The boulders thrown by the ballistas and catapults smashed into the hard city walls, turning into debris and dust that flew into the air more than ten meters high, and then fell like raindrops, and the entire wall was shrouded in gray smoke and dust.

This forced the soldiers of the Scandinavian Empire to squint, not cover their mouths and noses, and put shields on their heads to defend against the falling rubble.

The dense sound of war drums came to mind from behind, a tall giant was holding a drumstick, beating a huge drum engraved with various magic runes, the sound of the drum made the blood flow in the body faster, the heart beat faster, and the irrepressible desire to fight came from the bottom of his heart.

"Kill them!"

"Kill them!"

"Kill them!"

I don't know whose roar echoed through the battlefield, and then all the warriors joined the roaring ranks, and for a moment the sound of the breakthrough even drowned out the roar from the sky.

The Scandinavians standing on the walls began to attack, and the siege equipment was not among their targets, and the weapons they had were not suitable for attacking the big guys.

The gnolls are their target, to be more precise, they are going to attack the gnolls who are throwing stones at the wall, in terms of throwing stones, they are faster than ordinary jackals, and only by solving these troubled guys, the warriors on the city wall can devote themselves to the next battle.

“1”

At the herald's command, the shield wall of the wall suddenly vanished, revealing the warriors below with javelins in hand, tensing their muscles, ready to throw.

“2”

The javelins formed a gray fog and fell towards the place where the gnolls were, and the panicked gnolls huddled together, threw down the slings in their hands, and lay on the ground with their heads in their hands.

The sound of flesh being pierced came one after another, and a forest of javelins appeared on a battlefield, and there was no way to defend it, and the gnolls, who had no time to dodge, were nailed to the ground by javelins one by one, and some of them were not completely dead, holding the javelins inserted into their bodies with both hands, looking at the sky with wide eyes, spitting blood and letting out a terrible wail.

However, this time the result was that the Atira army seized the opportunity to counterattack, and the centaurs, who had been roaming the battlefield, let go of the bowstring they had been pulling in their hands the moment when the Scandinavians split the shield wall and threw it.

A large number of undodgable Scandinavians fell to the ground with arrows stuck all over their bodies, screaming incessantly, and they were soon carried down from the walls to treat the wounds below, and the centaur arrows didn't matter much as long as they didn't hit the heart and neck.

No way, the centaurs of the Atila army can't afford to have arrows made of metal, and in such a logistical situation, the best weapons in their hands are wooden arrows, wooden javelins, and wooden spears, although these things still have good lethality in their hands, but only if they really hit the vital point, it is possible to kill the enemy.

The sound of whizzing through the air came from overhead, and the centaur didn't even look at it, and continued to move, easily dodging the attack from the wall, unless it was an archer like an elf, it was difficult for others to hit the running centaur.

At that moment, a long arrow glowing red fell into the centaur ranks, and the red flames engulfed the surrounding centaurs and spread rapidly.

The snow on the ground had melted into water by the heat, and the hot steam rose into the sky, and the flames that had not yet been completely extinguished could be seen in the water, and the centaurs inside were completely gone.

This is an attack from the elves, using magic arrows from Jutland, they have suffered this kind of suffering when they were on the battlefield of Upland, in a sense, the rich people really do whatever they want, with the equipment in their hands, the elves directly pressed the centaurs to fight.

It was not yet time for the hand-to-hand battle, and the Atila army, unable to storm the walls, attacked each other with the Scandinavians under the walls, and the sky was full of arrows, stones, and javelins.

However, this will not work, such mutual attacks, because of the position and equipment, the Attila army is below, and continuing will only make more soldiers fall in pools of blood and lose their lives.

The gnolls were trying, they tried to get the ladder to the edge of the wall, but the stone ball thrown by the treants shattered their illusions, and with the ladder on their shoulders, they had no way to dodge such a terrible attack, and they were all crushed into blood-red flesh with a scream.

"Change. ”

The girl dressed in pure white stood on the back of a mammoth, she looked at the battlefield that was at a disadvantage, and gave the order to change tactics to the knight next to her.

"Understood, Your Majesty. ”

Famine nodded, and turned to give the herald a new order from Attila.

Soon after, the sound of the horn sounded rhythmically, and the gnolls, who were trying to attack forward for an unknown number of times, were stunned for a moment, and then retreated like a tide.

All of a sudden, the centaurs were left on the battlefield with moving shots, and they were the only targets the Scandinavians could attack, and for a moment, the casualties of the centaurs skyrocketed.

The knights didn't let the centaurs remove from the battlefield, the damage was still acceptable, and they cared more about using the centaurs to drain the enemy's resources, especially the magic arrows that could explode, than the centaurs' losses.

Magic arrows have a terrible lethality for ordinary gnolls in sieges, and can also kill guys like dragons and mammoths, and if they waste magic arrows on centaurs, then the next battle will be a little easier.

The Famine had only received information that the Baltic Empire had joined the war and stood on their side, and they did not know that Francis Drake had also abandoned his previous grievances with the Scandinavians and became an ally of their interests.

A steady stream of supplies was being shipped north to the Norwegian mountains, and it had to be said that famine was a real mistake in this regard, in order to defeat the enemy through attrition.

In addition to transportation services, the North Sea Pirate Kingdom and the Baltic Empire also provided materials for food, equipment, spell materials, potions, unassembled equipment, and more.

This is what makes the city have the courage to fight a final battle here, they have broken away from Siegel and the Scandinavian Empire, and can devote all their energy to how to defeat the enemy.

The serious adverse effects of the lack of intelligence were not yet evident on this battlefield, and the Attila army, which had already completed its retreat, quickly regrouped and launched another attack.

The Gnolls, who had [Acceleration] attached, carrying a sack of gravel and sand on their backs, rushed towards the walls at great speed on all fours, and without the burden of the ladders, they easily dodged the attacks thrown from the walls.

Of course, the sacks were not used to fill the moat, the cold made the moat land, not an obstacle for the attackers, and these sacks were used to pile up a slope.

Since ladders and siege towers are not effective in such an attack, abandon the ladders and siege towers and return to the most primitive tactics, piling a ramp on the ground that can climb the walls.

In the first two expeditions to the west, when there were no ladders and siege towers, the Attila army used this method to capture the city walls, although it required a lot of soldiers' lives, but the fallen cities have shown the effectiveness of this tactic.

Some of the warriors on the city walls had experienced previous expeditions to the west, and they were no strangers to this tactic of the enemy, but they could not find a good way to deal with it.

If the war reaches a certain stage, and those corpses can be dealt with a fire, then there is no good way to deal with these sand and gravel, and the caster must not be allowed to use precious magic to deal with these things.

"Stop throwing stones, stop throwing stones. ”

Suddenly, the herald delivered a strange order to the Scandinavians forbidding them to attack the gnolls below with the stones in their hands.

Of course, the Scandinavians refused to do this, because of the angle, they had no other way to effectively kill the gnolls in the corner than to throw rolling stones.

"Do you want them to climb up on our slings?"

The Herald's words made it dawn on the Scandinavians that the rolling stones they threw would not disappear because they killed the enemy, and in just half a day, a small staircase of rolling stones had accumulated under the city wall of almost half a meter.

Not only that, but they poked their heads out and could see some gnolls behind the boulders that the treants had thrown before, pushing them hard to push them below the walls and become part of the staircase.

These boulders are all polished in order to increase their lethality, but at this time, the spherical body is very convenient for the gnolls, and it is convenient for the gnolls to push these boulders forward.

The Scandinavians tried to stop the gnolls with their javelins, but most of their attacks were blocked by boulders, and they couldn't hurt the gnolls behind them.

As for destroying these boulders, such a stupid method was rejected as soon as it was proposed, and the enemy's casters had not really made a move, and the casters of their own army must not have made a move until they had made a move.

The opponent is also a battle-hardened warrior, and they will easily seize the loopholes that their side inadvertently exposes, and launch a stormy attack.

The city is home to a large number of soldiers and a high number of legends, but lacks a strong man like Siegmund who can act as a fuse and can save the situation again and again in desperate situations.

To this end, what they can do is to reduce mistakes as much as possible, not to give the other party any chance, to respond to all changes, and to deal with the moves.

In terms of the highest-end combat effectiveness, the Scandinavians are indeed inferior to the Atila army, but they also have their own advantages, they can afford to spend two foreign aids, but the other Atila army, in the case of fire in the rear, is not able to consume at all.

"Let the treants change their target to those stones. ”

While the Scandinavians were still discussing what to do, their commander had already found a solution, and as the order was delivered, the Treants joined the battlefield once again after resting.

Throwing the stone balls like bowling, the sound of the collision of the ping pong kept echoing, and the efforts of the jackals were in vain, and the stone balls were colliding with each other, rolling towards a very far place, and the poor jackals who were pushing the stone balls behind were all crushed.

The gnolls who carried them were also affected, and the shaking ground caused them to fall, and they were nailed to the ground with javelins or arrows.

The Treants attacked until there were no stone balls on the field, but the gnolls who had suffered heavy losses did not give up the siege, and with their efforts, a three-meter-high staircase had appeared under the city wall, and at this rate, they could successfully climb the city wall in a day or two.

However, this is only a conservative estimate, and if the plan goes well, even the most stupid trolls will not find such a solution as Scandinavian as a solution.

Perhaps tomorrow, the Scandinavians will find a way to deal with such a tactic, thwarting their attacks as they have done so many times before.

The whining horn sounded again, symbolizing the end of today's war...... After being attacked by the enemy that day, the Attila army raised their vigilance, and they gave up their intention to attack the city at night, because they were afraid, and took advantage of the night when the enemy once again resorted to the way of raiding the Chinese army.

Famine and plague rejoiced more than once, the time of the other party's raid was during the day, and if it happened at night, in the case of the army of Atila, the camp would inevitably be bombed.

Bombing a battalion means that because the soldiers are not commanded and are mentally stressed, they frantically attack the people around them, and carry out this killing without purpose, just like fighting the enemy on the battlefield.

If the camp is bombed, the entire barracks of the Atila army will be destroyed, the personnel will be lost, and all kinds of materials placed in the barracks will not be spared, and at that time, the victory or defeat of this battle will also be decided, and the army without supplies will have to give up this westward expedition and return to the situation of confrontation.

The entire barracks were brightly lit, teams of gnolls who could see in the dark had replaced the centaurs as patrols and guards, and the thunderbirds were hovering behind the sky, alerting them for possible attacks around them.

The Giant Eagle encountered during the day caused the Thunderbird troops to suffer heavy losses, which were only comparable to the losses of the Second Western Expedition, but the situation did not give them time and opportunity to rest, and the orders of famine and plague had to be carried out and enforced.