The rear team of the dark tide had also arrived, and they were united with the front team, and there was no end in sight from the city walls. Although the demon's ability to shock the hearts of soldiers has been curtailed, the scale and posture of the dark tide still terrified these soldiers who had almost never experienced war, and some soldiers began to pray silently, each wearing a helmet and trembling with their bows and arrows in their hands.

Botarus and Lucius stood on the ramparts, surveying the army of Darktide in front of them, the archers on either side were already ready, each with a full quiver around their waists, and a considerable number of bows and arrows stacked on the ground behind them, although no one knew if Darktide would climb up before the bows and arrows were finished.

The dark tide still did not advance, confronting the soldiers on the city walls, and the low roar of the ghouls from time to time accompanied by the rapid blowing north wind reached the ears of the soldiers, and the atmosphere was very strange.

After a stalemate of about a few minutes, the demon who stepped on the ghoul suddenly raised his sword violently, raised his head to the sky and let out a howl, and suddenly all the demons and ghouls roared along with him, and the deafening roar echoed in the canyon, making people shudder. Some soldiers were frightened by this sudden strange sound, and the bows and arrows in their hands also fell to the ground, and the soldiers hurriedly picked up the weapons on the ground, straightened their helmets, and gasped to watch the dark tide in front of them.

The roar gradually subsided, followed by the footsteps of the Darktide army as they marched across the ground, and the entire line of the Darktide began to slowly advance towards the walls.

"Archers prepare!" Botarus gave a quick order, and the first row of archers raised their bows and arrows from the inside out, aiming them at the sky in front of them. King Artuna slowly drew his sword, clenched it in his hand, and swung it forward with sudden force. "Release!" At the sound of the bowstring flicking, hundreds of bows and arrows pierced the sky and fell densely into the dark tide array, causing a lot of commotion. But under the leadership of countless demons, the speed of the dark tide did not slow down, and the ghouls stepped on the bodies of their own kind, and continued to advance without fear.

"Ready!" Botarus's voice sounded again, and the first row of archers stepped back to re-draw their bows and arrows for the next round of shots, and the second row took over, raising their bows and arrows as well. "Release!" A second wave of bows and arrows shot into the enemy line, knocking down another group of ghouls. Immediately after that, the third wave of bows and arrows, the fourth wave, the fifth wave, and the Ghouls continued to fall in the Dark Tide Array, but no matter what kind of attack they received, as long as they could still move, they would not stop.

As the enemy drew closer to the walls, some demons and ghouls hid in the formation, raised their bows and arrows, and began to fire back at the soldiers on the walls. The soldier who was shot by the dark arrow screamed and fell from the wall, and there was no need for the dark tide to advance under the wall, the height of the wall was enough for them to fall to their death. The few soldiers who fell down still had a breath left, but they were too badly injured to stand up, and the only thing that awaited them was death, and it was a more miserable death than that of their comrades who fell to their deaths.

A few scattered bows and arrows were fired at the soldiers who were still dying under the walls, arrows shot by their companions, who had already agreed that if they were about to be killed by the Dark Tide, they might as well ask their companions to give them a ride. All the soldiers who fell off the wall were the first to die in the battle, and Stan stood by Nerfi's side, grieving for his compatriots, but he knew that this was just the beginning, and that there would be countless soldiers who would die next, and he didn't have time to grieve.

The dark tide had advanced a few dozen yards below the walls, and the ghouls in the front row raised their broken shields and formed a shield wall above their heads, trying to slow down the attack of bows and arrows from above. "Soldiers, lift up the rocks and smash these monsters to the ground!" Lucius took the lead in lifting a large stone beside him, ran two steps, and smashed it against the shield wall beneath the wall. The stone fell quickly, and with a thud, a ghoul was smashed to the ground with his shield attached, unable to get up again. The soldiers shouted slogans and threw stones downward, and suddenly the stones falling from the city wall smashed like huge raindrops on the shield array under the city wall, smashing many gaps in the shield wall. The archers took advantage of the gap and aimed their bows and arrows at these gaps, and the arrows did not stop, and many more ghouls were shot down.

The front of the dark tide was mostly lost under the attack of stones and bows and arrows, but the continuous formation of the dark tide still pressed forward, and in a short time it filled the gap that the soldiers had managed to fight. More and more archers and soldiers who tried to drop stones were shot down by cold arrows from the Darktide Array, and several soldiers had just raised the stones above their heads only to be shot in the chest by the arrows and fell into the Darktide Array with the stones. The first row of ghouls had begun to climb the walls, and although the thick walls of ice slowed them down, the falling corpses of the ghouls and soldiers became their stepping stones, and they climbed up the walls one after another, and after falling, they became the stairs of their kind in the rear.

Botarus turned around and shouted loudly into the fortress, "Archers, make up for it!" For a moment, the archers who had been waiting inside the walls climbed up the walls from ten stone stairs to fill the positions of the fallen archers.

The stalemate lasted for a long time, and the corpses under the walls increased more and more, almost buried to half of the height of the walls. The soldiers heroically repelled the attack of the dark tide again and again, but their own casualties were also very heavy, the archers and infantry were replaced by batches, the stones had been smashed, and the bows and arrows could not resist the tireless attack of the dark tide. The living soldiers were exhausted, and some even fell off the walls with a dizziness, and even then, not a single one flinched.

In the confusion, the two demons worked together to lift a ghoul and threw him onto the wall, the ghoul overwhelmed the two soldiers, and the overwhelmed soldier screamed and hurriedly pushed away the foul-smelling ghoul and stepped back with his hands and feet. The infantry on either side raised their swords and plunged into the ghoul's body, thrusting him into the ground, but the ghoul still twitched and struggled to get up.

"Monster!" the archer, who was still sitting on the ground, trembled in fright, and his helmet fell to the side.

A cold flash of light and the ghoul's head is chopped off, and Stan holds the sword in his right hand and the soldier in his left hand. "Don't be afraid, I know this is the first time you're facing the Gloom, but you must hold your ground. With that, he slapped the soldier on the back so that he could come back to his senses.

Dozens more ghouls were thrown onto the city wall by the demons, and the height of the corpse pile was enough to allow the demons to easily throw anything onto the walls, and the archers were no longer enough to resist these draugls at close range, and the infantry behind them immediately stepped up, and the strong shields were against the archers. The ghouls were still being thrown up, and the walls were suddenly in chaos, and most of the archers threw away their bows and crossbows, drew their short swords, and fought the ghouls with the infantry in hand-to-hand combat. However, these soldiers were extremely inexperienced in fighting the Dark Tide, and they kept slashing their weapons, but they were unable to kill the ghouls except for inflicting various scars on their bodies. Instead, it is a ghoul that can incapacitate a human soldier with just one sword, or even die outright.

Stan picks up his shield from the corpse of a soldier on the ground and stands in front of him, making eye contact with a ghoul. The knight has a lot of combat experience, and a draugr is really nothing to him, and after a few moves, Stan finds the gap, swings his shield with his left hand, and a shield strike knocks the ghoul straight off the wall. The knight did not stop, and immediately rushed to another ghoul who was about to raise his sword to slash a soldier, and cut off the ghoul's head with his sword in hand. The soldier gasped for air, so frightened that he couldn't even raise his hand. "Cheer up, no one can save you a second time!" Stan yelled at the soldier and continued to charge forward.

Almost the entire city wall was fighting, and some of the ghouls directly crossed the city wall and were thrown directly into the fortress, where they were immediately stabbed to death by the soldiers who were waiting for them. Stan looked down the walls, and the demons were still throwing ghouls at them, but that wasn't what he was most worried about, he was worried about how the soldiers who were fighting the Dark Tide for the first time would be able to resist if it was the demons who were being thrown up.

As he was thinking, Stan saw that two demons had lifted up the other and started running. "Hell!" the knight cursed, running towards where he expected the demon to fall. But he was still too far away, and a terrible scream was heard in front of him, and by the time the knight ran to the demon, three soldiers had fallen at his feet. "Monster! your opponent is me!" Stan tossed away his shield and clenched his obsidian sword in both hands. "I can defeat him, I am not the same person I used to be!" the knight muttered in his mind.

The demon stares at Stan and slowly walks towards him, his mutilated and twisted face smirking evilly.