Distraught, Cyril stood in the gloomy hall of the castle, repenting and praying. Two months ago, when this green-skinned force first came into the limelight, Rhodes summoned all the lords of the North, hoping that everyone would pay attention to this matter and that the Northland should be united. However, at that time, many people laughed at him, laughing at Rhodes for making a fuss and being alarmist. In retrospect, that was not alarmist. The outlying city, occupied by the Greenskins, has been reduced to rubble. For days, the orcs destroyed everything they could, to vent their inner anger.

There has never been a moment when Cyril was so helpless as he is now, and there has never been a moment when he was so desperate and waiting for reinforcements to arrive. He knew Rhodes would come. I just don't know the time. The King of the White Bear may be preparing, or he may be gathering more troops. In short, the Watch Fort was completely sealed off, and there was no way to obtain information from the outside world.

He thought of the Ice Queen again, and it was ironic that when the Overwatch was at its most dangerous, he could not count on the country's regular army to support it. Not only will the Ice Queen not come, but she will also cut off Greenskin's way south. She will continue to cast blizzards to make it difficult for Ironhide to move. The North should save itself!Cyril remembered Rod's words again. It's just, it's late. Even if Rhodes tried his best, he could only gather half of the army in the north.

"You shouldn't drive those civilians out of the city. ”

The door to the hall was opened, and out of the dark shadows came a tall man. His face was wrinkled, and his hands, shoulders, and scars were everywhere. It was Giger, lord of Wintercastle. Before the war, he had strongly opposed going south to support the Snow Queen, and now it seems that he was right.

Baron Giger had a gloomy face, his calloused hands wielding countless great swords and slashing countless enemies. Now, he stood with Cyril in the dimly lit hall, waiting for death. At this moment, although he is an earl, Cyril does not have a trace of capital that is more arrogant than Giger. In front of the greenskinned army that destroys civilization, the title is nothing more than an empty shell, just a title. It's just that Cyril doesn't think so......

"I didn't kick them out of town!"

Cyril turned to refute Giger's admonitions.

"By closing the gates of the castle so that the civilians cannot enter the city, you are driving them out of the city and sending them under the butcher's knife of the greenskins. ”

Giger said unceremoniously. He was like a night wolf, questioning the watchman high above him in the moonlight.

"They can't do anything, they're cowardly, and even if they let them into the city, they're useless in defending the city, and they're going to deplete our precious food reserves. Who knows when reinforcements will come?"

"Cowardice is relative, and they are timid because they feel they have a way out. They want to live, so they are afraid of death. But when they have no way to escape, they fight to the death in order to survive. Just give them a weapon, and they'll fight like the bravest warriors. ”

Giger said in an almost low voice.

"Are you questioning my decision-making?

Cyril deliberately accentuated the tone of the word baron to remind Giger not to forget who he was. However, Giger no longer cares about what identity is not identified. My life is almost gone, what do I care about the earl and baron...... Let this country be buried by a blizzard!" Giger even cursed inwardly. There has never been a time as bad as this one, with a vampire ruling the kingdom, and the founder of Kislev would have felt if he had known about it.

"Yes, I question not only your decision, but also your courage and ability. Tell me, what did you do during the whole battle? When the first wave of Greenskin's attack came, you hid in your room and prayed to the gods, like a shrunken turtle, not even daring to show your face. It was my soldiers and I who fought on the front lines and held off wave after wave of attacks for you. Then, you finally come out of that broken room. And what did you do? You let the soldiers close the gates, so that hundreds of civilians could not enter the city, and the unarmed civilians were slaughtered by the orcs. Damn, what have you done from start to finish? Lord of Overwatch? Hmph...... The most cowardly person in the entire North is you!"

Giger yelled mercilessly.

"Damn! I'm going to throw you out of here! Throw you out and feed the wolves!"

Cyril roared loudly, grabbed Giger by the collar, and was about to fight, when the rapid shouts of the guards rang out outside the door—123 Literature Network

"Greenskin...... The Greenskins are attacking!"

......

They could only put aside their hatred and hostility for a while and climb the city wall, and at this moment, under the blood-colored sky, tall siege towers were approaching the city wall. Outside the city, countless greenskins roared and shouted, seeking slaughter, beast-like heads, strong bodies, countless greenskinned orcs and goblins were connected, like a sea of green. Cyril recalls the dream, in which the green waters poured into the Watch Fort, killing and wounding countless people, was exactly what he saw.

"Ballista! destroy those towers!"

Cyril ordered urgently. However, without his orders, the soldiers defending the city had already operated these remote devices in advance, their sweat mixed with blood, covering their skin, and emitting layers of oil in the bloody sun.

All forgot about exhaustion, or rather, in the face of the threat of death, exhaustion was something that could be overcome infinitely until they were exhausted.

Soon, the first wave of defensive counterattacks began, and stone projectiles were sent out from the towers like meteors, with a whistling sound that broke through the air, and smashed into the simple and ugly green-skinned siege towers. However, only one of the three guns named the siege tower outside the city. The other two stone projectiles grazed the edge of the siege tower, but did not hit.

The greenskin siege towers that are hit don't look that easy to destroy either. The stone projectile smashed into the siege tower at a rapid pace, and after a loud bang, the upper part of the simple siege tower was pierced through a large hole, and two or three unlucky green skins flew down from the air together. Through this bullet hole, the defenders could see the dense density of green-skinned orcs inside the tower, wearing simple leather armor or no armor, and marching barearmless. Even when the tower was breached, they still yelled with excitement. Because the entire siege tower can still advance.

Roar...... Roar...... Roar......

More than a dozen large siege towers advanced simultaneously. Below, there were dense and excited green-skinned infantry.

Cyril's lips trembled, and he was angry at the impending destruction, as fear and uneasiness rose inside. Almost drowned out all his self-confidence.

Where is Thor, where is Hada, the god of fire? It only takes a fire or a few bolts of lightning to solve, but the gods don't do it......

Relying on mortals, how to fight against the massive amount of green skins?

Beside him, the rain of arrows of the defenders began to volley, row after row, wave after wave, dense as a curtain of rain, sprinkled towards the green-skinned army outside the city. The green skin of the arrow kept falling, but it couldn't stop the giant siege tower. A black orc captain stood atop the siege tower, roaring at the human shrimp defending the city, as if to say, your end is not far off.

The defenders aimed their crossbows at the arrogant orc, and as the arrows flew away, the captain of the black orcs skillfully raised his shield to block the arrows. The arrow was inserted into the wooden shield, and the feathers at the end of the arrow were still trembling slightly.

The black orc slashed the feathered arrows with his machete and continued to roar loudly.

"Hot oil! Burn these beasts!"

Cyril from the castle tower screamed with all his might.