It was getting dark, and after hours of fighting, there was not a single ordinary soldier on the city walls.

A large amount of experience makes all the newly recruited warriors become knights.

For Blackstone Collar, this is a real treasure of speed.

After almost half a night of fighting, the human losses were not significant.

The high walls, the snowman is not even better, and it can be said that there are almost no combat casualties, except for a few unlucky muskets.

With the presence of a priest, a healing technique is immediately over, and it is restored!

However, it can also be seen that the musket making technology is still flawed, and the safety needs to be improved.

The goblins at the scene have already made a note of this, and I want to improve it when we go back and forth.

Compared to the new knights who used muskets, those who were originally knights and had always used bows and arrows were not so good.

Drawing a bow is much more tiring than shooting!

Many knights were contemptuous of muskets, believing that they were an external force and a despicable means.

Their thinking cannot change for a while, and they disdain to use it.

Of course, there were also reasons why the muskets were not very powerful before, and it was difficult to pose much of a threat to them.

But after this battle, I think many people will change their minds.

It was getting dark, and the knights who had fought fiercely all night were rotated, and the walls were replaced with new warriors.

Ren was a combination of knights and ordinary soldiers.

The newcomers looked like they had only been overnight, and the recruits who had been armed with muskets like themselves were now knights, and they were full of envy and anticipation into the battle.

Others can, why can't we ourselves, when we rotate again, we can also become knights!

During the day, you can clearly see the army of the Yeti stretching from the Great Snow Mountain to the city walls.

The rumbling footsteps were endless, like an unstoppable torrent, and the number was simply shocking!

"Boom...... Rumble...... Boom ......"

The artillery roared again.

This time, everyone saw that the snowmen hundreds of meters away were killed one by one.

The fleshy corpse was thrown high, then fell again.

The snow melted widely, revealing black craters.

In order to move forward, the snowmen must first fill in the areas where there is no snow.

It's like a blocked flood that makes the soldiers on the city wall a lot easier.

"Bump...... Touch...... Touching ......"

The sound of gunfire kept coming to mind, and the soldiers shot the approaching snowman......

Once someone becomes a knight, the whole body quality can immediately improve to a higher level.

Eyesight is better, aiming is easier, and the recoil that is not very large can be ignored directly.

Kill efficiency is instantly increased!

"Boom ......"

Relatively ordinary gunshots and artillery, the sound of Marlon's sniper rifle is always so special and eye-catching.

At first, the recruits who didn't know why they thought something was wrong and turned their heads to watch.

After being scolded by the captain above, he came back to his senses and realized that this is the battlefield, don't get distracted.

But he also saw the source of the voice, it was the lord.

So compared to their companions at night, these daytime soldiers were fortunate enough to see the target that Malone killed.

After each loud noise, you can find some snowmen that are particularly difficult to deal with, and you can't aim at all, and suddenly have no head, only the body is there, and the blood is pouring from the neck, or the whole body is simply torn into two sections.

"Sure enough, you deserve to be a lord!" A knight sighed.

"If I had a musket like that, I could do it too!" One of the new soldiers retorted unconvinced.

"Shhh......h More than 100 pounds! ”

"Do you know how much recoil there is?" Without waiting for the recruit to speak, he continued: "A small body like you, the whole person will fall apart after one shot!" You can pay it back......"

The recruit was speechless, and asked cautiously for a while, "Is it really that heavy?" ”

The knight shot an arrow, knocking a rushing snowman to the ground, and turned his head and said, "You're from out of town, aren't you?" ”

"I was originally a soldier under a nobleman in the Northern County, and then the lord surrendered, so I became a member of the Blackstone Lord."

"No wonder!" The knight glanced at the recruit and said, "I'll tell you......"

Battles during the day are indeed much easier than at night. The sight is good, the soldiers shoot more targetedly, and the snowmen that rush at them are often slaughtered remotely before they even reach the bottom of the wall.

Even the use of artillery to reduce the pressure is reduced, which can save a lot of shells.

The goblin craftsmen who accompanied the army took the opportunity to overhaul all kinds of equipment, and some of them could not be used, so they hurriedly dragged them down.

Marlon also lost his goal for a while, resting on the side, eating a belated breakfast by the way.

The special individuals among those snowmen, even if they all have a certain IQ, can't help but be slaughtered by him.

It's still daytime, the sight is good, and even without Marlon, the knights can wipe out a group of them by gathering fire.

So his real role is more to boost morale and ensure the existence of the focus aura.

Time passed, and five days passed in the blink of an eye.

The heavy snow has stopped, but it looks like it could fall again at any time.

The snow on the ground was covered with a thick layer, especially under the city walls, which was probably more than a man high.

Malone stood in the middle of the city wall, only with the aura of concentration on, and did not join the battle with a gun.

Steck stood aside, reporting on the hidden dangers hidden under the good fortune.

In the past few days, not a single snowman has been able to rush to the city wall, but as a commander, his face is not good-looking.

"We started to experience a shortage of logistical supplies. In particular, there were almost no shells left, not too many musket bullets left, as well as other consumables such as arrows. And these are minor problems, and the fleet of logistical transport will arrive one after another today and tomorrow. ”

"The real trouble is the wear and tear of artillery and firearms, these things can't be replenished quickly, and once the number is small enough to a certain extent, the snowman will lose its suppression.

"The snow under the city walls is now more than two meters thick, and the snowmen are still rushing over in a continuous manner, and when the artillery suppression disappears, there will be more of them, and then this place will soon be piled up into a slope with the snow of their corpses, and the advantage we have with the city walls will be gone!"

"So what?" Malone turned to look at him.

"I need wizards, lots of wizards! They are needed to help repair damaged weapons, melt the snow beneath the city, and...... Control the weather ......"

"There are no wizards." Ma Long shook his head and said, "Most wizards are helping with construction in the south, and they can't draw people out now." ”

"But ......"

Steck wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Malone with an unswerving face.

"I said, wouldn't you be able to fight without a wizard? With tens of thousands of knights here, what are you afraid of? 2k reading network