A day and a night of fighting had greatly drained Piruf's spirit. His head was buzzing and his muscles were sore as if they had been bitten by lemons.
The ground beneath his feet was shattered by his powerful attacks.
Due to long-term exercise, the sticky striped gecko mucus that Piluf applied on his body has dried up and lost its effectiveness, just like a layer of plastic film stuck on his strong chest.
The coldness on the plains irritated Piluf's nerves again and again, as if it was going to eat him alive.
If it weren't for Piluf's excellent defense and extraordinary perseverance, he might have turned into an ice sculpture in the biting cold wind.
The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone on the city wall, and Piluf, who kept punching, felt a hint of warmth.
However, this warmth did not bring Piluf a good mood.
The corpses of Rose's soldiers and orcs gradually piled up on the city wall, and in the cold wind, they froze into one with the city wall.
The elite climbing troops led by Yang Yu walked along the city wall, constantly dealing with the magicians and archers who launched raids from below the city wall, creating opportunities for the orcs under the wall to climb the city.
More and more orcs climbed up the city wall and wrestled with the Rose defenders on the wall.
In the past, humans were able to resist the attacks of the orcs in Dongwang City, all relying on the heavy artillery deployed seven years ago.
Those heavy artillery pieces could greatly weaken the orcs before they reached the towering city walls.
Even if some orcs occasionally slip through the net, the human defenders can still crush the orcs who climbed onto the city walls with absolute numbers and easily drive them down the city.
If the cannon hadn't suddenly stopped firing, a tricky race like the striped gecko would have appeared.
This year, the defense should be as easy as usual.
Which bastard messed up our cannon like this
We checked the cannons over and over again to prevent any interference from the inside, so how on earth did he do it
After taking the potion from the pharmacist who came in the midst of artillery fire, Piluf planned to make plans after he had recovered his strength.
However, this is a battlefield.
The glass bottle that Piluf raised was smashed to pieces by the sudden sword blade.
The purple recovery potion and glass fragments were sprinkled on his body. The instigator kicked him in the chest and jumped to less than five meters in front of him, proudly carrying the sword on his shoulder.
“I say, you’ve been fighting for so long, you’re already out of breath, just surrender and hand over Dongwang City to us.
This originally belonged to us. You just need to return it to us. There is no need to fight us to the death.
If we continue to fight like this, I don’t know how many of your troops will be left in the end! "
"You bastard! I will tear you to pieces with my own hands!"
Piluf held the broken bottle in his hand and crushed it into pieces completely. Regardless of his fatigue and coldness, he punched Yang Yu again.
The man in front of him didn't look like an orc at all, and Piluf couldn't tell what kind of creature Yang Yu was.
During the battle, he used thorns. Could he be a plant
But how can plants move freely in such weather
It's not just him. Those striped geckos are a species that is extremely sensitive to temperature, but why can they move freely on the Cerro Vomen Plain like orcs
Why not just humans!
If it were summer, no matter how many orcs there were, I would kill them all for you to see!
Roaring and roaring, Piluf's fist missed again.
It was useless to have so much strength if he couldn't hit his target. Piluf could only vent all his anger on the wall, feeling helpless and furious.
With a loud bang, a deep pit with a diameter of ten meters was smashed into the already broken wall, and terrible cracks extended from the center of the pit to both sides of the city wall.
The city wall cracked, and an extremely terrifying crack spread from the top to the base of the wall.
Yang Yu just stood less than a meter away from the deep pit, looking down at Piluf.
"It seems that you have no intention of surrendering."
"It's so weird! It's really so weird!" Piluf pulled out his arm and pointed his frozen purple index finger at Yang Yu. "Why can you see through my attacks every time? Who are you?"
He was actually standing near the deep pit he blasted. Even if he killed Piluf, he would not believe that this was a coincidence.
The man in front of him proved his specialness with his actions.
Piluf tried again and again to use his skills to knock Yang Yu down, but Yang Yu was always able to dissolve all of those skills. There was no surprise or shock in his eyes, as if he already knew every skill he used and their power and was not surprised.
How can this be
Have I fought him before? Why don't I have any impression of him? I should have a deep memory of such a special opponent!
Piluf was sure that he had never fought with Yang Yu before.
It's not only because of Yang Yu's special appearance, but also because of Yang Yu's extremely poor attacking power.
Apart from the strange black blade attack and the dazzling orange blade attack, Yang Yu's ordinary attacks caused minimal damage to him, only slightly stronger than a few of his own generals.
The opponent's intention was obvious, which was to buy time for the siege troops and allow more orcs to climb the city walls.
It is obviously more efficient to knock down the opponent in front of you and then help your own troops.
If you don’t do that, you will definitely not be able to do it!
I had no way to knock him down and he had no way to knock me down, but this was enough for him.
Countless Rose soldiers, unafraid of the severe cold, built the city wall with their own flesh and blood, and repelled wave after wave of orc attacks.
However, in the end, there was no way to drive the orcs down from the city wall.
The number of Rose's soldiers became fewer and fewer, while the casualties of Wansheng's soldiers were even less than expected.
This war came too suddenly. Many priests in Wansheng Kingdom were new priests. As long as they had a little bit of holy light power, they would be captured and forced to become priests.
The healing abilities of these "ordained" priests may not be very strong, but they are flexible and can move flexibly on the battlefield. With one treatment, they can pull their soldiers back from the brink of death.
However, the vast majority of human priests, like magicians, are slow in movement, lack high mobility, and protection, and will only become prey to the slaughter.
To become an excellent human priest, one needs not only talent, but also a large investment of manpower and material resources.
To the Rose Empire, every priest is extremely valuable, and it is impossible to let them roam around the battlefield like the priests of the Wansheng National Army.
Another point is that since many of the priests in Wansheng Kingdom are new monks, they seem to have been the first to figure out new ways to use the holy light.
At first, Piruf thought that the light arrows shot from under the wall were support from the troops under the wall.
As a result, all the support was given by a blond elf to the man in front of him.
(End of this chapter)