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Chapter 144

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Dong! Dong! Dong!

Before the sun rose, everyone was awakened by the sound of the alarm on the city tower. A large number of soldiers reflexively equipped themselves and rushed to the top of the city wall as if they had rehearsed it countless times. They quickly took over the area they were in charge of.

This battle was different from the previous ones. Although the other side had yet to make a move, everyone could vaguely feel that the other side's aura had undergone a drastic change. Under the dim light of dawn, they could see that the other side was lined up in a neat formation. There was not the slightest hint of disorder, and they did not make a single sound.

It was this silence that was even more terrifying. In the silence, there was the determination to break the city regardless of the cost. The strong pressure made all the soldiers on the city wall gulp. Everyone felt that the final battle was coming. Everyone knew that this was likely to be the last battle. After this battle, either all the soldiers of the King's Army would die, or the enemy would be delayed until reinforcements arrived and be destroyed.

Even before the battle began, everyone's hands were trembling with excitement. Adrenaline surged through their bodies, causing their faces to turn red. Lanto ran to the top of the city wall. At this moment, he had changed out of the Holy Knight's robe that had been dyed to an unrecognizable color since the start of the battle, as well as his chainmail that had several holes in it. He had changed into a new set of clothes and appeared in front of everyone in high spirits.

For the past few days, it was Lanto who took the lead and fought on the frontlines. He was always at the forefront of every battle and turned the tide. Everyone couldn't help but feel reverence and respect for this legendary Holy Knight of God. This was especially so for the flashing Combat Aura that tore apart his enemies. It was as if they could feel the glory of God on this Holy Knight. As long as they followed behind him, they would be able to spread their faith all the way to the Kingdom of God.

At this moment, everyone in the enemy camp looked at the top of the city wall with bloodthirsty eyes. The final battle was about to begin.

Cluck cluck cluck!

Clank!

With the sound of the turning and hammering of the catapults, a large number of flaming red boulders immediately flew across the sky and landed on the city wall and the top of the city wall. The enemy began a new round of bombardment. Everyone had already familiarized themselves with the situation and began to look for cover. From the initial panic to the current calmness, many of the hotheads who had just entered the battlefield began to transform into veterans.

"Boom!"

Bang!

Violent collisions and explosions rang out incessantly. If it had been an ordinary castle, it would have long been breached after such a long period of bombardment. But Blanc was a fortress, a war fortress that had been designed by someone on a whim a hundred years ago. In this battle, its toughness was fully displayed. In this era of cold weapons, no matter how the enemy bombarded it, it remained as steady as a mountain.

During this period of time, the rebel army continued to dig up the nearby rocks. Every day, the catapults would bombard Blanc City, but they still did not achieve their intended effect. Instead, Lanto used the catapults in Blanc to attack the rebels, causing them to suffer heavy losses.

Sure enough, after the bombardment of the catapults, the sky turned bright. The enemy's entire army followed suit. This time, they did not hold back at all. Everyone pressed forward and charged towards Blanc at high speed. Like ants, they covered the vast expanse of flat land beneath Blanc and surged towards the top of the city.

"Fire! Fire! "

The archers on top of the city wall immediately began to move, waiting for the enemy to approach. Then, they started to shoot continuously. The arrows were like rain as they flew towards the enemy. From the side of the city wall, one could see a large number of soldiers falling to the ground. Even more soldiers at the front raised their shields and blocked the dense rain of arrows as they reached the bottom of the city wall.

At that moment, the archers on the rebel army's side also began to retaliate. They raised their longbows and lined up in formation. Under the protection of the shield-bearers, they fired at the top of the city wall. The arrows from both sides crisscrossed in the air, forming a dense grid of phantoms that covered the sky.

The sound of arrows slicing through the air could be heard. The soldiers held their shields and forcefully shouldered the rocks, logs, and boiling water that fell from the top of the city wall. Some climbed up ladders to the top of the city wall, but a large number of soldiers were so shaken that they could not hold their shields properly and fell off the top of the city wall.

The sounds of fighting filled the air. The orc soldiers let out ear-piercing roars and climbed up the city wall with bloodshot eyes. They charged forward without a care for anything else. One of the orc soldiers was stabbed in the chest by a soldier on the city wall. He gritted his bloody teeth and threw the orc soldier to the ground, holding him down so that the rebel army could reach the top of the city wall.

Everyone was excited. Their eyes were bloodshot, and they seemed to have lost all consciousness. All that was left was the thought of killing all their enemies. The sound of swords clashing could be heard everywhere, as well as the sound of swords stabbing into the bodies of their enemies.

The rebel soldiers carried flags and climbed up the city wall. They waved the flags and greatly boosted the morale of the rebel army. It was as if the city had already fallen and they had conquered the entire city.

Lanto stood in the center of the enemy's siege army, continuously killing the enemies that rushed up the city wall. At the same time, he also became the target of a large number of rebel soldiers. They kept surging towards him, and the loyal knights around him fell one after another. However, even more knights kept gathering around him, swearing to protect their master even if they had to die.

Corpses piled up at the corner of the city wall, forming a small mountain of corpses. Lanto's body was drenched in blood, and his face was also blood-red. Even his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a demon that had crawled out of hell. He held a sword in his right hand and used his combat energy to kill a werewolf bloodline knight. His other hand waved a black flag with a golden lion on it, piercing through the heart of a orc wielding a giant axe. The orc warrior, who was more than two meters tall, fell to the ground. The flag that represented the Lion King, Will, fluttered above the city wall, rustling in the wind.

"Howl!"

Lanto stood on top of the mountain of corpses and let out an earth-shattering howl. The muscles all over his body trembled, and the veins on his face and neck bulged. The howl of a wolf echoed in all directions. Immediately, all of the soldiers on the city wall seemed to be shocked by this scene. Their morale was boosted, and all of the soldiers' blood surged. They did everything they could to drive the enemy back. The situation was the same as many times before, and the defending side won.

At this time, the entire rebel army felt a little hopeless. Looking at the crisscrossed battle fortress, it felt like the gates of hell were constantly devouring their lives. They had failed here time and time again, and they would never be able to take this city.

"Boom!"

At this time, a huge explosion came from the side gate, and a huge cloud of smoke and dust filled the sky. When Lanto was preparing for war before the battle against the enemy, he had people block all the city gates with stones. All the gates were blocked with stones, leaving not a single gap, just to prevent others from breaking in.

However, Lanto did not expect that Earl Umos had obtained the wizard's alchemy explosives from the humans through special channels. The amount was not much, and Earl Umos had originally intended to use it as a backup measure. He felt that such inconspicuous things might not be of much use.

But in fact, the power of the alchemy explosives was far beyond Earl Umos' imagination. Not only did they blow up the city gate that had been temporarily blocked with stones, but they also blew up a small part of the city wall. This made Earl Umos, who was riding a tall horse in the army, very surprised.

When the smoke dissipated, they immediately saw the gate of Blanc open. The scene suddenly quieted down. For the rebel army, it was a pleasant surprise and disbelief after despair, but for the royal army guarding the city, it was simply hell.

Immediately, a large number of cheers accompanied the rebel army as they rushed towards the blown up gate. Lanto had already prepared a way to prevent the enemy from breaking through the gate. Immediately, a whole team of soldiers with shields and long spears blocked the way, preventing the rebel army from rushing into the city.

Under Lanto's furious roar, even more soldiers surged towards the blasted city gates, stubbornly preventing the enemy from breaking through the city gates. However, the city gates had already been destroyed, so it was only a matter of time before the enemy charged in. This caused Lanto to feel a deep sense of despair.

A large number of soldiers gathered at the small gap in the city gate. Long spears were raised, and shields were clashing. People kept falling, and people kept stepping over their dead bodies to face the enemy. This small city gate had become a meat grinder. Everyone was frantically fighting for this place. Everyone knew that the final moment was coming.

Shields were constantly clashing, spears were constantly stabbing into the bodies of the enemies in front of them. The enemy's long sword cut the throats of their comrades, and then the enemy's head was smashed by their own axes. Everyone had gone mad. They desperately rushed into this meat grinder, and then died inside. After that, it was the next person's turn. At this moment, everyone's lives were not lives, but just worthless straws. No one cared about their own lives anymore. All they could see was the gap in the city gate.

"Stop them. Those who retreat will die. Think about behind you. Behind you are your parents and family, your wives and children. If you retreat, they will all die!"

Lanto blocked the city gate like a madman. He raised his shield high and smashed two Houndmen who rushed towards him to the ground. Then, he killed them with a single slash of his sword. Lanto could no longer remember how many Orcs had died by his hand in the past few days. Was it a few hundred? Or was it a thousand?

Lanto's body was also full of wounds. There were several puncture wounds on his body, and his wounds from the previous explosion had also split open. An ordinary person with such injuries would have died a long time ago. However, Lanto still relied on the abilities of a Bloodline Knight and the strong vitality of a Holy Knight to hold on. However, at this moment, Lanto also felt that he was at the end of his tether.

"Perhaps, this will be the place of my death!"

Lanto vaguely sensed something. "Oh, God! I killed so many people? Can I still enter your kingdom? Am I fighting for God? Am I doing this for justice? "

The battle continued, but the Royal Army that was guarding the city was starting to run out of strength. Gradually, they were being worn down by the enemy's majestic army. In the next moment, the rebel army was about to rush into the city and vent their anger and desires on everyone in the city. Shouts echoed in the sky, but Lanto's ears seemed to be unable to hear anything at this moment. He only felt that the entire world seemed to have slowed down. Everything had become like a frozen portrait of a war epic.

"Woo woo!"

At this moment, a low and majestic horn sounded in the distance. Everyone raised their heads and saw the figure of a cavalryman carrying a large flag on a hillside more than ten miles away. It was a black and golden lion. It was an oddly familiar sight.

"Clang clang clang!"

Following that, a large number of cavalrymen appeared on the distant hillside in a row. From left to right, they formed a long line on the hillside that stretched as far as the eye could see. Behind them, a large number of cavalrymen appeared in the distance, leading the army that stretched as far as the eye could see. As the hillside rose and fell, they occupied a large area of the land under the sky.

The army made a gap, and a golden-haired knight wearing skirted armor and riding a white warhorse appeared at the forefront of the army. Several Holy Knights in armor and cloaks with the pattern of the sun stood guard beside her. The entire army followed behind this king and looked at the attacking and defending armies that were fighting.

Verthandi drew the Sword of the King from her waist and pointed it at the center of the battlefield. "Victory!"

Immediately, the army moved according to the command. The overwhelming cavalry rushed toward the battlefield, stirring up a cloud of dust. The sound of hooves thundered, and with a strong murderous aura, they swept toward the city, quickly devouring the rebel army that was attacking the city. This time, the rebel army completely lost the ability to resist and the will to fight. This was a true elite that had been through hundreds of battles. The local rebel army collapsed at the first touch. At this moment, Earl Umos, who was wearing armor and leading the army in battle, immediately turned as pale as a sheet of paper.

Looking at the spreading army of the king in the distance, with the golden-haired king at the forefront, Earl Umos' lips twitched. In the end, he could only spit out a few words, "It's over. It's all over!"

At this moment, the remnants of the royal army that were defending the city were so excited that they were about to cry. Lanto leaned against the wall and looked into the distance. At this moment, his body was so weak that he felt as if the wind could blow him down. However, his originally tense body became relaxed. Lanto looked at the figure of Verthandi in front of him, and a smile appeared on his face. Then, he raised his longsword high.

"Victory for our king!"

Everyone cheered with Lanto and shouted together, "Victory for our king!"

The soldiers raised everything they could. "Victory for our king!"

The soldiers on the city wall raised the flag that had fallen. The black flag with the golden lion fluttered, and the clouds changed. As the reinforcements approached step by step, Lanto could no longer hold on and fell to the ground.

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