Just when the battle in the sewers had almost entered a one-sided phase without suspense, the battle at the head of the city had just begun its first engagement.

The combined army of the undead and the orcs was almost all within the sight of the Federation soldiers, and many of them were almost heartbroken at the sight of such a palpitating enemy lineup. The officers reluctantly encouraged the soldiers under their command while following the spittle, trying their best not to let their hearts jump out of their throats. Even so, there was a commotion on the walls of the city due to fear. However, this time, the "drunk dad" in the eyes of the soldiers, Grandpa Bernard, was not very easy to talk to. The Captain's Guard, led by the lieutenant commander, began to patrol the city walls, and soon killed a dozen soldiers who were about to flee or even make trouble, and pinned their heads to their spears and stood tall again.

During this time, the enemy finally slowly set up a large camp under the city walls, stretching almost beyond the horizon, as wide as the ocean, clearly preparing for a long-term siege.

Of course, the exact arrangement of the enemy's military formations is really unclear, because the armies of these two forces are completely unusual. The orcs have not completely broken away from the primitive tribal ignorance, and the flags and tokens used are also different, with flags, totem poles, and animal heads, which are so disorganized that they seem to be postmodern toy building blocks built by kindergarten children. It is not so much an army as a group of underworld thugs rushing the streets together, and it is difficult to judge the sequence of commanders at all levels according to the organizational standards of human armies.

As for the army of the undead, it is even more impossible to judge. The main body of this army of the living dead is a living weapon like skeleton soldiers and zombies. Absolute obedience to the direct orders of the Necromantic Lords, thus. The rigor and neatness of its military formation surpassed even the most elite legions of mankind. The Necromantic Lords of Henas can use their magical and spiritual powers to command their troops with their arm-and-fingers. Of course, there is no need for such flashy things as flags. Of course, some high-ranking Lich Masters and Necromantic Knights, or Princes of the Bloodline still need some ornate military markings, but these are a few after all, and they are not so much easy to command as some kind of props used to pretend to be forced.

Of course, the only thing that is certain is that the army of the undead is mainly deployed on the eastern city wall, and it is a feint; The orc army was mostly concentrated in the most heavily defended northern wall. It's the main attack.

The senior officers of the command did not ask with a blank face: "Eh, why didn't they mix together to cooperate with the attack?" These people are considered high-ranking federal officers at best, and no matter how unreliable they are, they will not be without common sense to this extent. You know, it's one thing to have a small number of elite soldiers mix and match into a commando team with different professions and exquisite coordination, but it is absolutely whimsical to have tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of languages, customs, equipment, queues, physiques, and now even armies with different races and life and death. If the undead and orc commanders did do such a ridiculous thing, it would probably take them days just to get their men to stand in line. The chaos that could have been caused in the meantime was immeasurable, enough for the Federation soldiers in the city to rush out and destroy them three or four times.

Of course, even if only the orcs survived, these warriors from different clans gave the khan and the captains a headache for a long time. In a word. By the time the sky had begun to turn white, the battle had finally begun.

In previous wars, the orcs gave the impression to the human nations that they were good at field warfare rather than siege cities. Of course. If you really look at it from the perspective of a military theorist, the level of field warfare of the orcs is not necessarily very high. It's just a bunch of unorganized, unorganized armed thugs -- it's just that these thugs are too superior in terms of physical quality and individual strength. The mere charge of the chaotic animal-like charge was capable of terrificing most human armies whose morale and fighting spirit were in question. So, when the orcs met the Nord "barbarians" who had a high degree of organization and were definitely not worse than them, the descendants of Orgrimmar's Heavenly Spirit Mother and the followers of the god of war were so tragic.

As for the orcs who are not good at attacking cities, this is a very normal situation. You must know that the development of civilization to this point, although in the eyes of Lu Xi, a traverser, is still very barbaric and primitive and uncivilized, but in military science and technology, especially the research of military science and technology in the way of cold weapons, has reached the extreme. This is definitely not something that can be penetrated by orcs with muscle and brute force. After all, no matter how strong your body is, you can't be as strong as the city walls and gates, right? Orcs were not "Frankish knights who could pierce the walls of Constantinople with their spears".

Well, the above stalk comes from the "history books" left by a certain Hasioha to the fine point of the teasing Byzantine princess. When Lu Xi read this, he couldn't help but sigh: Even the Elite Leading the Way Party and spiritual foreigners are imported products, and the culture of the Celestial Empire really has no contribution to the modern world at all, and it deserves to be dark every day.

There are too many examples of orcs spewing their heads and bleeding before sieges, the most famous being during the Qiming War, when the Orcs personally blessed by the War Divine Throne attacked the Iron Fist Fortress guarded by a coalition of 70,000 dwarves and humans. This continuous siege lasted for half a year, and after the orcs had paid almost half of their troops, the walls of the Iron Fist Fortress were still standing. So, this is the opportunity for Ramsid, the king of calamity, to personally take action and show his might.

From then on, the splendor of the demonic supreme king and the incompetence of the orcs in the face of solid walls will be forever recorded in the annals of history.

Siege requires a large number of advanced and diverse siege equipment, but the state of civilization is infinitely close to that of primitive society, and even the level of metallurgy is very unsatisfactory, let alone a higher level of mechanical engineering. More than a thousand years ago, when they were attacking the Iron Fist Fortress. It was actually a "broken cone" with a layer of iron wrapped in logs, and a temporary spliced ladder. Naturally, they will hit their heads in front of the towering walls of the fortress and bleed out.

At this time, though. Faced with the walls of the Black City, which were far inferior to the Iron Fist Fortress, the orcs finally seemed to be a little more obedient.

Dozens of towers, about four or five stories high, began to slowly advance through the field. Behind each tower, there are two or three mountain trolls who are constantly pushing it forward. Those trolls were just casually wrapped in cowhide in the vital parts, and for such a large monster, the pitted rocky skin on the body was the best armor.

The soldiers of the Federation were shocked by such a completely unexpected thing, perhaps they had never imagined that orcs, who were no different from primitive people in their impression, would come up with such a high-tech thing. Subsequently. The Federation soldiers began to release arrows, but the dense rain of arrows had limited effect on the engineering towers, and even more so on the trolls pushing them behind them, and the arrows that were bounced off the leather on the front of the arrow towers flew to the ground next to them, and occasionally brought down a few goblins who were preparing to charge to the death next to the engineering towers.

"Huh? Siege towers? These guys must have been covered with rhinoceros or Kodomon leather in front of the tower, right? It's much stronger than cowhide. Seeing the arrow in front of him being bounced off, the old man Bernard in the middle of the city tower showed a look of surprise: "I originally thought that these guys were barbaric primitives who didn't know the light of civilization." It seems that it is not just luck that can win the previous battle. ”

Sai Xiliu almost wanted to stomp his feet and complain when he heard this, secretly thinking that if the Federation's main fleet was really defeated by luck. Is that a slap in the face of the enemy or a slap in the face!

"Oh? Even such a large trebuchet has been erected, could it be that there are still some dwarves in the ranks of this group of green-skinned barbarians serving them? Lieutenant General Halda turned his gaze to the dozen or so large wooden shelves in the middle of the enemy crowd, where many goblins and kobold slaves were operating. Of course. Next to each shelf stood a huge figure several stories high, which should be the orc's ultimate decisive battle class, the cyclops. (Beamon is the ultimate lethal class.) ）

"If it's a dwarf. It is impossible to drive a trebuchet to this distance. The experienced veterans estimated the distance and was sure of the authenticity.

Don't look at this tower-like trebuchet, it looks huge. But the range is not too far. The largest catapult designed by man was the Urt cannon designed by the Aucklanders. Under the premise of not applying occultism, it can only smash objects under 150 kilograms to a distance of 300 meters. But. If it is designed and built by the dwarves, the "lava dragon" can throw more than 300 kilograms of stone bullets, alchemy bullets, or other strange things 1 kilometer away, which is even more exaggerated than the early black powder cannons.

No wonder with the level of craftsmanship of the dwarves, they didn't get the cannon out. Sure enough, any invention has a demand, and there will be a soil for birth! This is especially true of weapons.

"Well, we need to say hello to them too." The commander's face still wore a cynical smile of high aristocracy. I have to say that although this guy is an unreliable guy who has reached the age of a middle-aged uncle, he is still full of smuggling, even at such a juncture, he still seems to be as careless as a game world. For little girls who have never seen the world, the so-called beautiful uncle who has to be angry and exposed, should be this kind of style, right? Anyway, there were several young ladies around him, who showed a drunken nymphomaniac, and he kept rolling his eyes when he saw Sai Xiliu. Of course, what she wanted to roll her eyes more was that it was obviously in the command post of the city defense, and even the supreme commander was likely to enter the field to meet the enemy at any time, so why should there be a few female officers who didn't have it? Could it be that she is a tea girl?

The Federation soldiers set up their Scorpion Crossbows and the higher-tech Flame Crossbows and slowly aimed at the engineering towers, while on the newly built turrets on the towers, more soldiers spun their joysticks and similarly aimed their large stone throwers at the most densely populated enemy formations. The coolies who had been brought in temporarily put on the heavy cannonballs, which were not ordinary stone shells, and had been treated with various alchemy treatments. Once it lands in the middle of the enemy group, the hundreds of kilograms of stones will turn into thousands of bullets, mixed with deadly shock waves that spread in all directions.

There are a total of twelve magic towers and twenty magic crystal cannons in Blackman, but that doesn't mean that the Federation army won't be equipped with traditional weapons like trebuchets. Of course, the stone bullets that have been processed by alchemy are also limited, and if they are really used uncontrollably, sooner or later, they will have to throw stones like the enemy troops outside the city.

While the goblins were still clattering to build their trebuchets, the Federation's trebuchets and flaming crossbows began to roar for the first time.

Needless to say, even an ordinary scorpion crossbow had a bag filled with fire oil tied to the shaft of the arrow, and once it hit those tower carts, the fire oil quickly tilted out, pouring the entire piece of leather on its front to defend against the arrows with this excellent accelerant.

Thousands of rockets then turned into red trails and quickly set the towers on fire. The orc soldiers on the siege tower let out a terrible cry, and even the pure masters with such outstanding ability to endure pain could not bear such pain, and jumped out of the torch one after another. The goblins and kobolds and cannon fodder scattered around were even more skewered under the blow of the dense rain of arrows, turning the entire field into an increasingly chaotic farce scene. Behind them were siege towers that had finally fallen apart in flames.

The freshly built trebuchets were even attacked by concentrated fire, and many of the machines were crushed and collapsed by the Federation trebuchets that possessed the range, destructive power, and launch platform before they could even make the first attack. In the end, only five of the nearly twenty trebuchets had time to fire once, and one was unlucky enough to fire twice, but it did not bring any effective damage to the walls and the Federation soldiers on them.

Annoyed, a cyclops grabbed the goblin at his feet, biting off half of his body, chewing and throwing the other half of his body violently. This brutal scene did make many Federation soldiers look horrified, but unfortunately, this cyclops must not be a shot put practitioner. The half-pulled goblin fell into the moat, but it only provided rare nutrients for the piranhas in the river.

On the first day of the siege of Black Mancheng, the superior forces of the orcs, who were like rainbows, seemed to be unable to threaten the strong city defenses of Black Mancheng at all, leaving behind a lot of chicken feathers. (To be continued......)

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