In this war, 2,000 people went out to conquer the south bank and Shuizhu Port, leaving 200 veterans and 500 recruits in the city, and 300 rifled gun guerrillas outside the city.

Alan didn't know how many people survived at the city wall, looking at the scope of the explosion, all the creatures within two hundred meters in diameter were destroyed, and the seven hundred soldiers in the city were estimated to have evaporated.

The good news in the bad news is that Ivan's army of 2,000 people is still outside, and the 300-strong guerrillas he leads have been saved from death, and Tomorrow City still has a chance to turn around.

"Kill them!" The guerrillas followed closely and shot in the woods at plate armor soldiers who did not have extra-thick steel shields.

The lion soldiers staked their whole family into Tomorrow City, and naturally they would not be stupid enough to run back to the forest to encircle and suppress the guerrillas, and the lion soldiers ran all the way forward to the city wall.

The slave army ran first to the blast area, which was the section of the city wall, which had been leveled by the explosion, plus there was not much combustible, and the fire was gone.

After the explosion, there was a lot of melted gray-black liquid on the ground, and large scorch marks spread around the city walls.

The slaves wanted to step on it, but as soon as they stepped on the melted gray-black liquid, the ground immediately made a sizzling sound, and the soles of the orc slaves' feet instantly burned red and scorched.

The heat, the unimaginable heat, the soles of the slave's feet melted through in an instant, and even the bones were burned red.

They rolled backwards in fright, not daring to step over the blast.

This was not an ordinary explosion, but an explosion caused by an extremely hot beam on it, and the terrifying temperature left behind after the explosion had not completely disappeared.

If you want to step through this scorched earth, you need to wait for the ground to cool down, otherwise you will burn the soles of their feet if you step on it.

The regular army in the back was annoyed and did not like the slaves to stop.

They also rushed over, having a clear understanding of the scorched earth after the explosion, and stood in front of the scorched earth to feel the overwhelming heat, and stepped heavily into the scorched earth.

Zilazila, the soles of the plate armor at room temperature are like touching a thousand-degree soldering iron, the soles of the feet instantly retract, and the throat makes a painful sound.

The rest of the plate armor soldiers shrank in fright, and they didn't dare to step in.

The slaves did not dare to go in, their feet had armor shoes made of steel, and they were burned so badly when they stepped in, and the injuries on the soles of their unarmored feet must have been more serious.

"General, as soon as the soles of the slave's feet stepped into the explosion site, the soles of the feet burned through, and the bones were exposed." The soldier returned to the general to report.

The general turned around and secretly reported to the disguised old king in disguise in the crowd of regular soldiers.

The old king was wearing an ordinary lion plate armor at this time, and his beard was stuffed into the plate armor, everything was simple, and his face was also covered with a disguised face.

No one thought that the old king was not in the shield soldiers, but in the crowd of ordinary lion soldiers.

The person who wielded the sword was the dead soldier in the temple, and the old king did not swing the sword himself, just because Allen's marksmanship was too good, so the old king had to hand over the treasure of protecting the country to the dead man.

At this time, the old king also saw the world-destroying divine power of the treasure of the country for the first time, and his heart was fluttering, when he heard the general's report on the abnormality of the explosion site, he frowned, and went through the royal ancestral teachings in his mind.

He remembered that there was a point in the ancestral training that must be remembered - do not approach the place after the explosion easily, and wait for the temperature to cool before approaching.

"Go over the wall, that area won't cool down anytime soon." The old king whispered.

"Yes, Your Majesty." The general is gone, and let the messenger give him orders, the process as normal as possible, to avoid being targeted by sharpshooters.

After a while, the slave army was ordered.

"Look for the walls on both sides that haven't collapsed, and climb them with ropes!"

The regular army yelled and screamed, and the slaves had no choice but to spread to the left and right.

Bang bang, the regular soldier who had just finished shouting fell in a pool of blood, and his head exploded.

There was a commotion among the slave army, and soon a new lion soldier took over the interim command, and the situation now was that whoever took command would be headshot.

The slaves were terrified of being shot, but they were even more afraid of the power of light weapons to raze the walls to the ground.

After weighing the two sides, the slaves succumbed to Lionheart's orders.

Although the city wall was blown flat, the area of the explosion was only 200 meters, and the city walls on the left and right sides were still intact.

The regular soldiers danced the steel claw rope with one hand, dancing round and round, and when the rotation speed was high, the right arm shook slightly, and sent the steel claw rope to the head of the city wall, and the steel rope was stuck in the concave and convex points on the city wall.

Some of the regular soldiers were shot in the head in the middle of the dance, and there was no flying rope to go up.

There are not many extra-thick shield soldiers in the lion clan, and the extra-thick steel shield itself is a scarce top-of-the-line equipment in the Lionheart Country, and most of the inventory was destroyed in the last Lionheart-Bull-Head War.

There were now at least six shieldmen protecting the lionman with the Lionheart, and the other shieldmen ran to the wall with large shields in their hands and spent another ten minutes covering the lionman to throw the steel claw rope up the wall.

After dozens of ropes were up the wall, the slave army climbed up one after another, squeezing up one by one.

Alan and the others looked anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

Shoot slaves with guns?

It's a bit of a waste, they don't have much ammunition in stock, all of them are used to shoot slaves, what about the lion soldiers under the city?

Alan was very annoyed, but there was no way, knowing that the other party deliberately consumed his bullets, so he could only honestly shoot the slaves who climbed the wall with bullets.

Hopefully, the slaves would not dare to go up the wall for fear of rifled guns, Alan thought to himself, shooting shot after shot.

The lion soldiers were all close to the clearing next to the city walls, preferring to risk being shot rather than burrow into the woods to catch the guerrillas orcs.

This is all due to the nightmarish guerrilla effect of the last war, the guerrillas almost no one died, but the lion soldiers lost nearly 10,000 people in the forest patrol.

No one is stupid enough to go into the forest and fight hard with the nimble cat-people, and simply spend it on the city wall.

Lionheart is determined that more than half of the orcs in Tomorrow City have died, and it is possible that all the soldiers in the city are dead, leaving only the three hundred people wandering outside the city.

The old king in the lion soldier group was crowded in the most crowded lion soldier group, and he was happy to see that there had been no orcs from Tomorrow City on the wall.

"The orcs of Tomorrow City must all be dead, and only those few hundred are left in the forest."

"Your Majesty, we really don't go into the forest to attack them, you must know that he only has a few hundred people, although we don't know how many, but presumably no more than five hundred."

"Yes, press all the slaves into the forest and slowly surround them, there will always be a time when you can't hide."

The discussion of his subordinates made the old king's heart move slightly, he was not angry, others had been harassing them with muskets, wasn't he angry.

But another disguised old lion disagreed, and hurriedly coaxed:

"Your Majesty should think twice, their cat-eared people are blessed in the forest, and we cannot use our disadvantage against the enemy's advantage.

Now that the walls have been blown up, all the enemy's troops in the city have been killed, we have won, and there is no need for more deaths.

Now let the slave soldiers climb the wall and consume their ammunition, and when the orcs of Tomorrow City run out of ammunition, it is not up to us to decide whether they will live or die. ”

"The cat-eared people don't have ammunition, they're just a bunch of fleas!"

A certain general stiffened his neck, his face was so excited that it turned red, like a lion in heat who had drunk medicine, and he was very excited.