Chapter 1086: 1068 response

Chapter 1086 1068. Response

Commands are conveyed through the trumpet.

Suddenly, Lan En, who was standing on the roof, saw a line of torches crowding forward on the pontoon at the gate of Changhu Town.

The wooden pontoon creaked as it was stepped on.

On the other side, near the waterway gates around Changhu Town, huge and ferocious creatures began to emerge from the lake water.

They can bite half of an average person's body with their mouth open wide. Their huge muscle mass and strong teeth allow them to start biting the sluice gate of Changhu Town directly.

Those iron bars that have been soaked in the lake for who knows how many years, and have blocked so much garbage and ice during this period, cannot last long in the mouth of a warg!

After confirming that there were dwarves and 'wizards' here, the orcs who had been arranged outside immediately launched their plan step by step - to massacre everyone in Changhu Town and never let anyone go.

But they didn’t understand a problem at all. Lan En was not a ‘wizard’.

"Snapped!"

An explosion like broken glass echoed on the roof. It was the sound of the orcs' arrows hitting Lan En's [Quen's Seal], splashing fragments of the Chaos Magic Shield.

But Lan En’s reserves of chaos magic power and the strength of his seals are no longer on the same level as the original demon hunter.

At least twenty orcs were shooting at him, but the witcher could act as if he were standing behind a solid cover, without any trouble or evasion.

It was only after sustaining almost two rounds of fire that the protective shield was completely shattered.

But then there was another moment where I couldn't even breathe. After I twisted slightly to dodge the arrow that was shot through this gap, the protective shield was restored to its original state.

Lan raised his left hand, then bit the machine and launched the projectile.

These orcs are scattered, and their defense mainly comes from their inferior armor. It is not worth it for Lan En to take out his heavy ballista [Dragon Roar] to shoot at them.

After all, the usual number of shells required to fire a heavy ballistae is small.

But even so, this kind of confrontation is completely beyond the ability of the orcs.

The psychological pressure of facing off against a scary shooter who is pretty accurate with his own cover is simply not something that ordinary orcs can bear.

“Can’t shoot! Let’s shoot”

With a 'bang', the orc who had just exposed his head from the roof and hurriedly shot an arrow without even taking aim, before he could completely retract his head, the Tianling Cap was blown away.

A large stream of blood hit the roof tiles together with the limp body.

Next to him, another orc who had set an arrow on his bow swallowed hard and looked at the man without a skull in horror, but he didn't dare to show his head no matter what.

But if you don’t show your head, you will die.

“Whoop!”

Two dexterous figures passed lightly over the undulating roofs of Changhu Town. While they were in mid-air, sharp arrows fell from the sky, piercing the orcs' necks and nailing them to the roof.

This is a completely different style from the Demon Hunter's shooting strategy of launching [Quen's Sign] and killing whoever shows up.

They are like two falling leaves, using their dexterity to shoot sharp arrows at angles that ordinary people cannot imagine.

“It’s good to see you here to help, elves. But are it just the two of you?”

 Lan En stopped the projector in his left hand, turned around and inserted the Lake Lady's Sword from the top of his head down into the head of an orc who was approaching quietly.

The tip of the knife is inserted through the Tianling Gai and comes out from the lower jaw.

Then he turned his wrist, and while pulling out the long knife, he threw the orc's body into the waterway.

“I’m sorry it’s not reinforcements, we didn’t expect there to be so many orcs here! They are moving so wildly!”

Tauriel jumped up lightly, gained a shooting angle in mid-air, and fired three arrows in a row, nailing three orcs to death, and at the same time responded to Lan En in an orderly manner.

Changhu Town is located very far to the north, with low temperatures all year round and heavy snowfall in winter.

In order to prevent the snow from collapsing the fragile wooden roofs, the roofs of the houses here have steep slopes, which can allow the snow accumulated to a certain extent to automatically slide down and fall into the waterways.

“Very, a lot!” He said shivering while drooling and snot uncontrollably. "They occupied the gate of the town! Orcs with torches are everywhere!"

“They even burned my house down!”

“Go to the square in front of the mayor’s residence, where guards are gathered and weapons are being distributed. Go there and get the guy and protect yourself.”

The flame on Lan En's hand went out silently, and he patted the man on the shoulder.

But the man who had regained some heat was horrified.

"No! Sir! I have never learned how to hold a sword! I have never even touched it! How should we fight the orcs! Those are ferocious orcs!"

"Orcs will die, sir. If you want to fight with a weapon, even if you don't know how to hold it, it's enough."

Lan En pressed his shoulder and looked directly at him.

Somehow, this man who was shaking due to hypothermia slowly calmed down while looking at each other. It was as if he had drawn courage from those cat-like eyes.

“You dare to jump into the lake at this season, sir. You would have risked your life long ago.”

“Orcs are no more terrifying than an icy lake. Now, it’s your turn to protect your life.”

Lan En stood up from beside him: "Help the people you meet along the way, sir, and ask them to go to the square with you."

The witcher rubbed the magic ring in his hand, and a thunder suddenly exploded on the lake outside Changhu Town!

Whether they were elves, humans, orcs, they all turned their heads for a moment in the thunder.

The same goes for the townspeople who fell into the water.

But when he turned around again and found that Lan En didn't seem to care, he felt a lot more reassured. Then he turned around and trotted away.

On the ring, Lan En could feel the Qilin coming very fast.

However, the arrival of this ancient dragon can only be said to be useful, but it cannot solve all the problems.

Because Changhu Town is too crowded, neither the population density nor the building density is suitable for Qilin, who masters thunder and lightning, to radiate its power wantonly.

The horse with the thunder on its body first swayed around the outer sluice of Changhu Town.

 And in this circle, there are about twenty wargs who have just torn open the rotten sluice and are preparing to enter.

Their water-soaked fur and the fence iron bars they bite in their mouths perfectly transmit the power of thunder.

Given the physical fitness of the wargs, even though they swam in the icy lake, as long as they shook themselves off and had a big meal after landing, they should be fine.

The townspeople and dwarves of Changhu Town are excellent food.

But after the thunder made them whimper and their muscles spasmed, more than twenty wargs couldn't even maintain their instinctive dog-pawing posture and sank straight to the bottom of the lake.

There are a few more, and their paws have already set up on the trails in Changhu Town.

But as the electric current passed through the body, the warg's muscles suddenly tightened, and the whole wolf stretched into a muscle rod.

The muscle contraction response to stress 'locks' itself in.

Before I could get ashore, I stumbled and slipped into the waterway again.

After wandering around the water gate, Qilin ran half a circle around the town and arrived at the pontoon at the main entrance of the town.

There is no intention of slowing down at all.

The unicorn screamed, and the hooves under its feet flew on the water, splashing water with ice shards and mixed with electric streaks.

The pale mane stood erect under the static electricity, and the red crystal-like eyes showed no emotion, and the light of thunder illuminated them white.

This makes its feline-like head look more majestic and noble.

With his head lowered and the waves created by his own speed, Qilin was directly amidst the horrified shouts of a long line of orcs.

There was an explosion of "Bang!"

The pontoon bridge supported by wooden planks and pontoon boats was like a crisp biscuit in front of Gu Long's tough body, which was directly broken.

The orcs above also fell into the lake with a roar.