Numerous orcs crouched on the city.

They watched their relatives fight the terrible necromancy not far outside the city, but they could not escape the entanglement of each other. This makes their hearts more and more anxious and irritable.

In the sky, it was the resentful spirits and the harpies who were wrangling to the death.

On the ground, minotaurs, centaurs, and wolf cavalry are fighting the ghouls to the death.

Judging from the situation, the orc warriors are worthy of their heroic prestige, and they are smashing ghouls into blood sauce and meat pieces like chopping melons and vegetables.

However, the mixed troops that went out to rescue were only 400 meters away from the remnants of the orcs not far away, but they were never able to converge.

And at this moment, a fierce battle suddenly broke out inside Dry Water City.

At some point, groups of dark shadow creatures with typical exotic features emerged from the dark corners of Dry Water City and launched a swift attack on all the nearby orcs.

At this moment, it is not the orc women and children who can stay in the city, or the old orc old men who have lost their teeth. They were suddenly confronted with such a ferocious shadow creature, and there were a large number of casualties in almost a single look.

The orcs, who were still worried about the juniors of the tribe outside the city, immediately let out a heart-rending roar, and rushed down from the city in a frenzy, fighting with these uninvited shadow creatures.

Instead of fighting these orcs head-on, a dozen shadow witches relied on their shadow hiding skills to roam around the city. Everywhere he went, he opened a small passage to the shadow plane in the corner of the wall, and summoned a group of shadow creatures whose strength was no more than apprentice.

Every once in a while, there will be some Tier 1 shadow creatures mixed in.

It is obviously an unrealistic idea to rely on these miscellaneous fish to build a fortified city with forty or fifty thousand orcs. But using them to disrupt the orcs' formation is like a fish in water, and the right one couldn't be more suitable.

Orcs are all elemental insulators, except for orc shamans who can drive and summon some elemental powers, the rest of the combat classes are almost all physical attacks. The Dwayne Johnson plane lacks resources, and the orc warriors don't have any magic equipment at all, which makes it difficult for them to quickly kill in groups when facing shadow creatures.

And the unique disregard for defenses of shadow creatures also hurt the orc warriors. And these wounds are attached to the wisps of shadow power, which cannot be healed without being dispelled by the orc shaman.

Therefore, relying on the many shadow creatures, just a dozen Shadow Witches of the 1st and 2nd order have already stirred up the Dry Water City, and the hearts of the people are disheartened.

By this time, the Witches of Death had driven the tide of necromantic corpses across the horizon, drowning the remnants of the orcs and the poor rescue team that were still struggling outside the city.

The huge tide of necromantic corpses did not pause at all, and crashed against the walls of Dry Water City like a black oppressive tide.

Dry Water City has only two gates, east and west, and its towering walls are covered with dense turrets and bastions, and powerful bed crossbows and bursts* peek out of the battlements. The crossbow arrows carried on it are all more than 2 meters long, the thickness of a child's arm, and the crossbow body made of fine iron exudes a cold glow in the bright skylight.

As the tide of corpses approached, a burst of crossbow arrows flew down from the city, piercing through the hordes of dead with a piercing whistle, stabbing them into skewers of meat.

Such a terrifying and terrifying scene, if the besiegers were replaced by humans, I am afraid that they would already be frightened to the point that their hearts and legs would be weak, and their morale would drop wildly. But the necromancy driven by the witches apparently had no problem with this, and even in the dense rain of arrows, they still screamed and pounced on the twelve-meter-high wall.

The walls of the orcs were made of rough and hard boulders, and there were countless spiked stakes pierced by nails. These were originally used to prevent a large-scale beast tide nearby, but they didn't expect to encounter another terrible enemy today, the tide of necromantic corpses.

The black tide of corpses poured under the city walls, clustered into lumps of flesh, and then you pushed me and struggled to climb up. The zombies moved very slowly and moved very clumsily, but as the flesh thickened and thickened, countless wriggling and terrifying undead slowly stretched towards the city.

The orcs who were lying on their stomachs at the head of the city and struggling to throw stones downwards were all blue with horror, and their hands and feet were weak.

Looking down from their perspective, what they see are ugly and hideous and terrifying faces, as well as fierce dead spirits who are desperate to be the first. The necromancers didn't seem to know what to fear, and even in the face of the boulders that the orcs had slammed down or the crossbow bolts that came at them, they still opened their bloody mouths and stretched out their filthy claws to threaten their enemies at close range.

They are not life, but a group of corpses that are free to move under the power of witchcraft!

And being devoured by such a necromancy, even if there is a beast god to take care of it, I am afraid that the soul of the orc will fall to the terrible lower realm to protect the feet.

It is precisely with this realization that for the first time, these devout believers who worship the beast god have a trace of fear from the bottom of their hearts, and they have a strong urge to escape from here!

However, the bloodiness and fierceness of the orc's soul origin neutralized the fear in their hearts, allowing them to attack the necromancers under the city walls in bursts of roars and roars.

Crossbow bolts were being fired, and fire oil was splashing everywhere.

With a rocket, a huge flame suddenly erupted under the city wall.

The whole field was immediately filled with a foul and pungent smell of barbecued corpses, which was disgusting.

Grim, who was watching the battle from behind the tide of corpses, couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

Although the Necromantic Legion is just cannon fodder concocted by the Death Witches, it can't be so wantonly squandered! Plane wars are endless, and if you want to conquer any mature plane, you must be prepared for a protracted war.

Now that the Plane Gate is closed, there are only so many necromancys that the Death Witches have brought into Johnson's plane. The early stage is all consumed, what will you rely on to stop the real army of the Orc Empire in the later stage?

It seems that the tide of necromancy needs to be suppressed.

At Grim's signal, Split Brain Gru once again slowly approached the city wall with the Demon Marksman troops. Once in place, Gru stopped and began to order the archers to rain fire frantically above the walls to suppress the defenders at the head of the city.

The 300 magic shooters equipped with magic ray guns stood in place one by one, and the ray guns in their hands shot out dazzling red rays. 300 scorching rays at a time were enough to cover a section of the city wall area fifty or sixty meters above the city head.

The orcs with the battlements were fortunate enough to dodge the swift attack. And the orcs who leaned out and frantically threw boulders under the city were unlucky, and one by one their bodies were pierced through dense blood holes, and they fell from above screaming.

Orcs are brave, orcs are fearless. Orcs are the toughest and most courageous warriors in the entire Dwayne plane, but that still can't make up for the huge difference in equipment between the two sides.

The orc's equipment was drawn from the barren Northwest Wasteland, where there were no large metal deposits and skilled blacksmiths to craft sophisticated weapons and armor, so it was almost impossible to see well-equipped full-body armor on orc warriors.

The only thing they have is thin hides and big bodies!

Orcs may be powerful, but their bodies are still made of flesh and blood. In the face of the overwhelming scorching rays, they could barely come up with enough equipment to defend against them, except for dodging and wailing in pain.

Hiding in a strong bastion and watching the battlefield, Dawa slammed his fist into the rough rock, shattering the rock and revealing a deep pit of cobweb-like cracks.

"Where did these goddamn witches get so many metal golems...... No, the warriors at the head of the city cannot be allowed to defend themselves under the dense attack of the enemy. Go, let me know the Cyclops that it's time for them to play......"

One of the heralds immediately ran out.

A moment later, somewhere below the city, a group of twelve or thirteen cyclops, led by a giant-eyed king, slowly ascended to the top of the city.

Their appearance immediately attracted the attention of the witches of the city.

Stone-throwing cyclops, they look like they're the only ranged troops on the orc side!

Seeing the cyclops appear, Grim couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

This group of 300 demon archers is the main force he participated in the plane war this time, and if it is damaged in the hands of these cyclops who are at the second level of the second order, I am afraid that Grim will die of distress.

So Grim gritted his teeth and laughed, raised his hand and threw out two demon golem crystal nuclei, summoning two terrifying flame demons with a body as high as 5 meters. And he himself was also transformed into a tall flame demon surrounded by flames in a roar of rage.

Three fire demons appeared in one breath, which also made the eyes around the battlefield focus on Grim.

Under the leadership of Grim, the two terrifying fire demons, one on the left and one on the right, came to the front of the demon archer army side by side, facing the head of the dry city in the distance, and began to summon large-scale red flame pillars, meteor fire showers, and doomsday volcanoes.

Although the attack power of Tier 2 sorcery poses a limited threat to Tier 3 creatures, it is not stingy for mid- and low-tier orcs in the terrifying scenario of the apocalypse.

Meteors of fire rain fell from the high sky, and the impact carried a shockwave of flames, causing terrible damage to the distant city walls. And a pillar of red flame with a diameter of ten meters suddenly exploded somewhere in the city, and it could involve twenty or thirty orc warriors at a time.

Such magical flames flowed across the city walls, and those Rank 1 orc warriors barely had time to call for help before they were incinerated into ashes in the pillars of fire. Only those Tier 2 orcs were able to rush out of the fire with their strong physique, and their bodies were scorched black.

Moreover, the magic flame that ignited did not disappear easily, but attached to the stone and continued to burn, and even ignited the wooden weapons on the city.

The head of Dry Water City was immediately in chaos!