"Cunning!"

Seeing that the Orc Legion's vanguard was out of the effective range of the bow's arrows, Legni Cumbert snorted in resentment, clenched his right fist, and slammed it into the lookout hole in the inner wall. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The logistics officer of the Frontier Corps only heard a crisp sound of "clattering", the solid wall masonry quietly cracked, and His Excellency the Baron, who was venting his emotions out of control, regretted holding his right hand, with a painful look on his face.

"Well deserved!"

There was a lot of slander in his heart, but he didn't dare to show the slightest strange expression on his face, after all, the gap between identity and status was very large, if it weren't for the war now, he wouldn't have appeared in Baron Cumbert's castle.

"Rest assured, my castle has been fortified, the outer walls have not only doubled, the number of arrow towers has increased to eight, and the specially raised inner walls have twelve ballistae to deal with siege equipment. ”

Regni Cumbert's face was full of confidence, but his arrogance blew into the ears of the Frontier Legion's logistics officer, causing disgust and disgust.

"Ballista, which has only recently begun to be put into use, is the top weapon that has entered the equipment sequence of the first-line legions, and I can't imagine that there are twelve castles of Baron Cumbert!

If you go deeper, you will touch the dark side of the lord, and imagination is a sin, and the logistics officer, Jester Hammer, nodded in agreement, and remained silent.

Unaware, Baron Cumbert became more and more energetic, perhaps in this way to ease the tension before the engagement.

Having never been on the battlefield and having no experience of fighting, the experience of leading troops is nothing more than leading the militia to hunt down orcs and fugitive slaves, which happened last winter.

"There is a situation!"

Jester Hammer noticed the abnormality of the orc legion in time, and desperately opened his mouth to interrupt Regni Cumbert's nonsense, originally a little offended, but the sudden sense of crisis in the heart of His Excellency the Baron made him close the swear words he blurted out, and his eyes followed the direction of the logistics officer's arm, and he saw something that made him tremble.

Ten mortars as high as the orcs were pushed to the forward position by the human gunners, just outside the farthest range of the ballistas, and they turned the crank with their hands to raise the barrels upwards.

"I know that the orcs have the support of the northern broadmen behind them, and many people still don't believe it. You see, even the latest mortars were generously given to these rebellious fugitives, and for fear that they would not learn to use them, even the gunners who operated the firing were included. Aren't you afraid that these immature wolf cubs will be raised to bite back?"

Regni Cumbert's teeth creaked, and only those who knew him well knew that His Excellency the Baron was really angry, but no matter how angry he was, could he change the situation in which the orcs laid down their heavy weights and the scales of war tilted?

No, then it's best to keep your mouth shut and think about how to deal with it.

"Ballista, fire!" Legni Cumbert knew that the matter was urgent, and he didn't care about hiding his hole cards, and immediately gave the order.

The guards on the inner walls of the fortified castle, who had long been ready, obeyed the order of His Excellency the Baron, although they were a little incomprehensible, and the trigger button lifted the taut wire string from the ratchet slot.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew"

The twelve ballistae roared almost in unison, and the specially made fifty-pound projectile suddenly shot out, cutting through an almost perfect arc, and crashed into the barren wasteland, smashing into the forward array of the orc legions, but the farthest landing point was still nearly fifteen meters away from the position of the mortars.

The shattered black pottery crust crumbled abruptly, except for two unlucky orc warriors who were smashed to the ground and bled out, and the terrible things hidden inside appeared.

The yellow-green mist characteristic of the Stinky Cloud Technique suddenly rose up, quickly spreading into mushroom-like clouds, and quickly connecting into a corridor of clouds.

Caught off guard, the orc warriors of the forward array suffered, vomiting one by one and scattering in all directions, their faces were ugly to death, even if they fled with their hands and feet, the feeling of boredom and nausea continued, and many people even vomited up their breakfast.

The noses of the monster people are too easy to use, far beyond the sense of smell of ordinary people, so that they are defenseless in the face of stink bombs, and the clay shell projectiles fired by the ballista not only seal the three-ring arcane magic and stinky cloud magic, but also seem to have other things.

Aldrich Triss, who was also standing in the forward array, but was covered in heavy armor, frowned, and after smelling the familiar smell of chili powder, he quickly soothed the depression of being attacked first by the opponent.

"The wind is in our favor!" the gunner listened to the order and exchanged the dead cloud cannonballs. ”

Ian McCallane gave the order first, and he couldn't wait to go to war against the slavers in the south, and Aldrich Triss didn't say a word, leaving his friends in the mortar position to take the lead.

The black-gray steel casing, with stone pens made of white clay drawing hideous patterns of skulls and crossbones, was carefully picked up by the gunners, gently lowered into the muzzle, and then let go and slid into the bottom.

"Shy ......"

The firing pin at the bottom of the barrel touched the primer of the shell, and the special gunpowder **** that burned violently spewed a large amount of high-heat gas to the bottom, pushing the mortar shell with a diameter of one hundred millimeters and eight kilograms into the barrel.

Ten droplet-shaped cannonballs slid across a near-perfect parabola and landed on the castle's outer walls, front courtyards, and even interior walls, instantly raising large clouds full of negative energy.

A few guards who couldn't avoid it only touched a little, and fell down on the spot foaming at the mouth, their bodies convulsing constantly, and they couldn't survive.

In the two medium-sized stables nearby, the spirited horses roared and neighed, desperately tearing the reins and rushing out of the stables in the direction of the safety of the inner walls.

Due to the height difference, even if the wind direction was strong against the spread of the Death Cloud Technique, the guards operating the ballista were still safe, but they were all frightened by the Orc's rapid counterattack, not only did they have spells stronger than the Stinky Cloud Technique, but they also had a longer range than the ballista.

Ragney Campbert's mood is getting lower and lower, but Jester Hammer has seen a lot of big scenes, and he just feels threatened by the orc mortars.

The orc army's forward array was dispersed by the stench corridor and nearly collapsed, and Ian McCallane spontaneously took the pace of the attack, ordering the gunners to adjust the angle and replace them with thermal flare bombs and blossom shells to bombard the outer walls of the fortress castle.

The main gate of Fort Cambert was like a volcanic eruption for a while, like the titan giants from the ancient legends of the frozen forever, wielding lava fists and smashing them on the twelve-meter-high and five-meter-thick masonry walls.

Even more terrible metal storms swept through from time to time, and the archers in the militia, who were only equipped with light leather armor, were cut down in an instant, and bloody flowers of death bloomed everywhere.

The foul-smelling corridor formed by dozens of stinky cloud cannonballs has become an impenetrable barrier for orc warriors, and they have a keen sense of smell and can only choose to make a detour from both sides.

Aldrich Tris, who knew how to deal with it, was silent, but the chief Kruren Shixin, who had not yet expressed his position at the beginning of the war, seemed to have gained relevant knowledge from the wisdom enlightenment of the great shaman, and at this time, he immediately ordered his warriors to cover their mouths and noses with wet cloth towels.

The sweat towel he carried with him was damp enough, and if it was not enough, he used the drinking water in the sheepskin pouch he carried with him, and the orc warrior found it really useful, so he simply grabbed the ends of the sweat towel and tied a dead knot in the back of his head.

The outer walls of Fort Cambert were long over, the winch of the drawbridge was destroyed in the flames of war, the runaway noose lowered the duplex hardwood bridge that could accommodate four carriages side by side, and the orc warriors rushed to the city gate with cheers, lifting the iron gate together, bringing broken masonry support from nearby, and then wielding tomahawks and hammers incessantly.

The wooden gates, inlaid with rusty iron plates, had long since fallen into disrepair, and could no longer withstand the whipping and torture of the orc warriors, and they continued to let out painful groans, and the sawdust exploded and splashed in all directions, and the reddish-brown rust trembled and shook off.

The torn crack revealed the firelight of the castle's interior, casting a happy grin on the faces of the orc warriors, who had endured the slave owner's whip long enough, and now the time for revenge had come.

The militia and the castle guards frantically brought sandbags, piled them up behind the open gate, raised their spears and heavy spears, and stabbed them with all their strength at the torn gaps.

At first, it could still hurt the orc warriors who were caught off guard, and the sound seemed to be a heavy hammer smashing into their hearts stopped abruptly, but the other party quickly reacted.

The slaves who used to be submissive, but now the warriors forged by iron and blood, can make the poorly trained militia and guards lose their weapons by simply turning sideways and giving way to the thrust, reaching out to grab the iron-tipped spears and heavy spears, and pulling them violently.

As for falling into a stalemate of equal strength, the orc warriors simply bent hard, so that the other party could not take it back. Come a few more times, and the stabbing weapon will be scrapped, and you won't be able to take advantage of it at all.

Due to the limited number of mortar shells, the artillery positions of the orc legions were finally silenced, and the two sides switched offensives, and it was the turn of the ballistas of Castle Cambert.

Unfortunately, an important psychological defense line was torn open by the infinitely powerful and tired orc warriors, and the log gate burst open.

It lasted for nearly half an hour, and it was difficult to believe that it had not been repaired for many years, and the cost fell into the pocket of Baron Cambert's steward, as the so-called upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked. However, the termites and moths that nested at the city gates also helped the orcs a lot, and the natural wind and rain and metal rust also made a lot of efforts.

Jester Hammer, the logistics officer who had long since pulled Baron Regni Cumbert back to the inner wall, saw the brown figure rushing in in the twilight and the burning flames, and immediately realized that a fierce white-knuckle battle had arrived.

He desperately grabbed the stinky cloud clay shell shell near the ballista, and smashed it near the city gate with all his strength. The militia and the castle guards were unprepared for the battle, and they were the first to suffer from the rapid breathing of the battle, vomiting and crouching, abandoning their weapons and fleeing with their hands and feet.

The orcs who covered their faces with wet cloth cloths had a layer of protection, and rushed over desperately, feeling a little disgusting at best, and quickly adapted to the power of the stinky cloud technique.

"What are you doing?"

His Excellency the Baron reacted at this time, rushed up and grabbed the collar of Knight Jester Hammer with both hands, he didn't expect the logistics officer of the Frontier Legion to dare to fund the enemy, could it be that he had already been rebelled?

The young knight, who was far superior to Regney Cambert in his own strength, clenched his right fist and gently hammered down the ribs, pushing away His Excellency the Baron, who could not bear the pain.

"Open your eyes and see clearly, I'm helping you!"

A few more stinky cloud clay shell bombs were smashed one after another, and because of the closure, the vestibule between the inner and outer walls was covered with a foul-smelling green mist, and the dozen or so orc warriors who had just rushed in, even if they had damp cloth towels covering their mouths and noses, as the concentration increased, they couldn't help but try to find a way out.

Turning around and retreating is an absolutely impossible option, then the only way to climb the inner wall and try to break through the second line of defense, but unfortunately the inner wall that is deliberately heightened and thickened is a double-layer structure, and the guards who stick to their posts push out the movable masonry and stone, and the short spear is aimed at the target, and the stab is forceful, seriously injuring the orc warriors who are climbing between the gaps in the masonry.

Jester Hammer used the stinky cloud technique to buy enough time, and all the orcs who rushed in were killed, and the cheers of the inner wall continued one after another, but unfortunately when the loss of personnel was reported, the excitement quickly disappeared, and the exchange ratio between the two sides was an astonishing twelve to one.

This battle continues, no need to fight!

"Wait, I still have the hole cards out yet! The cavalry in ambush in the sub-fort, all the equipment was purchased from the elves at a great price, and the unicorn-like centaurs were heavily armored and equipped with sixteen-foot dragon spears, a total of ...... A hundred and fifty horses in total!"

A full set of armor worth 1,800 gold coins could not be collected for such a huge amount after selling Regni Cumbert's territory, and Jester Hammer finally knew where the loss of the legion's supplies went, and it turned out that they were all in the Baron's own private vault.

"Damn moths!"