Warlord: King of All Clans

This was the first time that Hewan had stormed a city like this, and no one except Godwin had any combat experience.

A group of generals all looked at Strong subconsciously.

He was not only the commander of the garrison corps designated by Leo, but also the initiator of this expedition. Moreover, the marching and fighting during this period also made the generals recognize his command ability.

Godwin did not speak first to offer any ideas, but looked at Strong with interest, wanting to see what unique siege skills this river bend dragon had.

Luo Meng considered and said, "The enemy is numerous, and our army has no siege equipment, so we can only postpone the siege. Many of the musketeers I have are craftsmen, so they can make some simple siege equipment. Just give me ten days."

Strong rode on a mammoth, looking at the city wall in the distance. Suddenly, he raised the golden halberd in his hand and pointed at the city wall.

"No more waiting! All forces attack!"

Kroger, the most brainless one, picked up the gun barrel and charged towards the city wall, "Charge!"

The remaining ogres all rushed out with Kroger, and were swept up by them. The two thousand kobolds behind them also rushed forward.

The troll Asa and the werewolf Akhahn behind looked at each other speechlessly and quickly ordered their men to follow closely.

Only the trolls and werewolf troops had the ability to attack the city with their bare hands. When the ogres and kobolds rushed to the city walls, they could only crowd under the walls stupidly and be slowly smashed to death by the weapons of the enemy defenders.

Strong is not as thrifty as Leo. In his eyes, if both sides have 10,000 combat forces, he can make a huge profit by exchanging 2,000 combat forces for the other side's 8,000 combat forces.

Now Hewan has many soldiers and generals, and a small branch city is not worth him spending ten days or half a month here, which will only increase the variables!

In the past, two thousand armored soldiers were indeed a lot, enough to scare off the River Bend aliens, but now Strong can easily attack the city wall with just the werewolves and trolls.

On the city wall of Weidanlan, the lord of the Gustav family, with a group of knights, was looking at the legion in the distance. Just as he was about to reassure the troops by saying that the opposite side had no siege equipment, he saw dense groups of aliens rushing towards the city wall.

The trolls and werewolves, who ran at extremely fast speeds, soon surpassed the ogres and kobolds. The most elite troll headhunters in the front row raised the high-quality steel spears in their hands.

The muscles in their arms swelled up like air, becoming as thick as the orcs' arms. They leaned their slender bodies back as much as possible and then threw their spears with all their might.

Hundreds of spears, like giant arrows shot from crossbows, most of them smashed into pieces on the city wall, and a few of them pierced into the cracks in the wall.

The more agile werewolves wore chain mail and carried round combat shields, protecting only their heads and chests. They then leaped up and rushed up on the spears on the city wall.

The ogres who were unable to climb the city wall leaned against the wall under the rain of arrows, and then raised their gun barrels high to give the trolls and werewolves a step up.

With the help of these human-shaped steps and spears, most werewolves and trolls can easily climb up the originally quite high city walls.

When the number of trolls and werewolves on the city walls reaches three digits and they throw a wave of bombs, the defenders on the city walls will no longer be able to maintain their basic formation.

Except for a small number of knights and heavy infantry who can resist the most elite werewolf warriors and troll warriors, most of the unarmored militia and young and strong men do not pose much threat to them.

Kroger had experience in sieges, so he led more than a dozen armored ogres to the city gate, picked up the gun barrel and started breaking down the door.

The kobolds beside him were also elite members of the kobold firearms corps. A gunpowder shaman looked at the wooden city gate, raised a large wooden spoon with only two claws left, and called out to his men.

"Two spoonfuls of yellow, three spoonfuls of black! A lot of white!"

The believers around him held various gunpowder raw materials and began to mix them on the spot.

The gunpowder shaman scooped spoonfuls of refined saltpeter, sulfur and charcoal into an iron barrel, and a dog-headed man stirred and tamped it frantically with a wooden stick.

Finally, the Gunpowder Shaman pulled out his secret formula from his arms, a large bag of sugar. He licked it first, then reluctantly poured it into the iron bucket, "More sweetness!"

After sealing the powder barrel with a steel ring, the gunpowder shaman muttered something, then personally picked up the powder barrel and handed it to a believer of the god of gunpowder.

The process seems long, but it is actually surprisingly quick. In less than half a minute, a super-powerful gunpowder barrel was successfully made.

"Witness the glory of the Kobolds!"

The dog-headed believer's hair stood up. He held the gunpowder barrel and waited for his companions to light the fuse before rushing towards the city gate.

At this time, Kroger and several other ogres worked together to smash the door, and only managed to create a few cracks. When they saw the kobold fanatics rushing towards them, they were so scared that they dropped their gun barrels and ran for their lives.

With a loud bang, all the ogres nearby were knocked away or knocked down by the air wave, and the city gate, which was strong enough to withstand a hundred hits from the battering ram, was shattered into pieces, revealing a dark doorway.

Before noon, the city walls of Vidanlan had changed hands. The werewolf's shadow claw battle flag and the troll's fang battle flag were raised one after another, followed by the dog's head life-saving flag and the ogre's red fat face flag.

Seeing that the city wall had been taken, Romon led the Musketeer Corps into the city under the black River Bay Unity flag.

A group of werewolves and kobolds were blocking the city gate filled with corpses, licking their wounds while looking at the bustling streets of the city.

They showed greedy eyes, but did not dare to cross the boundary of the city wall.

There are many Isenbol knights in Romon's Musket Corps, and they all applied for the expedition with the mentality of getting rich.

For this war, Isenpol's square-flag knights Rudolf and Arnold both came out of retirement and formed two small square-flag legions, which became auxiliary legions responsible for maintaining logistics.

But there were also many knights who were unwilling to do odd jobs in the rear and followed to the front line.

An Isenpol knight couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you continue to attack?"

The werewolf captain said listlessly, "King Szhuang has issued an order that only the city walls can be taken, and anyone who enters the city will be killed."

The human knights of Isenbol could not help but look towards the top of the city and found thousands of alien warriors, all crowded on the city walls or entrenched nearby. As expected, not a single alien had entered the streets of the city.

The knights were all shocked. They had originally planned to take advantage of the Earl's absence to plunder, but now they quickly suppressed this thought.

Several Isembol knights pulled the reins and looked at Xiang Romon.

Romon gave the order: "The first and second musketeers, occupy the main streets and high ground, and deploy defenses along the streets. The rest of you, follow me to surround the lord's castle."

After saying that, he looked at Kroger, whose armor gaps were full of arrows, and shouted, "Kroger, take your men and follow me."

Krog's ogre army couldn't climb up the city wall during the siege. They were hit by a rain of arrows and trampled red by the big feet of trolls and werewolves. At this time, they were asking the little dog-headed people beside them to help scratch their itch.

Many ogres had no armor, and the arrows penetrated into their thick skin and were stepped on and broken by the trolls climbing the city wall, leaving only the arrowheads stuck in the flesh, which was itching terribly.

A group of kobold musketeers surrounded them, using their knives to drill holes all over the ogre's body. Every time they dug out an arrowhead, they would show it off to their companions.

Hearing Roman's words, Krog and his people stood up reluctantly, shook off the dog-headed man on his body, and said in a muffled voice: "The Orgays can't deal with the human wall!"