With Zhao Ruer's command, Ballist were activated and terrifying arrows shot down toward the orc warriors below.

Swish, swish, swish.

The arrows rained down like a storm.

The goblin warriors at the front fell in droves.

powerful arrows penetrating through several of them, ruthlessly harvesting the front lines of the orc warriors.

"Damn it!" Vulkar stared at the fallen warriors in front of him, momentarily stunned, then shouted, "Shieldbears! Shieldbears! Pigmen! Shieldbears! Go up! Goblins! Don't rush so far ahead!" He truly did not expect that a small city would have so many defensive ballistics set up.

How afraid were they of being attacked? However, it was a te a big problem.

These flashy military devices could not make up for the gap between the two sides.

In front of his orc army, the so-called human warriors were a joke.

As the ladders were set up, the orc warriors began their siege, watching the orc warriors climb up the ladders.

Zhao Ruer remained calm, directing the defending warriors to throw stones down.

One orc warrior after another was smashed down, falling from a height of over 10 m.

Yet before long they would get up as if nothing had happened.

Bloodied but continuing to climb up the ladders.

Chapter 67.

The shockingly strong city defense army.

The physical strength of the orc warriors is indeed not to be underestimated.

They are incredibly resilient.

Climbing up the ladders while holding shields and continuously advancing.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

However, the defending soldiers on the city walls are not to be trifled with.

They pick up stones and hurl them down below.

Heavy stones weighing dozens of pounds seem as light as feathers in their hands, easily lifted and thrown down.

Some warriors, armed with short bows, shoot at the orc warriors climbing up from the sides.

The arrows accurately pierce the bodies of the orc warriors, causing them to fall to the ground like electrocuted birds.

In no time, the area beneath the city walls is littered with the corpses of orc warriors.

When one orc warrior finally manages to climb up the city wall, the waiting soldiers immediately swarm him and stab him to death.

The defense is as solid as a mountain.

Even the fierce and brutal orcs cannot storm the city wall.

After 3 hours of assault, leaving thousands of corpses behind, Walker retreated a distance with his army.

This is troublesome.

This guy is too cowardly.

Who would prioritize building a city over farming in the early stages? And not only that, but build it so high.

It's one thing to make it tall, but they ve prepared so many defensive devices.

Walker looked at the distant city with a grim expression.

He simply couldn't he understand what this human player was thinking.

The early game is the perfect time to snowball.

If you're not attacking others, that is one thing, but to waste precious labor on city construction is just foolish behavior.

It is evident that Walker does not know that the human player he speaks of actually does not lack labor.

With nearly a million skeletons, the labor force of a night tribe has been completely liberated, allowing them to build various facilities without restraint.

After all, skeletons do not need rest or food.

They're simply the best tools.

They can work 24 hours a day, sent wherever there is a shortage of manpower or danger, even if they accidentally get damaged.

Just capturing a fragment of a dimension and spending some divine source can yield hundreds of thousands of skeleton tools again.

After a brief rest, the Orc army launched another assault.

And this time, the attack was even fiercer than before.

Under the blessing of the werewolf shaman, orc warriors with bloodshot eyes climbed up recklessly, appearing quite mad.

Thus began another period of a siege battle.

Bloody yet somewhat monotonous.

Jack, it's your turn to shine.

Feeling that the time was right, Walker no longer hesitated and smiled at the tall werewolf beside him.

He immediately dispatched his ace troops.

As you command, lore messenger, the silver furred werewolf, over 3 m tall and muscular, respectfully replied.

A howl echoed across the battlefield.

As Jack stepped forward, over a thousand third tier werewolf warriors also howled and charged out.

Arrows came flying in, but the advancing weirwolves easily dodged them.

They surged forward to the base of the city wall, then leapt into the air, lunging towards the wall.

Finally, they are here watching the leading silver furred werewolf.

Zhao Ruer smiled.

If this drags on, I'll be bored to sleep.

Let me see your strength.

I hope you don't disappoint me too much.

With a surge of fighting spirit, Ruer slowly walked forward, wielding his blades, and slashed at the charging silver furred werewolf.

Swish.

The black blade aura over 10 meters long instantly cleaved towards Jack.

Suspended in midair and unable to gain leverage, Jack sensed the incoming danger, crossed his thick arms, and unleashed two intertwining crimson blade auras.

With a loud bang, the crimson aura was shattered, but the black blade aura continued unabated, striking Jack, who managed to block it with his claws just in time.

However, the next moment, Jack transformed into a shooting star, flying towards the orc army behind.

Zhao Ruer, I just wanted to greet him.

Why did my opponent just fly away? The other we wolves, following the commander, too stunned to register Jack's fate, rushed towards the city wall.

On the wall, the black armored soldiers who had been picking up stones and shooting with short bows, immediately abandoned the enemies on the ladders, grabbed their long blades, and smiled.

The werewolves charging and saw the smiles on the faces of the black armored soldiers and their excitement gradually turned into fear.

A terrifying thought flashing through their minds.

No way.

With long blades raised, they swung down.

Swish.

The werewolves leaping from the sky became targets.

Thousands of blackb blade auras descended like a black tsunami from the sky.

Heavy enough to suffocate.

One werewolf after another was shredded.

Their flesh and blood scattered across the ground.

A few fortunate ones made it onto the city wall.

But upon seeing the black armored soldiers rushing towards them, despair filled their faces.

And then they fell lifelessly to the ground.

Damn it.

I finally made it up.

I was about to die of boredom.

With this little strength, they dared to attack us.

They must be insane.

Heih he the black armored soldiers wore expressions of joy as the elite dark warriors of the night tribe who could even cultivate to the third tier of the extraordinary.

They had experienced countless battles.

In other words, they were all war maniacs, the kind that itches all over if they don't fight for a day.

Having been on the defensive and unable to engage in battle had stifled them.

That previous wave was quite satisfying for them.

This shocking scene startled all the orc warriors present and their offensive momentum weakened considerably.

Some orc warriors who had managed to climb the wall looked at the smiling black armored soldiers ahead, their hearts pounding.

How we fight this? We can't win.

They're too strong.