The sturdy minotaur carrying a mysterious metal barrel on his shoulders rushed to the fortifications of Sheffield Town.

Goblins and lizardmen followed suit, like a wave of monsters, roaring in unison, and it was the goblins and lizardmen who rushed to the forefront.

The monsters' charge was not in any formation at all, and the eerie red light flickering on the mysterious metal barrel on the strong minotaur gradually accelerated.

Earl Glenn wielded his bow and arrows, but his wrist trembled. This ancient 'magic' was once seen in the recorded Battle of Kane-Ross, and the Wood Elves suffered heavy casualties under the bombardment of this powerful 'magic'.

Arrows flew from the wooden wall and the outer wings of the wooden fence, most of which were aimed at the strong minotaur, and the wood elf warriors conveyed each other's orders to Earl Glenn on the wooden fence, shouting, "Stop them!" ”

Wave after wave of bangs, the trembling of the backs of longbows, and the pouring of arrows from the wooden fences and walls.

I saw that the wood elf warrior on the edge of the wall had just finished shooting, and after pouring a wave of arrows, he immediately retreated behind him, and the warrior behind him approached the edge of the wall again, and after aiming a little, he shot another wave of arrows.

Several minotaurs were struck by arrows and pounced on their charge, the metal barrels falling from their shoulders rolling to the side. But in the face of the tide of goblins and lizardmen, the arrows flying from the Sheffield walls and fences could not stop their progress. Even the daring lizardmen and goblins worked together to lift the metal barrels that had tumbled to the side and continued towards Sheffield's fortifications, but they accidentally stepped into the weedy spear pit.

"They're still getting closer! Focus on the guy who is carrying or carrying a metal bucket! The nervous Earl Glenn let go of the bowstring, and the trembling Wood Elf arrow flew out of the string, and flew towards the strong Minotaur carrying the mysterious metal barrel on its shoulder, but it did not hit its head, but shot at the shoulder blade of the strong Minotaur who rushed to it, and its body was only slightly tilted by the arrow, making a low mooing sound, but this arrow was not enough to stop it, and the Minotaur who was hit by the arrow seemed to become more and more violent, but rushed faster in the direction of the North Town Gate, prompted Earl Glenn to twist the arrow again.

Just as Earl Glenn drew his bow and took aim, the minotaur's arm was hit by another arrow, but the strong minotaur seemed to have inexhaustible brute strength, and the two arrow wounds were not enough to stop its furious advance.

Earl Glenn's heart was already hanging in the air, and he observed that the strong minotaur with two arrows in his body had not stepped on any of the traps planted outside the town, and even more importantly, it was rushing under the town gate, which happened to be the shooting blind spot and blind spot of the fortification position where he was located.

"Warriors near the town gate, kill the beast near the town gate!" The Wood Elf warriors on the wooden wall could already hear the minotaur whispering. In their panic, their reloading slowed down.

The red light on the metal barrel it was carrying had begun to flicker violently, as if it would ignite the Terrian's Death Flame in an instant.

"Be sure to hit!" Extremely nervous, Glenn pulled the bowstring with all his strength, "Warriors on the town gate, get out of there!" ”

With a smack, the arrows flew out of the wooden wall after flying for a short distance. Glenn was shocked, and then looked at the compound wood elf longbow in his hand, as he expected, the bowstring had been completely broken due to his excessive force.

The Minotaur who rushed to the bottom of the gate of the town gate was finally shot to the ground by the Wood Elf warriors, and the falling metal barrel fell under the gatehouse and slowly rolled towards the town gate.

"Didi" can already be heard from the strange and fierce cries of the metal barrels.

The Wood Elf warriors on the gatehouse of the town gate froze in place, and only one or two daring ones jumped off the gatehouse.

"Get down!" In desperation, Glenn grabbed the captain of the guard by the shoulders and threw himself on the ground on the wooden wall.

The wooden walls of Sheffield's North Town Gate suddenly began to shake violently, and then Glenn felt the whole world before him begin to spin, and the loud noise hit his ears, until the last two ears were filled with a shrill clamour, and the humming sound gave him a splitting headache.

Moments later, waves of scorching fire swept over his head at great speed, and he smelled a scorching smell. Immediately afterward, one invisible force after another seemed to spread outward from the center of each explosion, almost tearing him off the shaking wooden wall, and he could still feel that these invisible forces seemed to pinch every organ in his body, and a salty smell gushed out of his mouth for some reason.

He threw away the longbow he still held in his hand and tried to get up, but the scattered bones made it a luxury. He had to gasp and crawl on the ground, the air around him was as warm as the height of summer, and his vague vision saw the vague misery up close, and the bloody stumps splattered everywhere - the wooden walls were mottled with blood, and the black ash fell from the sky on the back of Glenn's hand. The shooting hole on the wooden wall shot into the red flame light, he held on to the wooden wall along the wall and struggled to prop up his body, looking at Sheffield's North Town Gate and outside the town, twelve fireworks clouds rose from the ground, the hideous pit set fire to all the surrounding trees, and the crater was surrounded by countless charred corpses, and the goblin that was still alive for the time being was like a flame elf, screaming wildly and ending its life. Everything outside the town was shrouded in rising heat, making the scene look dreamlike, as if Glenn had fallen into the abyss of hell in his dreams. The 'walls' of fire are everywhere.

"It's horrible. This is the Death Flame of the Trians" The power was flowing back into Glenn's body little by little, and his numb legs gradually felt the blood flowing.

The North Town Gate had been wiped out in the violent explosion, the wooden walls and wooden fences connecting the town gate had been blown down, and the rising flames of death had flooded the explosion and spread wantonly, and the wood elf warriors who had been stationed there had already turned into a hideous white skeleton in the flames.

"What evil magic" The surviving captain of the garrison staggered to his feet from behind Earl Glenn, who was not much better off than Earl Glenn, already covered in blood. Looking at the devastation and skyrocketing fire in Sheffield North Town, his eyes were terrified: "My Forrest, what have they done." They have destroyed our first line of defense! ”

Outside the walls of fire, it was as if a dark shadow was about to force its way through the barrier of flames. On the wooden wall, only a few dozen Wood Elf warriors staggered to their feet after the explosion, their eyes full of confusion and panic, their dead comrades bleeding from their ears and noses, and even more charred stumps still sparkling.

"They're on the offensive in all hands!" Earl Glenn patted his drowsy head and pointed to the wall of fire rising north outside the town. A minotaur burst through the burning wall of fire, a white snort erupting from the nostrils of the black hole, flapping its muscular chest and holding its giant decapitator aloft, showing its bravery to Sheffield's defenders in a low moo. Time did not allow Glenn to hesitate for a moment, Glenn looked around and suddenly shouted: "The first line of defense has been breached, retreat to Sheffield Town!" Be quick! ”

More minotaurs armed with giant decapitator axes poured out of the flames, marching recklessly on the charred corpses of their allies.

Earl Glenn, under the cover of more than a dozen terrified Wood Elf warriors, climbed off the wooden wall, gathered a little under the wooden wall, and retreated to the woods behind the town wall of Sheffield Northtown.

The minotaurs also quickly broke through the bombed Sheffield North Town Gate. Behind the dozens of Wood Elf warriors led by Earl Glenn were in hot pursuit.

"Liberas!" Stout trees would normally serve as tree towers, and Glenn looked up at the treetops in the forest, where he could clearly hear the crash of the nested locks on the back of the giant decapitator axe as it swung.

"Whoosh!" The arrows that fell from the sky were so precise that the minotaurs who were chasing Earl Glenn were barely able to parry the cold arrows from their heads.