80 m ...... 70 m ...... 60 m ...... The closer you get to the wooden wall, the stronger the attack becomes, and the number of slaves decreases, most of whom are already lying on the grass as stepping stones.

The fear of death caused several slaves to throw away their sacks and run forward. Pointed wooden stakes, hanging meat hooks...... Their legs were bloody and bloody, and they screamed, but they refused to stop: "Ah! …… Yes! …… I...... I'm Greek! …… I'm Greek!! ……”

The soldiers on the wall were stunned by the heart-rending shouts, and they all looked at Zpitt with pleading eyes.

Seeing this scene, Zpitt was also a little hesitant.

At this moment, a dozen Bruti warriors, on the orders of the chief, rushed out of the array, stepped on the sacks on the ground, and threw javelins at the slaves who were blocked by the deer and could not advance.

The screams of the Greek slaves before they died made Zpitt make a ruthless decision, and he roared fiercely: "Keep firing the arrows!" ”

Countless arrows with grief and anger continued to fall...... Finally swept away almost all the slaves and Brutis who were left in the range.

Although the slaves were almost naked and unprotected, the two thousand men were killed and wounded in the trap area in a short time, and not even the trench in front of the wooden wall did not reach, which made the leaders of the Bruti take a breath of relief.

"Great Leader Pianlun, look ......" Bergam looked at Pianren hesitantly.

"Send the other clan warriors up and fill in the traps, and we'll be in the city!" The angry Pianlun spoke in a cold but firm tone, he had come to this point, no matter what, he would try the strength of the enemy, and he would not retreat easily.

Thousands of Buruti warriors, in pairs, holding shields in one hand and sacks in the other, began to advance towards the walls in a very loose formation.

Zpitt very much hoped that the enemy's advance would be slower, so that his soldiers' aching arms would have a little more time to recover.

"Shoot the arrows!" He waved his arm again.

The Buranti warriors were obviously more experienced in combat than the slaves, and when they saw the arrows covering the sky, they immediately stopped advancing, crouched down, shrunk into a ball, and covered their bodies with shields. Boom! Burst! Burst! ......", the screams of the soldiers were significantly quieter than before. But when they advanced to a distance of more than thirty meters from the city wall, the deer barrier set up here kept them in place, and not only the archers but also the javelinmen on the wooden wall were also engaged in the battle, and for a time the javelins and arrows rained down, and the Buruti warriors suffered great casualties, and they retreated.

"Great Chief!" Even Petaru couldn't help it.

"Attack again!" Pianlun hardened his heart and ordered: "Elder Petaru, you lead 4,000 warriors to attack the northern wall!" Elder Bergam, attack the south! Elder Nikuru, you take the middle way! Don't be in a hurry, follow the previous plan, first clear the obstacles on the road, fill in the trenches, and then start the siege ......"

The soldiers on the wooden walls cheered the defeat of the Brutis, but it was not long before the enemy attack came again. This time, they were divided into small groups of dozens of people, densely grouped, with several wooden shields as large as door panels at the front.

The road leading from the gates was the only one that did not have traps, and it was reserved for the Third Legion. At this time, there were also Buruti warriors pushing a wooden cart full of sacks full of dirt towards the city gate.

The experienced Zpitt knew that when the enemy was heavily protected, blindly firing arrows would only waste arrows and consume physical strength, but the effect would be small. Therefore, he forbade the soldiers to shoot in waves, waiting for the enemy to leave the large wooden shield before firing.

However, the wooden cart in the middle was always the focus of the Dionian light infantry attack, and the distance of 100 meters made the Bruti warriors in the cart lie down all the way, but Nikuru's angry roar urged the frightened Bruti warriors, and the carts moved forward one after another, and finally reached the trench with difficulty, ready to pour the sacks piled up on the wooden cart like a hill into the trench.

"Oil cans!" Tspeit shouted unhurriedly, and a dozen slingers lifted the olive oil cans that had been improvised from the city of Bissinia, and threw them at the wooden cart in front of the trench with all the strength and accuracy as if they were usually throwing stones.

"Rocket!" At the same time as Zpitt gave the order, he personally shot a rocket.

As soon as five or six rockets hit the wooden cart, it quickly burst into flames, and also affected several Bruti warriors in the cart, who were on fire and rolled on the ground in panic.

"Stupid! Fast! Push it down! Push the cart down!! Seeing the urgency of the situation, Nikuru roared, threw his shield and, at the risk of being shot, pushed away the hesitant warrior in front of him, and strode forward, ignoring the burning flames, holding the handlebars with both hands and pushing forward with all his might.

Inspired by him, the Bruti warriors also rushed to his side.

The wooden cart was burning, and the javelins and arrows were being fired.

Under the leadership of Nikuru, the Bruti warriors pushed the cart desperately, only to hear the "boom", the whole wooden cart overturned in the trench, and the sacks inside filled the three-meter-deep and three-meter-wide trench half-full, and pressed the sharp wooden stakes crisscrossing the ditch, and the Bruti warriors could step on the sacks in the ditch and step on the opposite side of the trench with only one big step.

While the warriors were rejoicing in their success, Nikuru had already fallen in a pool of blood with two javelins......

Nikuru is dead! When Pianlun heard the news, he couldn't help but feel a sad feeling in his heart, although his relationship with Nikuru was only average, but his lips were cold......

By this time, the Bruti warriors, having paid a considerable price, had approached the edge of the trench and began to throw sacks into it.

Pianlen finally gave the order: "The whole army will attack the city!" ”

The 10,000 warriors divided into two groups, carrying long ladders and carrying logs, began to approach the city walls.

Just as the Brutis sounded the horn of attack, the Dioonians also sounded the general's horn, and the soldiers of the 1st and 2nd Brigades began to go up to the city.

Taking advantage of the change of guard in the city of Dionia, the Bruti warriors stepped on the corpses of their comrades and had already broken through to the edge of the trench......

The Buranti warriors who arrived under the wooden walls looked up and secretly cried out. It was originally built by the Ionians. Countless sharp logs protruded obliquely outward from the bottom of the wooden wall battlements, making it impossible for the long ladder to directly lean against the battlements, and even if the soldiers climbed to the top of the long ladder, there was still a short distance from the wooden wall, which undoubtedly increased the difficulty of the siege.

As soon as the Bruti warrior was distracted, a rock fell vertically, hitting him right in the head.

"Well smashed!" Kreru patted the Bessinian warrior and shouted, "Clansmen, kill me hard, and don't let a single Kosenza go back alive!" ”

The battle was raging, with the Dionian and Bessinian soldiers throwing javelins, stoning, stabbing with spears, pushing with forks, and slashing with sabers...... Stop the Brutis from attacking the city with all their might.

In addition to attacking the city with long ladder ants, the Bruti also used sassal wood to attack the city. A group of a dozen warriors clung to huge logs, and under the cover of the Bluti javelinmen, they not only hit the city gates, but also the wooden walls. Because Pianren they thought that although the Dioonians had built a wooden wall in such a short time, it could not have been strong.

In fact, it is. The wooden wall built by the Dionian soldiers was a double wooden fence filled with earth taken out of the trench and covered with wooden planks to create a walkway in the wall. However, due to the tight schedule, the soil in the middle was not fully compacted, and the wooden fence was not carefully reinforced.

Upon discovering the enemy's attempts, Dracos had to detach some of his forces and concentrate on attacking these unprotected "daredevil" fighters.

However, Pianren was not the only one with these two sieges.

"Captain, it's about to catch fire!" The soldier reminded Adriankos loudly, and he hurriedly looked down, only to see that a flame had already burned at the bottom of a wooden wall, and several Bruti warriors were carrying a clay pot and pouring oil on the wall, and the fire was growing.

"Shoot that guy!" While directing his soldiers to throw javelins, Adrianx also shouted anxiously: "Pour the sand down!" Fall down! ……”

Due to the rush of time and the lack of war materials, the wooden walls have not yet been fireproofed, such as painting. Luckily, Dracos had taken this into account when discussing with the captains how to defend the fortress, placing cloth bags filled with dirt in the wooden walkway.

The fire was eventually extinguished, but Adriakos remained serious, reminding his officers and soldiers to keep an eye out for any enemy carrying clay pots and oil bags under the city, and to make every effort not to get close to the wooden walls.

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The siege was bloody and brutal, and every time he saw the long ladder being knocked down and the soldiers falling from the city, it made Pianren's heart ache, but as the commander of the whole army, he had to keep an eye on the progress of the battle, and he moved forward again and again, just to see more clearly, and finally came to the edge of the trap area.

Perhaps it was the corpse in the ground that made the horse under its crotch feel uneasy, and it snorted and kept scraping the dirt on the ground with its front hooves.

Pianlen really did not expect that the Dioonians not only built a relatively complete fortress defense system in only three days, but also the experience and strength of the soldiers in defending the city were not weak.

Seeing the struggling and moaning Buranti warriors under the wall, Piallen's confidence was gradually waning......

Compared with the wooden wall of the northern section, which was tightly defended, tacitly cooperated, and forbidden, the southern section, which was in charge of the Bessinian warriors, was not unified in command, weak in personnel combat effectiveness, and weak in fighting spirit.