Outside the city walls, the shouts of killing gradually dispersed.

The soldiers who had been fighting all night sat on the ground, feeling haggard and emaciated.

Even the generals were tired.

This is already the third day of the siege battle, and Gu Erdan didn't give the other party a chance to breathe at all.

Attack during the day! Sneak attack at night! It really doesn't stop for a moment!

The half-undead orcs didn't feel tired and didn't care about such a wheel battle.

But the human army is not good, in the face of the attack of the orcs who dig tunnels, climb walls, set fires, and harass them by all-round means, they can't even rest in batches.

Because this group of orcs was so noisy when they attacked, they couldn't sleep at all when they were yelling.

In addition, the strength of the orcs is too strong, and everyone is afraid that when they open their eyes, the other party has already broken through the window, and they can't sleep even more.

It was just a three-day continuous wheel war attack, and it did not achieve very good results.

In addition to fighting out more than 6,000 people on the other side, the orc coalition forces were not able to gain a foothold on the city wall at all.

Every time you barely attack, you will be immediately beaten down by the opponent.

Outside the city walls, an orc less than 1m6 tall was wearing a full set of Iron Floating Armor, frowning and looking at this side, chewing blades of grass in his mouth.

That's right, it's grazing.

In order to survive among the orcs, this group of rat people has evolved in a very outrageous direction, and they can already live by eating weeds.

Not only grass, but also roots, bark, and leaves, they can gnaw down and eat them.

It's just that this rat man, as the leader, naturally can't be so mixed that he can't even afford to eat.

The reason why he eats grass is just a habit that he has developed over the years.

Beside this leader, there were also a large number of nezumen, who were the officers of the nezumi tribe, either centurions or thousands.

These guys also wore Iron Floating Armor, but they were different from the burly orcs who looked like iron towers when they wore the armor.

Dressed in Iron Floating Armor, the group of rat men looked less like an iron tower from a distance, but more like canned luncheon meat.

The combination of the three short bodies and the heavy iron armor caused their bodies to develop horizontally.

But it's such a funny look, but no one can laugh at this time.

The three days of attack were all in charge of the rat people.

It was these three days of uninterrupted siege that almost didn't make the coalition forces in the city suffer from rat phobia.

Dense quantity! Rush to the top of the feature! A defense that can't be beaten no matter how you fight! It's ridiculously fast!

This group of rat people used practical actions to tell the human coalition what it means not to take bean bags and improper dry food.

Looking at the troops who had retreated again, the rat-man boss scratched the hair on his head, a little worried.

In the past three days, he has used all the strategies he can think of.

What fire attack, what tunnel, what flying squirrels fall from the sky, what night sneak attack.

As a result, it was useless, and they were all blocked by the other party.

He even tried his hand at making siege weapons, such as catapults.

However, he overestimated his own abilities.

The hard-working catapult did throw the stones, but unfortunately only a little.

It was thrown out with a whoosh, and then fell to the ground with a snap.

The catapult was like a spoon, and it was directly attached to the nezumi in front of it with a stone.

Non-battle damage attrition X3

There are also siege ballistas, and as soon as the bowstring is opened, the crossbow arrow hits the little brother in front of him in an arc, with a range of no more than five meters.

Non-battle damage attrition x5

In addition to this, there are towers, siege chariots, ladders, etc., all of which fail without exception.

The tower fell top-heavy, the siege chariot could not turn, and the ladder did not calculate the height at all, resulting in a large shortening.

The rats rushed up with the ladder and ran back with the ladder and puff

Before being hacked to death by the enraged younger brothers, the rat-man boss with a lot of brains finally gave up his death.

And after his scourge, the casualties of the rat tribe due to the accident are about to exceed 100.

Turning around and summoning several of the Centurions and Centurions, the Nezumi Boss begins a pre-battle meeting.

"The king has entrusted us with such a heavy responsibility! We didn't take a single piece of success! What does that make the other orcs think of us! This makes us how to gain a foothold in front of the king! Yes! ”

The nezumi boss had already been angry after several days of fruitless attack, but the other nezumi captains were loose and unshaped.

A commander straightened his helmet with a look of impatience on his face.

"But didn't the king already say it, just let us feint, the meaning is right, you have to take it upon yourself to attack the city with all your might."

"That's it! The king is still ready to come to the ...... Boiling porridge in the water? ”

"It's a boat."

"That's right! Push the porridge along the water! If you take down the city! Delayed the king's plan! Can you afford to take responsibility! ”

Obviously, the Nezumi are not monolithic inside.

In other words, the orcs are not monolithic, except for those races that are extremely disciplined and have a clear hierarchy system, other orc tribes can be called intrigue within themselves.

They squandered all their already low IQ in infighting, bent on pulling down the current boss and becoming the new boss themselves.

It's just that because of the lack of IQ, they can only think about it, at most they open their mouths when they are in a meeting, they will still fight, and they are more heroic than anyone else.

After all, the brain is not enough, and it can only rely on merit.

One of the commanders was about to shoot himself into the city as a cannonball while testing the trebuchet, and then buckled the other nezumi with a spoon............

When the rat man boss saw that these little rabbit cubs actually dared to refute him, he was furious on the spot, and directly fought with the group of Confucians, arguing with more than forty people.

Everyone put on their feats, compared their achievements, talked about loyalty, and tried their best to suppress each other.

The nezumi boss deserves to be the boss, as the leader of the first nezumi tribe to take refuge in Gu Erdan, it can be said that all these guys present were brought over by him.

Therefore, in terms of seniority, the rat man boss has an innate advantage.

That's really a mouthful of a hundred people, no matter what you say, he will always be able to scold back with a word.

Lao Tzu is the commander of the king's own title! I've all pulled you in! Who dares to disobey me!

Everyone here is arguing, and the younger brothers over there are still desperately rushing up, and even more than half of the centurions have not come over at all.

They thought that instead of having a useless meeting with this group of bugs, it would be more reliable to lead the army to attack the city by themselves.

Maybe we'll take the city! At that time, this captain will have to be replaced!

What? Do you think taking the city will affect your plans?

It doesn't matter, they have already thought about it, if the king is really to blame, it's a big deal for them to open the floodgates and let the water flood! Let the Boss call them!

Anyway, the end result is the same.

The battle continued for another day and night, and in the early morning of the fifth day, the human coalition that had forcibly resisted the rat-man attack was on the verge of collapse.

There were no reinforcements, no rest, no hope, and the morale of the coalition forces, which was already losing more than half of the battle, was demoralized.

If it weren't for the fact that there was really no way to run, and their families were in the noble territory, I am afraid that they would have broken up and fled for their lives.

The injuries of tens of thousands of people were exchanged for the lives of more than 5,000 rat men.

The Rat Army also lost more than half of the battle, of which the centurion lost 41 people, most of whom were killed by the opposing master's and mages when they were the first to rush upward.

The commander killed three people, and one of them hit the old man in the face when he was digging a tunnel, and was killed by the old man Gu and several masters.

A leader of his subordinates descended from the sky, relying on his own advantages of being able to glide in the air and fake flying, and jumped into the city from a high place.

Well, that's right, it's just him and his men, and the number of people doesn't add up to more than 1,000.

These 1,000 people fell directly into the opponent's headquarters, and the bloody scene almost didn't scare the opponent's nobles stupidly.

After the First World War, all the Flying Squirrel troops were killed, and the nobles lost more than seventy percent.

If it weren't for the old man Gu and a few nobles who could fight desperately to resist, and finally waited for the reinforcements to arrive, I am afraid that their noble headquarters would have to be completely annihilated.

As for the third commander, he's being held to the ground with the abandoned trebuchet.