After the heat dissipated, the orcs attacked again.

Perhaps at Jack's behest, they stopped charging recklessly, but instead moved slowly against logs or thick branches.

After walking past the original first wall, the orcs were met with the resistance of the former towers.

"Bang ......"

The dwarven warriors hiding in the towers continued to shoot fist-sized buckshots.

The steam machine gun on the roof of the tower also "suddenly" spouted lead balls.

But the thick logs and branches effectively block the damage of the shot put.

Although sawdust flew and from time to time hapless orcs were hit on the head and fell, the vast majority of the orcs still poured into the valley.

The elves in the towers in vinyl leather robes shoot lightning arrows.

The orcs who were shot were instantly burned to charcoal, and the nearby orcs also fell in convulsions.

But compared to the extensive damage caused by the conduction of barbed wire just now, this level of battle damage was not enough to frighten the fierce orcs.

As the orcs advanced to the first turn, the back tower joined the fight.

The flanking attack of the front and rear towers caused the orcs to suffer a sharp increase in battle damage.

After a short advance, the orcs could not bear it anymore, and they threw down branches and logs, and fled desperately.

After dropping more than 50 corpses, the orcs escaped from the range of the former tower.

There were no cheers from the defenders' positions, and everyone looked nervously at the low clouds.

There was no flash of white light.

Jack really didn't dare to risk sending a "ghost" attack.

Juan patted General Sorin on the shoulder and praised, "After all, I fought with the special combat team, and this defense line is awesomely arranged." ”

General Thorin straightened his back without modesty and said: "As long as the 'ghost' doesn't make a move, no matter how many orcs come, don't think about rushing through this valley, the two towers in the front and back and the back city wall, you can leave them all here." ”

Jack, who was hiding in the woods on the other side and commanding, was obviously aware of this.

The orcs who appeared again changed their style of play.

They cut down a lot of wood, tied it into huge rafts, and smeared it with wet mud, and then several orcs carried it forward.

The dwarf's shot put "poofed" on the raft, but it couldn't do any damage.

Lightning Bolts still work.

Although it was not possible to create the terrifying scene of an electric spark bursting, the electricity conducted through the wet mud and damp wood could still cause the orcs behind the wooden raft to convulse and fall.

However, the number of lightning arrows is too small, and each time the lightning is fired, it takes a while to dissipate heat before it can be fired again, and it is impossible to stop the advance of the orc troops.

This time, the orcs did not rush down the valley after pouring into the valley, and it was clear that they did not want to enjoy the taste of being caught between the front and back again.

They begin to climb steep mountain cliffs.

Juan could see that the orcs wanted to pull out the front tower.

He asked with some concern, "Can the front tower carry it?" ”

"Rest assured, sir, the front tower is too strong for the orcs to break it.

"And the front tower is within the attack range of the rear tower, and the orcs who rush up can't escape being flanked by the front and back."

And the truth is exactly what Thorin said.

The orcs who had climbed the hill at a certain cost, although they had flattened the barbed wire with wooden rafts and built bridges through the trenches with wooden rafts, had to stop in front of the solid granite towers.

The rain-shot attacks of the towers in front and back, as well as the occasional lightning bolt, made these orcs suffer.

But for some reason, they just don't retreat.

At this time, a group of orcs poured out of the woods, looking like there were dozens of them.

They carried sandbag-like objects and rushed up the hill.

The firepower of the front and rear towers was still pouring down on the orcs below the front tower, and no one cared about the dozens of orcs behind them.

These "sandbag" resistant orcs approached the front tower, and the orcs who were originally under the tower desperately tried to cover them with wooden rafts and even their own bodies.

This behavior made Juan realize that these orcs who resisted the "sandbag" must be unusual.

"Hit the orcs who are staring at the sandbags!"

Juan's orders were passed on through the flag.

But several orcs had piled up "punchbags" under the front tower.

The elves in the back tower shot through the gaps between the wooden rows and accurately shot an orc who was placing a "sandbag".

The ensuing lightning burned the orc to charcoal and detonated the "sandbag".

"Boom"

Black smoke fills the air, and stone chips are accompanied by flesh and blood.

The orcs near the front tower were blown away, and the solid stone wall of the front tower was also blown out of a large hole.

"It's black powder!" General Sorin accurately judged the composition of the explosives.

Why do orcs have black powder?

Juan's mind was racing.

He thought of it.

It's Jack.

Jack was born in the military, and he must have known how to concoct black powder.

At the same time, as a former security captain, Jack is also well aware of the distribution of minerals on the beautiful planet.

He must have known that to the north of the orc tribe, there were saltpeter mines in the Great Desert, and to the west of the orc tribes, there were sulfur mines in the area of the Virunga Volcano.

As for charcoal, there are woods everywhere here, and of course there will be no shortage of charcoal.

Therefore, Jack, who controls the orc tribe, can easily concoct a large amount of black powder.

"Hell!" Juan, who figured it out, smashed his fist on the wooden raft on the trench wall.

The rough surface of the raft wore down Juan's skin, but before the blood could seep out, the skin was healed.

But the stone walls of the former tower don't have Juan's self-healing powers.

The orcs screamed and rushed through the hole.

Fighting rang out in the front tower.

Despite the desperate shooting of the rear tower, there was nothing to be done about the orcs who stormed the front tower.

The fighting in the front tower gradually subsided.

Not all elves have Trist's skills, and the dwarves' stature, as well as the strong orcs in melee combat, suffer as well.

Juan adjusted his gaze with his brain chip and saw that the orcs had stormed the steam machine gun emplacements on the top floor of the front tower.

The dwarven archer there understood that his life had come to an end.

He shouted "Long live the dwarves" and blocked the steam safety valve with his fingers.

"Boom"

The steam engine exploded.

In the white fog, the badly damaged former tower could no longer hold up and collapsed.

Dwarves, elves, and orcs were all buried together in rubble.

Enemies in life, but after death, they live together as a couple.

The orcs on the front hill did not continue to advance, and with heavy casualties, they retreated under the continuous attack of the rear tower.

But Juan knew they would come back.

The orcs have found a way to breach the tower.

The back towers, which are under the cover of the back walls, will also be breached by them like the front towers.

Juan anxiously asked, "Thorin, what should I do?!" ”

Thorin, who had always been confident, turned a little pale at this time, and he muttered:

"We can't afford to lose, and if we lose, the orcs will rush into the savanna, where there is no defense at all.

"The Fortified Clearfield hasn't started yet, and it's too late, the orcs will get food in the savanna.

"We can't afford to lose, so we can't lose."

Suddenly, Thorin rejoiced, and his brainwashed brain led him to a conclusion, and he shouted:

"Haha, we won't lose, because we can't afford to lose, so we won't lose!"

Juan slapped himself on the head, what kind of logic is this?