The first wave of battle broke out very quickly, but Scherut's attack was severely hindered. After shooting an arrow at the southern section of the Seaside Cliff Fortress, they were soon exposed. They were besieged and had no choice but to retreat. At one point, the battle line retreated to the middle point between the main wall of Fathom Harbor and the Seaside Cliff Fortress. Delfien had to send in two more Coast Guards to join the battle before they could stabilize the situation.
On the southern section of the wall of the Seaside Cliff Fortress, the Knight Captain Sauk, who had just had a false alarm, also noticed that the attack of the undead was hindered. "It seems that the previous attack was discovered." He immediately realized this. The intention of these Coast Guards was obviously to take back the Seaside Cliff Fortress, but they obviously did not realize that there were so many enemies in the Seaside Cliff Fortress. Now, the enemy was still stubbornly resisting. It seemed that they were trying to buy time for their allies to set up their defenses.
Since when did the Coast Guards of Fathom Harbor have such a high fighting spirit and tactical literacy? He could not help but feel a little surprised. This did not mean that he knew much about these local garrison troops, which were not even considered as a second-rate army. It was just a general understanding. As the elite of the Empire and the vanguard of the White Legion, Sauk certainly had the right to look down on these local brothers. Today, the performance of the Coast Guards was clearly a little beyond his expectations.
After investing two squads of fresh troops into the battle, the situation on the battlefield suddenly tilted. Scherut and his comrades managed to push their way back to the bottom of the southern wall of the Fortress. They even climbed up the rocks and launched two assaults on the wall. Unfortunately, they were repelled by the liches and skeletons on the wall.
This was not unusual. As the terrain outside the Seaside Cliff Fortress was very narrow, only near the second half of the sandbar would it become open and flat again. However, Scherut and his colleagues firmly guarded the path of the Seaside Cliff Fortress. The undead's superior military strength could not be used at all. Although the Coast Guards were not worth mentioning in front of the White Legion, when faced with the same number of weak skeletons, they had an absolute advantage.
However, the liches quickly mobilized the skeleton archers from the rear and changed the situation of the battle once again. Rows of skeleton archers lined up in neat rows and shot down from the southern wall of Fort Seacliff. The dense Nether Steel Arrow Rain caused Scherut's team to suffer heavy losses. The other two teams suffered similar losses as well. The morale of the Coast Guards that had just been boosted immediately dropped to the freezing point. They retreated all the way to Fathom Port's main wall.
Seeing this scene, Baron Ludwig on the wall could not help but feel a little embarrassed. Although he was not the military chief of Fathom Harbor, the Coast Guards were directly under the command of the mayor of Fathom Harbor. When he saw the Coast Guards fleeing from the battlefield, he could not help but want to overstep his authority and scold these guys. However, when the words were about to come out of his mouth, he remembered that he was the commander here. He could only swallow his curses with a gloomy face.
Delfien was much calmer than him. It was as if she had already expected this. She quietly looked at the scene below the wall and ordered, "Fire the arrows."
Her voice was not loud, but the herald faithfully passed down her order. The soldiers on the wall stepped back, and two rows of archers with longbows appeared at the back. Archers were rare in Wohnde. Most of them were professional soldiers or mercenaries. Crossbowmen were common in the general army, and there were more crossbowmen than archers. Archers would not be able to go to the battlefield without years of training. However, the Empire's harbor guards actually had a team of trained archers. Their strength was evident, and it made people sigh in admiration. In fact, when Marjory and Eugenie learned about the existence of such a team of longbowmen, their faces were a little strange.
In Wohnde, almost all archers used magic bows. This was because the investment in training an archer was much more than the investment in making a magic bow. Archers who used magic bows were much more powerful than crossbowmen in terms of shooting range, accuracy, and density. They could also use enchanted arrows. When using enchanted arrows, the power of a longbow was much greater than that of a crossbow.
The archers drew their longbows under the command. The arrows on the bows shone with a faint golden light. They were wet, and it was obvious that they had just been watered with holy water. Rows of longbows were raised in the rain, and the arrows were accurately aimed at a certain shooting angle. This was one of the reasons why magic bows were much more powerful than heavy crossbows. They were waterproof. Normal bows and crossbows would lose a lot of power due to moisture, but magic items did not have this concern.
The herald looked at Delfien, who nodded coldly.
"Fire!"
"Fire!"
"Fire!" The command sounded. At that moment, the entire city wall lit up. It was as if a dark golden line was flashing at the same time. That was the cold light of an arrow leaving the bowstring. In the curtain of rain, there seemed to be a white line moving forward. With a sharp whoosh, it was as if a gust of wind was blowing in his face. A rain of arrows had already begun to fall on the sandbar.
Normally, arrows were not very effective against skeletons. This was because the arrows could easily pass through the holes in their bones. Even if they were lucky enough to hit the bones, they would only break one or two ribs. Only if they were lucky enough to break the tibia or neck would they be able to cause effective damage. However, in the darkness of the night, the probability of that happening was too low.
But this rain of arrows was different. When each arrow got close to a skeleton, it would emit a strong holy light. The skeletons that were hit were like melted butter. The arrows passed through their bodies, leaving a huge cavity. There were even golden flames burning where the broken bones were. Even in the rain and snow, the flames did not seem to be extinguished. Instead, they burned more and more fiercely, turning the skeletons into ashes.
In the darkness of the battlefield, it was as if a golden sea of fire had risen. The sea of skeletons under the main city wall of Fatan Port was burned without any warning.
"Get ready for the second round of shooting," Delfien ordered. At the same time, she shouted, "Marjory."
"Yes!"
"Get ready to attack. I want you to lead three teams of White Lion Guards to drive the undead army back to the southern part of the Fortress of Seacliff and attack the fortress!"
"Yes!" Marjory replied without hesitation.
At this time, the archers had completed the second round of shooting. On the battlefield, a trained crossbowman needed twelve seconds to reload, but a well-trained archer only needed one-third of that time. Another rain of golden arrows fell on the skeletons' heads. The few teams of skeletons under the city wall immediately became sparse.
However, they did not collapse. The most troublesome thing about the undead army was that they had no morale, especially the low-level undead. Although they lacked intelligence, they did not feel fear. Naturally, they would not retreat easily.
At this time, the city gate slowly rose. Marjory led the White Lion Guards and charged out.
"Archers, change to enchanted arrows. Get ready for the third round of shooting. I want you to cover the rear of the undead army and cover Marjory's attack," Delfien calmly ordered.
"Miss Delfien, why do you want to change to arrows?" Earl Alcorn was anxious. "The attack effect of Holy Arrows is very good. There are still a few bullets left. Arrows have no effect on the skeletons!"
Delfien glanced at him and replied in an unfriendly tone, "Am I the commander or are you the commander? Follow my orders. Light the torches —"
The moment the main city wall of Fattan Port lit up, Sauk knew that today's sneak attack had come to an end. He saw torches and braziers being lit one after another on the city wall 500 meters away. Under the light of the torches, the walkway on the city wall was full of soldiers. The archers of the Coast Guards stood neatly in two rows.
When the archers shot the first two rounds of arrows, he frowned slightly and subconsciously looked around suspiciously. However, when the third round of arrows flashed in the rain, Sauk finally felt relieved. It seemed that the priests of the Holy Cathedral of Fire in the city did not gather immediately. The plan was well executed. The Holy Arrows from before should be ammunition. According to the intelligence, the Coast Guards should not have too many bullets left in their enchanted arrows. As for the Holy Arrows, there were even fewer. After all, there had never been any record of an undead attack in this area before.
However, the attack was inevitably repelled. Following the rain of arrows, he saw an unfamiliar army charging out of Fattan Port. The combat power of this new force was not weaker than the Coast Guards. In fact, it was much stronger. The equipment of the other party seemed to be between light and heavy infantry. However, their movements were very agile and their attacks were very explosive. A few skeleton squads could not withstand such an attack at all. They were quickly forced back to the sea cliff path.
This was obviously not an ordinary army. The term "White Lion Legion" immediately came to mind. Duke Ambunal had made thorough arrangements before attacking Fattan Port. Of course, intelligence work was indispensable. Therefore, Sauk was very clear about the details of Erouine's people stationed in Fattan Port.
Of course, even Duke Ambunal would not be clear about the difference between the White Lion Legion and the White Lion Guards in that small kingdom. He just hastily mixed the two together.
The sneak attack was discovered, and the attack was blocked. The battle that originally had the upper hand had unsurprisingly turned into a head-on confrontation. However, this was not beyond Sauk's expectations. In fact, being able to take down Fort Seacliff so easily was already beyond his expectations. It might even be beyond the expectations of the commander-in-chief of this battle, Duke Ambunal. The Coast Guards and Erouine's people could not rely on the low main walls of Fattan Port to defend. What they had to do was to break through the city gate in one go and then throw the undead into the street battle.
Of course, it would be best if there was no street battle.
He hoped that once the city wall fell, the enemy who had lost all hope would disarm and surrender. However, judging from the intensity of the resistance at the moment, it seemed that this wish would come to nothing.
Sauk naturally attributed this to the fact that the eldest prince was in the city.
However, he was not very worried because the undead were cannon fodder. Even if they were all killed here, no one would feel the slightest bit of heartache. Using the undead to deplete the blood of Erouine's people and the Coast Guards in street battle was obviously a good deal. As for the White Legion, Sauk was very clear that they only had one enemy. He suddenly turned his head. The valley behind him was dark, but he knew that tens of thousands of undead were clustered there. Further away, there was the hilly area around the Golden Needle Valley.
He did not know if Erouine and the others were in position.
He frowned silently.
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Ovechin Port, Fort Kongwei.
With a creak, the door of the room was pushed open by an attendant. "My lord, Sir Erouine and his Griffin Brigade have arrived at the designated area. Sir Bernd and his Silver Winged Knight Regiment also sent a magic message three minutes ago, saying that they are ready —"
Duke Ambunal retracted his gaze from the stone window. "What about the Buga fleet?"
"There is no movement yet."
"How is the battle at Fatan Port?"
"The observation at the frontline shows that the sneak attack was very successful. The undead vanguard took down Fort Seacliff in one fell swoop. However, the enemy's resistance is very fierce. The battle line is in a deadlock under Fatan City."
Duke Ambunal frowned slightly. "Without Fort Seacliff, the Erouine's people won't be able to hold on for long. I will let the Madara people work harder. You may leave. Inform Erouine and Bernd to be ready to attack at any time."
Count Brill looked at the door that was closed again. He turned around and asked, "Old friend?"
"Don't worry, old friend. It's not a big problem." Duke Ambunal glanced at the bone staff that was floating in the air. "I have already sent people to investigate. A few hours ago, we lost contact with Marolie and his men in the Golden Needle Forest. A fake bone staff also went missing together with them. I think the rats must have sneaked in."
"It's fine?" The former frowned slightly and asked uneasily. "The situation at the frontline is fine.
The situation at the frontline is great. The Bugas would never dream of our plan. We can't blame them. I'm afraid no one in this world would think that Her Majesty has formed an alliance with Madara. "Duke Ambunal was in a good mood." Madara's attack is more successful than expected. Without Fort Seacliff, the Erouine's people in the port will not be able to save their lives. That poor count, he is being used by the Bugas without knowing it. But the Empire will not pity him. "
He walked to the side of the count's desk and picked up the flint and iron on the desk to light his pipe. He then took a puff from the pipe, squinted his eyes and sighed deeply.
"The rats that sneaked into Ovechin must be the scouts of the northern barbarians. Don't worry, someone will take care of them."
"This is not like you, old friend. You boast before the war is over." Count Brill seemed to be affected by the mood and laughed. "Where is our cautious White Duke?"
"This war has already ended, Brill." Duke Ambunal shook his head. "The Bugas can't declare war on two empires at the same time."
"That being said," Count Brill reminded, "Don't forget that the Bugas have a fleet here —"
"Yes," Duke Ambunal replied without hesitation. "So we are waiting for their fleet."
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