Lord of all tribes

Chapter 174 Anti-Piracy (Readers please subscribe after an hour)
After all, this hope did not become despair.

Earl Jon's excitement was completely overwhelmed, and the appearance of aristocratic and gentleman he usually established was completely gone, and what was left was only the most primitive excitement.

It has been two days and nights under the main force of the alien allied forces. At this moment, the city wall of Versilia has completely become a Shura hell. Bloodstains and remains of unknown owners.

The city of Versilia has exhausted its last drop of blood and exhausted its strength, and what they are performing is the most brutal suppression of death.

The original [-]-strong regular army in Versilia City has been completely wiped out in the past few days, leaving only cold dead bodies that have not yet had time to be burned.

The huge pit for burning corpses in the center of the city has not been extinguished these days. Every day, those blood-stained corpses are the best fuel.

Most of the people who are still standing on the walls of Versilia City and guarding the city that has been swept by the flames of war are newly recruited young and strong, and only a few city guards who seem to have healthy limbs are commanding the battle.

Orcs and barbarians alternately launched fanatical attacks on the city of Versilia, and the centaur archers also quickly pulled the bows and arrows in their hands, sending thousands of arrows raining down on the blood-soaked city.

It is an indisputable fact that the alien coalition forces are very strong. The tall and strong walls of Versilia City did not stop them from walking, and the tens of thousands of elite Versilia city guards did not stop them at the bottom of the city. A steel crossbow also disappeared invisible amidst the sound of wanton killing.

Destruction was invading the city, and survival became the most extravagant thing. When the centaur archer let go of the bowstring in his hand again, rows of young men who hadn't stood on the city wall for more than an hour fell down.

Groups of young and strong became consumables under the attack of death, and the next group of young and strong soldiers, under the organization of the remaining city guard officers, once again picked up their swords and rushed to the city wall.

The young people are terrified, they just want to live an ordinary life, hoping to show off their strength to earn a ration and support their family.

But they never thought that one day they would need to pick up a heavy sword and fight against vicious alien races.

Since they were born, they have lived in Versilia City, and their impression of Versilia City is more peaceful.

At least in the northwestern part of this chaotic kingdom, if Versilia City is said to be the safest place, no one will refute it.

But now, in this peaceful and safe city, they had no choice but to take up arms and fight to survive. They entrusted their fate to the hands of the gods.

What they thought more at the moment was, "Please protect me, Goddess of Harvest!"

There is a goddess temple that has been built for a long time in the city of Versilia, so the commoners here are no strangers to the goddess, but in normal times, all they can do is not to collide with the goddess. As for becoming a so-called believer, every week They all have to go to the temple to pray, such things should be left to those noble ladies who have nothing to do!
When you are needed, you are a god, and when you are not needed, you are a passerby.

Another wave of barbarians rushed up.

Enoch, the commander of the city guards in Versilia, frowned, staring at the few surviving soldiers of the city guards beside him, in a bad mood.

These tall barbarians can bend the siege ladder when they step on it. With the blessing of natural power, they can always exert the greatest power of the iron and wood mace in their hands.

Usually, when a barbarian ascends the city wall, it means that a section of the city wall is instantly lost. It always takes tens, or even hundreds of young and strong lives to consume them to death, and then retake that section of the city wall.

Enoch casually shot down an arrow that was flying towards him, and his mood was even worse. The damned centaur archer can always find the most suitable gap at the most suitable time, let go of the bowstring, and will kill him. The arrows were thrown onto the walls of the city of Versilia.

He, Enoch, is not afraid of these sudden arrows, and can always shoot them down when the arrows are about to reach his life gate. Does the enemy's young and strong army have such strength?

The ending is obvious. Faced with the joint attack of the orcs, barbarians and centaur archers, the city of Versilia can only choose to be beaten passively and wait for rescue.

Enoch had longed for the sight of reinforcements countless times, even if it was only a small group of soldiers, it would bring him extraordinary confidence.

However, every time you look back and stare, you will always get more disappointment.

Enoch numbly slaughtered a half-orc who dared to charge up the city wall, and continued to search for the next target in silence.

As the commander of the city guards of Versilia City, Enoch already had the belief and plan that the city would survive and the city would be destroyed.

From the moment he climbed onto this tall city wall and overlooked these unruly alien races, many things have already been decided.

"The reinforcements are here!"

On the chaotic battlefield, I don't know who shouted, Enoch instinctively wanted to look towards the source of the sound, but when he turned his head halfway, he suddenly stopped, as if thinking of something, bitter Shaking his head, he continued to look for targets that could be slaughtered.
This kind of thing has happened too many times, every time is his hallucination, every time is like this.

When you form a certain obsession with one thing, you will mix your own thoughts with this obsession in the invisible, and then in the unconscious, this obsession will jump out and become a neurotic. Xi Xi's reason.

If you have this time to get rid of such obsessions, it is better to kill a few more aliens, at least this will give the city of Versilia a little more hope of surviving.

"The reinforcements are really here!"

Another shout came from nowhere, this time Enoch continued to kill the enemy without looking back.
"Reinforcements are coming."

"Look, there are a lot of reinforcements! We are all saved!"

"Great, these damned aliens are all damned!"

"Yes, kill them!"

When more and more voices came to his ears, many of them were familiar voices, at this time, Enoch's hands actually began to tremble slightly, his eyes were blurred, and he stretched out his right hand to wipe the oil on his face. The blood stains made his vision clearer, and then he turned sideways trembling.

(End of this chapter)