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Volume 7: The Bloody Battle of Tallon (2) Chapter 22: The Shadow Behind the War

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    Tomad sat quietly at the top of the city alone, with only a jar of water beside him.  The silver moon hangs high in the sky, and occasionally a thin cloud floats by, covering up the moonlight and returning the earth to chaos.  There was already a bit of chill in the autumn night wind. Tomad looked towards the first city wall that looked like a jagged rock. However, except for the broken battlements and watchtowers, he couldn't see anything.  Yesterday, the fire burned for two hours. Eight hundred of the most elite Barbarian Roaring Warriors were turned into a pile of charcoal that no one could distinguish. The collapsed arrow tower also crushed countless slave cannon fodder.  After finally waiting until the fire was extinguished, the barbarian army climbed up the still-high temperature city wall again, only to find that they were standing on a cliff more than 20 meters high.  All the downward slopes have collapsed. If you want to reach the city, you can only use the city climbing hook or make a ladder more than 20 meters long.  The most deadly thing is that when they did this, they were equivalent to exposing the vital points of their backs to the thousands of archers guarding the second city wall. When dozens of warriors fell down with arrows all over their bodies, the barbarian orc army finally decided  The offensive was suspended, allowing the fortress defenders to enjoy a rare peaceful afternoon.  This calm will not last long.  Tomad thought silently while taking a sip of the cool water in the jar.  Barbarian orcs are naturally sensitive to war and can quickly figure out how to deal with it.  At noon, the few warriors carrying heavy wooden boards withstood the first wave of arrow attacks. If Lord Toth hadn't ordered the use of alchemical ballistae in time to nail those guys to the city wall, the war might have been over by now.  The burning must have reached the foot of the second city wall.  But the peace will not last long, at most it will be tomorrow morning A strange sound came, which sounded like the rustle of wind blowing through the sparse forest.  Tomad frowned, approached the crenel, and listened.  The sound became clearer again, and now it was easy to hear the sound of fingers scratching the rock wall. Inexplicable horror emerged in the heart of the young pilgrim.  It was actually a sneak attack at night!  There were only fifty exhausted sentries left on the second wall, and they were unable to withstand a charge from the barbarian orcs.  Even if the warning horn is blown, by the time the sleeping troops hastily gather and board the city, it may be too late.  Fortunately, Tomad was able to mobilize another army. A bluish-white light appeared beside him like an explosion. A group of tall and muscular tauren warriors first appeared at the top of the city, followed by hundreds of dark warriors holding poisonous crossbows.  Elf scout.  "Let those barbarians who have worked hard to climb up in the middle of the night" Tomad ordered softly, and at the same time pulled out the gryphon sword. The blade was like a stream of autumn water under the light of the silver moon, " taste the head-on blow.  Taste!" When the first shrill scream sounded from the direction of the fortress, Zulu Gritotz, the king of the barbarian beasts, smashed the cup angrily.  "Damn, damn, damn!" he roared, pacing hurriedly inside the tent, looking like a beast trapped in a trap.  "Failed again, why? Could it be that the God of March no longer cares about my flag?" He stared at the huge fortress in front of him with vicious eyes, listening to the screams and the sound of metal collision echoing in his ears, getting more and more  It gets more intense and then gradually calms down.  Night sneak attacks cannot use city climbing hooks, so they can only rely on courage and strong arms to climb the city wall. Even for barbarian orcs, extraordinary strength is required.  After a short but fierce confrontation, a whole team of the best orc warriors were either dead or injured. They left hundreds of corpses between the two city walls and fled back in embarrassment.  Zulu Gritouzi returned to his throne. A headless corpse lay quietly at the foot of the throne, with blood soaking a large piece of precious winter wolf fur.  The king of the barbarian beastmen was not angry because of this. He killed this man not because he offended himself. This man was a messenger from the heart of the desert, bringing news that must be strictly sealed - Zulu Gritots cut it down  This man's head was just not prepared to let the news he brought leak out.  The tribes in the south are in trouble.  Zulu Gritouzi has an uncle who is young and powerful. He has no brains, but he is indeed brave.  When he ascended to the throne of the King of Barbarian Orcs, this uncle gave him crucial support.  However, now, the sudden death of the chief shaman of Kaid who supported Zulu Gritouzi has given hope to some guys in the rear. It is obvious that these guys are advocating that their uncle has the right to divide the power of the Barbarian King Banner and let that guy  The simple-minded guy's ambition was ignited.  The tribal leaders loyal to Zulu Gritouzi and the rebels are confronting each other, and they urgently need this elite army to return to suppress the rebellion.  Zulu Gritoz knew that he did not have much time to delay in front of the high wall fortress of Tallon Fortress. He gave himself a deadline. If Tallon Fortress still did not fall after three days, he would  He had to lead his army back, suppress the rebellion, stabilize the king's power, and then find time to conquer the griffins.??¹ú.  He firmly believes that he can do it.  Because he is Zulu Gritoutz, the invincible pride of heaven, the invincible commander, and the greatest monarch in the world.  Under the starlight, Zulu Gritotz stretched out his powerful arms towards Tallon Fortress, as if a giant with invincible power was about to overthrow a castle on the beach, and a powerful voice came from his chest.  It burst out and echoed under the quiet night sky.  "Nothing can stop me, I am Zulu Gritots!" On the other side of the city wall, Viscount Tonks led a small group of guards and rushed up the city wall rolling and climbing.  Due to drinking too much during the day, the Viscount with gorgeous blond hair actually forgot the plan he had agreed upon. When thirst woke him up from his sleep, Viscount Tonks was surprised to see that the whole room had been shrouded in darkness.  In the darkness, there were only a few burnt coals left in the fireplace.  "Oh, gods, forgive me!" Viscount Tonks couldn't help but scream, and at the same time he felt full of joy.  If he had not received the order to terminate the mission, he should have been on the city wall to meet the attacking barbarian orc troops by now. It was obvious from the sky that the agreed time had passed.  What Viscount Tonks didn¡¯t know was that when he finally came to the city wall, he felt what true luck meant.  Thomasad was sitting leaning against the crenellation made of boulders, wiping the edge of the gryphon sword with a piece of oiled soft cloth. After many days of fierce fighting, this sword had cut through countless armors, helmets and shields.  The long sword is still extremely sharp, not even the smallest chip can be seen.  Sixty heavily armed dark elf scouts surrounded Tomad. Farther away, burly tauren warriors were cleaning the battlefield, dragging the corpses of barbarian orcs one after another, and then all came from the city.  Throw it down.  After seeing this scene, Viscount Tonks felt that his whole body was cold, his muscles were stiff, and his eloquent tongue seemed to be suddenly rusty, and he could not speak a word.  "You came just in time, Lord Viscount Tonks." Thomasad raised his eyes, and there seemed to be some surprise in those golden eyes, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.  "Those guys shouldn't come here to die for the second time tonight, but the sentries still have to be in place. Starting from tomorrow night, I would like to ask you to arrange manpower to throw down a torch every twenty meters, and then put it out.  Throw another one, so that you won't be attacked by those barbarians at night, don't you think so?" Viscount Tonks took a deep breath, making his voice calm and respectful, "You are absolutely right?  "Lord Tomad, I promise to do this well." "Of course, Lord Viscount, your reaction is faster than Lord Toth. I believe you can do a good job."  After saying what he meant, Tomad didn't even look at Viscount Tonks, whose face suddenly turned pale. He strode down the ramp and walked down the city wall, and met Thoth who was leading dozens of steel fist knights.  The Lord said hello.  "It's just a few barbarians who reached the top of the city. They've all been dealt with Yes, Lord Viscount Tonks arrived just now. Just let him take charge now Let's go back and rest." A gust of night wind blew, Tang  Viscount Kerx shivered involuntarily, holding onto the crenel with both hands, trying his best to hide his almost trembling body.  "Gods, he must have discovered something, right? No, this is impossible, but Feng Derek is so close to him, will there be any problems?"
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