Deceptive beasts that can control Qi Neng, of course, are not as afraid of fire as ordinary beasts.
And in terms of the wisdom of delusion beasts higher than wild things, even if the whole body is filled with tung oil, as long as they can get out of the center of the flames and extinguish the flame with the help of the surface of the flames, every delusion beast is extremely skilled. Ability.
However, the crimson flames just ignited in the beast tide.
The wild beasts under the city wall are about to roll over to calm the fire.
Following the fireball of the catapult, the shadow of an arrow was overwhelming like a locust.
The armor-breaking arrows equipped by the Storm Corps are all made of extremely extravagant ink steel as the arrow. Together with the well-trained small-print Tier 5 bowmen, they can easily pull hundreds of pounds of heavy strings.
Therefore, when the sharp arrow touches the body of the delusion beast, even the tyrannical bone armor on the surface of the delusion beast cannot successfully block these sharp arrows from breaking the wind.
Under the pouring of sharp arrows, they were immediately stabbed with scars.
It is true that even if it is a sharp arrow that can penetrate the defense of the delusion beast, in fact it cannot pose a deadly threat to the delusion beast.
But at this moment, almost all of the wild beasts are facing the city wall they intend to capture, and the softness of the joints is also exposed to the bowmen behind them.
So under the impact of countless sharp arrows, although the beast tide would not be killed immediately, it was immediately restricted to its ability to move, almost staggering in place with some bloatedness.
What's more deadly is that even though the beasts can handle the flames all over their bodies alone. However, when all the delusional beasts are all squeezed together, the tung oil and flames on their respective bodies are constantly passing back and forth between each other.
Even those delusional beasts that hadn't been ignited before were also being hunted down by the raging fire at this moment.
The range of tens of meters below the city wall immediately fell into the crimson like purgatory.
And with the bursts of black smoke rising up after the fur of the delusion beast burns, it is even more difficult for those flying delusion beasts that would not be disturbed by the fire to continue to attack the city wall in the thick smoke.
In a moment, the wild beast frenzy that was still trying to swallow everything was already under the flames and fell into an embarrassing situation of dilemma.
Even if it weren't for the burning wild beasts, its number would still absolutely crush the warriors in the city.
I'm afraid Winster had already issued the order and opened the gate directly to counterattack.
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At this moment, the setting sun on the horizon finally sank at the end of the earth.
The only thing that can provide vision for the warriors in the city is the still blazing fire under the city wall.
But with the fall of the sun, there is no doubt that this time has entered a more favorable time for the beast.
Although the tung oil and arrow rain did cause heavy damage to the delusion beast, it was also due to the limited strength of the Kabat Fortress. In fact, many delusion beasts in the heavy damage did not receive a real fatal blow.
And the most important thing is that as the first wave of swift and fierce offensive gradually ceases, whether it is the tung oil stored in the fortress or the arrows that the bowmen can carry, they are actually on the verge of exhaustion.
Once there are no new resources to supplement, whether it is the raging fire that lingers on the surface of the beast, or the rain of arrows that makes it difficult for the beast to move, it is actually difficult to continue.
The entire wave of beasts in the raging flames, of course, had noticed the embarrassment of the Storm Corps at the moment when the two blows had just slowed down.
As a result, countless delusional beasts, even without any command, have scattered and escaped from this blazing hell.
Although the corpse of the elusive beast that fell on the city wall and the elusive beast that has completely lost the ability to move, they can still only fight and struggle in the fire, and eventually become the raw material of the flame.
However, more delusional beasts had already withdrawn from the stalemate at the moment when they took advantage of the blow to slow down.
The darkness brought to the delusional beasts is far more than a curtain that can shade their movements.
More importantly, the beast tide in the darkness completely recovered the fierceness in the evil forest.
Obviously, it was not the city infantry who splashed tung oil that gave the fatal blow to the beasts, but the hundred crossbowmen who were detouring behind the beasts and the two catapults that sparked sparks.
So a charge in the darkness spontaneously spontaneously amidst the beast tide without hesitation.
Just as the beast tide once sieged Qin Liang, this tyrannical and fierce frenzy directly wanted to swallow all obstacles to all the existence of hindering or beating the beast tide.
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With the help of the unextinguished fire under the city wall, everyone watched the surging tide of beasts, and without hesitation, turned to the position where the bowmen were outflanked.
A look called mourning appeared on everyone's face.
Although the darkness of the night obscured the existence of the crossbowmen, it is impossible for the beast tide after being injured to remain swift.
But at this moment, within the nearby dozens of miles, the only obstacle that can block the impact of the beast wave is the Kabat Fortress surrounded by flames in front of him.
However, between the Kabat fortress and the crossbowmen, there is now that majestic tide of beasts.
So the fate of the crossbowmen is actually doomed.
"They will try their best to flee towards the Yunzong Mountains. Even if they do so, they won't survive, but at least... they will once again lead the beast tide to greater distances.
After being transformed into a beastly character, Winster's pupils flashed like a beast.
Even directly through the dark night, he can see the wild beast frenzy that is constantly rushing in the darkness.
However, seeing this scene is actually more cruel than not seeing it.
The crossbowmen who are only known for their skills, in fact, in terms of physical fitness and speed of action, even ordinary fighters are inferior to them, not to mention compared with the muscular beasts.
And the crossbowmen who have lost their arrows are no different from beasts without fangs.
Being chased by the beast tide, he could only drop the longbow on which he lived, and drew out a portable short knife that he would rarely use.
But it is obvious that this short blade, which is no longer than the palm of the hand, is actually only used to cut ropes and create traps, and can't even penetrate the wide bones of the beast.
Therefore, once the crossbowmen are overtaken by the wild beasts, in fact, they can only do their best to squeeze the arms holding the short knives into the big mouths of the wild beasts' blood basin.
Only in such a tragic way that the throat of the beast can be completely slashed, the crossbowman can successfully take away a beast that threatens his comrades at the last moment of his life.
"I only hope that we can really hold on until the second half of the night when the reinforcements arrive. If this were not the case, the tragedy that happened before our eyes at this time would probably not be known to anyone."
Winster stared fiercely at the torch, and the endless pursuit of the crossbowmen by the distant beast tide seemed to want to engrave this cruel scene deeply in his own bone marrow.
Only in this way... can we pay homage to the souls who sacrificed for the survivors in our hearts!