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Chapter 298 The battle is going on

The werewolves rushed up the city wall, constantly climbing up, and occasionally jumping left and right to move to avoid the stones thrown by the defenders above. It was difficult for the arrows to threaten them, but those stones still had the power of gravity.

Ability to smash them down.

The soldiers also began to hold sharp blades in their mouths, hold a shield in one hand, and hold on to the ladder with the other hand to start climbing up. Behind them, the siege ladders also gradually approached the city wall. Ronan went all out from the beginning, without any tentative attack at all.

It means once.

Although the defenders tried their best to resist, the werewolves quickly climbed up the city wall. Only less than ten werewolves were shot down, and they were all lower-level werewolves. However, although those werewolves were badly hit, they did not die. Their

His vitality is indeed tenacious. After being dragged back to the position by the soldiers and eating some food, it didn't take long for even the dislocated and broken bones to recover.

In the sky, Eranikus quickly lowered his altitude and let out a roar to frighten the eagle men. Eranikus's two huge eyes stared at the densely populated enemy troops on the city wall, and then

His chest swelled high, and he spit out a mouthful of dragon flames as he quickly flew over the city wall.

The flames passed over the city wall and immediately ignited a large area of ​​the defenders. The defenders were covered in flames and ran around in a panic. Many of them fell under the city wall in confusion.

"Spread out! Go get the sniper crossbow!"

On the city wall, the commander of the Eagle frowned as he watched Eranikus ignore the arrows fired at it and repeatedly spray fire on the city wall to kill his own soldiers. He only wanted the craftsmen in the tribe to

Those large sniper crossbows built after knowing that the enemy has dragons will work.

Soon, more than a dozen groups of soldiers came to the city wall carrying sniper crossbows about one meter long, cocked them, loaded the crossbow arrows, and took aim. These soldiers had all undergone imaginary training in order to be able to hit the fast-moving Iraqis in the air.

Lannicus, after a period of aiming, the soldier in charge of firing pulled the trigger.

This kind of sniper crossbow cannot be operated by one person. It has a base. One soldier is responsible for adjusting the up and down height, one is responsible for adjusting the left and right, and one is responsible for shooting. It requires three people to use it.

Dozens of huge armor-piercing crossbow arrows shot at Eranikus with sharp sounds in the air. Eranikus' intuition sounded the alarm, and he quickly raised it, but it was still predicted that it would move.

One arrow hit the target, while the other arrows flew a certain distance and then fell.

The crossbow arrow hit Eranikus's hind thigh, and successfully penetrated its scales, sinking about half of it deeply. Eranikus roared in pain, and then under Ronan's order

He returned, leaving only a trail of blood in the air.

The eagle soldiers on the city wall cheered happily after seeing that they had successfully injured the dragon. Many of them had already dreamed of becoming dragon-slaying warriors, and their status had soared when they returned to the tribe.

The eagle commander on the city wall also relaxed his brows. Although he only hit one, the hit rate was a bit low, but as long as he could hurt the dragon, anything was easy. He had to let the craftsmen make some later, at least.

It would be better to form a barrage so that the dragon has nowhere to hide.

Eranikus flapped its wings and landed next to Ronan. Looking at the arrow that pierced deeply into its thigh, Ronan frowned. In this case, Eranikus' aerial threat would be greater.

If you discount it, it won't work, let alone the smaller flying dragon. As long as it is hit by an arrow, it will probably be dead.

Kemilla came over and put her hand on the crossbow, and then tightly held the shaft of the crossbow.

"Don't move, don't struggle, otherwise it may break directly during the extraction process. If it breaks in your body, then you will have to undergo surgery!"

Kemilla said to Eranikus. Eranikus nodded slightly, but his eyes were narrowed in fear. It was rarely injured and was surprisingly afraid of pain.

"Ouch!" As Eranikus screamed in pain, Kemilla directly pulled out the crossbow arrow, then handed the crossbow arrow to Ronan beside her, and then placed it on Eranikus with her glowing hands.

He applied it to Kusi's wound to help stop the bleeding and relieve pain. Finally, he took the wound medicine handed over by Ronan and sprinkled some on Eranikus's wound.

The muscles in the wound have been closed, and it will not take long to heal, but the damaged scales will have to be left alone for a while. Ronan looked at the crossbow arrow in his hand, and then said to Magna:

"How should we focus on taking care of those crossbowmen? They are hiding in the back and are difficult to deal with!"

"I can't think of any good solution now. Your Majesty, I have to study it carefully when I get back."

Magna spread his hands and expressed that he was helpless. Ronan smiled and then ordered the soldiers to retreat. Ronan's first attack came to an end, and he and the enemy were generally evenly matched.

Under the cover of the archers, the soldiers fighting on the city wall retreated from the city wall. The siege ladder, which was generally in good condition, was pushed back. It was repaired and still usable. The werewolves also climbed down from the city wall.

Compared to the siege troops who suffered certain losses, the werewolves did not suffer any casualties. The enemy really had no good way to deal with these werewolves. They could only send soldiers to hold them back and hold them back to prevent them from attacking the back row.

"The enemy's attack is very strong. Although the enemy's casualties are not small, after calculation, our casualties are basically the same as the enemy's, or even more. We are the defenders of the city. If this happens every time, then

We don’t need to think too much, we will be defeated without the support of the following tribes. Everyone, don’t you have any good ideas to come up with?”

The speaker was the chief of the Canglang Clan, Mukai Canglang. Sitting next to him was the chief of the Raging Dragon Orcs, Walker Fury Dragon, the chief of the Grizzly Bear Clan, Minsa Grizzly, who had just arrived a few days ago.

The chiefs of the other two small tribes, Warsaw Gray Fox and Temulun Coyote. After listening to Mukai’s words, Walker took the lead and said:

"Those wolf-shaped monsters, we must deal with them. The soldiers all say that they are immortal demons and have a great impact on the morale of our army. Fortunately, there are not many of them, but I briefly fought with the leading one.

, very strong, very strong.

I had almost no power to parry, so I had to cooperate with my personal guards to struggle with it. And it was indeed, as the soldiers said, unkillable. I just used my giant ax to split its chest, and it turned around and forced it back.

I was completely healed in less than half a minute.

But there are no immortal creatures in this world. They must also have weaknesses. We must find their weaknesses as soon as possible in the subsequent battles and deal with them like we dealt with that dragon. Otherwise, it will be difficult for our army to win!"


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