The two-yard wide city was surrounded by neatly arranged half-elves, arrays of Bemon warriors and slave warriors.

I don't know what happened, Duiga, who was originally crowded in the back row, stepped forward and blocked the half-elves. Now standing in the back row, there are teams of Bemon warriors.

The dwarves held big shields one by one, strictly blocking the signs of the barbarians' emergence.

In addition to the half-elf musketeer and the two-headed black-print ogre, there are still troll javelins left. A lot of javelins were thrown out, and the javelins that the trolls carry with them had long been exhausted.

Fortunately, this Red City has been abandoned for many years, and a considerable forest has grown in the corner. Many idle warriors are making javelins. Although it is too rough, under the power of the trolls, the meaning of this weapon is fatal!

Many barbarians who had climbed over the city had just emerged and were hit by the javelin that suddenly shot.

"Aim carefully! A distance of fifty yards, even a girl can shoot!" Yang Dashuan stood on an abandoned corner tower and shouted loudly at more than 200 troll javelins: "Don't worry about the fish that rush down from the city wall. Your target is the barbarians on the top of the city, so that they will not leave any of them!"

More than 200 troll javelins, more than 100 double-headed black-print ogres, and the 500 and a half-elf musketeers drawn from Xiangshuai's Brokeback Mountain, all of which became the biggest aces in the hands of the rescue army.

Unfortunately, the Bemon warrior did not have the long-range firepower of the army, otherwise it would have caused greater damage to the barbarians!

Until now, no barbarian warrior can come down from the stairs at the top of the city to the city. This makes these barbarians miserable. They never expected that after a day of attrition, this rescue army could still ensure physical strength and give an absolute counterattack.

Moreover, the opponent retreated more and more as he fought, he actually had the intention of abandoning the city tower and setting off his posture in the city.

How could there be such a commander!

Many barbarians were almost mad! Although the army of barbarians was as large as 70,000 to 80,000, but due to the lack of siege equipment, even if they climbed up from the city wall, only 100 people could appear at a time. In some local locations, at least seven or eight rescue troops were used to deal with one barbarian warrior!

Even if a piece of oily skin is scratched, the barbarian warrior will make painful calls!

These rescue troops are really shameless!

The muscles that the barbarians have always been proud of are said to not need shields, armor, or even weapons! On this broken city tower, which is becoming more and more empty, they have to use their own muscles to resist these precise and vicious javelins, axes and blades. The barbarians have no second way to go except retreating.

However, the retreat did not retreat much further away, and the barbarians started to work outside the city again.

It was not clear in the darkness, but Yang Dashuan also knew what these savages wanted to do.

"They actually want to create a batch of siege equipment?" Blatt opened his mouth wide and had fought with humans many times. Their textbooks have described the power of this equipment. After shooting, even the dragon can be shot down - but the premise is to aim.

These barbarians placed a piece of pier for balance on the open space outside Hongcheng, and placed a piece of wooden board on the pier. The board was not long, but it was very hard. A section of the board was filled with huge rocks, and there were neatly arranged strips, with hundreds of racks.

"Drink?" Yang Dashuan was stunned. Where did he sing? The seesaw was coming out?

"Don't underestimate these guys!" Xiang Shuai saw Yang Dashuan's disrespectful look, and couldn't help but remind him. "The barbarians are not as good as the Alliance Craftsmen, and the local things they made are also amazing! Within a range of 150 yards, there is no need to accurately adjust the shooting!"

It’s a blessing that Xiang Shuai said this. If it were someone else, Yang Dashuan would just fart.

He had seen the catapults in the Alliance army. The catapults were made very exquisitely, with gears, machinery... not even a minute or a slight error.

Even if there was a slight deviation, the huge rock thrown out had an error of dozens of meters, let alone smashing people. However, these barbarians actually used this method as a catapult, and Yang Dashuan couldn't believe it.

But I didn't believe it. After a while, a piece of stone bullets flying in like a flock of crows appeared in the air. These stone bullets directly entered the sight of all the rescue troops. The huge rocks that hit the sand in Hongcheng were heavy, each weighing fifty or sixty pounds. When they fell to the ground, they splashed large pieces of yellow sand and made deep pits.

The thick sand accumulated in Hongcheng prevented the continuous rolling of these stone bombs, leaving a rolling mark on the sand. The ground has not stopped vibrating, and then the sky has once again ushered in continuous blows after wave.

Yang Dashuan, who was standing on the top of the city, was almost stunned!

There were shocking shouts of killing sounds outside the city, and countless heavy steps could be heard trampling on the earth.

"What accurate shooting accuracy! Come here, there is no prefiring firepower, these barbarians..." Blatt looked at these stone bullets and wooden bullets falling from the sky enviously and jealously. You must know that the army of the Bemon tribe has not yet equipped with stone casters. Even if there are, it is only purchased from the alliance. Those human countries will be eliminated and they will be separated if they don't use them two or three times.

This is the thing, and the Beacons have studied it like a treasure. The main reason is that the operation is complicated, the manufacturing process is relatively difficult, and the requirements for shooters who operate catapults are too high. As long as there is any deviation in the direction, even the shadow of the enemy cannot be touched, and the troops are simply abandoned.

"**!" Yang Dashuan was shocked and looked at the corner tower beside him in shock. The corner tower that merged with the octagonal was hit by a stone marble, making a sound that made the teeth soft. The thick bricks and tiles were broken into two pieces. Countless broken stones scattered like tides, followed by a large area of ​​high dust, which scared many people.

A large number of savage men began to appear on the empty city tower!

The stone and wooden bombs like raindrops in the air not only stopped, but became even more dense. From a distance, they looked like landslides, rumbling rows after row over every piece of sand in the city and landed on the heads of the rescue army in Hongcheng! Even the buildings that had already collapsed in the distance were not spared and were smashed hard again.

Many soldiers in the city were also affected. The seemingly simple stone-casting equipment could achieve this effect, which made Yang Dashuan feel a little amused.

These barbarians put stones and wooden bullets on one end of the wooden board, and then one or two people jumped off from the other end, stepped on the wooden board and shot the other end out with the elastic force of the seesaw. Many rescue troops in the city were smashed by this method and were bleeding from the head, and were now running around the ground.

The rescue army on the city wall was beaten backwards, and even the Dwarfs Duijia, who held the shield in his hand, could not withstand this blow. The huge rocks hit the shield firmly, making their hands numb. Fortunately, the ladder at the top of the city was relatively wide, and with a swing of their butt, they could retreat from it, which was a little better.

But Blatt couldn't hold back.

After all, it was Bemon. Seeing his man being beaten up, he suddenly became angry and could no longer care about being just a priest. He grabbed a golden giant sword of guard and roared and rushed towards the barbarian first.

With Blatt's lead, the Bemon warriors who could not hold back had long been unable to control themselves followed the footsteps of the priest and rushed towards the enemy above. On the top of the city, Bemon and the barbarians were like two turbid waves. The first wave of blood burst out like a fountain-like wave. Under the torches at night, they were so dazzling that they could not open their eyes!

The Bemon warriors who were in a madness used their terrible attack ability. In front of the blood-stained sight and sharp giant axe, in front of the natural divine power of the Orefin Elephant Warrior and the Tago warrior, the remaining limbs of the barbarian warrior flew into the sky like paper kites. The place where this commando led by Blatt himself rolled over was like a small boat on the sea and was run over by a giant ship. No fragments of the remaining limbs were left!

And behind the sharp javelin, a large group of indifferent-looking troll javeliners wished to penetrate the bodies of these savages!
Chapter completed!