When the chief political commissar of the Ashes Corps, Harlan Sanders, led the fresh forces of the two corps to the southern wall, the Skaven Ratmen had already been forced to retreat. Forgen personally led the Phoenix Guards to block the gap. These super soldiers, who had been transformed by the Lizardman Hatchery Pool, displayed their strength. No Skaven Ratmen could escape from them.
"Lev! Immediately take your men to the east wall to strengthen the defense! " Forgen's body was now covered with rain and the flesh of the Skaven Ratmen. He shouted at the chief political commissar of the Ashes Army, "Quick! Leave this to us! "
"Yes!" Harlan Sanders did not think too much. He immediately led the soldiers to the Golden Gate.
At this time, the situation at the Golden Gate was very bad. The battle situation was becoming more and more critical by the minute.
The originally fierce artillery fire was only left with scattered sparks. Countless Warriors of Chaos climbed up the tower and fought fiercely with the defenders. The human soldiers fought against the evil of Chaos with endless courage, but most of them ended up being turned into pieces of flesh under the swords and axes of these powerful enemies.
The Warriors of Chaos were ecstatic and roaring. Their voices were like the music of hell. The evil torrent of black heavy armor kept moving forward. The chaotic drumbeats sounded on the golden gate one after another. Every time it sounded, it meant that a section of the city wall had fallen.
Every order made the defenders more desperate.
"The first regiment of the Fifth Army is all dead!"
"Throw in all the reserves of the third regiment!"
"We need support!"
"The Sixth Army has no reserves!"
"We are out of bullets!"
"You still have swords!"
"For the Army Commander, for the Ashes Army!!!"
Wave after wave of defenders swarmed up and fought with the Warriors of Chaos who had rushed up the tower.
At 6: 30 in the morning, a large group of Army of Chaos climbed up the tower and threw the defenders down.
At 7: 15, the defenders fought back and the Army of Chaos was forced to withdraw from the tower.
At 8: 35, the Army of Chaos came back. They attacked the Golden Gate and tried to open it.
At 8: 50, the Phoenix Guard General Pedro gathered all the reserves, including hundreds of musketeers who had run out of bullets. They used a wave of desperate attacks to recapture the Golden Gate!
By the time Harlan Sanders arrived with fresh troops, the situation was already extremely bad.
"How much longer can we hold on?" the chief political commissar shouted at Pedro.
"Half an hour at most!" Pedro was covered in blood. "Halan, take your men and block them!"
"How long do you need us to hold on?"
"Hold on for as long as you can!"
"Good! Soldiers, for the Generalissimo, for Constantinople! "
The battle cries for Essun, for Charlemagne, for the lady, for Mirmedia, and for Fulgen spread throughout the city. The newly arrived troops advanced in neat formations, trying to drive the enemy off the city wall.
However, there were too many Terminators. According to Harlan Sanders's estimation, the enemy had invested at least 45000 people to attack the Golden Gates! And there were less than 10000 defenders!
As the Chosen Warriors of Chaos and the Shadow Warriors of the Dark Elves entered the battle, Harlan Sanders's two legions began to be unable to hold on. Almost no defenders could match these powerful Chosen Warriors or the superb warriors who had spent hundreds of years honing their war skills. They were killed in droves, and broken limbs were scattered all over the narrow city wall.
A Dark Elf Kane Assassin, Morris Scimitar, climbed up the city wall. He skillfully danced in the sword, shield, and halberd formation of the human defenders. The standard equipment forged in the workshops and blacksmiths were torn apart like twigs.
Harlan Sanders clenched the long sword and gun in both hands. He gasped for breath and observed everything.
The front line was getting thinner and thinner.
The enemy was getting closer and closer. Sanders saw the Chosen Warriors of Chaos pulling the poor mortals out of the shield wall and tearing them in half with their bare hands. He saw the Dark Elves' ballista blast the defenders into the sky. He saw the Kane Assassin dancing in the halberd formation. Every movement cut the throat of a soldier.
He and the last of his troops were surrounded.
The soldiers were fleeing. Harlan Sanders tried to stop them, but he soon found that it was wishful thinking. Most of these soldiers were conscripts and militia. They had done well to hold on for more than a day before they began to collapse. Sanders could not harden his heart to reprimand them. He just silently reloaded his gun.
Memories kept flashing in his mind.
Lev Davidovich, the former chief minister of Kislöw Palace, was born in a wealthy Poillé noble family in Kislów Castle. He entered the Church of Essun when he was young. Although his grades were excellent, Lev had always scoffed at things like gods.
There was never a savior, nor was there a god. If we want to revive the decadent and defeated Kingdom of Ice, we can only rely on ourselves!
Because of this, the noble's son made various strange arguments more than once and was exiled. However, in the end, the Red Tsar Boris agreed with his views and hired him as the chief minister of the Tsar Palace. Lev got a chance to show his talent. He and the Red Tsar Boris rebuilt the Kislöw army together and abolished the outdated "centurion", "chiliarch" and "captain-general" system. They replaced it with the military rank system of the Empire and rebuilt the national army organization and equipped it with advanced equipment. That was the peak of his personal reputation.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. The Red Tsar Boris died in the Troll Kingdom at the end of the Great Purge Campaign. The new female Tsar Katarina denied and stagnated most of her father's reforms. Lev knew why. The Ice Witch Sisters and the traditional Poillé nobles began to counterattack.
Fortunately, Katarina still cared about him at the beginning, so he was only banished temporarily. When he arrived at Satusa, he relied on the help of a group of pirates and worked as their military advisor to survive. Leo's grief was greater than his heart's despair, and he wanted to muddle along like this until he grew old.
Until the arrival of the Knight King Laing, until he came to the New World, until he was recognized by Army Commander Fogen, this old man finally won the chance to show his talent again. These years were the happiest years of his life. He did not care about being Fogen's tool, nor did he care about being used by Fogen to guide the conservative and backward soldiers. He just wanted to realize his wish by serving Fogen.
He had a dream.
He dreamed that one day, human beings would be able to abandon the differences and contradictions of the past and walk towards prosperity together.
He dreamed that one day, the sons of the Poillé nobles would be able to receive an equal education with the sons of the lowly serfs.
He dreamed that one day, the human beings of the whole world would be able to unite and say no to the noble nobles and bureaucrats who were born noble.
He dreamed that one day, the flowers of freedom, democracy, justice, and justice would be able to bloom on the mountains!
However, today, the Chief Political Commissar, who changed his name to Harlan Sanders, knew very well that his dream might not be realized.
He was too old and too tired.
He saw the Empire's General Weidenfeller die in battle. The veteran general from the Rick Territory had his arm cut off by a God's Chosen of Chaos. He stepped on the ground and was stabbed in the chest by a Chaos Warrior who raised a giant sword with both hands. After trembling twice, Weidenfeller stopped moving.
He saw his close comrade, Marshal Yegorov, get his head pierced by the fragments of his armor from the explosion. His blood spurted out like a fountain. His old comrade of decades was beheaded just like that. He died with his eyes wide open.
He saw the generals who had followed him to Luscia being killed one by one.
Until the God's Chosen of Chaos charged in front of him and chopped his long sword in half with an axe. Harlan Sanders fired his last shot at the God's Chosen of Chaos. The shot hit the God's Chosen of Chaos' helmet and left a white mark.
Army Commander, I'll leave my dream to you.
That morning, the Chief Political Commissar of the Ashes Corps and the former chief minister of Kislöw died at the Golden Door.
When Fulgen led the Phoenix Guards and rushed over again, the Golden Door had already been lost. All the defenders were either dead or injured. In the battle to defend the Golden Door, the Ashes Corps had lost more than 8,000 people.
In order to break through the Golden Door, the Terminator army had sacrificed as many as 12000 people.
Now, Vashner personally rode his black dragon mount, Midnight Shadow, to attack. He waved the giant sword in his hand and signaled for the God's Chosen of Chaos and the Dark Elves' Perverted Raiders to come forward.
However, the Golden Door's gate was very sturdy. A large number of siege weapons could not break through the gate. Even though the gate had severely collapsed, the last few defenders resolutely cut off the ropes, causing the gate to be completely sealed.
This immediately made the Terminator Uncle Tile feel very embarrassed. He ordered the black dragon under him to attack. Under the support of the Chaotic Force, the black dragon's entire body flashed with black light. With a fierce swing of its tail, the sturdy city gate was finally blasted open. A door collapsed with a loud crash.
The armies continued to attack until Fulgen arrived with the Phoenix Guards.
Vashner knew how strong Fulgen was. The cunning Dark Elf warlord immediately let the black dragon take to the sky. The first group of God's Chosen of Chaos and Perverted Raiders were instantly slaughtered by Fulgen, who was furious after learning about the deaths of Sanders, Weidenfeller, and Egorov. The king's son geno prototype swore that he would make the besieging army pay for this.
The Phoenix Guards and the Ashes Corps' first counterattack was quickly met with resistance. A few armies of cold lizard Dreadknights and five storm rats advanced together. The deadly dimension stone flame and charge caused the First Army, which was personally led by Fulgen, to suffer a lot of casualties.
The ones who came out to meet the storm rats and a large group of cold lizard Dreadknights were still Julius' Jaeger Cavalry Corps. The two sides fought fiercely at the gate so that Fulgen's First Army could cover most of the injured and retreat. The brother-in-law and Fulgen exchanged glances. Then, as soldiers on the front line, they charged into the cold lizard Dreadknights and killed a few Dark Elves under the cold lizards.
"It's going to die!" The Hunting Cavalrymen swept past like a raging storm, leaving corpses all over the place.
His courage was commendable. Bathing in the divine light of the fairies in the lake, Julius brandished the Undying Sword and won the respect of the dark elves and Chaos warriors through a mad charge. They acknowledged that Julius was a respectable warrior, and many dark elves even had the thought of capturing him alive.
After that, Fulgen returned to the battlefield after escorting the injured. The two of them worked together to take back the golden door again.
Vashner was furious. He ordered the whole army to press forward. The dense Chaos army and Dark Elf army pressed forward. Even a few war hydras were released, but they were still repelled by Fulgen and his Phoenix Guards.
However, at this time, Fulgen received the most fatal news.
The southern wall had fallen. The commander in charge of guarding the southern wall, the founder of the Kislöw Cheka, Felix the Steel, was personally commanding the defense and reorganizing the army to reinforce and counterattack. However, he was hit by a dimensional stone bullet from the Skaven Ratmen. Felix, who was fatally injured, ordered the Cheka to tie him to the back of a horse with a rope to keep him motionless and boost the morale of the army.
“It'sagooddaytodie！” Felix the Steel covered his bleeding wound and said coldly and mercilessly, "If I can't return to my hometown, then let me be buried here. This is the fate of a warrior."
"Yes!" The Cheka put him back on the horse with tears in their eyes and tied him up with a rope.
Before he could do so, a Dimensional Stone Lightning Cannon blew Felix and a few Qikas into pieces. The tough man died on the battlefield without leaving any last words.
The remaining defenders of the southern wall were still resisting tenaciously. Obviously, both sides had suffered heavy losses. However, Lord Skook immediately ordered the whole army to press forward. Under the collective attack of the Skaven War Monsters, Skaven Artillery, Skaven Storm Rats, Clan Rats, and Plague Monks, the southern wall finally fell.
The attack of the Skaven Ratmen seemed unstoppable. Even though it was extremely painful, Fulgen could only order a retreat to the fortress and defensive line in the city to prepare for a street battle.
How to retreat was an extremely profound military skill. Even a strong army like the Ashes Corps was at a loss when faced with the military pressure of losing the western gate and southern wall at the same time. The soldiers were in chaos, and the front line seemed to be on the verge of collapse. Fulgen had no choice but to focus all his energy on reorganizing the army!
At this time, even worse news came. Although the Golden Horn Bay's fortress was still standing, the undead pirates had already breached the northern wall!
All three lines of the city walls had fallen!
Constantinople was in chaos. It seemed that Fulgen and his Ashes Corps were going to fail!
At this time, the Beehive Master and Nurgle Vanguard Tyfons, who were closely watching the battle, once again asked his genetic father, Mortarion, to immediately lead the Death Shroud team and two Nurgle demon armies to join the battle!
Mortarion refused again. The Death Guard genetic prototype angrily spat out yellow-green gas. "I said, Tyfons has no right to order me! I will not join the battle! I understand my father and that guy Fulgen. If the other side has a backup plan, then who will deal with the new enemy?! I will fight at least six Terra Lunar space-travel distances away from the Eye of Fear. Who will guarantee my safety? "
Mortarion once again refused Tyfons' request to attack immediately. This made Tyfons so angry that his lungs were about to explode. The demon prince cursed his genetic father on the spot for being a purebred idiot and a retard. If it were not for the fact that he did not have many Nurgle demons under his command, he would have gone to the battlefield himself!
The besieging army once again missed the perfect opportunity to completely destroy the city's defense and trample the entire Constantinople under their feet because of Mortarion's refusal!
Under Fulgen's personal protection and amazing combat power, although more than half of the city's defenders had been killed or injured, they immediately joined the battle in the streets. Several lines of defense in the city played a role and declared the defeat of the Terminator army, the Skaven army, and Luther Haken's undead army!
At this critical moment, Master Jin, who was trapped in the bastion of Golden Horn Bay, personally led the Yenicheli army to attack! These Arabi elites, who were wearing full-body plate armor, red robes, capes, and hats, and white headscarves, were unstoppable. Especially the cavalry, they even broke through the left wing and back of the undead pirate army in one fell swoop. Even Luther Haken himself was injured by the supreme lord of fire element summoned by Master Jin and was almost killed instantly. The undead pirate king had no choice but to ask for reinforcements from Vashner.
The Terminator, Vashner, scolded the undead pirates for being useless and had no choice but to send most of the Cold Lizard Dreadknights and Perdition Plunderers to support Luther Haken. Only then did they manage to force the Yenicheli army back into the bastion of Golden Horn Bay.
Although Master Jin's plan did not go according to plan, this action bought time for the guards of Constantinople. The city's defense was re-established. Although more than half of the city's defenders had been killed or injured, the emergency plan that Fulgen had previously set for the city's walls had been executed perfectly. The defenders still had the strength to fight.
On the contrary, the number of soldiers that the besieging army could enter the city to fight was limited. They quickly realized that the army could not spread out in the city.
The tragic battle in the streets had begun. This was an extremely bloody war of attrition.
In the afternoon, the heavy downpour stopped and the sky began to clear. The sun was high in the sky, dispelling the haze.
A piercing and violent lizard roar came from the depths of the forest. This roar echoed around the entire Constantinople!
“？？？” The besieging army was instantly shocked by this roar. They subconsciously searched for the source of the roar.
The second roar pierced the eardrums of the Warriors of Chaos. The earth was trembling, the mountains were trembling, and an ancient power was exploding in the rainforest of Luscia!
The huge figure of the Tyrannosaurus rex, Quemoc, strolled out of the rainforest. On its back was the last guardian, Kouga!
The reinforcements of Sun City had arrived!
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