…… Chapter 102 Breaking the Door and Pursuit

The battle, which began from the moment Sergeant Martin's order to "open fire" was given.

On the walls of Dunhold Castle, more than a dozen cannons instantly let out a deafening roar, and the lethal cannon fire continued to pour out frantically towards the phalanx of the orc army

The moment the shell came out of his chamber, Thrall shuddered. Behind him came the wails of his comrades in pain and anger, but Sal himself was unharmed. Seeing his soldiers suffering casualties from this heavy artillery fire, the powerful shaman summoned the spirits of the earth to pour out his pain on them, and the elemental spirits quickly responded. Along a clear and precise straight line, the whole block of the earth is staggered and raised; A tall, thick earthen wall rose from the ground, holding back the cannonballs dragging the smoke of the line of fire, mitigating the damage to the orc warriors as much as possible. The scene of collapse and re-aggregation, explosion and collision is repeated over and over again.

Compared to the walls of the concentration camps that the orcs had faced, Dunhold's walls were undoubtedly stronger and stronger. Enraged, Thrall tried to repeat his old trick, borrowing the power of the earth to collapse the obstacles in front of him, and the earth fluctuations that came in response were like some ancient huge underground creatures, from Thrall's feet to the main entrance area of the castle. For a moment the walls shook and rubble, but the walls and gates did not fall with a bang.

Although the results were not satisfactory, this could not stop the attack of the tribal army, and they had other ways to break through the gate, and a dozen fierce orc warriors, carrying a huge log as a battering ram, against the rolling stone and wooden arrows, attacked the steel gate again and again. Each collision made a loud noise like thunder, but the sturdy gates of Dunhold Castle remained untouched, standing firmly, blocking the orc army's advance.

"Get out of the way, I'll come"

A voice like a low war drum suddenly sounded, and Old Tang's burly and sturdy body appeared in front of everyone. Seeing that the gate had not been destroyed for a long time, Old Tang couldn't continue to endure it, so he decided to take matters into his own hands and dismantle this giant steel gate Rider Horn galloped to him, and Old Tang jumped off the back of the Horn beside the orc warriors, and easily held the huge log that the orcs needed two people to hug in his arms. Taking a deep breath, Old Tang mobilized the perverted power of his whole body, aimed one end of the "battering ram" at the huge iron gate, and rushed away with his legs.

"Clang" and "crunch...... full of old Tang's brute force, suddenly left a big depression on the solid steel gate, connecting the steel gate and the heavy city wall of the steel bars emitted an unpleasant noise when the metal twisted, those fixed steel frames, bearings are even more broken for most of the time, this solid gate that hinders the pace of the tribal army is under the impact of the old Tang, crumbling and ignoring his own fierce suddenly for the huge shock brought to both sides in the battle, the old Tang in countless people stunned under the gaze, With all his brute force, he aimed the huge log at the huge city gate, and came again

"Boom Boom ......" The huge and sturdy city gate was smashed into the air by old Tang relying on brute force, and then collapsed with a bang. Dozens of human guards who had been holding their positions behind the city gates and waiting for an opportunity to attack ushered in their end in shock and fear and despair. Under the dual effect of the old Tang's staggering strength and the astonishing weight of the iron gate itself, the giant gate that flew to the ground crushed these unlucky eggs into a pulp like "the top of Mount Hygar", and the entire city gate area was blurred with flesh and blood

Old Don's violent demolition finally contributed to the collapse of the huge and strong city gate, and the castle defense has been opened This time, there is no obstacle in front of the orc army, Dunhold Castle, now like a virgin who has been stripped of the last fig leaf, at the mercy of others, and at this moment the orc army will play the role of this abuser

"Power and glory" holding a huge and heavy log, Lao Tang forced a very unreasonable sweep in the fan-shaped range in front of him, just a blow, relying on the length of the "weapon" and the huge strength of Lao Tang, this unfancy blow is like a dozen guys rushing towards Lao Tang to fly away These reactions, the human defenders who want to guard the gap in the city gate in front of the violent old Tang, suddenly vomited blood and flew into a rolling gourd, one by one more out of breath and less in, becoming the best evidence of highlighting Lao Tang's great strength Under the illumination of light, At the city gate, the old Tang who was a man and couldn't open it was so fierce that he couldn't do it again

"Blood and thunder" Old Tang's shocking and powerful impact of the blow immediately ignited the passion in the orc warriors, they roared, followed the footsteps of Old Tang and rushed into Dunhold Castle, the orc's huge green army formation was like a violent tide, under the leadership of the arrows of Thrall, Old Tang, and Hell Roar, wave after wave roared into the city, ruthlessly crushing and slaughtering those shelter defenders who were still trying to resist

The human guards could not organize a decent resistance in the face of the fierce and wild orc warriors, and it can be said that from the moment Old Tang broke the gate of Dunhold Castle, the battle entered the end and the overall situation was decided, and it was only a matter of time before the shelter was completely smashed

However, before that, the great chief of the tribe, Thrall, still has a grudge mixed with national and family hatred to be resolved

He's going to cut Blackmore...... Blackmore ...... of Wolf Bèi From the moment Thrall summoned the massive earthen wall, Blackmore began to scream in horror, and for the first time since he had drunkenly killed Taresha's parents, the Folkstons, for the first time in his hysterical madness

His lieutenant, Zaim Pree, did not exaggerate his encounter in the Arathi Heights, all the plans he had prepared to deal with the orcs had crumbled under the wild and courageous onslaught of the Terror of Sarna and the Horde soldiers, and he had unwisely evoked their terrible rage, and now Blackmore was flustered and languishing, thousands of green-skinned incarnations of death were rushing towards him.

He had to get out of the way, Sal would kill him, and it wasn't until now that Blackmore understood that Sal would catch him and kill him at all costs for what he had done over the years......

"Sergeant, now here is under your command, stop them, stop these green skins at any cost," Blackmore shouted at Sergeant Martin, who was directing the battle on the side, out of his madness, and with his sanity returned boundless fear, Blackmore desperately tried to plug his ears, because of fear, his originally handsome face turned dark purple, and his eyes almost bulged out

Blackmore now no longer has the slightest illusion about defeating Thrall and his tribe; Now he had only one thought in his mind - the faster he could escape, the better, the farther away the better, and as for the sergeant to organize resistance, it was just to buy time for his next escape, and in his heart, he had already regarded the sergeant, including his men, as cannon fodder to delay time, and in Blackmore's eyes, they had already equated with the dead

The sergeant on the side let out a stunned and ridiculous laugh after hearing the lord's order, the sergeant was not stupid, almost instantly Sergeant Martin understood Blackmore's plan, he, like all the guards, became the outcast of his loyal lord at the most critical time, and gave Blackmore a cold and disdainful look, the sergeant ran back into the crowd and ordered them to continue to reload and fire into the artillery, and the cavalry of Blackmore under the city charged towards the orc position. He could hear the roar of battle and the heavy crash of steel, the black armor of his soldiers crushed under the feet of these ugly green-skinned orcs.

Again, the walls trembled. Fear that had never existed enveloped Blackmore, and he fell to his knees. He uses both hands and feet. Blackmore, who had regained his senses, jerked away several of the guards around him, rolled down the wall, and fled like a dog across the stairs into the atrium, heading towards the Lord's Mansion, where he had a secret passage leading directly to the outside of the city, and if he could get there before Thrall could catch him, he would be able to escape

The cavalry of the castle were still fighting to the death outside, but neither Blackmore nor the sergeant decided that it was just a dying struggle, and under the command of the orc general with a huge battle axe, the wolf cavalry with huge wolf seats, like bloody demons, the mad slaughterer cavalry troops. In front of that powerful orc, there was no one at all, and every human knight who stepped forward to intercept was almost split in half by that hideous battle axe

Inside the city walls, the rest of the men were screaming and desperately trying to defend themselves with what they could find—scythes, pitchforks, and even the wooden weapons that Sal had used to train. But even the regular troops in the shelter were just small reptiles that had been crushed at the moment, and Sergeant Martin saw with his own eyes that the minotaur dancing with the huge siege log, like a god descending from the earth, just a simple sweep made a dozen guards spurt blood and die on the spot

The human defenders were almost desperate, these fierce tribal warriors were not something they could resist at all, if it weren't for the sergeant's vast experience directing them to form a formation to protect themselves, I am afraid they would have been wiped out long ago, and even so, if the battle continued, the fate of death would have quietly befallen him

Blackmore, who was fleeing from the wolf, didn't have the heart to think about the battle situation at all, he was only thinking about escaping, and he was rushing straight to the lord's mansion. And just as he walked through the atrium and immediately touched the gate of the Lord's Mansion, a roar like thunder resounded throughout the battlefield

"Over there, Sal, over there" Relying on his tall stature and wide vision, Old Tang immediately discovered the trace of Blackmore, and shouted at Sal to remind him that the huge siege log had become the most eye-catching road sign, pointing directly in the direction of Blackmore

Sal, who heard Old Tang's reminder, stared, and a hideous and cold expression appeared on his face. Pulling the reins of the frost wolf snow song, holding aloft the ruining war hammer, one person and one rode wildly in the direction of the lord's mansion

Blackmore, the owner of the asylum, the source of this qiē sin and shame, must die today

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