Chapter 507: The Western Expedition (9) Approaching

After a few seconds, the hot blood slowly flowed out from under the wooden ladder, and under the blowing of the cold blizzard, it quickly turned into blood-colored ice and became a part of the battlefield.

Those gnolls died, and even the corpses could not be kept intact, and they were crushed into meat sauce by the wreckage of the wooden ladder, such a tragic death, such a tragic situation that people will never forget at a glance, but in an environment like the battlefield, it is commonplace.

Even the bodies of their dead compatriots can be reused, cut, crushed, steamed, grilled, boiled, and eaten as food without any obstacles.

The sudden result was something that the Scandinavians had not expected, especially because of the traps of the horses, the kind of Centaurs in their army who had suffered a lot in the last battle.

The elites who survived the battle against Attila were able to make them suffer and even suffer losses, which was not an easy task, at least not for ordinary berserkers.

This kind of thing is a simple cylindrical hole in the ground, and it is also a very simple thing to get it, even soldiers don't need it, and they don't need any complicated tools, and ordinary humans can get it out.

Even many people look down on this little thing, thinking that it is doubtful that this kind of thing, which has no disguise, is easy to manufacture, and can be called a trap, and how stupid people can step on it.

"Be careful, be careful, be careful. ”

The gnolls had already taken these Scandinavian traps very seriously, but they did not expect that one negligence would actually cause damage to the wooden ladder.

Not only did the Scandinavians not expect, but also the Jackals and the rest of the Attila Army, who had spent a great deal of effort, attached magic to it, and arranged for the caster to protect the wooden ladder, which would be so easily destroyed, damaged by its own weight.

However, the surprise only lasted for a short time, only one wooden ladder was damaged, and there were four others that needed their protection, in order to prevent this from happening again, this time the gnolls specially arranged for two rows of gnolls to go to the front of the wooden ladders, presenting a carpet way to sweep the potholes hidden under the snow.

It was really a carpet search, and the gnolls had already given up on their defenses, dropped their shields and weapons, and buried their faces in the snow like this, looking for traps while opening up the truth to the troops behind, doing work similar to snow plows.

Jackals kept stepping on traps, the traps that Scandinavians used to hunt animals in the forest, but even the big animals, the brown bears and wolves, could not escape.

For a big guy like a brown bear, it may only hurt the flesh and can't move, but a medium-sized creature like a gnoll can step on it and even the bones are shattered, which is a real fatal injury.

The gnolls didn't pay attention to their fallen companions, even though most of them were still alive and dead.

It's not that they're cruel, it's not that they don't have the slightest sense of companionship, it's that they're used to it, and they don't have time to stop for the growth of the race, in order to be able to survive the nation of jackals in such a cruel world.

Whether it's them, or the gnolls who have stepped into the trap and fallen to the ground only to wait for time to pass and death to come, they all think so.

Even from another point of view, the gnolls who stepped on the trap have completed their task, and have contributed to the continuation of the race and the growth of the race.

In such a siege battle, as the defender of the city, it is normal that there is no way to leave the protection of the city wall, which means that these traps that can hunt large animals outside cannot be repaired after being used once.

If you use simple numbers to calculate, the trap that was originally used to deal with large prey only catches the gnolls is not a cost-effective loss-making business at all, just like using fireball to fight mosquitoes, not that it can't be done, but there is a huge gap between the cost paid and the benefits obtained.

There were no calls for help, no help, and the living gnolls carried everything of their dead companions and pushed the wooden ladders on, and as long as they could get close to the walls and place them on top of the walls, then a brutal white-knuckle battle would begin.

When that time comes, the gnolls will be able to fight their enemies as much as they want, no matter what the cost, no matter how many of their companions will die here, and become fertilizer for the plants of this land, they will take down the city.

Their determination is undeniably strong, but what about the Scandinavians who are on the defensive, guarding their homeland...... For the same concept of something called home, the attitudes of both sides are similar.

On the one hand, they had to defend, they had to defend with the traps that had been placed around the city, the tall walls, the supplies in the city, they knew that they could defend it, and the hope of victory was very slim, and the slogan that Siegmund shouted to come home alive was just a beautiful fantasy.

But the Scandinavians are willing to believe in this fantasy, a lie that is likely to turn into a lie, and even force themselves to believe in this fantasy, hypnotizing themselves into believing it.

They need to maintain sufficient morale to fight here, even if the last small hope is impossible to achieve, it will inevitably usher in the end of defeat, and they will let the strength of the Atilla army be greatly consumed here.

The logistics of Attila's army were terrible, very bad, they couldn't and couldn't fight a protracted war, and when the city, this battle consumed a lot of their manpower and supplies, even if Attila and the knights were unwilling, they could only choose to give up.

If you consider the entire Scandinavian Empire, from the height of the Scandinavian race, sacrifice a city in exchange for a victory in a war, so that the Atila Empire's westward expedition will fail, and maintain peace for a period of time, to buy time for future development, these are all worthwhile.

But for individuals, it seems very cruel, the people who defend here are all intelligent human beings, all of them are living intelligent beings who can think, if they don't use this hypnotic way to comfort themselves, to make themselves determined to carry out this hopeless, almost mortal war, then it is difficult for them to persevere.

"There's still 300 meters, get ready. ”

Siegmund's herald passed Siegmund's orders in the middle of the ranks, and the gnolls, though not too fast, began to prepare to reach the front of the second moat.

The snow prevents spellcasters in the city from casting spells, preventing them from using [Swamp Magic] to create swamps in the dirt outside the city, and Jackals from making swamps in their path, nor can they use [Quicksand] to create quicksand.

In particular, the former, in the Siege of Upland, has proven that the magic of [Swamp Technique] to create swampy terrain is particularly effective when it comes to defense, especially when defending against cities.

Enemies entering the swamp will be greatly slowed down, and due to the distance, the defenders on the walls can easily attack below, almost equal to a fixed target.

Not only that, but the swamp created by the [Swamp Technique] can also swallow things, whether it is a corpse or something else, it will sink into it and be swallowed by the earth.

And the heavy equipment, as it passes through these swampy areas, will inevitably sink into it, and the people around it can only watch it swallow up in serious pain, and cannot do anything else.

Unless it's a magician like Alice, or a warrior with infinite strength, there is no way to get those things out of the ordinary people, no matter how many they are.

Of course, the gnolls didn't know this, and they didn't know that the cold ice and snow that had caused them a lot of trouble had actually become a shield to protect them at this time, so that they could smoothly push the four wooden ladders to the vicinity of the city wall.

I have to mention here that the skills of those craftsmen in the Attila army are really not very good, let alone on a par with those dwarves, they can't even compare to those in Jutland.

Although the best wood is used, and there is magic attached to it, it looks very practical, but there is no protection, and the appearance is not wrapped in treated cowhide, and the protection is very worrying.

Or maybe those craftsmen have absolute confidence in their own spellcasters, thinking that under the protection of the casters, those things are a burden that cannot be used, and it is better to remove them all to reduce their own weight.

In fact, this line of thinking cannot be said to be incorrect, time is a very important thing on the battlefield, and sending these wooden ladders to the city wall as quickly as possible, so that the army can climb the city wall to engage in white-knuckle combat, is indeed the fastest way to solve the battle and achieve victory.

However, pinning all hope on the casters and letting those casters escort the equipment is undoubtedly not a wise choice at all.

For some reason, the casters don't like these weapons that can shake their position on the battlefield, and the reason why they now use magic to support and protect is based on the premise of victory, but it is certain that they don't care.

It's not that they don't work hard, nor does it mean that they will make some small moves when they are protecting, but when they are protecting, they will be sluggish to a certain extent because of their inner resistance.

On the battlefield, a little sluggishness can change a lot of things, such as being caught by the enemy and hitting the key point, such as losing the opportunity to escape and having to stay behind, or like this time, because of a little negligence and sluggishness, let your army fall into a disadvantage again.

This time was no different, although the Gnolls continued to suppress and the centaurs were pouring ammunition hard, but the unexpected achievement of the trap still boosted the morale of the Scandinavians.

They were now holding their breath, placing their shields in front of them, their free other hand checking their axes, ready to take them off and throw them whenever the enemy came into range.

The range of the warriors is not yet there, but the range of the casters is, to be precise, the range of some of the more destructive magic that the casters can use.

【Flaming Arrow】

Arrows made of pure flames appeared in the air, hot flames burning the air with a thick white smoke, and then streaked through the flame-colored trails, heading towards a wooden ladder at the front.

The reason why they chose [Flame Arrow] instead of [Fireball Technique] is that the casters also have their own considerations, although the former is inferior to the latter in terms of attack power and destructive power, and it can even be said that a prepared gnolf can use a shield to defend, but the attacks scattered like meteors in the sky are not so easy to neutralize and counter, especially when the target is a large target like a wooden ladder.

This is indeed the case, in the face of a large number of [Flame Arrows], the Attila army did not react, only the jackals standing at the front blocked a little with their shields, and the little sparks fell to the ground, fleeting.

The [Flame Arrow] hit on the wooden ladder did not have a good effect, and the high-quality materials and runes on it resisted the burning of the flames, and did not achieve the expected results, which made the slightly slower Attila caster put down the stone he was carrying.

However, the Scandinavians were not saddened by the ineffectiveness of the offensive, or that the ineffectiveness of the attack was actually expected.

【Flaming Arrow】

This magic has been cast three times, and the scene looks very gorgeous, as if looking up at the starry sky on a sunny summer day, and the dazzling meteor rain that sweeps across the entire starry sky.

The casters of the Atila Army slackened, after all, the enemy's three successive retarded attacks did not achieve the slightest result, not even a single wounded gnoll.

In their opinion, this is a very unwise thing, in the midst of such a fierce battle, after the first spell casting is sure that the wooden ladder cannot be broken, and the runes on the wooden ladder are confirmed that they will not be burned by the flames, they should stop the same attack, and should not continue to waste mana and magic materials.

However, after a few seconds, they found out that the group of people who were really mentally retarded were not Scandinavians, but complained about each other in their hearts.