My British Empire

  Chapter 86 Siege

  Seeing that the French army kept shooting and killing their own soldiers who threw stones, Earl Wellington felt that this was not an option. If the French army continued like this, the city gate would soon be breached, and his task of defending for five days would fail.

   "You, and the rest of you, throw that big rock down!"

  The count looked at the blood-stained boulder on the city wall, called a few soldiers with frightened faces, and commanded.

  When the other soldiers saw Earl Wellington's command, they also thought of something, and quickly partnered with several people to move the stones thrown by the French trebuchet.

  Three people struggled to lift the boulder, blushed and screamed, and slowly walked to the edge of the city wall. A soldier looked at the wooden shield under the city wall, as if he was aiming.

   Immediately, the three of them joined forces and threw them down together. The whole boulder weighed hundreds of pounds and fell onto the huge wooden shield from a height of thirty feet.

   After a loud noise, the entire shield was scattered in two, and the boulder directly crushed the French archers and crossbowmen hiding under the shield with the impact.

  Human brains, red blood, various severed limbs, longbows and crossbows, mixed into a disgusting picture of war.

  The British army on the city wall suddenly rejoiced, so the boulder sent up by the French was sent back by the English.

  In less than a while, almost all the French troops protecting the crash car were wiped out, and then it was the turn of the crash car.

   Seeing that his side was in danger of colliding with the car, Major Dio hurriedly sent someone to support it. This is a siege equipment brought from France, which is rare in the British Isles.

  However, how could Earl Wellington give him a chance.

  I saw dozens of soldiers carrying small wine barrels one by one, lifted the lids of the barrels, and dozens of wooden barrels fell towards the crashing car together.

Dozens of streams of white liquid passed through the air, reflecting the different colors of the sun, and fell from a height of thirty feet onto the huge crash vehicle, drenching the wooden siege weapon and the tragic death of the French army. .

  Earl Wellington threw a torch down, and the soldiers behind him followed suit. Dozens of torches ignited the crash vehicle and the corpses of the French army.

  In an instant, the flame suddenly grew larger, and the earl smelled the smell of burning spirits. After a while, a smell of cooked meat also entered the earl's nose.

  The French army, who had just walked not far, hesitated for a while, looked at the burnt city gate ahead, and then slowly retreated.

  Dio glanced at the burning crash car and couldn't help sighing. He knew that he could only rely on human life to pay for it now.

   In the next few days, under the command of Dio, Swiss mercenaries and Scottish highland warriors climbed and attacked Huntington City without regard to casualties, and trebuchets were fired continuously when there were enough stones.

  Five days later, the entire Huntington City Wall was bombarded by trebuchets, and after continuous shooting, seven trebuchets were damaged.

  Holding the binoculars, Major Dio carefully looked at Huntington City, which was full of potholes and holes, and felt an unspeakable sense of excitement in his heart.

  Here will be the place where he will become famous, and it will also be the place where he will become famous in Europa.

   "Your Excellency, Major! Our cavalry is here to report that we found reinforcements suspected to be from England two miles to the left (Fari unit, one mile is equivalent to 4 kilometers today)!"

  While the major was proud, a messenger suddenly came to report, interrupting his proud reverie.

   "Really! Are you sure they are from England? How many people are there?"

   "It is confirmed that they are from England. According to the observation of the cavalry, the number of them exceeds 10,000!"

  The messenger thought for a while, as if recalling the original words, and then said with a certain face.

   "#%\\#%%\\..." (The Great God of Harmony is calling) At this moment, Major Dio felt that the cooked duck was about to fly, and the feeling in his heart was extremely uncomfortable, so he couldn't help cursing.

   "Blow the trumpet and withdraw the troops! Then tell the soldiers to withdraw to the city of Prado."

  The Major, who was still angry, chose to retreat wisely. He knew that his troops had no spare capacity to deal with the English who came to help.

   Earl Wellington, who was trying his best to deal with the French attack, suddenly found that the strength of the siege was slowly subsiding, and a guess suddenly appeared in his heart.

  Used a long sword to kill a French soldier who seemed to be a Swiss mercenary in front of him. The Earl came to the wall and looked down at the slowly retreating French army.

   "Woo! Soldiers, our reinforcements are here! Your Excellency the Duke will not forget us!"

Seeing the French army retreating like ants in the distance, and the speed was quite fast, and there seemed to be a sense of panic, the count knew that reinforcements must be coming, and his troops also needed this good news to encourage them morale.

  The earl's voice woke up the English soldiers who were being repaired. The soldiers who were a little tired and out of breath heard the news and hurried to the city wall to watch the French and Scottish troops that were fading away.

   "Long live! Long live the Duke!" After a while, the soldiers gradually showed smiles on their tired faces, as if they had rehearsed, and shouted in unison.

   The cheering soldiers didn't have to wait long. In less than an hour, Duke Edward, dressed in bright red armor, arrived in front of Huntington City with some delayed reinforcements.

  The Earl of Wellington had already arrived at the city, sent people to clean up a messy battlefield, and waited for the arrival of Duke Edward.

   "Dear Mr. Earl! Your performance is really shocking. I will personally ask His Majesty Edward for your credit!"

  Duke Edward on the horse saw Earl Wellington welcoming him, and hurriedly got off his horse, looked at Earl Wellington's blood-stained clothes, and couldn't help sighing.

   "This is God's blessing! I also want to thank you for your timely support!"

  Earl Wellington still maintained his usual modesty in front of Duke Edward.

   "Okay! My warrior, let's go to the city together!"

   As he spoke, Duke Edward took Earl Wellington's hand and walked into Huntington City step by step.

   "Your Excellency, the Duke! We suffered close to 2,000 casualties in the defense of Huntington City, and now there are less than 1,000 soldiers left in the city!"

   After the welcome banquet, Duke Edward and Earl of Wellington began to discuss the results of the war.

   "A conservative estimate shows that the Scots died close to more than a thousand people, while the Swiss mercenaries lost nearly a thousand people and injured countless people!"

   "Because of the distance, our 1,000 musketeers were only shot and wounded by the English over a hundred people. However, there is not enough gunpowder!"

  In Pudola, a small town only about 20 miles away from Huntington, the deputy commander of the French army is reporting the battle damage to the commander of the joint army, His Excellency Dio.

   "Sure enough! The English are just as my father said, they are still so difficult to deal with. It seems that our army has no desire to fight!"

  The death rate of the troops in Huntington this time has accounted for more than two floors, and the army's bearing capacity has almost reached its limit. The general limit of the ancient army's ability to withstand casualties is about three layers.

   "You secretly arranged for people to go to Huntington, and said that the two sides had ceased fighting, and we will maintain this situation for now!"

   "Also, keep this matter from the Scots, don't let them know! Otherwise, you will be in trouble!"

  Major Dio thought about it, and he felt that he couldn't work for the Scots like this.

   "Yes! I will arrange it!" The deputy conductor responded.

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   Thank you, Daqin Dudu, who pulled me down, for your big reward.

  (end of this chapter)