
The last day had passed, now that Noran's army had reached level 100 entirely, they could be compared to the nobles' special forces.
For the Rosvelt kingdom army, they were even stronger. The regular troops had level 120 and the special forces had at least level 150.
"It's time we go back to the city of Artus" Noran said.
Noran led his troops back to the city of Artus, still taking several hours for them to arrive.
Meanwhile, at the citadel of Artus, Duke Aaron's entire army had been placed at Noran's request, but as half the army was taken by Noran, they became short of Men.
All the men who could take up arms were directed to guard the fortress, although there were now a total of 4,000 troops, but most of them only had low levels.
Also, the equipment they used was also below the standard of the regular troops. It could be said that the current defense of Artus city was very weak.
"Where's Noran? Why hasn't he come back yet?" Duke Aaron was worried.
Noran said he would return after three days, but he still hasn't returned.
From two directions, two large armies moved towards the city of Artus.
The total troops numbered 8,500 troops with the lowest leveled 70. That's too much compared to Duke Aaron's army.
Moreover, less than half of its troops, only 1,500 are trained soldiers.
Duuu... Duuu.....
A huge trumpet sounded in the sound, it was a warning sign of an incoming enemy.
Two soldiers ran towards Duke Aaron who was in the city fortress, himself standing right above the city gate.
By his side, about 200 archers lined up neatly. Almost all of these archers were residents who took up arms.
"Master! The enemy is seen from the east! It's over 5,000 troops!" said a soldier.
"Master! The enemy is seen from the west! The number of enemies is over 2,000 troops!" said another soldier.
Duke Aaron was surprised, one army from the east alone was enough to make him lose a landslide.
Now, there were two armies attacking from different directions.
"Duke Russell..." He shook when he said that name.
Looking at his army that was also trembling, he restrained himself. Strictly speaking he spoke.
"Strengthen defense, live or die we will fight. Don't let them win, don't let them catch our family" Duke Aaron said.
All the eyes of his troops became excited, now their anger was burning. In war, prisoners became common.
In fact, not infrequently the enemy catches women and children from the losing side to be made slaves.
They all didn't want that to happen, even if they had to pay with their lives, they would.
As the troops drew closer, Duke Russell, with two Baron-level nobles, led thousands of soldiers into the city.
One troop with the largest number carrying the wyvern flag with them, 2 other flags were also seen, Duke Aaron recognized them.
"2 Barons?!" Duke Aaron was shocked.
Duke Russell's allies were more numerous than he thought, Duke Russell riding his horse and making it forward a few steps.
Behind him, 500 armored soldiers lined up neatly, then to his right and left were two barons who also carried 500 troops.
"Duke Aaron! Is this what you call violence?" Duke Russell smiled mockingly.
He knew most of Duke Russell's forces were civilians, clearly visible from the way they held and took up their arms.
"I don't think you're in such a bad shape right now" Duke Russell said, expressing disappointment.
However, everyone could tell if he was overjoyed at this moment, the two Barons beside him also laughed loosely.
"I'll never give up! Even if I die!" duke Aaron said.
"If that's what you want, I'll give it to you. Attack!" yell Duke Russell.
"Fire arrows!" shouted Duke Aaron.
Hundreds of archers brandished their bows, releasing hundreds of arrows that formed a rain of arrows.
Some of the shielded soldiers were killed because the arrows pierced through their shields, soon the other soldiers closed the empty positions.
Duke Aaron's 200th heavy armored infantry had lined up neatly behind the city gates alongside thousands of recruits.
"Groan!" the two Barons also gave orders, another 1,000 troops advanced and pounded the city of Artus.
All the duke Russel's troops were also advancing, there were about 1,000 archers and 500 horsemen with spears in their hands.
All the troops were wearing full plate armor, it seemed scary to see them storming the city of Artus like a flood.
"Don't be daunted! Life or death, we'll keep fighting!" shouted Duke Aaron.
Duke Aaron raised his sword, it was the sword that Noran gave him.
"Send the gate crusher!" yell Duke Russell.
A dozen warriors pulled a large tool, a large iron hanging a kind of large peg in the middle, with the pointed end in front.
There are 4 long ropes tied at the end, with each rope held by 20 soldiers.
"Pull!" shouted the driver.
All the soldiers pulled the rope tight, making the iron pegs lift backwards.
"Let go!" shouted the driver.
Buumm...
A large, heavy iron stake struck the city gate, making the fortress tremble.
"Pull!" shouted the driver.
The gate continued in the shell with the large peg, the archers firing at the troops pulling the rope.
The gate only lasted for a few moments, another powerful onslaught hurtled, making the gate shatter into pieces.
They pulled the siege tool back, the armored troops pushed into the gate facing the heavy-armored infantry.
Duke Aaron, wearing silver armor, descended from the top of the gate and fought with his troops.
More and more enemy soldiers entered the city, making Duke Aaron and his army slowly pushed up.
"Duke Russell, are we not attacking?" ask a baron.
The brown-haired baron and bluish eyes looked at Duke Russell, Duke Russell smilingly heard his question.
"No need, they're enough" Duke Russell said.
The other barons simply nodded, looking at the battle that was taking place within the city.
Dozens of archers fell one by one as their troops attacked and climbed up the fortress.
From the other side, 2,500 troops entered the gate easily, with only a few hundred troops guarding the gate.
"Keep moving! Duke Russell must have been waiting for us." - Baron Luksville.
The three lead an army exploring every corner of the city of Artus and attacking every soldier in sight.
"Hurry boy! We can't last much longer." murmured Duke Aaron.
He was currently facing dozens of enemy soldiers and was besieged along with two hundred Heavy Armored Infantry.
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