Since Danas had decided to open the city to meet the enemy and engage the orcs in close combat, the city had become a relatively safe place. After www.biquge.info Mograini made this judgment, he persuaded Alsace to return to the city. Arthas also wanted to see what the orcs were doing, so he went to the city.

On the rampart, Ricks was standing behind a battlement, through a gap in the battlement. When Arthas came up, the lieutenant of the Fort Rapids militia regiment was retracting his head from the walls. Not paying attention to Arthas's party standing in the corner, Riske quickly gave the order for the archers to assemble in the middle of the wall above the city gate.

The walls of the fortress of Dammud are in the shape of a semi-circular arc, covering the entire head of the Sador Bridge, but there is only one gate, no matter how wide it is. The reason why Danas wanted to open the city to meet the enemy was to gather the orcs in one place. After all, with the city gate wide open, the orcs, who are not good at using siege equipment, will definitely adopt a simpler and more convenient method of attack - directly attacking the city gate.

Hand-to-hand combat with orcs at the gates may seem like they may result in more casualties, but in reality, it is much more beneficial to humans. If the forces were scattered over the city and the steel gates were lowered at the same time, it would indeed be only necessary to cut the ropes that were thrown up, and it would be impossible for these orcs to easily ascend the city, and these savage and clumsy monsters might soon abandon this surprise attack on the fortress of Dammod.

But according to the plan of the Alliance's higher-ups, soon the Human Alliance will launch a general attack on the orcs. In this case, if you can use Dammod Fortress as a decoy before the general attack to attract the orc army to fight a war of attrition with the humans here, you can effectively reduce the difficulty of the field battle that the human alliance will inevitably encounter in the general attack.

The orcs' first unsuccessful assault on Dammod Fortress and successive setbacks under Ironforge have caused them to change their battle plan and try to abandon attacking human and dwarven structures. After that, neither the human nor the dwarven armies found much of a good opportunity to kill the orcs, and once out of the fortress, the dwarves were hard to beat the able-bodied invaders in the wild, while the humans were slightly weak.

As a member of the alliance's military leadership, Danas deeply knows that the next general attack will not be an easy job, so he does not hesitate to take the opportunity of this defense battle of Dammod Fortress to effectively consume part of the orc forces. After all, fighting a tug-of-war here is what humans want to see. In the Stormgard Kingdom/Barracks on the other side of the Sadol Bridge behind them, there are already countless warriors waiting to fill this fortress that could become a meat grinder for life.

"Pull ~bow~" Ricks nervously looked out of the walls as he gave the archers the order to draw their bows. More than 1,000 longbowmen, with uniform movements, pulled out their bows and arrows in unison, and the tips of the arrows were facing the sky at a forty-five degree angle. Beads of sweat were dripping from his head, and he slowly counted the pace of the orcs under the walls as they charged towards the fortress.

"Triple Burst Ready~~" Riske dragged out his voice. If a peasant picks up a bow and arrow, although it is possible to kill someone, it is impossible to carry out orders wholeheartedly in such a tense atmosphere where the enemy is clearly not visible, instead of letting the bowstring out of his hand.

Riske's right hand was raised high, and suddenly waved in the air: "Release!" With this order, more than a thousand archers lined up in four rows on the vast city head shot their bows and arrows that had been on the string for a long time, and quickly used their right hand to find two arrows in succession from the quiver, and the longbow held in his left hand remained in its original position, and quickly set up the arrows and stretched the strings, and shot their second and third arrows in almost the same posture.

Longbow triple shot, this is a long-range attack often used by the army defending the city when facing the enemy's assault front. By observing the enemy's pace, experienced officers can instantly determine the timing of the archer's arrow, so that the arrows that are thrown high into the air and then fall down can be poured over the enemy's head the moment the enemy steps into range.

Three shots, because beyond this number, the enemy's army should have deviated from the position just now by some distance and need to be repositioned. It can be said that such a tactic only requires the archers to have a strong psychological quality and be able to execute orders well, and all the heavy tasks of aiming, judging and grasping the timing of the arrow are concentrated on Ricks alone, and it is no wonder that he is so nervous that he is sweating profusely.

Three waves of arrows, no more than two seconds apart, drew a perfect parabola in the air, and then fell above the heads of the orcs who had just stepped into range, and the tinkling sound sounded like raindrops. The orc's iron-making skills are not outstanding, and the human armor captured from Stormwind's armory is difficult to fit on the orc warriors because of the model.

However, the orcs had other ways to strengthen their defenses - since the iron was not good, it would be better to increase the thickness. The shoulder armor and cuirass on the orcs are twice as thick as the standard plate armor of the human army. Of course, this also brings other problems, that is, it is inconvenient for orcs to wear helmets.

This is not a very good habit, and the orcs of the Dragonroar Clan and the Black Fang Clan have suffered enough. Most of the arrows that hit their shoulders bounced off the ground, but some of them went deep into their skulls from the heads of the orcs.

Especially the orcs who looked up out of curiosity, sharp arrows shot through their eyes, pierced through the soft back of their heads, and these huge green-skinned monsters, unable to even make a muffled grunt, fell to the ground softly, and were trampled into the soft soil of the wetland by their followers.

Ricks stood on the battlements, watching the orc vanguard who had been baptized by the rain of arrows, brandishing their rudimentary but heavy weapons, shouting and charging towards the gates. "Free fire!" Ricks gave the order to the archers on the city wall, and more than a thousand archers quickly dispersed, in groups of several people, occupying the gap in the wall battlement, and sniping point-to-point at the orcs below the city.

Ricks then summoned the infantry who were still at the head of the city and ordered them to line up in a phalanx in the open space in the middle of the fortress, after all, there was no work left on the city to do with them. Watching his detachment of men swiftly descend through the stairs and gondolas into the courtyard, Ricks clenched his fists and muttered in his heart that the Holy Light would bless Prince Danas and that Prince Danas would be safe and sound.