On the wall, 'Thorn' saw two trebuchets being transported. He had seen the power of the trebuchets during testing - stones as big as a human head could be thrown three hundred meters away. However, to obtain better accuracy, it was necessary to pull the trebuchets.
As close as within two hundred meters.
At this distance, the wall's heavy crossbow can also be put to use. At least it can make the craftsmen who launch stones not be too arrogant.
As for whether the orc stronghold can hold out for two days, 'Bramble' thinks it should be no problem. This settlement was besieged by violent animals many times in the past, and the walls are very strong, high and thick. It will definitely be hit by a trebuchet alone.
It cannot be destroyed easily.
As long as the wall is there, the unyielding bastards outside the wall will not dare to approach easily. At most, they are afraid of risking their lives to launch an attack at night, but the orc strongholds are full of barbarians, and the more serious the casualties, the stronger their fighting spirit.
Besides, those bastards outside the wall may not dare to fight for their lives.
As long as they can survive two days, Thorns feels that the Maguru tribe in the mud pit will definitely not sit idly by and ignore it, and will definitely send reinforcements.
Like the Thorns, the barbarians in the orc stronghold all climbed onto the wall, huddled behind the crenellations and looked outside. They saw the enemy sending some skirmishers to monitor the two wings of the stronghold, and they also saw the enemy coming from the front to lay out their troops.
"The horses of those guys look really weird." Leader Schroeder said to himself unhappily.
The arrogance horse is simply a frame built with a few pieces of wood to prevent the enemy from quickly attacking. It has no technical content. But in the eyes of the people in the orc stronghold, those trashy arrogance horses outside are actually equipped with wheels and thick wooden boards.
shield.
Three or five handymen pushed rough-made wheeled horses and slowly approached to a position less than 200 meters away from the wall. At this distance, the large heavy crossbows on the wall could already shoot.
"Shoot a wave." Schroeder immediately ordered. Although he was very confident in his own wall, he did not want the enemy's troops to get too close to him.
Compared with the hand-held light crossbow, the wall's heavy crossbow is a big and bulky thing. It weighs a hundred kilograms, has a semi-fixed layout, and a torsion spring made of monster tendons, just in exchange for ultra-long range and powerful power.
There are two heavy crossbows in front of the settlement, and they fire immediately after receiving the order. The crossbow arrows, as thick as their arms, fly towards the approaching wheeled horses with a sharp whistling sound.
The distance of more than a hundred meters flew past, and the hit was quite accurate. The metal arrow penetrated the thick wooden board in front of the horse and pierced it.
The crossbow bolt that suddenly came out exploded a large number of wooden spikes, frightening the handyman pushing the horse half to death. He immediately turned around and ran away without obeying the command. The armed attendant supervising the battle behind them whipped and cursed, trying to drive the handyman back. Just in time for the first time,
Two waves of crossbow arrows flew over again...
The crossbow arrow missed the horse, but flew over the head of an armed attendant, frightening him so much that he sat on the ground and became incontinent on the spot.
Hahaha......
A roar of laughter rang out from the wall of the orc stronghold. Even though they were far away, the barbarians behind the crenels still saw those figures running around like cockroaches, and their originally nervous mood relaxed.
The bastards who came outside looked like there were so many people, but that was nothing more than that.
The handymen who pushed the horses came back soon, because they found that although the horses they pushed were heavy, they were reliable in defense. Although the heavy crossbows from the orc stronghold penetrated the thick wooden baffles of the wheeled horses.
, but didn’t hurt himself at all.
As a result, six or seven crude and hastily made forts were pushed to a position one hundred and fifty meters away from the wall. This distance was simply a provocation, and the people in the orc stronghold were not taken seriously at all.
"Leader Schroeder, let's rush out and kill a wave of people. Those bastards outside are so hateful, I can smell their stench." Several backbone barbarians asked for a fight, and wanted to rush out and chop up the bastards with axes.
horse.
"No, there are too many enemies. If you go out, you will die." Schroeder snorted and flatly refused: "Hold on, we can win!"
The wheeled horses were in place, and the handymen transported the sacks filled with sand one by one by hand to build the horse fortifications more firmly. This process was supported by dozens of adventurers and armed attendants.
Protect.
Two hours have passed since we were waiting for the fortifications to be formed. Both sides seemed to be very patient, with one defending and the other slowly preparing.
Zhou Qingfeng placed his command headquarters by the woods three hundred meters away from the orc stronghold. The communication squad he formed was running around to ensure that everyone involved in the battle understood their current situation and their responsibilities.
This is also very novel. Those who participated in the war found that the more they knew, the more relaxed they felt, and the more calm they became in dealing with it.
The handymen who carried the horses and sandbags were Zhou Qingfeng's men. They took turns, and every time they completed a task, they could return to the temporary camp to drink hot water, eat bread, and take a short rest. This allowed them to maintain a decent morale.
Able to work continuously.
This method of fighting is really strange. Fei Zhe from the Iron Mine Valley is responsible for protecting these workers. He and his armed attendants are very puzzled. One of the attendants whispered in a low voice: "These untouchables can actually work for a while and rest."
There will be something to eat in a while."
In the past, Fei Zhe attacked other settlements by blocking the enemy's doorstep with his armed retainers and a group of slave-like servants, riding horses and showing off his power to provoke. If the opponent couldn't stand it, he would go to war, and the two sides would fight each other face to face.
What is the role of the untouchables? Basically, they are just to wave the flag and shout, then work as coolies afterwards, and they can’t do anything else.
Under the command of Uncle Zhou, all the gentlemen were watching the battle. A group of untouchables actually became the main force, and they had food and drink. Not to mention that Fei Zhe was extremely uncomfortable with it, and the leaders of other settlements were not adaptable.
But at present, there seems to be nothing wrong with this arrangement. The men who participated in the war did not even need to break a sweat. A line of defense was completed, and the two trebuchets were pushed onto the field and began to deploy.
It was already afternoon, and there were only two or three hours left before dark. The fighting atmosphere was not intense at all. There were many armed attendants riding horses back and forth, as leisurely as if they were on an outing. I didn't know if a fight could start that day.
Schroeder, who was in the wall, also felt suffocated. He also thought that the incoming beasts would attack the wall of his home without thinking, just like those ferocious animals in the past, which were blocked under the wall and suffered all kinds of massacres from the wall humans.
It is best to have a strong man who can climb the wall and kill a few barbarians on his side, so that no one can defeat him for a while. So Uncle Schroeder stepped forward, turned the tide when everyone was frightened, and killed the powerful enemy with an axe, and once again
Saved the home.
This kind of battle is perfect!
But today, the gang of bastards outside the wall did not play this trick, and were so slow and uneasy that it made people anxious. Schroeder could only keep telling jokes to his men to relieve their boredom - look, the rookie commanding the battle is so boring, and no one died for a long time.
Not even blood was visible.
Hahaha......
Then the walls roared with laughter again.
Schroeder knew only a few jokes, and after telling them over and over again, his subordinates' laughter was perfunctory and fake. He waited and waited for half a day. Suddenly, he heard a roar from outside the wall, as if there was something coming.
Something is rolling.
Schroeder quickly looked up and saw that a trebuchet had been deployed behind the enemy's horse wall. The counterweight of the trebuchet sank, the swing arm was raised, and a stone in the net was thrown high, over a hundred meters of ground.
distance......
With a whoosh, he landed behind the wall of the orc stronghold.
The stone carried a lot of kinetic energy and shattered when it hit the ground. The splashed gravel flew around and hit the buildings in the camp, causing a chaotic noise. This blow was very powerful, and even if it really couldn't be beaten to death, it would be useless.
.
The barbarians on the wall were a little frightened, but Schroeder laughed loudly: "Look, I just said that the trebuchet can't hit us accurately. It can't hurt us even half a hair. The guys outside can't hit it in!"