A potions master was sent to learn about the poisoned people's illnesses and collect samples of the poisoned well water, while the big-nosed old man himself took Moeller and others to the city to observe the enemy camp.

The boulders that were one person high were whistling over from hundreds of meters away by the catapult, although they knew that they had a magic shield to defend themselves and would not hit themselves, but the visual impact was very strong, so that people who saw it for the first time couldn't help but have weak legs, but the big nose old man in the lead did not change his face, and the others had to try to be faceless.

Moeller saw that the soldiers sent to defend the city had set up three huge machines in the city similar to the structure of catapults, the middle shelf was fifteen or sixteen meters high, and the horizontal lever was more than twenty meters, but the original place of the stone was replaced by a large spoon-like metal vessel, which was engraved with magic patterns on the inside and outside, and was obviously a magic object.

"This is a train thrower, combined with a special high-grade magic oil that can throw a rain of fire equivalent to the power of the 8th order of magic into the enemy formation. The big-nosed old man said to Tuchman and Moeller beside him.

Just as he was introducing, he saw two soldiers defending the city carrying a large bucket of oil poured on the big spoon, the black oil did not touch the big spoon, but was suspended in the spoon, and was condensed into a ball of oil with a diameter of one meter by magic. A small magic scroll was stuffed into the oil ball, and after half a minute, the entire oil ball seemed to freeze under the magic of the large spoon.

In addition to the ten soldiers standing around the train, a total of five soldiers served, two poured fire oil, one stood on the city wall to observe the enemy formation outside the city, and then reported an angle number to the bottom, and two soldiers below controlled a gear lever, after hearing the number jù, quickly adjusted the scheduling of the train throwing to a metal semicircular angler, and after the adjustment was completed, he shouted loudly, "The angle is complete!"

The fifth operator immediately pulled the gear lever that was put into the control.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The lever raised by the throwing train slammed into the ground at one end, causing the oil ball hanging from the big spoon at the other end to be thrown into the air, and after passing through the magic shield, it flew towards the enemy formation hundreds of meters away.

The oncoming ball of oil immediately attracted the attention of the real people outside the city, and hundreds of arrows were quickly shot out in an attempt to intercept the ball.

However, at this moment, the three oil balls that were projected into the air suddenly burned and split, and each oil ball split into dozens of small ones, forming hundreds of fireballs the size of human heads, which evaded the interception of arrows and fell into the enemy formation.

The enemies outside the city were apparently caught off guard by this change, and only a few fireballs were intercepted by the mages or demon warriors, and the rest fell into the crowd of ordinary soldiers. At once, hundreds of soldiers were either directly hit by fireballs or burned by flying incendiary fluid.

"Hehe!" the big-nosed old man smiled smugly: "Do you think that the attack method of throwing the train is immutable!"

Moeller's heart moved, Hudson introduced the big-nosed old man and said that he was good at making magic weapons, could it be that this unexpected attack change of the train throwing was his handiwork?

But soon the smug look on the old man's face faded, and he looked at the enemy formation outside the city and said with some regret: "The commander of the other party is not simple!"

It turned out that after being attacked by the throwing train, although the enemy camp outside the city had some confusion due to considerable casualties, it quickly calmed down, and the soldiers helped the living comrades to extinguish the flames on their bodies, transported the wounded to the rear, and then cooperated with the change of the army's formation, and acted in an orderly manner - this could not be a self-action, naturally obeyed the commander's orders, and truly achieved the result of orders and prohibitions.

Under the orderly command of the commander of the enemy side, some strong men were scattered to all parts of the military formation, and when the second wave of attacks of the train came, these strong men shot to block most of the fireballs, and some of the remaining ones were also blocked by the soldiers with shields and other defenses, and the casualties caused by this wave of attacks were suddenly reduced to one-tenth of the previous wave!

"Stupid! Aim at the other party's catapult! You can't see such a big target?" The angry voice of the big-nosed old man came, and the soldiers who controlled the throwing train suddenly acted in horror, as if there was a monster chasing behind them, and soon the third wave of oil splashed fire rain really went towards the catapult.

Due to the large size of the catapults, except for a few high-level magicians, few strong people can completely protect them in the rain of fire, so after this wave of attacks, one-third of the fifty catapults in the enemy's rear formation were ignited, and even if some magicians tried their best to extinguish the flames, at least eleven or twelve were destroyed and could no longer be used.

The old man with the big nose was commanding the train to attack the other party's catapult on the west side of the city, and the news was immediately transmitted to the defenders at the other three walls through a magic message from someone in charge of the order, and then the results showed that it had indeed dealt a big blow to the catapults outside the city.

And after reducing the bombardment of the boulder, the pressure on the magic shield of the magic array defending the city has also been reduced, and it has become much more stable.

The big-nosed old man looked at the battle for a while, and was still a little uneasy, so he ran to find a defender commander in his thirties with a white face, and said to him: "There is not much fire oil fuel for the train, and it can't last too long, so let the archers prepare!"

The commander was astonished when he heard this, as if he had only learned the news of the oil reserves, and hurriedly ordered the archers to be summoned and ready to go.

Moeller looked at it and shook his head secretly, the city of Pamore has been peaceful for hundreds of years, so that the top and bottom are slack, even the commander's Su zhì is so unqualified, it is obviously a matter within his duties, he should have considered it a long time ago, but he still has to be reminded by others! Fortunately, the old man with the big nose seems to have a lot of prestige in the army, and these people can listen to what he says.

The archers who can shoot hundreds of meters away from the enemy's military formation, without exception, are all magic archers of intermediate strength or above, and there are less than ten people sent by the entire western city wall, with the highest level 5 strength, plus the high-level magic archer of Pace, forming a magic archer team. They don't have much effect if they shoot with ordinary arrows, but if they use enchanted arrows, the effect is very different.

The three most commonly used enchanted arrows in the army are the "Fire Arrow", "Demolition Arrow", and "Armor-Piercing Arrow".

Among them, the first two types of enchanted arrows are numerous, and they can also be used by mid- and low-level magic archers, while armor-piercing arrows are relatively rare, and are specially used by high-level magic archers to shoot and kill the strong in the enemy formation.

In order to attack the catapults in the enemy formation, all magic archers choose fire arrows, which turn into a flaming flame that can cause a small fire when it hits the target.

A few flames flew out of the city, followed by a few more, and the magic archers relied on high-frequency shots to enhance the oppressive nature of the attack, and these arrows were fired towards the catapults behind the enemy position, which immediately caused the opposing mages and archers to intercept, and several magic and hundreds of arrows flew into the air to meet them.

Under the close interception, the fire arrows that flew into the air were extinguished one after another, and there were very few that could really fly to the rear and fall into the catapult area, and at this time, Pace's strength as a high-level magic archer was reflected, and the fire arrows he shot flew at the fastest speed, and few enemy magicians and archers could react in time, so as to effectively intercept, but it was just a few breaths, and three catapults were ignited by his fire arrows, two of which were burned.

Originally, Moller was still wary of Pace, and even let his magic pet spy on him, but now it seems that this Pace is not only not suspicious, but quite reliable- If he is the internal response of the royal army, it is his best chance when the old man with the big nose did not come before, as long as he supports the royal army to attack the gate building and destroy the cornerstone of the magic array defending the city, the city of Pamore will be finished, and not only did he not move at that time, but he killed many strong men of the royal army, giving the guards who were only less than ten people left a chance to breathe, and it was at that time that Moller really put his mind at ease with him.

With the protection of the magic array of defending the city, the magic archers can continue to shoot arrows without any scruples, without worrying about being injured by the enemy's counterattack, Ereba followed Moller and watched, very envious, but unfortunately his strength was not enough, and he could not meet the standard of participating in the battle.

But just when he was envious, Pace, who had just completed a wave of attacks, suddenly took a neatly packed fire arrow and walked over, handed it to Ereba and encouraged him, "Use your sonic arrow, it should be possible!"

When the other demon archers saw this scene, a few of them showed dissatisfied looks, although the fire arrow is not as precious as the armor-piercing arrow, and there are more equipment, but it can't be wasted by the low-level demon archer in this kind of wartime!

But in the end, they didn't say anything, after all, as the only high-level magic archer present, Pace's strength far surpassed all of them, and he still had the qualifications to waste a few fire arrows.

Eriba excitedly took the quiver, took a deep breath, and took out an arrow and placed it on his usual black wooden bow, the rhino horn orange wood bow that he didn't have enough strength to use.

Originally, I thought that the low-level magic archers that Pace especially supported would come up with some powerful magic bows, and the other magic archers were all very disappointed, but they were just ordinary level wooden bows!

However, after Eriba picked up the bow and arrow, the spirit of the whole person became different, and the eyes of others were not taken into his eyes at all, he concentrated on the arrow, and stretched his arm to draw the whole bow into a full moon, and a wisp of cyan magic like wind and smoke came out from his fingertips that twisted the tail of the arrow, and slowly climbed up the shaft of the arrow.

A few seconds later, the orderly rotation of cyan magic enveloped the entire fire arrow, and several of the magic archers who were secretly watching Ereba were stunned, if they weren't dazzled, it was clearly the way the magic of some famous archery was unleashed!

At this moment, Ereba suddenly let go of his fingers.

"Bang!" a voice burst out, and I saw that the fire arrow that burned the moment it was shot burst out of a circle of fire, screaming and flying into the air like lightning.

Due to the high speed of flight, the flaming flames were pulled tightly against the arrows, and a long tail of flames dragged behind them.

The longer the flame tail, the higher the speed of the arrow, the greater the power. And now, the length of the flame tail of the fire arrows shot by Ereba with sonic archery is only a little shorter than that of the high-level magic archer Perth, and completely exceeds all other intermediate magic archers!

How accurate is this arrow?

The shocked archers followed the arrow shot by Ereba and saw that the flash of fire had traveled hundreds of meters and shot at a catapult, only to be intercepted by an elemental magician with a blister-like magic.

Eriba was a little disappointed, while the other mid-level magic archers were subconsciously relieved. A low-level magic archer can shoot high-level archery skills that they can't reach, which is enough to make them stressed, and if they do it with another arrow, it will be really lifeless!

However, when they looked at Eriba again, they didn't have any contempt - although the arrow was intercepted, they could clearly see that the arrow was indeed headed for a catapult, indicating that this young low-level magic archer had truly mastered the sound arrow!

Moller encouraged the somewhat disappointed Ereba to hand him a few bottles of potions that replenished his magic and body, but now Eriba's condition was more than enough skill, and his lack of strength, neither magic nor physique, could support him to swing his extremely talented archery skills to the fullest. Moeller hoped that he would be able to take advantage of this war and grow up quickly.

At this time, the defenders behind the city walls of Mole brought a lot of equipment, carried it up to the city, and quickly assembled it. The shape of the cannon is somewhat similar to that of a cannon, except that the barrel is much thinner, and there are two antler-like forks in the muzzle.

The big-nosed old man, who had just gone to talk to the commander again, came back and saw Moeller curiously observing these weapons set up on the city, and explained: "This is the winch chariot, after the catapult is disabled, the enemy is likely to close the distance, the winch chariot is a killing weapon within 100 meters, as long as those guys dare to approach, they must be given a lesson to remember!"

Ever since Moller had captured a level 8 demon warrior in the first battle, the old man with the big nose had a much better attitude towards him. Moeller observed the old man's character, he should like capable people, although he didn't seem to have a good temper, but in fact, he liked to promote his juniors with the same heart as Hudson, not jealous of the talented, no wonder they could get together.

Moeller has a lot of respect for such an old man, especially in today's situation, whether or not Pamore City can be defended depends more on their ability, thinking of this, he put aside his scruples and went to the old man, and said his thoughts.

"These men took great risks to attack the city of Pamore, and the time they could use was limited, so they would certainly try to take the city in a short time, as can be seen from the poisoning, arson, and raiding methods from the beginning. So when attacking the city, I don't think they will proceed according to the normal rhythm, and it is likely that there are some hidden means to quickly break through the means of defending the city!"

Moeller expressed the doubts in his heart, and saw the big-nosed old man show an approving watch, he nodded and said: "This is what I just told the commander, I have asked him to send someone to ask the city lord to open the magic watchtower and monitor the movement inside and outside the city of Pamor, but you can think of this is not simple, it just so happens that the sample of the poisonous well water has been collected, why don't you come with me to see if I can come up with any solution, if you can't purify the water source, the people in the city will definitely panic and civil strife!"