You and me under the world tree

Soon, the swift wolf climbed up the city wall, but at that moment, Wittig directly chopped it into pieces!

However, this seems like a drop in the bucket, because there is more than one.

"what!!!"

The warrior who was thrown down by the burning flame wolf wailed, and the flames quickly engulfed him.

The sight was chilling.

but……

"All in formation! Don't panic! They're living things, too!"

Amidst the roar, the battle on the city wall started completely.

"If you don't fight, even survival is a delusion!"

Chapter 51: Still a Warrior!

Throwing stones.

The iron chain intercepted.

Onslaught.

Throw a rain of arrows.

This was the best strategy the humans of Midgard could do without any magical support.

Not because of anything else, just because of one reason: convenience.

Leaving aside conventional strikes such as trebuchets, arrow rain, and rope interception, which are effective against the army, fire and flowing water are what humans are best at and easiest to master.

Because it can be collected everywhere, and it is quite convenient to shape.

However, the so-called water can't play any role until it has a certain power.

This is a fact.

For Gothic's eastern defense, it is not realistic to let them pour water down the city wall.

Therefore, the only thing that can form a large-scale strike is the flame.

Fortunately, most creatures fear fire.

And as long as the temperature of the flame is high enough, most monsters can only be completely enraged—their meat can be cooked after all.

However, there are still a few special individuals among Warcraft.

For example, creatures related to elements.

Some monsters are born with special abilities, such as spraying grease from the mouth, or being charged with electricity.

There are even plants growing on the bodies of Warcraft.

They may be naturally formed creatures, or they may be artificial creations made by ancient wizards and reproduced from generation to generation to become new species.

Among them, there are species that are completely immune to flames.

It is rumored that they should have originated in Muspelheim, but others say that they were made by wizards.

But now, no matter what, these flaming creatures are in front of the soldiers!

Wolf.

ape.

Cow.

There are even wild boars.

The wolf and the ape leaped over the wall of fire with their vigorous but light postures, and then began to climb up the uneven city wall.

As for the wild boar and the cow, they had no scruples and slammed into the closed city gate.

"Boom"

The flames were still burning, but flesh and blood flew everywhere.

After all, they still have 'life', in other words, they are flesh and blood.

They are not pure elemental creations, so when one hits the city gate covered with metal barbs, which is prepared to deal with fierce beasts, blood is inevitable.

The lumbering survivors continued to charge, while the unlucky ones were reduced to corpses on the spot.

The flames that were burning brightly, as if to symbolize their temper, dissipated.

And their bulky corpses became a ladder for those who came after.

'paji'

Stepping on the corpses of the dead flame pigs and flame bulls, the fiery monsters tirelessly bumped into the barbed city gates and walls.

Gradually, these piled up corpses formed a road of flesh and blood.

The smell of burning flames emanating from the blood spread, making people dizzy all of a sudden.

But these are not the point.

What's important is that those monsters that were so bulky and could only charge forward seemed to be able to charge upwards.

"How could this be! Aren't they beasts!"

Looking at the road of flesh and blood that gradually formed below, some soldiers finally couldn't bear the fear emanating from the bottom of their hearts, and began to roar indiscriminately.

"How could there be such a division of labor?"

"It must be luck!"

They are loud.

Even some trivial matters were screamed out by them with the loudest voice.

Because they have no other choice.

They want to vent their inner fears.

Whether they just dropped their weapons, or were overwhelmed by fear and began to swing their swords indiscriminately, they must completely vent their inner fear through this roaring method.

In the middle of this noisy sound, Wittig on the wheelchair tightly held the magic sword in his hand.

What should I do?

Should the first city gate be opened and the strategy against monsters pushed into the second stage?

However, this kind of animal horde driven by Hungary is not that simple at all.

Wittig, who had once fought against the great king of Hungary, was well aware of Hungary's domineering tactics.

First use the monsters to consume, and when the frontier army has played all the cards against the monsters, and even the fire oil is exhausted, they will fight in person.

At that time, without any long-range strike means, they could only rely on the thick city walls to start hand-to-hand combat.

That was the way it was before, and it still seems to be the way it is now.

"damn it."

He gripped the armrest of the wheelchair.

If it wasn't for him being in a wheelchair now, he should be in better condition.

And now...

"Skemin."

He called out.

It's not loud.

But suddenly, a pure white war horse leaped out directly.

It neighed, and the sound directly stopped the flaming monster.

'boom'

Then, it raised its legs and trampled directly on the body of a giant ape.

'Kara'

Under the heavy trampling, the monster's spine was directly broken.

Immediately afterwards, it showed its mouth full of fangs, and tore off the wolf's head regardless of the heat.

After fighting all the way, it came directly to its little master.

"Skemin, help me."

'咴'

The divine steed flowing with Sleipnir roared.

The bloody head gently rubbed against him.

Then, it walked in front of him, then got down on its body, and Wittig jumped on it directly.

"Go!"

'crash'

At that moment, it seemed that the dusty Mimonger Excalibur finally tore off its disguise.

Wittig held a sword in one hand and a rope in the other.

"Come!"

he yelled.

At that moment, he didn't seem to be a patient.

1 minutes……

Even if only for 1 minute!

"I'm still a warrior! It's that Excalibur warrior!"

He threw out the rope, tied his legs and waist, and completely tied himself to the body of the horse Skemin.

"help me!"

"咴"

Needless to say, the pure white but blood-stained horse directly trampled on those ferocious beasts.

Then he jumped directly from the top of the city wall.

And with that light movement, the warrior clenched the divine sword created by his father with both hands.

'crash'

Under the brilliance, as if there was no obstacle, he directly tore open the so-called road of flesh and blood.

Neither flesh nor bone could stop his blade.

Then, runes flickered on the blade, and flowing water and ice burst out.

'Kara'

The water tide directly covered it, which made those fierce beasts who were already on fire feel intense pain all of a sudden.

"Start fighting back!"

It is completely different from the previous weakness.

This time, Wittig's voice resounded directly on the battlefield.

"Don't panic! Start tactics again!"

In the end, under the impact of a series of elements, the road of flesh and blood that the monsters had forged was directly defeated.

At this moment, what caught the soldiers' eyes was the pure white figure stained with blood.

He was dressed in snake-shaped silver armor, and the Excalibur shone sharply in the sun.

And this undoubtedly boosted the morale of the soldiers!

"Start fighting back!"