Free Web NovelHeavy crossbows fired in succession, iron arrows piercing through more than a dozen orcs, the arrowheads protruding from their backs, leaving a trail of blood droplets.
The orc who had been shot looked down at the bloody hole in his chest, frowned, and saw the flesh at the wound writhing and slowly healing.
With the support of a massive army of ten thousand, and only 800 HP, a single arrow deals 300 damage; he won't die.
On the city wall, the gunners of several ballistae simultaneously turned the cranks, shifting the sights away from the orc infantry formation and aiming at the mammoth war elephant's thick leg joints.
The bowstring was taut, and the gunner squinted one eye.
The giant crossbow bolt was released, emitting a sharp whistling sound, and flew towards the war elephant. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
But the mammoth war elephant nimbly swung its long trunk, deflecting seven or eight arrow shafts.
Only one arrow slipped through the interception, precisely piercing the left foreleg joint of the lead war elephant, the shaft protruding and drawing out a spray of black blood.
The war elephants neighed and staggered, and the troll archers on their backs nearly fell off, clinging tightly to the railings of the arrow tower.
The orc catapults quickly retaliated. Although their accuracy was not high, with hundreds of catapults firing simultaneously, some boulders managed to fly over the crenellations and crash into the defenders' ranks.
A boulder the size of a millstone crashed onto the city wall, bounced twice, and knocked three county soldiers flying.
The three men suffered broken ribs, coughed up blood, and their health bars plummeted from 550 to 250. They collapsed on the ground, unable to get up.
Their comrades immediately dragged them behind the wall.
The veteran grabbed his shield, stood back in front of the battlement, and roared, "Ignore them, push!"
Another boulder struck the lower half of an arrow tower, causing the wooden and stone tower to collapse with a crash, and the archers and ballistae on top of the tower fell down together.
The shooter fell from a height of fifty meters and crashed into the ruins, his health bar almost gone, blood bubbling from his mouth.
Meng Yi's white robe was splattered with gravel and dust, but he remained unfazed. With a wave of his command flag, the reserve force immediately filled the gap.
People were constantly being smashed and dragged away from the city wall, their injuries severed, as replacement soldiers stepped up through the bloodstains.
The Great Wall recovers 1% of its health every 3 seconds. Severely wounded people can climb back up in a few minutes, but those whose heads are smashed or who fall off the wall cannot be saved.
Even more insidious were the plague barrels. The earthen-yellow jars exploded on the city walls, releasing a foul-smelling yellow mist. Green negative marks appeared on the shrouded defenders, reducing healing effectiveness by 30% for 60 seconds.
The healers on the city wall frowned.
A doctor grabbed a handful of herbs from his medicine box, chewed them up, and applied them to the wounded soldier's wound, muttering, "This poisonous fog is disgusting! I have to double the dosage!"
The new recruit next to him hurriedly handed over the medicine packet, his voice trembling: "Sir, can you hold on?"
The doctor glared at him: "You have to hold on whether you can or not!"
Outside the city, the mammoth war elephants had advanced to a distance of three hundred meters.
Twenty giant beasts stood in a horizontal line, fifty meters apart, with two or three troll archers standing on each elephant's back.
With grayish-green skin, nearly four meters tall, and carrying a giant bow taller than a person, its arrows are like spears.
The troll archer draws his bow and fires an armor-piercing arrow, ignoring 30% of armor.
The arrows, like black lightning, struck the city walls, the battlements, and the bodies of the defenders.
The Qin Warrior barely managed to withstand the attack thanks to its 25% block bonus.
However, the blocking efficiency of the county soldiers and the awakened ones was much worse. One county soldier was shot through the shoulder by an armor-piercing arrow, groaned, and knelt on one knee. His comrade next to him immediately dragged him behind the wall, and another county soldier took his place.
Another awakened being was shot in the chest, the arrow piercing through his back. He glanced down, then fell straight down and never rose again.
The archers in the arrow towers retaliated with concentrated fire, and several troll archers were hit and fell from the backs of elephants that were more than ten meters high, crashing to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.
A troll archer was shot in the neck, clutching his throat as he fell from the arrow tower. His companion on the elephant's back didn't even glance at him, continuing to draw his bow.
The orc infantry phalanx advanced to the 200-meter line.
On the city wall, Meng Yi pointed his command flag forward sharply.
Ten thousand Qin elite soldiers simultaneously raised their crossbows and launched a three-stage volley. freёwebnoѵel.com
The first rank fired their crossbow bolts and immediately retreated to reload. The second rank moved forward and fired, and the third rank moved forward and fired.
Arrows rained down like a storm, and the orc infantry's health bars began to drop.
An orc infantryman, struck by six arrows and with his health bar dropping to ten percent, continued charging forward. The seventh arrow pierced his throat, and he finally fell.
The armor-piercing effect allows crossbow bolts to ignore 25% of defense, meaning an average of seven bolts are enough to kill an orc.
On the city wall, more than two thousand awakened archers simultaneously drew their longbows.
They lacked the armor-piercing ability of the Qin elite soldiers, and their attack power was only around fifty; an arrow could only pierce a small hole in an orc.
An orc infantryman, having taken twelve arrows, still had a third of his health remaining. Despite being riddled with arrows, he continued running, looking like a bloated hedgehog.
A young awakened individual crouched behind the battlements, clutching a bow, his palms sweaty, muttering, "Qin warriors take seven arrows each, I fucking need sixteen..."
The veteran next to him slapped his helmet: "Say less and shoot more arrows!"
The young Awakener sniffed, drew his bow, aimed at an orc, and shot an arrow into its eye, causing the orc to scream in agony.
But there were too many orcs; those in front fell, and those behind continued to charge, stepping over the corpses.
The orc centurion stood at the front of the column, shield in hand, shouting battle cries one after another, while the surrounding infantrymen's attack power increased continuously.
The orc archers quickly returned fire, with 20,000 orc archers simultaneously unleashing a dense, dark rain of arrows.
The Qin elite soldiers had a high parry rate and suffered few casualties, but the shields of the county soldiers and awakened ones were soon riddled with arrows. Some fell after being hit by arrows, county soldiers died after four arrows, and awakened ones could not withstand more than five arrows.
The troll archers seized the opportunity to use volley fire, suppressing the defenders' firing positions. The archers on several arrow towers were riddled with arrows, and the crossbow firing rate dropped significantly.
Within two hundred meters of the city, there were numerous chevaux-de-frise, deep pits, and barbed wire.
The mammoth war elephants ignored small traps and used their trunks to sweep away barricades, clearing a path for the infantry.
The chevaux-de-frise were lifted up by the elephant's trunk and flung aside, knocking down several orc infantrymen following behind.
The pit was then filled in by orc infantry using planks and the corpses of their comrades.
The green tide surged past obstacles, getting closer and closer to the city walls.
The twenty colossal beasts moved like mountains, each step causing the ground to tremble.
They rushed to the city wall, stood upright, and stomped down heavily with their forelegs—【Elephant Trample】!
A terrifying shockwave erupted from the base of the city wall, sending the defenders on a section of the wall sprawling and staggering.
More than ten county soldiers and awakened individuals were blasted away and fell from a height of forty meters, their bodies smashed into a bloody pulp.
The Qin warriors used their halberds to brace themselves and barely managed to maintain their position, but their defenses began to falter.
Taking advantage of the chaos, the ladder trucks were mounted on the city wall, their iron hooks gripping the battlements, and the orc infantry began to climb.
The Yellow Turban warriors swung their warhammers, smashing the orcs who climbed up into mincemeat, and temporarily stabilized their position.
A Yellow Turban warrior smashed a hammer into the orc's forehead, denting his head and sending him tumbling down the ladder, knocking down three of his companions below.
