PS: Yesterday there was really something no time to update.,In recent days, the heat insulation has been a bit tight because of work problems.,Time is a little tight.,Maybe you can only change about three thousand words a day in the near future.,After this period, it will be restored to five thousand one more.,Here I apologize to my friends who have been chasing more.,After all, my job is to support my family.

Needless to say, the numbered ones trapped outside the gate scrambled to enter the gate, while Hebrew led the receivers to fend off the orc soldiers who had slipped through Ente's flank, dragging the last of their numbered people back into the gates, who were badly wounded but still panting.

"Close the door!" With a loud roar, Hebrew joined the other soldiers in slamming the gate shut, and the heavy deadbolt was re-fastened.

"I can't believe I'm still alive!" The wild wolf covered the biggest wound on his body and said with a dumbfounded expression, and the rescued numbered people also looked the same as him, listening to the roar of the half-orcs outside the door, a group of people couldn't help but feel like a world apart, although everyone was injured, but after all, their lives were saved.

The stone giant outside the city gate can finally let go of his hands and feet after completing his mission, he first knocked a group of half-orc soldiers away with a heavy hammer impact, and then followed by a combo that shook the ground and added a big loop, although the power of these moves has decreased a lot without weapons, but the power of the stone giant is still not something that the numberers can resist, and the opposite formation is made by the stone giant's set of moves.

However, Ente's biggest flaw is the lack of lethality, it's okay to deal with miscellaneous soldiers like half-orcs, if you encounter a target with strong vitality like the numbered person, it is difficult to inflict fatal damage on the other party, Ente has complained to Hu Bin countless times about this, if there are enough rare metal materials, Ente can arm his big sword to greatly increase the lethality. But it's a pity that Hu Bin doesn't have enough materials, and even after a few consumptions, there are not even many basic fluorite materials left, and this time he used the collapsed city wall, which summoned Ente. The only remaining fluorite material, Hu Bin is still pinched in his hand as a hole card to use.

Hu Bin, who was standing on the city wall, saw the gray face on the opposite side and his mind moved, and the stone giant that had been replaced suddenly disintegrated into a pile of rubble, and many people's attacks fell into the air, and the two numbered people who were about to start a melee battle were almost buried by the rubble. The numbered people of the dark side who fought back were dumbfounded all of a sudden, they thought that the time for the summoning of the stone giant had come, and they all scolded, knowing that they had honestly waited for the other party to dissipate on their own, and wasted half a day's strength in vain.

Feeling that the energy value consumed by more than half was slightly recovered, Hu Bin summoned Ente this time without using the energy in a few puppet cores, and the consumption was slightly larger. He poured a bottle of wine that would speed up his energy recovery. Hu Bin, who was not yet extravagant enough to use the moon well water to cope with all the mana consumption, had to replenish his energy in this way, but the side effect of this was that he had to fill his stomach with wine and stay slightly drunk.

"Hey, Reed! Thank you so much, you're so handsome! The wild wolf hugged Hu Bin excitedly, such an enthusiastic move subverted Hu Bin's original perception of him, and the wild wolf, who often had a cold face, was actually an emotional guy.

"Small!" Hu Bin pushed away the wolf and smiled, and after seeing the situation of the wild wolf and their trapped, Hu Bin rushed here at full speed. He's just been here. Pinching the honorary noble insignia on his chest, Hu Bin felt that the luck of this group of Gondor numberers was really good, if it weren't for the accidental death of the commander on this floor, Hu Bin really couldn't mobilize these soldiers at the city gate. At that time, even if they arrived here in time, they could only watch the wild wolves wipe them out.

The orcs below began to attack again with a roar, but they were hit back by Okov, who arrived later, and when they saw the big pit at the city gate, Hu Bin curled the corners of his mouth with satisfaction.

The general, who was crushed by the trebuchet, gave Hu Bin a hint. Every time he summoned Ente, it was on flat ground, but no one stipulated that it had to be on flat ground to summon, and Hu Bin, who wanted to give it a try, communicated with Ente for a short time. He threw Ente's core high into the air, and the scene like a meteorite falling from the sky was actually just the result of Ente falling from a height of about ten meters.

This move is actually not perfect in Hu Bin's heart, if he has the ability to take Ente to a higher place, and use the lava giant state to reduce the damage suffered by Ente when he lands, I believe that the magnificence and power of the move will be even more amazing.

"Ent, are you interested in trying to make the crossbow fly with your core?" Hu Bin came up with a good idea.

"Don't even think about it!" After a moment of silence, Ente said resolutely in a spiritual connection.

"Don't refuse so quickly, you can say it if you have the conditions!" Hu Bin tried to seduce the Ent, but he didn't receive a reply for a long time.

"Reed, it's almost impossible to hold here." Hebrew interrupted Hu Bin, pointed to the trolls who were slowly walking here, and said, the previous actions had consumed most of his troops, and for the half-orc soldiers outside, that little archery was a drop in the bucket, once the city gate was breached, they would be instantly overwhelmed, and now there was no second bottle of madness potion to use.

"Well, we're ready to withdraw." After Hu Bin commanded the nearby soldiers to completely block the city gate with barriers, he led everyone to retreat to the fourth floor.

"That guy is what you call Reed?" Lawrence was not in the least dismayed by his own defeat, and he watched with interest at the Elven numbered man on the wall from a distance.

"That's right, the signature Golem summoning technique, the appearance of the alien camp, and the strong personal strength, there is no one else but him." Bieber gritted his teeth and said that he was let go after the first encounter with Reed, which made Bieber very entangled in the face of Reed.

Lawrence suddenly showed a bright smile, Bieber's heart trembled after seeing this smile, that is the expression that only appears when Lawrence is very interested in something, he has been treated by Lawrence with such a smile before, and he finally became Lawrence's bodyguard, as for what happened in between, Bieber swears he never wants to remember it again in his life.

"It's coming!" Lawrence suddenly said something thoughtlessly, and Bieber didn't ask anything more, but turned his head to look back.

A group of exceptionally well-equipped orc troops slowly marched towards the area, and the orc soldiers along the way made way for this force.

"The Witch King is finally willing to send out the elite troops!" Bieber muttered that he had seen this force in the Orc Marching Camp before, an army made up entirely of strong, well-established elite orcs. Only obeying the orders of the demon lord Sauron, whether it is discipline or combat effectiveness, it is completely incomparable to ordinary orc soldiers.

"Let's go too, the road ahead seems to have been opened by the trolls, and the enemy's elite should also appear, the real battle has just begun, really, I'm looking forward to it!" Lawrence slowly smiled sickly, and then blended into the advancing ranks. Not far behind Lawrence, a mixed force of numbered and orc soldiers also drove into the second floor of the White City, although they were not in the same equipment. But without exception, they show a confident expression.

This force is the real main force of the Dark Camp Numberers, a force composed of many idle numberers and a few small alliances, more than two hundred people. Although Lawrence and Jack are very good in the dark camp, more numberers are unwilling to be subservient, after all, the numberers who have the courage to choose the dark camp are all people who have some confidence in themselves.

If Hu Bin saw this scene, he would definitely sigh, the purpose of the dark camp was clear, that is, to capture Baicheng, as long as he succeeded in taking Baicheng. The numberers of the Gondor faction had many other options, such as the Master of Skill taking a group of men to pick up Aragorn. There are still many people waiting for reinforcements from the Rohan Kingdom to act together in the stone lane, and it can be said that any of them are better than holding on to the White City, and they will not ask for too much prestige.

For this reason, many of the scattered numbered people who did not have enough prestige to fight on the second floor of the city wall went outside the city in search of opportunities. It greatly diluted the power of the numberers in the city. Now that Luo Han's reinforcements have not yet arrived, but the Ringing Knight has knocked on the door, it can be said that the situation in Baicheng has reached a very critical level.

Hebrew had this idea on his way to the fourth floor, but after reaching the fourth floor, his concept changed somewhat.

The fourth floor of the White City is different from the bottom three. The lower three floors of the building are generally home to residential houses and daily shops, but from the fourth floor onwards, the space on each floor is much smaller. The buildings were also converted from civilian to military, and the barracks, armament warehouses, blacksmith shops, and trebuchet positions were all on this level, so the fortifications were much more complex and strong than the other floors, and the commander of the fourth floor was Poromir himself, which shows how much the White City cared about the defense here.

A more complex defense system, more dangerous terrain, and more elite troops have improved the defense of the fourth to sixth floors a lot. The fortress in the White City, this is the collective name of the residents of the White City for the fourth, fifth and sixth floors.

A piercing roar came, and Hu Bin and his party saw that the ring spirits in the sky were finally forced back by the dense arrows, although they brought a devastating blow to the trebuchet position on the fourth or fifth floor, and also killed and injured many defenders, but did not cause any damage to the strong city defense system, and the archers in the dark castle were still constantly firing arrows outside.

"Reed, what's going on down there?" After Boromir saw Hu Bin and his entourage returning, he quickly rushed here.

"I can't stand it anymore, at most in another seven or eight minutes, and the orcs will hit here. Where are the reinforcements from the Kingdom of Rohan, they should have arrived a long time ago. Hu Bin gasped and said.

"I don't know, we have lost contact with the outside world, although there are people monitoring the situation in the north on the seven-story platform, there is still no sign of reinforcements until now." Boromir's brow furrowed even tighter, he had been receiving bad news for half a day. The loss of the city, the casualties and missing of his men, and the attack of the Ringwraith, all of which made him anxious, and now that the orcs were here, he was relieved, because he only had to think about defending as much as possible.

"General, when we came back, we saw that the elite troops of the orcs had already marched here, and they also had a large number of mercenary corps, which were very strong in combat, and I suggested that you give priority to attacking these mercenaries." Hebrew leaned in and said to Boromir.

"Thank you for your information, Hebrew Lord." Boromir reluctantly smiled at Hebrew, and then said, "We are not unprepared. ”

"Could it be ......" After Hu Bin heard Boromir's words, he thought of a possibility, and he couldn't wait to see it.

"General Boromir, on the orders of the Regent, Ross reports to you." A warrior in heavy armor with a sharp all-steel spear came up behind Borromir and spoke loudly in a loud voice.

"Springs Guard!" Hu Bin saw a squadron of soldiers following Rose. I couldn't help but swallow. There was nothing in his eyes but the winged eagle helmet on their heads, a slightly crystalline halo that only pure Mithril could emanate.

"Rose, my father actually sent you here, what should I do if you leave the safety of the Consulate?" Boromir was a little worried about his father's safety, and although the defenses in the seventh-floor Consulate were stronger, they were not yet safe for the Witch King and the other Ringwraiths. He knew that his father had promised to send an elite unit over, and he originally thought that it would be the heavy infantry regiment on the sixth floor that was still basically intact, but he never expected that it would be the Yongquan Guard.

"Lord Regent says we are needed more here!" Ross is no small anymore. Mottled wrinkles had climbed his cheeks, but the powerful frame and glowing eyes showed that the warrior was still in his prime. In fact, each of the Yongquan guards is not young, they are selected from the veterans of various elite legions, and they have reached the peak of their combat effectiveness and combat experience. As an army at the bottom of the box of the Kingdom of Gondor, it can be said that the time when they are dispatched is when Gondor is facing the end of the country. In normal times, they usually exist as guards of the Consulate, and the armor that has been passed down from generation to generation rarely leaves them. No one knew how strong this squadron-sized force really was, as the Kingdom of Gondor hadn't used them for nearly a thousand years. And today, this historic royal guard has finally appeared on the battlefield.

"Orcs!" On the watchtower high up, the sentry shouted loudly. And the archers, who had been prepared for a long time, put their arrows on the strings.

Seeing the sledgehammers in the hands of the trolls at the head of the surging army of orcs, Boromir sneered, if he had been nervous about these huge monsters before. But now it's no longer a problem.

"Open the gates and let them in! Rose, take your men down there and stand by. Boromir confidently ordered.

"Let's go too. Just a good time to see how powerful the legendary Spring Guardian is! Hu Bin was a little worried about Boromir's hasty arrangement, although he had already heard of the name of the Yongquan Guard, but this time it was a mixed army of all elite half-orcs and numbered ones, once they could not withstand their attack, the four-story city would be surrendered to the enemy.

Lin and Ta Dun were already on the fourth floor, and they rushed here with Hu Bin's men first, and Hu Bin had taken away the more agile rangers when he rescued his own number, and now the combined strength of the two forces was quite considerable. Whether it is the Icylian Ranger or the top cavalry heroes in another world, the heroic knights are not ordinary soldiers, but there is a bit of a gap compared to the Yongquan guards next to them, the arrogant heroic knights have always been the best in the warband world, and at this time, when facing these Yongquan guards, they sometimes drifted their eyes over, whether it was the opponent's physique or momentum, the knights felt pressure, and they suspected that these warriors were more like iron cans than themselves, It is completely possible to compete head-on with yourself in the charge on a warhorse.

The higher the strength of the Yongquan Guards, the happier Hu Bin became, although Boromir's plan was a bit bold, but it could kill and injure the living force of the orcs more effectively. When the orcs entered the four-story gate, they would find that there was an even more exaggerated gate behind the originally heavy gate, and between the two gates was a narrow slope that resembled an urn city, and the walls on both sides of the road were densely covered with many shooting ports, and Borromir deployed a large number of troops here.

The numbered ones stood at the end of the corridor behind the Yongquan guards, and through the gaps in the shields, they could see the two gates slowly opened, and a large number of orcs appeared on the opposite side of the corridor at the right time.

Three or four trolls rushed into the corridor with huge hammers, although they were a little puzzled why humans would take the initiative to open the city gate, but under the stimulation of the enemy on the opposite side, their originally inflexible brains were completely occupied by the desire to kill.

The ogre's body like a small truck entered the corridor, and then found a very embarrassing fact, that is, the weapon in its hand, the sledgehammer that was originally used to attack the city gate can no longer be deployed, and the small space makes the oversized ogre feel very depressed, this feeling forces it to constantly knock on the walls on both sides, but the level of defense of the city wall is not a simple attack can be broken, not to mention that the walls on both sides were strengthened when this corridor was built.

But the temptation of human flesh is far greater than the gambil's dissatisfaction with the cramped space. Attracted by the bloody humans on the other side, they stumbled towards the opposite side with stumbling steps, but when the trolls were halfway down the road, the archers on either side finally began to wield their might.

It happened just as Boromir had expected, the trolls, the would-be good monster class, became a hindrance to the orcs' attack, the orcs behind them were held back by the dense array of arrows, and the trolls slowed down due to the dense barrage of arrows, raising their iron arms in front of them to fend off the arrows that hit their eyes, but the occasional arrow passing through the gaps in their armor still caused pain in their nerves buried beneath the thick flesh.

It's not just trolls who are in trouble. The orcs behind them were treated in the same way, and although the elite orcs were much better equipped than ordinary orc soldiers, they were exposed under arrows in this unavoidable terrain, and no amount of thick armor on their bodies did much to help.

"Take out the poisoned arrows and shoot them in the knee for me." Hu Bin gave an order to the Icylian rangers, and at a distance of less than fifty meters, those huge meat balls were really the best targets in the eyes of the rangers, not to mention knees, even navel eyes. These rangers can easily stick arrows in, and the only thing these trolls can be thankful for is that they didn't point the chrysanthemum at the enemy.

The ogre with an arrow in his knee fell to his knees, and the shafts of arrows on his leg joints were densely packed with arrows telling what kind of attack had been suffered here before. Little by little, the toxins on the arrows spread throughout the legs, and although they could not have a lethal effect on the powerful trolls, they did have a paralyzing effect. The trolls were originally equivalent to the speed of ordinary walking, but now they can only be described as crawling.

The orc commander in the back finally reacted. The orc elites, who had been blocked behind and were beaten badly, turned their weapons on their former allies, and soon the trolls with cut legs collapsed in the corridor, and the orcs continued on their feet.

See your meter broken. The morale of Gondor's side was not dampened in the slightest, and when they saw that the orcs finally filled the corridor, they threw in the gifts they had prepared.

The temperature of boiling asphalt and oil can even reach hundreds or thousands of degrees, and a spoonful can easily cook a piece of meat, and the soldiers defending the city of Gondor are not polite at all, and directly pour several large pots into it.

The hot grease stirred up a wail and the smell of roasted meat, and then trickled down the steps up the slope, and the orcs who stepped on it all felt a sharp pain in the soles of their feet, and then fell to the ground and became another roasted corpse.

The orc elites who found something wrong in front of them retreated one after another, only to collide with their companions behind, huddled in the middle of the corridor and burned half to death by the slowly flowing hot oil, and finally saved a small life when the oil temperature cooled down.

The orcs' attack was blocked, but this time it was not the strong gates that stood in their way, but a tunnel full of death. The soldiers on both sides looked at each other across the fifty-meter-long corridor, which was filled with a thick smell of fat and barbecue, and many of the half-orcs who were not dead were still struggling and moaning, and the trolls were writhing their huge bodies, but they couldn't stand up.

Many human soldiers couldn't help but vomit when they saw the tragic scene below, but the orcs didn't react to this, and many orcs actually swallowed their saliva after smelling the smell.

Hu Bin was also a little disgusted by the scene in front of him, although he made a lot of effort in this scene, most of the fire oil originally stored on the Silver Moon was transported back to Baicheng, and the warehouse where these things were stored was on the fourth floor, encountering such a good terrain, in line with the principle of making the best use of things, Hu Bin did not hesitate to provide a large amount of fire oil for the soldiers defending the city.

As an expensive material, fire oil can be used in many places, although the batch of fire oil in Hu Bin's hand was an unexpected joy when he captured the Silver Moon, but when he was splashed by the cauldron like this, he still had a feeling of distress, but when the space prompted his battlefield contribution to continue to improve with the half-orc offensive being stagnant, Hu Bin suddenly had an urge to use money to smash these orcs to death. (To be continued......)