While Xiao Yan and the others were encircling and suppressing the troll forces that had infiltrated the defensive line, the orc army did not stop attacking the Hearthburg at all.

Chopping down the thick trees in the Ashenvale Mountains that could hold ten people together, the orc armies built massive chariots, siege towers, and ladders.

Dozens of strong orc soldiers, with heavy shields, followed cautiously behind a siege cart. The car was made of old wood from the mountains, and the top was covered with a thick layer of iron protection, and torches and bows and arrows were helpless. Due to its heavy weight, the rushing vehicle had to be pushed by 30 soldiers at the same time.

The human soldiers watched as the ugly rushing cart approached the gate of the outer camp, and hurriedly shot a rain of arrows like locusts. The orc soldiers in thick armor could not resist such shots, and were shot to the ground from time to time. At this point, the shield-wielding warrior who followed behind had to immediately make up for it.

It was not easy for the rushing car to reach the gate of the wall, and the strong orcs pushed the sharp and thick ramming hammer under the car towards the wooden gate of the walled gate.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, large pieces of wood fell off the gate. Seeing this, the human commander howled like a pig about to be killed: "Pour oil! Splash oil! Ignition! ”

Large vats of asphalt and oil were spilled on the car, and before the orc soldiers could react, a torch was thrown on the roof of the car, and a terrible flame burst into flames. The mighty orc warriors were engulfed in flames in the blink of an eye, howling in a sea of fire.

A troll spearman licked his lips in horror as he looked at the burning rushing cart and the soldiers struggling to burn the people who had been burned to the ground. There was a violent shaking that nearly caused the troll spearman to vomit out yesterday's dinner. There was a tooth-aching tearing sound beneath his feet, followed by a chilling howl.

A boulder struck the siege tower on which the troll spearman was riding, smashing half of the second floor on the right half, and the soldiers waiting on the second floor were all bloody.

The siege tower was divided into three tiers, with a huge wooden wheel at the bottom for the orc laborers to push, the second tier for troops, and the bravest and most well-equipped warriors on the third tier.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! The troll's ears were filled with the shouts of the commander of his own team, "As long as you stick to the walls, the weak humans are no match for our warriors!" Hurry up you useless pariahs! ”

There was a blank space in the Troll Spearman's mind, perhaps the scene of the second tier warrior who had been completely destroyed was too terrifying. His younger brother was on the second floor, and only half of his head was stuck in the gap in the wood.

"Plop!" The battering tower, which had been badly deformed, was a little crooked, and the shrunken wood squeezed out the remaining eyeballs in half of his brother's head.

The round ball, which looked brittle, bounced off the wooden ladder and rolled down with a thud.

The troll spearman felt a rush of urine in his lower body......

"Bang!" There was a crash, and the soldiers all fell forward.

"Lean, go, go!" The commander's voice of delight echoed in his ears, and the wooden door was lowered with a thud.

"Warriors! Kill all the humans! The commander jumped out without waiting for the wooden door to be completely lowered.

"Boom!" The troll, who had not yet recovered, suddenly saw the commander who had jumped out and flew back again......

Yes, it did fly back! There was also a spear stuck in his chest, by which the commander was nailed directly to the wall behind him.

Pain distorted the warrior's face, and the troll spearman saw him reach out to him with all his might, but he just couldn't lift it, as if it were a difficult thing to do.

Screams rang out, and one warrior after another fell beside the troll warrior.

"No......" An arrow flew towards him, and the troll warrior noticed that time was as slow as standing still, and the arrow slowly plunged towards his chest.

……

The cries of slaughter and the howls of dying on the battlefield in the distance could also be heard in the large camp. Grand Chief Sarufar was gulping ale and listening to the reports of several officers.

The chieftain of the Bloodspear Clan led some of his clansmen to detour the human defense line according to his own orders, and several other chieftains were also in the camp at this time.

"The casualties of the warriors are very heavy." The Ogre Clan Chieftain's expression was painful.

"After attacking for a few days, I didn't even take the outer camp of the human race." Daizen, the chief of the orc clan, was not satisfied with such a strong attack. Although the population of his tribe is large, he is dissatisfied with this wasted consumption, "If you want me to say, just wait a few more days, and wait for Na Gelong to come with his people." ”

"Groon's appetite was so great that they ate meat, and the others couldn't even eat the bones." The chief of the cyclops, Zilharang, said with a gloomy face, "Let my people attack again, and they will definitely be able to smash open the gate of the human wall!" ”

"Pull it down! Don't think you're going to throw stones. Humans' trebuchets are a hundred times more powerful than yours, and yesterday the vanguard of your clan was smashed into meatloaf? Dai Shan said disdainfully, "That big stone is still there!" But your men are thrifty, and even a tomb is spared. ”

"Dai Shan!" Zilharang jumped up in anger, grabbed a rock beside him and was about to smash it.

"What do you want to do!" Dai Shan is not easy to bully, and the soldiers around him immediately surrounded him, and the big tent was full of swords, axes and spears for a while.

"Stop." Grand Chief Sarufar's majestic gaze swept over, "Don't argue, Gelong and they have arrived." ”

"What ......" The chiefs were startled and hurried out of the camp.

The leader's tent stood at the top of the hill, and several hill-like figures could be seen in the distance at the entrance to the canyon.

"Groon! Gelong! Gelong! ”

The warriors of the clan alliance cheered at the huge figure that slowly approached.

A body as tall as a hill, with sharp claws as long as the flagpoles of an army, strong feet thicker than the body of a mammoth, bucket-like nostrils panting, and thick gray-black fur covering the whole body, like a bear and an ape, just ......

Hundreds or thousands of times bigger!

With every step the terrifying beast took, the ground trembled with unbearable trembling. The scarlet eyes of the giant beast swept over, and the fur of the bravest warriors stood on end, as if they had just woken up from a nightmare.

Appearing in front of them is a legendary creature that can tear dragons apart, the Beamon Behemoth!

Although there are not many of them, each of them is a terrifying creature.

The most powerful, cunning, and greedy of them all was the leader of their clan, Geron.

Due to its greed, not only does it want to monopolize the spoils of war, but it even wants to enslave other orc clans, so it is not popular among the large armies.

But in the case of a poor attack, there is no more power than Beamon, who can kill the dragon.