In the next few hours, starting from the S137 gun position, on the northern wall of Mog City, the high-pressure countermeasures on the city wall were constantly damaged, and one by one the ballistas stopped, and as the ballistas went out, the number of demonized puppets rushing on the ground increased The officers and soldiers stationed on the city wall were shouting angrily, and some soldiers smashed their fists on the ballistas in excitement, even if their fists were bloody, the core parts were broken, and the ballistas remained motionless.
The high-pressure compound pipe on the ballista is the core component of the ballista, it stands to reason that the durability of this component made of special alloy is beyond doubt, under normal circumstances, this part almost does not need to be replaced, it is the most durable part on the ballista, but at this moment, when the defense of Mog City entered a critical stage, the high-pressure compound pipe on the ballista was damaged, this is not an ordinary accident and coincidence, but someone deliberately did it Two years ago, when the Holy War was in full swing, the Demon Legion had not yet reached the Cernes Plain, and the entire city defense system of Mog City had undergone a large-scale upgrade, and in that upgrade, the key components of these ballistas had only been updated, and these ballistas could not see any problems at all when they were used in peacetime, but who would have thought that at this time, these ballistas had just been used continuously for a week, and there would be problems in the most unlikely places.
Zhang Tie immediately thought of the Three Eyes Meeting.
Only those mongrels of the Three Eyes Society have the motivation and ability to manipulate Mog City's city defense system, so that Mog City's city defense system has a big problem at the most critical moment.
There is no doubt that the power of the Three Eyes Society is very well hidden in the Republic of Saipan.
But at this moment, even if you know that it is the hands and feet that the three eyes will do, there is no point in it The demonized puppets came in waves, and more and more corpses were discarded outside the city wall by the demonized puppets that came in, and the corpses accumulated higher and higher At this time, the rangers and witchers in Mog City jumped off the city walls, setting off a whirlwind of death among the demonized golems that poured in like a tide, in order to slow down the demonized golems' attack.
Zhang Tie also jumped down, and before he had time to deal with the small wound on his face, he took two two-handed swords of more than 50 kilograms from the city wall and jumped down.
At this moment, Zhang Tie was like returning to the Ice and Snow Wasteland and trapped in the overlapping demonic puppets, at that time, if the demonized puppets around Zhang Tie were like a lake, then at this moment, those demonized puppets around him were an ocean, and those skilled demon hunters and rangers were the reefs in this ocean, the reefs separated the sea and the waves, but more sea water would still rush over these reefs towards the shore.
Zhang Tie didn't know how many demonized puppets he had killed, but those demonized puppets were always inexhaustible, rushing towards him one after another.
At dawn, the accuracy of the steam centrifugal cannons in Mog City began to improve, the frequency of the impact of the demon golems began to decrease, and the density of the shock formation also loosened, and after a night of hard fighting, the exhausted witchers and rangers had begun to suffer casualties at this time, and the witchers and rangers also began to retreat.
Just a hundred meters away on Zhang Tie's left, a ranger fell into the encirclement of the demonized puppet.
A demonized puppet that had been cut off and fell to the ground fell to the ground in a large pile of corpses, not moving, not attracting attention at all, and when the ranger and the demonized puppets were walking and fighting, trying to retreat to the city and passing by it, the demonized puppet that had not yet died was lying on the ground, and suddenly stabbed the short sword in his hand into the ranger's leg, cutting a huge wound at once.
With a roar of pain, the Ranger shot the demonized puppet's head, but more demonized puppets poured in, and the ranger who had been injured all night of hard work was suddenly in danger.
Zhang Tie rushed over, the twin swords in his hands swept like a whirlwind, and the heads of the demonized puppets flew up in large swaths, and then he grabbed the ranger's belt, and rushed over Mog City with the ranger in his hand.
Along the way, Zhang Tie was completely running on the disgusting corpses of those demonized puppets that were stacked on top of each other, and several demonized puppets who were not completely dead on the ground wanted to attack Zhang Tie, but they were all kicked by him, and the closer they got to the city wall, the more corpses of the demonized puppets became, and gradually formed a hillside made of corpses.
Seeing Zhang Tie rushing over with a person, the defenders on the city wall and the returning demon hunters and rangers all shouted, and the ballistas that were still intact and the dispersed strike system in the city wall poured fire behind Zhang Tie, interrupting the pursuit of those demonized puppets.
At this moment, outside the city, Zhang Tie and the person he was holding were the last to evacuate, so they also attracted the attention of many people.
"Ah, it's inconvenient for you to go up with me, just throw me up," Zhang Tie, who was caught by Zhang Tie, said a little weakly.
"Catch" ran to the edge of the city wall, Zhang Tie roared, and threw the ranger in his hand towards the city.
Standing on the pile of corpses, the distance from the top of the city wall was only less than ten meters high, and because of this, that person was easily thrown up by Zhang Tie, caught by the person above, and saw that person fell on the city wall, Zhang Tie's legs were forced, and the whole person also stepped on a pile of corpses from below and jumped directly into the air, grabbing the end of the rope hanging down from the city wall with one hand, just borrowing a hand, and returned to the city wall of Moge City.
For Zhang Tie at this moment, at this height in front of him, even if he was carrying a person and holding two weapons, he could jump up directly from below, but under the gaze of many people, it was a bit too show-off, and under Zhang Tie's deliberate low-key, he went up to the city wall in a decent manner.
Last night's bloody battle, Zhang Tie did not expose his strength too much, and he did not even use the Iron Blood God Fist and Battle Qi Attack, when many witchers and rangers were blooming their battle aura in the darkness and displaying their gorgeous combat skills, he just held a double sword, like a cold harvester wandering in the ocean of darkness and demonized puppets, accurately, efficiently, and ruthlessly cut off the heads of one demonized puppet after another, and grinded the bodies of one demonized puppet after another.
On the city wall, the ranger who was thrown up by Zhang Tie sat with a pale face leaning under a crossbow arrow hole on the city wall, a pair of pants completely soaked in blood had been torn by him, revealing a terrible wound on the side of the knee of his right leg, the size of a palm, the deepest part of the bone, a medical soldier was squatting in front of him, using alcohol to help him clean the wound.
As the alcohol poured into the wound, the bruises on the ranger's forehead jumped, and beads of sweat rolled down.
Seeing Zhang Tie coming, all the people around looked at him and the weapon in his hand with respect.
Seeing others staring at the two two-handed swords in his hands, Zhang Tieleng paused, and he also looked at the two blood-drenched two-handed swords in his hands, he didn't pay attention to it when he was slashing just now, and at this time, he found that the blades on both sides of the two big swords were already like saws, and in a night of slashing, after killing many demonized puppets, the two swords were almost useless.
The two two-handed swords that were to be scrapped were undoubtedly the best proof of Zhang Tie's military exploits, and they also attracted a respectful gaze.
Zhang Tie shook his head, casually threw the two swords onto a pile of discarded wooden boxes with crossbow arrows on the city wall, and then walked in front of the ranger.
"How is it, are you okay?"
Zhang Tie asked the ranger who was thrown up by him.
That ranger is in his thirties, with a square face, a burly physique, short brown hair, a beard, and a rather bold appearance, in the battle just now, Zhang Tie found that this guy's strength is only about ten levels, less than eleven levels, and he is probably a four-star or five-star strong warrior.
"Thank you, my name is Robin, you saved half my life" The guy looked up at Zhang Tie while sweating coldly and said, "What's your name, I'll pay you back when I have the chance." ” I didn't expect this guy to be quite funny, Zhang Tie smiled, "My name is Peter" "Okay, I remember the name" The man nodded earnestly, his eyebrows twitching, and he took a breath of cold air.
In a matter of moments, the medic had thoroughly cleaned his wound with alcohol, and began to stitch it up with a hook-like needle and fish gut.
"Wait a minute," Zhang Tie stopped the medic soldier, then took out a full-potent potion from his pocket and handed it over, "It will get better sooner if you use this."
Seeing the all-in-one potion, the ranger named Robin, the medic and the people around him all lit up.
"Ah, the all-in-one potion," Robin let out a soft snort, and after licking his lips, he laughed, "It seems that I'm lucky, even if I have to run for my life in two days, this leg shouldn't be a drag on others." ” The medical soldier took the full potion, opened it carefully, sniffed it on the mouth of the potion bottle intoxicatedly, and then carefully applied half of the bottle of potion to the wound, and reluctantly took the remaining half to Robin, who was not polite, took it and drank it.
After some treatment, the wound was quickly stitched and bandaged, and with the full potion effect, Robin was able to stand up.
Several rangers and demon hunters came over together, those people were all masters above level 9 who jumped off the city wall with Zhang Tie last night and fought with the demonized puppets outside the city, everyone is helping to defend the city these days, everyone has met each other a few times, although they can't name names, but they are quite familiar.
"Two brothers, do you want to find a place to have a drink and rest together?"
Zhang Tie looked at the demonized puppets outside the city, and then at the ballista turret on the city wall, which was already half-lying in one night, and the large group of soldiers who ran up the city wall with manual machine crossbows, and sighed secretly in his heart.
Even Robin could see that Mog City could hold out for two days at most, how could he not see it, at this time, many people in the city had to think carefully about the problem after two days: