The Norman Warcastle suddenly came to life.
In the snow, twelve triangular repulsors made of alloys poked out of the ground, and the repulsors were densely covered with metal thorns half a foot long, even if a mid-level demonic beast hit these sturdy and heavy repulsors, it would be the end of the head breaking and bleeding.
All the rejection horses had a layer of dim light flickering, and it was obvious that these twelve triangular rejection horses that stretched for dozens of miles had been blessed by magic runes.
Behind the triangular rejection of the horses, with a clicking sound, one after another pure steel infantry spears several meters long rose from under the snow at forty-five degrees.
Several successive formations of infantry spears hummed softly in the howling cold wind, and it was obvious that these spears were all made of steel with excellent toughness.
The Horse Rejection Array and the Spear Formation, these are all carefully built by the alchemists of the Western Continent using the primeval magic technology, and if the alien siege team wants to overcome these seemingly simple obstacles, they must slow down, and the alien army that has lost the impact speed will have to face the brutal blows of countless city defense weapons on the city wall.
What is even more worrying is that the position of these triangular horses and spears is not fixed.
Driven by the magic array, these city defense equipment traveled around along the pre-laid tracks, appearing in time for the needed area.
In history, the siege teams of foreign races rushing and charging wildly have suffered greatly from these seemingly inconspicuous city defense equipment.
The twelve-headed ice mammoth roared loudly, spitting hot air, dragging a wooden city with a base length and width of more than three hundred meters and slowly moving forward.
There was a tower more than two hundred meters high standing on this wooden city, Leon stood on the lookout at the top of the tower, coldly looked at the city defense equipment that was shining in the snow dozens of miles away, and suddenly sneered mockingly.
"It's still these old tools, I really don't know what those humans have been doing all these years."
"If it had been for our warriors to suddenly raise these horses and spears while they were charging, our warriors would have suffered heavy losses.
But now that our army hasn't come closer, they're raising these things in advance, are they showing off?"
Yin Qingyue frowned and looked at the rejection horses and spear formations that appeared in the snow, and then she also shook her head a little incomprehensibly: "Perhaps, there are other conspiracies, but no matter what."
This time we have the help of the goblins. ” Leon looked coldly at the huge trebuchet made by the giants a hundred meters away, which was slowly moving forward under the drag of a large group of orcs.
He shook his head disappreciatively: "War, it still has to be done with swords and flesh and blood, these green-skinned dwarf things, I can't trust them." ” Grabbed a token made of white bone and threw it out.
Leon shouted, "Go to a team of 10,000 people."
Smashed those eyesores for me."
The sound of a low horn gradually spread, and ten thousand furious dwarves in heavy armor, holding a thick iron shield in their left hand and a sledgehammer in their right hand, let out a low roar, and one by one they excitedly stepped forward with two small broken legs.
Unlike the usual dwarves, these berserk dwarves have some kind of bestial blood flowing through their veins, and their hair and beard are blood-red.
They spewed hot air and ran forward excitedly, all the while constantly raising their heads to look up at the sky, wary of bows and arrows or other deadly things that might be thrown by the defenders on the first wall of the Norman Castle.
But the defenders on the walls did not move.
They just stood behind the battlements of the wall, and watched the dwarves rushing towards the triangular horses and spears with great interest.
Even many archers did not pull their bowstrings.
They just smiled gloatingly as they watched the dwarves keep approaching.
The thick snow made it difficult for these furious dwarves to run, they were only about 1.20 meters tall, but the snow was about 1 meter high.
The dwarves had to break the snow in front of them with fighting spirit as they ran, making them run like a group of industrious marmots, and they all smelled funny.
Funny is funny, these dwarves are really not slow to run while shaking the snow and shaking the snow all over the sky.
They shouted loudly.
The whole body was full of fighting spirit, and it took more than two quarters of an hour to run more than thirty miles.
Panting, they came to the triangular horses that were a cut taller than them.
The furious dwarves lined up in front of the triangular rejection horses, giggling and shouting at the defenders of the Norman fort a few miles away, and then wielding their sledgehammers to destroy the chilling rejections.
But no sooner had they raised their hammers than the snow under their feet suddenly moved.
With a loud bang, a large area of iron thorns two meters high flew out of the ground.
The dense iron spikes made these dwarves not even have room to dodge, and these dwarves never dreamed that when the Norman battle fort would have such a vicious mechanism to ambush the Hundred Years of Land Island War, the Norman battle fort defense line definitely did not have such a ruthless thing Ten thousand dwarves were stabbed into their lower bodies by sharp iron spikes, and they let out a terrible howl, and iron spikes taller than the others stabbed out of their celestial spirit covers, holding their helmets high.
There was a deep blood groove on the iron thorn, and the blood of the berserk dwarf sneered along the blood groove, and the snow soon turned into a red and dazzling blood field.
The wails of the furious dwarves, and the eerie sound of their muscles and bones being severed by iron thorns as they struggled, made the approaching alien army roar angrily.
The clanged again, and the iron spikes slowly retracted into the ground.
The snow squirmed strangely, and it was obvious that these unguardable iron spikes had been driven by the magic array and moved to other places.
And these triangular horses and spear arrays also slowly retracted to the ground, and the snow and dirt around them wriggled wildly, and no one could figure out where these things had moved, or simply did not move in place.
Leon's face turned iron-blue, and with a punch of rage, he knocked one of the guards around him flying from the watchtower.
Then a heavy hammer slammed into the back of Leon's head, smashing Leon's helmet almost to pieces, making Leon's eyes black, and the bones in the back of his head made an overwhelmed sound.
Also standing on the watchtower, the commander of the berserk dwarves in the alien army, a berserk dwarf king with a height of nearly two meters, saw that his people were sent to death by Leon with a word, and his clean war hammer smashed towards Leon.
If it weren't for the armor on Leon's body, which was the best holy weapon forged by the Odin Temple, and the powerful blessing of the Odin Templar priest, the Raging Dwarf King's hammer would have beaten Leon's head into a ball of meat sauce.
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"Leon, you son of a bitch, why don't you let your own people die" A hammer knocked Leon away, and the Raging Dwarf King's eyes were red and he picked up the war hammer and chased after Leon.
The other generals of the alien race grabbed the berserk dwarf king who had fallen into a frenzy and pressed him to the ground in embarrassment.
Leon, who was almost killed, was so angry that his eyes turned green, and his hysterical sword was about to cut off the head of the berserk dwarf king to sacrifice the flag.
Seeing Leon's behavior, the generals of the Titan clan, who had always been friendly with the dwarves, immediately went berserk, and they rushed up with a roar, and they were about to fight Leon desperately.
The high-ranking generals of the alien race were in a mess, fortunately, there were also the priests of the Odin Temple, and they easily suppressed this mess, but whether it was Leon or the Berserk Dwarf King, these generals all became blue and swollen, and even some of their bones were broken.
Yin Qingyue stood aside and squinted at the infighting of these alien races, the corners of her mouth hooked slightly, and a sneering sneer flashed on her face.
These crude and impulsive aliens, their weaknesses are so distinct, it is not too easy to control them and use them.
With a shallow smile, Yin Qingyue walked to Leon's side, and his gentle words soothed his anger.
With her skillful mediation, after Leon promised the Berserk Dwarven Alien that the Raging Dwarves would give priority to the selection of loot this time, the Raging Dwarf King also put down his warhammer in a huff.
The alien legions had approached the first wall of the Norman fort, less than ten miles away.
This distance is already very dangerous, and some powerful magic weapons and magic bows and crossbows made by humans can already damage enemies at this distance.
But for the aliens, this distance is also the most convenient position for them to charge, and it only takes them a few breaths to rush to the city wall, as much as possible to reduce the damage of the crossbows on the city's head.
The eyes of all the aliens, all the defenders on the walls, were focused on the great trebuchet.
The goblins tossed and turned on the trebuchet for a long time, and finally electricity came out of the trebuchet, and eight stout, long legs like octopus brachiopods grew out of thin air on the heavy base of the trebuchet.
These eight long legs with extremely sharp tips slammed into the ground, sinking deep into the ground dozens of meters deep.
With a low roar, the long rod of the trebuchet automatically bent backwards, and the electric light flowing on the trebuchet became even more dazzling.
The kobold servants of the brigade walked up and handed the goblins baskets of magic crystals.
The goblins were busy filling the magic crystals into the massive ball in the middle of the trebuchet.
As the magic crystal was filled, a dazzling ball of thunder gradually appeared out of thin air in the hemispherical hollow at the end of the throwing rod.
With a piercing sneer, the diameter of the thunder light increased rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it skyrocketed to about twenty meters.
Ka Ka Finch let out a loud shout, and he didn't know what kind of rune he had punched into the trebuchet, and the throwing rod suddenly shook forward, and the thunderball with a diameter of twenty meters immediately let out a loud thunderstorm sound, and smashed into the walls of the Norman castle with a bolt of lightning
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