"Huh...... Woo Woo"

A large herd of emaciated forest goblins, panting and dragging ten small trebuchets to the Thorn Ridge, without wheels or rolling logs, made the job very hard. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But the slave hunter standing on the tripod of the trebuchet had no mercy, and from time to time he wielded a water-soaked leather whip, and took pleasure in whipping the lazy insects in his vision who dared to do not work.

No matter how exhausted the goblin is, once it is devoured by the snake-like leather whip, the strength will continue to appear, and the laziness and laziness in nature will disappear in an instant, after all, whoever dares to lie on the ground and pretend to be cowardly will be whipped to death by the whip.

At the same time, Sheehan, the knight stationed in the Stone Fort of Thorn Ridge, put his hand on his forehead and looked at the slanting sun, and the dazzling sunlight made him cry.

"The enemy is too cunning! Choose a time that is unfavorable for us to attack, and collect a large group of forest goblins to use as cannon fodder, so afraid of death?"

The other two knights also saw this scene, and they looked at each other and saw that each other's faces were a little ugly, especially the trolls who stayed behind the large group of goblins, not only covered with thick armor, but also possessed siege-level weapons.

The stationed knight Sheen cursed secretly, turned around and ordered his subordinates to prepare defensive equipment, all of them were partners who had been along the way for many years, and they pushed out the secret weapon very tacitly.

The huge stone fort is like an interlocking cog, under the command of the leader, to speed up the preparation for battle.

In order to appease people's hearts, the stationed knight Sheen turned his head to look at the two knight colleagues and pointed to the terrain outside the stone fort: "I haven't rested much on this sloping mountain road, do you know why?"

Oron Marcus, an orthodox knight with a deep family background, immediately understood with a slight touch, "I see! No wonder so many stone balls have been moved out of the storeroom." Using the large inclined terrain, even if these stone balls are very rough processed, once the speed increases, they will become very terrifying clearing weapons, and the power of the high-speed charge of heavy war horses is even stronger. ”

The forest goblins dragged the small trebuchet to their destination with difficulty, and many emaciated cubs fell to the ground and never woke up, a scene that caused a stir among the goblins, but the slave hunter's whip whipped them all over their heads, and some of the dissatisfaction quickly disappeared.

After all, their king's head has been hung on the trebuchet crossbar, and the trolls that have been relied on for a long time have also been transformed into vicious dogs raised by humans, and they have not been oppressed in turn, but for the sake of the deep friendship that has been interdependent for a long time in the past. Forest goblins who lack a core don't have any chance of succeeding, even if they want to resist.

The recalcitrant "warriors" were all tamed by slave hunters, and the rest were old and weak women and children, who could only fight with the wind and the waste firewood, and their only role was to fill the scene and make a strong noise, and they had no chance to escape.

The "stone bullets" that can be found everywhere in Thorn Ridge were found by these goblins and placed in the leather bullet pouches of the small trebuchets, and the rest of the goblins scrambled to grab the rope and pull the catapult rod from mid-air to close to the ground.

"Put!"

The slave hunter in charge of the command gave the order, and the leather bullet pouch was fixed to the ground by a ratchet attached to the iron rod, and the curved catapult rod quickly straightened back to a vertical form, and the skull-sized stone was propelled by the accumulated potential energy, slid through the near-perfect parabola, and landed in the open space thirty feet in front of the stone fort, smashing a cloud of smoke and dust.

The commander of the forward army couldn't help but shake his head: "The terrain of the stone fort built by the opponent at the foot of Thorn Ridge is too good, and our small trebuchet must advance further. ”

As Amy Virgo's order passed, the trebuchet team tasked with long-range attacks to test their opponents immediately complied, and the forest goblins sighed and continued to drag until the slave hunters overseeing them were satisfied.

However, in this way, they are closer to the stone fort, and the possibility of being attacked and in danger is greatly increased.

The stationed knight Sheen squinted his eyes and inspected the array of trebuchets at the foot of the mountain, "Do you think I have no countermeasures even if a child is so close to the ground?"

The two knights sent to Thorn Ridge by Riverrun, Oron Marcus and Calvin, looked at each other, and both saw the joy in each other's eyes.

However, their enthusiasm was soon poured with cold water, and only two trebuchets were pushed out by the combined efforts of ten militiamen, and there were only two.

"That's enough!" said the stationed knight Sheehan to comfort the two, "Our trebuchet is a winch traction, the length of the catapult bar is longer than that of the opponent, and the range is even more overwhelming due to the terrain bonus. ”

When Oron Marcus saw the owner of the stone fort raise his right hand and volley in a circle, he immediately stepped forward with militiamen who had been trained to use "medium trebuchets".

As soon as the forest goblins moved the "small trebuchet" array thirty paces forward, two huge stone projectiles like grinding discs rose from the stone castle halfway up the mountain of Thorn Ridge, emitting a piercing scream, like a falcon swooping down to capture its prey, and suddenly landed with the breath of death.

"Boom...... Boom"

The garrison knight Sheen was also unlucky, as the stone projectiles thrown by the two medium-sized trebuchets also failed to hit the opponent's small trebuchet array, and even the larger number of goblins were not poisoned.

However, Sheehan, who had been trained in siege equipment at the War College, quickly used his eye to adjust the two medium-sized trebuchets in the stone fort.

The defenders were a little slower, after all, there were ten small trebuchets "operated" by the forest goblins, and there were spare ones being crafted in the open-air workshop behind.

The slave hunters were eager to attack first, perhaps frightened by the "counterattack" of the Stone Fort of Thorn Ridge, and tried to blast holes or holes in the outer walls of the Stone Fort according to the first-strike fighting style.

Ten skull-sized rocks tumbled in mid-air to the highest point, and then roared into Thorn Ridge in the eyes of the forest goblins.

The rocks hit the rocks at the foot of the mountain from far or near, and the stones flew on the spot, but none of them hit. After all, whether it is a slave hunter or a forest goblin, when it comes to the operation of trebuchets, they are novices without any experience, and even if they can hit, it is a lot of luck.

The medium-sized trebuchet of the Stone Fort of Thorn Ridge also let out a roar of war later, and under the tuning of the stationed knight Sheen, one of the grinding disc-shaped stone projectiles grazed one of the small trebuchet arrays, causing it to completely disintegrate in an instant, and the sputtering fragments swept around, and a dozen forest goblins fell in a pool of blood.

A nearby slave hunter was also swept away by the aftermath, and the whole person was like wheat being cut down by a sickle, and he died silently, as if nothing had happened.

Death and bloodshed, the howls of the wounded, and the emotions of fear were like demonic claws, enveloping the trebuchet array in an instant, grabbing everyone's heart and crushing it vigorously.

However, the dementor Vladimir approached the pressure array, not to mention the forest goblins, and even ordinary slave hunters did not dare to disobey the order, so they could only continue with their heads.

In the open plains, small arrays of trebuchets roared against the Thorn Ridge Stone Fortress high above. Gradually, the numerical superiority finally came into play, and the outer wall of the stone fort was occasionally hit by a few stone bullets, smashing huge craters and slender gaps.

Correspondingly, the attacking camp also paid a heavy price for it. Three small trebuchets were hit, killing more than twenty forest goblins and four slave hunters dead or seriously wounded.

The souls of the forest goblins were invariably taken by the dementor Vladimir, but the dead slave hunters were not so lucky.

Such a distinction had boosted the low morale of the vanguard army, but they would not have been really happy without witnessing the fall of the Stone Fort and the looting of the spoils within.

Commander Amy Virgo pulled out a monocle with Eagle Eye to inspect the damage to the Stone Fort at Thorn Ridge, and felt that the fire was almost there. Fearing that once the trebuchet was turned off, his opponent would immediately send more people to repair the damage to the exterior wall, so he immediately raised his right hand, put his five fingers together, and slashed his palm forward.

"Drive the cannon fodder to attack!"

After the agreed order was given, the slave hunters screamed wildly, and with a wave of their leather whips, they drove the forest goblins towards the stone castle at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing the face of the dementor Vladimir, the heavily armed ogre pulled his left hand across his face, lowered his visor like a shutter, carried a huge stone ball, and rushed forward.

A large group of forest goblins under the black pressure attacked the Thorn Ridge Stone Fort, and the knight stationed at the command platform of the main building, Sheen, turned from cold to relaxed.

"I've never seen such an ignorant enemy when I'm on the attack. ”

At the same time, in Riverrun, on the north bank of the Raven River, a carrier pigeon from afar flew into the pigeon nest of the town hall, and the letter was immediately delivered to the "Lord Rez".

"Thorn Ridge is under attack...... Map!"