Although it was not as good as the camp of Lormin, the Earl's camp was just as deep as the trenches, with high walls of earth, and with horses and deer, and pointed stakes hidden at the bottom of the trenches.

It doesn't take a long time for ordinary monsters to make a lot of sacrifices, and it's really hard to get over this obstacle.

After all, monsters don't use siege equipment.

But as a monster, it is naturally an existence beyond ordinary people's common sense, and the new kind of monsters that have appeared today are strong and powerful, wearing a sturdy carapace, and they are comparable to siege equipment.

Although they were slow, the soldiers trembled when they saw it approaching.

If it weren't for the "Count" who immediately appeared and informed the whole army that he had only suffered minor injuries, the morale might have collapsed.

"With ballistas and catapults!" the old strategist, who played the role of the Earl, immediately ordered.

So four ballistas and three catapults were aimed in the direction of the giant monsters.

The first is the long-range ballista, which attacks under the control of the Engineer.

Although its range and power are really not worth mentioning compared to artillery, at best it is only three hundred meters of effective kill, but it is completely enough for those slow moving big guys!

Four arrows comparable to short spears slashed through the air with a huge elastic force, but this volley did not hit the huge siege monster, only two ordinary monsters.

However, since there are weapons on his side that can attack from a distance, it has already played a role in boosting morale.

After more than thirty seconds of preparation and adjustment, the next round of arrows was fired again - this time, with improved accuracy.

An arrow flew in a delicate trajectory towards a large man, who looked no more than the size of a thumb cover from a distance of more than two hundred meters, but the crowd prayed that the arrow would hit it accurately and kill it.

However, good fortune did not favor them easily.

In other words, if just praying is going to be useful, what do you need human effort for?

The arrow almost grazed the body of the giant monster and fell to the ground, and if you looked closely, it left a scratch on the carapace of the monster's body, but that was about it.

In a moment of silence, the ballista adjusted again and wound up.

When the four arrows flew out this time, the monster had already approached a distance of one hundred and eighty meters.

This time, one of the arrows hit the target.

The crowd couldn't help but cheer, but gradually, the cheers also faded into silence...... The monster shook a little, but it kept going.

At this distance, although the arrows of a ballista are enough to pierce two human soldiers in a row, they are not enough to kill a monster with a thick carapace and tenacious vitality.

Next, the ballista fired several more times in succession, but the result was only to knock down two monsters and injure the other, and one of the ballistas was simply damaged, although the engineer in charge of the ballista said that it could be repaired, but it was obviously not something that could be done in a matter of minutes.

These huge monsters finally approached thirty meters away—in the eyes of the people in the camp, although they were about to enter the siege and pose a great threat, they would also be a living target at such a close distance.

The ballistas were almost impossible to miss, and the three catapults were finally able to wield their might.

However, the footsteps of the monsters suddenly became urgent, and the huge monsters, which were originally extremely slow, actually galloped at a speed almost like war horses!

The old strategist disguised as an Earl almost shuddered at the rapid approach of these huge monsters, and the billowing dust behind them!

I didn't expect these monsters to learn to hide hole cards.,It seems that there are those cultists.,It really raised the average IQ of the overall monster by several percentage points.。

Of course, with such a heavy body, it is impossible for a troll to sustain a long run under any circumstances.

However, a short charge at a distance of only thirty meters from the camp will allow you to accumulate a huge amount of kinetic energy while dodging as much as possible from ballistas and catapults.

In the next moment, five intact trolls rushed forward, their thick front paws sticking out, like small forklifts, easily stepping over the trench and slamming into the dirt wall, making a dull sound that almost made you fall to your knees.

The earthen wall was more than one and a half meters thick, but under the impact of this giant monster, cracks quickly appeared, and the side that was hit appeared to a certain extent to collapse and soften.

The troll slammed against the earthen wall, and naturally it was not comfortable, but it was rough and thick, and it didn't seem to be too badly injured, and it shook its head and crawled up, and then stretched out its thick front paws.

Of course, after all, the earthen wall was really heavy, and it didn't collapse directly, but as the troll stretched out its thick forelimbs, revealing its strangely shaped, shovel-like claws, it began to dig up rapidly, and with each blow it could dig up clods larger than a human head, it was only a matter of time before the earthen wall was completely pierced.

"Can't let them dig down!"

The old strategist, dressed in the Earl's robe, pretended to have an unhealed shoulder wound, and shouted with his sword in his left hand.

Looking at his posture, it seems that he is going to rush to deal with those monsters regardless of his "injury".

Next to him, Durand hurriedly showed the appearance of a filial grandson-in-law, blocking the "wounded" old man behind him, and at the same time glaring angrily at the nobles who had good military strength.

- It's time for you to do your best, hurry up and deal with those monsters, or will it be difficult for the Earl to go into battle with injuries?!

I have to say that he was about to believe that this old man was an earl at the moment, so the emotion that came out of his eyes was quite excited and expressive.

The nobles of this era are all proud of their martial arts, unless they are really weak, once they make the move of avoiding the battle and refusing to serve the feudal monarch, it is a great shame that they can be ridiculed by others for three generations - saying that the three generations are because even if he himself dies, his descendants will be disgraced because of such an ancestor.

Simply insulting the other party's ancestors for eighteen generations is, of course, more powerful than directly and justifiably proving that the other party's ancestors are a misbreed.

In this era when the information society is still far away, although the transmission of information is relatively slow, at the same time, it is rare to withstand the impact of new information, so that old information can be kept for a long time without being forgotten - especially this kind of troubles related to an aristocracy, it is strange that it is not passed on by word of mouth for decades.

Therefore, although the nobles' faces were blue and red for a while, they were not embarrassed to refuse, and immediately grabbed their weapons and rushed forward.