Chapter 155. The power of the elemental giants

In a very short time, the Gnoll Expeditionary Force was reorganized.

Under the orders of the commander, they rearranged into five phalanxes and slowly pressed towards the city wall.

They didn't wait.

Because these gnolls know that the moment they set foot in the southern part of the Naryn Desert and lose their supplies, time has abandoned them and sided with the humans.

The advantage of time has shifted.

Instead, the humans who have time in control are those who are at ease, with adequate supplies and the defense of the walls.

They can't afford to wait.

The more time drags on, the greater the chance of death for these gnolls who were once invincible on the coast of Mannheim, and now in addition to gritting their teeth, taking advantage of the remaining strength in their bodies to allow them to launch an attack and make a final struggle with their lives, the longer they wait, the weaker and weaker the gnolll warriors will eventually become weaker than human children!

The sun is hanging in the sky to unleash its might, and the hot and terrifying temperature begins to sweep across the desert.

Noon is coming.

This is even more of a threat to the Gnoll Expeditionary Force, which is short of water.

"Whew-"

The commander's terrible wolf howl appeared.

The five phalanx of heavy infantry began to move forward at a faster pace, and even began to run, and the target of the attack was the two still burning corpse staircases, and the heavy gates covered with iron sheets and inlaid with iron nails!

The remaining gnolls were still in a neat line, their faces filled with desperate murderous intent.

Kant's heart beat slightly faster.

But his face was still calm, and he slowly raised his right hand, and his voice was clear and loud: "Everyone, shoot freely!" ”

"Free Fire!"

"Free Fire!"

"Free Fire!"

The squad leaders conveyed Kant's orders.

But compared to the calmness on Kant's face, the cheeks full of cold sweat and nervousness revealed the uneasiness in their hearts.

They were still struggling to support just now, but with a small number of personnel, they felt great pressure, especially those archers, after the rapid shooting just now, the biceps brachii in their arms had been seriously strained, and now they began to be extremely sore, and they continued to pull the bow and shoot arrows, but they couldn't last too long at all.

The only good thing is that the gnolls have not suffered any casualties due to their lack of siege equipment and ranged units.

"Start shooting!"

The Livingston Ranger first rounded the heavy bow in his hand, gritted his teeth and continued to shoot the cone-headed arrows in the quiver.

These bow masters from the Misty Mountains also began to get tired, and their hands were sore, but the heavy bow was still fully drawn, and the sharp arrows were still deadly, and in the first round of shooting, at least 6 gnolls fell directly.

Although the other victims were not killed on the spot, they were still injured in varying degrees of severity.

Step into the range of the crossbowman.

These gnolls can only choose to suffer in silence!

The Vegian archers and Swadia crossbowmen also began to rain down their arrows.

The "whoosh" sound of arrows tearing through the air was endless, and the feathered arrows and crossbow arrows that quickly slashed through the void were almost visible to the naked eye, hitting the galnols one after another in the phalanx of the gnolls.

At the last 50 meters, the crossbows of the Swadia militia began to fire.

More and more gnolls fell in that dense rain of arrows.

Especially the jackals in the front row, they are full of dense arrows, and the chain mail all over the body has been broken by the arrows, and the bright red blood oozes and drips to the soles of their feet, one bloody footprint at a time, but as long as the body can still hold on, they still grit their teeth and let out a low howl of encouragement, acting as a shield for the last journey for the companions behind them!

"Concentrate your fire, shoot!"

Kant's orders were being heard, and even the noisy wolf howls heard from outside were heard by the crossbowmen.

This is the work of the heralds.

As the order was given, the firepower of the many crossbowmen instantly reversed.

Instead of seeking the living power to kill and injure the enemy, they poured all their arrows on the slope where the corpses of the two gnolls were piled up, forming a rain of arrows and shooting the gnolls who wanted to step on the stairs into hedgehogs.

"Roarβ€”"

The gnolls' attacks are becoming more and more ferocious.

As the terrible wolf howls became more and more fierce.

The gnolls didn't even care if the rain of arrows in front of them was getting denser and denser, and the burning flames made them suffer excruciatingly, and they still strode on the corpse staircase, howling and climbing up, or falling on top of it, forming a higher and more stable staircase!

"Hurry up, hard, smash!"

Manid's voice was a little hoarse, and sweat was pouring out of his face.

The light crossbow in his hand was still pulling the string and arrow, and while pulling the trigger to shoot downward, he was still turning his head and urging loudly: "Hurry up!" Is it because you haven't eaten in the morning?! ”

The Svadian militiamen didn't answer, gritted their teeth and picked up the rocks and smashed them down.

With a few muffled "booms", two or three gnolls were knocked to the ground by stones on the stairs of the burning corpses below, their limbs twisted strangely, and although they did not die on the spot, they could not stand up at all.

And the Swadia militia kept coming, smashing down the stones prepared behind them one after another.

This is a time of urgency.

The corpses of those gnolls had been piled up desperately to form a slope 4 meters wide and 6 meters long.

The fire that rose from the shattering of the oil tank, the rain of arrows from the crossbowmen, and even the stones that the militiamen threw down, were no longer effective in stopping the gnolls from desperately climbing towards the walls.

The terrain of the defense is ineffective for now.

Kant and the others, who had no way to clean up the corpses, could not stop the attack of the gnolls at all.

There were even a few times when it weren't for Ravingston Ranger wielding his two-handed sword and cutting down those gnolls who were close at hand, the attic of the city wall would have been broken in!

"The situation is critical."

This thought came to Kant in his mind, and he was already aware that the situation was gradually falling into a disadvantage.

The Jackal's life-and-death attack almost chilled him.

And turning their heads to look at these crossbowmen on the city wall, the high-frequency shooting in a short period of time not only exhausted them, but also their hands were sore, even their spirits became a little sluggish, after all, their spirits were kept in a state of high tension!

If the gnolls continue to attack like this, it will be sooner or later that the walls will be lost.

"Damn."

Kant gritted his teeth secretly and subconsciously touched his chest.

He still has hole cards.

But before he could make a decision, suddenly a muffled sound appeared in his ears, and he subconsciously turned his head to look down, and at the city gate next to him, the 50 Swadia infantry who were originally guarding there had already shouted and raised their shields to push forward, and with the wolf howl, the figure of the jackal actually appeared in the city gate.

Obviously, the muffled sound just now was made by the gnolls smashing the city gates!

"Lord Kant!"

The Svadian crossbowmen, who acted as heralds at the staircase, quickly reported: "The city gate is lost, and the infantry is organizing resistance!" ”

"I see." Kant responded, a chill in his eyes.

Walking briskly towards the stairs, the chaotic shouts of killing below were endless.

A dozen gnolls were charging into the gates with their two-handed battle axes, slashing at the thick fan shields of the Swadia infantry, leaving a deep mark.

"Uh-huh..."

However, the Swadia infantry who had been hit by the heavy slash took half a step back with a red face, and the left hand that was originally holding the shield was also abnormally drooping down, obviously the damage caused by this heavy slash made it difficult for these level 4 heavy infantry to effectively resist.

The strength of the gnoll warriors is indeed far superior to that of humans.

It's racial superiority.

But the well-equipped Svadia infantry was not afraid, and continued to hold the shield on top, and the sharp hand and half sword pierced out, directly piercing the chain mail, leaving a deep bloody hole.

"Oh no, the gnolls are coming!"

In the attic of the wall, there is the roar of the crossbowmen and the muffled grunt of the Ravenston rangers.

Kant immediately turned his head to look.

At the position of the corpse stairs of the city wall, it seemed that he felt that the city gate was broken through and was encouraged, and he actually rushed up a dozen gnolls in one breath, waving his two-handed battle axes, and fought with the Ravston rangers in a small space, but looking at the two-handed battle axes and two-handed swords, one by one the rangers couldn't help but retreat, and it was obvious that these high-level gnolls who were strong and battle-hardened for a long time had the upper hand in close combat!

"Keep shooting, Swadia crossbowmen to pick up the Livingston Ranger!"

Kant gritted his teeth, but the order remained untamed.

The Svadia crossbowman holding a fan shield quickly stepped up, relieving the pressure of the Livingston Ranger, and in this short moment, at least 5 Ranger died in the attic because they did not block the heavy axe slash of the jackal, which made Kant's heart tremble, this is one of his few level 5 shooters!

His eyes were bloodshot, and Kant watched as more and more gnolls rolled in as they descended the corpse staircase.

His mind has decided.

Reaching out and touching the two thin pages on his chest, Kant's thinking communication system: "Summon the elemental giants!" ”

[Pages of Clear Springs] and [Pages of Fertile Soil] are activated instantly.

And just as Kant's gaze passed through the attic window and was cast outside the city wall, familiar spatial fluctuations appeared, and in the soil, 7 earth elemental giants composed of earth, and 4 water elemental giants with a slight blood color, were there, the elemental light in their eyes flickered, and immediately turned into hostile tyrannical emotions.

Around these 11 elemental giants, a huge army of gnolls was crowding and squeezing towards the corpse staircase and the broken city gate, and there was no defense against the sudden appearance of these elemental giants!

PS: I'm sorry, it's a little late to update today, there will be a change later, 3 a day is a must, it won't be less, just wait a little, sorry. I may have to attend a wedding tomorrow, so the update time will be postponed to the afternoon, but there will be no less than three. Let's talk about it in advance.