Just the opposite!

He first got a general idea of ​​the types and numbers of monsters in this army.

Then gather the chiefs of each tribe together and intimidate these guys by releasing the "Dragon Power".

Finally, he integrated the originally unorganized and unmanaged mob into several parts, and the "supervisor" appointed by him personally was responsible for command and dispatch.

On the other hand, the priests among the orcs and gnolls were also gathered and organized into separate teams.

The main role of these guys is to add various BUFFs to all the main forces before launching an attack to ensure that they will not be at a disadvantage in close combat.

After all, the major temples in the city of Myratma will also send priests to bestow the same enhanced divine spells on human soldiers.

In addition, Beltogas personally flew over the city of Myratma and scouted the places on the city walls where the crossbows and ballistas were placed.

Because those huge, sharp and sturdy arrows are the few weapons that can threaten and harm adult or even middle-aged dragons.

His public appearance immediately aroused tension among most civilians in the city.

Since there is only one wizard tower in the entire Myratma and arcane magic power is extremely scarce, there is no air defense capability at all.

If a firefly flew into the city from above and then swooped down spewing scorching flames, most of the city would be engulfed in flames in an instant.

If the warehouses storing the stored grain were burned, the war would be impossible to continue.

So after confirming that Zuo Si and others had slept for more than eight hours, Earl Wicks Target immediately sent someone to gather the entire team, including the harpists Jaheira and Khalid, to the hall of the lord's mansion to discuss countermeasures.

He said directly without any nonsense: "Everyone! At two o'clock in the afternoon, many people in the city saw a red dragon flying over their heads.

Although he did not swoop down to attack, he had already caused considerable panic.

I hope you can think of a way to at least ensure that this dragon cannot fly in and out of the city with impunity.

Otherwise, large areas of residential areas and warehouses storing supplies in the city may be burned to ashes by the attack of this red dragon."

"Is this dragon here for reconnaissance?"

A strange light flashed in Zuo Si's eyes.

Because he was basically certain that the red dragon that suddenly appeared above the city was definitely not Wilmes.

It should be another male red dragon, Beltogas, who was lured here.

Now that the "scapegoat" is in place, the next "dragon slaying script" can begin.

After all, in Zuo Si's eyes, the thousands of monsters outside the city are all mana waiting to be harvested.

In addition, killing on this scale will inevitably lead to an increase in basic attributes.

He had always hoped to use this method to gradually make up for his attributes with relatively low values.

The Earl nodded seriously, "Yes! He is here to investigate.

Moreover, they almost figured out the locations of the large crossbows we had placed on the city walls and arrow towers.

The dragon's caution and cunning were far beyond my expectations.

I thought they would attack directly."

Jaheira seemed to have thought of something and immediately interrupted, "Not only that! Khalid and I were once captured by a gnoll patrol while investigating the camp.

When these monsters brought us to the front of the red dragon, we all lost consciousness in an instant.

If nothing unexpected happens, he should have cast some kind of charm or mind control spell.

This means that the red dragon may cast a spell to control the officers commanding the battle on the city wall, causing the entire defense line to fall into chaos. "

"Damn it! Wouldn't that be even more troublesome?"

Not only him, but also the knight standing aside and responsible for arranging defenses frowned.

After all, a red dragon that can fly, breathe fire, and has extremely strong defense and vitality is already quite difficult to deal with.

Now we have to add charm and control spells...

Just when the scene fell into silence, Zuo Si took the initiative to stand up and said with a smile: "Please don't worry, Lord Earl. As long as Myratma can hold on until nightfall, leave the rest to us."

"Hold on till nightfall? You mean..."

Lord Wicks Target seemed to realize something.

But before he could finish his words, a soldier, gasping for breath, rushed in from outside, shouting at the top of his lungs: "No... It's bad! The monster army outside the city has begun to attack the city!"

"What? How could it be so fast? They clearly haven't built enough siege equipment yet!"

The Count sprang up from his chair.

"But they have a dragon! A red dragon hovering over the city! Our people are very nervous now!" the soldier explained hurriedly.

"It looks like we have to fight a defensive battle first. Come on, Earl. Let's go to the city wall together. Otherwise, those civilians and ordinary soldiers who are temporarily recruited will not be able to withstand the attack of the dragon." Zuo Si suggested calmly.

"You're right! Especially at this time, we can't retreat even a little bit."

With the help of his servants, Earl Wicks Target quickly put on his family's magic armor, picked up a spear that gleamed with silver light, and was the first to lead the way outside.

In Faerun, a land filled with intrigue, intrigue, and countless powerful monsters, there is little chance of "waste" among the ruling aristocracy.

In other words, waste simply cannot survive in such a cruel and harsh environment.

The higher the status of a noble, the more likely they are to either have a very high level of warrior, or rely on their huge financial resources to become a wizard or warlock, or rely on their powerful connections to become a priest serving the gods.

Because only in this way can they allow their family to survive in this crisis-ridden world and continue to grow and develop.

Before leaving the gate of the manor, Earl Wicks Target kissed his wife, two underage sons and a little daughter who was only seven or eight years old affectionately.

When the group crossed the street and reached the wall near the city gate, they could already see the monster overseer waving a whip, driving those messy goblins to push several huge siege towers and battering rams slowly forward.

Behind these cannon fodders were densely packed orcs, gnolls, lizardmen and snakemen that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Creatures as powerful as trolls, ogres, and half-giants were organized into a separate team, apparently prepared to be sent to break through the city gates and tear through the defenses at the critical moment.

Given the quality of most human soldiers, it is not easy to stop these guys.

Especially this group of trolls, ogres and half-giants, all of whom were covered with thick armor plates for protection, just like human tanks.

Even the shortest ogre is three meters tall, a half-giant can grow to three and a half meters, and a troll is over four meters and two.

Usually, just one hit from the stick could turn several people into meat patties or meat paste.

Such a huge difference in size and strength is enough to turn the bravest person into a coward in an instant.

In addition, those catapults that looked very crudely made but were enough to pose a huge threat to the city walls had also slowly begun to throw stones.

Unfortunately, the gnolls, who had little knowledge and culture, obviously didn't know how to adjust the distance.

After several launches, the missiles were still a long distance away from the city wall.

Two of the big rocks even hit their own people on the head.

Seven or eight goblins were killed on the spot, and a large number were injured.

Although the monsters built many siege equipment for themselves by enslaving human captives, they really couldn't use these "high technologies" due to their lack of knowledge and education.

(End of this chapter)