The human alliance army took the lead in Mingjin to withdraw its troops, and the green skins in the city did not rush to pursue, after all, there were still a large number of shrimp and rice in the back.

However, the battlefield did not die down.

After seeing the hasty retreat of the shrimp, the green skins on the city wall, especially the goblin boys who escaped after the catastrophe, immediately became agitated and let out scream-like cheers.

They vented the joy in their hearts in this way of making noise, and as for the embarrassing appearance of being frightened and scattered, they had long been forgotten.

Many goblins have begun to boast about their superb archery skills and bravery, only to be met with contempt from the orcs.

At the same time, groups of rat men from the "Mickey Clan" also poured onto the city walls and began to do what they do best - cleaning the battlefield.

These rat cubs are fast and enthusiastic, and for them, it is much better to clean up the corpses on the ground and repair the broken walls than to rush to the front as cannon fodder to die.

By the way, there is another key reason, their patriarch Pesti Scourge said that those collected green-skinned corpses will eventually be transported to "Disney" and become food for the rat people.

There are also the corpses of those human shrimps outside the city, as long as the fortress is kept, they will all belong to the rat people, and everyone will have a good meal at that time.

Although relying on a large number of mushrooms and other crops, most of the rat people have now gotten rid of hunger, but on the city wall these are the lowest-ranking farmer rats in the clan, and they are usually full and hungry, and they don't know how long they haven't tasted meat, so when they heard Pesti say this, one or two are particularly active, and they completely regard themselves as part of the "Steel Rock", and they have the same hatred.

The arrival of the human race has brought the Greenskins and the Ratmen, two races that are mortal enemies of each other, intimately united.

Compared with the morale of the defenders, the camp of the "Northern Border Alliance" on the other side was obviously much lonely, and the pain of the wounded soldiers who retreated from the front line could be faintly heard, while most of the other soldiers had numb expressions on their faces, numbly following the order to assemble, return to the camp, eat, and silently wait for the unknown fate.

The coalition top brass had regrouped in their tents for a regular meeting, but this time in a much more solemn atmosphere than last night.

The first to attack was the Viscount Bokan of the "Duchy of Boroska", today his men suffered the heaviest losses, more than 1,000 people rushed forward, and less than half of them came back alive, such a high casualty ratio, so that he completely lost the aristocratic demeanor that he tried his best to maintain, and in front of everyone, he directly questioned the command of the temporary commander, Havlock.

Originally, it was a temporary coalition army, and this lord thought that his strength and status were not inferior to the "skinner", so he had no scruples at all, and in the end, he was directly like a shrew! He cursed.

Fortunately, other people still have a bit of a big picture, they all know that the matter has come to this point, and it is useless to say anything else, only by working together to capture the fortress in front of them, this trip can be considered worthwhile, otherwise not to mention the loss of labor and money, don't think about living in peace in the future.

After observing the whole process of today's battle on the side, they became serious, they felt that they were outnumbered and unprepared, and they would definitely be able to win easily, but after today's small setbacks, everyone also understood that the green-skinned fortress in front of them was not a soft persimmon kneaded casually, and if one was not careful, it was very likely that his teeth would be broken first.

In addition to the general trend, the Skinner's thorough preparation has also won him the favor of many neutral lords, and although the five trebuchets were destroyed by the Greenskin's suicide goblin bombs, many people have discovered that they are only a small part.

There were at least a dozen field trebuchets in the camp, but for some reason, Havelock didn't take them out all at once, or color them on the spot.

Let's see what medicine he has in his stomach.

As others thought, the well-prepared Lord of Fort Arsenal had already anticipated today's defeat, and if "Steel Rock" had been knocked down so easily, it would not have become a thorn in his side and a thorn in the flesh that he wanted to pull out the most.

As for the Viscount Bokan, he was just a "rich man" with some luck, and he didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, let alone explain his plan to him.

Everything is under control.

What Havelock has to do now is to unify his mind with the others, and continue to strengthen the guard tonight to prevent the Greenskins from sneaking up, and the next thing is the key.

If nothing else, it will be two days after tomorrow...... There will be a big surprise for those green mushrooms.

………

Another night passed, and the war entered its second day.

The Greenskin's night raid didn't happen, but that doesn't mean nothing happened.

The cunning old rotten tooth has changed to another way to block the private outside.

Throughout the night, the twenty "Dive Catapult Destroyers" on the city wall did not rest, firing randomly at the enemy camp at random, and dozens of goblin boys disappeared into the night sky with hysterical roars, becoming the brightest stars.

It is also a suicidal attack, compared to the daytime, their accuracy at night is greatly reduced, and they can only control the wings behind them with the vague memory of the day, and the final result is that most of the people are falling on the hard ground after letting out a scream that pierces the sky, and only a few lucky ones fall into the camp of the human coalition, but it is difficult to cause any substantial damage.

The purpose of the old rotten tooth was not to kill and injure in the first place, his idea was very simple, that is, to use the lives of hundreds of goblin boys to make the shrimp unable to sleep.

This trick can be said to be both insidious and vicious, harming others and not self-interested, which opened the eyes of the green-skinned juniors in other tribes and learned a good hand.

is worthy of being an old guy who followed the legendary warlord to fight in the south and the north, looking at his stomach shriveled and full of bad water.

It's just that at dawn, the greenskins who were waiting to watch the show suddenly found that there was no movement in the shrimp outside.

There was no tide of enemies, no overwhelming shouting, nothing......

As if nothing had happened.

From white to black, this eerie situation lasted all day.

The old rotten tooth's face darkened.

He knew that Shrimp liked to play intrigue and tricks, and the current situation was very abnormal, absolutely abnormal.

But there is no way, if it were before, the old shaman would definitely send the goblin wolf rider out to take a look, but not now.

Because the leader is not there......

He must hold on here!

………

Dark.

The goblin artillery bombardment continues.

Until dawn.

The human coalition suddenly became lively.

Make a fire to make rice.

A good meal for all.

And then everyone, all of them, stepped onto the battlefield.

The decisive battle is coming.

At the same time, Old Rotten Tooth, as well as the leaders who had to follow, including Little Bell and Ayigunu, also stood at the head of the city, wanting to see what the humans wanted to play.

On the other side, the top brass of the "Northern Frontier Alliance" lined up and stood in front of the army.

They did not disappoint their opponents.

The troops behind them suddenly dispersed, and more than a dozen catapults lined up neatly.

The old rotten tooth did not hesitate, so he repeated the trick and let the "Dive Destruction Catapult" be launched as soon as possible, but this time the result was not satisfactory.

In front of each trebuchet stood a high-level professional, and as soon as a goblin boy flew over, they would be chopped to pieces at the first time.

And then what?

Behind the trebuchet, a couple of more interesting things appeared.