Bang! Bang!

Before the orc winged dragoons threw their javelins, there was a strange mechanical sound in the fortress on the ground, which roughly sounded like the sound of a bowstring stretching, but if you listened closely, it didn't look like it, because the sound was too loud.

How powerful a bow is needed to create such a movement? It's incredible. The orc scout captain Aang had just thought of this, but his eyes suddenly widened.

Nearly ten spears shot at the ground, as fast as a streamer. Yes, that's right, it's a spear!

It wasn't ordinary arrows or crossbows or anything, the orc scout captain thought of Fang Cai's loud voice, his face and eyes were full of fear, he removed the strength on his right arm, put down his javelin and shouted, "Retreat! Retreat first! ”

But the ballista and bed crossbow had already been activated, and it was too late to react by this time.

The ten spears that were the first to be fired approached the orc scout flying team that was diving down in an instant, poof, the pterodactyl that was targeted by the heavy defensive weapons on the ground, a ball of blood burst out of the abdomen, and the spear passed through the belly of the pterosaur like a piece of paper, and some of the orc cavalry fell into bad luck and were also pierced by the spears that penetrated from the soles of their feet.

The large equipment on Lantan Island had auxiliary aiming tools, so at least seven of the ten spears hit the orcs and pterosaurs directly. In the rain of blood and screams, the pterodactyls and orcs fell from a high altitude, and the orc pterosaurus cavalry who escaped the catastrophe and was in a panic just reacted, and the second round of spears on the ground was launched again, and then there were pterosaurs and orcs pierced by spears, and they fell to the ground like a crash.

"Let's-"

But in the blink of an eye, the scout team was reduced by two to three percent. With bloodshot eyes, the orc scout captain Aang controlled the pterosaur lord beneath him, dodging at least two spears fired at him. Angrily commanded the remaining orc cavalry.

The third round of spears was fired, and the retreating orc scouts dropped five or six more corpses, hastily raised their flight altitude, and fled due east of the fortress.

The orc scout captain Aang actually wanted to order the team to scatter and escape, but the weapons of the ground fortress were arranged like a pocket array, leaving only a vacancy in the east, and Aang was not sure if his decision was right. But according to normal thinking, the breakout must be a retreat from a safer area, and he can only follow his subconscious in the crisis.

Aang glanced back and followed behind him to chat with the dozens of scouts. Blood was dripping from his heart, and at least half of the scouts and pterosaurs were shot.

This group of Holy Arrivals actually placed anti-aircraft weapons in the fortress, and even if he died, he would bring the information back!

"Ballistas and bed crossbows at the gates, passes and mountain tops. Launch! ”

Charles stood on the stone wall of the fortress gate. Looking up at the fleeing orc scout team sweeping overhead, he quickly calibrated the angle, locked on to the orc scout leader, and flipped the switch.

Bang.

The whole machine shook violently, the smoke and dust were dispersed, and only the piercing sound of breaking the air was heard whistling in the ears, and the spears in the card slots were like meteors, straight into the sky. The next moment, the Captain of the Orc Scout's Pterodactyl Lord's mount was pierced through the left flank by this spear. Blood splattered down.

"Got out of the way, come again!"

This spear was originally aimed at the belly of the pterosaur, but the Pterodactyl Lord's mobility was much higher than that of a normal pterosaur, and he actually dodged the attack that was bound to hit. Charles gritted his teeth and commanded the two warrior players next to him, "Get ammo!" ”

The Warrior player immediately pulls one out of the spear and puts it in the card slot, while the other player twists the angle adjuster. Charles clicked the winch with his right hand while steering the bed crossbow with his left hand, chasing the orc scout captain who had fled over the pass, and flipped the switch again.

"Whoosh......"

His eyes followed the spear that broke through the air, the angle of this spear was very tricky, almost shooting at the ass of the pterodactyl, unless the orc scout captain and the pterodactyl lord had eyes on their backs, otherwise when they sensed the danger, the spear should have pierced them.

Unfortunately, at this time, on the stone wall of the pass, Zhang Ze, the 'Hellfire Method', was also manipulating a defensive machine and aimed at the orc scout captain in the sky.

However, Zhang Ze controlled a ballista, and the ballista was loaded with stone projectiles, he quickly ordered the warrior player next to him to help him calibrate the angle of attack, and when he just pulled the trigger, a spear pierced through the Pterodactyl Lord's chrysanthemum, and the Pterodactyl Lord let out a sharp scream, and his huge body twitched violently, tumbling and falling from a high altitude.

And the stone projectile fired by Zhang Ze's ballista was unfortunately scattered on the pterosaur lord's body, poof, a bloody hole was arranged on the pterosaur body, and one of the stone projectiles was shot at the orc scout captain Ange who fell with the pterosaur lord.

The shadow of the stone bullet reflected on Anger's pupils quickly amplified with a piercing sound, and finally, the stone bullet slammed into Anger's helmeted head.

The metal helmet twisted in an instant, and small stone bullets disappeared into the gap formed by the helmet, and then the head and body separated, and the detached head exploded. The orc scout captain is dead.

'Hellfire Method' Zhang Ze received the system kill prompt and grinned.

"Shoot—"

Wing Feng was the commander of the two fortresses on the top of the mountain, the ballista and bed crossbow were running at full speed, the orc scouts who had just fled to the sky above the pass suffered heavy losses, even the captain died mysteriously, and the remnants of the orc winged dragoons struggled to escape, but they were quickly wiped out by heavy weapons.

Thumped!

Charles let go of the crossbow's handshake, looked back at the fortress, and looked outside, more than a hundred pterosaurs and orcs fell to the ground, the gray walls were stained with blood, and a pool of blood quickly formed on the ground.

"Tell someone to dispose of the body." Charles smiled at Long Yan.

A row of systematic text emerges on the retina:

"Successfully expelled the orc scouts."

"Players in the area who participate in battles will be rewarded with experience that matches the results."

"You have shown valiantness in this battle......"

At the first glance of the results, he felt that the 300,000 gold coins were worth it!

Bed crossbows and ballistas are not only capable of killing orc flying teams, but when the orc general leads the legions to pounce, these heavy weapons will give the orc ground troops a taste of fear again.

But it is not necessarily a good thing that the weapon is too powerful, Long Yan led people to clean up the inside and outside of the fortress, and finally found the corpses of one hundred and nine pterosaurs, and the orcs fell from a high altitude, and the corpses fell into human shape, and it was impossible to find a living mouth to obtain information.

"I want to find out, what kind of army the orc royal court sent this time, if there is no intelligence, the enemy is dark and I am very passive." Charles crumpled up a note from the Flying Pigeon, a military report from the Bearman Overseer Uditz and the Acting Consul of Tifanton, Meloti, who were to be stationed in the fortress with 3,000 of Arabe's elite soldiers tomorrow afternoon.

The MI report did not state the situation of the orc army, but Charles was keenly aware that there must be a reason why the female lord Milmando had sent a thousand soldiers to help him this time.

He is not the character who is willing to sit and wait for Udic and Meloti to deliver information to the door, after all, players are players, aborigines are aborigines, and players and NPCs cannot be confused. The Shire wants to defend the six-pointed fortress, relying more on the player's own strength. (To be continued.) )