The Anchor Crossbow is a large, difficult-to-move, but formidable weapon that can be fired with bolts the size of an anchor using a steel rope on a winch. If it falls into the crowd, it will sweep down the soldiers like mowing grass. Even the tough and huge body of the War Ancient Tree could hardly withstand such an impact.

The first wave of shots had the best effect, and the elves slowed down the entire battle line, watching as an ancient war tree was cut in half and fell into the dust. The morale of Fort Hub was greatly boosted, and many soldiers cheered excitedly with their weapons held high. The men immediately paid the price for their inexperience—the elven archer's arrows came in an instant, piercing their throats. The soldiers defending the city immediately retreated behind the city walls, daring only to observe the situation outside through the shooting holes.

The War Tree roared and jerked up its speed, the entire wall shaking with their pace. The mechanic next to the anchor crossbow pulled the winch with all his might, trying to be able to attack a few more rounds. At this moment, the chirping of eagles was heard overhead, and the elven druid's bird companions launched a dive attack.

The soldiers defending the city raised their heavy crossbows, aimed them in the air and pulled the trigger. The lightning-fast black bolts intertwined into a web of death, and the eagle's feathers sprayed bright red blood, and it no longer had the agility to fly, and fell straight to the ground.

The death of their companions was painful for the druids, but who told them to throw their birds into the war? Some druids themselves transformed into giant birds, ready to take off from the canopy, but the truly wise elves were preparing spells.

Anticipating the coming second wave of Anchor Crossbows, they cast a spell to drive away the metal. The arrows in the air and the weapons in their hands were all strongly repelled, and the guards wearing armor on the city wall fell down one after another. The Anchor Crossbow is heavy and fast, and although it is not bounced off by spells like arrows, it still changes direction. Flying over the head of the Ancient War Tree, it didn't kill anyone.

The druids wore leather armor and carried hardwood staffs. They can use a spell called ironwood to strengthen wooden weapons, making them as strong as steel. Unaffected in the slightest, these people transformed into various climbing animals under the cover of spells, and took the opportunity to rush up the city walls.

The effect of driving away metal is only instantaneous. It began to weaken when the druids came to the city. If this fight only had druids and ancient trees of war, they could even make spell enchantments that repel metal. It's a pity that the number of druids is too small, and the War Tree is not invincible, and the elves still need warriors armed with metal weapons, wearing metal armor, and support from Elven Ranger to shoot arrows.

And so the scuffle at the head of the city began.

This battle between blood and fire, steel and flesh will always be the same, full of courage and sacrifice, anger and death. The human soldiers of Fort Hub were numerically superior, and they poured into the walls one after another. Elven druids can switch between beasts and humanoids to unleash a variety of attacks. But using fur against metal always pays off, so it quickly loses.

Healing spells shrouded the elves. They left the city wounded and returned to the Ancient Tree of War. On the one hand, it is to make way for the elven warriors, and on the other hand, it can also concentrate on protecting the ancient tree of war with spells.

Some of the trees firmly grasped the stones of the city wall with their branches, took root with their feet, and pulled outward with great force. Rubble continued to fall from the cracks of the stone walls, and in many places began to loosen. Humans poured flammable fire oil on the ancient tree of war and set it on fire. The ancient tree screamed, but still didn't let go.

The druid summons the water elemental. Try to extinguish these flames. But the oil in the fort could not be extinguished with water, but could only be washed away. Fortunately, the war ancient tree is very resistant to fire. The outer skin is difficult to ignite.

A few of the Ancient War Trees that had just been wounded by the anchor crossbow were not so lucky, and the flames burrowed through their wounds and raged inside them. The druid uses a spell to quickly close the wound. Without air support, the burning won't last long, and the War Ancient Tree just needs to be as patient as possible to survive.

Despite rushing to the head of the city. But that's when the elves began to feel the pressure. The crossbows that were shot from the castle's turrets posed a great threat to the elves. Behind the elven warriors, the Ancient Tree of War could no longer provide protection against bows and arrows. While relying on elven steps can increase the chances of dodging, in war, no one can guarantee that they won't make any mistakes.

As long as it hurts. Or show fatigue and soon be set on fire - which is why the brave live longer than the faint of heart. Seeing the wounded, even a new soldier dared to charge at him with a spear.

Martial arts are not very useful at this time, and luck is the biggest reliance. It was a hasty attack by the elves, and the human warriors on the other side were waiting for them, and the addition of the Crimson Spire sealed the victory. Precise energy missiles killed and injured a large number of elven warriors, and fierce attacks were stopped by spells.

Siegel was watching the battle from afar, as it was possible that Heim would face a similar situation in the future. He saw the humans fighting back bravely, and the elves who were covering each other in a three-person formation, and knew in his heart that this was just the beginning. The elves merely responded to the Mage Federation's sneak attack, and took advantage of the attack to test the Hub's defenses.

The ranger rushed up and overpowered the human guards at the head of the city with their bows and arrows. The guard, who did not hide behind his shield, was shot quickly and stumbled off the wall. Some of the Elven Ranger coordinated with each other, shooting at the edge of an iron shield, the impact of the arrow causing the defender's shoulders to shake and reveal a flaw. This is another elven ranger who seizes the fleeting opportunity to shoot another arrow from the gap and kill the shieldmen.

The Mage Tower's energy missile is turned to attack the Ranger, and the arrival of the Elven Mage miscalculates the attempt. They specialize in countering the spells of the Magic Tower, blocking spells including energy missiles, acid arrows, and scorching rays. They reduced the variability of the battlefield so that the walls only had to be solved by force. However, this time the elves did not have the idea of taking the city walls in one go, and the rangers used bows and arrows to suppress and gain an advantage, but the warriors began to retreat in an orderly manner.

They also took their fallen elven companions with them along the way—some dead, but most of them were badly wounded and temporarily unable to move.

At this time, the castle trebuchet of Fort Hub began to work. This trebuchet was not designed to strike siege equipment from afar, but to kill and wound enemies under the walls. Countless rubble fell on them, targeting the elven caster community: mages and priests.

The Ancient Tree of War withdrew its hands from the walls, held them high, and then took a few steps back and twisted itself. The fallen stones were obscured by the canopy, and the mages and priests below were unharmed. At this time, the elven warrior withdrew, and the ranger seized the opportunity to shoot the last few arrows into the walls.

Their goal was very clear, and climbing the walls gave them a glimpse of the defenders, so the rangers all aimed at the defensive weapons that threatened the elves, and the fire oil was the first to be attacked. The Elven Ranger silently recited a spell and sent the arrows with the power of fire as they traversed the battlefield and rushed to the barn stacked with fierce fire oil amid the screams of the crowd. Although the storage room is made of sand and stones, it is still a temporary building, and the gaps between the sandbags are used by the elves. After a loud bang, the explosion of the fiery oil knocked over all the knights within ten meters of it, and then the flames scattered in all directions, igniting the trebuchet, the anchor crossbow, and the soldiers a little farther away. The smoke obscured the sky, and the defenders on the city walls needed to devote a lot of energy to deal with the chaos, and it was too late to stop the work of the Ouroboros pursuit.

The Ancient Tree of War shielded the elves from being hit by trebuchets and slowly retreated into the distance. They left behind a burning wall, corpses and human guards who didn't know if they were victorious or defeated.

"The elves have been repulsed!" someone cheered, and soon the Hub was immersed in excitement and excitement in celebration. The elves and their huge trees have always been depressing for the fleeing people, and this emotion is magnified to a climax when the war breaks out. Either way, the elves' retreat was evident, and everyone finally had a way to vent, hugging, crying, and laughing at each other.

Eunuch Ear raised his sword and began to cheer victory, a way he needed to boost the confidence and morale of his soldiers—otherwise the recruits would collapse in the next battle.

This time the elves were just a simple raid and temptation, and their death was not large, and all the wounded were saved. How can there be a situation where the number of deaths on the defending side is several times greater than that of the besieging side? This is definitely a failure.

Sir Stephens knew very well that elves were not so easy to deal with. They are able to quickly adjust their tactics on the battlefield, never make the same mistakes, and work together in an outrageous way. With the help of the geographical advantage, the hub fort used almost all the means, but the results were not ideal.

The next time the elves returned, it was still just trebuchets, anchor crossbows, and fire oil - and the fire oil had been burned a lot - and the elves must have been prepared, and I am afraid that they would not even achieve the results of this battle. The only variable in the war is the Mage Federation, and the red magic tower is the only possibility of defeating the elves. The lord must be brought forward quickly, whether it is a plea or a threat, and the mages in the Magic Tower River must be brought to war.

Such a thought arose in the mind of every knight with basic intelligence, and thus Siegel achieved his purpose. It is a cruel choice to ignite the flames of war once and for all. Siegel looked around at the fleeing peasants, many of whom were going to die in the gap between the elves and the Federation.

This time the elves didn't use their true strength, and neither did the Knox Guild, otherwise it wouldn't have been just this burn caused by the explosion of the fierce fire oil. The battle of spells has always been dangerous, and the fragile flesh is simply unable to resist the elemental forces, and Siegel can now imagine the tragic picture of that time.

But then again, what if Siegel doesn't light the fuse for all-out battle? These refugees are dying of starvation, and the lords lead the knights in their final heroic charge and then live forever in the poems? There will never be refugees in those poems.

The future is uncertain, and even the Master of Prophecy is not sure that his choice will be the best. Siegel expects he has done nothing wrong. (To be continued......)