It was a bloody and brutal battle, no matter which side it was. Knowing that there was no way out, the soldiers behaved in battle as if they had been two of them before the battle, ignoring the threat of flying spikes that could shoot through their heads, and without hesitation, they used their bows and arrows to shoot at the rapidly approaching Mighty Ape, and at the cost of the lives of nearly half of the archers, these valiant soldiers eliminated at least twenty Demon Apes, and when they finally reached the foot of the city wall, they engaged their opponents in fierce melee combat.

"Archers, aim for those great apes ten meters away!" Salun shouted hoarsely, trying to direct his men to cut off the support of their opponents who were fighting. Approaching the walls, the mighty apes used the armored rhinoceros as a springboard and jumped towards the city, and although the tall walls made most of their efforts fail, some lucky ones managed to put their hands on the edge of the wall. In the course of nearly twenty minutes of fighting, the knight and his men used huge stones and logs, as well as boiling hot oil and spears, to fend off the monsters trying to climb up the city, and knocked about thirty powerful apes back to the ground, which accounted for almost one-sixth of the number of demon apes that attacked.

However, the cost paid by the defenders was just as heavy, and although the Flying Thorns had stopped shooting to avoid accidentally injuring their companions, the stones carried by the Hercules still took a heavy toll on them. These huge apes would take out a stone the size of a human fist from their pockets before each leap, and throw the stone in their hands regardless of whether they could reach the castle or not.

In terms of numbers, the besieging monsters are not dominant: although there is no army, and most of the knights are killed, the original guards in the castle plus those strong male servants, and the recruited guards, this small castle still has seven or eight hundred warriors, and due to the unique topography of the castle, those monsters that lack air power can only attack from the south, and the number of troops invested each time is not much, not counting those reserves, the number of soldiers standing on the head of the city is at least twice as many as the enemy attacking below.

But even the most ignorant of military affairs know that this numerical superiority does not actually affect the battle, not counting the untold number of main forces of Warcraft that are eyeing the rear, even if more than fifteen of those powerful demonic apes are on the top of the city at the same time, there will be no doubt about the battle situation - in the face of these powerful and fierce Warcraft, the militia without strict training can only be regarded as lambs facing the tigers.

"We don't have enough stones!" The bad news finally reached Sarun's ears, and on the eastern section of the wall, the people had thrown all the boulders, and they could now only use their spears to attack the giant apes who were clinging to the walls with their hands, and such attacks often caused the defenders to be taken down by the enraged latter while shooting down the demon ape.

"The first team, go to the east of the city to support. At last, Sarune sent his reserves, and at the same time gave an order to the group of soldiers around him, "Go to the city and move some more stones, and if not, tear down all the houses closest to the walls." The knight's voice was hoarse from the long shouting, and his strength was severely overdrawn, but he still stood on the wall.

"Where's the mage?" Salun finally realized how important Rhaegar was, and with bloodshot eyes, he commanded the attendant standing beside him, "Go find him and tell him that if he wants to help us, now is the time." ”

The territory in which Kohler Castle is located is extremely rare in this region dominated by hills and plains: it is surrounded by a river at least twenty meters deep and tens of meters wide to the east, west and north, which eventually joins the Salmyn-Arro River at least seven or eight meters lower than the towering banks on either side, and the rushing water can even sweep away a bull, and anyone who wants to attack the castle can only do so from the south that is squeezed by the almost circular river for a small part. Because of this, when it was determined that the monsters had no air or water power, almost everyone except for a few soldiers in charge of guarding them turned their attention to the southern wall.

"Can we withstand it?" On the west wall, listening to the sound of battle coming from the south, a young soldier asked his companion uneasily, "Those demonic beasts can't attack the city wall, right?"

His companion, a bearded veteran warrior who had fought several battles, understood the young man's feelings, "We will defeat those monsters," he reassured his companion, "They are just a pack of beasts, perhaps with strange abilities, but they have no intelligence, and their claws cannot climb our walls." ”

These words comforted the young soldier somewhat, but as he looked at the river ahead, a great fear gripped his heart again.

"What's wrong?" asked the bearded old warrior curiously, glancing in the direction his companion was staring. The next moment, this veteran who had almost been killed by the enemy and had killed several enemies with his own hands couldn't help but tremble all over.

"Monster ——!," he shouted, as he scrambled to untangle his horn from his waist and prepare to sound the alarm.

However, before he blew the horn, a huge black shadow had already leaped up from the surface of the river, shooting towards the city like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye, a python at least ten meters long and as thick as an adult fell in front of him.

The python's yellow eyes stared at the soldier without blinking, and under its gaze, the old soldier completely lost the will to resist as if he had been hypnotized, and he lowered his hand to raise the horn, stared blankly into the other's eyes, stiffened, and stood there motionless.

The python soon lost interest in its prey, and with a gentle flick of its tail, knocked out the weapons of the soldiers who were attacking him, and at the same time opened its huge mouth and bit down on the old soldier's head—it had taken a lot of effort to cross the river, and it was time for a small snack.

An invisible giant hand grabbed the python's neck before it could touch its food, and the next moment, without waiting for the python to make any movement, the irresistible force had already thrown it towards the surface of the river, and then, the blood-red ray passed through the night and hit the python's body.