cut off from the outside world, Lanto knew that King Will had already turned the situation around and was rushing here. As long as he could hold on, the rebel army outside the city would only be left with a dead end.
Lanto walked down and immediately saw a few generals surrounding him. "Sir, will the reinforcements really arrive tomorrow?"
Lanto turned his head to look at them. Every one of their eyes were bloodshot, filled with fear and anticipation. He nodded seriously. "Lion King Will will never abandon his subjects. Tomorrow, the reinforcements will definitely arrive."
Lanto took a deep breath and continued, "Tomorrow morning, the rebel army will form their strongest attack. They don't have much time left. They must take down Blanc. Only then will they have the ability to fight against the king. When that time comes, it will be the most tragic war.
In a tent set up outside the city, a few armored orc generals were arguing endlessly. A young werewolf stood in front of a middle-aged pigman and nagged, "I told you not to care about Blanc. If we had given up on Blanc and directly attacked Primonius, we would already be enjoying the cheers of victory in the royal city!"
Count Umos, the pigman, was no longer in the mood to flatter the brainless former king, Raymond Geddon Narando, who did things without a plan. He said directly, "Then we'll leave a solid nail in our rear. Once anything happens to us, this nail will block our retreat, jam our transport line, and kill us."
"Compared to Primonius, Blanc is more important. As long as we occupy this place, it is tantamount to opening up roads to other places. Resources from all over can be continuously transported here, and we will also be able to establish contact with the other tribes. At the very least, we can rely on it to divide half of the world with King Will."
Raymond Geddon said excitedly, "But I don't want half of the world. Engido is mine. I am the king of Engido, and I am also your king. I want the usurper, Will Eranbell, to die. I want to return all the shame he inflicted on me!"
Earl Umos patted Raymond Geddon on the shoulder. "Your Majesty, it will happen. But don't worry, victory will belong to us."
Raymond Geddon left, cursing. Earl Umos immediately showed a look of disdain. "This idiot!"
At that moment, an urgent battle report suddenly came from outside. It rushed directly in front of Earl Umos. "Earl, the Kingdom of Beira has been defeated on the western border. 100,000 troops have been defeated. Even the prince and tens of thousands of soldiers of the Kingdom of Beira are trapped in Landen Castle. They have now surrendered and been captured by the Lion King Will. The king of the Kingdom of Beira has signed a treaty with the Lion King Will, ceding the Red Stone Province in the east of the Kingdom of Beira."
Earl Umos' expression changed drastically. The treaty with the Kingdom of Beira was one of the most important things he could rely on to turn the tables. At the same time that he had rebelled, the Kingdom of Beira had also begun to invade the western part of the Kingdom of Engido. Even if the Lion King Will was good at fighting, he would not be able to withstand it.
"When did this happen?"
"It was three days ago."
Umos' face suddenly turned pale. Three days ago meant that the Lion King Will was now rushing here with his army. Some of the battle reports from the west had said that the Lion King Will had led five Paladins and a legion of 50,000 knights to fight against the 100,000 troops of the Kingdom of Beira. They had actually defeated the other side, which had already made him feel a little bad. However, the other side had lost so badly in such a short time. This was something that Earl Umos had not expected.
That was why Umos was so eager to take down Blanc. As long as he took down Blanc, the situation would be reversed in his favor. And now, Blanc was the only thing he could rely on. Only by taking down Blanc could he have the last chance to compete with Lion King Will.
Umos stood up and looked at the other nobles and tribal leaders in the tent. They were a coalition army, so the army was also formed from all sides. There were contradictions and conflicts between them, and from time to time, they would drag the team down. This made Umos feel that he had had enough of it in the past few days.
"You heard it. Three days ago, the Lion King Will defeated the Kingdom of Beira and forced the King of the Kingdom of Beira to sign such a humiliating treaty. He will never let us go. We have no way out. He will not sign any treaty with us. He will only hang us one by one on the city wall."
Umos pointed to the magnificent city wall of Blanc. "Tomorrow at dawn, either we take it or we die!"
Everyone's expression changed, and they roared crazily with Umos. "Take Blanc!"
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