When the sun in the east completely emerged from the ridge, the offensive and defensive battles of the vast city had entered a white heat.

The creaking crashing car, pushed by a dozen orcs, was heading towards the city gate. Next to each crashing car, hundreds of giants were carrying heavy wooden shields to cover their way.

The rockets on the city walls poured down like a torrential rain, and although most of them were resisted by wooden shields, some of them still burrowed into the crowd, causing a lot of casualties.

This kind of three-edged bone-piercing arrow made of stainless steel, the penetration and lethality are amazing, and what is even more annoying is that once this three-edged arrow is shot into the flesh, it will bleed more than once, and it cannot be controlled at all.

After a while, a crashing car was ignited by this rain of fire, and countless giants could only choose to knock down the crashing car after the attack was ineffective, and hurriedly mobilized the backup from the rear.

The three gates were not all lucky, and when the east and west crashes were destroyed, the tall crash cars in the middle finally reached the gates, and the heavy ironwood trunk was a huge ram, and each impact shook the dust of the city walls.

"Roll the oil, roll the oil ready... When the situation was extremely critical, four or five pots of boiling oil were poured down, and countless orcs were scalded and screamed, and the clever ones supported the wooden shield early, although it could withstand the high temperature of the boiling oil, but it could not resist the follow-up rockets, and after a while, the flames on the wooden shield had been connected, and a scorching smell accompanied by a scream went straight to the sky.

The sun looked at the soldiers on the tower with angry eyes, and shouted in his mouth, "Stone-throwing, a bunch of waste, all the stone-throwing giants have concentrated their fire on the tower..."

With the order of the scorching sun, more than a dozen huge rocks quickly covered the tower, and after the stone chips flew, there was a mess and pieces of dead corpses.

Just as the crashing cart was still silently slamming the city gates, the orcs who were charging forward with the ladders were also approaching the city walls. When the hideous faces of the orcs were clearly visible, suddenly from behind the city wall, there was a dense crashing sound, followed by a large dark cloud flying at high speed.

"Trebuchet... Our trebuchets are attacking..."

The soldiers on the city wall looked up at the stone rain in the sky, and shouted with excitement.

The trebuchet smashed very accurately, because I don't know how many times this kind of maneuver to cover the blow has been done, and where the attacker ran and what angle the trebuchet was adjusted to, it has long been written in textbooks.

The dark cloud of stone bullets rushed towards the charging orcs like a swarm of locusts, and the power could not stop it at all, and the earth was covered with flesh and blood in just one look.

Not only did the stone projectiles flying from the sky smash the orcs' heads, but they also rolled on the ground and crushed their calves. The high-speed impact force pulled blood-colored grooves into the ground like the tip of an iron plow.

"Charge... Everyone accelerates..."There was no shortage of experienced people among the beasts, and they knew that in the face of this trebuchet's blow, there was no other way than to rush to the corner of the attack.

At the call of the veterans, the orcs rushed forward desperately, and as long as they rushed a dozen more steps, they could rush to the bottom of the city wall, where the trebuchet attacked the dead end.

However, just as thousands of fanatical orcs were charging, the two gates on the far left and far right of the Vast City were slowly opened?

Oh my God, are all the soldiers of the Creation Gate crazy? In the face of more than 100,000 orcs, they dare to open the city gate? If it weren't for the great racial difference, Jiaoyang really suspected that there were his own spies in the city.

"Crazy... Is Shi Zhongxing crazy..."

Moon Shadow's shouts did not stop, and suddenly countless cavalry rushed out from the slowly hanging city gate, accompanied by a rain of javelins, sweeping away all the orcs around the cavalry.

"The hunter's cavalry counterattacked... Blizzard's cavalry counterattack..."

"Damn, these arrogant cavalrymen are actually fighting bravely in front of giants, and they dare to go out of the city to fight..."

No matter how surprised the sun and moon shadow were, no matter how wide the patriarch's mouth was, there was no doubt about what was happening in front of them, and there was no time to react.

There are two cavalry tides, one on the left and one on the right, and there are actually 20,000 people. And these cavalry smashed into the beast crowd right under everyone's noses.

The strong red-scaled horse is worthy of being the descendant of the dragon horse, and the cavalry with heavy armor is worthy of the most elite sword division corps. When the cavalry tide rushed into the beast crowd, everyone clearly saw that countless tall orcs were actually knocked into the sky like kites, and they flipped several times in mid-air before falling to the ground.

The impact of the heavily armored cavalry is huge, especially after the speed of the horse has been increased. In just one shot, tens of thousands of orcs were actually chiseled through.

At this time, Shi Zhongxing was standing on the tower nervously watching the battle. He doesn't know the bottom of his heart now, how many chances can he have of winning the gambling plan he made overnight?

What's more, it is his son Shi Meng and nephew Hou Wen who lead these two cavalry groups, if you don't worry, it's definitely a fart, but the current battle situation is like this, if your son doesn't go into battle, don't think about morale.

Shi Zhongxing's plan is very bold, in his plan, first use the rain of stones to disrupt the rhythm of the orcs' attack, and then Shi Meng and Hou Wen each led 10,000 cavalry elites to attack from the east and west gates, no need to go deep, only need them to increase the speed of their horses, and make a charge on the cross-section of the entire battlefield.

Shi Meng went out of the east gate, and then returned to the city from the west gate, and Hou Wen was the opposite, after a charge from the west gate, he immediately returned from the east gate.

"Quick, you have to be fast... Everyone's horse speed must not stop, and if someone is alone, no one should go to save him... Those who are left alone will sacrifice their lives for righteousness..."

"Child, you have to remember that the greatest use of cavalry is to create chaos, and it is definitely not to entangle with the enemy and to undermine morale... Remember, morale is the main thing..."

Shi Zhongxing's admonition before leaving is still echoing in the ears of Shi Meng and Hou Wen, the two young masters don't dare to be careless at all, their 20,000 cavalry looks like a lot, but in the eyes of the orcs outside the city, it is really not enough to see.

"Accelerate, accelerate... Don't use weapons to hit them with a war horse, you must wait for my orders..."

The two young masters took the lead, and during the charge, they did not forget to tell the cavalry behind.

I have to say that Shi Meng and Hou Wen are still reliable, and the 20,000 cavalry are even more reliable, it should be said that the core essence of the two forces is condensed here, and this cavalry assault is really beautiful.

The war horses are galloping, tens of thousands of cavalry are cooperating as a whole, and the two cavalry iron streams are gradually closing towards the city gate in the middle like two pincers, and at the moment when they are about to close, the two young masters shouted in unison.

"Javelin preparation... Shoot..."

The words fell, the javelins rose, and 20,000 cavalry threw 20,000 javelins at the city gate at the same time, where there were thousands of orcs who were desperately slamming into the city gate.

When the black javelin covered the past, the miserable scene even the giants couldn't bear to watch.

It's so miserable that thousands of orcs have become minced meat all over the place, and there are even signs of developing towards meat puree. With the javelin of the swordsmith's vitality attack, the power can be imagined, and it is easy to penetrate the two giants.

At this time, Hou Wen was a little nauseous and wanted to vomit, he suddenly remembered a famous snack in Tiandu City's 'Peeing Cow Ball', and he clearly remembered that the beef used in that snack was beaten raw with wooden sticks. A whole piece of beef turned into a delicate puree under thousands of blows.

How similar the scene is now! 20,000 iron javelins poked at the bodies of thousands of orcs, and it is strange that there is no flesh.

The mutations on the battlefield made everyone stunned, in fact, it didn't take much time for the two cavalry tides to go out of the city to the meeting, but in this short moment, the two cavalry tides pierced the military formation of at least 30,000 orcs, killing and injuring countless people, driving countless people, and even the thousand orcs at the city gate turned into meat in an instant.

When the tragedy happened in front of the eyes of Moon Shadow, the god of the Vast Mountain could no longer sit still, and he shouted angrily, "All the pants rush with me..."

With a shout, Moon Shadow's figure vanished into thin air, swooping down on the cavalry like a ghost.

Moon Shadow was already going crazy, and the distance of more than a thousand meters rushed over in just two breaths, and at this time, the two teams of cavalry had just staggered their horses.

"Die... "Moon Shadow's knives and bone needles shot out in all directions like a torrential rain, and when countless cavalry fell off their horses, Moon Shadow actually rushed to the top of the cavalry, rolling over the crowd like a spirit monkey.

Moon Shadow's body is worthy of being the first in the vast mountain, and when his toes are on top of your head, he has already rushed several meters away before you can raise your head. But when you want to bow your head, you will suddenly find that a blood line appeared in your throat without knowing when, and the splattered blood drained all your strength, and death came so quickly.

The moon shadow of the killing rose and suddenly flew out of his arms, two grasping ropes, the grasping ropes wrapped around countless heads like poisonous snakes, and with a slight twist, the big head fell to the ground.

Just as Moon Shadow was majestic, he never expected that Shi Meng and Hou Wen were looking at him with fire-breathing eyes.

Grabbing rope, what a familiar grasping rope. Isn't this a fucking grip for Driftfire? Who else in the world has such a weird thing except Driftfire and his Skywalker troops.

It's broken, the Flowing Fire is definitely in an accident, how can the rope be in his hands?

They didn't dare to believe it, but they couldn't help it. The ironclad evidence is here. We are reluctant to give this set of grabbing ropes and flowing fire, so how can we give you this orc?

"The stray fire is dead... The fire must have been killed by the orcs..."

"Damn brute, you're going to die here today..."

The two young masters shouted at the same time, and at the same time jumped up from their horses and pounced on the murderous Moon Shadow.

This was a mess, all the cavalry were at a loss, and just as they were about to rein in their horses' heads to support the young master, suddenly the two young masters commanded loudly.

"All the soldiers returned to the city as planned... Violators are evicted from the house...."

It was a worse punishment than execution, which was to expel all the men and women of their families, and the soldiers would rather be put to death than to be subjected to such punishment.

But do you really want to give up the young master?

"Waste, you can only get in the way if you stay, and we can only let go when you leave... Hurry up and get out of here..."

The two figures, in the midst of a terrible shout, rushed towards the moon shadow in mid-air, without hesitation.