The incandescent flames scorched the entire intact stone wall, and the extremely high temperature made the Byronic soldiers in the Victory Pass sweat profusely in this temperature of only fifteen or sixteen degrees. The Supreme Commander of the Victory Pass looked at the faintly red wall with some inexplicability, and he, and many others, couldn't figure out why the other party didn't throw the jar into the level, but burned the solid wall.

"Do they think they can boil all the stones with fire?", someone laughed, with mockery and mockery in his tone. Burning stones with fire is a joke about war, and he smacks out, "Maybe the Desi are trying to heat us to death!"

Many people laughed in agreement, thinking that Wren's people were not enough to conquer this Xiongguan. Hoffman sat in the corner, and the temperature in the pass was so hot that he took off his armor and most of his clothes. His burned skin was exposed to the air, and the sweltering heat made every part of his body uncomfortable. He had a different opinion from the others, and he didn't think Wren would do useless work.

Before he led the Giant Legion to attack Eggshell Pass, he also knew a little bit about the people in Bell Province. He didn't look at the vast majority of nobles, except for Wren. It's not that he knows much about Wren's past experiences, and he doesn't know how many battles Wren has commanded, but Wren is ruthless enough.

In the war of cold weapons, I am not afraid that the leader is mediocre, but I am afraid that the leader is not ruthless enough. Say something unpleasant, if you really can't use human life to fill it, ten people can be exchanged for one person, as long as you can replace it, take a knife and force people to rush forward, you can always get the result you want.

Wren is not only ruthless enough, but also smart enough.

When a smart person does something that seems very stupid, even inexplicable, it is definitely not that he is doing something stupid, but that others do not understand.

Hoffman couldn't read it, so he definitely thought that Wren must be playing some kind of machination.

The dark clouds in the sky continued to roll under the action of the updraft, and they became thicker and thicker, as if standing on the city wall and reaching out to touch it. Suddenly, a drop of icy rain fell from the sky and landed on Hoffman's nose, and the cold rain made him feel a little comfortable in this sweltering environment. The cold rain dispelled the irritability in the body, and it seemed that even the mood became relaxed because of the rain.

A silver lightning bolt in the sky suddenly tore through the dark clouds, and when people looked up blankly, there was an explosion in their ears, boom, thunder!

In an instant, the whole world seemed to turn into two colors, the black of the dark clouds and the gray of the rain.

The rain was not small, and with a bang, the heavens and the earth became blurred, as if the sky had been poked out of a hole, and the rain poured down from that hole.

The icy rain touched the burning red city walls, and in an instant a large amount of water vapor was formed, obscuring people's vision. The people hiding under the eaves laughed and speculated about the farce, and the soldiers in charge of the guard also planned to re-ascend the walls once they had completely cooled down. However, at this moment, there was a sudden muffled click, and the whole level seemed to tremble.

Hoffman jerked to his feet, looking around, he knew something must have happened. He told the guys who were short to rule the army of giants, to be ready to fight, or at least to be wary and prepared, and not to sleep in bed. Not long after he finished his order, there was a muffled sound from all directions, and the tremor became more obvious.

The fog created by the huge water vapor obscured everyone's vision, and they couldn't even see what was two meters above their heads, and even the dark clouds were obscured.

Everybody you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what's going on. What they can be sure of is that this is definitely not the sound of the Desi attacking the city, even if they touch the wall more than ten meters thick in the pass, they still feel hot, those Desi people can't climb up like this without being afraid of the heat, and even if they are given the opportunity to climb, they lack the necessary siege equipment. There was nothing in the canyon other than grass and a man-tall tree to make a ladder or a lock large enough to carry the weight of a soldier.

Hoffman suddenly lowered his head and looked at his feet. He was now standing at the foot of the steps leading to the top of the wall, and a large amount of rain had just washed down the steps, so that both of his feet were soaked in the rain. But now, the flow of water has decreased significantly, and the flow is almost a quarter of what it was just now.

He violently pushed away the crowd and stepped up the stairs, and at this moment, more violent shaking appeared, accompanied by a tooth-aching twisting sound, and the city wall cracked with a bang! Countless pieces of rubble and stone flakes catapulted everywhere rapidly, and many people squatted down somewhere in their bodies in the midst of painful cries. In horror, he ran down the stairs again, watching the massive wall slowly move forward, forward...... , and then slipped out!

A huge hole suddenly appeared in the entire city wall, and everyone was stunned, they didn't even know what the hell was the reason for this!

In order to make the walls stronger, the Byronians used larger and more complete boulders, which seem to have been built by reducing the gaps between the walls and buildings, making the walls more cohesive and fortified. But when these huge stones faced a sudden huge temperature change, the stones crumbled irresistibly.

The sound before was the sound of the outer wall collapsing, but unfortunately, the thick water vapor made the soldiers in the pass not notice anything abnormal, and by the time they found out, it was already too late!

The rainstorm at this time is like their mood, extremely depressed, desperate and frustrated. The soldiers' ears were buzzing, their minds were blank, and they were blankly dressed in light armor and weapons under the command of the officer, and stood in the torrential rain waiting for the enemy to appear.

But Wren seems to have played a joke on them again, and instead of taking advantage of the collapse of the wall, he chose to take shelter from the rain in the canyon.

There are not only thousands of defenders in the victory pass, but also the army of half-pulled giants, so he will not enter in such an unsuitable weather and throw away the existing advantage.

What to do?

This is the idea of everyone in the victory pass, should they hold on and wait for the clear weather before making plans, or do they want to leave here now while the other party can't use the oil smoothly in the rainstorm?

It was not just a wall that had collapsed, but also their psychological defense, and after losing this barrier, their courage was rapidly leaving them.

Hoffman quickly recovered from the shock, he wiped a handful of rain from his face, but to no avail, and shouted: "The uninjured people will go out with me while the rain is raining and drive them away from the gate!"

There is no doubt that this is the most correct thing to do, and it is obviously the most correct decision to take the initiative to go out and attack Rennes's patchwork army with superior troops and troops when the fire oil may not be able to ignite smoothly.

But it seems that not many people listen to Hoffman's words, and the giant army was driven back to the victory level by Wren from the eggshell pass, and with heavy damage, it has long lost the courage and will to continue fighting. They sat or stood looking at Hoffman, and no one moved. The short minotaur hesitated, picked up the axe, and stood in the rain, but unfortunately no more people responded to his actions.

And those defenders also thought that it was better to hold on than to attack at this time, at least they were familiar with the situation inside the pass, but they did not know what was going on outside the collapsed wall at this time.

At this time, everyone has found enough reasons for themselves not to take the risk.

Hoffman slammed his fist into the wall in defeat, looked at everyone in the gate like a wounded lone wolf, and squatted down with his head down.

In less than half a day, the dark sky began to brighten, and the rain clouds changed from black like ink to light gray clouds, and in some places you could even faintly see the color of the sky.

The rain grew smaller and smaller, and just after the rainstorm had passed, just as people were beginning to gather their minds and prepare for battle, the sound of humming wind suddenly remembered in the sky.

A large round jar was thrown in from outside the city wall, and everyone's first reaction was to run!

They had seen the giants' legions being burned by these oils, and they didn't think that a weak human like themselves could compare to the minotaurs and giants, so they chose to run...... , no, it's to retreat, leaving plenty of room for detours and tactics.

The fire burned in an instant, and the oil floated on the stagnant water after the rainstorm, which only intensified the fluidity of the oil, and the fire quickly began to spread in all directions. Under the tension of the burning oil, the speed of the oil spread is unbelievable!

The whole victory level is red!

"Play one more round and get ready to attack. With Wren's order, another thirty-nine canisters flew into the air, and then incandescent explosions erupted in the level. All the soldiers excitedly drew their swords, and they were about to break through to victory?

It's a stroke of luck that the old guys are on top, and they will definitely be remembered, no matter what the final outcome of this war is!

"Remember, you're honest in the gate, I'll go out and screw that Wren's head off, and then we'll go home, don't bother, understand?", Quinn whined twice as he whined his favorite stave. This is his favorite weapon, he likes the image of an enemy's head being smashed and burst with a stick, and he is a violent person, so he is also extra bloodthirsty.

Charlie glanced at him coldly and snorted lightly, if Wren was really so easy to defeat, he would not have returned in vain in the process of winning over the black barbarians, and the elite giant army would not have been driven back like rabbits. He decided to let Quinn hit the wall first, and not try an unforgettable failure, he absolutely knew what it meant to be painful.

Seeing Charlie ignoring him, Quinn was even more interested, "If it weren't for the drag of this rainstorm, I might have started to walk back by now, this damn rainstorm, my shoes are all dirty." He stretched out his fingers and scraped off a drop of mud the size of a kernel of wheat on the upper of his shoe with his sharp nails, and shook it off casually.

Just as he was about to continue harassing Charlie, the young lion fellow in charge of the outpost ran back with a panicked face.

"His Royal Highness the Lionheart King, His Royal Highness the Warrior King, the victory has been broken!"

With a bang, a bolt of lightning struck the tree in the distance, and the tree, which looked like it was a little old, was instantly buried in the flames.