"Butterflies?" Tyrrell raised his eyebrows and snorted, "That's right, let me meet him for a while!" ”

The sergeant immediately led the way, leading Tyrell up to the top of the towering city.

The entire fortress stands between the canyons of two mountain peaks, and the cascading composite walls are built along the mountain, with a total of seven high and low levels. Even the lowest floor is more than 10 zhang high, while the highest floor is almost flush with the top of the mountain and at least 100 zhang high. Each layer of the city wall is connected by a trestle ropeway, and once the previous layer of the city wall is lost, a new moat barrier can be formed between the high and low city walls.

Standing on such a high city is like standing on the top of a cloud and looking down on the vast earth, with everything in full view.

And such a magnificent and huge city defense system is more than enough for even 100,000 troops to be stationed, but now there are only more than 1,000 soldiers standing here to resist the army of hell that is pouring from all over the mountains.

From the top of the city, Tyrrell could see the flaming main peak of the Arrett Mountains, a vast ice field between the main peak of the Arrett Mountains and the fortress, but legend has it that it was once a fertile grassland.

At this moment, it was as if someone had knocked over a bottle of ink on this snow-white ice field, and a black torrent was spreading rapidly from the direction of the Arrett Mountains.

Among them, several siege beasts as large as small mountains are particularly conspicuous, and every step produces a shaking of the earth.

There was a commotion among the soldiers who had just ascended to the top of the city, but they quickly calmed down. After all, they are all veterans who have experienced the tempering of blood and fire, and they know that fear cannot defeat the enemy.

"Lord Tyrell, that demon general is there!" Sergeant Darren pointed to a small hill a kilometer away.

When Tyrell looked around, he saw a flaming demon banner standing on the top of the hill, and on the high platform under the flag, a female demon general wearing scarlet armor sat on the high platform!

"It's her, it's really a narrow road!" Tyrrell was immediately surprised, and then asked with a sneer, "Is there any big equipment in our city that can hit there?" ”

Sergeant Darren said embarrassedly: "If trebuchets and ballistas are not considered to be accurate, they can shoot more than a thousand paces away from the height difference alone. But the antiques had not been properly maintained for hundreds of years, and now only three trebuchets and ten ballistas were barely operational. ”

Tyrrell didn't ask how many defenses there were in the city, as that would only add unnecessary anger to him.

"Let the three trebuchets be loaded with high-concentration holy water canisters and smash them together with the enemy!" Tyrrell ordered in a deep voice. The battle between the two armies is not a singing drama on the stage, how can there be any nonsense drama of fighting generals in front of the battle. If there is a chance to kill an enemy general with one blow, he will never show mercy.

Of course, Tyrrell didn't expect to take the life of the female demon general with three old antiques, but it was enough to give the other party a boost to his morale.

"Yes, sir." Sergeant Darren immediately summoned Captain Heller, who was in charge of the trebuchet, and ordered him to prepare, not caring that his nominal supreme commander was following Tyrell's command.

Soon all three trebuchets were set up, loaded, and aimed, and then ordered by Captain Heller.

The three launchers each stepped forward with their large mallets and slammed their hammers on the gear latches. Immediately, the weight basket filled with sand fell suddenly, driving the long throwing arm to quickly raise high, and by the way, a large jar of high-concentration holy water was directly thrown out.

The demons of the Flame Hell generally have extremely high resistance to flames, so the ordinary fire oil irrigation against these demons has lost its effectiveness, and only holy water is a weapon to defeat the enemy. Fortunately, there are not many other fortresses and fortresses, and the hoarded war materials are absolutely enough.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, three holy water tanks the size of water tanks roared and flew towards the small hill.

There was an immediate commotion among the army of hell demons, but it was quickly suppressed by a low trumpet.

And the demon general on the high platform, Youdi, also stared at the three black dots, which quickly enlarged in her eyes.

"Be careful, sir!" On the high platform, a group of demon generals stood up and exclaimed.

"Sit down!" The butterfly snorted coldly, and the slightest immobility exuded a powerful aura!

Bang ——!

The first holy water jar was blown out by the strong wind, and the army array that fell at the foot of the mountain exploded, instantly corroding all the demons within a radius of dozens of meters into a puddle of mud, and the terrible howl made the nearby demons chill.

At this time, the second holy water jar roared in, brushed past the handsome flag standing on the top of the hill and fell into the rear formation, bringing a miserable howl to the sky.

And the third holy water jar went straight to the place where the butterflies were!

The faces of all the demons on the stage changed greatly, this high-concentration holy water was like royal water to these low-level demons, even if they didn't die, they would lose their skin.

Even if the Butterflies, who are the demon generals of sin, can ignore the corrosion of the holy water, if they are smashed in the face, the morale of the whole army will be irreparable.

"Humph!" Seeing the butterfly snorting coldly, and not seeing her make any moves, the soft sword wrapped around her waist jumped out with a bang, wrapped around the large clay pot filled with holy water that fell, and then slapped the lid in front of the three armies and drank the bubbling holy water in one gulp!

The butterflies slammed the empty jar to the ground, and shouted at the city head domineeringly: "This little horse urine is not enough for the old lady to quench her thirst!" If you have the ability, you can throw a few hundred cans down, and the old lady promises to drink them all! ”

The demon army was silent for a moment, and then exploded with a bang!

Countless fanatical demon soldiers wielded their blades and let out all kinds of ghost crying wolf howls, which shook the nine heavens!

On the other hand, there was silence in the city.

Tyrrell didn't expect that the girl would be even more powerful than the pure masters, and would dare to drink the high-concentration holy water as a spirit. In addition to strength, just that pride also made him admire!

It's a pity that both sides are their own masters......

Tyrell banished distractions from his mind and ordered in a deep voice, "Order the whole army to be ready for battle, the enemy may attack the city at any time." ”

Woo-knock! Boom! Boom!

The trumpets sounded and the drums of war shook the sky.

The army of demons like a black torrent rolled forward again, surging like a tidal wave towards the towering fortress.

Tyrell silently calculated the distance, and then calmly gave the order: "High pressure water cannon ready, shoot!" ”

Sergeant Darren immediately conveyed the order, and in an instant, high-pressure jets of water mixed with holy water erupted from the towering city.

The water column is like a water dragon surging down, dispersing into a sky of water mist like a drizzle.

This drizzle of holy water is just a rain and dew to the human soldiers, but to the demon army, it is a terrifying corrosive acid rain.

In an instant, the surging demon army was like a scoop of cold water being poured into the oil pot, and it boiled violently.

I saw countless demons holding their faces that were drenched in the drizzle of holy water and letting out a terrible howl, rolling on the ground.

And the three trebuchets also threw out a piece of hundred-pound rolling stones, and the hundred-foot high drop made each rolling stone carry terrifying kinetic energy, and every time it landed, it could always make a shocking sound, and then bounced up and plowed out a shocking ravine in the chaotic demon army array.

Tyrell withdrew his cold gaze, and looked up into the distance to see a dark cloud rising from the back of the demon army.

"Crossbowmen ready!"

Immediately there was a crunch of bowstrings above the city, and even Tyrell held an iron-armed crossbow in his hand.

This kind of individual bow and crossbow can shoot a three-kilogram iron arrow straight out more than 300 paces, especially when standing on the head of a high city to shoot, even if a demon with rough skin and thick flesh is wearing heavy armor, it is no different from paper paste.

In addition, in order to increase the burst efficiency and create a dense strike effect, Tyrell canceled the original setting of a single crossbow and changed it to a coordination mode where one person is responsible for shooting and the other two are responsible for helping to wind it.

After all, this kind of single heavy crossbow winding is a big problem, even if the crossbow arm is equipped with a small winch, it takes great strength to complete a winding action, ordinary soldiers will shoot at most a dozen arrows will be too tired to turn the winch, let alone hold a crossbow weighing more than ten pounds to complete the aiming and shooting action.

And if there are two people on hand to help with the winding, the situation is completely different.

The soldier in charge of shooting only needs to aim and pull the trigger, while the other two soldiers will work together to wind the crossbow with less effort and more efficiency.

Although this will directly reduce the number of crossbows involved in shooting from nearly 1,000 to 300, the continuity and accuracy of both the rain of arrows cannot be compared with the original single-person single crossbow.

"Target Flying Demon, three waves of salvo, put!"

Boom——!

The bowstring snapped, and a black shadow rose from the staggered city to meet the black-pressed army of flying demons.

From a distance, it looked like two dark clouds collided head-on, and immediately countless flying demons let out a terrible scream and rolled down into the sky.

The flying demons that were originally lined up in a dense formation immediately dispersed in all directions, and then at this time, the second wave of arrow rain followed, and there was almost no time between them.

Another can't dodge the flying demon in the arrow falls, but immediately followed by a third wave of arrow rain roaring!

Countless flying demons fell from the sky like dumplings, and it was okay to smash into the clearing, but if they smashed into their own army array, it would be chaos.

The dense three waves of arrows also completely disrupted the formation of the flying demons, and many flying demons who fled in panic collided head-on with friendly forces, causing more chaos.

After all, the air force is not inferior to the army, and high-speed maneuvering is both their advantage and their disadvantage, if there is no formation cooperation, everyone is like a headless fly scurrying in the sky, which will only lead to a terrifying series of car accidents, and I am afraid that before rushing to the head of the enemy city, their own side will have to reduce more than 30% of their personnel.

And a flying demon weighing hundreds of kilograms fell from a height of hundreds of meters, and its impact force was not much weaker than that of a rolling stone thrown by a trebuchet.

For a time, the demon army was in chaos in the sky and on the ground.

Tyrrell shot an arrow to kill a swooping flying demon commander, and gave a loud order, "Throw the net!! ”

Ten ballistae, already ready to fire, immediately threw stout bolts one after another, each with a huge wire net dragging behind it.

The range of the ballista was already a thousand paces, and even if it dragged a heavy steel wire fence, it could be thrown more than a hundred paces away. But that's enough, because the wide nets that open up are a nightmare for flying demons who swoop down at high speed. Once you throw yourself into the net, don't even think about breaking free easily, the only result is to fall into a pulp.

And the flying demons who suffered blows one after another finally got scared and began to flee one after another.

Tyrrell couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this scene, after all, no matter how high the fortress was built, it could not be higher than the sky, so the enemy air force was the most threatening type of force in the fortress, if it could not be defeated in one fell swoop, once the opponent rushed to the city, there were less than 1,000 defenders who would definitely pay a heavy price.

On the contrary, it doesn't matter how many enemy armies come, after all, the terrain of the fortress already restricts the enemy's large army from deploying. The enemy army can only throw a maximum of 3,000 ants to attack the city at a time, and the endless variety of insidious mechanisms on the city will definitely tell them how to re-enchant.

Besides, the demon army strikers below are still struggling to survive in the baptism of holy water.

Tyrrell ordered, "Stop spraying water jets, the enemy should quickly retreat after being hit head-on by this tentative attack." ”

Sure enough, a short sound of gold sounded, and the surging demon army immediately retreated like a low tide, leaving only corpses all over the ground.

"Let the soldiers go down in batches to rest, and prepare hot food and spirits for the soldiers on duty at the head of the city." Tyrrell commanded.

Sergeant Darren, who had been reduced to an adjutant, immediately responded and turned around with a smile to convey the order. For him, it doesn't matter who is the commander, as long as he can lead everyone to win victory after victory.

Instead of going down to enjoy the wine and food, Tyrell stayed at the top of the city and watched the enemy's every move, thinking about how to respond to the next wave of enemy attacks.

As long as the enemy's commander is not stupid, he can find that the fortress defenders are seriously insufficient, so the opponent will definitely make corresponding tactical adjustments in response to this situation.

In fact, there is no need for too clever tactics, only the tactics of launching a sea of people regardless of casualties to drag the battle into a protracted battle, and I am afraid that the fortress will fall in less than three days.

After all, people are not machines, and they need rest and food to reduce fatigue, which cannot be compensated for by blood alone. There is no need to worry about food, after all, this place, which was originally regarded as a summer resort by nobles from all over the world, has long been filled with all kinds of supplies. And those nobles hated to grow two more legs for themselves in order to flee for their lives, and they would flee with burdens, so those hoarded supplies were completely enough for the fortress defenders to eat for a whole decade.

Therefore, the real fatal problem is how to allocate troops and rotate them, so that every soldier can get enough rest and ensure strong combat effectiveness.

Tyrrell couldn't help but think about what his boss would do if he were in such a situation......

Immediately, Tyrell shook his head with a dumb smile, thinking that if the boss was here, he would have single-handedly gone out of the city to slaughter these demons. Passive defense? Inexistent!

Suddenly, Tyrell noticed that the enemy's banner had moved!