The knight in the abyss

Chapter 395 Cannon Fodder Siege
Just as the elves feared, the demon army was like a continuous sewage, and their progress did not show any stagnation.

Compared with the stones that fell from the sky, the big toads that supervised the battle behind their buttocks were a more direct threat. They grinned grinningly and tore the last low-level demons into pieces, forcing these cannon fodders to keep moving forward.

Perhaps it was the number of companions around them that gave them confidence they had never had before, or perhaps it was the secret influence of some demon spellcasters. The hearts of these original demons and cowards were quickly filled with the desire to kill and destroy.The exquisite stone fortress in front is so obtrusive, and the humans and elves on it are so disgusting, these demons can't wait to rush forward, kill, demolish, and burn everything in front of them, until only Only a ruin will satisfy them.

They have long forgotten how vulnerable they really are.

A dense rain of arrows began to be thrown from the watchtower, and the archers almost didn't need to aim, they only needed to repeat the action of bending the bow and setting the arrow as fast as possible.The metal arrows exerted greater destructive power under the action of gravity, easily nailing the low-level demons in place. Even if they didn't kill the targets immediately, these cannon fodders quickly fell on the feet of their companions. It turned into a mass of meat paste.

A large number of demons fell in the arrow rain, but more demons stepped over the corpses of their companions and continued towards the city wall.The demon general didn't equip these cannon fodder with armor or shields, which allowed the projectile weapons to easily cause a lot of damage, but in fact, each demon was another demon's shield, and they used their bodies to push the line of soldiers to the under the city wall.

The first claw touched the walls of Pascole, and more and more demons gathered at the foot of the fortress.The height of the city wall was more than fifteen feet, so it was naturally impossible for the demons to jump up directly, but their sharp nails could be inserted into the gaps between the stone bricks, and they could climb on the almost vertical wall.

Even in the process they will be completely defenseless.

The protectors standing on the city wall first threw stones out, and then used long spears to poke those who had climbed closer. The efficiency was no less than that of the archers who shot arrows from high places.This was a massacre at all. The helpless low-level demons were like livestock thrown into a meat grinder, quickly turning into a mass of minced meat.

But even if it becomes minced meat, there are still residues.The corpse of a dead demon decays at a rate far beyond normal, but it can take days.At this moment, the more defenders killed, the faster the corpses piled up. It was less than half an hour since the demons started crossing the river, and the corpses piled up under the city wall had already exceeded ten feet. As long as the demons jumped, they could directly Jump on the top of the city and fight with the defenders.

"I take back what I just said!" Tanis, who was still complaining that he couldn't charge on his horse, shouted at his fellow monks, turned around and chopped a Coward in half from the top of his head with his sword, "It's not bad to fight here !"

"Save your energy."

Hobinson replied calmly, just like his movements.The monk always swings his fist along the shortest route, usually first with a heavy right uppercut to stun the target in place, and then his left hand is folded into the shape of a knife hand, and with a touch on the demon's defenseless chest, the enemy will He collapsed to the ground as if he had suddenly lost his strength—even though there were no wounds on the surface, the heart in the demon's chest had turned into a mass of bloody mud.

A few minutes later, there was no longer any demon standing around them, and there were broken or intact corpses all over the ground.Tanis leaned on his long sword, panting heavily, covered in the foul-smelling pus and blood of a demon; his fellow monk looked much more relaxed, but his gray tunic was still stained. Got some stains on.

"Huh, take it easy." Tanis smiled confidently at Hobinson, "Don't you believe in Irmaat? A battle of this level is not a suffering."

"It really doesn't count." The monk shook his head, "How about letting me bear your suffering for a while? You need to rest."

"What did you say…"

The knight was confused by his companion's words, but the clatter of claws on the battlements forced him to turn around quickly.

A blue-gray coward jumped in, without hesitation, it rushed towards the nearest living creature, almost hitting the knight's sword point by itself, and behind it, more demons were coming, like non-stop The tide hitting the shore.

"The Coward is really good."

Behind the demon army, a glamor officer couldn't help sighing.Since those low-level demons are stupid and cowardly, high-level demons can order them to do anything with just a wave of their arms, and they still have a good body, so that they can bear all kinds of expenses from rations to cannon fodder in the demon army. Judging from the situation in front of him, this kind of role can even be used as a building material.

The demon commander raised his huge claws and ordered the real elite under his command to start crossing the river.Walking in the forefront is a team composed of terrified demons. The criminals among these demons can hardly be regarded as cannon fodder, but they should play after the real cannon fodder is dead.After that is the main force of the Demon Legion, a commando team composed of Berserker Demons and Brezu Demons.

These mid-level demon soldiers exude a completely different dangerous aura. They are all wearing armor. Although some of them don't fit well and are obviously picked up from the corpses of other races, they provide even more strength for the demon's already strong body. Comprehensive protection; their weapons are not natural fangs and claws, but long knives, battle axes and giant hammers. In small-scale battles, these weapons may allow those agile elves to take advantage of a lot, But on a densely populated battlefield, these huge and heavy weapons are exceptionally easy to use.

But it's not yet time to let these elites play. The demons are indeed moody and changeable, but they are not stupid, at least the demons who have escaped from the cannon fodder are not stupid.What they like is the thrill of massacre, not a fair fight that might cost them their lives. Before these legionnaires launch a decisive charge, let those cannon fodder consume the defenders' stamina as much as possible.

The scene was still one-sided massacre, the defenders wore well-made metal armor, and held sharp swords and spears—many of which were also enchanted, while the low-level monsters had nothing but claws and not particularly hard scales. Equipment, almost one face to face was turned into a corpse by the soldiers defending the city.

But gradually, relying on their absolute numerical advantage, these low-level monsters managed to gain some footholds on the city wall.How do you say it?Even if it was a hundred chickens, killing them all would exhaust the butcher half to death, not to mention the rough-skinned, thick-fleshed, and biting cowards.

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