Lacnivi is the largest city established by the Orcs in the Western Continent.

Now, the once thriving city has been plunged into a catastrophic war because of the foolish way of ruling by his new masters.

On the north wall of the city, a sudden battle of attack and defense of the city is being staged.

For the attackers, it was a war to remember, as it was the first time orcs, goblins, humans, and barbarians had worked together, and for the defenders, it was a humiliating betrayal.

The walls were bombarded with icy iron cannons, forcing the defenders to send out priestly troops in advance. When the power of the earth gathered, the broken walls were slowly repaired.

Outside the moat, a massive cluster of moving towers slowly separates, revealing a narrow passage for two people. The dense orc laborers roared and ran as fast as they could, carrying burlap bags full of sand and throwing them into the moat. Their goal is very clear, which is to fill in this moat as quickly as possible and turn it into a path to the city wall!

The commanders on the city walls, dodging the shelling and crossbow arrows, watched the formations where the faces of the enemy soldiers could already be seen. When the first wave of enemy coolies under the city wall to fill the moat completed the task, the military formation changed again, and the command flag of the flag bearer in the high place was suddenly raised high and then fell.

"Ready!"

As the officers' uneven military orders sounded, a strange "creaking" sound suddenly sounded continuously at the dark forts and battlements of the city wall on the huge two-kilometer city wall defense line.

It was the sound of the wire springs of catapults and ballistae as they began to stir and enter the firing state, and at the same time, rows of archers in the arrow towers of the city walls were also pulling their iron bows to the brim, waiting for the officer's order to shoot. In front of these fragile archers were warriors with shields and beast-like eyes, full of spirit, their battle axes glittering in the sun's rays.

"Start attacking!"

Roaring with angry commands, one after another on the city walls.

The sound of crossbow arrows, arrows, and trebuchets filling the city in an instant, seemed to shake and tremble. Immediately afterward, a cloud of arrows and flaming stones struck the heads of the coalition forces beneath the city walls like a storm.

Although the huge coalition army array under the city wall has a strict defense system, but no defense system can be perfect, the dense layers of arrows pouring from the city make the soldiers who are not covered by the defense suffer, and the crossbow arrows with huge impact directly penetrate some weak defensive places, causing a lot of damage to the moving orc coolies, while the most damaging Rolling Stone is deliberately targeted by the goblins on the tower, and the magic energy gun jointly developed by the Kruria Kingdom and the goblins has been continuously bombarded, but it has not caused any substantial damage。

As soon as the rain of arrows fell, the priests at the head of the city abandoned their defenses and began to work hard against the charging orcs. The ground thorns and fire dragons covered the road to the moat in an instant, and the thorn vines with the picture grew wildly under the action of the elemental power, and in a matter of moments, they were densely spread across the entire moat embankment.

Wave after wave of orc cannon fodder troops fell under the moat, bright red blood stained the entire moat in the blink of an eye, and the terrible screams came and went, and the mournful screams of the dying struggle made people feel as if they were in a nine-fold hell.

In the rear, Tukure watched the death of his people, and an indescribable sour feeling welled up in his heart, but the cruel reality made him give up the childish thoughts in his heart. He knew that the only way to end the reign of the foolish was to give the enemy the most severe blows at this moment.

"General Latlell, go on like this..."Sang Kun looked at the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, Lieutenant General Ratrel, the supreme commander of the goblins, and wanted to say something, but as soon as his words reached his mouth, he immediately stopped, and then suggested in a more tactful tone: "Do you send our priest troops now, or let more heavy crossbows be put in?"

"No hurry!" Latlel held up his lookout glasses and looked at the nightmare scene ahead, his face unwavering, "Napus doesn't have much military supplies in his hands at all, such a fierce attack is only temporary, we only need to hold out for two days, and after two days they won't even be able to shoot an arrow." ”

"But—" he said, "we can't consume like this!" He was silent for two seconds before he ordered the herald next to him in the Goblin Whisper, "Let our heavy crossbow army move forward, focusing on the heavy crossbows and arrow towers on the city walls, and suppressing the elemental attacks of the archers and priests." ”

The herald quickly recorded the order, repeated it, and hurried in the direction of the crossbow array.

After General Latreel gave the order, he turned his head to look at the two orc patriarchs and the commanders of the Balu Kingdom and the human mercenaries, and then ordered: "Also, let our soldiers move forward and use the magical defense runes on the armor to protect the laborers and fill the moat... The front commander was told that no one was allowed to retreat from the position, and that violators would be stripped of the regimental status and confiscated all their property. ”

The commander of the kingdom of Balu could not understand what Ratlel was saying, he looked at the battle ahead, and thought that he had encountered difficulties, so he said in the human lingua franca that was seriously out of voice: "Why don't you let my people go, they can't wait for the call of the god of war." ”

Hearing this, Ratlel couldn't help but roll his eyes secretly. He wanted to let the soldiers of the Balu Kingdom go up, but the chaotic charge of the barbarian army would not help the war in front of him, but would instead confuse the front.

"I don't think we need your soldiers yet. Rekutu was taken aback, he had seen first-hand the chaos of the army of the Kingdom of Balu during the previous advance war.

The human commander immediately added, "The army of the Balu Kingdom is huge, and I believe that when it comes to the real siege war, it will definitely be able to exert a greater advantage." There was a palpable compliment in his words.

The commander of the Balu Kingdom laughed out loud when he said "haha", and he accepted the suggestion.

As they spoke, the herald of Latrell had already delivered his order, and the goblin regular soldier behind the moving tower began to move forward in an orderly manner under the military order, his shield made of steel and inlaid with animal fat to fill the gaps in the defenses.

At the same time, a group of goblin warriors with two-handed giant axes frantically cut down the crazy thorn vines under the protection of their full-body magic armor, providing a safe passage for the orc coolies carrying sandbags in the future.

After holding out in this way for almost twenty minutes, the heavy crossbow bolts that had received the order had advanced to the front line. Although there were occasional rocks flying overhead, they didn't have much of an impact. Under the orders of the officers, the overwhelming wall of crossbow arrows flew away, bringing a great impact to the defenders of the city.

A moment later, the wagon brought another cart full of tar pots.

The goblin mercenaries skillfully use small clay pots to fill tar and tie arrows to crossbow arrows, and some goblin mercenaries who like to play pranks are directly replaced with explosives!

A few minutes later, the rain of arrows seemed to be ignited by some kind of magic, turning into a fiery sky that resembles the legendary hell. In a matter of moments, a raging fire was burning all over the city, and the tar that flowed everywhere burned there, and the deadly flames burned there, sometimes accompanied by a series of violent chain explosions.

"Priest, what about our priests, put out the fire!"

The shouts of the orc officers and the screams of the warriors mingled throughout the city as the flames rose.

At the command post at the rear of the city, Naps watched the battle near the city walls, his eyebrows furrowed. His staff told him that at this time it was time to abandon part of the eastern fortification area and withdraw the main forces of at least two flag regiments to flank the coalition forces that had not yet gained a foothold outside the city.

I have to say, it's a good idea, but Napus can't take notice.

But for the Napus, the pressure from the stone ridge-silver axe was greater than that of the attacking troops under the walls. He has now withdrawn three flag regiments from the eastern defense line, and if two more flag regiments are withdrawn, then ...

He didn't dare to think about it.

But the defense of the city wall was in difficulty, and because of the loss of the northern territory, the military supplies that he could use were seriously insufficient!

What to do?

He became very confused,

In the confusion of Napus, the first meeting under the city of Cranevy ushered in the sunset.

...

In the southern part of the Western Continent, the dwarves built a huge city connected to the Red Sun Mountains on the site of the original main city of the Ice Maple Clan, and they named the city Fort Horn.

According to the Dwarven construction blueprints, the outer city of Fort Horn is made up of a large city cluster like the human city of Suk, and the most important inner fort is made up of the Red Sun Mountain bunker that is close to the city.

Yes, they intend to follow the example of the Hammer Fortress of Lorda's Bunker and build another massive bunker city in the Red Sun Mountains, and construction has already begun!

In order to supervise the progress of construction, the dwarven king Novat moved his royal court to Clarion City half a year ago.

After half a year of excavation and repair, the new bunker shape has gradually taken shape.

When sunset, the tents on the site are brightly lit, and there is a lot of commotion, drinking, and brawls.

In the city's former Great Chieftain Fortress, Novat now calls it the War Hall.

The spirited King of Novat and his two most trusted generals are discussing a problem that has troubled them.

"Elves can't rule the Eastern Continent for long. "I admit that the elven ranger troops and the mage troops are very strong, but they will not be the opponents of humans... Moreover, a small Naryn forest alone cannot rule over humans. ”

"But we have to admit that the current Eastern Continent is indeed in the hands of the elves. General Branding - Gray Iron held the wine glass and burped, glared at Yaroket Thunderspear with open eyes and said, "I don't care about the future, now is the right choice for us to cooperate with the elves." ”

"Cooperate with the elves, and then get into the civil war of the orcs?" "Working with the elves means that we will be on the opposite side of the stone ridge and the silver axe, and now that the orcs are in the midst of the civil war, we should not care about it?" If we don't care, I'm sure that soft egg of Napus will definitely be finished!"

"Why should we care about the orc civil war?" said Burner-Grey Iron patting his cheek lightly.

"Why do you think the Elven Alliance will give up its own interests to me?" "Yaroket Thunderspear said angrily, "Not only do they want us to have beautifully crafted ordnance and weapons, but they also want us to contain Shikan-Silveraxe from interfering in the war in the Eastern Continent. ”

"We only trade with elves, regardless of their wars!"

"If we do this, we will not only lose the support of the Ocean Trade Commons, but also the Elven Alliance. Yaroket-Thunderspear's voice didn't seem to grow a lot, "Are you a pig's brain?"

"But..."

"Nothing!" "Nothing," Arokte-Thunderspear interrupted Burning Force-Grey Iron's drunken words, "Because of Mother Earth's providence, we have an almost inexhaustible lifespan, so we have a long lifespan..."He looked at Nuvat who was leaning on the throne, "Your Majesty, we have made up our minds not to participate in the strife on the continent for ten years... Joining Pedy Reagan's trade commons not only gives us strong allies to the outside world, but more importantly, the misunderstanding between us and Shikan-Silveraxe due to the war some time ago can also be resolved. ”

"As for the elves," he pointed to the east, "the elves are too far away from us, what happens to them has nothing to do with us, even if the Eastern Continent is turned upside down, we can't care, and... Don't you think that the more chaos there is in the Eastern Continent, the better it will be for us?"

Branding - Grey Iron was not retorting, for he had fallen asleep in the midst of Yaroct Thunderspear's tirade, and Novath, who was on the throne, had heard General Thunderspear's explanation, frowning at the two drafts on his desk.

The king had his own worries, "From time immemorial, we have been at war with the orcs, who are warlike and violent, and the elves, although sometimes not very good at their brains, at least they can hold on to their faith..."

"No, my majesty, that's their stupidity, it's stupid to think about what the elves did three hundred years ago... Think about why we chose humans over elves three hundred years ago!" Yaroket-Thunderspear's voice slowly lowered, "Speaking of our war with the orcs, do you think that idiot from Naps will have a good conversation with us? And according to the information from the ocean-going caravan, he is almost finished, if we choose to join the Elven Alliance, what price do you think we need to pay to save this war that is about to fail?"

"Shikan-Silveraxe's ambitions are known to everyone across the continent, do you think he will give up on recovering the territory of the Ice Maple Clan?" King Nuvat frowned, "We can't let the orcs complete their unification war, only the divided orc clan is more beneficial to us." ”

Yaroket-Thunderspear also frowned, "So, you plan to join the Elven Alliance?