The sun has set and risen, and a new day is about to begin. The sentry, who had been nervous all night, breathed a sigh of relief with his eyes open, and although he knew that the next day would be difficult and cruel, even if he could only enjoy this moment of peace, it was a thing to be thankful for.

The soldiers who had been on duty for four hours stood on the wall, their weapons clenched, and their breakfast consisted of two hard, dry bread and a piece of jerky made from an unknown beast, and at intervals on the wall were large cauldrons of boiling hot water, with which they could soak the bread and jerky, and after the battle began, it was also a weapon to fight the orcs and trolls.

No one complained, even the few players who were qualified to go up the city walls nibbled on hard bread and jerky in hot water like other soldiers, and the constant high-intensity fighting consumed a lot of supplies, and the transport fleet had to spend most of its capacity on transporting consumables such as bows and arrows, and food naturally came in second or even third place.

Raphael's breakfast was not much better than the others, the only difference was that the hard bread was cut into finger-thick slices of toast, the jerky didn't seem to have been air-dried to the point where it could kill people, things like fruits and vegetables had become luxuries, not to mention alcohol, and even those dwarves could only use the little cloudy wine brewed by the farmers of Nanhai Town to dissipate their own wine worms a little.

Lana took out an unnamed fruit from her pocket: "Taste, I picked it when I went out to scout in the morning, although this thing is a little sour, but it tastes good." ”

No one would believe that a dignified princess of the Sadarin Kingdom could only eat this wild fruit.

However, before Raphael could take the fruit, the alarm bell from the watchtower forced her to withdraw her outstretched hand: "It seems that I can't share it with you." ”

"I'll keep it for you!" Lana put the fruit back in her pocket without healing, swallowed the jerky and hard bread in her hand, poured a cup of hot water into her mouth, picked up the bow and arrow placed beside her and ran to an arrow tower not far away, as one of the few high-ranking archers in the expeditionary force, her duty was to snipe those who seemed to be in good strength with the bow and arrow in her hand in battle, so as to reduce the pressure on the city wall.

"Alas, hopefully this war will end today!" Raphael sighed under his breath, "I'm getting tired of eating these jerky and bread!" ”

Orcs and trolls don't have a much more elaborate breakfast than humans, and the orc warriors of the Blood Cave Clan don't care if they eat cooked jerky or raw meat freshly cut from the beasts, their teeth can even bite those bones and suck the marrow inside. As for the trolls, their recipes are much more encompassing, and they can even turn badly injured people into food if necessary.

The witch doctors of the Dark Pine tribe performed a strange dance, throwing a puff of pale cyan powder into the campfire in the center of the camp, which burned it and turned into puffs of smoke, which was then gulped into the stomachs of the troll warriors gathered around the campfire. Every troll warrior who absorbed the smoke had their eyes red, and the muscles on their bodies were constantly squirming, even swelling out abruptly.

"This is what you call voodoo spelling?" The Wolf King Nandus watched from the sidelines of these Dark Pine Trolls, he didn't care what the hell this smoke was, as long as it allowed him to win, it was a good thing!

"It's a gift from the blood god Haka! The gods will protect the great Dark Pine tribe, and our warriors will be empowered so much that no one will be able to withstand the attacks of these warriors! The High Priest of the Dark Pine Troll waved the totem staff in his hand and said excitedly.

Instead, the Demon Hunter Tusca Darktooth said in a dismissive tone: "A psychedelic agent mixed with curse and shadow power, in which the priests have mixed a little blood from the blood god Haka, can make our warriors' blood boil, feel no pain, and continue to fight even if their necks are severed." ”

Nandus didn't believe there was anything so powerful in the world, and the more effective the powder, the greater the price.

"They don't live past noon." Tusca said coldly, not caring about the lives of these so-called compatriots.

That's right! Otherwise, the Dark Pine Trolls would have dominated the Hillsbrad Hills, so why hide on Shattered Ridge!

"Then end the battle before noon!" Now that he has such a good hand in his hand, the wolf king Nandus made a decision without hesitation.

The "battle-hardened" sentinels soon noticed something unusual, and as soon as the trolls who didn't look right appeared, the horn of the danger was already sounding throughout the city walls. Raphael decisively ordered all the archers to shoot at the troll warriors, but the truth surprised everyone.

"Hey, just kidding! This shot through the head, and it's not dead yet? ”

"Foul! This is definitely cheating! ”

"Undead, undead trolls for sure! What about pastors? Get the priest up! ”

However, the light spells thrown by several player priests who hurriedly walked up the walls had no effect, meaning that the undead trolls undoubtedly still possessed the characteristics of living beings.

"Let the Banster Royal Warband take over the defenses on the walls at once! The archer changed to a burst arrow, I don't believe that the whole body was blown to pieces, and these monsters could still rush up! What about the Praetorian Guard? I'm going to see them in ten minutes in the ranks of the second echelon! ”

Nearly two months of management and brutal warfare have allowed Raphael to mature rapidly, and now she can issue orders without changing her face, without worrying about how many people will die with her orders.

The battle entered the most tragic white-knuckle battle in an instant. Archers lacking high-level arrows could not stop the troll warriors from approaching the walls, and the trolls' height and superior physical fitness allowed them to easily climb the walls with the help of a variety of improvised siege tools.

"Shield Defense! Warriors, we are the bravest warriors of the kingdom of Banster! Don't put your king to shame! "Prince Mordir Banner was heavily armed, and beside him stood soldiers of the same royal warband, each armed with a large round shield, standing shoulder to shoulder, blocking the trolls' attacks.

"Kill these bugs!"

"Kill these fangs!"

A spear smeared with deadly poison plunged into the gap between the round shields and pierced the chest of the royal guard. Short swords and spears made of steel also pierced the hearts of enemies, piercing through the body. No one flinched, the trolls had lost their sense of pain, and the warriors of the Banster Royal Janissaries had no way out.

At such times, no one will have any other thoughts in their heads, only one thought left. That is to kill all the guys in front of you who are different from you!

"No, there are too many trolls rushing up the walls! There's nothing we can do to stop them! These guys can't be killed! ”

Standing on top of a bell tower not far from the city walls, Raphael could clearly see the entire city wall, as the other party said, these trolls relied on the advantage of their immortal bodies to force the human warriors on the city walls to the brink of defeat in the blink of an eye.

"Lord Raphael, you can't hesitate any longer, let Lord Tadral and Lord Dalton take action!"

Of course, Raphael alone could not fully command the defense of the entire South Sea Town, so Tadelar asked some officers of the expeditionary force to assist her in transmitting orders and discussing countermeasures. However, in the face of such a critical situation, these officers obviously had no idea, and could only pin their hopes on the heroic combat power of their own side.

But Raphael knew that it was impossible to let Tadelal or Dalton make a move now, and in order to make a final decision in today's battle with Tibbest, the three heroic combat forces from the Holy See of Light had already secretly left Nanhai Town, ready to launch a fatal blow at the moment when the enemy was exhausted. Therefore, now only Matthew, the archmage, is left in Nanhai Town, and he still has to guard against the evil voodoo spells of the other party's troll magicians, and there is no way to destroy these troll warriors.

"Inform Glass, let him bring someone to help, I don't care what he does, I must block those damned trolls on the wall, and never let them break through!" This is an order, there is no room for bargaining! After Raphael threw down these words, he did not hesitate to open the angel body, and the spread of his wings flew her down the clock tower to a group of players who were resting in the logistics preparation area.

"Who's the head here?"

"Your Excellency Raphael, what are your orders?" A thief wearing chain mail walked out of the crowd, after a big wave of sand screening, now the player who is willing to stay in Nanhai Town has no other skills, at least the ability to save his life is still good, in other places, a thief wearing chain mail is simply looking for death, the clanging sound of iron pieces and the heavy weight of equipment will make them feel like they are exposed to a thousand watts of small sun when sneaking, but in Nanhai Town, only in this way can they survive all kinds of stray bullets.

"I know you still have a lot of goblin explosives in your hands, and I want you to find a way to blow up those tusks on the city walls into meat sauce for me!"

The Rogue Player smiled wryly and glanced at the players behind him, although he was elected as the leader of these people, he did not have much real power, and the request made by the famous female player in front of him was undoubtedly to send them to death.

"Raphael, you mean, let's go and blow ourselves up?"

At the beginning of the offensive and defensive battle in Nanhai Town, there were indeed many players who chose to use this way to brush up their military merits, but those who dared to rush up with goblin explosives and shout "Allahu Akbar" were basically rookies who had just entered this world for not much time, and their own level was not high, even if they died, they would not lose much, and the orcs and trolls at that time were not defenseless against such attacks.

But now it's different, the players who dare to stay in Nanhai Town now are at least first-order players who have completed an advanced challenge, and there are even many second-order players, let them use them as human bombs to play self-detonation, and the loss of experience is not a small amount. And since they tried this unreasonable way of fighting, both orcs and trolls have long been wary of it, and the success rate has dropped to an unacceptable level.

"Needless to say, I know what you're worried about! Those trolls must have knocked some kind of medicine, and now they don't have many brains left! And, whether you succeed or not, I'll count the results of each of the five trolls! "How could Raphael not know what these guys were worried about, to put it bluntly, they were just thinking about whether the inputs and outputs were worth the money.

Players are different from aborigines, and it is more convenient and appropriate to talk directly about benefits than to persuade them with various big truths!

"Raphael, we ......"

"Seven trolls each! Or I'm going to talk to those guys lying in the wounded barracks? ”

"Deal! Leave it to us! Don't worry, none of those bastards will leave alive! "With enough benefits, even if it is sent to death, these people are willing! Not to mention this thief, even those players who were disgusted and jealous before, now they are all eager to try.

"Quartermaster! Record their names! I want you to see them complete their mission with your own eyes! ”

"Your will, Lord Raphael!"

So a group of fishing players immediately turned into the most fanatical warriors, happily strapping all kinds of explosives to their bodies. In order to increase the lethality of the explosion, they even deliberately replaced some armor that was on the verge of shattering, so that the impact of the explosion would cause these armors to immediately turn into countless fragments, forming a metal storm that swept across the entire area within two meters.

"Idiot, don't wear so much, you'll be as slow as a turtle when the time comes, how can you rush in front of those tusks!"

"Hurry up, don't rub it off, hurry up!"

"A bunch of weird guys!" The quartermaster watched as the group of players walked up the city walls as if they were going to a festival, and rushed towards the terrifying troll warriors without hesitation, feeling that his previous view of these civilians seemed to be a bit one-sided.

"Hahaha, enjoy the art!" Players who are destined to be one of the main characters don't have that many ideas, they just know that their death is meaningful and cost-effective!

"Allahu Akbar!!