The soldiers standing on the city walls grew their mouths in astonishment—it was definitely not the expression of seeing the enemy, but the deep fear that could not be described in words!

While the city wall was still in a panic, a succession of black shadows roared in the direction of the city wall, and the heavy roar was mixed with the vibration of the entire city wall, and there were terrified screams everywhere; after a few fell into the moat, a huge wave of "water curtain" was set off, and it rained on the battlements of the city wall.

In the distance, the ancient and desolate war drums rang out, and with the drums that echoed in the sky, a bloodthirsty and savage tune sounded—tattered, blood-painted flags with the skulls of monsters and beasts, and thousands of barbarian warriors hummed their strange songs loudly, following those flags like a gray tide, and slowly walked out of the deep mountains and old forests.

It was like a converging gray "stream" of water, gathering little by little on the hillside opposite the fortress in the Green Valley. It was only then that the crossbowmen in the tower could see the terrible figures that had just been thrown at the boulders—even the faces of Lebinus, or Herti, who had seen these monsters more than once, were pale.

The ten-meter-tall monster made all life on the ground look as small as insects, its hideous fangs, its huge forearms, and its terrifying claws that could easily crush even a tower, and make the ground tremble with every step!

The most terrifying thing is that these monsters are not just two, but there are four of them! The bloodthirsty roar can almost shatter all the eardrums of people, and the wide-eyed Lebinus can't even say a word, as if he is stupid.

As he stared at it, he could even clearly see a knight wearing bloodstained armor. The leader-like barbarian raised his axe in his hand, shouted something at the blackened army, and occasionally pointed in the direction of the fortress - even if he could not hear what he was saying, Lebinus knew that the other party was agitating before the battle.

And this barbarian warrior fellow, most likely the chieftain of this war tribe, Liberus's brow furrowed - he knew a little about the "ancient rituals" of the barbarians. According to their custom, before going to war, they were to ......

Before he could remember, he saw a few simplely dressed peasants who had been tied up with flowers and pushed out of the black and oppressive army, all of them crying and mourning, and they were pressed in front of the army like a pile of mud, crying for help and begging for mercy in the direction of the fortress.

But the war chieftain standing behind him had already raised his terrible axe with a smirk, and cut off their heads one by one, the blood gushing out of his banner completely red. The blood-stained chief roared triumphantly, and in response to the shouts of a tsunami from the entire hillside!

A terrifying roar echoed across the hillside, and an army of locusts swept down the hillside, and the river formed by the roar turned into a raging wave and swooped down in the direction of the moat.

The wind tore through the black clouds in mid-air, obscuring the already dim sun in the layers of mist, and the sound of the hunting wind tore the swallowtail flags back and forth on the city walls. As if to tear them all to shreds.

Panic spread rapidly across the walls - no matter how fierce the leather whips in the hands of the centurions and officers were, they could not contain the momentum of the chaos. The entire Battle Banner Legion has long been frightened by these barbarians, let alone facing it head-on, even if they are cowering in the castle fortress, they don't have the courage to fight to the death!

Loud shouts, insults, and crisp whips sounded almost one after another. Even Herthy killed two cowards who had encouraged his men to flee, and it was only then that the soldiers on most of the city walls were able to stabilize the proper order a little, so that the enemy would not collapse without rushing up.

But the barbarian army had already rushed up - the frenzied formation, the heart-rending shouts. The crossbowmen on the city walls trembled and opened their bows and arrows, and the falling arrows burst into blood in the gray tide. But they didn't stop the pace of these guys at all, and they swarmed in the direction of the city wall!

The darkness was overwhelming, and the troops rushing to the gate of the fortress had no intention of stopping, but there was already a moat in front of them, and there were walls ten meters high, and the enemy without siege weapons could not attack at all - all the soldiers silently wiped the sweat from their foreheads, but before they could rejoice, a terrible roar had already sounded from the distant hillside, resounding in the sky!

Troll!

In just the blink of an eye, the rumbling vibration, the tremor was like thunder falling from the sky, and the two-headed trolls that were originally standing in place had already rushed to the front of the fortress, and the soldiers standing on the city wall didn't even have time to shout and cry for help, and the sound of the shaking collapse had already passed through everyone's ears!

Screams of terror spread everywhere, and a tower close to the city walls was directly shattered by the terrifying force. An entire hundred-man squad of soldiers screamed and flew off the walls into the air, before being buried alive by the falling boulders.

Liberinus struggled to lie behind the battlements of the city wall, gasping for breath so hard that he couldn't even lift his head, looking at the soldiers who had died on the ground, the smoke and dust scattered made him cough incessantly, and even his vision was obscured.

But it soon became clear to him that the truly terrifying thing was more than that—the city wall that was still standing had been smashed open by the troll, where the tower had just collapsed!

"Kill that troll, it'll tear down the entire fortress!" Lebinus shouted at a few soldiers on the opposite tower, thinking nothing else. But the other party seemed to have been completely frightened, lying on the ballista, not even daring to move, only to look at the monster that was still raging outside the city wall.

"Damn!" Restannus, struggling to his feet, gritted his teeth, rushed up the tower, pushed the two soldiers away, and aimed the ballista at the troll's head little by little.

At this moment, the familiar whistling sound sounded in his ears, and the alert Repinus immediately threw down the ballista in his hand and ran out of the top of the tower like crazy. Just the moment he rushed out of the tower, there was an explosion of collapse above his head, and several soldiers were smashed to pieces along with the ballista without even screaming!

The three-headed giant monster hiding behind became the "trebuchet" of the barbarian army, constantly throwing huge gravel in the direction of the city wall, the city wall was full of panic shouts, and even many guys jumped down desperately, even the cold spear tips and whips could not stop them, with the vibration of the city wall again and again, the panicked soldiers let the already chaotic situation fall into a desperate situation step by step!

What is even more desperate is that those locust-like enemies seem to have discovered this gap, and the barbarian army of fierce battles has launched a surprise attack on the "pontoon bridge" made of gravel on the river surface, towards the location of the gap!

Castles can fall anytime and anywhere!

Herti, who was on the verge of despair, was still shouting loudly on the city wall that the people around him were fighting with him, but unfortunately except for the soldiers of the Second Banner Regiment, the rest were all fleeing and scattering in a lifeless manner, and the smell of blood in the air was blowing with the wind, and the soldiers who fled in all directions were wantonly slaughtered by the sneering and fanatical barbarians!

The flesh-and-blood soldiers screamed and wailed and fell to the ground, and then the sneering barbarians had their chests and heads crushed with their tomahawks, even if they knelt down and surrendered.

It's over, the Green's Valley Fortress is over...... In desperation, Repcinus raised his head, bit his cracked lip and raised the iron sword in his hand, aiming the blade at himself - even if he wanted to die, he did not want to die at the hands of these fellows.

Just as the blade was about to pierce his neck, the melodious sound of the horn interrupted him suddenly, and the familiar sound made Repinus can't help but raise his head, because he had heard the horn.

It's the Knights of the Sacred Tree!(To be continued.) )