Jon Hull blew the majestic bronze horn, urging the warriors of the Bear Tribe to charge forward. Hundreds of corpses piled up at the foot of the city wall. The blood flowing out not only dyed the wall red, but also made the rough crenellations slippery, making climbing the city wall a very dangerous thing. However, Qiang Hel knew that he had no way to retreat, and so did the Bear Tribe. Zulu Gritouzi has never been a leader willing to accept defeat. In the early morning, he had issued a cruel order to the entire army. Today there will be no more clarion calls to retreat or withdraw troops. There will only be attacks, attacks, and attacks again, and we will seize the solid fortress in front of us at all costs. The two tribal leaders who persuaded the king of the barbarian beasts to take back his life were chopped off and paraded around the camp on the points of spears, which fully demonstrated the determination of Zulu Gritoutz. Throughout the morning, a bloody massacre fell on the fortress defenders and the orc army at the same time. The charge was repelled twenty times, and a team of seven thousand people smashed their heads on the city wall with bloodshed. However, Zulu Gritotz had a heart as solid as stone. He ordered all the cowering soldiers to be killed, and then personally beat the drum and asked the three groups, including the Bear Tribe, to continue the attack. If the last wall of Tallon Fortress was not too narrow and not suitable for a large army to fight, Zulu Gritoutz would definitely use all the troops in his hands to destroy the fortress in one fell swoop. With the city head in sight, Jon Hull threw down his horn, and a loud war song burst out from his chest, followed by the chorus of six hundred outstanding warriors from the Bear Tribe. Amidst the terrifying and majestic war songs, the barbarian orcs began to charge into the battle, forcing the human army to retreat step by step with their large axes, war hammers and giant swords. Jon Hull pushed forward hard and quickly squeezed to the front of the team. The battle ax in his hand was deeply embedded in the helmet of a human knight, cutting him to the ground. Then he blocked the surprise attack of a big pilgrim and used his backhand. With a strike of the ax, blood burst out, and the big pilgrim let out a terrible cry. Blood gushed out from his chest, and he fell to the ground. Strong? Hull had no chance to completely deal with his opponent, so he was forced back by several spears, leaving a small scar on his right shoulder. Fortunately, those two people were obviously the core of this human company. After one death and one injury, the team in front of them was obviously shaken. The warriors of the Bear Tribe took the opportunity to kill and quickly broke through the human defense line, then widened the gap left and right, and seized a foothold. "Victory is right in front of you, kill, rush forward and kill!" Cheers burst out. However, John Hull soon discovered that he was happy too early. The young human with a pair of golden eyes personally led the team to launch a counterattack. Even in the fiercest battle, this man would not yell or curse. He just pursed his lips, waved the sharp sword left and right, and smashed a Another barbarian warrior fell to the ground. A dozen tauren warriors followed closely behind him, as well as seven or eight pilgrims wearing silver-plated chain mail. These people cut into the barbarian line like unstoppable sharp knives, and in the blink of an eye, strong Hull was killed. The results just achieved were in vain. Strong? Hull was so angry that he almost went crazy. He roared and wanted to rush forward and chop off the opponent's head. But the barbarian orcs who fled in front of the Griffin Sword were squeezing and bumping around aimlessly, making it impossible for him to rush past. After a period of chaos, Jon Hull found that he had been squeezed near the crenellations of the city wall. Here, the barbarian orcs who had no way to retreat finally put up a desperate resistance and withstood the human counterattack in a short period of time. A corpse of a human knight tripped Qiang Hel, causing him to stagger two steps and almost fall off the city wall. Jon Hull cursed and kicked the corpse, and suddenly found a sharp javelin poking at the chest of the corpse. An idea appeared in the mind of the barbarian leader. He quickly pulled out the javelin, and then jumped on it. Crenel. The field of vision suddenly widened, and indeed Tomad's figure could be clearly seen from here, as well as the roaring warriors running around in front of him like a group of wild dogs with their backs broken. Strong? Hull raised his javelin high and aimed at the target. "It's a little far, but it doesn't matter," he thought. "The God of March will favor the loyal warriors and let us break through this damn fortress. Now as long as we kill this guy in front of us, the human side's front will collapse, and I will also gain immortal fame." Tomad is here Fighting hard, he didn't even notice that he had been targeted by Rape Hull. Every swing of the gryphon sword was perfect. The sword blade sliced ??through the wrists, joints and throats of the barbarian orcs with just the right amount of force, dizzyingly fast, intertwining in front of the body to form a sheet that brought death and harm. Broken optical network. If his swordsmanship was a bit flashy in the past, after ten days of life and death fighting, there was almost no flaw left. Strong? Hull tensed the muscles in his arms, and the coming fame made his heart beat wildly. "?After killing him, I am" The leader of the barbarian orcs thought this way, but suddenly saw a slender black figure passing by from the corner of his eye. The right side of his neck seemed to have been hit by something, but it was not serious. Because it doesn't hurt at all. Jon Hull told himself, but he still touched it with his left hand. What made him feel a little confused was that what he touched seemed to be the handle of a dagger. handle? "Jiang Hull frowned, his eyes continued to stare at Tomad's figure, looking for the moment when he was most likely to reveal his flaws. "This is impossible, why didn't I feel bleeding and pain? " The stone crenellations under his feet shook once, and then again. Jon Herr cursed and lowered his body, but his hands and feet suddenly became numb, so that this movement finally caused him to fall off the wall. On the ground As he whizzed closer to him, Jon Herr suddenly realized that his mouth was filled with the taste of blood, and his tongue seemed to have licked something sharp. It was really a dagger, and it was quenched with paralyzing poison once. The potentially fatal sneak attack was easily resolved by the leader of the Blood Sisters, Verna Yemei. This happened more than once or twice. The Dark Elf Scouts, Blood Sisters and Shadow Assassins used their ghostly skills to wander around the battlefield. Although the number of attacks was not many, he never failed every time. Not only did he allow the strong ones among the beastmen to be brutally assassinated, but he also protected important figures on the human side more than once. There were still about three hours before sunset. The entire defense line on the last wall was being tested, but it never collapsed. Four or five companies were wiped out, and more than a dozen companies lost more than half and were forced to withdraw and regroup. and Lord Toth were always fighting on the front line, and even military information could only be conveyed by the shouts of the messengers. Many names were added to the list of those killed and seriously injured. When the messengers called out the name of Bull, nicknamed Big Stupid Cow. At that moment, Tomad couldn't help but shuddered, and he chopped down the enemy in front of him with his sword, and then turned around, "What's wrong with Bull?" Did he sacrifice? " "Yes, sir. Just now, the Deloma company was defeated, the company captain Crewe Knight was killed, and Bull was seriously injured and was sent to a field hospital. But before the herbalist could stop the bleeding, he died. " Tomad was silent for a few seconds, then nodded, "I understand. "He whispered, turned around, and slashed the enemy in front of him with more fierce and precise sword skills. He could not be depressed because of Bull's death in the battle. After the war began, no less than a hundred of the pilgrim brothers were killed. There are more than a dozen brothers who are too seriously injured and will never be able to hold the sword again even after magical treatment. However, Bull is one of Tomad's recognized friends after all, although the process of becoming a friend. It originally contained some utilitarian elements. ¡°May your heroic soul enjoy eternal peace in the golden palace of the Lord of Justice, Brother Boer. "Tomad murmured a blessing, and the long sword quickly retracted, and a huge ax passed by, and several thick fingers were cut off with a scream. Then the sword blade thrust forward like lightning, and a A two-meter-tall barbarian warrior fell back with his hands on his throat, and then collapsed. "Dun? Dirac was killed!" " "The Grim Reaper, the Grim Reaper is coming! " There were bursts of panicked shouts from the ranks of the barbarian orcs. The wedge embedded in the fortress defenders was broken without any attack, and they retreated. A dozen steel fist knights took the opportunity to rush up, shoulder to shoulder, and blocked them with large shields. The orcs pushed down the city. The battle continued for another hour, and the city walls were still covered with orc soldiers. The intensity was no different from that at dawn. The reserve team had been replaced three times in a row, and in the end almost all the soldiers were still standing. They all replenished the defense line. Only Bishop Kurgan and more than a hundred seriously injured people were sitting in the rear. On the left side of the city wall, Marquis Dragonson led the last twenty guards to join the battlefield and repelled a surprise attack launched by the barbarian orcs. ; On the right, Viscount Tonks fought side by side with Lord Thoth, his blond hair was stained with blood, but surprisingly, the Lord Viscount's swordsmanship was not bad, and he stabbed several Roarers in succession with his thin thorn sword. The warrior's eyes and throat. A new danger appeared near the city gate. After several hours of hard work, the bronze-wrapped battering ram was finally transported to the bottom of the last city wall. Dozens of strong orcs pulled the rope. , the sound of impact became heavier each time. Trish Blood Snake led the Dark Elf troops to launch two raids. More than a hundred barbarian orcs died from daggers and crossbows. However, the siege ram was firmly protected by thousands of barbarian orcs. They got up, and there were more than a dozen powerful people hidden in them who were not inferior to the Grand Knight Commander. The attack by the dark elves ultimately failed, and even Trish Blood Snake and Verna Ye Mei were injured. boringAfter one impact, the oak door latch, which was as thick as a colonnade, made an ominous crackling sound under the heavy blow. This sound greatly boosted the morale of the barbarian orcs and also made the fortress defenders panic. Tomad had to temporarily allocate manpower to guard the gate. Considering the need to resist the attack of the elite barbarian orcs, Anzanna Bloodhorn and the remaining fifty tauren warriors became the only feasible option now. The tauren warriors were quickly assembled, but Anzanna Bloodhorn was missing. Tomad sent out several calls through the tattoo space and finally got an answer. Half a minute later, the female tauren who loves cooking more than killing ran wildly along the corridor of the square, carrying a full can of hot soup in her right hand and a heavy black steel spatula with a flat end in her left hand, with a pile of steaming stuffing on it. cake. "Teacher, these are the 'hand-rolled noodles' and the 'special meat pie from the east side of the imperial capital' that you taught us to make a few days ago. How do you like it?"