"Rush!" "Hurry up!"

With a chaotic scream, a large wave of humans emerged from the woods and rushed towards the tall wall in front of them, and behind them, hundreds of archers armed with inferior short bows stood at the edge of the forest and fired at the wall.

The running humans quickly divided into several groups, clustered around several hammer carts, and approached the walls as fast as they could.

Crouch "The Tall" was one of them, following closely behind a hammer cart, his long legs like two hands on a clock, swaying back and forth quickly.

The tall man, like the others, kept his head down and shrunk as much as he could, as if such a whistling arrow would not find him.

Although he was a minor leader of the "Brotherhood of Goodred", he didn't mix very well, with only two thin and shabby clothes on his body, which could not cover any vital parts, and he did not even have the most ordinary log shield in his hand, only a rusty long sword, so the only thing he could do at this time was to keep praying that he would not be hit by stray arrows.

From the woods to the city wall, the distance of just a few dozen steps was like a mountain of knives and a sea of fire, and along the way, unlucky people kept falling to the ground with arrows, and screams came and went, but soon they were silent.

Crouch glanced sideways at the passing corpse, his face was pale, and there was still black blood at the corner of his mouth.

These green mushroom arrows are also quenched with poison?!

The new discovery made him involuntarily speed up his pace, but what difference was it, anyway, being shot was equivalent to a death sentence, so it was better to concentrate on praying for the blessing of the "God of Extortion".

Perhaps because of his prayers, Crouch was lucky, and soon arrived at the city unharmed, and they were in a wave of thousands of men, aiming for the highest gate in the middle.

Syllable!

The stout wooden hammer slammed into the four or five meters high gate with a dull loud thud, but the wooden door was still firmly closed, revealing no gaps.

Crouch stood aside, looking around nervously, and soon there were sounds on both sides, and several other hammer trucks came to the city one after another, and began to play their role, but the results were the same as his side, and there was no gap.

He even heard someone scream in surprise.

"What are these walls made of! How come there are no cracks at all! ”

"I'm here too!"

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

Then the hammer car smashed several times, some people were happy and some were worried, and those who attacked the city wall found nothing, but there was a burst of cheers at the city gate, and the wooden door in front of them was smashed into a small crack.

No matter how hard the wooden door is, it is made of wood, and no matter how simple the battering ram is, it is also a hammer, as long as they give them time, they will definitely be able to smash the door open.

Just when the others were pulling the hammer cart and hitting it repeatedly, Crouch, who was full of nervousness on the side, suddenly found that the rain of arrows above his head seemed to be much thinner, which was too strange, obviously there were archers on their heads, shouldn't they concentrate their fire on the enemy under the city wall? No one was shot around, but the archers covering behind them screamed frequently.

Soon his doubts were answered, and when the iron-clad wooden hammer hit the gate again, the gate, which seemed to hold out for a while, was smashed open!

The city gate was already densely packed with humans at this time, and when they saw this, their eyes suddenly lit up, and without saying a word, they rushed up, quickly pushed the heavy wooden door, and prepared to kill inside.

"Rush in and win!"

Someone shouted loudly, and there was an immediate response.

But are things really as simple as they think?

When the gate was fully opened, it was not the fleeing enemies who appeared in front of the humans, but a large green figure, grinning at the sky, looking at themselves with their fists in full swing.

The figures were seven feet tall, their muscles as hard as rocks, and although no one spoke, the cruel sneers and sharp fangs on their mouths exuded a terrifying aura.

The city gate, which had been killing the sky a second ago, suddenly fell silent, only the people on both sides did not know what was happening, and when they saw that the city gate was breached, they immediately gathered happily towards the middle.

Soon they will find out that they are in a hurry to die.

The frightened humans at the gates finally reacted and let out a roar.

"Gundred is on top! Where did these orcs come from!! ”

"Who said there were only goblins here!"

They had already recognized that these hideous guys on the other side were all orcs, and their morale suddenly collapsed.

It's not that they don't want to fight, the key is that at a glance, a large area of green expanse is full of orc macho men, who would dare to go up!

The big boss who takes the lead? The first one turned around and ran!

But the tragedy is that they can't run if they want to, the crowded city gate has long been full, and there are more people who don't know the truth behind them.

The orcs on the opposite side would not wait for them stupidly, and after a few seconds, with a roar, these orcs began to charge at them furiously.

Almost at the same time, humans began to make their voices heard. It's just screaming.

The distance between the two sides was too close, there was no buffer zone at all, and under the tyrannical attack of the orcs, the narrow doorway instantly turned into a bloody Shura field.

At this time, the others finally realized that something was wrong, and began to flee like a chain reaction, but it was too late, it was just to expand the scope of the Shura Field, and more and more green skins poured out from the city gate, forming a counterattack on the humans outside.

At this time, any strategy, any formation is meaningless, the difference in strength between the two sides is too big, not to mention that the human race has been caught off guard, and there is no suspense about the outcome of the battle.

As the orcs began to chase the humans and slaughter, the goblins on the walls stopped shooting and let out bursts of shrill laughter like watching a play.

These voices reached the ears of "Crouch" Crouch, and he suddenly remembered the question he had just asked.

Before he was knocked unconscious by a greenskin, he finally realized why the archers didn't shoot at him, in order to save a little more toys for the big men......

……

[Win a victory, evaluation: "Bloody battle narrowly won"]

[Get Reward: +10 Obedience]

……

This battle of disparity in strength, or rather killing, soon ended.

The stone quickly received the lowest rating given by the system, and this time it was even aaagh! No, fortunately, there are 10 points of obedience, which is better than nothing.

This time it was too easy to win, not even a warm-up, although he only brought the orc boy to kill together, but even so, their number is not much different from that of humans, but the difference in individual combat effectiveness between the two sides is huge, an orc can easily overturn three or four humans, plus these rabble are poorly equipped and have low morale, but for half an hour, the sweat is not much, and it is over.

There were four or five thousand human shrimp attacking the city, half of them died under the city, and nearly a thousand of them fell at the edge of the forest, and when they turned and fled, the goblin boys on the city wall were not polite and immediately began to shoot.

In the end, only about 1,000 lucky people were able to escape, but some of the orcs who were still unsatisfied also went into the forest, and the stone could not shout back, so they had to give up.

After all, this group of new little brothers is still not obedient enough and lacks training.