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If it weren't for the ability to bewitch with talent, if he wasn't strong enough to ignore the strength of most people, Ling Qi knew that he wouldn't be able to command a decent war at all, and maybe not even a qualified lord.

The only advantage he has over unqualified lords or generals is that he has long had a heart that is calm to the point of almost coldness after being otherworldly, and knows how to make the best use of things and make the best use of people.

For example, he previously positioned the militia regiment on cannon fodder, but this does not mean that he wants to see them consumed plainly.

It's not really a special idea, it's like you have a bunch of rotten money in your pocket, and you may try to spend it instead of storing it, but you don't want to just throw it in the trash.

Toilet paper must be wiped over the butt before it can be thrown, and cannon fodder must also play the value of cannon fodder.

The madness and tyranny had not yet spread among the militia groups on the inner city wall that were beginning to get out of control, and the sad songs on the outer city wall had not had time to sing, only to see Ling Qi suddenly leap violently from the head of the city, like a strange frog bounced to a height of more than ten meters, and then drew a parabola, and landed on the outer city wall twenty or thirty meters away.

All the soldiers who saw this scene were directly stunned by his actions, whether it was the front line or the rear.

"Great, sir, he..."

Bob was dumbfounded, he had never seen Ling Qi show such an inhuman side, and his behavior was completely out of touch with the aristocracy who cared about grace and personal safety.

"Shut up! Adults have their own plans! You just have to do what you want!"

"Wait for orders without orders, don't make noise, and don't make your own decisions!"

Quinn coldly reprimanded, in order to calm the waves in his heart.

This is Middle-earth, jumping more than ten meters high, don't you want to be so exaggerated!

Bob was incoherent, and I don't know if he listened. He turned to look around, only to realize that the soldiers around him, especially the witch guards and iron guards, were obviously much more receptive to such a thing than him. They had largely regained their composure, except for a small amount of surprise and adoration in the eyes of some of the guards and militiamen. He tried to show his composure, but ended up looking even more strange and flustered.

Ling Qi stood still, looked at the orc army outside the city, and the fifteenth armored ogre walked out of the woods farther away, it was the tallest, nearly five meters, but the shortest one was more than three meters.

There are no more monsters behind the fifteenth ogre, but another group of orcs trotting out with siege ladders on their backs, and they are probably waiting for the ogre to clear their way!

The enemy's preparations were a little more thorough than Ling Qi had expected, and it seemed that they did not intend to be tempted, and were about to attack directly.

That's right, to deal with a small town, generally speaking, a regular army of 1,000 people is enough, it should be said that it is more than enough, not to mention more than a dozen armored ogres.

Ogres and trolls are almost indistinguishable in appearance, but they have a grayer complexion, rougher skin, and are not afraid of the sun. Ling Qi had never heard of this kind of thing before, maybe it was Sauron's new toy, so Ling Qi named them ogres to distinguish them from wild trolls, even if they were really just one kind of thing.

The distance between the dense forest outside the city and the outer city wall was less than two hundred meters, so when the orc army was spread out, the front team had already entered the range of a hundred meters below the city. This distance can be easily shot with a strong bow, and the orcs are really arrogant!

The wolf cavalry stopped on the flank two hundred meters away, where there was a dirt slope to assist in the charge.

They are not too close to the city, and from the top of the city they look like a dense patch of gray straw, and there is absolutely no boundless grandeur when viewed directly from the flat ground. After the smoke cleared, their total number was exposed, and there would be no more than a hundred rides at most!

It seems that this army is really still dominated by infantry, and there are estimated to be six or seven hundred in front of them, most of them are thin and small, and there are some who are particularly tall, those are not half-orcs, but white orcs, excellent breeds in the same race.

The remaining one or two hundred are the legendary Goblin Assaulters, who stay in the rear, just showing their faces, and don't look like they're going to take part in the siege. Presumably, the orcs are also well aware that these little men are of limited help when attacking the city, and their attack range is not even comparable to that of the most ordinary hunters in the human race, and thousands of people can only work together to exert a terrible effect.

The orcs who followed the ogre out of the woods and carried the siege ladder had no intention of stopping, and trotted all the way through the large phalanx along the gap between the military formations, and ran directly towards the city wall.

And at this time, the sound of trumpets came from the enemy formation, which resounded in all directions!

"Hmph! What are you still doing! Attack! Start attacking!"

Ling Qi frowned at the enemy's rhythm, how could anyone start a general attack as soon as he came out, this really didn't take him and Changhu Town seriously.

Hearing his scolding, the militiamen who had just come out of despair reacted one after another, and subconsciously began to throw prisms!

There are not many arrows in the city, but there are many stones, so these militiamen are trained in the relevant aspects, and the accuracy is good.

Of course, some militiamen also carried bows and arrows, which they brought themselves, and Ling Qi did not deprive these people of the right to bring their own weapons and equipment.

He had previously ordered the people in the city to collect their surplus weapons, but allowed them to keep their usual weapons.

Although he likes to strengthen the fighters in his own way and classify them accordingly, he still values their original abilities. It is easier for a mercenary to be strengthened than to train a peasant, who retains his usual weapons, which seem to spoil the appearance of the army, but in fact can completely increase local combat capabilities and exist as the low-level commander of the team.

Angular stones fell, clinking with the rudimentary armor of the orcs.

Aside from the more coincidental ones that hit the top of the head or face of the unhelmeted orcs, the fist-sized stones did very little damage.

The defenders should have had more preparations, such as fire oil, golden soup, rolling stones, and even wooden stakes, but none of these were available in Long Lake. The town had been isolated too early, had been poor for too long, and the enemy had come too quickly to have time to prepare for that. Later, Ling Qi, who was bent on retreating after a few fights, how could he specially prepare something to defend to the death?

In fact, there is not much use and development of foreign objects in the war in the entire Middle-earth, unless it is a very large army, or a large fortress or fortress, whether it is an encounter or a positional battle, most of them still rely on human heads. In this regard, Changhu Town already has an advantage under Ling Qi's tutelage.

While taking out rocks the size of a human head from the storage space and throwing them like cannonballs, he regretted that his time in Changhu Town was still too short. If he had changed to the land of honey, he had specially asked the craftsmen to develop various mechanical mechanisms that combined with radial plane dynamics technology would be enough for these attackers to drink a pot. The only dwarven machine crossbow in Changhu Town, it is not easy to move, ammunition is scarce, and it is still staying in the highest place in the city.

When the first siege ladder leaned against the wall, Ling Qi regretfully found that he had only killed a dozen people, which was too inefficient.

The atmosphere of the battle made him start to become active, not only him, but even those militiamen, gradually broke free from fear, panting with red eyes!

Roar!!!

The first orc to climb the ladder is only halfway there, and the ogre has joined the battlefield!

The three-headed ogre began to trot, their own weight plus armor, the weight was already comparable to that of a mecha in the technological plane, so the initial speed was really not fast, but the inertia was extremely terrifying, and in the final sprint, the ground began to tremble with the sound of footsteps alone!

Ling Qi finally knew that the enemy dared to attack Changhu Town with rudimentary siege equipment! Those ogres themselves were a moving rush!

Looking at the few monsters that leaned over and rushed towards the city gate, Ling Qi resolutely jumped down from the city, and after falling into the herd of beasts, he set off a rain of blood, and then immediately rushed towards one of the ogres!

Some of the soldiers exclaimed, others were used to the lord's astonishing actions.

The front-line fighters gave up the useless stone-throwing attack, which was not weak against the naked units, but when it came into armor, the effect was much worse. Unfortunately, the orcs, who have always been known for their poor equipment, almost all of them wore worn and rusted armor, and two-thirds of them wore helmets. This is already an elite performance among orcs. Perhaps people, including Ling Qi's understanding of orcs, stayed in the realm of wild goblins, how could Sauron rely on them to conquer most of the world!

Some militiamen pulled out their knives and axes and prepared to fight, and some people worked together to push out the ladder that was still a cut higher after setting up the city wall, but the success rate of doing so was very low, and it required a lot of strength, after all, there was a device similar to a barb on the back of the ladder, which would clamp the wall, and the weight of the ladder plus the orcs climbing on it was not light, and the speed of those things climbing the ladder was not slow!

The soldiers on the inner wall stood taller than the outer wall, and more of them had bows and arrows, but they couldn't attack the enemies huddled under the wall.

These men were arranged here to wait for the enemy to climb the wall, or even after the outer wall had been completely occupied, before they could give the other side a head-on blow.

Their numbers doomed them to do only that kind of thing, and the difference between the top and bottom of three or four meters and the horizontal distance of twenty or thirty meters ensured the accuracy of the shooting very well. The long-range troops in Changhu Town have not been formed, and it is simply unrealistic to stand on the front line to kill and injure the enemy's living forces!

In fact, although the role of bows and arrows on the battlefield is important, unless it does reach a certain number, it is mainly used to defeat morale. Otherwise, if you just let the archers stay in the city, you will always be invulnerable, or the dwarves without archers will be wiped out long ago.