Just as Sun Lin was thinking about whether to send troops to recruit this group of orc slingers, he suddenly found that the position of this group of orc slingers seemed to be a little bit higher than before, and then Sun Lin looked at the more than 2,000 orcs at the foot of the mountain in the distance, and was surprised to find that the half-orcs who were still doing the "surrender" action all began to run quickly in the direction of the wooden city gate at this time, and instantly understood that those half-orcs were actually playing tricks Sun Lin sneered slightly, Let the members of the general guard who were guarding the door pass the order to continue to carry out long-range strikes on the orcs, and the battle in the wooden fort area of Nottingham, which had been suspended, started again.

"Ready............ Put! "It's the same 180 bolts, but as the Orc forces become more crowded, the lethality of the three teams of civilian crossbowmen increases again, and the lethality of the two Scorpion crossbows is even more terrifying. The scorpion crossbow operated by Leo and Sun Lin can not only take away the lives of 5 to 8 orc warriors in an instant with each shot, but also use the sputtering flames to burn the orcs around the hitter, and the half-orc meat skewers left after the shot stimulate the extremely scarce brain cells in the bodies of all orc warriors all the time.

However, what makes Sun Lin feel strange is that although the current state of these half-orcs shown in the system template belongs to the floating military heart, the problem is that when the half-orcs reach this state, the troops have never dropped to the point of a big drop in morale, no matter whether their attributes have more negative attributes such as "receiving long-range damage", "exhaustion", "friendly casualties", etc., whether there are more than 10 remaining in the team of half-orcs, these half-orc troops are always in a state of military heart floating.

"There's quirkiness............ Is it the cause of the enemy generals? Sun Lin, who thought about it, finally attributed this strange thing to the enemy general: "Maybe......... The orc leader who commanded this battle should have a high prestige among the orc tribe, but I didn't expect such a commander to appear among such a weak orc............ However, if you compare the rumored weakness of the orcs, the orcs who can come up with the idea of using planks to defend against ranged attacks are geniuses in their own right............ Alas! If it weren't for the current imbalance in numbers, if I could take this orc commander as a slave, I would have one more item in my retinue column, but for now............ I had to find him and kill him with a scorpion crossbow. "It's actually easier to find the orc leader, although this group of half-orcs who are not the ugliest, only uglier are all similar in appearance, and they all feel the same disgusting and want to vomit, but the weapons they use are completely different. Just as the temperament between nobles and commoners is very easy to distinguish.

As the half-orcs of the civilian class, they use leather stone belts, and the most noble class, that is, the half-orcs above the level of the great warrior, use huge stone axes, the blades of this stone axes are not made of ordinary stones, but made of miscellaneous stones with many metal substances, compared to ordinary stones, the weapons made of this miscellaneous stones are not more sharp, and they are very medium, and only the half-orcs, a race with orc blood, can lift them, Comparing it to the soldiers that Sun Lin currently has, except for the members of the general's guard, nothing else can do it.

Sun Lin, who had a clear goal, readjusted the shooting angle of the scorpion crossbow in front of him, and after finding a half-orc holding a stone axe, he pulled the handle of the launch, and the crossbow arrows that flew out instantly shot through the half-orc and burned it to charred flesh, but unfortunately, this half-orc was just a big warrior, not the leader of the half-orc tribe: "Damn............ The group of lunatics was less than 50 meters away from advancing to the city walls, and the leader had to be killed before then............ Well? That smoke is............... Could it be that Chad had already lured another group of orcs into the trap? That's great. ”

A puff of smoke suddenly rose from the crack in the canyon on the west side of Nottingham Wooden Castle, and if anyone in Nottingham Wooden Castle had paid attention to the passage below the smoke, he would have been surprised to find that the smoke was coming from the clearing behind the low stone wall at the mouth of the canyon below.

5 minutes ago, when the battle of Nottingham Wooden Fort started again, at this time, the situation in the canyon battle area had a big reversal, first after 5 battles for the city wall, the remaining more than 1500 orc warriors under the personal leadership of 3 small leaders of the half-orc tribe, the 6th time to attack this scarred low stone wall that had been smashed by stones, these half-orcs were happy to find that the human soldiers who had blocked their progress many times suddenly retreated to another wall in the rear, Although it may not seem like a real victory, for these orcs with well-developed limbs and simple minds, the fact that the enemy will retreat means that they have begun to fear us, and the beginning of fear of us means that victory is not far from them.

Induced by this thought, more than 1,500 orcs all began to rush towards the second city wall as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, although the distance seemed to be a little far, and the floor was slippery with something, and there seemed to be a strange smell in the air around them, but these external factors could not stop the pace of these madmen.

When I slipped and fell, I got up from the ground and continued to run, and when I was tired, I wiped my sweat and continued walking, and the smell in the air was very strange............ Anyway, the smell of the orcs themselves is even more terrifying. In this way, more than 1,500 orcs with the help of their stupid evolution of the spirit of not afraid of hardship and death, very hard to move forward, so hard that even the action of greeting these humans with the leather slings was avoided, judging from the battle situation at this time, no matter from any point of view, as the half-orcs who occupied the people, they had won this battle, and for the human soldiers who had a dispensable geographical advantage, this battle had already been lost for them, At this time, they are just struggling to hold on. Of course, the results are based on the performance of both sides on the frontal battlefield, not the comparison of strategy.

"Commander Richard, I think we can set it on fire, right? If you don't order it, these orcs will rush up! Looking at the orc warriors who were getting closer and closer to the inner wall, a hooked scythe soldier with a torch beside Richard couldn't help but ask.

"Have all the orcs left the low wall?" Compared with the restless soldiers next to him, Captain Richard asked the soldier who spoke unhurriedly.

"It's all down, and we're going to be on fire."

“………… Well, set that fish oil and hay on fire. ”