The main assault force was wiped out in the first charge, which was a great blow to the morale of the barbarians, but they did not stop there, this was the last battle of their race, and if they successfully invaded the air ferry territory, they would get a lot of supplies and food, and the race could be continued.

If you fail, there is no difference between dying on the battlefield and dying of starvation.

The soldiers noticed that the barbarians had entered the firing range, they raised their muskets one after another, and the ballistas on the side also opened their bowstrings, and a new round of arrows and projectiles were thrown into the battlefield below like a storm, and the hit rate of the muskets at this distance was more than 70 percent, and the overwhelming counterattack stopped the pace of the barbarians from a hundred meters away.

For the scattered barbarians, the range of damage of * can no longer meet the requirements of defense, and the light musket can be more useful.

"Fire!"

"Keep an eye on the enemy's movements, and never let them approach the fortress walls!"

Unlike wild beasts, tall barbarians were able to climb directly onto the walls of forts with the help of ropes, and it was impossible for humans to defeat them if the barbarians swarmed and engaged in hand-to-hand combat.

There were still barbarians who, after being hit by projectiles, stubbornly rushed to the bottom of the fortress wall, and took the ropes from their bodies, and threw the barbed iron hook up the seven-meter-high wall, trying to climb it with the help of the ropes.

But the soldier who had been waiting for a long time directly swung his knife and cut the rough rope, and the barbarians who had climbed halfway up howled and fell hard, but they were not hurt by their rough skin, and after patting the dirt on their buttocks, they did not feel any pain at all.

But the barbarians did not give up, and when the attack at close range was fruitless, they took local materials, picked up the stones scattered on the ground next to them, and threw them, but the damage was minimal, and as a weapon, the stones had lost power before they could reach the city, and fell from mid-air.

However, as time passed, the barrel of the musket had become hot due to the non-stop firing, which could have caused an explosion if it had been continued to be used.

Rand ordered the soldiers to quickly bring up the grease used as a coolant, and it only took a dozen seconds of cooldown time for the musket to be put back into battle.

But the attack of the ballista could not cover every area where the barbarians existed, and when the hollow period of the musket appeared, the barbarians felt the pressure from the opposite side suddenly decrease, and the ubiquitous lethal projectiles suddenly disappeared, and with a loud roar, the barbarians launched a second charge, dozens of iron hooks hooked the city in two breaths.

But then the barbarians were stopped by the pitch-black stones that came down from the city, and a foul smell lingered over the walls of the fortress for a long time.

It is coal that is covered with a layer of tar and is extremely flammable.

At some point, a figure stood at the top of the city, dressed in the uniform of an air-collared soldier, but without any weapons in his hands.

He doesn't need weapons, because his own strength is his most powerful weapon.

Flames rose from beneath his feet, turning into starry rays and venting downward.

It was like a rainstorm in the air, but it was made up of flames.

The moment the tar touched the flame, it burst into flames.

With a limit of five meters, a wall of fire was lit in the area in front of the fortress wall.

The ropes snapped inch by inch, and a dozen savages who had not had time to escape wailed and died in the flames.

"He's the one the teacher kept mentioning, the same kind who can use flames?" Kang Na glanced at the sea of fire under the city wall with trepidation, and couldn't help but say, "The ability of the elemental system is really powerful, not at all like our auxiliary system. ”

"It's just that our abilities are not suitable for fighting, don't have confidence in yourself," Andy comforted Connor, "Hasn't Connor always disliked violence and war?"

"But war is everywhere. Connor sighed.

"He walked over to us. Andy whispered, "Say hello." ”

"Hello. To Andy's surprise, Oak, who didn't look very old, reached out his hand before them, "My name is Oak. ”

"Andy. ”

"My name is Connor, and are you a student of the teacher?" asked Connor.

"......" Oak hesitated for a moment, remembering the strange old man who was now far away in the mountains, nodded silently, and said as if he had made a decision, "Yes." ”

When the wall of fire is extinguished, the billowing smoke is mixed with deadly sulphur dioxide, a toxic gas that prevents cells in the blood from binding to oxygen, and can lead to coma or death if ingested in large quantities.

Today's wind is blowing right towards the Arctic Mountains.

Having just escaped from the flames, the barbarians were once again threatened by the smoke.

With little to escape downwind, the muskets began to roar again, and although the smoke would obscure their vision, they could still see through the gaps in the enemy's direction, allowing them to locate themselves in the fog.

The smoke rose for more than ten minutes before it began to thin out.

Observing the barbarians who ingested these poisonous gases in large quantities, most of them began to shake their bodies, their feet were vain, and they were unstable even on their feet.

Rand felt that the savage's sanity might be severely affected by this time, and they began to vomit or fall into the snow as if they had taken too many drugs.

However, sulphur dioxide is much more powerful than drugs.

Looking at the barbarians who were violently shaking their heads or twisting their bodies in the snow at this time, Rand felt that they should add a BGM at this time.

Hey, I feel like I've reached the pinnacle of my life......

I feel like I'm about to go to heaven.

Just as Rand breathed a sigh of relief, a soldier ran from the other side of the fortress wall, beads of sweat, short of breath and panting.

And there was a mixture of panic and fear in his eyes.

"My lord, I ask for help! I ask for help! A group of barbarians have crossed the eagle's beak and are about to approach the town!"

The soldier's words made Rand fall into an ice cellar in an instant.

Only then did he understand why the barbarians in front of him were so persistent in attacking the fortress walls, refusing to retreat even if they were forced to inhale poison gas, because they had been attracting the attention of the soldiers for their sneak attackers.

Only by attracting a lot of firepower and eyes to the direction of the fortress wall will it be possible for their companions to succeed in smuggling from the eagle's beak crossing!

"How many of them are there?" Rand took a deep breath.

"Less than thirty people, but they are much larger than the group of barbarians attacking the fortress walls!"

It turns out that the sneak attackers are the elite troops of the barbarians!

Their leader, most likely, is on that team!

"Payne!"

"Yes, my lord!" Penn replied loudly.

"I order you, lead the Knights, and meet the sneak attackers head-on!

"If you can't hold it, you'll die!" Payne looked determined.

"No," Rand shook his head, "even if you die, you have to keep it for me." ”