As the herds of beasts driven by the withered army poured out of Usmail, the defenders on the walls reacted differently.

There are those who are not flustered, ignore the noisy and desperate situation outside the city, and concentrate on doing their own thing.

This kind of person knows at a glance that he is the kind of veteran who has excellent psychological quality and has been on the battlefield for a long time.

This was the case with the Great Valley Rangers and Vale Crossbow Riders.

There is also that kind of expression that can't hide the panic, and the slightest wind and grass can't help but shout in a panic, and even prepare to shoot arrows with a bow.

These people are the obvious recruits, who have never been baptized in war.

This is the case with those militia of Usmail, including most of the swordsman brothers, siege warfare and street gang fighting are completely different concepts, even if many of them have seen blood, it does not mean that they have enough psychological quality to face an enemy with no end in sight, especially an extraordinary monster army in front of them.

Their reckless behavior was stopped by those experienced veterans, whether they were warm-hearted people or not, and at this moment, they also had to teach these recruits their experience by word and deed.

Next, they will fight side by side, and the experience taught to them now may be able to save their lives at a critical moment.

Grinding guns in battle, not fast and light.

Something is better than nothing.

This is why Gavin broke up the Usmael militia, and it is a tradition on the battlefield for veterans to bring new soldiers.

Battlefield experience is not born by oneself, it is all done step by step.

Three hundred meters!

Two hundred meters!

One hundred meters!

"The herd is already within range of the ballista, why don't you fire yet?"

"What are you panicking about? What I just taught you was in vain? Good steel should be used on the blade, and this is especially true for large defensive equipment such as ballistas.

This monster army, although the momentum is huge, but the shortcomings are extremely obvious, they lack long-range firepower, before they climb the city wall, they are our live targets, so, don't be too nervous, calm down, wait for the order to act. ”

"Trap! Ha...... It turns out that you have been prepared, no wonder you are so calm. ”

"There are pits in front of us, so we don't have to worry about a large number of beast corpses piling up under the city wall, so that those living monsters can jump up to the city wall."

"It's not good, the pit is too narrow, and it can only block those who are not good at jumping, as well as small and medium-sized beasts, those tigers, leopards, wild horses, elk, etc., can jump directly."

"How do you know it's not intentional?"

"Intentionally? What do you mean? ”

"Don't forget, what is the most spellcaster in Juya?"

"Druid! I see, they want to use the druids' ability to communicate with animals to appease the beasts that have crossed the trap and make them work for us? Let them form the first line of defense beneath the city? ”

"That's right, but there's no reward!"

"Being able to kill a lot of enemies is the best reward."

With a burst of howls, the herd of beasts that were driven by the Withered Monster and rushed towards Usmail City stopped the car alive.

Because fifty meters from the city wall, there was a pit that ran parallel to the city wall.

This was the earliest tactic mastered by the dragon oak collar kobolds, and it was extremely useful to trap those intelligent creatures, let alone these beasts, how could Gavin not be good at using them?

Unlike in the past, this trap is tailored to the enemy you are facing.

Deep, long and narrow, with a width of five meters, it can only stop most small and medium-sized beasts, not to mention those large creatures that are good at jumping, even if it is a black bear that is not good at jumping, in the case of running, it can also leap over.

This is what Gavin did on purpose.

This ring around the city is not only Gavin's first line of defense, but also their screening tool.

Filter out the powerful beasts and monsters in the herd, especially the hunters who are fiercer in nature.

By the time they crossed the pit, the Druids of the Great Valley, led by Hanso, were already waiting for them, using their ability to communicate with natural creatures, pacifying them, and then turning around and becoming soldiers guarding the city of Usmail.

It's a positive and negative thing.

Not only did it effectively defuse the impact of the beast herd cannon fodder on the city of Usmail, but it also won itself a ground force, which could effectively slow down the enemy's attack.

Not to mention those Usmail City militiamen, even the Giant Valley Rangers on the city walls couldn't help but stretch out their heads to look at the city.

This kind of ingenious tactic is rare even in the Great Valley where druids are abundant, after all, it requires unique enemies to do, and under normal circumstances, those natural beasts will not attack druids.

The sluggish effect of the trap lasted only a short time, and the stagnant beasts surged forward one after another, even if most of them jumped hard, only to let themselves fall into the pit.

Because they were completely forced to helpless, the wilted branch monsters that followed them closely behind them were just a bunch of monsters that followed their bloodthirsty instincts.

Driving the beasts to attack the city of Usmail was just a coincidence, not their intention, rooting down on their prey and sucking blood from them was what these monsters wanted to do the most.

It only took ten minutes, and the entire herd was split into two.

Either skip the trap pit belt and go to the other side.

Or fall into the pit, howling in pain and despair.

The wilted branch monsters that followed closely behind the herd didn't even think about it, and jumped directly into the pit.

The IQ of these bloodthirsty activated plants is not high, and they are about the same as beasts.

And the beasts that fell into the pit and bleed, they were directly stimulated to get carried away and jump down.

For a moment, the sight in the pit was like hell.

Everywhere there were wounded beasts, everywhere the wilted branches were rooted in the beasts, greedily sucking the blood.

In the narrow pit, even the uninjured beasts had no room to hide, and they were soon caught up by the wilted branch monsters, and together they fell to the ground, becoming new nourishment.

Here, natural ethics is completely reversed.

Plants at the bottom of the food chain have become the most terrifying hunters, whether herbivores or carnivores, all of which become their rations.

The number of these wilted branches was so large that the entire pit zone was soon densely covered with roots, so that the later wilted branches had no place at all.

They immediately fixed their eyes on the beasts that had jumped over the trap zone, and they stepped on the bodies of their rooted companions, and climbed up the walls of the pit at a rapid pace.

The tiny roots that grow from the hands and feet of the witsy monsters can be firmly attached to the cracks in the walls of the pits, giving them the ability to spider.

Soon a wiggling monster crossed the trap and attacked the beasts that had been transformed by the druids into the defenders of Usmail.

Only this time, these beasts are no longer blindly frightened and fleeing, but do their best to launch a counterattack, either slapping, or biting, or bumping, or kicking.

However, the damage they did was quite limited, and only a few of the wilted branches were sent back to the pit by mistake, and most of them were still like ants, catching those beasts without relenting, taking the opportunity to rake and climb on them, and firmly take root.

After all, they are just a bunch of untrained beasts, and even with the druid's spur in command, it is impossible to break their own limitations and give them great combat power.

"Ignition, all shooters on the rocket, the target fifty meters away, covered shooting."

An orderly command sounded above the city walls.

"Put!"

With the sound of a uniform command, countless bowstrings trembled at the same time, and a rain of fire rose from the city walls, covering the army of wilted branches.

In the face of dense rockets, these bloodthirsty activated plants finally showed fear, and many instinctively dodged.

Weak fire is a trait of all living plants, and Wiltwigs are no exception, and once ignited, it is difficult to extinguish them on their own.

It's just that in the face of a dense rain of rockets, no matter where you dodge, it's the same, and in this case, luck is more important.

Unless unlucky enough to be hit by multiple rockets, one or two rockets will not be able to kill the Wilt and will not be ignited.

The dead branch monster is just a dead branch, but the essence is still a living wood full of water, and when it really dries, it is also a moment of death

Rumble!

The Withered Branch Monster was not ignited, but the pit was ignited, and the flames spread rapidly along the ignition points, and it only took half a minute for the pit belt to become a huge fire pit belt.

The flame is like a ferocious and greedy monster, licking everything like crazy, whether it is good or evil.

If you say, the pit zone resembles hell.

Then at this moment, the fire pit belt has become a veritable purgatory on earth.

The Withered Monster could no longer care about taking root, and climbed up the pit wall one by one.

Most of them crawled and crawled, and then they lost their breath and fell headlong and became the new fuel for the flames.

Only a very small part, barely crawling out, turned into fireballs, running and burning.

Not only did the beasts retreat when they saw them, but even the wilted branch monsters hid far away.

"Oil! There's a lot of oil in the pit, haha, this trick is amazing! ”

"The Commander, worthy of the Lady of Strategy's divine choice, has calculated everything, not only killing a bunch of beasts in the pits to prevent them from storming the city walls, but even using them as bait to lure the wilted branch monsters to jump inside, and then set fire to them."

"It's a pity that we lack a strong heavy infantry, if it was not a beast in front of the trap just now, but such an army, it would resist the attack of those withered branches for a while, attracting more withered branches to come, once ignited, it would cause them more damage."

"Be content, just by virtue of a pitfall, you have killed tens of thousands of enemies, and there is no more lucrative deal than this."

"Monsters are monsters, no matter how many there are, they are also a group of brainless monsters, and they don't want to take our city."

"The commander is really too cautious, just follow this method of fighting, even if those monsters are numerous, there is no possibility of breaking through our city defenses, why let those citizens retreat?"

"Don't be blinded by the little victory in front of you, these withered branch monsters are just a bunch of cannon fodder to open the way, the main force of this army has not yet arrived, the real challenge is still to come, and the same trick can only be used once, and when the next time, they are not so easy to be fooled."

"I believe that the Commander has prepared more follow-up moves, and those Lythman witches have mysteriously set up magic circles in the city."

"Don't stop, don't stop, keep shooting, now is the best chance to weaken the enemy, kill one by one."

The flames that rose into the sky greatly boosted the morale of the defenders of Usmail, and they were scattered completely because of the despair brought by the enemy's great momentum.

These seemingly invincible enemies, with the right methods, do not seem to be as difficult to destroy as imagined.

The enemy's main forces did not kill properly, but they did not use all their strength, they only covered it with a rain of arrows, and did not even fire at the ballistas, let alone those spellcasters.

The blazing fire pit belt brought the war that had just begun to a kind of stagnation.

Although those withered branch monsters have no intelligence, they have survival instincts, and when they find that they can't cross the fire pit belt, and the opposite city head, rockets are constantly falling.

They chose to retreat, out of the range of arrows, where they took root and waited.

That is, wait for the fuel in the fire pit zone to burn out and automatically extinguish.

Also waiting for the main force of the withered army to press up.

This wait didn't last long, and the fire pit belt was extinguished before the whole army of the withered army pressed up, after all, the fuel inside was quite limited, and it was impossible to last long with the little oil poured in and the corpse of the wilted branch.

It can last so long thanks to the fat that comes out of the calcination process of those beasts.

As soon as the east wind blew, the entire city of Usmail was shrouded in the aroma of barbecue, but the heat was not well mastered, and the burnt taste was more serious.

"Why haven't they attacked yet?"

"They're waiting."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Waiting for nightfall."

"Aren't these blighted monsters unintelligent? How do you know how to choose a good time? ”

"It's true that they don't have intelligence, but their makers, those demon trees, have it, take advantage of the time, hurry up and squint for a while."

"How can you sleep in this situation?"

"If you can't sleep, you have to sleep, and when it gets night, you won't have time to sleep."

As the veterans had speculated, the battle officially broke out after nightfall.

No matter how human-like the appearance of the activated plants is, with organs similar to eyes, most of them are the soul echoes of the transformed creatures (many plants are activated because the souls of those intelligent creatures are imprisoned in the plants), and they are just decorations.

All activated plants possess a passive ability called tree perception, and their range of vision is closely related to their size and perception, and the larger the body size and the higher the perception, the greater the range of perception they can perceive.

Therefore, spells that cause blindness and deafness have no effect on the living plants, and night and day have no effect on their vision.

Those magic trees naturally chose to attack at night when it was more favorable to them.

……

Before the full-scale fighting broke out in the city of Usmail, another battle was fought first.

Countless improvised boats, rafts, and monster races enslaved by countless Tucans were pushed into the icy waters of Asen Lake, and countless goblins, goblins, gnolls, orcs, etc., just armed with rudimentary weapons, boarded this simple lake-crossing tool and slaughtered towards the west bank of Asen.

This improvised tool for crossing the lake can carry a very limited number of people, such as orcs, goblins, and gnolls, which are relatively tall and strong, and only seven or eight people can stuff them full, and those goblins can stuff a few more, but not more than fifteen.

There are a large number of temporary lake-crossing tools that can't stand it, and the east shore of Asen Lake, which is dozens of kilometers away, is all the figure of this simple lake-crossing tool, densely packed, and the number of one-time launches is not less than 3,000, and there is still a steady stream behind it.

The tactic of the Tucans was simple and straightforward, that is, to use the number pile to stretch the defensive line of the Lessermans.

As long as there is a little loophole in the defense of the Lyssermans, so that these monster soldiers have a chance to gain a foothold, the surrounding monster crossing troops will converge in this direction, and the follow-up lake-crossing troops will continue to follow.

Joining the forces crossing the lake were thousands of Toucan Eagle Knights, surrounded by countless steppe falcons.

But the most dazzling thing was the blood cloud that swept over the lake like a killing whirlwind, and where it passed, countless creatures of Asen Lake, no matter how big or small, all rolled their bellies and floated to the water.

They don't have a single scar on their appearance, but their souls are no longer in their bodies, they have been harvested by the killing whirlwind just now.

"You dare!"

The cold female voice sounded like it was from the bottom of Lake Assen.

A huge wave rose without wind, and the surging front was more than ten meters high, and it collided with the blood-colored killing whirlwind.

Rumble!

The giant wave was swept back by the blood-colored killing whirlwind, shattered.

The five Lysserman witches emerged from the embarrassment, their blue witch suits soaked by the lake, revealing their graceful figures.

On the other side, the killing whirlwind was also swept away, revealing a tall figure in blood-colored armor, riding a four-hoofed burning hellish nightmare with pure black fur.

This person is not Yamen Khan, who else can there be.

First round clashes.

The Tukans had a slight advantage, and the five Lethman Witch Councillors joined forces to barely withstand the attack of the Yamen Khan.

Yamen Khan, who appeared in his form, did not drive the mount under his crotch and attack again, but just watched from the sidelines.

He didn't move, and the five Lethman witch councilors didn't dare to act rashly, including casting secret magic again to merge into Lake Asen.

The fighting methods of the two sides are not a day or two, and in a short period of time, neither side has a way to defeat the other.

What they are doing now is a necessary project before every large-scale war, and they are holding each other back.

(End of chapter)