Arrows, strings, archery, hiding. Velendu doesn't know how many shooting maneuvers he's repeated since he was assigned to the southwest corner of the Indomitable City. He did not dare to poke his head out of the walls, as a headless corpse, still shaking unconsciously, clearly reminded him of this, that he had been killed by the massive stone thrown by the apostles below the city. Bloody wreckage and rubble fell into the city.

The city probably couldn't hold it. Wei Lun looked around him blankly, two of the three stone throwers on his side had been destroyed so far, and the operator of the remaining one had also been killed. It is clear that there is no combat effectiveness anymore. More than half of the defenders on the city wall have already suffered casualties, and only more than 20 ordinary soldiers with a strength of more than 100 people remain, and the knights who were temporarily pulled up the city wall were killed and wounded because they were not familiar with foot combat. Ranged units like themselves have been devastated. There is no such thing as a "professional" shooter around him except himself.

The indomitable city of St. Sophi was founded in 720 of the Kaiyuan calendar, and has a history of nearly 1,300 years. In the turbulent era of the Kaiyuan Dynasty, St. Sophie was war-torn but still stood proudly in the southeast of the continent. In the 34th year of the continental calendar, in the anti-aggression war against the Danmos Empire, instead of being forced into the territory of the Danmos Empire like other countries, it relied on the capital of the kingdom to completely repel the attack of the Danmos people. Although it is inevitable that it will eventually become a vassal state, it still enjoys a great deal of autonomy. After this battle, St. Sophie was crowned with the honorary title of the Indomitable City.

It's just that it seems that this indomitable city still can't escape the fate of destruction? Viren subconsciously touched the quiver behind him, and there were only about five or six arrows left. The few archers who had died in the surrounding area still had some intact quivers left. But in order for Viren to get those quivers, he had to pass through a smashed wall. In this way, Viren is not only in danger of stumbling and falling under the city walls, but also completely exposed to the eyes of the evil people who call themselves "apostles" under the city. As long as one is not careful, the corpses of soldiers who lost their lives on the city wall are a good example of Velon.

What to do? Do you continue to shrink behind the walls and wait for almost impossible reinforcements to come to your aid, or the end will come? Or muster up the courage to try and see if you can get your hands on those all-important quivers? The hand of war does not stop because of his thoughts, and even for a second, the huge stones continue to fall from mid-air, each boulder will fall from the wall with more rubble and the corpses of the unfortunate soldiers who have been hit. The survivors numbly waved their weapons to send the sporadic apostles back to where they were supposed to be.

Spotting a gap, Viren slipped out of the gravel where he was hiding. A group of soldiers who arrived unexpectedly to support provided good cover for Viren's trip, and the arrival of these new forces gave the remaining soldiers a glimmer of hope for survival. Taking advantage of this precious time, Viren flew over the collapsed city wall and picked up a few quivers from the corpses of his dead comrades, and before he had time to pray for his dead comrades, Viren threw himself into the endless battle.

Suddenly, someone slapped Viren on the shoulder from behind, and Velen turned around and saw that he was the captain of the team of fighters who came to support. After only a short while, the armor worn by the captain was already covered with blood. And those newly injected blood also died early. However, the apostles did not retreat in their entirety, and the corpses of the newly fallen apostles on the city walls became the trophies of these warriors. "Archer, I need your help. The captain pointed down the wall to an unusually dressed apostle ten meters away, who looked like a commander, "This should be the commander of this group of bastards in charge of our area, are you sure to kill him?" Before Viren could react, the captain added in a low voice: "You have to be careful, you may be the last archer we have here." The captain spread his hands helplessly and smiled, "If you have any accidents, I will be the only one who will be the archer when I come." I didn't expect to be able to switch from knight to infantry in one day, and I might even pick up an unfamiliar bow and arrow. I think I have to thank the weapons instructors. ”

It seemed like a task that needed to be completed, and Viren knew that it was basically impossible to accomplish this task with his own strength, but what could he do now? Under the cover of the captain and others, Viren chose a hidden and better place, not far from his feet, and the unsuspecting apostolic commander surrounded by his subordinates continuously replenished his army to every need. Viren hesitated for a moment, and slowly pulled the bowstring.

"Master Gnietz. An apostle, who had just returned from the front, reported to the high-spirited apostolic commander, "Our army has now occupied the entire wall of the South-West District. Now there are less than a hundred Terran troops still resisting. It only takes less than a meal for us to completely turn this place into our territory. We will be the first army to occupy this city!" Gnietz was pleased with the situation, his scarlet eyes looking unusually hideous against the backdrop of his fangs. "Hurry up and send two Crushers up and smash down their walls! I can't wait to enjoy their still warm bodies!" The Crushers are an extremely ugly and gigantic monster, they are all war monsters that the Apostles have cultivated and created after a taste of siege warfare. The original stout forelimbs had evolved into a pair of sturdy bone hammers through the intervention of the apostles. Heavily protected by bone armor, they are immune to almost all physical damage. The only downside is its slow movement speed, making it a perfect moving target. But the current situation is undoubtedly the best time for them to use their capabilities.

Seeing the two small hill-like behemoths in the opponent's formation slowly moving towards the city wall, the frightened Viren subconsciously shot the bow and arrow in his hand. There was not much force at all, and when the arrow barely landed on the target, it was lazily grabbed by Gnietz. Suddenly, the apostles' side erupted in bursts of terrible and wicked laughter.

"It's up to you???" As if just a flick of it, the arrow, which was completely powerless just now, was now struck at full speed towards Viren's side like a meteor. In just an instant, the captain, who was still observing the results of the battle, was pierced through the chest through the thick walls and armor. The lifeless body flew a long distance under the tremendous force before crashing into the inner city.

"Cut, shoot crooked. Gnietz sneered disdainfully: "Try to live as long as you can, little worm, and slowly experience the horror." ”