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The Grassland Alliance Invasion Part 7
The trebuchet range is 400 meters, while the three-arc arcuballista can reach 500 meters. Therefore, trebuchet is completely within the range of arcuballistas.
The god machine unit returned the favor and rained bolts on the trebuchet.
Be it the trebuchet of the arcuballista, everything is a very beautiful machine. Therefore, when struck, they break easily and cannot function normally.
In this battle, the god machine unit won.
Of the 30 odd trebuchets, in less than an hour, 20 were destroyed.
In comparison, only 10 arcuballistas were destroyed.
The god machine unit once again performed a miracle.
On the high platform of the alliance troops, Tipukhris' face was completely black. He recalled that when the IKN Alliance gave them the trebuchet, they swore that Jawa Dwipa had no way of defending it.
Who would have thought from the start, his trebuchet strategy would fail?
At the crucial moment, he still needed the prairie son to fight. Tipukhris is increasingly upset with the IKN Alliance. He sent orders to the army to use the siege ladder and attack Batih Ageng.
With the protection of the god machine unit, any army that wanted to encircle it, the task was extremely difficult.
With such killing machines coupled with the archers on the city walls, they were representatives of the god of death in real life. Before the great prairie alliance could get close to the wall, they had suffered heavy casualties.
The thinly equipped soldiers were like wheat in a field and were harvested in groups.
What is good is that the grassland alliance troops are not afraid. They lunged at the rain of arrows and decisively rushed towards the city wall. As they approached the wall with great difficulty and locked it away, what awaited them was an even greater disaster.
Many logs rolled and huge stones were thrown from the top of the walls, snatching life after life.
The siege battle was the most brutal.
On a battlefield where blood and flesh were flying, if one was not cruel enough, he would instantly collapse.
The siege lasted until noon, and Batih Ageng was still as strong as a rock. The alliance did not have a single soldier who managed to break into the wall and pose a threat to the city's protection division.
In the end, without the trebuchet, the grassland alliance army was still weaker.
On horseback, they were heroes; while besieging, they were truly beginners.
Utilizing the pause, the city's protection division was finally able to rest. With only one division to defend such a large area, it wasn't as easy as it seemed.
As for the arcuballista archers of the god machine unit, these were powerful people as they continued to operate the arcuballista. Not only did they exhaust all their energy, but their hands were also swollen and trembling.
Not only were the strong people but the soldiers in charge of throwing the rolling wood and stones were also formidable. The enemy was completely fearless and continued to attack. They could only follow and move around the rolling wood and throw it down.
The continuous battle had completely exhausted the soldiers.
Fortunately, at this time the Combat Logistics Department had arranged for commoners to bring good and warm rice.
The alliance army was also cooking rice, but their atmosphere was really depressing.
Their morale has been crushed by problem after problem and is currently at a low point. Some soldiers even felt desperate. They felt that no matter what happened, they would not be able to defeat Batih Ageng.
The depressed atmosphere that spread around the camp made Tipukhris frown.
For him to survive until now is for the reinforcements promised by the IKN Alliance. That stupid rat still had not appeared at this moment. What tricks are they playing?
The alliance army was on the verge of collapse. One small mistake will push them over the line.
Tipukhris could feel the intention of retreating in the eyes of the various tribal generals. In the end, the only one who really hates Java Dwipa is the Pangkah Tribe.
If the Jawa Dwipa did not have endless wealth, they would not respond to Sher's call and lead their forces to attack the city.
Three days had passed, and they had not achieved anything. Their army was half destroyed.
In the afternoon, under the pressure of Tipukhris, the alliance army launched another attack on Batih Ageng.
The current morale of the alliance troops had dropped drastically, and they were not as violent as before.
After midday of the readjustment, the city protection division barely managed to recover. After a few casualties, they managed to block the alliance army's attack.
The third day ended just like that.
At night, alliance army tents.
Tipukhris was furious; he was not as calm and relaxed as before.
The meeting that just ended. In addition to the silent Hudabay, six other tribal generals pressured him to disperse the troops. If not, they will leave.
That bunch of rats!
Did they think that disbanding the army would make everything okay? When you open your fangs, wanting to keep your mouth shut is not easy.
After this battle, when Jawa Dwipa recovered, would they release him?
That's the maximum stupid thought!
For the alliance army, there was already no other way out.
Forward is a road full of thorns, while backward is a cliff.
Unfortunately, no one believed his words. They prefer to be ostriches and not give everything.
“Janc*k!”
Tipukhris went berserk, and he smashed the stuff in his tent.
Baswara stood to the side quietly. This was the first time he had seen Tipukhris lose control, even when Tipukhris lost his mind, even he would lose control of himself.
Baswara realized that, so she was no longer afraid of him.
Tipukhris turned around and seeing Baswara's expression, she immediately regained her senses.
"You go back first!" Tipukhris regained her composure.
"Yes!" Baswara retreated from the tent calmly.
Tipukhris looked at the view of Baswara's back, giving a strange expression.
Not long after Baswara left, the black-clothed man visited the tent once again.
When Tipukhris saw the black-clothed man, all of his pent-up anger was unleashed. He took out a clurit on his waist and held it around the man's neck, “Where are the reinforcements you promised? Give me a satisfactory answer or you will not leave here!”
The man in black was not affected. "General, why are you so angry?"
“Janc*k! It's because of all of you. Those generals will go. I may not be able to escape but your hope is now gone all.” Tipukhris will really be angry to death. He gritted his teeth as he said these words.
"Resistance is coming tomorrow!" The reply of the black-clothed man was not sooner or later. He doesn't care about the clurite on his neck.
Tipukhris's eyes froze, and she sheathed the clurit, "Are your words true?"
“General will know tomorrow. When have I ever lied to you?”
"Good, I'll trust you one last time." Tipukhris is helpless. Now, he could only advance and his only hope was reinforcements.
The black-clothed man laughed coldly inside. His understanding of human nature was at the top. The time at which the IKN Alliance will act has been predicted and governed by advisers from the military.