The lush emerald green forest was overwhelmed in a crimson wave of flames in an instant, and thousands of flame hounds rushed out of the forest's shadows and launched a frantic charge towards the walls of Istalen. The blood-colored patterns on their bodies burned into flames, and when they gathered together, they became an endless sea of fire, illuminating half of the sky in the north and facing the dark canopy in the east.

The catapults placed on the walls of the city let out a neat roar, and huge rocks tumbled in the sky and smashed into the charging array of the flame hounds. The Flame Hounds were so numerous that they were crowded together with no room to dodge, and each boulder was fruitful. On the other hand, however, this wave of boulders was nowhere near enough to disrupt their full-blown charging formation.

After the first round of attacks by catapults, an overwhelming rain of arrows followed. Human archers didn't play much of a role in the war at Redstone Ridge, because Rangalia's troops were good at maneuvering and coming and going, making it difficult to capture targets. But now if the Earthwalkers want to attack Istalon, they can only charge the walls and resist the human bows and arrows head-on.

The open terrain cleared out of Isttalon was not only a place for cavalry to charge, but also a bow and arrow strike area for the garrison. The roar of the catapult had not stopped, and a dark cloud rose from the city wall, and all kinds of long, short, soft and hard bows and crossbows fired thousands of arrows in an instant, covering all the wide strike area outside the city wall.

If any qualified army commander were present, he would have been infuriated by El's order to shoot indiscriminately. According to the regular military practice, the bow and arrow fire of the troops when they were defending must be carried out in order according to the distance the enemy advances, and pouring out the brains like this is not only unable to inflict effective damage on the enemy, but also extremely wasteful behavior of the loser.

El was not a regular commander, and he wasn't even a proper soldier, but just as Ahmed was obsessively superstitious about kobolds, he trusted his wild instincts unconditionally.

The moment the Earthwalker Legion attacked, he clearly felt a horror that could not be described in words. It was as if an ancient beast had opened its bloody jaws in front of him, intending to devour all of Isttalon.

El, not knowing what it was that would make him feel such a terrifying threat, he could only rely on his instinct to give the order to fire ten thousand arrows and do everything possible to extinguish the wave of flames of the Earthwalker Legion's attack.

His instincts became unusually reliable at this critical moment, but it was not at all comforting.

The flaming flame hounds galloped far faster than the military horses, and it only took a few breaths to cross a distance of hundreds of meters to reach the city, but they were greeted by an overwhelming rain of arrows from humans, and there was no room to dodge. The group of flame hounds that rushed to the front, full of arrows halfway through, became like hedgehogs, and it was completely with their strong vitality that they persevered and sprinted forward for a while.

When the flame hounds fell unconscious to the ground, the flames on their bodies burst into flames with a dull pop, turning into a huge ball of fire that blew their bodies to pieces. Fireballs exploded one after another outside the city walls, and the flat ground was suddenly in shambles.

"What the hell are going to explode! They want to blow up our walls!" exclaimed Timmy. It was only then that all the soldiers understood the meaning of El's seemingly crazy order, if they shot in batches according to their previous experience, they could not hit the flame hounds with unimaginable speed, and once these monsters rushed under the city walls and began to blow themselves up, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Be vigilant! Keep an eye on the ground!" El did not show any smug on his face, but became more cautious. He walked quickly to the nearest pair of bed crossbows, pushed away the soldiers who operated the bed crossbows, and with a little force with both hands, he lifted the hundreds of pounds of bed crossbow directly and put it on the wall stack, and began to adjust the angle.

The Flame Hound's charge was suppressed by the saturated attacks of the human archers, and it was forbidden to survive two hundred meters from the city. Just when many people thought that the Earthwalker Legion's attack was coming to an end, a sudden change occurred on the battlefield.

When the Flame Hound's charge was blocked, the ground, less than a hundred meters from the city wall, silently swelled upward. The sound of the Flame Hound corpse detonating at its own drown drowned out the sound of the land cracking apart, and no one noticed what was happening under their noses. Suddenly, the whole earth trembled, and hundreds of gigantic diggers burst out of the ground and swooped down in the direction of the city walls.

These diggers resemble maggots that have been magnified tens of thousands of times, their bodies are more than twenty meters long, and their heads have no sensory organs, except for a large mouth full of layers of sharp teeth. When they crawl out of the ground, they raise their heads and spit out a green slime at the city wall, which is the acid accumulated in their stomach pouches, which can be digested even by dirt and rocks, and its corrosive ability can be imagined.

Streams of green acid landed on the city walls, immediately producing a thick smoke of corrosion. The soldiers who were hit head-on didn't have time to scream, and melted down into a puddle of debris along with their weapons and armor. What's even more terrifying is that under the immersion of this acid, the entire city wall made of granite began to dissolve, turning into a thousand holes of broken stone and falling off piece by piece.

El picked up the bed crossbow at an angle and kicked it against the bed crossbow's spring, and the huge bolt whistled out, hitting one of the diggers in the head accurately. The giant bolt pierced the digger's jaw, and the force it carried forced it to tilt its head backwards.

In terms of size alone, these diggers are even larger than the snake form of the Purple Demon God, and their weakness is just as obvious, that is, they give up their defenses because of the focus on body flexibility. The Purple Demon God can ignore this flaw because of his perverted immortality, and the Digger definitely doesn't have that ability.

But look at it from another angle. Their massive bodies are the best defense in their own right, and with the exception of bed crossbows, which are classified as heavy weapons, ordinary bows and arrows do negligible damage to them.

"Aim and shoot the bed crossbow! Adjust the angle of the catapult! Kill the worms first!" Ahmed followed El, methodically giving the garrison all sorts of standard orders. Although El's intuition is sharp, he doesn't know anything about these formal military commands, and the two of them can barely control the situation.

The Diggers have corroded large swaths of the walls, but that's all they can do. Catapults and bed crossbows on the walls of humanity form a symphony of death, beating them to the head. The Earthwalker Legion's attack was immense, and the number of troops assembled was nearly ten times greater than before, but the human side was also replenished with reinforcements, and entered a state of all-out war.

The three hundred years of Isttalon's combat stockpiles had reached absolute saturation, and with the garrison fully manned, it was practically not afraid of any war within the limits of conventional forces. Without El's timely warning, the Earthwalker's surprise attack might have inflicted unimaginable damage on the garrison, but when they reacted, they immediately erupted with equally impressive combat power.

As the overlords of the land plains, humans are no weaker than the landwalkers.

North of Eastalen, in the Redstone Ridge Hive area, the forest is filled with strangely shaped Landwalker tribal buildings, slowly wriggling as if they were alive. A Cota wormhole towered in the valley on a larger scale than before, and the teleportation light in the wormhole was non-stop, and almost every minute a regular army of formed troops arrived.

Hundreds of Mantes scouts lurked silently in the treetops, keeping the twelve crimson War King Worms tightly guarded in the center. Those war king insects have already crouched down and begun to hatch mass production troops with all their might, and have completely entered a state of war.

Another batch of gray-white eggs burst open, and the cubs of more than twenty flame hounds broke out of their shells, and they ****ed off the mucus on their companions' bodies, eating all the broken egg sacs, and their bodies grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after less than five minutes, they grew into a complete body form.

The Legion of Earthwalkers' methods of warfare are very strange in the eyes of humans, they often use vanguard troops to test the enemy's virtual reality, and then drive the War King Worm to hatch mass production troops to consume the enemy's living force, and finally put into the regular army to kill with one blow. In this process, the troops hatched by the War King Worm will constantly adjust their form according to the specific situation of the enemy, making it more suitable for the needs of the battlefield.

For example, now, the vanguard has discovered that humans have built a solid city wall, and the War King Worm immediately adjusted the form of the mass-produced troops to the attack mode. The newly born Flame Hound no longer has melee abilities, but instead has increased running speed and self-detonation abilities. The Diggers, which were originally used to clear tunnels, were temporarily requisitioned as combat units, making them huge in size and increasing the ability to vomit stomach acid, all of which evolved in response to the situation of the war.

To their surprise, however, the human side also seems to have a deep potential for war.

"His Highness Ranga Akaren is ready to leave, and you're telling me I can't clear out those people on the ground?"

"I beg your pardon, my lord, we are working on it, please give me some more time!"

"Your Highness will be very disappointed in your cowardice......"

Trembling and shuddering to shut off psychic communications, the front-line commander of the Groundwalker secretly wiped a cold sweat. He was confident of victory in the war, but lacked the necessary time.

Humans are not easy to gnaw on bones, they have high morale and are strong in combat, but none of these issues can be used as an excuse for the Earthwalker Legion's lack of success so far.

As one of the most powerful Highnesses of the Landwalker clan, Ranga Akaren has a temper as violent as the famous underground volcano in her realm, focusing only on the result rather than the process, and any superfluous explanation is a meaningless excuse in her eyes.

His Highness didn't bother to pay attention to how difficult the humans on the ground were, and if she found that her troops still hadn't ended the war when she came in person, it would be devastating for the front-line commanders.

The commander of the front line weighed a little in his heart, out of reason, he should not commit to the regular troops when the enemy was not exhausted, but the time was already very short, and he had no other choice. He had no choice but to stand up and unleash a broken jar of broken psychic waves to all the troops in the forest.

"Leave no reserves, the whole army attack! Attack on all fronts!" (go read OM) (Jiangsu.com)