Clap, iron-clad combat boots stepped on the ground, pressing out mud puddles of blurred shapes, and the water flowed along the lines of the clothes and armor, forming water columns of chopsticks at the hem of the clothes.

The Prussian soldiers closed their lips and looked firm, forming a square battle formation, quickly rushing towards the Vienna wall through the plain.

Every step they took was very heavy, as if they had to step through the ground, they had to trample hard, otherwise they would be at risk of being slipped by mud and water.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Through the dense rain curtain, the faces ten meters away could not be seen clearly. The rain quickly formed a water beach of different sizes on the ground. The soldiers stepped on the beach, and the mud and water immediately dirtyed their clothes and armor, and then they were quickly washed away by heavy rain.

The Prussian Legion did not prepare too many rain ponchos to block the rain this time. Only generals at the captain or above are qualified to use them. Ordinary soldiers can only grit their teeth and hold on.

The same is true for the Saxon Legion on the other hand, but most of them are wearing cavalry armor. The upper body of this armor is more tightly protected, so it has a stronger ability to isolate rain.

Relatively speaking, the situation of the defenders on the Vienna city wall was much better. Under the order of Charles VI, before dawn, his soldiers began to collect rain ponchos throughout the city and distributed the collected rain ponchos to the soldiers of the entire army.

In addition, there are some military-style rain ponchos in the city's warehouses. All of these rain ponchos combined are enough to equip the 18,000 soldiers in the city.

Most of these ponchos are made of complete cowhide or sheepskin. They are waterproof and have a warm effect. The defenders of Habsburg were wearing raincoats and stood in a row on the city walls, quietly waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

The rain water sprinkled on the poncho made a dull sound, which sounded calm. The water flow gathered along the folds on the poncho and sagged down on the solid stone bricks of the city wall, and finally flowed along the canal into the moat outside the city wall.

The sky was gloomy, and lead clouds were covering the head, layer by layer, making it so dull that it made people breathless.

Rumble...

A blazing lightning appeared out of nowhere, launched above the distant sky, and fell towards the ground, like a winding angry dragon, flashing between the sky and the earth, and the remaining light spider webs scattered everywhere, briefly illuminating the battlefield under the thick clouds.

With the moment when the light flashed, the defenders on the city wall clearly saw the dense figures in the distance and the cold light reflected from the weapons in their hands.

Then the light disappeared, and a connected gray, brown ground, gray rain curtain, and dark black figures not far away.

This continuous and gradual dark color is like the masterpiece of an impressionist painter, full of cold and unforgettable atmosphere.

However, these soldiers on the city did not know how to appreciate it. They had no time to find any beauty from it. For them, the only one that was displayed in front of them was a picture called death, which slowly opened its prelude.

Killing or being killed is the eternal theme of soldiers.

The shouts rang over the city walls, and morale also increased.

The shouts of tens of thousands of people were connected, dispersing the sound of rain around them, like a strong mountain, standing there motionlessly.

There were also shouts from the Prussian Legion siege below, as if responding to them. Before the two sides had formally fought, they had already started a contest in terms of momentum.

With the city gate as the center, Saxony and the Prussian Legion each attacked a wall, and the attacking troops on the two sides were irrelevant, just like the relationship between their camps, both maintaining cooperation and guarding against each other.

General Ike stood on the city wall, quietly watching the enemy troops gradually attacking, his eyes as calm as a deep pool.

After a night of thinking, he had figured out what Charles VI said to him. Indeed, if he died at the hands of the Saxon cavalry yesterday, it would be the greatest stupid thing.

Faced with that kind of situation, what he really should do was to cheer up and command the soldiers to completely smash the plots of Prussia and Saxony. In this way, the greatest comfort to the dead Imperial Knights.

There were 18,000 defenders, and he arranged eight thousand people on the wall facing the Prussian Legion on the east side, and six thousand people on the wall facing the Saxony Legion on the west side. The rest of the soldiers stayed in the center as reserve troops to provide support at any time.

Seeing the army formations between Prussia and Saxony gradually approaching, General Ike waved his hand and finally gave the first order:

"Arrower and spearheader, get ready!"

Was wheezing, the sound of bows and arrows pulling out spears immediately sounded on the city wall. The military warehouse in Vienna was sufficient, not only bows and arrows, but also old-fashioned spears that had been eliminated by the army.

These spears have stronger lethality than bows and arrows, but their range and accuracy are really bad, and they consume a lot of physical strength for soldiers. They have always been dispensable on the battlefield.

But in the current situation, General Ike was determined to mobilize every little force in Vienna to block the enemy with all his strength, so these spears were taken out of the warehouse and distributed to the soldiers present.

Not only were there spear throwing, but there were also many heavy stones the size of watermelons placed on the city wall, ready to throw them off the city wall and smash people when the enemy rushed to the front.

In addition, young and middle-aged people from the city residents of Vienna were also forced to be recruited, equipped with simple armor and weapons, gathered under the city wall, and after the enemy broke through the city wall, these temporary armed militias were the last line of defense.

Three hundred meters are like an invisible boundary. When you cross this boundary, battles and break out!

"Archer, launch!"

Whoosh swish swish swish...

With a command, a rain of arrows rose on the city walls of Vienna. Along with the rain curtains all over the sky, it fell towards the enemy formation below. The raindrops and arrows were mixed together, and it was impossible to tell which arrows were arrows and which were rain.

Correspondingly, the soldiers of the Prussian Legion crossed the boundary of 300 meters, immediately dispersed their formation and roared towards the Vienna walls.

They had no iron armor or shields on their bodies. Each of them had only a single sword and carried a siege ladder of more than ten meters long on their shoulders.

The rain wet their clothes, the sludge restricted their pace, and the speed was slowed by at least two times. These soldiers were the so-called "cannon fodder".

Using regular troops as cannon fodder, it can be seen that Keiros was already in a hurry and red eyes. No matter what the price he paid, no matter how many soldiers died, he would capture the walls of Vienna today!
Chapter completed!