Soram stepped on the walls the next morning, much earlier than he expected, and he estimated that he only needed to help Silvermoon City defend the fiercest wave of attacks on the third day, but the madness of the orcs was beyond Soram's imagination.

All night last year, the orc's attack never stopped, and its strength was no weaker than during the day! The walls everywhere began to be urgent, and there were people everywhere, and none of the commanders were looking for their immediate superiors to ask for people over and over again.

In fact, there weren't many people lost all day yesterday, just like Mobley was. They are the defenders of the city, condescending, with a variety of complete weapons to defend the city, and with the protection of the mystery, the magic of the Church of the Three Gods of Death on the side of the black orcs is not a big threat to the defenders of Silvermoon City, and on the side of Silvermoon City, its powerful spell firepower can hurt the black orcs, if it is not for the power of the mystical locks can not spread beyond the city walls, it is estimated that the black orcs are even worse. Now those priests of the three gods of death can only intercept the spells of Silver Moon City with all their might, so that the black orcs do not completely collapse.

With such a big advantage, it is normal that the loss is not large.

But the loss is not big, but the defenders of the city are always people, not machines, people have limits, a soldier fights non-stop for an hour, and his physical strength is urgent, and he must rest. Even those athletes in reality, playing for an hour in a row, are tired like a dog, not to mention, fighting is not a sport, that thing can be much more strenuous.

Those warriors can wield weapons and fight enemies for an hour, which is already superhuman, so an hour is the limit.

But the non-stop attacks of the orcs made it impossible for the warriors to rest at all, although Silvermoon City has been changing randomly, it still can't withstand the non-stop attacks of the orcs twenty-four hours a day. So now all the walls need new troops!

Otherwise, I don't know when, the fighters will collapse.

So Silvermoon City had to come up with more reserves to support the city walls, and in this case, Solam couldn't sit still.

"Are these guys crazy?" The moment Solam stepped on the city walls, he was immediately dragged into the war, and there was no time to adjust. After Solam opened an orc with an axe, he was stunned by the scene in front of him!

Under the city wall, there are full of orc corpses, countless orc corpses have blocked the Raven River, and under the city wall, the corpses of orcs are piled up to five meters high! This is still the defenders on the city wall who constantly burn those corpses with hot oil and flames, or it could be even higher!

But even so, the orcs still did not stop, they followed the charred corpses of their compatriots, stepped on the fresh corpses of their compatriots with blurred flesh and blood, and kept building the simple extra-long ladder to the city wall! One by one, they climbed up the ladder with crazy faces!

"Hurry! Push those beasts down! "A human officer looked like an officer, constantly shouting at the soldiers, and the soldiers pushed down the ladders on the city wall separately, and when the ladders fell, a series of black orcs fell down like dumplings, and the lucky ones did not climb high, and fell on the pile of corpses and did not get up to continue the attack, and the unlucky one, because they climbed too high, fell down and did not die, and they would be seriously injured.

But those injured guys had no mercy at all, and they were quickly trampled under the feet of their own compatriots as new "stepping stones". Many of the wounded orcs were trampled to death in this way, their corpses were trampled by countless orcs, and gradually turned into pools of bright red "mud", and the new orcs wielded crude weapons and let out an indefatigable roar while struggling to pull their legs out of the flesh and blood mud.

It's hard to imagine that the first obstacle these orcs have to overcome is actually the "flesh swamp" of their own people.

"I'm afraid the people of Silvermoon City won't dare to eat the fish in this river next year!" Watching those flesh and blood being brought into the river for various reasons, turning the river into a Shura field of flesh and blood floating corpses, Solam thought maliciously.

Soon, Soram didn't have the heart to think about it, and he was attracted by a roar!

"Quick! Driving these brutes down can't let them gain a foothold here!!! ”

It turned out that a group of orcs finally climbed the city wall, and after these orcs climbed the wall, they immediately stood by the ladder to protect the ladder and let more orcs climb up. The humans, on the other hand, rushed at the orcs with red eyes and frantically to prevent them from gaining a foothold on the walls, because that meant that more orcs would climb up, and the more enemies the defenders would have to fight face-to-face!

Humans are inferior to orcs in physical strength and strength no matter what, and hand-to-hand combat is a very stupid thing to do.

Seeing that these orcs actually organized themselves to form defensive circles to protect the ladders behind him, Soram was a little shaken.

"Hey, who said black orcs are stupid? As long as it is an intelligent creature, it will grow. ”

Soram also collected some necessary information yesterday, and it was revealed that when the Black Orcs, a race known for their recklessness, fought at all, they all came by their own nature, they didn't like to stand in place to defend, they preferred to pick up their weapons and rush to the pile, and then kill them.

But now, these orcs have actually learned to defend. It seems that the losses of these days have also given the black orcs a lot of shock.

Just as Soram was thinking, five or six more ladders climbed up this section of the city wall, and for a while, the soldiers on this section of the city wall were separated by the orcs, and because these soldiers had gone to deal with the enemies on the city wall, the long-range attacks that had been venting their fire were all extinguished.

Without the attack of rolling stones, wooden stakes, boiling oil, and fire oil, more and more orcs began to climb the city wall, and for a while the defenders on the city wall were actually at a disadvantage, and if they were left alone, this disgusting cycle would become more and more serious, and finally lead to the loss of this section of the city wall.

"Damn, what a coincidence! As soon as you come, there is something to do. "Soram thinks he's not very lucky, he was going to see what happened, but now he has to go on the pitch and it will be a problem if this part of the wall is lost.

Soram let out a sigh of relief, picked up his battle axe and rushed to the nearest warband.

"Poof!" Solam's axe first cut down a black orc, and then a backhand battle hammer knocked a black orc who had just emerged from the battlements, and the power of the unlucky ghost made the unlucky ghost like a huge iron ball directly smashed the black orc below him, and for a while, a series of black orcs fell down like this, maybe the kinetic energy they gathered together was too great, and they actually smashed the ladder under them.

Instead of looking at the unlucky ones, Soram rushed to the other black orcs!

At the same time, the Wiggins berserkers who followed behind Soram also threw away their bearskin cloaks and rushed towards the black orcs, these bearskin cloaks were bought by these guys with their own pocket money, and this time they were specially dressed in costumes.

Because according to Wiggins' custom, the symbol of the berserker is a whole snow bear cape, and in their hometown, these snow bear cloaks are hunted by the berserker alone, which is to show off their bravery.

(The Wiggins live on the islands of the far north, where in winter, the polar bears living on the ice fields will come to these islands from the frozen sea to prey on the seals, and it is also at this time that the Wiggins hunt this beast, but according to the tradition of the Wigginsians, only the Wiggins berserkers can hunt this beast, and they can only hunt alone, any non-berserkers or group hunting is strictly forbidden, and anyone who violates the rules or the Wiggins tribe will be punished by all Wiggins)

Because of this, the Wiggins would wear these cloaks when the great war came, as a sign of their identity and bravery, which was a ritual of awe and fanaticism for the war, and for these Wiggins berserkers they even saved money for a few months of abstinence to buy similar bear skins. (The main thing is that the skin of the polar snow bear is too scarce in other parts of the continent, they can't buy the real thing, and they can't afford it, compared to other species of snow bears, the polar snow bear is stronger and taller)

It's just that no one understands this here.

So these fools are spending money in vain.

But this does not affect their combat effectiveness, the Wiggins are one of the few human species in the human race that can fight with the orcs by nature, plus these berserkers have terrifying strength and killing skills that match their titles, and for a time eleven berserkers set off a monstrous blood wave among the orcs.

(Note: When dealing with the red dragon Scarface, the dead Wiggins Berserker suffered losses, so there are only eleven left)

(Reminder: Wiggins Berserkers, not that their profession is Berserker, Berserker is just a title for the Wigginsians, derived from a Viking tradition)

Kogan, on the other hand, couldn't control himself and started killing when Soram and the others stepped on the city wall, and Kogan was having a good time killing. Trism was beside Soram, like a shadow of death, constantly harvesting the lives of the black orcs with the most concise and deadly tricks.

His younger brother Dios is kinder, he is more to help those humans, anyway, he feels that those unlucky black orcs need more protection than his master, and he will only let Soram scold him for getting in the way, so it is better to help these humans.

The same is true of Muffren the Minotaur, who is needed more on the human side than by the fighting animals (including Solam). Although Muffren wanted those humans to give him more merits, so that after the war was over, he could also make a fortune from these exploits.

And the orc Harris stayed at home with Scarlett and Violette, he was a black orc, if he really ran to the city wall, Soram was afraid that he would be cut down by humans for some reason, so let her squat at home.

With the addition of Solam and the others, this section of the wall quickly calmed down, but the walls in other locations were not so lucky.