I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 170
War is a boring subject.

The first large-scale attack by the beast horde was at dawn.

Thousands of orcs, under the cover of night, charged towards Snow River City, intending to rush to the top of the city in one go.

Before charging, the orcs destroyed part of the trap with rolling stones.

Even so, Pang's arrangement outside the city still caused considerable damage.

It's a pity that the orcs don't have such a thing as morale, and the pace of charging has not been affected in any way.

They were going crazy with hunger, and the Snow River City in front of them was the most attractive food, driving them into madness.

After rushing through the trap, the orcs were greeted by a rain of arrows and a giant crossbow.

boom--

boom--

A huge crossbow arrow flew out and hit the orcs, knocking a row of orcs into the air, spraying blood mist in the air.

With astonishing power potential energy, even if it is just brushing the edge, it can easily make an orc lose an arm or a leg.

Orcs, even though their bodies are as strong as tigers and leopards, are still carbon-based creatures!

The penetrability of this giant crossbow is not strong, and it relies more on its own dynamic potential energy to cause damage.

It turns out that works well.

The giant crossbow is like the sickle of death, wantonly harvesting the lives of the orcs.

Even if they are not dead, they will become seriously injured and lose their ability to fight.

The first batch of orcs who charged quickly died, and the remaining orcs also began to retreat amid the sound of horns.

The retreating orcs did not forget to take away the corpses of their companions as much as possible.

They did this, of course, not to bury their companions, but for a more primitive purpose.

This is the ration of the orcs.

They are already very hungry.

Orcs don't care about 'prion', 'mad animal disease' or anything like that.

They live with nuclear waste all day long, endure cold and hunger all the year round, and it is good to have a bite to eat.

Not long after he died, he could still have a mouthful of warm food.

The orcs soon made a comeback.

This time, they jumped past the already filled traps and returned to the battle, raising their huge crossbow bolts.

Dozens of strong orcs raised a huge crossbow and began to charge forward.

They used this crossbow to block the rain of arrows for themselves, and at the same time wanted to use the crossbow as a bumper to hit the city gate or city wall.

Lifting the crossbow is easier than expected. The crossbow may be stained with blood. It is very sticky, which increases the friction, just enough to allow the hand and the crossbow to stick together.

Before they could take a few steps, another rain of arrows was shot on the city wall.

The orc hiding under the crossbow successfully protected his vitals and survived.

However, this time the rain of arrows was full of fire.

The crossbow arrows have received special treatment, and they will ignite when they encounter fire. In the blink of an eye, the entire crossbow arrows are on fire!

The orc, who realized that something was wrong, wanted to drop the crossbow, but found that his hands were stuck tightly and could not get rid of the crossbow.

And the arrows were shot down from the top of the city again, aiming at the hearts or knees of the orcs.

Encumbered by crossbow arrows, they became fixed targets, and they were taken care of by special marksmen.

Every crossbow bolt ignited dozens of orcs.

Their fate was already doomed from the moment they raised the crossbow.

Just like that, under Snow River City, more than a dozen fireballs were blazing, and hundreds of orcs died in the sea of ​​flames.

Accompanied by the howls and screams of the orcs, there was a strange smell of meat in the air.

The orcs stopped charging.

Two consecutive defeats cost them more than half of their losses.

The number of remaining orcs is not enough to support them to take this city.

They decided to wait for more orcs before launching a new round of offensive.

At the same time, the city of Snow River City also opened its mouth slowly, and a group of vigorous fighters rushed out and began to clean the battlefield.

They back-dash on the struggling orcs, in fact, they back-dash on every orc just in case they weren't dead.

While making up the knife, these fighters began to quickly clean up the battlefield.

Recycling arrows, pulling leather, armor from orcs, God knows where they got these things.

These people are not even willing to let go of stones, and take whatever they can fit into their bosoms.

The sharp whistle sounded, and all the soldiers stopped their work, carried the recovered supplies in their arms, and started running towards the city gate.

All of this happened extremely quickly, and everyone involved in the operation did their best to carry out every step of the order.

When they returned to the city, the city gate was slowly closed.

Nothing unexpected happened.

From the top of the city, there was a burst of cheers, and even the entire Snow River City began to erupt.

This operation was undoubtedly a success.

More than half of the arrows are recycled, and these arrows can be reused after simple trimming by craftsmen.

For the defenders, the more consumables for long-range damage, the better.

However, focusing on collecting arrows, the warriors did not dispose of the orc corpses.

After these corpses were scorched, they exuded a strange fragrance, which made many orcs salivate.

The orcs who charge next time will definitely not miss the opportunity to take a bite of this thing.

The difference in individual capabilities between orcs and humans, as well as the gap in numbers, doomed humans to be at a disadvantage, and resourcefulness was needed to make up for the gap.

This celebration did not last long, and the soldiers threw themselves into new battles.

Soon, the orcs launched a new offensive.

The rain of arrows shot down from the top of the city, the rolling stones thrown by the catapult, and the bolts from the giant crossbow gave the orcs a head-on blow, defeating the orcs' attacks again and again.

It was approaching noon, and no orcs had rushed to the top of Snow River City yet!

The morale of the defenders is getting higher and higher, as if victory is just around the corner, within reach!
woo-

woo-

The horn sounded, and the orcs who were trying to charge began to retreat, leaving many corpses on the battlefield.

Pangge, who was overlooking the battle from the highest point, looked away with a cold expression, unable to see what he was thinking.

"Dinner."

In the scorching sun, the orcs showed no signs of continuing to attack, and Pang immediately issued one order after another.

The defenders at the head of the city need to be rotated, the wounded need to be rescued and resettled, all kinds of materials consumed need to be replenished, and the balance is calculated at the same time
That's right, even if the orcs didn't rush to the top of the city, the defenders still suffered casualties.

When carrying supplies, several people accidentally injured themselves, and more than a dozen people were injured when they drew bows or manipulated crossbows
On the battlefield, anything can happen.

As the commander-in-chief, Pangge has more to do.

He walked down the city wall, followed by Awu, and immediately someone greeted him, set up a small table, brought two plates of food, and a glass of wine.

Pangge sat at the small table and began to eat, while Awu stood aside.

Pang said,
"What's the matter, ask now."

Today's war is not serious, it is still in the stage of small fights.

Pangge can also be distracted to give Awu on-site teaching and one-on-one tutoring.

When I'm really busy, I don't care about these at all.

In the past few years, Awu has accompanied Pangge's army on more than one expedition, so he is naturally familiar with Pangge's style and knows that such opportunities are hard-won.

He asked the first question,
"Orcs. Why are they so weak?"

They have low IQs and possess brute strength, so they should be easy to deal with.

With the fighting power displayed by the orcs this morning, how could it become a disaster for the kingdom of God for [-] years?
As long as enough traps are laid in advance, and a little resourcefulness, people should have wiped out all the orcs long ago!

"Ha ha."

Listening to Awu's question, Pangge first laughed a few times, took a big sip of wine, and asked an irrelevant question:

"Awu, have you ever eaten at the buffet?"

"Have eaten."

Au recalled,
"I was hungry for two meals in advance, went to eat one, and almost left."

A Wu half-spoken, suddenly stopped.

He understood what Pang meant.

The tide of beasts went south.

For the orcs, it was a sumptuous buffet!
Like A Wu, they were hungry two days in advance, or even longer.
The orcs who first appeared outside Xueyun City were extremely hungry at this time, and they were not their real combat power at all!
After they fill their stomachs.
"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing you need to know about orcs."

Pang tore apart a piece of chicken breast, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it,

"The IQ of orcs is not always low. When they are hungry, they will appear to be low in intelligence. After they are full, the IQ of orcs is not significantly different from that of humans."

hiss--

Awu gasped, almost saying it was terrifying.

The orcs are so terrifying, they must not stay!

Pang quickly disposed of the food on the small table, clapped his hands,

"According to that guy from Luden, the orc may have lack of blood and oxygen in his head. Only after eating enough can he have the strength to think about things."

For a moment, Awu felt more pressure on his shoulders.

Another question arose in Awu's heart,
"Yafu, why don't we recover the orc's corpse, or burn it?"

"good question."

Pang Ge showed a mysterious smile,

"There is only one reason for not recycling, and it is reserved for them."

A Wu's eyes lit up, and he thought of a certain possibility.

Poison on the arrow?
The corpses of these orcs will definitely be used as waste by the orcs.

In this way, the toxin will spread
Awu felt that he should not ask what kind of poison it was, it should be a military secret.

Pang Ge took the initiative to announce the answer,

"This toxin has only one function. It can make male goblins go into heat. Since it works for goblins, it should also work for orcs."

Awu:? ? ?
estrus?

The orcs can't even eat, and they still have the mind to mess around and have a silver party?

This.
Awu didn't know how to praise this idea for a while.

How strange!

Saying that this strategy is useful is of no use.

Say it's useless, it seems to be useful.

Something less Panger-like.

Pang said modestly,

"This is Luden's plan and has nothing to do with me."

Luden's original words were to weaken the combat effectiveness of female orcs and waste the protein of male orcs.

After finishing speaking, Pang Ge also emphasized to the accompanying person,

"It is recorded truthfully that General Panger was forced to use this dirty and nasty trick after the dictator Luden repeatedly asked for it!"

This person wore a strange bird mask and carried a book with him, recording things from time to time.

The Heresy Inquisition has a position similar to a historian, responsible for recording every word and deed of the Holy Seed.

Pangge was relieved when he saw the other party write this line with his own eyes.

Pang Ge's fame in the first life cannot be ruined by Lu Deng!

Let's suffer from the orcs again, and call Luden to bear it.

Pangge, who got his wish, took Awu to the top of the city again, paying close attention to the movements of the orcs.

He didn't notice that the historian from the Inquisition Office added another line to the book:

"Although he was forced to do so, General Pangge did not show any resistance, and even catered to him."

(End of this chapter)