Since ancient times, the Terrans have been good at defending cities, while the Orcs are strong in field warfare and clumsy at siege. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is also the main reason why Atlanta has often refused to defend the city in the face of orc invasions in recent years. Orcs are strong and brave in the field, and one person can be worth three people. And the tall and sturdy walls can counteract this advantage of the orcs.

The sun is sinking in the west. The bleak sunset turned this battlefield a blood-red.

The noisy battlefield gradually calmed down. Downstairs in the city, there are still some figures walking, which are soldiers cleaning the battlefield. The corpses of the orcs had been recovered long before sunset. Now they were searching for the corpses of their companions and picking up weapons left behind on the battlefield.

On the other side of the wall, the moans of some wounded soldiers can occasionally be heard. When you hear the sound, you can see the stretcher in the field.

Yifeng stood at the head of the city, watching the sunset fade and finally disappear into the horizon.

Maginot strode in, his face flushed with excitement, and he didn't look like a man who had fought a big battle.

"Great victory! Yifeng, great victory!"

It turned out that he had just come after counting the results.

"In today's battle, there are more than 2,000 corpses left behind by the orcs! and our loss is only 1,800, which is basically 1 to 1!"

Maginow's words could not hide the excitement.

"One-to-one, what kind of victory is this?"

Yifeng smiled self-deprecatingly, feeling very heavy.

The fighting power of orcs is very strong! This is Yifeng's most intuitive understanding. There were several dangerous situations today, the orc infantry actually climbed to the head of the city, and cleared a small area, if it weren't for the group of elf huntresses led by Megan at the critical moment, relying on the impact of cavalry to drive them down, I am afraid that the head of the city would have changed hands long ago.

The orcs are tough for a reason. The skin is thick and the flesh is rough, and they can still jump around with several bows and arrows, and they have infinite strength and fierce appearance, once they get a firm foothold, the consequences will be unimaginable. Most of their losses were caused by this.

"Why isn't it a big victory? You count, in the history of Atlanta, which great victory has such an astonishing battle loss ratio!"

Maginot disagreed. Yifeng's last flooding of the Seventh Army was a special case and could not be counted. Even if His Majesty Edward defeated the orcs in the field a few years ago, the battle loss ratio reached 2:1, that is, two Atlantans could exchange one orc. At that time, it was called a rare victory.

"We have such strong walls, with the help of the elves of the Marksman, and tens of thousands of men to help carry supplies. There are so many losses, can it be called a big victory?"

Yifeng pointed to the city.

"That's not how accounts are calculated!"

Maginot laughed.

"How many of us are in Atlanta, how many orcs, but one of them is dead!"

This is telling the truth. The Terrans are a very fertile race, and Yifeng once joked that if I was a peasant, I could create a race. The orcs, on the other hand, were born with harsh conditions, and the lack of food limited their population growth. This is why the orcs placed a high value on women and children, and one of their biggest missions in Atlanta was to plunder the population.

That being said, the breeze is not happy. He likes to use tricks, and this kind of knife and gun combat has never been his favorite. He could only sigh.

"Fortunately, the orcs are not good at attacking cities, and they don't have any weapons to attack cities, nothing more than ladders and rushing cars. Otherwise, you and I wouldn't have it so easy!"

Maginot didn't care, he chuckled.

"Then it's not called an orc!"

As he spoke, the last glimmer of light in the sky vanished. Tonight there is no moon, and there are few stars. But the orc's camp was lit up, and the sound of humming trumpets could be faintly heard.

"What are they doing?"

As a commander, Yifeng has to watch the opponent's movements at all times. His hand pointed that way.

"Maybe it's a ladder or something! What other tricks can the orcs play?"

The distance is a little far, and the night is too dark. Maginow's eyes widened, and he couldn't see clearly. It can only be inferred from this.

"I hope so!"

Yifeng sighed again.

.......

As it turns out, Yifeng's concerns are not unfounded.

On the morning of the second day, when Yifeng was still lying high, Maginot rushed into Yifeng's room as if a gust of wind was blowing, and lifted Yifeng's quilt.

The weather in late autumn is quite cold, and the quilt is uncovered early in the morning, and there is a lot of resentment. However, Maginow's words immediately changed Yifeng's resentment to coldness.

"Yifeng, come and see! What is that orc pushing?"

What can move the well-informed Maginot is definitely not a good thing.

Yifeng didn't wash his face, he hurriedly wiped his eyes, and when he and Maginot came to the city wall to take a look, a cold air suddenly rose from the vertebrae, and he almost had to stand up with his hair.

"Oh my God! That's the orc smasher! Hide, hide!"

I saw that about a few miles below the hillside, one by one behemoths were squeaking and moving slowly forward under the impetus of dozens of orcs. It has a large, long boom with a basket-sized cloth bag hanging from the boom, and the entire boom is rested on a support shelf. Each of them is about a few feet tall and looks quite hideous. The underside is propelled by wooden wheels. If you count it carefully, I'm afraid there are more than a dozen.

Yifeng yelled and waved at the dense crowd standing on the city wall.

"It's all hidden, leaning against the wall, and those who can't be relied on go down to the city wall! Hurry up, it's too late!"

The so-called crusher, also known as the "brick car", is actually a type of large stone thrower. It is said that the orcs originally did not know this technology, but the scum of the human race who defected to the orcs presented this engineering weapon to the beastmaster, so that it could be reused. With this thing, the orcs will no longer have trouble attacking the city.

Unexpectedly, in order to deal with the Toulon fortress, the orcs even built this.

Everyone saw the unprecedented panic that Yifeng shouted, and even if they didn't know each other, they knew that this was definitely not a good thing. As soon as he did what Yifeng had instructed, he saw the orcs push the crushers hundreds of meters away from the city wall, just beyond the range of their bows and arrows.

They fixed the monsters with wooden stakes, then twisted the wheel, put huge stones into their cloth pockets, and finally slammed the tail of a stone the size of a millstone into the city wall with the sound of wind and thunder, causing the ground to shake. A gap appeared in the place where it was hit.

And that's not even the scariest of all. Among the orcs, some people put pieces of rubble into it, poured fire oil, ignited it, and then launched it, forming a rain of meteors that split their heads and covered their faces.

Don't look at the gravel that doesn't look as big as a fist, but it's incredibly powerful. Yifeng saw a panicked soldier with his own eyes, as if he couldn't stand this kind of attack, turned around and ran, only to be hit by a small flying stone, and suddenly his head was shattered like a watermelon, but his body was still running forward.

In less than half a prayer hour, the orcs fired one after another. The sky above the entire fortress was black and oppressive, as if the end of the world had fallen. Every time the ground shook, a burst of fire suddenly erupted, bringing a bloody rain.

In the blink of an eye, the walls strengthened by Yifeng were already full of holes and smoke was emitting everywhere.

"Hold on! Hold on! The orcs are about to attack!"

Maginow's face was black, and his helmet was thrown somewhere, shouting with his sword as he ran towards the wind.

"Yifeng, you have to think of a way quickly! It's not a problem to go on like this! We can withstand it today, but tomorrow and the day after tomorrow!"

To deal with this kind of stone thrower, it can only be filled by human life. Because the orcs will take advantage of the opportunity to attack the city when you can't lift your head. But as soon as the launch is over, that's when the orcs come up. At this time, it can only rely on everyone's desperateness. Another way is to destroy it with something like that. But in a hurry, how to build. Besides, no one here does!

Yifeng suddenly rubbed his head in pain.

"Hold on to today, and wait for the orcs to retreat. Call Megan over and let's meet!" (To be continued.) )