The battle showed no signs of stopping, and the Governor's steady stream of attacks was like a wave, one wave retreating, and another wave surging up.

Seeing the soldiers of the Overseer retreat from this attack, and a group of soldiers in full gear preparing to attack not far away, Philip knew that the commander of the Overseer planned to drag the Lobit coalition army to death with a war of attrition.

Since the first night's all-out sneak attack was unsuccessful, the enemy changed tactics and did not expect to be able to make a single blow, but this continuous attack caused more damage to the Lobit coalition forces.

"The first detachment is resting, and the second detachment is on top!" shouted the defending officer. The original soldiers of the Lobit coalition were divided into the first detachment as the main force, and the second detachment was composed of young reserve soldiers from the city, who watched in the gaps where the enemy was not attacking, or threw some rocks and poured some boiling oil before the enemy could climb up, so that the main detachment could rest.

Philip walked around the city, carefully avoiding the soldiers who had fallen asleep. They were so tired that ten hours of high-intensity defense of the city in a row made them physically and mentally exhausted, and as soon as they laid down their weapons, they entered their dreams. Philip saw the women's ambulance team organized by Miranda using vodka to wash the wounds of the fighters, but the soldiers, who should have been stinging from the high alcohol alcohol, closed their eyes tightly, only frowned slightly and did not wake up.

As the commander of the High Elves, Delia leaned against the city wall, fell asleep with her elven hard bow in her arms, snoring softly, her short green hair was scattered in front of her eyes, as a senior officer, Delia had not closed her eyes all day, last night, the enemy launched a harassing attack, Delia took a group of High Elf archers and Grace to stick to the city, this morning, her subordinates rotated partly, but Delia did not go down, because during the day she had to continue to command the archers and magicians to deal with the enemy.

Philip took off his cloak, squatted down and gently rested the cloak on the elf princess's body, the position of the wall was relatively high, and the wind was very strong, so if he fell asleep like this, he would get sick.

Philip stood up and said to Franklin, who had been with him, "Remove all the sheets from the house and make blankets for the soldiers, lest they catch a cold." ”

Franklin is now the head of Lobit City, and he is in charge of all the logistics.

"Yes, my lord, I think you can prepare soup to ward off the cold, it will be colder and windier at night......"

Franklin and Philip walked away as he spoke, and they didn't see Delia gently tugging at her cloak, and her already wrinkled expression relaxed.

"The enemy is attacking!" shouted the sentry in charge of the guard, pointing outside the city walls, and below the city, ironclad soldiers with huge shields charged forward, carrying siege ladders, and soldiers pushing battering rams followed closely behind, swarming towards the city of Lobit.

"Archers ready, elevation ......"

Delia ripped off her cloak and subconsciously shouted the order to shoot

"Magician prepare, aim at the place in the first row and launch a second-level attack magic!"

Sharp arrows pierced the running soldiers, and the roaring fireballs ignited the vanguard soldiers in iron armor with huge shields, and one by one the soldiers fell, not stopping the Doge's attack, for they knew that if they turned around and ran back, they would be greeted by the Overseer's steel swords.

The forward soldiers who ran back during the first attack are still hanging from the poles of the large army camp, and they look strange and strange because they have long been blown dry by the wind.

"The enemy's magic is coming!

The sentry in charge of monitoring the enemy's movements shouted again, and Philip saw an ice pick coming towards him, and with a wave of the earl's hand, the three of them appeared in front of him, protecting not only him, but also one of the archers beside him from fireball.

"My lord, why don't you go down and rest for a while, and let Delia and Sam command them here. ”

Philip shook his head: "I stay here, the role is greater than in the lord's palace, the leadership of the coalition is very efficient, you are in charge of logistics, Miranda is in charge of reserve soldiers and ambulance, Sam is in charge of defense during the day, Grace is in charge of night, I don't actually have much to do, here, maybe the effect is greater, at least, I can boost morale." ”

As Philip had said, the archer, whom he had protected with protective magic, glanced gratefully at the lord, and then aimed at an ironclad soldier who was about to rush to the city, and the arrow unexpectedly struck the ironclad soldier's ankle that stretched out of his shield.

The fireballs, sent from Philip's hands, rained down on the enemy soldiers, and the soldiers at the head of the city noticed that the lord had also joined their defenses, and the morale of the defenders at the head of the city was suddenly high amid the shouts of the officers shouting "Long live the lord".

The rain of arrows was more dense, the magic attacks were more brilliant, and with a race like the High Elves who were very proficient in long-range attacks, the Lobit coalition quickly suppressed the Doge's attack.

According to the situation of the past few days, if the attack has been greatly hindered, the Governor-General will temporarily withdraw its troops and reorganize the army before attacking, but today is somewhat unusual, even if the forward team is advancing with difficulty, little by little, under the long-range attack of the defenders at the head of the city, the Governor-General still does not give the drum of the army.

The steel knives of the Overseers lay across the path of the attacking army's retreat, and the sturdy Overseers who bare their upper bodies looked at the guys who tried to escape with a vicious look, the blades shining like the fangs of monsters, ready to bite the heads of others.

Finally, under the influence of the threat, the siege party of the Doge army rushed to the corner, and rows of siege ladders were set up on the walls with a clatter, and soldiers with long knives in their mouths began to climb up the siege ladders.

"Zizi ......"

The hot oil poured down and poured on the people's bodies, emitting a smell of barbecue, and the soldiers who were so hot that they were like boiled shrimp rolled down the siege ladder with a scream, and rolled twice on the ground, and the large pieces of skin and flesh directly detached from the body, revealing the red muscles and white nerves inside.

However, the soldiers have turned a blind eye, such things can happen every day, and who called that man unlucky and drew the first siege ladder to climb the city?

Such a tragedy was played out in many places on the city wall, boiling hot oil, huge stones, constantly falling down, screams one after another outside the city of Lobit, the Allied soldiers inspired by Philip made the enemy suffer enough, the Governor was more difficult than usual to attack, the first half an hour to be able to take the city, this time, an hour passed, and the highest detachment did not even climb half of the wall.

However, Philip, Delia, and Sam's faces became a little gloomy, and they didn't seem to be happy at all.