The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1158 Siege 2
Dense arrows gathered into a cloud, drawing arcs in the sky with a shrill whimper, shooting in two completely opposite directions inside and outside the Thorn Castle Fortress.

Magic - Protection from Arrows

Under the influence of the deflected stance, the shooting directions of some arrows changed, and they were either shot at various surrounding areas at a large angle, or the energy carried by the arrows was consumed, unable to fly forward, and slowly fell to the ground.

However, some arrows still hit the targets of the archers squarely. With the sound of metal clanging and flesh cutting, soldiers fell to the ground one by one. More soldiers groaned in pain, but their movements and will remained firm and fearless as they faced the enemy ahead.

The siege war never stopped after it began. After five days of continuous attacks, the thick walls of the Thorn Castle, which had stood tall on the earth for thousands of years, were mottled and in ruins. The walls that were hit the hardest were covered with traces of siege equipment and magic. In the worst places, cracks had grown from the base of the wall to the top of the wall, like black lightning being imprinted on the wall.

The ground beneath the city walls was littered with corpses, including those of brave warriors of various races in the wilderness, as well as those of elven soldiers guarding the city, dyeing the ruined land in all colors. The piles of corpses turned into meat paste, and were continuously trampled by the wilderness warriors who climbed up and attacked the city, making it difficult to distinguish the outlines of each other.

Magic——Destroy the World and Burn the City

Magic - Thor: The Last Airbender

Strategic-level magic enveloped the battlefield. Thunder flashed and turned into huge electric grids. Meteors made of lava, with long tails of flame, kept falling on and below the city, ruthlessly reaping the lives of soldiers on both sides.

There were also huge live ammunition whizzing past, continuously hitting the solid city, and the towering arrow towers kept approaching the city...

The frosty-faced dwarf goblin commander Albad looked intently at the makeshift magic sandbox in front of him. His brain was working rapidly beneath his seemingly calm expression, and the decision he made after careful consideration came out of his mouth, which was then conveyed to the ears of the herald who had been waiting beside him.

The order was quickly passed on to the front-line combat officers, and they took action quickly and unconditionally. Although some people inevitably showed some fear and terror in their eyes, the Northern Alliance had not had any problems with morale so far.

You know, during these five days of fierce fighting, the coalition forces have lost more than 1 outstanding soldiers on the battlefield, which is equivalent to 5/ of the total strength of the entire Northern Coalition Forces.

If this had happened a hundred years ago, the army also formed by wilderness natives would have suffered such heavy losses, and the soldiers under them would have long lost the will to fight. Although they would not scatter like birds and beasts, their combat effectiveness would inevitably be severely reduced.

This is all thanks to the North's military construction over the years, especially the extensive training of knight officers as the backbone of the grassroots, which has enabled them to shoulder the important role of rallying the hearts of the army. Combined with the magic effects such as bloodthirsty magic and mechanized mind that the spellcasting team has applied to the soldiers of the combat legion, the effect has been verified on the actual cruel battlefield.

"Order the Storm Legion and the Rock Legion to prepare for the advance!!"

Just as the chief officers of the command center were concentrating on the sand table in front of them, issuing reminders or whispering from time to time, the young and powerful voice of the dwarf goblin commander Albad rang out again. After the ordinary order reached the ears of the surrounding officers, it immediately attracted a group of people to look up and focus on the dwarf goblin commander.

"Marshal, isn't it too early to mobilize the Storm Legion now?"

The dwarf goblin chief of staff, Salah, looked hesitant and walked to Albad's side and whispered to confirm or persuade him again.

"No, it's almost time!!" As a commander, and a commander who was leading such a large army for the first time, Albad spent a lot of energy and physical strength on every decision he made during these five days, because he knew very well that every order of his was related to the lives of thousands or tens of thousands of wilderness warriors.

As a quasi-demigod, Albad has lived too long, so long that many of his emotions as an intelligent creature have been worn away. At the same time, as an excellent magician, he is naturally good at controlling his own emotions. However, this is a major matter that concerns the future layout of the entire North for hundreds or even thousands of years, and Albad finally feels that the responsibility is great.

"Pass the order down!!"

"Now!!"

"Yes!!"

The Storm Legion is one of the ten regular legions of the Northern Alliance, and it is also one of the most explosive legions among the ten legions. The entire army has a total of 12,000 warriors, composed of high-level peak berserker fighters who are not from the Green Tribes, such as ogres, bugbears, and trolls.

All of their members wear high-level storm magic suits that enhance instantaneous burst capabilities. They are a powerful army specially built for the final blow and forced breakthrough on the battlefield.

Even compared to the Death Scythe Legion formed by the Berserkers of the Green Field Headquarters, the Storm Legion is only slightly inferior in instantaneous explosive power, but it is more powerful in a protracted war. This is because the 3,000 Ogre Berserkers in this legion, with an average height of more than 2.7 meters, are like a human wall just by standing in front.

The Rock Legion is the only shield warrior legion among the ten regular legions, and is specially built for offensive and defensive operations.

Now that Albad has mobilized these two ace legions at the same time, it is obvious that he has decided to break through the city wall defense and enter the next stage of the battle to break the city.

However, in the eyes of other staff members and commanders, although the Castle of Thorns seems to be crumbling at the moment, the city's defense can still hold out for a long time, and the fighting will of the elven soldiers defending the city is still very firm. It is not the right time for the Northern Alliance to break through.

However, Albade was the commander-in-chief of the entire army after all. Since he had issued the order and was firm in his attitude, even if his subordinates had different opinions, the military virtue of "obeying orders from superiors and following commands" had been engraved in everyone's souls. At this time, they quickly executed it after only a brief hesitation.

"Find me the weakest point in the southern city."

"Order the armies attacking the city on the east and west sides to mobilize their troops to charge the city with maximum attack strength within the next half magic hour!!"

"Order the spellcasting team to summon fifteen or more elemental colossi..."

In order to pave the way for the siege operations of the two main legions, Albad then issued more than a dozen orders. Soon, the magic eye that was monitoring the entire siege battlefield transmitted back the picture. The war that had been slightly calmer became fierce again. The roars of fighting and the sounds of magic explosions could be vaguely heard even in the rear command post which was more than 20 miles away from the main battlefield.

(End of this chapter)