"Woo~~~Woo~~~~"

Just as Lawson and the others were having dinner, a deep horn sound came from outside the window.

Rosen was slightly stunned, then gnawed the chicken leg in his hand in a few bites, quickly wiped the grease on his hand, and then held the handle of the spiral troll: "The robber is finally here!" ”

'Click~'

Anne pulled out the steel crossbow, the most powerful weapon she had.

Rosen turned to Mary and said, "Sister Mary, you and little Alice stay in the room, the door is locked, the candle is extinguished, don't make a sound, and don't open the door when anyone comes." ”

"Hmm." Mary nodded nervously.

Rosen went to little Alice again, reached out and gently touched the little girl's cheek, and asked softly, "Are you afraid?" ”

Little Alice shook her head, her big eyes shining: "My brother will protect me." ”

Rosen smiled slightly, reached out and gently patted little Alice's hair, then turned to Anne and said, "Let's go, let's go to the stone wall of the Baron's Palace." ”

Soon, the two of them arrived in the stone-walled corridor of the Baron's Palace.

From here, looking down from above, the situation at Sunderland's East Gate is unobstructed.

Because it was night, and a large number of bonfires had been lit at the east gate, Rosen knew that at least 90% of the entire Sunderland town was gathered there, and the baron was there.

Among these defensive forces, there were nearly 270 guards in the Baron's Palace, who were well-equipped and well-trained, and were the absolute main force.

In addition to the guards, the Orions and the sturdy peasants were also temporarily conscripted into the army, numbering about seven or eight hundred, some of them armed with the simplest weapons, and some simply with farm tools to help protect Sunderland.

Outside the wooden bridge at the east gate is a large piece of farmland, and more than two miles past the farmland is a large mountain forest. At this moment, there were sporadic fires at the edge of the woodland, and they lined up like a fire dragon coming out of the forest.

About 10 minutes later, the dragon stopped in a horizontal row on farmland about 300 meters away from the wooden wall of the east gate of Sunderland Town.

This distance is beyond the range of an ordinary bow and arrow, and it is exactly the maximum projection distance of Lawson's improvised catapult. At this distance, Rosen had actually dropped the bomb, but it was a bit of a big deal, and it was easy to make mistakes.

Just in case, he was prepared to wait for the other party to get closer.

He continued to observe the situation on the farmland.

Judging from the number of torches, the number of robbers is about 900, which is not much different from the rumors.

Because it was night, Rosen couldn't see the situation on the farmland clearly, and he wondered, "Why didn't they attack directly?" ”

Anne's eyes were amazing, and she had already seen the situation on the farmland clearly, and she frowned: "The situation is a bit wrong, there are two groups of people pushing out two cars from the mountains and forests...... Large catapults! ”

"Catapult ......" Lawson was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted: "It must have been Dias who did it, those robbers can't make this thing!" ”

Anne nodded slightly: "It must be him." Viewed from the outside of the catapult, it is the long-arm trebuchet that Nilogaard College specializes in, which can throw hundreds of kilograms of boulders more than a mile away. The pine walls on the outskirts of Sunderland can't stop the boulders at all! ”

Rosen sighed: "It's a pity that he couldn't kill Dias that day." ”

However, he immediately felt that something was not quite right: "Although the trebuchet is very powerful, but Sunderland's strongest defense is the big river on the periphery of the slope, even if the wooden wall is smashed, isn't it the same as crossing the river to attack Sunderland?" As long as the baron put away the wooden bridge, could he still throw people directly into Sunderland? ”

Spending so much effort to build two flashy trebuchets would not be a bandit's fighting style.

As soon as he finished speaking, Anne exclaimed, "Not good! ”

"What's wrong?" Rosen was stunned.

"Those robbers threw fireballs with trebuchets ......"

Before she could finish her sentence, two bright fireballs rose from the farmland one after the other, and they cut two graceful lines of fire in the sky, and smashed into the town of Sunderland, one after the other.

"Huh~~Huh~~~"

As soon as the fireball landed, the flames flowed in all directions like flowing water, and within seconds, a wooden house was ignited.

"Ah~~~Ah~~~~"

There was a terrible scream from inside the town of Sunderland, and Lawson could faintly see several people who had been ignited by the flames rushing out of the ignition hut, rolling wildly on the ground in an attempt to extinguish the flames on their bodies.

Many people next to him began to fetch water to put out the fire, but the terrible thing was that when the water was poured on the flame, the flame was not extinguished, but burned more violently.

"It's kerosene!" Anne exclaimed.

Lawson's pupils shrank: "What a fire attack!" ”

We can't afford to wait, and if we let the opponent's two catapults attack, the town of Sunderland will soon be in flames.

Rosen turned to his improvised trebuchet and said to Anne, "Prepare to attack!" ”

"Good!"

Arriving at the trebuchet, Lawson took out a disc, a scale, and a parchment roll, on which the record was a record of the day's experiments. He quickly flipped through the experiment log, and at the same time, instructed Anne to adjust the angle of the trebuchet according to the test log.

Just as Lawson set up the trebuchet, a second round of fireballs rose from the farmland.

Two fireballs flew one after the other, and one of them landed in the river, and the surface of the river burst into flames. The second fireball landed precisely on the wooden wall of the east gate of Sunderland, and the wooden wall 'whew~' burst into flames.

At least a dozen soldiers were set on fire, and the surrounding soldiers retreated far away, fearing to be swept away by the terrible flames, and they watched as the wooden wall was sunk into flames.

Baron Draco's heart was shattered, and he brandished his hammer and shouted, "Put out the fire!" Hurry up and put out the fire! Extinguish the fire with dirt! ”

He had participated in the Empire's Northern Expedition, had seen the power of fire oil, and knew the right way to deal with it. In fact, he's the only one in town who knows what to do.

The townspeople of Sunderland had already been organized, and after hearing the baron's order, the townspeople quickly dug up the dirt and threw it desperately on the flames.

It worked, but because it was not prepared in advance, the efficiency of transporting the earth was too low, and by the time the flames were finally extinguished, the east gate of Sunderland had been burned down, and there was no longer a defense.

"Huh~Huh~" The third wave of fireballs arrived, falling on the town's wooden houses, igniting more wooden houses.

Flames raged everywhere, and screams and screams grew more frequent in the town.

Baron Draco's heart was pounding as he saw it, and he had an ominous premonition in his heart: 'The opponent is well prepared, and the magician helps, I'm afraid it will .......'

Before he could think of it, there was another terrible wolf howl from outside the town of Sunderland.

"Roar~~~~~ woo ~~~~~"

The voice was strong and powerful, extremely penetrating, and directly shattered the courage of most people.

"Werewolves! It's a werewolf! ”

"Ah~~ They're coming towards us!"

"Oh my God, it's fast!"

"O gods! Help us! ”

Baron Draco looked out of town at the farmland, the light was so dark that he could only see the torches in the robbers' hands, and faintly, he could see a dozen pairs of pupils glowing dark green, approaching Sunderland at a terrifying speed.

With the speed of these werewolves, the river less than 10 meters wide outside the east gate could not stop them at all, and they could jump directly into the town.

Once the werewolves wreak havoc in town, Sunderland is truly finished.

"Chong~Chong~"

The robbers in the fields also began to charge, and in the darkness of the night, the torches in the hands of the robbers joined together, as if a god of destruction with fire in his hands had come from outside the town.

"Help~Help~"

"Run away~The werewolf is coming~"

"Mom~Mom~"

Before the battle began, the morale of the soldiers at the east gate collapsed, and the hunters and strong men ran towards the rear with a bitter shout, despite the baron's guards.

Baron Draco was also stunned, he fell into an ice cave: "Is it over?" Is it over? ”

If it's just a group of bandits, or a single werewolf, or a single magician, he doesn't care about it, but once these three are combined, they form an irresistible force.

Morale had collapsed, the wooden walls of the east gate had been burned to ashes, and the baron could not think of anything to change the tide of battle.

Standing in the midst of the chaotic crowd, he hesitated for a few seconds before yelling, "Guards, retreat!" Fall back! Retreat to the Baron's Palace! ”

The outskirts of Thornland Town can't be defended, and if he wants to live, he can only rely on the stone walls around the Baron's Mansion to block the werewolves' attack, which is the only way at present.

Unfortunately, this could not change the tide of the battle, only delayed the pace of defeat, but Baron Draco had no choice.

When the baron's guards heard the order, they all withdrew to the baron's palace.

At this time, in the Baron's Palace, Lawson determined the final projection angle.

He glanced at the flowing torches in the field, picked up the disc and scale in his hand, quickly compared them, determined the speed of the target's movement, and then slightly adjusted the projection angle, leaving some advance. He then pulled out a 20-centimeter-diameter iron ball filled with passivated nitroglycerin and a percussion fuse.

'Click~' The iron ball is placed on the soup spoon.

'Click~' Lawson gently pulled down the long-handled iron buckle, and said silently in his heart: "May the gods protect Sunderland." ’

"Collapse~~"

The spoon quickly bounced back into place, throwing a black iron ball far away into the distant farmland.

Glancing at the flight trajectory, Rosen breathed a sigh of relief: "There was no mistake....... It's done! ’

'Whew~'

The iron ball flew rapidly in the air.

Rosen stood on the stone wall of the Baron's Palace, and silently recited in his heart: 'The projectile distance is 687 meters, the altitude difference is 70 meters, the projectile angle is 41 degrees, and the flight time is ..... It's about 6 seconds...... 3,2,1.....Bang~~'

At the moment when the silent recitation was finished, a dazzling white light flashed violently on the farmland outside the town.

"Boom Boom~~"

A terrifying roar spread through the sky, and in the places where the robbers were most concentrated, mountains of flames rose into the sky.

At this moment, the night turns into day!

At this moment, the earth is trembling!

At this moment, the flames flowed like a tide on the farmland, the shards of steel turned into the scythe of death, harvesting life in pieces, and all ambition and greed were crushed into powder by absolute power.

The true God of Destruction has descended on earth.