On the street, the doors and windows of the houses on both sides are all closed. All the shops and taverns have ceased to close, and there is a sense of imminent war throughout the city.

Since this kind of siege would occur almost every two or three years, the experienced defenders had already prepared the food and supplies in the city.

The armies of orcs and humans are not the same.

Under normal circumstances, the morale problem of the ordinary human army in the era of cold weapons will occur if it is more than 1o%, and it will basically be scrapped if it exceeds 3o%.

After all, there is still a distinction between soldiers in the so-called troops.

Elite soldiers, such as the Knights.

Professional soldiers, standing armies such as city defense forces, standard soldiers.

The semi-professional militia is similar to the tuntian soldiers, who work and cultivate in peacetime and conduct regular military training. Daily anti-theft, war is in full swing. Downwind and waves, against the wind.

The temporary conscription auxiliaries, who collapsed at the touch of a button, were enough to cheer up, and most of the time they were non-combatants who worked as coolies. And the number accounts for more than half of the entire army.

This is also a simple explanation of why a unit is in a state of collapse when it reaches 3o% of battle losses. The top of the sky that can fight is 5o%, and the first to suffer losses in normal battles must be the combatants.

If listed separately, elite troops such as the Knights will be more resistant to pressure, 3o% semi-disabled need to rest, and the battle damage rate of holding on to the collapse can be close to about 6o%. The anti-pressure standards of professional soldiers in the era of cold weapons are similar to the international standards of modern troops, and it can be said that they are more courageous in the face of blood.

Orcs are completely different, on the one hand, the orcs are organized in a tribal unit, which is very chaotic, and many times there is no distinction between war and auxiliary. In a sense, it is true that the wolf cavalry will be more brave, and the orcs who do not have wolf horses are classified as infantry except for spellcasters such as shamans and old and weak women and children.

In the field battle, the wolf cavalry pushed through in a chaotic manner, followed by the infantry eating ashes. During the siege, the infantry rushed up in a swarm to attack the city.

Even with powerful orc warlords who have the most say, the fact that coordination between the various tribes is inconvenient has not been alleviated.

Orcs are more determined to fight than human professional soldiers, and they can be said to be brute brave. Objectively speaking, orcs usually don't show up until more than half of their adult warriors have lost. Retreats are decided by tribal chiefs according to the situation of their tribe, and many times chiefs want to retreat, but they cannot notify their subordinates. After all, the competition between the orc tribes is also fierce, and the chiefs have lost too many elites. With inadequate instructions, it is difficult for these hot-blooded orc soldiers to tell what their own troops' battle loss rate is until the battle becomes clear.

So, every time Sandaba fights against the Orcs' winter attack, it's usually not pleasing to both sides.

On the Sandaba side, it was a complete loss, and there was no benefit at all. Perhaps some lucky people get good military feats as the only consolation.

On the orc side, it is actually a problem of shortage of supplies in winter.

Tribes that struggle to feed most of their members in winter will participate in this siege, which can plunder some food on the one hand, and reduce the population on the other, which is also a means of power shuffling between orc tribes.

It can be said that regardless of victory or defeat, the entire population of Northland orcs will benefit on the whole.

Whenever Sandaba had to deal with the troubles of this custom, he would concentrate all the grain from the surrounding farms in underground warehouses, enough for the whole city to eat for half a year.

Then gather as many people from the surrounding villages as possible to Sandaba.

The city itself often exports weapons to members of the Silvermoon Federation, and the dwarven artisans here produce a steady stream of weapons, armor, and arrows, so equipment is not a problem at all.

……………… Walls..................

Dorag looked down from the observation window next to the tower, where a large number of orcs were cutting down trees outside the city, which were used to make all kinds of simple siege equipment in preparation for tomorrow's attack. Farther away, tents made of animal skins had been erected, and while still a bit of a mess, they seemed at least much more disciplined than the orc tribes he had seen before.

"Is there a warlord, it's really lively on your side every once in a while?"

"I'd rather not have this kind of excitement," heard Dorag's teasing, and Heim, in chain mail, smiled bitterly, "Large orc tribes usually number in the tens of thousands, and small ones have a few hundred. There are also twenty or thirty tribes, large and small, and this year's warlords don't seem to be good. ”

Warlords, usually the leading orcs in powerful tribal confederations, would call themselves so.

"You're just waiting for them to build ladders and catapults to attack? Do you need me to bother? ”

"You're our secret weapon," Heim shook his head, then clenched his fist fiercely, "I'd rather you raid and break their backbones when their morale is high!" ”

"It's a good idea......"

In the face of this army, Dorag is not without a way to defeat the other party. But that will take a lot of time, think about it, even if the other party is a native of cold weapons, only one bomber, how much effort it will take to blow up tens of thousands of people. Ah, if you calculate it in half, it's also twenty or thirty thousand, and that's not counting the goblin and kobold tribes who are making a lot of fun.

Dorag began to miss his Ultimate Dragon Mode "Shattering Exploding Wind Bomb". When it comes to cleaning up miscellaneous soldiers, neither the Light Dragon nor the Dark Dragon is an opponent of the Ultimate Dragon.

The Dark Dragon's attack range is the smallest, after all, the Dark Dragon's breath is not a long-range high-energy ray like the "Destroying Miè's Jet of White Light". The Dark Dragon's breath is a special stance that can be a 12ft cone-shaped space, or a 5ft*5ft*36ft cylindrical space, with the advantage that it is more difficult to resist.

Of course, although the range of the Hurricane Bomb, which sweeps through the atmosphere like a hurricane, is very domineering, it is meaningless in the face of powerful individual targets.

"According to the progress of these guys' work, they can start attacking by noon tomorrow at the latest." Heim estimated the enemy's workload and said, "Today is the last quiet night, try to give all the soldiers a good rest." When the battle is deadlocked, I hope you can give them a hard time. ”

"Before that, I disguised myself as an ordinary dragon vein warlock, and fought remotely with a spellcaster like a shaman on the other side?"

"If you wish." Heim shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'll arrange for the guards on duty, maybe you can take a break to take a break, you know that we'll all be busy from tomorrow onwards"

It's been a long time since I've had a good night's sleep...... I'm afraid that only the Milky Way can understand the pain of Dorag.

Speaking of the galaxy, what is he doing now?

……………… Galactic Occasions..................

At this time, the Milky Way, which was remembered by the villagers, worked hard to carry out snow-capped mountain descent on the peaks of the Nether Mountains.

After getting lost in the hilly region, he first moved towards the Nesser Mountains in the south. Because he was going to find Third Brother Cui, according to previous information, he should be near the "Orc Outlaw Pass" on the banks of the Ruiwen River.

On the way, every hour or so, he stuck his knife in the ground and placed a stone at the end of the projected shadow. After 15 minutes, place a stone at the end of the new shadow. The line that runs through the two stones is the east-west line. The first point is west and the second point is east, so as to determine the direction of the cross.

It wasn't until he left the hills and arrived at the huge Nether Mountains that he stopped doing this direction and walked towards the Nether Mountains with all his heart.

In fact, it is a foolish thing to cross the Nesser Mountains to the Raven River Valley, and if you go out of Sandaba, you can walk along the Raven River to reach the "Orc Pass" at the eastern entrance of the valley; If you go out of Silvermoon City, you can also follow the Ruiwen River and enter from the "Elward City" at the western entrance of the valley, and you can almost see Trist through most of the valley.

Unfortunately, due to the compression of the space for action by the orc tribe, the galaxy had to leave the Raven River for a while, and finally had to choose to cross the Nether Mountains. After all, heading west, I'm afraid it's hard to leave the area before the first snow arrives, and the weather is getting colder and colder these days.

The peaks of the Nether Mountains are covered in snow, and the uneven structure and layered layers of snow can lead to avalanches. Strong winds, steep slopes, and fresh snow are all factors that contribute to avalanche heights. The Milky Way is as far away from the snow as possible. Only when it is judged that it is safe for him to lie down on the snow and stick his axe into the snow to control the degree of precipitation of the snowy mountain.

He had to get to a lower altitude to spend the night before nightfall, and although he would love to leave the high altitude right away, the timing was unrealistic. The north wind was bitter, and the Milky Way rested once in the middle of the slopes on the back side of the Nether Mountains, and then spent almost half the day to reach the summit in one go.

Staying at the high altitude on the north side in such cold weather would have been miserable, and the Galaxy decided to reach the warmer south side of the mountain in one day, even if it was a little higher altitude, at least 15 degrees warmer than the north side at the same altitude.

The ice fields are formed by the melting snow in the summer, and the ravines of the ice fields are actually the way down the mountain, but this kind of gullies exposed to the surface are not safe, and unlike the snowfall, the ice fields are difficult to control the degree of fall. There is an ice cave near the waterfall of the glacier, which is a dangerous claustrophobic environment, but it can buy a lot of time and is much safer than the exposed ice.

He pointed his hand to the sun, and the width of his finger measured how long it would take for the sun to set, and the sun was about 15 minutes from the horizon for one finger and 1 hour for 4.

Because the time in many worlds is not measured by watches, for example, some worlds are 18 hours a day, so the Galaxy does not use watches as a standing item, and it is good to buy a local one first in the world that needs a watch. However, at this time, Galaxy still misses the standard measurement tool of watches, because Ferry is also a 24-hour clock, but he can't buy a watch.

Less than two hours after nightfall, the Milky Way decisively entered a tunnel of ice, which melted quickly when it met water, often causing icebergs to capsize. There were some dangerous crevasses in the ice, and he had to descend in the ice cave with great difficulty, which allowed him to reduce the altitude by 9oo meters in half an hour. This made the ambient temperature around him rise by 5~6 degrees, although it was very hard, but it was earned.

Then, like a groundhog, the Milky Way dug a hole in the windswept snow, burrowed into the snow, and sealed the exit with the dug snow, leaving only a small vent. Then he dug a "cold well" in this cold snow cave, let the cold air sink, and store it in the zài cold well.

Raise the surrounding temperature as much as possible, although the galaxy at this time is not considered human, but because it is "human weirdness", it is also "afraid" of cold.

Relieved that he had found a place to settle down before dark, he took out a kettle from his arms. This kettle was previously filled with snow on the top of the mountain. He kept it inside his coat so that he wouldn't get frostbite from the warmth of his body. With the activity, the snow will melt naturally. This is the time to quench your thirst, and although it is troublesome, eating snow directly is likely to cause frostbite and lower your core body temperature.

Drinking snow water and eating jerky, I can only spend this night like this, and the snow-capped mountains at night are very terrible.

Galaxy decided to look for the stream down the mountain tomorrow morning, because the stream will eventually flow to the big river, and if you walk along the water, you will always encounter humans...... Or at least the inhabitation of intelligent beings. And, the creek also means finding some fresh food.

But it's a pity.,Tonight will still be a nightmare with the sea girl happily played.。

"Ahhh......h I just want to get a good night's sleep! ”

……………… A certain snake ..................

Galaxy...... Before I knew it, I had grown into a strange child

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