Twenty Sided Dice

"Release the arrows!" Mana commanded loudly from the city wall: "The catapult! The heavy crossbow, don't stop!"

The orcs didn't want to get entangled with the Black Blood Castle at all, they just wanted to quickly pass through the two-mile-long death passage in front of them. The white dragon made an ice slide for them, as smooth as a mirror. On the slide, no one except Bai Long could stand up, and of course they didn't need to stand up either.

Obviously, there is only one question in front of Mana; is the firepower coverage of Black Blood Castle strong enough?

"Release the arrow! Release the arrow with all her strength!" The female knight wished she could grow eight arms and use four longbows. But the scope of the city wall is so large in total, and many places have made special designs to prevent enemies from climbing, "wasting" a lot of space. The archers were almost huddled together, struggling to pull the strings.

Arrows rained down.

The orc warriors held up various shields, curled up as much as they could, and spun down the slides. The rain of arrows slammed into the shield, which has nothing to do with martial arts at all, there is only a question of luck. They curled up as much as possible, huddled under cover to reduce the risk of being hit.

Since the orcs had no way to fight back, the archers in Heim's leadership could shoot as much as they wanted, and they gained a lot. The body of the orcs slid down the hillside with a long trail of red blood. With more warm blood, the ice layer will melt, and the white dragon will spit again, restoring the smoothness of the ice surface.

"The ballistas are all aimed at the white dragon, shoot it with steel arrows!"

There are not many witch sacrifices of the orcs, and they cannot protect the entire passage, so they can only concentrate on the side of the white dragon. They had long been prepared to support the long-range defensive shield and deflect the arrows that were shot over. Some small wounds on the dragon's body also recovered quickly under the treatment of magic. When the white dragon takes time, it will exhale a white frosty mist upwards, obscuring the sight of the defenders. But such a move made the orcs witch priests unable to see the surrounding situation clearly, causing several heavy crossbow arrows to escape the defense net and hit the white dragon.

So Bailong stopped spraying, and honestly avoided attacks and repaired slides.

"Keep shooting. Let the people in rotation come up early!" Mana found the orc and said to him: "The city wall is yours, I'll go to the lord!"

The orc roared, "Stones! Jars, throw them down. Be sure to rekindle the wall of fire."

Bundles of arrows came up, they would be used up very quickly, and everyone was going crazy. The sound of the bowstring drowned out the wind in the mountains, bang bang bang bang. The cupping pierced the sky, lit, extinguished, lit again, and extinguished again. Like a child doing a boring game. In the dark night, I don't know how many orcs passed, and how many died on the way.

At this time, no one is calculating the results of the battle, just thinking about archery and archery. Pulling the bowstring for a long time can cause injuries to the fingers, so they put a handful in a jar of herbal ointment that has a hemostatic effect, wrap a bandage, and continue shooting when the bleeding stops. The servants brought the onion broth, which could not only relieve hunger but also replenish water, and the soldiers all drank it with a bowl.

Hour after hour, the uninterrupted loading and firing caused the trebuchets to start malfunctioning. Two of the six were already unusable and had to wait for craftsmen to pull out their hands for repairs. The delivery speed of the stone bullets has slowed down, as has the oil tank, and the archers mainly rely on the shooting on the city wall to cause damage.

According to the instructions of the soldiers, Mana found Siegel. He was pacing back and forth at the base of a tower, looking around at the cracked and mended walls.

"Lord Lord, how do we fight next?" Mana asked eagerly: "The orcs pass very fast, and we can't take down the dragon."

"I didn't think about the trick of riding the slide in advance, and I didn't expect the death knight to really ignore the casualties. You commanded very well, and I have nothing to add." Siegel said.

"My lord. Could you throw some fireballs, please?"

"I tried it," Siegel said. "When the fireball flies in the air, it will be affected by the forbidden rune array, and it will be disturbed again over the black passage. I tried to use magic, and after the fireball flew past, only The power of ordinary flame arrows is very uneconomical."

"But it also has very obvious benefits. It also becomes unrealistic for orc spellcasters to attack the Black Blood Castle." Siegel stroked the wall with his hands, knocked around, and said, "I had already done it. The preparation for the spell confrontation, but now it seems to save a lot of effort. Maybe the death knight also discovered this, so he felt that there was no need to attack the Black Blood Castle."

"You can continue to command. If the battle situation changes, you need my support. I will appear." Siegel touched his chin and kept his eyes on the tower.

Manna blinked, watching Siegel's back, guessing what he was thinking. Could it be that the lord is going to send more orcs over there? Below the mountain there is a line of defense formed by the Jackdaw tribe cavalry, which can also kill orcs. However, leaving the Forbidden Rune Array in the City Wall Mountains, the witch sacrifice of the orcs can play a stronger role, and the outcome of the battle is unknown. The more the Black Blood Castle is released, the greater the fighting pressure of the Jackdaw tribe.

From a mercenary's point of view, it's not a big deal, but as a knight, Mana doesn't think it's time to start weakening the Jackdaw tribe. The giant Kerry was in the castle, personally manipulating a ballista, and was in a hurry. If he thinks about it and thinks about the situation of his compatriots under the mountain, it is estimated that his face will not be very good-looking, right?

Does the lord really have this plan?

Siegel has been checking the condition of the walls, digging out cracks sealed with mortar, and calculating the height of the room by counting the number of bricks. From time to time he wrote and drew on paper, full of symbols and numbers that Mana couldn't understand.

After watching for a while, the female knight suddenly realized, and suddenly called out: "Lord Lord, it turns out that you are going to demolish this tower!"

Siegel shuddered, looked back and breathed a sigh of relief: "Scare me, why are you still here?"

Mana tugged at her hair, feeling a little embarrassed - it turned out that the lord was not planning to conspire against his allies, he was always thinking of a way. "Sorry, I was agitated just now and couldn't control my voice. Should I send some soldiers who can build houses, the walls they repaired will naturally be removed."

"Okay, you can call." Siegel looked at the blueprint in his hand and curled his lips: "I calculated that if I remove this tower, it is possible to block the slide. It depends on luck, this is my current situation. The only way I can think of."

"Yes!" Mana answered loudly, and hurried out to call someone.

Since it is to be done. Do it to the extreme. Siegel summoned earth elementals and soldiers to transform the walls in the castle. To avoid collapsing before the project was over, he used three spells of force field wall, stone wall and iron wall for support.

This tower is the highest place in the Black Blood Castle. When the Black Dragon swooped and landed, it was "slashed" by its strong wings, forming a large gap. Simple repairs were later made with bricks and stones. Siegel wanted the tower to smash into the valley, but the gap was on the side, which would affect the angle of the crooked, so he had to "remove the old and make up for the new".

But Siegel's knowledge of architecture and engineering is good, and he also has a lot of experience in tunnel construction. Know how to support weight and know how to make it cave in.

After the construction started, basically all the personnel were evacuated from the tower, leaving only four archers still shooting down from the highest point - to paralyze the opponent, lest the orcs guess the action of Heimland in advance.

It was already dark, and it was a good time to make plans. The death knight was not idle either. He sent an elite orc commando to climb the cliffs of the Walled Mountains towards the Black Blood Castle. Although he didn't know how the black dragon and the dragon knight died, he knew that the general on the opposite side was the great enemy of Nekos.

The lives of countless orcs on the slide temporarily satisfied the greed of the forbidden runes, just as the deaths of countless wraiths weakened the strength of the spell. The orcs lying on the mountain wall encountered much less resistance. The Walled Mountains didn't seem to have any intention of killing them.

But for the sake of safety, the death knight still cut off the tongues of these orcs and tied their mouths with cloth strips. Even if they died on the way due to various "accidents", they would not scream.

The Warg was wearing an iron bridle and couldn't open his mouth.

The only ones who didn't have their tongues cut were the four witch priests, who also needed voices to cast spells.

Everyone's eyes in the Black Blood Castle focused on the direction of the valley passage, and no one in this group of more than 30 orcs found it. Because the orcs have the ability of dark vision, they are all on the front line of the city wall, focusing their firepower to shoot down. No one looked up.

All night long, the orcs were "riding the slide", but at a slower and slower pace. The main reason is that their shields are insufficient, and they are too dead and injured in a dense formation. In fact, the main casualties came from trebuchets. And a trebuchet salvo for three or five orcs isn't worth it. The orcs discovered this, and at the same time, in order to cover their conspiracy, they changed to betting luck with a few orcs.

Bai Long's shield was finally smashed, so he was full of arrows. The wound no longer bleeds after being healed by the magic of the witch sacrifice, but the exhaustion of his body forced him to withdraw from the battle. In fact, by the middle of the night, the white dragon had lost the strength to spit ice and snow. Only the ability to cough up blood. It did not go down the mountain, but climbed back up the mountain by itself. Mana noticed this and knew it had to be a conspiracy.

But where is the conspiracy? The female knight can't think of it.

As the dawn creeps in, the exhausted can finally check out the battlefield. Countless corpses piled under the slides, broken weapons and shattered armor all over the place. A layer of ice and blood, the "slide passage" is a weird pink that is disgusting.

At the top of the slide~www.readwn.com~ a large group of orcs began to gather, and there were also more hill giants and trolls. The wolf cavalry also appeared in the team, staring at the Black Blood Castle.

"What are they going to do?" Hunk's eyes were bloodshot, and he picked up the telescope to observe. He saw some orcs with grappling hooks and ropes in their hands, and others with bladed skates on their feet.

"It's so strange, why did you decide to attack the city at this time?" Hunk tugged at the hair on the top of his head, and couldn't understand. Logically speaking, shouldn't you give all your strength from the beginning? What is the rhythm of rushing to the city all the way to death?

"Go, report to Ser Mana, the orcs may be attacking the city." He licked his lips and added: "Find the Lord, otherwise I will always feel uneasy."

After the messenger left, he pulled out the Yang Yan sword with a swoosh, emitting a flame-like light: "Everyone cheer up, heat the oil, prepare the javelin and the long pole, the orcs are coming to die!"

Humke is like a bright beacon, illuminating the entire battlefield. (To be continued.)

PS: Happy New Year!