Hearing this order, the attendant nodded again and again, and hurried down the stairs. Glancing at his relieved expression, Odysses snorted disdainfully: a coward in a hurry to flee the battlefield...... Such people are not worthy of being my squire.

Despite the cold weather and the high winds, the smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger in the air. Gritting his teeth, the commander picked up his helmet and put it on his head, and quickly half-turned to let his eyes sweep around to analyze the situation: the enemy's offensive was faster than expected, but it was still unable to break through the tightly encircled encirclement of the defenders. Most of the enemies will die the moment they jump off the ladder from the surprise attack of several spears, while the rest will be slashed by the sword after a fierce fight.

The outpost's small curved walls were limited in size and could not accommodate too many soldiers and corpses. As soon as one of our soldiers is killed, another soldier will rush up the ladder to take his place. The defenders did everything they could to get the enemy killed before they could jump into the walls, so that their bodies could fall into the air so that they wouldn't take up the limited space on the walls – maybe a few people would be stoned to death.

Despite this, valuable surface area is still being taken up by the corpses of the enemy who have managed to enter it: if the Icerock Man continues to attack with such rapidity, it may be possible to fill the entire wall with corpses in a matter of hours, squeezing through the encirclement of all the defenders. After that, he frantically used the tactics of crowds to seize control of the city wall, and used this as a base point to attack all the way down. As long as they managed to break into the winch chamber and raise the iron gates, the Icerock would be able to win at the cost of heavy sacrifices.

The outposts over there also entered the battle phase of pulling on the walls...... Looking at the outpost in the distance, surrounded by snow and fog, but faintly visible with several straight ladders, Odys quickly ran his brain: I don't know if it was an illusion, the size of the army over there was significantly smaller than here. Probably because the outpost beneath our feet was originally taken from the Ice Rock Man. Since the negotiations have broken down, then you must defend them and inflict heavy losses on the enemy army.

Damn, negotiating with you for a peaceful handover is enough to save face, and this old immortal Ice Rock City Lord still doesn't appreciate it! Since the enemy attacked, Odes's heart has been in a mess: since they chose to use the traditional way to give a reply, it is very likely that this battle is not what the enemy general wants to fight. Thinking about it this way, it is very likely that the Ice Rock City Lord Wilder forcibly ordered the attack in his reply......

Thinking of the conjecture that he might have been manipulated, Odyss, whose ears were filled with battlefield fights and roars, felt a suffocating sense of oppression: no matter how stupid a bastard is, he would not ignore such favorable conditions offered by our side to spend a large number of troops and forcefully attack the city. This time, he used his status and power as a dictator who had no one to interfere in internal affairs to make such a radical and strange order, which must have caused many children of frost to be dissatisfied and resentful.

With so many soldiers bleeding senselessly, some intuitive fellows must have realized the lord's anomaly and realized that he was deliberately weakening the forces of both sides, right?! Gripping his shield, Odys quickly rushed to a weak line of defense that had landed several enemy troops: if Wild was really under control, it would be difficult for us to negotiate "peacefully" with him. Any negotiation will be said by the black ice mage through the lord's mouth to interfere in internal affairs. One can only hope that some shrewd and wise Icerock can secretly investigate their lord and find a way to solve the problem.

Clenching his sword and thrusting, Odyss, who rushed to the front, killed an enemy who was about to slash at him. At the man's wail, Odys jerked away from his foe and drew his sword, then swung his shield with his backhand and slammed it into another enemy who was advancing with his sword. Due to the excessive strength, the corps commander clearly heard the "click" sound of the broken cervical vertebrae.

"Go up, warriors, don't lose to these bastards!" roared angrily, Odes picked up his shield and lunged, smashing an enemy tomahawk with a shield strike of incredible force, and then another shield smashing his neck before the violent metal crash dissipated.

Odyss's heroic and desperate battle really inspired the defenders around him. The morale of the soldiers was at its peak again, and they let out fanatical battle cries. The frenzy of the battle intensified, and after Odysse spun his blade and slashed at an enemy, he strode and stabbed another enemy who had just emerged, pushing him into the air.

Seeing that the battle situation at the entrance of the ladder had been calmed down, he shook off the blood of his long sword and lowered his shield. With his back to the soldier at the mouth of the ladder, Odys yelled a few words of great encouragement, then turned around and smashed the head of the newly emerging enemy. Feeling that the morale of his surroundings had been stirred up by his heroic actions, the Legion Commander looked around in satisfaction, and once again galloped to another encirclement. After repeating this several times, the decline of the enemy army became more and more obvious, and soon it returned to the situation of being besieged and killed one by one.

A punch knocked down another enemy who tried to jump down the straight ladder, and Odes, who noticed that the soldiers could hardly hide his exhaustion, took a deep breath and sank his lungs, and then shouted in a deafening loud voice: "All heralds and squad leaders obey orders! In order of squad numbers, arrange alternate troops to come to the front line to take over! The soldiers who have been replaced, quickly rest on the spot in the courtyard to recover their strength, and don't give these ice rock seeds any chance!"

Odyss's voice was so loud that the air around him seemed to be shaken by the bursting sound waves. The hundreds of soldiers above and below the city walls let out a battle cry again and began to frantically use their remaining physical strength to fight. Under this fierce attack, the speed at which the enemy replenished his forces could not keep up with the rhythm at all: a steady stream of enemy troops were slaughtered at the first time, and the corpses fell perfectly into the air without occupying the precious space of the city wall.

The opponent quickly made a judgment, and the infantry temporarily stopped climbing. The moment Odyssey noticed this, the enemy's dense shield instantly opened a gap, revealing enemy soldiers armed with bows and arrows. With a chuckle in his heart, Odysse ordered loudly: "Find cover!"

The moment the voice spread, a dense array of arrows came one after another, shooting straight at the city wall. I don't know if the commander's reminder helped, and the infantry in sight crouched behind the bunker as if reflexively. But there were still many fighters who were shot through the spot before they could react.

Damn, play this with Lao Tzu...... Subconsciously leaning his hand behind his back, Odys realized to his chagrin that he didn't bring a bow. Having to continue crouching behind sandbags, the commander decided to order a counterattack as soon as the enemy fired the next volley.