Chapter 89

Such a powerful weapon surprised kukas. In his opinion, the 72 pound siege hammer was much stronger than the Gothic hammer he tossed out.

Such a struggle lasted until the next morning, during which kukas retired from time to time to rest. Of course, injuries are inevitable, but he is very lucky. Most of the robes fighting with him turn into corpses on the ground, and a few are seriously injured and lose the ability to fight again. He survived the struggle by relying on his strong physical strength and fierce killing style.

Watching the people of the Stuart Witt Empire slowly retreat, kukas couldn't hold on any longer. He sat on the ground, regardless of whether the body under him was his own or the other party's. Now he just wanted to rest. If he could, he even wanted to find a place to lie down and have a good sleep.

Unfortunately, finding a place to have a good sleep is a fantasy. After the enemy retreated, except for some seriously injured soldiers who went down for treatment, others began to clean up the collapsed fortress under the guidance of engineers after a short rest.

Under the magic power, the fortress with a thickness of more than 30 feet collapsed into a gap of more than a mile. What kukas had to do was to carry the dead bodies here, and then carry the boulders to rebuild the collapsed fortress.

Under the command of dozens of experienced engineers, the repair of the gap of the fortress was very smooth. Of course, the fortress paid at least the death of thousands of professionals. Because when they built the incomplete fortress, the people of the Stuart Witt Empire attacked again to prevent them from repairing the gap. The commander in the fortress had to send thousands of professionals to rush outside the fortress to block. Of course, kukas is not qualified to join in this interdiction. Even if he is qualified to join, he will not choose to join, because now there are endless soldiers of the stuyvette Empire wandering outside the fortress. Leaving the fortress represents death.

The incomplete fortress was completed in just two magic hours. After the fortress was built, some craftsmen began to carve pattern lines on the inner wall, and casters filled these pattern lines with various precious magic materials to form magic protection. After a very short rest, they all gathered on the newly repaired wall to prevent the enemy's attack.

As the days passed, kukas had not gone down since he stood on the wall. Because after a day's rest, Stuart's soldiers began to attack the fortress again. After this attack, the enemy's attack was almost uninterrupted.

Soldiers all over the mountains spread from a distance and climbed up the fortress like ants. There is no flame of spellcasters, and there is no charge led by high-level professionals. Only the lowest level existence like kukas and their endless killing of ordinary soldiers.

A soldier of the Stuart Witt Empire raised his shield and burst into a fight. As soon as he poked his head out, a soldier waved a nail hammer and hit the soldier's shield. Just at once, he knocked the other party down from the ladder and fell under the fortress eight or nine feet high. Before the nail hammer soldier could hide, an arrow flew from a distance and nailed him hard on the head. The arrow full of fighting spirit easily tore the soldier's few fighting defense after being shot by the divine archer with a special technique, and then blew his whole head apart.

Kukas squatted under the women's wall. With one hand, he grabbed a piece of blood stained Warcraft meat and stuffed it into his mouth. With the other hand, he played with the siege hammer. After watching the soldier who had been fighting with him for a morning die like this, kukas couldn't help but curl his mouth. "Fool, don't you know to escape quickly after killing? There are all divine archers staring at you!" while talking, he couldn't help touching his left arm.

His left arm was shot by a divine archer. Although the bow and arrow were taken out, the fighting spirit contained in it destroyed part of his muscles and meridians. Although he took medicine to recover, his left arm still can't exert force for a long time. Therefore, he lost a siege hammer and used a shield as another weapon. Of course, this weapon is not used to kill the enemy, but to prevent the sneak attack of divine archers.

A heavy armor shield guard jumped up from the head of the city. The soldiers around him attacked with long guns and short spears. They couldn't hurt the heavy armor shield guard. Instead, they were forcibly smashed out by the huge shield of the shield guard. Of course, if a hundred pound giant Shield hits you, even professionals may die, not to mention ordinary soldiers?

After the shield guard bumped into several ordinary soldiers, he put his shield in front of him and broke out all fighting spirit to protect himself, so as to provide protection for his companions who climbed up the ladder behind him.

"Kukas! It's your turn." an officer roared at kukas in a hoarse voice.

"Dry! Can't you let me rest." dragging a little tired body, kukas jumped up from the ground. He bent and rushed to the shield guard like a beast. A dark fighting spirit appeared on the 72 pound siege hammer and hit the shield of the shield guard.

With a click, the shield of the shield guard was instantly torn to pieces by the three edged thorns on the siege hammer, and the shield guard's hands were broken at the same time. The shield guard didn't even scream, and was hit by a huge impact and flew under the city. Of course, wearing hundreds of pounds of heavy armor, he fell to the ground from the city head eight or nine feet high. Even if he still had fighting spirit, he would be shocked by the huge impact force to disperse his internal organs and lose his life.

After hitting the heavy armor shield guard with a hammer, kukas rolled continuously on the ground, rolled to the women's wall, curled up his body, and raised the shield to protect himself.

As soon as he finished this series of movements, dozens of arrows shot from the cloud platform more than ten feet away. The arrow fell in the position he had just been in and around. The great power made the arrows nail hard into the stone slab. An unlucky soldier was pierced by the arrow, and a huge hole was torn out by the power of the arrow.

"Sir, when can our people kill those cloud tops? What about the casters? As long as they throw a fireball, those cloud tops will burst." kukas curled up in the corner and asked the officer loudly. He killed too many enemies on this section of the city wall. Perhaps because of his particularity, the Stuart Witt Empire sent more than a dozen divine archers to stare at him. As soon as he appeared, there were arrows to attack him madly.