Looking at the goblins rushing forward in a mess following the siege towers and battering rams, as well as the orcs and gnolls carrying ladders behind the goblins.

Standing on the city wall, Count Wicks Target was visibly relieved.

Because he knew that if it was just these guys, it would be a daydream to want to capture the solid and steep city walls.

With the command of professional soldiers and officers, even civilians who are temporarily recruited can easily kill several or even dozens of goblins.

If you use shields, spears, javelins, crossbows, falling rocks, kerosene and other things, it will not be difficult to kill the first few batches of orcs and gnolls that rush up.

As long as those ogres, half-giants and trolls do not participate in the attack, the pressure of defense will not be too great.

The only thing that worried the lord was the giant red dragon that was circling above his head but never lowered its altitude.

He is like the "Sword of Damocles" hanging over everyone's head. Once he swoops down, he will inevitably cause unimaginable damage and casualties.

An officer nearby seemed to notice his lord's worry, and immediately lowered his voice to comfort him, "Don't worry too much, Lord Earl. I have just told the people in charge of operating the dragon-hunting crossbows on the arrow towers on both sides. If the dragon dares to swoop down and attack the city wall, we will definitely teach it a lesson."

"Dragon Hunting Crossbow", as the name suggests, is a large special crossbow specially used to target and hunt dragons.

It is usually made by dwarves or mages, and is blessed with many powerful enchantments.

The effective shooting distance can reach two hundred to three hundred meters.

Even the cheapest "Dragon Hunting Crossbow" is worth around 15,000 to 20,000 gold coins, and each arrow is a special enchanted arrow, costing five hundred to six hundred gold coins each.

Although expensive, almost all cities or fortresses in Faerun will buy a few in case of emergency.

After all, the threat of dragons is very real here.

No ruler dares to take it lightly.

But the problem is that Count Wicks Target knows that although the "Dragon Hunting Crossbow" has the ability to damage or even kill dragons, it is not easy to hit a dragon flying at high speed.

Many times, the dragons only need to make a sharp turn, or suddenly lower or climb their altitude, to easily make the enchanted arrows shot by the "Dragon Hunting Crossbow" miss.

However, he did not express his inner thoughts, but nodded calmly.

Because what is most needed right now is to stabilize people's hearts and let those civilians who are feeling panic and fear calm down and prepare for battle.

Exaggerating the deterrent power of the "Dragon Hunting Crossbow" is undoubtedly a good way to stabilize people's hearts.

Just like that, accompanied by the roars of the veterans and officers on the city wall, the crossbowmen began to pull the bowstrings one after another and launch covering fire at the enemies that came within range.

In the blink of an eye, groups of goblins fell down like wheat being harvested by a sickle.

Although they hold simple shields made of door panels and wooden boards in their hands, they can effectively block slashing weapons such as swords in close combat.

But facing the extremely penetrating arrows from bows and crossbows, they were basically useless.

Most of the sharp arrows penetrated the wooden boards directly, causing shocking damage to the goblins hiding behind them.

Only those lucky ones who hid behind siege towers and battering rams managed to escape.

Normally, having suddenly suffered such huge casualties, the goblins would have turned around and fled in a swarm given their nature.

But this time, just when they were about to escape, the orcs and gnoll supervision team behind them attacked and killed them mercilessly.

After suffering another two or three hundred casualties, the stupid goblins finally realized that this time these "big guys" were not just going to insult, beat and intimidate them, but were going to kill anyone who dared to escape.

Helplessly, they could only suppress the fear of death in their hearts and continue to rush forward under the hail of arrows.

After suffering considerable casualties, they finally succeeded in pushing several huge siege towers to the front of the city wall.

boom!!!!!!

Accompanied by the blinding flames and the oncoming heat waves, a dozen or so gnolls who were about to launch a charge were burned to charred corpses on the spot.

At the same time, the huge siege equipment made entirely of wood was immediately ignited and began to burn like a huge torch.

You don't need to ask to know that this must have been done by Alena.

Only she could be so impatient to release spells and strike the enemy head-on with scorching flames.

The pyromancer was very clear that the spell list he saw was basically full of flame magic of the transmutation system, which would be of no use against a red dragon that was immune to fire damage.

So there is no need to hold back, just bombard these monsters that are attacking the city.

Before long, the monster army's five siege towers were all set on fire by the raging flames, making it impossible to get close.

In contrast, quite a few goblins, orcs, jackals, and bugbears climbed up the ladders and began engaging in hand-to-hand combat with the guards on the city walls.

At this time, the Orc Twitter finally had room to show his strength. He swung the heavy two-handed axe and specifically killed those difficult guys.

The Holy Knight Eloline, together with the priests and warriors of the church, would rush to wherever a crisis occurred to "put out the fire."

This temporarily formed team is basically composed of believers of Ilmater, the god of suffering, Heim, the god of protection, and Torm, the body of justice and courage.

Since their philosophies are relatively similar, the temples often cooperate with each other and can trust each other.

The priests of Tempus, the god of war, and the Red Knight, the goddess of strategy, prefer to stand with the soldiers, providing them with various healing and strengthening spells while wielding maces and flails to smash the enemies' skulls.

In the eyes of these lunatics who are madly in love with fighting, war and strategy, the current war is simply the best gift to the gods they serve.

You have to know that the priests in Furen are not those auxiliary professions in many games who wear thin and sexy robes and can only hide behind teammates to heal.

Just the opposite.

When they put on sturdy armor, pick up weapons and shields and step into the battlefield, they will make most warriors ashamed.

Especially those priests who have mastered both warrior skills and expertise. After casting a large number of enhancement spells on themselves, they can directly rush into the middle of the monsters and become invincible.

The most brutal Tempus priests even teamed up to clear out a section of the city wall that had just been occupied by the monsters.

The scarred armor and weapons were covered with dark red blood, white brains and pink intestines.

But they didn't care at all. Instead, they grinned with a "nuclear-good" smile, obviously enjoying the process of fighting and killing.

"Master, this place seems a bit dangerous. I suggest you step back a bit. Otherwise, you will be easily hit by the flying rocks."

The soldier used his shield to block an arrow shot from a distance and suggested with a vigilant look on his face.

Even though those stupid and ignorant monsters didn't know how to measure distance at all.

But as I operated it more and more, I gradually mastered some tricks.

Moreover, under their manipulation, the stones thrown by those catapults are comparable to the "Brownian motion bombs" of a certain major country in South Asia.

No one knew where it would fly to or what it would hit.

It is this serious uncertainty that makes the soldiers full of worries.

(End of this chapter)