Chapter 272

"Archers ready, volley!" As the orc wolf cavalry approached, the captain of the soldiers on the wall gave orders to attack.

"Shua ~"

the bowstring in the hands of professional archers is already full, and they shoot the arrow at once.

The rain of arrows fell on the top of the orcs, black as a meteorite.

However, the orcs on the wolf took out a shield from behind and held it in front of them to protect themselves and the wolf.

The arrow hit the shield, but it can't make the shield move half a minute, which shows the strength gap between the two sides.

Among the wolf cavalry, there was an orc knight who rushed to the front. He held a spear and waved it directly in front of him. He swept the arrows from his side to one side. His movements were easy and his look was very relaxed.

Looking at the dense human soldiers standing on the wall, he sneered and raised his spear in front of him. Then he threw it violently. The spear crossed the sky like a streamer. In an instant, he came to a human soldier with bow and arrow.

The archer's eyes were wide open, and he could not believe that the spear passed through his chest. The powerful force brought him directly into the air and ran into a soldier behind him.

The spear went straight through the soldier behind him, then flew to the other side of the wall and nailed it to the wall.

Magic, fireball

At another command, the magicians standing behind the archers recited their incantations. A few seconds later, countless fist sized fireballs fell from the sky and flew to the orc cavalry.

"Boom

Although the orcs in the front are protected by shields, fireball is a bronze level shock wave damage. Some explode in the air, and some explode on the ground. The orc cavalry directly explodes, and their formation is in chaos.

Many orcs were directly blasted into several pieces, and their blood spilled into the air.

On the ground also appeared a big pit, stopped the cavalry to rush.

"Damned human mage!" The leading Orc Knight held the reins and manipulated the wolf to avoid the fireball flexibly, but he could not do anything to his companion who had died miserably. He could not help but curse bitterly.

The orcs are mainly close combat professionals, and there are Orc priests who can cast magic. However, due to their belief in evil spirits, the potential in their bodies is excessively consumed, and their bodies are not even as strong as ordinary human beings. Naturally, they can't rush ahead.

He was originally a little scary, but his face was even more ferocious under his anger. He looked at the refugees who were blocked outside the gate of the city. He took out a spear from his back again and rushed towards them.

Since you don't want us to rush to the bottom of the city, let's attack your compatriots and see what you can do with us!

"Ah

A man standing on the outskirts of the refugee group only felt the rumble behind him. As soon as he looked back, he screamed.

A strong orc, riding a wolf with a spear in his hand, rushed at him with a grim smile on his face. Their distance was less than 10 meters.

"Pooh

The orc cavalry swung their spear, and directly took the man's head. He grabbed the other man's head in his hand, laughed wildly, and rushed directly into the chaotic crowd.

Like a sharp knife, he tore through the human wall. After him, ORC cavalry rushed up and slaughtered the refugees.

At the moment, they are like wild wolves who rush into the sheep and kill them wantonly. Obviously, their number is very small, but they completely disperse the sheep.

Among the refugees, crying, howling and roaring were heard all the time, just like purgatory on earth.

"Captain, let's go out and fight them!" The young soldier roared at the young captain beside him.

Seeing that the young captain was not moved, the young soldier directly seized his collar and said in a ferocious manner: "the orcs are killing our compatriots. How can you bear to watch like this! Do you have a conscience? "

The young captain then looked at him. His eyes were as cold and deep as the ice of ten thousand years. He cut the young soldier's neck with a knife and rolled his eyes and passed out.

Later, the young captain continued to order: "magician preparation, fireball skill!"

This scene happened in all parts of the city wall. There were always some soldiers who couldn't see it. They wanted to get out of the city and fought with the orcs. Some soldiers even jumped directly from the wall.

However, the magicians on the wall decisively released fireball, targeting the orc cavalry among the refugees below the wall.

But Orc cavalry and refugees have long been mixed together, so mages' magic attack has become indiscriminate attack regardless of the enemy or the enemy.

Compared with the strong orcs, the refugees are all unprofessional and frail. They are not only slaughtered by the orcs, but also bombed by the fireballs of their compatriots.

Deafening explosions were heard one after another outside the city wall, and the soldiers on the wall could not bear to look down, because the scene was extremely tragic.At the moment, if we let them and the orcs fight hard, then almost no one will hesitate, but lift the butcher's knife towards their compatriots, which makes them nearly collapse.

Dozens of minutes later, there were only a lot of corpses piled up under the wall, including orcs, wolves and refugees.

At the same time, the air was filled with the smell of blood that could not be dissipated, pounding the nerves of the soldiers on the wall, leaving them all blank, as if they had lost their soul.

Moreover, many soldiers on the wall were wounded by spears thrown by orcs before their death. This spear is very sharp and heavy, so it is several times more powerful than ordinary arrows. Once shot, it will form a bowl of wound, even the professional can not escape death.

Just being rubbed, you will lose your arm and leg, causing serious injury.

Soldiers move up and down the wall, transporting the dead and wounded away, while preparing for the next wave of ORC attacks.

Under the wall, a body suddenly moved. Then, the body was pushed away from below. A figure covered with blood came out from under the body. It was Kent.

Just now, he was trampled by other refugees and fainted directly. However, due to their obstruction, he survived successfully. His eyes were dull, and he looked at a broken hand beside him, and he couldn't help crying and howling.

On the broken hand, there was a ring of iron with "teres" engraved on it. It was Kent's birthday present made for her after she was taken in by the blacksmith's shop in chuyang city.

"Captain, there is a living man below!" The soldiers on the wall noticed Kent, who was crying. They couldn't help but point their bows and arrows at him and reported it to the captain of the soldiers.

"Put down the rope and bring him up!"

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