There is an enemy! Several soldiers in the stone casting tower shouted. They tried hard to use their bodies to stumble, trying to close the door from inside. I don’t know if it was because it had not closed for too long, or the iron bolts of the door were rusted, making a harsh friction sound, and half of them stuck in a moment

"Kill! No one left!" Lisastee waved behind him and shouted. Several Samor Guards had rushed in. There was a fierce metal collision sound from inside. Unprepared Tir soldiers used the spear and wooden stick in their hands to fight for the final resistance. Samor Guards' sword was like flying snowflakes, and Tir soldiers quickly arrived in a pool of blood.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! The wheel axle is five degrees to the left!" The trenched squeaking sound was made by the technician of Samandu, like a group of mice grinding their teeth. Several technicians skillfully poured the specially brought oil on the winch of the steel wire, and quickly wiped the rusty parts with the oil cloth in their hands.

"My God! This is an antique from that year!" A Samandu technician who was inspecting the base complained that the steel wire winch in front of him had almost all eroded, and the base of the trench was covered with green moss. Because it took too long, the whole trench was like an old man, with death breath all over his body.

,      The rut is from the north

From the construction of this fortress to the present, these two heavyweight trenchers have basically never been used because of their special location. Most of the parts inside are made of wooden and will not rust, but the gears and steel cables of the winch are iron. The Tyre family always repairs them every six months. Although they can be used barely, their accuracy and winch performance are greatly reduced.

If a rock bullet can go beyond twenty meters without the adjustment of a senior technician, this is also the reason why the Tyr people are not very defensive about this place. No one expected that the enemy would bring the technician in to the scene.

"Hurry up, hurry up! I said this thing can still be used?" Lisaste urged anxiously, and his sharp eyes looked at the hanging wall not far away. He didn't care about the complaints of the Samandu technician. He only cared about whether this thing could still move. If it couldn't move, Lisaste felt that he could really jump into the city wall. This was a relatively remote area, and before leaving, there was no plan to escape." But just running away like this made Lisaste extremely unwilling to accept it

"Of course, I'm a Samandu! Don't talk about this thing, I can assemble even a bunch of parts." Samandu technician was very dissatisfied with his contempt, and accelerated his hand to fiddle with the steel ring of the winch wheel.

Soon the winch of the trencher began to make an ugly creaking and friction sound under the push of more than ten Samor guards, but in Lisasthai's ears, it was the most beautiful sound. The trombone of the enemy was discovered in the distance. With the light light of the sky, Lisasthai found a team of fully armed soldiers running towards this side quickly, with hundreds of people. It seems that another patrol team found the corpse that had been fighting.

"Target! Fortress Gate! Ruler Fierce Rice! Left-turn 18 degrees"

While the technician of Samandu loudly corrected the ruler of the trencher and adjusted the axis of the wheel, the trencher winch made a tight muffled sound, which was the sound of the winch being tightened.

"Quick! Quick! Stone bombs" Lisastee waved his hand and shouted. Two Samor guards pushed a stone bomb with a diameter of one meter onto the throwing basket of the trencher. The huge rolling sound was like bursts of winter thunder in the narrow throwing tower.

Isamori, a female killer who had never seen such a shocking battle scene, was also very excited at this moment. If such a large stone bullet hits the front, not to mention himself, even the gods will turn into a pool of meat paste. Thinking that this giant stone bullet would smash the fortress gate to pieces, everyone was very excited.

"Start!" The shooter shouted angrily, waving the sharp axe in his hand, and a cold light. The rope of the catapult broke in response to the sound.

"Cang" a loud and crisp sound, the huge stone bullet whistled, raising everyone's hope, and drew an arc and smashed the fortress gate in the distance like lightning. The chaotic shouts in the stone casting tower just now stopped, everyone held their breath, staring at the focus with their eyes and staring at the fortress gate.

"Bang" Just as everyone was holding their breath and waiting for the stone bomb to smash the gate, the stone bomb was in the air towards the city wall on the west side of the fortress gate, and hit the Tibetan soldiers' cave on the city wall, and stones flew. A large gap was smashed on the inside of the city wall. Even through the sacred rice, you could still see the soldiers inside being exploded. Ge fell down one by one.

"Damn! What's going on?" Lisastey beat his hands with regret. The stone bullet just now exposed their position. Teams of Tyr soldiers holding spears rushed over from a distance with murderous intent

"Prepare! Rotate right three degrees! Adjust the ruler for thirty meters." The shouts of the technician of Samandu sounded on the other side of the trencher, and the winch of another trencher made a tight creaking sound.

"Everyone cheer up, we still have a chance!" Lissastei personally took the battle this time and pushed a giant stone bomb into the blue with two Samor guards. Under the steps, the Tyr patrol had already begun to rush towards the stone casting tower.

"Start!" With a roar, the huge stone bullet shot out from the castle tower like a speeding meteor, and the fortress gate in the distance."

The thick fortress gate was like a big hole being smashed by a heavy hammer, and splashing wooden boards and stones fell like raindrops.

"They are in the West Stone Tower!" Lancent, who was commanding on the city wall, happened to see this scene. He looked at the broken fortress gate and his eyes widened. The West Stone Tower was near the warehouse where the transport personnel were arranged last night. Now even a fool knows how these people came in.

,    Wanbibei

"Damn transport soldiers! Kill them!" Lancent's eyes were blood red, and he was extremely angry at Zhuo who was deceived.

The Tyr soldiers rushed westward like wolves who smelled the smell of blood. The narrow mountain steps became their biggest obstacle. They could only rush up to more than a dozen people at a time. Flying arrows shot out from the casting tower. They shot accurately, so they could only lie on the ground with their heads lowered. Even so, they were always caught in arrows and rolled down from the steps.

The longbowmen stabbed the narrow passage steadily, and the sharp arrowheads kept shooting the enemies who rushed up the steps. Thanks to the Tirs, they prepared a large number of arrowheads in the stone casting tower. Although they were not as effective as the arrowheads specially used by the longbowmen, they were more than enough to deal with ordinary light infantry.

A team of heavy infantry rushed up with a large shield, and the arrow shot on the shield made a raindrop-like crisp sound, followed by more than thirty Tyr soldiers.

"Hurry up,! Hurry up! Let them see our gift!" Lisastee waved his hand excitedly, "Hu" a huge round giant stone bullet with a diameter of two meters was pushed out from the steps of the stone-throwing tower by several Samor guards. He bounced happily on the steps, making a muffled thunderous sound.

The rumbling vibration made the Tyr soldiers on the plane pale,

"Oh my god." The Tyr soldiers exclaimed, like a group of wild ducks driven away. They no longer care about their teammates, and they turned around and ran down in a panic. They threw away the heavy shields in their hands. Now everyone knows that you don't need to run faster, you just need to be faster than your teammates.

The steep steps became a natural rolling platform of circular stone bombs. The giant stone bombs rolled for more than ten meters in a row, crushing the head of the Tyr people like a huge marble. A heavy soldier running at the end was swept in. Blood mixed with internal organs and squeezed out like rain. The Tyr soldiers behind were obviously frightened and looked at the stone bombs rolling down the steps. They jumped down the cliff steps that were more than ten meters high, hitting a crowded companion below.

The infantry heavy armor was just a thicker piece of paper in front of this huge stone bullet. The stone bullet just paused for a moment and continued to roll forward. Everyone saw that the soldier was completely crushed into a human skin posted on the ground. The violent and bloody scene made everyone frown secretly.

"Oh, you guys can't be more gentle. Isamoriel felt a soreness in his throat and vomited on the spot. Instead, Lisasta and Samor's guards cheered victoriously.

"Come up, Tyr bastards." This time it was replaced by the excited shouts of Samandu technician. A stone bullet shot out from the stone thrower. Ge Xiao made an arc and smashed into the corridor thirty meters away. There was a team of heavy infantry gathering there, like a smashed bowler. A large area fell down.

With the teachings of the two teams in front of him, the Tyr soldiers were crowded under the steps, allowing the captain to wave his sword, and refused to come up again, "Storm up! Give me.

"A captain of Tyr soldier waved his knight's sword and tried to drive the soldiers upwards. A quick white line penetrated his throat, shot out from his neck with broken bones and blood, nailed to the earth wall behind, and penetrated a piece of arrow deeply. The captain's body was dragged one meter away by huge force, and everyone who saw it dared not say anything again

This is naturally the masterpiece of Isamoriel, a violent archwoman. The world is silent. The captains of Tyr dare not show up again. The opponent's long-range firepower is too strong, and whistling stone bombs are constantly hit by. The gathering crowd is like smashed waves. Hundreds of people are lying down in a corridor, and most of the bodies are tragically divided, not to mention the crazy sniper archer.

Every time Isamori appears in the stone castle, there is always a person who is nailed to the wall by a terrifying war bow. The Tirs behind him learns his lesson. When he sees the terrifying woman appear, he looks for a place to hide, and he doesn't even dare to show his head. This makes Isamori, who is looking for a target everywhere, very depressed.

This violent woman is now like she was slaughtered. She is addicted to murder. The pleasure of killing is contagious. Besides, Isamori is already very violent. The first thing the Tyr people feels about their castle is like hell. Of course, the most depressing person is not the Tyr people. Lisasta feels that she should be the protagonist. Why isn't there a woman showing off now?

"Woo!" A rapid trombone sounded from the fortress gate in the distance, and thick smoke mixed with fighting sounded throughout the sky.

Please Yueli, please give me a reward. That guy will give Zhang Yuanman vote. Baozi bowed respectfully again.
Chapter completed!