Chapter 853 Fierce Battle On The City Wall
"Charge!"
"Charge up the city wall! Charge up! Let the other races know how powerful we Kobolds are. Our bravery is unparalleled in the world!"
"We must be the first to charge up the city wall. After this battle, the world will praise the strength of our Kobold race."
A sea of Kobolds swept over like a tide. By using the arrows fired by the wolf cavalry as cover, they quickly approached the city wall.
With the Kobolds' agility, it wasn't difficult for them to climb up the Great Wall of Iron Blood.
Amidst the shouts, a large group of Kobolds rushed up the city wall.
However, as soon as they rushed up the city wall, spears pierced through their bodies and hearts like lightning. With a flick of the spear, the corpse was tossed off the city wall.
A large number of Kobold's corpses fell, smashing the Kobolds that had just rushed up.
However, the number of Kobolds was simply too many. They advanced wave after wave, endlessly charging up the city wall while being killed again and again.
Every soldier on the city wall was an elite. Every one of them had fought their way out of mountains of corpses and sea of blood. Their strength reached the Transcendent Silver Rank and above. They cultivated military techniques and the path of slaughter.
Therefore, they did not even blink when they kill.
Defending a city was much easier than attacking a city. Even though the Kobolds continued to attack the city walls, they were still forcefully killed.
Blood flowed on the city wall, making the ground slippery.
No one cowered or was afraid.
At this time, retreating and fear meant death.
Only by concentrating, constantly killing, and constantly brandishing the sabers could they have hope of survival.
"The army at the rear will use the Purgatory Divine Crossbows to suppress the enemy outside the city, and the spearmen will block those who charge up the city walls. Blade-shieldmen, kill the Orc."
"Spearmen, Blade-shieldmen, and Purgatory Divine Crossbows forms the Triple Array. Kill!"
Li Jing, Zhao Yun, Zhang Fei, Qi Jiguang, Zhao Sheng, Zhang Jian, Chen Qingfeng, and the rest of the generals were all scattered around, giving orders according to the situation on the battlefield.
Some warriors fought with their enemies until they went crazy. They were shot by arrows and were covered in wounds, but they didn't retreat. Their eyes were red, and a strong fighting spirit broke out of their bodies. They waved their sabers, and the saber light was like a waterfall, slashing the Kobolds to death.
A soldier brandished his spear and pierced through the throat of a Kobold and lifted it in the air. A Blood Wolves Battle Arrow suddenly pierced through his chest like a meteor, exploding a bloody hole and revealing his internal organs.
Another soldier pulled out the Blood Wolves Battle Arrow from his shoulder and stabbed it into the throat of a Kobold.
Some soldiers were pierced by several of the Blood Wolves Battle Arrows. They were still filled with fighting spirit and determination. They rushed out of the city and jumped into the sea of enemies with a few Rune Bombs in their hands. The bombs exploded, and the terrifying destructive power covered a radius of dozens of feet. Countless pieces of flesh exploded.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Zhao Sheng waved his saber and roared at the sky.
Looking at his comrades and soldiers falling one after another, his expression went crazy.
"Bast*rds! How dare a group of Kobold slaves to ignore me! Preposterous! Watch as I chop off all of you with my Dog Head Fodder Chopper!" The Black Emperor was furious on the high stage.
With the Silence runestone around, he couldn't make any sound at all.
Seeing the Kobolds on the battlefield charging so crazily, he was so angry that his face turned green.
"Watch my fodder chopper! Chop! Chop! Chop!" The Black Emperor roared in his heart.
As soon as he opened his mouth, a pitch-black Dog Head Fodder Chopper appeared on the battlefield.
Crash!
There were seven iron chains on the Dog Head Fodder Chopper. They seemed to be tied to the fodder chopper to seal it. When the fodder chopper was not in use, it was tied up with iron chains.
However, these chains were like snakes now, extending toward the battlefield.
With a crisp sound, a Kobold was bound by the iron chain. Its face was still filled with fear when it was tied up.
"How can this be? Why can't I dodge these chains? I even have the urge to be tied up."
"Oh no, be careful! That's a fodder chopper, a Dog Head Fodder Chopper!"
"I'm over. It's the Dog Head Fodder Chopper. Why don't I want to resist? Instead, I want to put my head under it. No, this isn't real. Illusion. It must be an illusion. It can't scare me."
Each of the seven chains was like a stick of candied haws, binding seven or eight Kobolds. With seven chains added together, dozens of Kobolds were hung in the air.
Crack!
With a tug of the chains, seven Kobolds appeared under the fodder chopper. As it fell, the dog's head on it revealed a ferocious expression.
The fodder chopper was sharp. With a crisp sound, seven dog heads fell from it. Blood spurted out like a fountain, dyeing the fodder chopper red. However, it instantly absorbed the blood stains, and it became as bright as a brand-new fodder chopper.
Crack! Crack!
The Kobolds bound by the chains were sent to the fodder chopper and easily killed. They couldn't resist at all.
Dozens of Kobolds died just like that. Formless oppression emanated from the Dog Head Fodder Chopper like a tidal wave.
This oppression had no effect on other races. Only the Kobolds instinctively felt as if a mountain was pressing down on their heads, making them difficult to breathe.
In an instant, the Kobold's morale plummeted, and their attacks slowed down.
When the Kobold elder saw this, it could not help but curse, "D*mn it! It's the Dog Head Fodder Chopper! D*mn Werewolves! It's fine if they have the Dog Head Fodder Chopper in their hands, but they actually took it out. It's not a big deal even if they took it out, but they're so useless that it was snatched away by the Black Emperor. They're simply a bunch of stupid teammates like pigs."
With this Dog Head Fodder Chopper, the strength of the Kobold warriors was instantly suppressed by 30%. Being suppressed so much on the battlefield was equivalent to courting death!
"Don't maliciously slander us. We are certainly the best comrades on the battlefield," said a Pig-headed Human race powerhouse indignantly.
Being accidentally slandered was unjust!
"It's you Kobolds who are too useless. You are suppressed by a mere fodder chopper. You're trash!"
The Werewolf race mocked the Kobolds without showing any weakness.
"Do you believe that after this war, we Kobolds will annihilate your Werewolf race? We don't have many other things, but there are many of us." A Kobold powerhouse was furious.
"Stop quarreling. The Kobolds retreat first. The second echelon will go forward."
The Golden Behemoth King swept a glance and directly waved its hand to stop them."No matter how strong the Human race is, they are only a million soldiers. And our Orc Alliance Army is ten times, twenty times stronger than them. Use the number tactic and attack. Continue and take turns to attack the city. I want those Human soldiers to have no chance to rest. I want to exhaust them to death!"
The Werewolves and Kobolds were only a part of the Orc Army, and not all of them had been mobilized.