The walls were narrow, and the swarming soldiers quickly lined up under the orders of the centurion, armed with large shields and spears in their hands, the sharp tips of which were pointed at the ferocious werewolves. They are all Roman city soldiers trained by Qin Feng from the system, they are armed with large shields, spears, not good at attacking, but good at defense.

They quickly put together their formation, and Will breathed a sigh of relief, but the next scene was unexpected. Those elite soldiers were unable to resist the werewolf's attack, and one by one the soldiers were beheaded and their necks cut off by the werewolves.

The werewolves have their bloodthirsty mouths full of fangs, they don't scream with excitement like gnolls, they don't want to roar with excitement like greenskins, they just repeat the movements of their hands, killing one enemy after another. The bloodthirsty eyes turned green to red, and the ferocity was unexpected.

The sprayed blood and the melted snow water mixed and flowed down the walls to the bottom of the city, staining the walls with red and mottled walls. But this still did not weaken the courage of the soldiers, they will resist, although the werewolf killed several soldiers, only another werewolf will be stabbed to death by a spear, but they still persistently do their own efforts.

Swaregg's face turned sharply ugly, these werewolves were more powerful than he expected, even more powerful than the werewolves who attacked his tribe. The most striking thing was that they were all armed with weapons, instead of fighting with their claws, as he had seen in the past.

Will's face was also ugly, especially after watching a centurion and werewolf die together. But he knew he couldn't go up, and if something happened to him, it would be really bad.

"Swarig, has the butler arrived, and has the person you sent out?" Will shouted and asked, although Swarig was a brute, but just now he reacted, he knew that he was more capable than himself. Although he was a little jealous, in the face of this situation, he had no choice but to rely on him.

"My lord, I sent someone to inform me before...... But...," Swarig said aloud.

"Roar... Suddenly, a familiar roar came from outside the city, and Swareg pushed away the soldier in front of him and stepped forward to look over. Will followed.

"It's the greenskins, and the werewolves." Swareg's face was extremely ugly, sure enough, these werewolves had reinforcements, and the number of black pressures was definitely not less than 2,000 people.

He wasn't too worried about the greenskins, because as long as the gates weren't opened, it would be difficult for them to climb the walls along the ropes with their stature. But the hundreds of werewolves who had come in from the reinforcements made him feel frightened. These are all those armed with weapons, elite werewolves, and those werewolves are obviously wearing armor, those armor are all tribal armor, I didn't expect Theron to equip them to werewolves. Once their reinforcements came up, the soldiers couldn't stop them at all.

"My lord, we must block the city gates," Swarig turned to Will and said loudly, "those werewolves are too powerful for us to stop them, if we let them occupy the city gates and let more orcs in, then we might as well just block the city gates." Although there are a lot of werewolves, we can still solve them. Once the city gates are occupied, there really is no way. ”

"Do you have to block the gates?" Will hesitated and said: "Once the city gate is really blocked, then we really have no way back, and we won't even have a chance to escape." ”

"Yes, sir." Swarig gripped the handle of his axe and looked at the blackened orc warriors outside the city, "We've run out of retreat, my lord. And will you give up all the soldiers and civilians here? Their names are now in your hands, and you will definitely not forget the instructions that the young master has given you, my lord. ”

Swarig was very irritable in his heart, he hated this man a little, indecisive and hesitant, but he knew that only his words could make all the soldiers obey, and he could only rely on him.

"I'll do it for you now, Swarig." Will finally made up his mind, yes, as Swareg said, behind him is his home, where he grew up, where his friends and relatives live. And the young master's advice is vivid, and he doesn't want to disappoint the young master. He looked up at Swareg: "I'm the general, I'll stay here." Will said, "You need to gather all the barbarian warriors of the White Bear tribe who can fight, we need them." ”

"Yes, sir." Swareg glanced at Will and nodded, like a man, despite his shortcomings. He hurried downstairs, arranged for a centurion to lead his men to block the city gates, and quickly ran back to the city to gather the warriors of his tribe.

The sound of fighting on the battlefield, the roars of the orcs, and the screams of the soldiers dying in battle had already awakened all the sleeping people in the city. In a panic, they grabbed everything they had and fled, but the gates were already surrounded by soldiers. They had nowhere to run, and the city was in disarray after all the patrolling soldiers had been drawn to defend the city.

Swarig pushed his way away and ran towards where his people lived.

"Swareg, what's going on?" A man in soldier armor suddenly shouted at him and asked loudly.

"Whose subordinates are you, why don't you go to the city gate to help defend the city, what are you doing here?" Swarig stopped, yelling. The men were all dressed in soldier's armor, and although their armor was slightly different from that of an active soldier, Swareg didn't notice it at all, when he had arrived in Bulltown for a short time.

"Guarding the door, are the orcs attacking us again?" The man didn't get an answer from Svarig, but Svarigd's words made him guess a lot, and he shouted in surprise.

"You're Lawrence?" Speedig also noticed that something was wrong at this time, this person felt very familiar to him. Much like the owner of the corner tavern, as far as he knows, Lawrence used to be a soldier, but because he was bitten off a hand by a gnoll during the defense of the city, he retired and opened a tavern.

"Yes, Swarig." Lawrence asked eagerly, "Whoever I am, Swarig, is it the orcs attacking us?" ”

"It's none of your business, Lawrence, you better take your wife and find a place to hide, you just go up, and you just lose your life in vain." Swarig looked at Lawrence and the men behind him, sighed, and said, "There are so many orcs that it is impossible to hold on to them with the strength we have. ”

"What about you, are you going to escape?" Lawrence didn't get angry, but asked rhetorically.

“.……”

Swarig didn't answer, but Lawrence already knew the answer, and he laughed: "You and I are the same, no matter what your purpose is, but the ultimate goal is to defend Bull Town, in that case, what if you lose a life." We've lived long enough anyway. Ha ha...... If I can live, when the victory returns, I will treat you to a drink, the kind that will not get drunk and never return. ”

"Haha... I waited. Swarig watched Lawrence run towards the city gate with a few men, and he thought to himself, maybe there are traitors in the human system, whether it is Theron or Amulle, they are all disdainful of him. But there are also many loyal men among the human race, like Lawrence, and those soldiers who are not afraid of life and death, whose actions he admires.

Perhaps this is the reason why human beings still occupy one of the fattest pieces of land on the continent regardless of the passage of time.