one day one Night

The night sky was not as quiet as usual. Instead, it was replaced by fireballs and deafening battle cries.

The battle in Audis was still going on. After the Faustian army added two more divisions, the Shalorians defending the city were not as relaxed as before.

As soldiers, a total of four divisions from the two Faustian corps taught the Shalorians a good lesson. Their blood and lives were the price to pay.

"We can't hold the north gate any longer!"

"We need reinforcements!"

"Where are the magic cannons? Fire quickly! "

"Reserve team, go!"

"Rolling stones, rolling stones! Don't let the Faustians come up! "

"Ah! I've been hit by an arrow. "

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Audis was in a mess. The more bitter the battle, the more it reflected the actual combat ability of an army.

Obviously, the battle at night made the Shalorians, who were mostly new recruits, very uncomfortable.

Falcon's 4th Division had already stuck close to them and cooperated with 3rd Division to gain a foothold under Audis.

As for Lion's battle situation, it was even clearer. In addition to the assistance of long-range siege equipment, most casters had also been transferred to the battle there.

If it weren't for Felippe resisting with the army and civilians on the frontline and boosting the morale of the Shalorian soldiers, they would have lost the city gate.

The siege battle at night made the Shalorian residents in the city unable to sleep well. Everyone secretly prayed that the city gate would not be breached.

Betty was one of them. Her husband joined the city guard four days ago, which allowed their family of four to enjoy three days without starvation.

But things changed yesterday. Her husband was dragged to the west gate early in the morning. It was said that the Faustians outside the city were preparing to attack.

Damn the nobles. Her husband was just a rookie who had just joined the city guard a few days ago. Why did they let him go at such a critical juncture?

It had been almost a day and a night. Betty could only pray that her husband was fine.

Not only Betty, but many families in Audis were also praying for their loved ones who were fighting on the city wall.

That night, the Faustian army attacked Audis five times, and the Shalorians managed to hold on by a narrow margin.

However, the Faustian side did not return empty-handed. Countless Shalorian supplies had been consumed, and the magic power that Shalor was proud of had also been overused.

At dawn, Prince Kenzir finally ordered the four armies to withdraw. After forcefully attacking the four armies for a day and a night, the soldiers had lost a lot of mental and physical strength.

But this was not the end. Faustian's attack had only just begun.

"Falcon Corps, 2nd Division, advance!" Marmen's order was heard.

This was something he and Kenzir had discussed beforehand. Since they outnumbered the Shalorians 6: 1, they could use the tactic of overwhelming them with sheer numbers.

Audis was one of the few strong cities in Shalor, and it was located in a relatively high mountainous area. As the attacking party, they had no geographical advantage to take advantage of, so they could only fight head-on.

Fortunately, after five years of war, the Faustian soldiers were not afraid of tough battles. Even the Eagle Army's 3rd Army was able to withstand the first wave of sieges, much less the other elite troops.

It was a pity that the soldiers of Falcon's 3rd Division suffered the greatest losses among the four corps on this day. After all, it was made up of the nobles' private army, and the coordination between the battalions was much worse.

The loss of these soldiers had greatly reduced the strength of many nobles, and also removed a big tumor and worry for Marmen.

"Locke! Let's go! "Wyr rode to Locke's side.

Ever since Locke gave a strengthening potion to Wyr, the relationship between the two had become much closer, and there was no longer a gap between a superior and a subordinate. Locke asked Wyr a lot of basic knowledge about knights, and Wyr answered them one by one, which saved him a lot of detours.

"Yes!" Locke grabbed a spear with one hand, held his sword with his right hand, and followed Wyr closely.

Because it was a siege, the warhorses did not play much of a role, so they were all placed in a place far away from the battlefield.

The soldiers of Cardoj's camp began to assemble in an orderly manner. They also belonged to 2nd Division, so the troops Marmen mentioned definitely included them.

As for the soldiers who would replace them on duty, they naturally didn't have to worry about them. Naturally, other troops would take over.

The cavalry platoon had always been the most elite troops in their battalion. These young lads were also first-class strong soldiers after getting off their warhorses. Locke estimated that almost everyone had the strength of a third-rate soldier to a second-rate soldier, and there were almost no servant-soldiers here.

Yoshk, Mond, Hans and the others also began to call their men.

"Locke? Which one is Locke? " A handsome man in a black robe appeared in front of their battalion, who was about to set out. From the image of this man holding a long staff, it was not difficult for the soldiers to guess that he should be a caster. During the siege yesterday, they, who were closest to the caster camp, had seen many mysterious scenes of magic.

"Me! I am! "Hearing someone call his name, Locke walked out of the crowd curiously.

"Hello, my name is Vegas." The man who looked like a caster didn't put on any airs and greeted Locke with a smile.

"Hello!" Locke replied. Locke, who had been with Angelina for almost a month, could, of course, sense that this was a powerful caster, at least a low-rank Lehrling. Locke guessed.

"A noble asked me to give this to you." Vegas was still smiling. Although he didn't say anything, his voice reached Locke's ears. In addition, Locke felt that there was something extra in his sleeve.

Locke, who was shocked by this magical phenomenon, stiffened his neck and nodded to show that he understood. He didn't even notice how the item in his sleeve appeared, as if it had appeared out of thin air. If that person used a knife... Locke didn't dare to imagine.

Looking at Locke's current appearance, the man's lips curled into a mysterious smile, then he turned around and left.

Locke clenched the item in his sleeve and pretended to be calm. Of course, he knew who gave it to him. Angelina had said a few days ago that she had prepared a life-saving item for him.

Locke originally refused, but Angelina insisted on giving it to him, so he had no choice but to accept it. Locke, who was somewhat chauvinistic, found it difficult to accept gifts from women.

Not only that, but the mysterious technique of the caster just now also surprised Locke. Only then did Locke know that apart from Angelina's crappy magic, there were other means beyond his imagination.

In fact, it wasn't that Angelina's magic wasn't good enough, but that she hadn't reached that stage yet.

Casters were different from knights. Most casters only had the basic ability to protect themselves after becoming low-rank Lehrlings. In the case of a Knecht getting close to a beginner-rank Lehrling, they would be killed without any resistance. It was different for low-rank Lehrlings. They had already opened up their spirit sea and could cast most spells that were enough to support themselves.

At that time, it would no longer be a question of whether a low-rank Knecht could compete with a caster, but a low-rank Lehrling could fight several knights of the same rank.

Based on the mysterious technique of the caster just now, it wouldn't be a big problem for him to fight two or three knights of Locke's strength alone.

Locke wasn't shocked by the means shown by Angelina's subordinates. A few months ago, Locke was still an ordinary person. Now that he had extraordinary impetus, he was already very satisfied.

Apart from that, Locke felt more cautious and cautious about the upcoming battle. He hadn't forgotten that Shalor was a civilization based on magic.

He saw the beautiful fireworks made of magic emitted from the gates of Shalor last night, and he knew that he wouldn't even be able to withstand a single one of them.

Fortunately, Locke's agility was good, and he believed that he had enough space to escape. After advancing to a low-rank Knecht, Locke's physical fitness had been greatly improved in all aspects. Locke could deal with three or four ordinary second-rate soldiers with his own strength without impetus.

After the caster left, Locke followed the soldiers to the front in an orderly manner. The baron's order had also been issued just now. At the moment of dawn, the fifth platoon of 3rd Division that had just retreated rushed forward.

Nobles like Cardoj wouldn't personally participate in the siege of Audis. What they did was only to control the overall situation from the rear. At this time, the main leaders of the troops were the platoon jarls of each platoon. At this time, platoon jarls like Locke had a lot of power.

Locke pinched a ring bracelet in his sleeve and suddenly felt a little more secure. The illusion of being in a precarious situation on the battlefield in the past had been mostly eliminated by this small magic item.

Activating it with impetus, a two-cubic-meter shield would appear around him. This was how he knew how to use it in advance. There weren't many of these things in the whole of Faustian. It was a magic item that only belonged to the royal and great nobles. Locke didn't know how Angelina got it for him.

In fact, this was one of the life-saving items that the king of Faustian had sent to his daughter. If it weren't for the fact that the other items were too bulky and difficult to hide, Angelina would've given him more.

More and more soldiers from 3rd Division were retreating. Most of them looked exhausted at this time, and they had more or less one or two injuries on their bodies. Some of them had lost an entire arm or thigh, and many of them had their skin burst open due to the scalding oil. This brought a lot of psychological trauma to the soldiers of 2nd Division who were about to participate in the battle.

The mercenaries from Cardoj's battalion, who were hired by Cardoj with a lot of money, stood at the front.

They knew that it was time for them to give their lives after being bought by a large number of thalers. Everyone took out their weapons. Unlike the standard equipment of Faustian soldiers, these mercenaries had all kinds of equipment. Strange weapons such as hooks and chains were also included in the list.