Now the town is full of shouts of killing, and the orcs clearly don't want to give up here.

Some people may not understand what they think, and even give up the fence that can play a certain defensive role, and directly engage in hand-to-hand combat with us in street fighting.

But when he saw the soldiers pouring into the town, Ralph and Lawrence pushing a cannon, everything made sense.

This is magic for those who have never seen artillery, supreme magic! For the Kurtilas, who are accustomed to artillery, this is the best weapon of all.

Seeing them was the happiest thing I've ever felt in my time, and a few of them came running towards me.

"You seem to have grown meat!" I looked at Lawrence's face. "You can still grow meat in a war, and you are the first one!"

"Ha, I'm tired! Tired and swollen! Lawrence gestured to his legs.

"Are these guys used in the siege of Roadridge?" I looked at Ralph.

"It works!" Ralph was smiling happily. "The guns of the Kurtilas are much better than those on our ships, but they are dumber."

"Our brothers don't have any casualties." I asked.

"No, since this thing came, our people haven't been sacrificed. There are also very few injuries. Ralph said.

I smiled and nodded. "Let's get to work! Get rid of the orcs! I glanced around at them. Be careful in street fighting! Don't get too scattered. Protect the flanks and ass! ”

The start went well, the artillery fired a salvo, and the wooden gate of the fence could not resist it at all. Smooth entry into the city boosted morale. But the ensuing street fighting became more difficult.

There was no fighting on the main roads of the town, and in the adjacent alleys there were red-eyed. The town wasn't a big town at first, so the streets weren't wide except for their intricacies, especially the alleys.

Many alleys are connected, not to mention that they can basically be walked in all directions, and we have launched a constant siege and counter-encirclement with the orcs.

"Ralph!" I shouted. "Bahrain! Take your people to guard the artillery! I turned to Ralph and yelled, "Ralph! ”

Ralph was still squeezing into the crowd and was whipped back by me.

"Don't it! Divide your people into squads and climb to the roof! I want you to use bows and arrows! Shoot them with a bow and arrow, not with that face! I shoved him.

The twenty or so people who had been following me were always by my side, and I turned my head and shouted, "Follow me!" ”

After climbing onto the roof, I reached out and looked down.

In the alley, which is about three meters long, the soldiers in the front row are under tremendous pressure. Our soldiers can only rely on the outnumbered men to hold off the orcs and keep them from advancing. But in addition to being larger than us, the orcs also inflicted great damage on the soldiers in the first two rows with their strength and weapons.

Our shields are mostly made of wood. Even the middle of the shield, which is trimmed with iron spikes, is wooden. But the orc's shield is not! Their shields are metal, and they are very thick metal.

The hammer heads of human soldiers' swords and axes do very little damage to their shields, but our wooden shields are quickly shattered and chopped apart.

Seeing that our army does not have much advantage in street fighting, and our artillery cannot be used in street fighting.

"Spread out! Free Fire! I yelled.

Effective! Very effective! In this dense alley, our bows and arrows are simply not missing. It's not too easy to shoot their heads, shoulders, and necks from a top-down view.

We on the roof shook the orc army, and the orcs in front began to retreat. At this moment, an orc climbed up on the roof of a house not far away.

"Watch the roof!" I turned my head and shouted! "Shoot the roof down!"

Not one, not two. This group of melee weapon-only orcs is finally going to interfere with our attacks.

The orc at the head rushed towards us. It opened its mouth and roared in our direction. Shoot an arrow at it, and the guy flicks his right arm, only to have the arrow plunge straight into his right arm! It didn't hesitate at all, as if the arrow had hit a punching bag.

The archers on the roof shifted their targets one after another, and in an instant, more than a dozen arrows plunged into its body. It collapsed and rolled off the roof. There was an instant scream in the alley.

The orcs in the back also climbed up, and after shooting out two more orcs, the orcs in the back climbed up again with steel shields.

Impenetrable steel shields are their best protection.

"Withdraw! Evacuate! I shouted.

When the orc saw that we were going to run, he chased after us. As a result, a miraculous scene happened, and the previous one disappeared in front of us.

It's too heavy to ...... It was a few of them who were too heavy, the ones that rushed over in front of them smashed the roof, and the ones in the back directly collapsed the roof, and the one headed leaked down with a bang.

The next few rushed too hard and also fell.

Although it was thrilling, the scene in front of me really made me laugh. I looked into the alley, and the orcs below were about to retreat, and our army had already pushed them back again and again.

"Change the alley! Then go find all the archers you see! Take them to the roof! Fast! I shouted and jumped straight from the house.

His feet hit the ground, and an unknown liquid splattered under his feet. I knew it wasn't water, and the only sound I could make at this point was blood.

The burning torches glowed with the surrounding ignites, and the set fire spread continuously. In the firelight were hideous faces, either looking at death as home, or frightened, or full of anger, or in pain.

Those lying on the ground and falling by the wall have basically no chance of survival, and it is impossible to survive just by being trampled on. However, no one was going to collect their bodies now, except for the monks who followed the group, and the nuns were constantly checking whether everyone who fell was still alive, and nothing more.

Climbing to the roof again, I was followed by a dozen brothers. We moved quickly across the rooftops, looking for the next alley where the battle was raging.

Suddenly a brother screamed, and I turned my head sharply to find him clutching his chest and falling from the room.

At this moment's hesitation, there were two more arrows! Then I realized that there were orcs climbing up on the roof of the house opposite, and five orcs were aiming at us with bows and arrows.

"Hidden!" I screamed and climbed over the ridge and fell on the other side of the roof.

These orcs are pretty quick learners!

The rest of us won't be able to walk on the roof so easily. Not only would the orc archers be mixed with their ranks, but large numbers of orcs would climb onto the rooftops.

This change once again inhibited the orc's retreat to a certain extent.

We took on the archery and archery of the orcs.

Once in the past we had obtained orc bows and arrows, and in addition to being larger, orc bows and arrows were much harder than human bows. The arrows are also thicker.

We may not be able to kill an orc with three arrows, but an orc can kill a human with just one arrow.

With the increasing number of roof orcs, we can't move freely on the rooftops, and sometimes we even encounter flanking blows from front to back.

"Follow me!" I shouted.

I sprinted to the guns that had already advanced into town. Instead of following the army, the men of Kurtilas dutifully stood by the artillery.

"Bill!" Bahrain greeted me.

"Now that there's something wrong in town, it's time for you to show what you can do!" I say.

"We're here to protect these treasures." Victor said.

"Now these babes are going to eat people! My Captain! I said, "The orcs climbed up to the roof and are now causing us a lot of trouble." Now I need you to take these cannons and blast all the orcs on the roof for me! I said.

Each gun was operated by eight people, and once the ammunition and gunpowder were brought in, the men left behind were clearly not enough.

"You go find Lothar! Or any commander, mobilize troops to help you! You guys! Push these three cannons and follow me first! "I pointed to a couple of guys on the side of the cannon.

The dozen or so guys who came with me were holding the ammunition box, two people holding the rope in front, two people in the back lifting the cannon, one person on each side holding it, and then pushing the cannon forward.

Fierce fighting was going on in the square in the middle of the town. This is the only place where there is a large-scale conflict. There were our men on the rooftops around us, as well as orcs. Everyone shot at each other, and we suffered a lot of losses.

I saw Lothar, and in the current situation, he seems to have no choice, and now he is just taking people and filling them up.

"Who's the shooter?" I asked, turning my head.

"I am!" Said a guy carrying a long wooden pole.

"Is this now within reach of the man on the roof?" I say.

"Almost!" He shouted.

"Stop! Get ready to shoot! I shouted.

Everyone hurriedly lowered the artillery. The bearded man gestured with his hand to the orc on the roof opposite, and quickly adjusted the angle of the artillery.

"Charge!" He yelled. "Prepare the iron drill!"

One guy pulled out two cylindrical oilpaper packets from the box and carefully stuffed them into the chamber. On one side, a guy picked up a long wooden pole and smashed it into the chamber of the cannon.

The other guy stuffed some pieces of wood into it, and the guy picked up the long pole and stabbed it again.

There was a guy who stood in front of the cannon chamber with a big black round egg in his arms, "Hurry up!" He opened his mouth and cursed.

The guy with the long pole didn't talk back, and quickly pulled it out. The cursed guy put the black ball in.

The bearded man bent over and was filling gunpowder behind the artillery. He straightened up, looked at the guy behind him who was burning the hammer, and reached out and snatched the torch from him.

"Cover your ears!" He shouted.

We resolutely covered our ears. I saw that the torch ignited the gunpowder in the ignition trough, and there was a small fire, and the gunpowder burned and quickly jumped into the barrel of the cannon.

This loud noise not only startled me, but the battlefield was instantly silent. The roof of the opposite side was pierced by a single shot.

Before he came back to his senses, there was a loud explosion around him again! The roof on the opposite side was directly removed. Another bang! Several orcs on the roof opposite were directly shattered.

After a brief silence, the square erupted again with loud shouts of killing. I could clearly see that the Stormwind infantry rose up in an instant, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Keep shooting!" I shouted.

One guy picked up the bore and stabbed it into the smoking barrel of the gun. This thing really can't be fixed by one person!

Looking around, Lothar was turning her face to look at us. He looked at me and nodded.

At this moment, suddenly several arrows shot at him, and the two Kurtilas fell to the ground in an instant!

When we turned our heads, there were orcs on the roof, and they were shooting at us.

"Shield Wall Cover!" I shouted heartbreakingly.

Lothar had apparently seen the arrows from the rooftops as well, and he commanded the guards around him with his shield in hand.

The shield-mounted shield walls of the guards protected the gunners' loading to some extent, but our wooden shields were under the strong bows of the orcs, which was really ...... Almost all of them were shot through.

"Prepare to fire!" The bearded man shouted.

"Prepare to fire!" One of the shooters then shouted.

"Prepare to fire!" The last shooter is also ready.

This sound made my heart pound, but the roar of the artillery was so wonderful in my heart, as if it were the most beautiful sound in the world, comparable to the sound of heaven!

In an instant, the roofs of the three houses were blown off. The orc archers gathered on the roof were cleaned up in an instant.

It's the strongest magic in my mind, and it's within range! It's all justice!