With the sound of creaking wheels, five wooden machines more than three meters high came to light.

Field trebuchet!

Since he had been prepared, Havelock naturally would not forget this most effective siege weapon.

As soon as the big ones he brought appeared, the other lords showed surprised or puzzled expressions, and they could tell at a glance that these war machines were much larger and more elaborate than the trebuchets they had or had seen, and only the face of Papan, the knight of the kingdom, showed that it was indeed so.

The "skinner" seems to be bound to win this time, and he is not even ready to ask for an identity that has been hidden for many years.

This level of war machine is definitely not something that can be produced by those crappy craftsmen of the "Border Princes", and there are only a few human countries in the entire Old World that have such technology, and it seems that the previous information is true.

Behind the lord of this "Arsenal Fort", there is indeed a strong force to support it.

The answer is already on the horizon.

Papan's face gradually darkened, but he didn't say anything, just continued to watch coldly.

Havelock didn't bother with anyone else right now, his attention was on the trebuchet.

Under the skillful operation of craftsmen from the empire, the straight arm of the trebuchet, which was more than two meters long, was pulled to the level by the winch, and two strong soldiers worked together to lift the stone weighing 100 catties, put it on the cowhide bullet bag, and then roughly adjusted the orientation, and with a command, five machines were fired at the same time.

After a short flight, two boulders slammed into the outer wall of the Iron Rock, and the other three fell directly into the dense group of goblins above the city.

At this time, the goblin archers were recklessly attacking the enemy below, shooting happily, who knew that disaster fell from the sky, and before they had time to react, several boulders fell down.

After a few loud bangs, the seemingly solid city wall instantly added a few more holes stained red with blood, and at least hundreds of goblin archers were killed in this moment alone.

The arrogant greenskins were suddenly blinded, and most of them had never seen such a machine capable of emitting huge stones, and they couldn't understand the principle with their little heads, and thought it was some kind of magical magic.

The fear quickly spread, but more confusion, not knowing what to do, most of the goblins put down their bows and arrows and looked at each other, waiting for instructions on the next step.

It's a pity that they waited for the other five flying stones.

After a simple adjustment, all the boulders hit the city wall this time, and the goblin archers suffered heavy casualties.

Even more terrible than the dead and wounded was the devastating blow to their order and morale.

Although most of them escaped, they were all scared half to death, and there were shrill and piercing wails everywhere, and the bows and arrows that were discarded everywhere were not too much to describe as a rat-hugging rat.

In the face of this terrifying long-range blow, the weakness of the goblins' timidity is laid to light.

After discovering that the rain of arrows above their heads had suddenly disappeared, the human infantry, who were gradually approaching the city wall, took the opportunity to speed up their pace and rushed towards the city wall with their siege weapons.

A burst of cheers erupted in the coalition formation, and Bokan was even more surprised, wondering if this fortress was going to be captured by his own troops? It can symbolize a lot of income and a lot of prestige.

But the commander of the coalition forces, Havelock, was as serious as ever, and he couldn't see half of the joy, he just waved his hand and sent a second group of soldiers, also more than 2,000 infantry, into the battlefield.

In addition, the trebuchet will not stop, and will continue to launch a fierce attack on the city walls.

Just because of their appearance, the situation on the battlefield seems to be turned upside down all at once.

The morale of the human coalition forces outside the city was greatly boosted, and the goblin boys on the city walls fell to the bottom.

But the Broken Claws aren't prepared to throw in the towel.

The rickety figure from before was also standing on the city wall at this time.

"That's a trebuchet, a war machine, I used to aaagh! I saw it when I was in the Empire. ”

It's an old rotten tooth, after receiving the news, he arrived overnight last night, and brought a support green-skinned kid.

Although he is just an ordinary shaman now, in terms of prestige in the tribe, the "Green Prophet" who connects him to the position of the great shaman is not comparable, so as soon as he opened his mouth yesterday, no one dared to speak.

"Boss, what should I do? And also...... Why don't you go down first, it's too dangerous here. ”

The goblin leader Mogru asked anxiously when he saw the chaos around him.

"Lost! What are you afraid of! There's a way, listen to me......"

After the old rotten tooth confessed, Mogru turned around and got ready.

A few minutes later, another round of boulders struck, and this time could not stop the expansion of the chaos by shouting, and even people had begun to rush down the city.

But soon the men retreated, and a large wave of orc boys standing behind the gates, including Rugrud Bitten and his black orcs, rushed forward with their weapons in hand.

Their mission is simple, as long as they see a goblin kid running away or running around shouting, they can go up and do it.

After taking a full blow from these big guys, he was seriously injured if he didn't die.

At the same time, the orcs were making rough roars.

"Listen to us, don't run, pick up the bow and arrow, and shoot the shrimp below!"

"We have a way to deal with these stones, don't run!"

"Whoever runs around again, I'll knock him to death first!"

Under the shock of absolute force, their roar finally had an effect, and the chaos was gradually quelled, but this was only temporary, and if any more boulders fell, it would still be difficult to organize an effective defense on the walls.

At the same time, more than a dozen siege ladders were also erected along the city walls, and some of the brave human soldiers had already begun to climb up.

The steel gates also made a loud thud under the attack of the giant mallet.

Havelock's siege machines were all put to use, and by the time the second group of soldiers arrived, their attack would be a notch higher.

In this way, it seems that it will not even take three days.

At this critical juncture, the goblin leader Mogru's only remaining eye shot a fine light, and he finally found the place where the boulders had shot out.

Sending the Black Orcs to maintain order was only the first step in the Old Rotten Tooth Cult, and it seemed simple and crude now, but it was very effective.

The next step is to completely deal with the machines that throw boulders.

The method is also very simple.

The old rotten tooth said a few words.

"Dive Destruction Catapult!"

War Machines aren't just for you, but for us! And more!

After several rounds of violent blows with rocks that could only cry and could not resist, Greenskin finally blew the horn of counterattack.

There are not only goblin archers on the walls of "Steel Rock", but also twenty war machines from their own "goblin workshop" that have been arranged for a long time.

Before the catapult could be launched again, twenty lucky goblin boys were launched.

They let out frenzied screams in the air as they manually operated the rudimentary pair of gliders behind them.

In the stunned gaze of the humans, some of the flying boys fell directly into the flesh as if they had committed suicide by jumping off a building, but a few hit their targets and smashed them on the trebuchet, and although they were finally wiped out, they still smashed one of them to pieces.

The point is, this is only the first wave.

Once the goblin human cannon is fired, it will not stop.

Groups of goblin daredevils are sent into the sky, their fate predestined from the moment they are tied to the launch mount, but they have a morbid obsession and worship for this way of flying and dying, scrambling to get into the launch chair.

After takeoff, everyone controls the direction of their wings with all their hearts and minds in order to accurately smash into the position of the human shrimp, even if some land on the trebuchet and some fall directly in the crowd, as long as they can attack the opponent.

It turns out that ginger is still old and spicy.

As soon as the old rotten tooth came out, he easily resolved the killing move on the opposite side.

The results are remarkable.

The five trebuchets that had just shown their might were either destroyed, or the craftsmen next to them were smashed to death, and all of them were dumbfounded at once.

On the other side, the goblin archers, who were not threatened with death, returned to the battle, venting all their anger and fear on the shrimp heads below, although many humans had already come to the bottom of the outer wall, but with the help of goblin spearmen and orc boys, all the siege ladders were knocked down, and finally the rammed hammer was in vain.

After losing about a thousand soldiers, the coalition beat the drumbeat on behalf of the retreat, and after leaving behind a large number of corpses, the first siege ended.

PS: Dangdang! Happy New Year~ I wish all book friends a good year of the pig ~ Pig affairs go smoothly ~ The pig cage enters the water ~

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