Looking at the orcs struggling to climb up, Hans immediately ordered the soldiers to pour buckets of boiling "golden juice" on them.

Although the orcs were tall, they were equally agile and managed to escape within a few dodges, only causing pain to the orcs holding the ladder below.

The stench and high temperature poured all over the body, and even the thick-skinned orcs were so hot that they jumped to the point of being burned. One by one, they fell under the "biochemical" weapons, dying miserably and leaving a stink for thousands of years.

Mosa looked at the leading soldiers climbing up the city wall, and then being stabbed by the dense spears into bloody gourds and falling down. He was not anxious at all, but smiled contemptuously. This was just the beginning.

Soon, a group of orcs took off the short spears on their backs, the muscles on their arms bulged high, and threw them towards the city wall with all their strength.

"Defense! Defense!"

Soldiers holding large shields like door panels stepped forward one after another to build a copper wall and an iron wall on the city wall. However, due to the rush of processing time, many large shields were pierced by the powerful and heavy spears.

The shield soldiers and archers behind were stabbed to the core.

Allen quickly directed his men to fill the vacancies, but he only felt a shadow covering him, and a sound of air friction came, and he subconsciously raised his sword to resist.

He felt like he was hit by a bull, and he staggered suddenly. He took several steps back before regaining his balance. He looked up and found an orc with dark green skin, and his two large fangs were still stained.

minced meat.

He held a thigh bone of an unknown animal in his hand, and he swung it with great force, knocking away seven or eight militiamen who were trying to surround him. Those who were hit by the bone stick would die, and the bones and tendons would be broken next to him.

The fate of folding.

Allen was so angry that he jumped up with a big sword in both hands, surrounded by fighting spirit, and fought with him...

Although they were well prepared, the city wall was too weak, and soon the orcs broke through the defense line with their bravery and fearlessness.

Fortunately, Hans, Holm and others led the soldiers and turned into a fire brigade, running around to somewhat contain the orcs' wolf-like attack.

Ryan stood on a high place, holding a big sword with both hands, staring coldly at the battle ahead. Both the sword and the armor were the equipment of Viscount Kaiser. They were extremely gorgeous, making Ryan stand out in this battlefield of blood and fire.

It looks dazzling.

Ham held the Black family flag in his hand and led a team of guards to quietly guard Ryan.

No matter where you are on the city wall, as long as you look up and look behind you, you can see Ryan's figure. He is like a sculpture, watching everyone...

Colin threw down a can of kerosene, and then threw down a torch. The raging flames instantly enveloped a group of orcs below, and thick smoke rose into the sky, accompanied by the roar of the orcs being burned by the flames.

He felt a sense of relief in his heart, wiped the blood on his face, and his thin face looked unusually ferocious. He spat viciously at the orcs below and said, "So you beasts are also afraid of death."

He bent down and picked up a long spear from the ground, and was about to stand up when he heard a burst of sound in the air, and then he heard an urgent voice blasting in his ears:

"Get away from—"

He only felt that he was pushed by someone and fell directly to the ground. A muffled groan rang in his ears, and a little warm liquid splashed on his eyelids.

Colin opened his eyes and found team leader Laurie lying on the cold ground. A crudely made short spear had pierced his breastplate. His body was twitching unconsciously, and the ground was soaked with blood.

The serious face was already stiff, his eyes were wide open, and he made a "ho ho ho" sound in his throat.

"Captain, Captain." Colin crawled to Laurie's side, watching all this at a loss. He grabbed Laurie's blood-stained hand and called his name over and over again.

Laurie was speechless. He just squeezed Colin's hand tightly, as if he wanted to transfer his last strength to him.

"Captain, hold on, hold on, I'll stop your bleeding, I'll stop your bleeding..." Colin panicked and hurriedly tore off a few strands of cloth from his body to plug the gaps around the spear.

But the wound was too big, and the blood couldn't stop flowing out. Laurie's pupils gradually dilated, and his life flashed through his mind quickly, and finally his consciousness returned to darkness...

Colin was still tearing the strip of cloth, but he felt the warmth on Laurie's hand passing quickly. He glanced at his eyes, and the hand that was tearing the strip of cloth suddenly became stiff.

Two lines of hot tears slipped from Colin's cheeks, mixed with the blood on his face and fell to the ground. Colin closed his eyes gently for him, picked up the spear on the ground and rushed towards the orcs who rushed up the city wall...

Fires shot up into the sky everywhere, and the first batch of siege ladders set up by the orcs were all burned down. There were burning flames and thick black smoke everywhere under the city wall.

The flames blocked the orcs like a barrier, but a blue halo of light flashed away, and light rain fell in the sky, extinguishing all the flames.

Feeling the cold raindrops hitting his body, Ryan closed his eyes helplessly. The other party's shaman was very calm, and used several magic spells just right, leaving people helpless.

"The orcs are here again, kerosene, kerosene!" Hans shouted as he lifted a big stone and threw it down.

"Sir, the kerosene has been used up and the firewood has been wet. It can't boil the golden juice." A soldier replied with a gloomy face.

A rain on the other side not only extinguished the fire, but also wetted the stored wood. Now it is impossible to start a fire.

Several more siege ladders were set up on the broken city wall, and the bloody orcs began to launch an offensive along the siege ladder. The soldiers dragged their tired bodies and threw stones and logs down one by one.

The strength of the orcs far exceeded Ryan's expectations. You can often see a terrifying scene of an orc charging forward with several feather arrows stuck in his body. The visual impact caused by this is extremely powerful.

Another area was broken through by orcs. A somewhat short orc leader carried a meteor hammer and smashed a soldier's head to pieces. Blood spattered everywhere in his path, and corpses were strewn across the field.

Seeing this, Allen struggled to hold up his body with his sword. Although he was lucky enough to win the last battle with the orc leader, he was hit in the chest by his bone club, and his combat effectiveness was suddenly reduced.

Facing such an orc leader now would most likely mean life or death, but he still gritted his teeth and charged forward with his sword. One of the knight's life tenets is that even in the face of death, one cannot stop charging!

The long chain with a hammer body as big as a vinegar bowl hit Allen with a roar that tore through the air. Allen blocked it with his sword, only to hear a "clang", the long sword came out of his hand, and the whole person flew backwards.

go out.
Chapter completed!