At the same time, a few hundred kilometers away, the fortress of Shushan Town ......

The archer commander stared at the wall in front of him, listening to the earth-shattering shouts of killing coming from the other side of the wall. The pen www.biquge.info leaned slightly, he turned his head and waved his hand forward, shouting: "Release!" ”

Airplanes...... Whoosh!

The archers who filled the square unwound their strings at the same time, and a puff of feathered arrows leaped into the sky, flew a parabola around the city wall, and then fell like a dark cloud.

"Here comes the arrow!" There was a shout from the city, and the dense crowd had a shield on top of the shield, and a rat without a shield was scurrying, making a hopeless effort.

Woo...... Sassy, sassy!

The rain of arrows poured down, and a layer of "hair" grew on the ground in an instant, and many people were pressed to the ground and nailed into hedgehogs.

Dada......

Hurried footsteps were heard from behind, and the frightened soldiers looked back to see a dwarf riding on a chocobo with an explosive bag in his hand, rushing forward desperately. In order to speed up, he did not carry any weapons and armor at all, and the chocobo had two legs upside down like a windmill, passing between the sword rain and stones in the sky, as fast as the wind.

Instead of dying halfway like the previous one, the dwarf was lucky enough to rush to the base of the wall, and threw out the explosives bag in his hand with great force. I only heard a "boom" and the mountain shook the ground, and the debris flew in the gap that was originally blown out, and it was blown forward again.

The shock wave rolled back, and as soon as the dwarf reined in his mount, his small body was swept away by the air wave, and before he could fall to the ground, a feathered arrow nailed him into a "hedgehog".

"Go on! Attack up! In the rear, the commander of the battle kept shouting, and the dwarven soldiers, who were smothered on the ground, rose from the dust and continued to howl and rush forward. In front of them, rows of ladders were erected and hung on the skirts of the wall, the hooks flipped over and clasped the wall, and the soldiers bit their steel knives and rushed up.

Further up, the Iron Arm soldiers at the head of the city poked their heads out, lifted stones and smashed them down desperately, facing each other face to face, letting out a beastly roar.

Rumble!

As the rock fell, a dwarven warrior rolled down the ladder, and a row of people below hurriedly clung to the ladder, and when the corpse fell down, they immediately raced against time to climb up.

Looking up further, a puff of unkempt stones flew past the wall and smashed straight into the town, a catapult that had adjusted its height to the limit.

On the other hand, there is also a litter of unkempt rocks flying out of the town, and those militiamen don't even need to prepare stones, and there are broken walls everywhere, and there are murder weapons everywhere, and a few pieces can be thrown into them to fire.

"Put!"

Under the order of the flag bearer, a large unkempt stone brick was thrown on the head of the city, and just as he was about to fly over the city wall, a cluttered stone also flew from the opposite side, and the two collided with each other and exploded over the city. Countless bricks and stones poured down, and Sergio, the commander of the legion, who was shouting and running wildly at the head of the city, passed by here, and hurriedly made a tiger pounce forward, narrowly avoiding it.

After getting up, Sergio was startled, and the adjutant who had been following him all along?

"Sambo? Sambo! Sergio looked back, only to see that there was a pile of rocks and bricks behind him, and in the flying dust, a hand stretched out from the pile of rubble, hanging weakly.

Sergio stumbled over, grabbed his hand and pulled it out, but as soon as he exerted his strength, he sat on the ground with his ass. Raising his hand blankly, he saw that there was only one hand in his hand, and nothing else.

Sergio shook his upper body, threw it away, got up and threw himself at another section of the city wall.

As soon as he ran a few steps, a soldier guarding the city beside him suddenly leaned back and was subconsciously supported by him. Looking down, I saw a feather arrow nailed to the soldier's eyebrows, and he was already dead of anger.

Sergio threw away the corpse and rushed to the wall with a two-handed machete to take his place, slashing sideways at the dwarven soldier who had just jumped up. Hearing only a "woo", the soldier was slashed in half, and the two stumps fell down with their internal organs scattered all the way.

Bite!

Sergio flew a crossbow arrow with a crossbow arrow, and smashed it against the ladder hook, only to hear the sound of "bang", the hook was disconnected in response, and the ladder was kicked down by him. In an instant, the screams were heard from heaven to earth, and more than a dozen people who were still hanging on the ladder fell down with the ladder in despair, and the crowd below was divided, and they all fell to seven holes and blood tendons.

Sergio glanced down and saw that the ramp below the city was densely packed with people, and the tide was pouring down the city walls. And the city walls are also crawling with people, like creepers sprawling upward.

Sergio suddenly felt a little dizzy, his burly body shook, and then he gritted his teeth, shook his head violently, and shouted with a fierce light: "Kill,!" Kill me! Kill them all! ”

Since yesterday noon, the enemy has launched a continuous attack, which has been going on all night until now. The defenders don't know how many people they have killed, and they don't know how many people they have killed, as long as they can still move, they are killing, as if they are crazy.

At this point, everyone had already exceeded the limits of their bodies, including him, the commander of the legion.

There are 50 powerful magic cannons on the city, but the Iron Arm Legion lacks magicians and cannot use them, so they can only rely on flesh and blood to fill them.

Wait!

Behind the castle, a feathered arrow slashed overhead, grazing the scalps of the defenders and flying past, one of which hit their own back. Fortunately, the Iron Arm Legion was heavily armoured, and the arrow did not cause serious damage, but it also scared Sergio a lot.

He threw himself on the skirt of the inner wall, glared at his eyes and roared loudly: "Raise the arrows, you have wounded your allies!" ”

"Raise the angle!" There was a roar from the city, and the arrows finally rose a little.

Looking at the arms of those archers, who were already completely stiff, Sergio pointed at the archer commander and scolded: "If it doesn't work, rotate, if something happens, I'll cut off your head!" ”

"Yes!" The chief archer turned and raised his hand again, signaling to prepare. Change? These people had just been replaced, and dozens of people had already dislocated their shoulders in the group of people who had just gone down.

Whoosh!

A clump of feathered arrows was thrown high above the city, and Sergio slapped off the skirt of the wall, turned back and went back to command the battle. If he looked up at this time, he would find that a small white dot in the western sky was rapidly approaching this direction.

The feathered arrows were thrown high again, and the Alliance troops attacking the city walls hurriedly fled, and a large number of people fell. The ground was densely packed with diagonal arrows, and there was nowhere to put their feet.

Knock knock! Woo......

The sound of drums and trumpets changed at the same time, and Bolval-Fortaggen, who was commanding the battle in the rear, lowered his hand, and beside him, another mixed phalanx of dwarves and gnomes roared forward. Everywhere they went, the soldiers of the previous offensive echelon, who were riddled with dead and wounded, hurriedly dragged the wounded back, and with the help of friendly troops, they retreated to the rear for treatment and recuperation.

"Hey, human life is worthless." Lazy words came from Bowval's side, and the generals looked at them in a strange tone.

It was fish food that spoke, and he was still the same coward, still leaning back in a chair. It seemed to everyone that he twisted and changed to a more comfortable position, and took another sip of the flask.

"Hahahaha." Bolval still laughed in return, "People are meant to die, including us, and we need to die worthily in order not to live in vain." ”

"Uh-huh." Fishfood shrugged and muttered, "Shit." ”

Hearing this, Boval smiled, turned around respectfully and said, "Sir promised to do it for me once, why don't you do it now?" (To be continued.) )