The battle class has picked up ranged weapons, and everyone is doing everything in their power to stop the closer, which is a welcome change. Everyone has put in their own efforts to buy time for our city defense war this time.

But to put it mildly, while each of our Air Warrior volunteers is far superior to the enemy, on this battlefield they behave more like a group of reckless men than a well-trained army.

These guys have no plan in their choice of targets, and every time an enemy is knocked down, there are always seven or eight offensive spells, crossbow feather arrows, or musket ammunition missing, and many of them have not even hit an enemy since the beginning, and all the targets have been taken by others. This kind of repetitive, extremely inefficient play is a stupid waste of ammo magic and our defensive time.

The same is true of those rescue occupations. Whether it is a devout priest who works as his job to save the light, or a druid who is proficient in recovering magic on his own, or a shaman who uses the power of the soul to give birth to life, they have no choice when it comes to rescuing the wounded.

In general, our battle scenes were chaotic, lacked tacit understanding, suffered huge losses, and were ineffective. Fortunately, the well-trained defenders were the vast majority, and if we had only relied on us to defend the entire city, I am afraid that the city would have been breached by the army of the end of the Empire.

This may be due to the fact that they are accustomed to fighting in small teams of three or five people in their daily adventures, when faced with the huge battlefield of tens of thousands of people in front of them. These air waders are at a loss. Too much blood is flowing, too many lives are dying, and it's a reciprocal killing that is too spectacular to find a sense of victory or defeat.

However, the good thing is that in any group, there are always one or two people who are rational and clear-headed, who can wake up first in the chaos and discover the right way to solve the problem:

"Don't hit the archers, hit the siege engines first! Concentrate your fire on the car closest to the wall! "During the battle, a deep voice pierced through the chaotic noise of the battlefield came from behind him. The sound made my mind, carried away by the desire to fight, pause for a moment. I looked back. I saw a human swordsman with a scar on his face, a sword on his body, and the name "Buddha Smile" on his head, standing aside with his arms crossed, shouting at everyone calmly.

Like the Shadow Thief, the Swordsman is also a combat class converted from a wanderer. To be precise, the swordsman is supposed to be the reverse variant of the Wanderer. They completely defy the Wanderer's philosophy of hunting in the shadows, choosing instead to exert their might in a dignified head-to-head confrontation.

Due to the limitations of professional skills, the range of professions that swordsmen can choose from is very limited. Only one-handed weapons such as swords, swords, or daggers can be chosen.

Most of the swordsmen are arrogant extremists, bloodthirsty maniacs who love to attack and kill. What they're looking for is massive explosive power, lightning surge attack speed, and fluid and gorgeously powerful combat skills. Rather than exercising their own physique, they put more energy into the study of weapon habits, and developed many skills to maximize the power of weapons.

Any one-handed sword can exert more than 20% of the usual attack power in their hands, and the chance of generating critical hits is twice as high as that of others. What's even more amazing is that even a featureless ordinary short sword can produce a variety of special effects such as tearing, piercing, and heavy hitting at will under their skillful manipulation, which allows them to adopt corresponding tactics according to the different means of protection of their opponents: for casters wearing cloth armor and weak vitality, the tearing effect of continuous loss of life is a deadly threat; And for those melee professionals who wear chain mail. A piercing attack will greatly reduce the protection that their armor is proud of.

At the cost of honing their kendo, the swordsmen gave up some of the special techniques that belonged to the wanderers, the most obvious difference being that they could no longer stealth; Meantime. They still have many of the weaknesses of a wanderer, such as being able to wear leather armor at best—for a combatant who can only fight in close quarters. This makes the swordsman much less protected - and still not very strong, with very limited health.

If you encounter a swordsman in battle, you don't have to think about how to take the initiative, because it's impossible - they're always faster than you think. The only question you have to think about is: how do you survive the first ten seconds. Once you engage a swordsman, they will completely engulf you in an unstoppable wave of attacks in an instant, and their blades are like the teeth of vampires, draining not a drop of your blood in a very short time.

However, if your life force is more tenacious and resilient than he thought to survive his first attack, it should be his headache: any form of counterattack can pose a deadly threat to the swordsman's fragile defenses.

Because of the problem of professional restrictions, this swordsman named "Buddha Laugh" does not have it at all

attack ability, which determines that he cannot intervene in the battle for the time being, and can only be on the "audience in the field". However, I think that maybe this is the official way that he can observe the current situation more calmly and find our problems.

"Just dismantle the siege engines...... "The Buddha shouted with a smile, hoping that people would do as he had reminded," ...... Leave the archers in the car alone! ”

Only a small number of people followed Fo Xiao's advice, and many more people still did the same, targeting the "Emperor ** Long Attackers" on the siege vehicle, experiencing the joy of killing in their deaths, not thinking about whether Fo Xiao's proposal would help the battle, and even more, some people rolled their eyes at him disdainfully, or muttered in a sneer. In this way, he expressed his dissatisfaction with the guy who commanded the battle on his behalf.

The main reason why they do this, I guess, is because they don't like to be commanded by a stranger who is on their own level, and if they obey Buddha's instructions, it will make them feel disgraced. In fact, many people in this world are like this: they never want to think about whether what others say is correct, but only look at the identity and status of the person who speaks. They are often willing to unconditionally obey someone who is older or of higher social status, even if it is an obvious foolishness. And if it is a peer or a junior who advises, even if it is correct. They will also ignore it.

Even if only a few people concentrated their firepower. The speed at which siege vehicles are damaged has also increased significantly. Because the siege vehicle's durability is so high, no matter how many attacks it takes at the same time, it is a direct reflection of its damage, and not a single bullet or spell misses. There is no waste of attack power at all, which invisibly greatly improves the efficiency of our attack. It didn't take long for the first siege engine to collapse with a muffled thud.

If the siege engines were still there. No matter how many ranged attackers are eliminated, they will be replenished in time, and it can be said that they are endless and inexhaustible. However, if a siege vehicle is completely destroyed, the enemy troops on the vehicle will lose the advantage of attacking us, and can only retreat to their own position, which will not only delay the enemy's approach to the city wall, but also relieve us of a lot of defensive pressure, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Not only that, but most of the siege vehicles that were able to rush to the front were baptized by a huge stone bullet from the catapult. Half of their durability had already been lost, and the dedicated Native defenders had gone to great lengths to destroy them, leaving most of the siege engines approaching the walls dilapidated and crumbling. Less than a quarter of the durability of the land remains. Those who attack them together will need only a small amount of force to destroy these behemoths while gaining a lot of experience. It's simply a big bargain out of the box. And it's not a hassle at all to pick up this cheap.

As one siege vehicle after another was successfully destroyed, more and more people changed their targets and joined the ranks of working together to destroy the siege vehicles. Even many guys who were very dissatisfied with Buddha Xiao at the beginning took advantage of the lack of attention from others and secretly put the target of the attack on the siege vehicle. As we continue to increase our manpower, the rate at which siege engines are destroyed has become faster.

Although in this short period of time, we have achieved far more fruitful results than expected, six siege engines were beaten into a pile of slag before they could approach the city walls, but this is far from enough to completely curb the pace of the Doomsday Emperor's attack. It didn't take long for the three siege engines to rush towards the city walls almost in unison. These behemoths were too strong for the defenders at the head of the city, even though the vast majority of them were now trying their best to aim at one of the siege engines in the middle and fire fiercely, trying to destroy one first. Judging by the speed with which they advance, we simply won't be able to extend our gains before they reach the walls.

"Don't hit siege vehicles anymore, mages pay attention to saving mana, archers mainly aim at archers on the roof of the car!" The human swordsman named "Buddha Laugh" also noticed this problem and shouted again, reminding us to change our tactics, "All the shadow thieves, all the traps are placed on the city walls!" Heal the profession and get ready for hand-to-hand combat! ”

This time, no one was resistant to Buddha Xiao's instructions, and the successful battle just now had already established considerable prestige for this ordinary human swordsman, and almost everyone who heard his voice did as he said. Those professionals with healing skills spontaneously restored the lives of their comrades, preparing them for a battle in the city. Although the number of Primitives is too large for us to heal one by one, the good thing is that we have enough shamans, and the effects of the life totem can cover a considerable distance, and a single totem pole can provide healing to a dozen people around us. Soon, a row of quaint totem poles stood at the top of the city, one at intervals, and the pale blue light from the healing effects of soul magic covered almost the entire wall.

At the same time, a large number of shadow thieves began to get busy. Intricately designed and insidious traps were cleverly placed on the walls, some of which unleashed cold magic to freeze those who triggered him into a lump of ice; Some lands, when triggered, will violently spray flames, drowning an area in a sea of fire; Others are simply fragile and fragile bottles

.. The toxins in the seeds will spread quickly, causing great suffering to the middle. I had never seen such a variety of traps in front of people at such a high density before, and for a moment, I even felt that this place was not so much like a battlefield as more like a trade fair for the products of the mechanism.

The fat man Triangle, who had been promoted to the rank of Shadow Thief, also appeared in the ranks of this placement mechanism, and at this time he was carefully placing a round steel tong covered with sharp serrated teeth at the head of the city. This is a powerful single damage trap. Once someone steps on it. The serrated teeth on the steel tong will quickly bounce and close, biting the guy's calf, which will not only cause considerable damage to the trigger, but also temporarily cripple his leg. The speed of movement is greatly reduced.

It must be admitted that this kind of sinister and vicious mechanism is indeed very much in line with the filthy and despicable fighting nature of the orc shadow thief. He shrewdly chose a suitable location for his mechanism: in the direction of a siege engine, about a step or so from the city wall. Whether it's the grasp of the terrain or the grasp of distance. The orcs and shadow thieves are all incredibly gifted, and I can even imagine that once the siege engine succeeded in attaching the suspension bridge to the wall, the first step of the soldier on the wall would fall into the trap of the shadowy ground.

After the trap was placed, the Yangtze River Delta also viciously smeared a layer of purple-green "prostration potion" on the sharp serration - poison is also a shadow thief's specialty, anyone who falls into this prostration potion, his attack and defense will be reduced to 60% of the original, and his maximum health will also be reduced by 20%. The ingredients used to make this ferocious potion were now worth at least fifteen silver coins per serving - it was a great waste to deal with such an expensive thing against the average enemy soldier who was about to enter the city.

"Be careful, don't step on it. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences! After doing all this, the Yangtze River Delta put a warning sign on the organ to remind others to pay attention. Look. He was very satisfied with his work that exuded an eerie murderous intent, and proudly held up his big belly. Ostentatiously looked around.

At this time, a feather arrow flew from outside the city, impartially in the middle of the Yangtze River Delta's buttocks. The speed of this arrow is not fast, and the flight path is crooked, so I think it is more like a jumping arrow that has missed than an aiming attack.

"Oops!" This sudden arrow made the Yangtze River Delta defenseless, he screamed miserably, covered his big ass and jumped straight to his feet in pain, and subconsciously stepped forward twice.

"Click...... Cha! A mechanical crisp sound came from the ground, and the expression of the Yangtze River Delta suddenly froze, frozen at the moment when he opened his mouth and exhaled pain, his eyes wandered, and the corners of his eyes suddenly moistened.

It wasn't until a moment later that he slowly lowered his head, gritted his teeth in a crying voice, and squeezed out a sentence in pain:

"Oh, it really *** hurts......"

His voice was like that of a cat that had just been trampled off its tail.

As we could see, the delicate steel tongs were biting into the calf of the Yangtze River Delta, and the sharp serrated tips had penetrated deep into the flesh of his leg. A line" fluttered above his head, like a mocking red flag.

At this time, the siege vehicle just advanced to a suitable distance, and put down the wooden plank suspension bridge with a "bang", and one end of the suspension bridge was on the city wall, which was just laid in front of the Yangtze River Delta.

A troll warrior, wielding a large axe, rushed up from the siege engine and slashed at the orc shadow thief standing in front of him. The Yangtze River Delta wanted to dodge, but his leg was injured, he moved very slowly, and was slashed on the forehead with an axe, and the top of his head was once again bloody and shining. The poison worth 15 silver coins was really genuine and full of weight, and the poisoned long + weak couldn't help but be windy, and the life gauge above his head leaked 300 points, and the situation suddenly became precarious.

Then another axe slashed at Triangle's shoulder, and then the troll warrior kicked Triangle's corpse off the city wall - and in this way, he was honorably the first of our Skywader Guards to die in this battle.

I have to praise him once again, the level of his placement of the trap is indeed very high, whether it is the location of the trap, the effect of the trap or the effect of the poison, it is so subtle, and the coordination is so seamless, it will definitely drive the unlucky ghost who triggers the mechanism to death.

Except for a small mistake in the last part of the agency, all aspects of this mechanism can be called flawless.

Although I am deeply saddened and sorry for his sacrifice, I am very sorry, and it is difficult for me to feel the same anger in my heart. On the contrary, the death in the Yangtze River Delta even relieved my psychological pressure in the face of a strong enemy to a large extent, and I could devote myself to this life-and-death struggle with a relaxed and happy mood. And I believe that among the comrades who witnessed his tragic death, there were by no means only one or two who were as relaxed as I was.

This may be the only thing of value brought about by the death of the Yangtze River Delta......

As the enemy soldiers ascended the city walls, a doomed hand-to-hand combat began.