Monster Minotaur

After a long period of deployment, under the will of the gods, the mainland's allied forces once again formed a unified whole, just like when they invaded this world. The only difference from the beginning was their strength. The advantage has been lost. Without the power of the runes, they are not that strong in front of monsters, and they are novices in the study of magic. They are no match for the demons of hell. Even if the coalition has an advantage in numbers, the direction of the war is uncertain. But it doesn't necessarily mean there are many people.

The first joint army assembled in Carthage has arrived in front of the fortress named Teclis. The tall city walls and the shield power they have never seen before make the army's mages have no idea how to capture this city. Fortress, there is no certainty. But they had no other choice. This fortress blocked their main route of advance. If this nail was not pulled out, their large army would not be able to pass at all.

The other mountain roads are too narrow, and groups of monsters will guard them tightly, unable to take advantage of their numerical advantage, so there is no difference between walking there and conquering here. The attack on the fortress has been going on for several months after the coalition forces arrived. Attacks were launched almost every once in a while, but apart from leaving corpses of various races behind, there was no result at all.

However, the coalition forces are not anxious about this result. They have a large number of back-up personnel and high-quality supplies provided by the economic powerhouse Carthage. They can still afford it now. It is impossible to capture a fortress of this size within a long period of time.

And when it comes to conquering such a strong fortress, there have even been sieges that lasted for more than decades in history, so the consumption of several months is within the normal range. After all, this is an attack by the intelligent race on the entire continent against a powerful demon king. If it could be ended simply, there would be no need to mobilize the power of the entire continent.

On a sunny and gloomy morning, the horn of attack was sounded again. The soldiers who had already assembled were walking towards the high wall in the distance with neat steps. Above their heads is a light blue shield. The mobile shield invented by Maro's great magician played a role that cannot be ignored in this war. If it were not for the existence of this thing, the monsters would The damage that our artillery can cause is chilling to think about.

There are four legions responsible for the attack this time, two large human infantry legions, two relatively small elf legions, and a dwarf legion. However, everyone knew that the elves went to pile corpses under the city. The only thing they had to do was to control the improved magic shield and provide some necessary arrow rain suppression. Their population was already sparse and they could not withstand the consumption of war. The fact that the elves are only responsible for aid is the result of the discussion among the big shots, otherwise they would not come to help.

As for those dwarves with beards and wheat-yellow skin smelling of alcohol, they would actually participate in the attack on the city. But no one had much hope for them. After all, they did not get weapons called muskets from the demon king like their gray dwarf cousins ​​who were driven underground. With their short stature, they suffered a lot in the war and went to the battlefield. It's just a show of cuteness. What more people hope is that they can be responsible for repairing weapons or making some powerful siege equipment. That is the role that dwarves can play.

But since they are part of the coalition, just letting them do the hard work of blacksmithing will obviously not satisfy these guys who love to drink. So there is a situation like this now. Some warlike dwarves are organized into legions and then sent to the battlefield to experience their war. Those who survive will go to blacksmithing and leave this blood-type meat grinder.

When the entire attacking queue left the vicinity of the military camp and was halfway there. The usual bombardment came, and the orange explosive fire illuminated the faces of all the attacking soldiers, and the light blue magic shield swayed in the explosion, like a soap bubble that might burst at any time. Such shelling will occur in every attack. Veterans who have survived the battlefield have long been accustomed to it. They know that although the membrane looks fragile, it can withstand the attack for them and safely send them to the city wall. the edge of.

The calmness of the veterans mixed in with the legion quickly infected the recruits who had just arrived on the battlefield. Although they were still a little scared, they already knew that the explosions would not hurt them, and they gradually straightened themselves up. With a slightly bowed waist, he strode towards the majestic fortress.

Soon the magic shield approached the red rune shield. At this time, they could no longer move forward, otherwise the power of the runes would tear through the magic shield, exposing the entire team to artillery fire and musket attacks. down, and even if the attack fails, it will not be possible to cover the surviving soldiers from leaving here. Therefore, the elf mages need to wait here to maintain the magic shield until the attack is completed, and the elf archers will also be on standby here, entering the rune shield at any time to provide arrow feather assistance.

The veterans who came to this place to take charge of the entire team knew that this was where they really had to fight. Before the final charge, they shouted to the entire team some combat skills that they had already said several times. Everyone was listening attentively, how to duck forward to avoid the attack called a musket, and some useful life-saving techniques. For the big men, the battle is victory, but for these low-level soldiers, first of all It is true to hold on to your own life.

After a few simple and rude instructions from the veterans, the battle officially began. All the warriors rushed out of the magic shield that protected themselves and rushed towards the red shield that was close at hand. The originally dense plastic surgery fell apart at this moment, except for those holding shields and wearing heavy armor, who were responsible for erecting and stabilizing the ladder. Except for the soldiers, everyone should not stay together as much as possible. This is a lesson learned by the coalition forces over several months and the lives of thousands of people. For those gray dwarf musketeers on the fortress Generally speaking, the denser the crowd, the more popular it is. After all, a dense crowd means a high hit rate.

The real battle started at this moment. The running of the warriors made their armors make a clicking sound as they rubbed against each other. They were already lined up on the high wall, waiting for their gray dwarf musketeers, aiming at their own guns. The target pulled the trigger, and behind the gray dwarf musketeers, there was a group of monsters with super strong arms, throwing the ignited black spheres down the city wall one by one. Although the bullet rain from muskets is not as dense as that from bows and arrows, it is much better in terms of deterrence and range.

Charge! Don't stay where you are! A veteran kicked the soldier hiding behind Shi Lei and shouted: Hiding here will only lead to death! If you don't want to be blown to pieces, charge me! Charge! Charge! Charge! There are some Shi Lei that can be avoided under the city wall. These are certainly not good intentions to defend against monsters. This is a naked trap. Facing attacks from muskets and arrows, people will always subconsciously want to find something solid and evasive to hide in, and these Shi Lei really set them up for this reason.

After the coalition soldiers learned to keep their skirmishers in shape under musket fire, these stone formations were erected overnight. Once there are enough people hiding from Shi Lei, the artillery that has already calculated the coordinates will take these guys to the sky. It is easy for close-range artillery fire to hit your own wall, but it is different if you calculate it in advance. These Shi Lei are the calculated impact points of the artillery shells.

Under the roar of the veterans, the four or five recruits hiding behind Shi Lei rushed out again, rushing towards the city wall like crazy. The moment they left Shi Lei, the roar of the falling shells made a loud noise, turning the Shi Lei they had just hidden into a crater. All this made the recruits feel frightened, and they were even more grateful to the boss. In fact, for this lesson to be learned, the veteran who had experienced a siege was also saved due to the warning of others.

If the four or five recruits finish this siege and are still alive, they will pass on this experience when they participate in the next siege. In addition to learning through books, humans also learn through oral transmission.

The soldiers in heavy armor finally brought the ladders to the wall and erected them one by one. The soldiers under the city wall climbed up the high wall one by one like ants along the long ladder. The elven archers in the distance also entered the range of the red shield at this time, shooting arrows to cover the siege of the human warriors, and the accurate arrows took away the gray dwarves on the city wall from a distance. life, and for a time the musket fire was suppressed, allowing the human soldiers to advance.

There is a reason why this fortress cannot be conquered for several months. Black projectiles that can explode are constantly thrown down, and the position where the ladder is hung is particularly taken care of. Even the warriors holding the ladder, wearing rare heavy armor, were helpless in the face of such an explosion. The erected ladder quickly fell into pieces, and the warriors under the city wall turned into minced meat. Some people were lucky. He climbed onto the city wall, and what awaited him were piles of high-quality weapons.

Even wearing armor, they had no ability to resist. They were dismembered into pieces by the huge force. This attack undoubtedly failed again. The retreat horn sounded from the military camp in the distance. The soldiers, who had already lost their patience, immediately turned around and rushed in the direction they came from. Only less than half of the nearly 5,000 human soldiers who set out were left at this time. The number of people, the number of people who can run away quickly, and the responsibility is only less than a thousand.

The sun slowly set below, and noon had passed. The soldiers who were still alive under the high wall were wailing. Some monsters came down from the city wall in hanging baskets, collecting the weapons and armor from the warriors, and removing the corpses. The fragments were piled up and transported back to the fortress in hanging baskets. Human corpses are quite delicious food for monsters. The war will last for who knows how long, and every supply is very important.

Although the few Salt soldiers in the fortress were disgusted by eating human corpses, most of them stopped after Mo Yan said that they would give part of their supplies to the monsters to eat. Everyone chose silence. To maintain the size of the nearly 20,000 troops in the fortress, the supply of food is very important. The Salt people are not noble enough to let themselves starve out of disgust. The most they can do is not watch the monsters eat.