Volume 6: Job Change Chapter 14: The Battle for the City Wall
The momentum of the Doomsday Empire Army's onslaught was too strong, and we tried our best but could not stop their siege vehicles from approaching the city wall. After seven tower-like siege vehicles were destroyed in succession, three siege vehicles finally built a wooden suspension bridge on the edge of the city wall. Troll warriors holding axes, vampire magicians with scarlet light in their eyes, and undead warlocks with blue unquenchable evil fire burning in their empty eye sockets rushed up the city wall, howling wildly, as if they could not wait to fill their evil chests with the frenzy of killing.
They didn't know what kind of road to destruction was waiting for them.
The first troll warrior who led the charge easily killed the Yangtze River Delta, which was seriously damaged by the trap he had set up. He raised his axe with a grim smile and was about to continue charging...
"Buzz..." A light sound of a thin string trembling moved the air around. In an instant, the sound of raindrops seemed to become shrill. Before the heroic troll warrior noticed anything, three poisoned weapons were ejected from the mechanism hidden in the corner and penetrated the troll's thigh. A line of red words "-100" suddenly floated above the injured troll's head, and then because of the poisoning, the words "-20" and "-35" would float again every moment.
This was just the beginning. He didn't have enough vitality to be tortured by this strong poison for too long. In the blink of an eye, a bright beam of lightning shot out from another mechanism and passed through his chest. He was not the only one injured this time. Even the other soldiers behind him were hit by the chain attack of this lightning, and their vitality disappeared in large numbers.
Then, a faint blue light rose from the ground and enveloped his entire body. In an instant, the blue light released a burst of intense cold air, and the moisture in the surrounding air solidified rapidly, making a "crackling" sound in the air, as if even this small piece of space was frozen. Soon, a layer of cold frost shell completely covered the whole body of the unfortunate troll, making him unable to move. It was not until about ten seconds later that he was able to break free from the shackles of frost and start moving again, but due to the influence of freezing, his movements became very slow and his vitality had been reduced to less than one-tenth.
Just as he was trying to get rid of the difficulty in moving caused by the freezing trap, he kicked a flamethrower that completely cut off his life. This strange and dangerous magic prop was only as big as a fist, with a small metal nozzle in front, but the raging fire it sprayed instantly enveloped the body of the troll warrior until it was burned to ashes.
This troll warrior was not the only one who suffered such a tragic end. Almost all the first batch of invading soldiers who stepped onto the city wall suffered this catastrophic disaster. Foxiao's prior arrangements worked. The traps set by the shadow thieves were like greedy big mouths, ruthlessly devouring the lives of the enemies.
When all the traps set in advance were used up, hundreds of invading troops fell forever under these vicious hidden weapons. Another two or three hundred people were unable to exert their due combat effectiveness due to the negative effects of toxins, explosions or freezing in the traps. Their demise was only a matter of time.
We were all very excited to see such a brilliant result achieved in such a short period of time, but I think they could have done better.
Perhaps because it was the first time that these small and insidious props were used on such a huge battlefield, our shadow thieves did not fully utilize their effectiveness. These treacherous, cunning and skillful guys were too eager to kill the enemy and gain merit, and they all set traps in the direction where the siege vehicle was approaching. On this narrow section of the wall, all kinds of mechanical props were densely piled together. If the invading soldiers stepped on it casually, it was very likely that three or four mechanisms would be triggered at the same time, and they would die without even a sound. In this way, although we killed the enemy quickly, the speed of mechanical loss was also amazing. Many trap props with continuous damage effects were wasted before they could even play a role.
I think that if these shadow thieves can get unified command, distribute these traps in an orderly manner, and make full use of the power of each item, the results we can achieve will definitely not be limited to this.
Soon, the traps placed by the shadow thieves on the city wall were completely used up. Before they were used up, the brilliant results of these professional tools for killing lives were far beyond our expectations: the enemy soldiers on the siege vehicles that jumped onto the city wall did not even have time to gain a firm foothold before they became miserable corpses, let alone opening a gap in the city wall. During this period of time, we even had enough time to concentrate our firepower and destroy the one with the lowest durability among the three siege vehicles close to the city wall.
When the last trap was triggered, sharp shrapnel flew everywhere with the violent explosion, and a thick red cloud rose above the enemy's head, the battle entered a brutal stage of direct dialogue between swords and flesh and blood.
I faced head-on a "battle zombie" of the Undead wielding a two-handed longsword. I have always disliked fighting these disgusting corrupted ones. No matter when, these guys always exude a stench of corruption, and there are still many ugly corpse spots on their stiff faces. The muscles at the wounds are twisted and turned outward, and pale yellow pus flows out from them from time to time. Just looking at it will make people feel indigestion. However, these are not the things that I hate the most. The undead are a group of monsters that rely on evil magic activities and do not rely on body functions to survive. For those "real" lives, piercing attacks that can cause fatal damage are almost no threat to them. To deal with the undead, a sharp axe or a heavy hammer may play a better role. For me who uses a long sword to attack, many effective piercing skills cannot be used at all, and there are always many restrictions in battle.
Fortunately, the level of this combat zombie was not high, five levels lower than mine. His attacks were slow and weak to me. Even if I didn't use any skills and just swung with my sword, he was no match for me. After only two or three encounters, the combat zombie's health was completely wiped out, and I had to accept his second death.
At this time, more siege vehicles had already built suspension bridges on the city wall. Undead, trolls, vampires, demons, dark elves... warriors of these evil races surged onto the city wall like a tide, launching a more fierce attack on us. Soon, the entire section of the city wall was covered with the rough roars of the warriors fighting and the metallic clanging of weapons. Blood flew, and a large area of glaring scarlet mist rose up, almost dyeing our breath red.
Originally, this battle shouldn't be as hard as it is now. As I said, their level is far inferior to these Skywalkers guarding the city wall. Under normal circumstances, even the lowest-ranking among us is fully capable of fighting one against three and winning. In my opinion, their destructive power and fighting skills are quite poor. Even if their numbers are doubled, they have no chance of shaking our defense line.
But at this moment, my fellow air warriors seemed to be possessed by a demon. Their movements were stiff and their reactions were slow. They fought in a panic with an unprecedented stupid and ugly posture.
Xian Ge Ya Yi was the most outrageous one. He slowly pulled the bowstring and carefully aimed at an empty space for a long time. There was nothing in the place where the arrow pointed, not even a bird feather. God knows what he was aiming at. But no matter what he was aiming at, it was obviously only in his imagination.
An arrow was shot, but it missed the target as expected, and fell headfirst off the city wall. Xian Ge Yayi watched the arrow fly through the air without any target until it disappeared from his sight, then he cursed in annoyance, slowly pulled the bowstring again, turned his body to another open space, and shot in vain at his imaginary enemy.
After this happened seven or eight times, our elven archer finally had a complete mental breakdown. He put away his longbow, took out an extremely crude skinning knife from his backpack, and rushed into the enemy group hysterically.
Then...I never saw him rush out again...
Compared to the elegant music, the combat power of the dwarf priest's longbow shooting the sun is much more reliable. As usual, this fanatical and brave priest once again threw himself into the most concentrated area of the enemy, using his best attack magic "Jie Kune Do" to dance the nunchaku staff vigorously, while chanting the "Heng Heng Ha Xi" spell loudly in a voice that always makes people feel that there is a big bubble of snot in their noses.
However, this powerful shield spell that combines both defense and attack consumes an astonishing amount of magic power. After a few dozen seconds, Longbow Shooting Sun's magic power reached the bottom. Unfortunately, our dwarf friend did not seem to notice this situation and was still waving his staff vigorously. On the battlefield, the nunchaku without the magic power was no more threatening than a fire stick. The soldiers of the Doomsday Empire, who had just been beaten to a pulp, no longer cared about it. They raised their weapons and grinned, surrounding Longbow Shooting Sun... Then, another scream of pain was heard on the noisy battlefield.
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There are many such things. According to the people involved in the air, they seem to have been collectively cursed by a large-scale curse called "Ka", completely losing their original flexible and quick reaction ability, and not even half of their combat power can be exerted. They are just like a bunch of moving live targets. On the entire battlefield, it seems that only native city defense soldiers like me are not affected by this curse and can still fight normally as usual.
This is simply terrifying. If the Doomsday Empire Army can easily restrict the actions of the airborne people and make them lose their combat effectiveness, who else can stop them? Until now, I still can't figure out how they do this.
"Ouch..." A panicked scream came from the top of the city wall. The one who made the sound was the lovely elven druid girl who fell to the ground on her face. Although she was also troubled by the "stuck", our druid girl didn't seem to be affected much. She could also change between human form and giant bear form in time, and cast a healing spell on herself from time to time. But facing the fierce attack of so many enemies, the elven girl was inevitably overwhelmed. When her vitality was weak and she had to change back to human form to cast a healing spell, a demon "Thorn Whipper" suddenly squeezed into the battle group, taking advantage of her lack of magic power and unable to fight back, and attacked her repeatedly, forcing her into a corner.
"Here I come!" In the crisis, the Paladin Niu Baiwan arrived in time and successfully played the heroic role of the "White Bull Prince" who resisted evil spirits, helped the needy, and rescued the lady. He swung his hands, and the wooden stake in his hand stirred up a noisy wind, and hit the demon's abdomen fiercely. Surprisingly, this tall demon, who was as burly as the Minotaur, was hit hard by this heavy blow and was actually knocked far away. He stumbled and rolled down the city wall and was smashed into a meat pie.
Niu Baiwan did not stop his attack. He held one end of the wooden stake with both hands and spun vigorously on the spot with his feet as the axis. The wooden stake flew in a spiral, covering the area of four or five steps around in a dangerous hurricane, and safely protected the fairy behind him. The enemies he hit were all seriously injured and retreated repeatedly. Some of the unlucky guys fell directly to the edge of the city wall and fell off the tower, dying.
This move, "Powerful Cyclone", was one of the first skills Niu Baiwan created himself, and its knockback effect worked wonders on this particular battlefield. No matter how much vitality the enemy had, once they were swept off the wall by it, they would die, facing the humiliating end of being killed in one blow.
In my previous interactions with the Tauren Paladin, he always left me with a bad impression of being timid, flustered, and often causing unexpected troubles in battles and rarely doing anything good. This was the first time I saw him actively and proactively facing a battle with such a heroic attitude. He was majestic and heroic at this moment, standing in front of the elven druid girl without retreating, blocking all the enemies in front of her, giving her plenty of time to recover her remaining vitality. If it weren't for the strange name that was about to pile up to the sky above his head shaking in front of me, I would really doubt whether I had recognized the wrong person.
When Niu Baiwan finished using this powerful attack skill, he became the warrior with the most brilliant achievements on the entire battlefield with just this one strike: a total of eight enemies were forced out of the edge of the city wall by his thick wooden stakes and fell to their deaths. Their lives made Niu Baiwan a glorious achievement that he could boast of. In addition, many invading soldiers were hit by the wooden stakes and suffered varying degrees of injuries.
"You are so awesome, big bull!" The rescued druid girl looked at the strong and powerful muscles of the Tauren Paladin, her eyes radiating an uncontrollable burning glow, and she screamed at the millions of bulls who were fighting in an extremely excited voice.
For most people, it is not pleasant to spin continuously at high speed in place - and Niu Baiwan is no exception. His face turned pale, his legs were weak, and his eyes rolled back and forth involuntarily. It seemed that he had to work hard to not vomit. But even so, the fascination of the elven druid girl still made this vain longhorn bull feel flattered.
"Well... of course... I haven't used up... all my strength yet..." He was swaying on his feet, but he still didn't forget to brag shamelessly. You know, the skill "Powerful Cyclone" has a strong side effect. The user will experience a one-minute dizziness period, not to mention that Niu Baiwan's sense of balance was so bad that it was shocking. At this time, it was difficult for him to even stand still, but in front of the druid fairy girl who fell face to the ground, he still wanted to show off, picked up his big wooden stake and rushed towards the enemy in front of him.
It was obvious that he wanted to walk a straight route at this time, but unfortunately, no matter how he corrected his direction, his feet still irreversibly drew an arc, and one end of this arc was constantly extending towards the edge of the city wall...
"Strange... why is this ground... always... shaking?" The Minotaur Paladin, who was dizzy from his own spinning, had his eyes wide open. He staggered to the city wall like a drunk and uttered his last words hesitantly...
...Then he stepped over the wall with extraordinary determination, stepped into empty space without any suspense, and fell headfirst...
"Ah, it's so high..." The minotaur's voice came from outside the city wall, and then...
"Bang!"
Through my research, I found that the sound made by a tall minotaur falling to the ground is louder than that of a thin dark elf.
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Although Niu Baiwan's rare heroic performance ended in such a stupid way as I expected, his short battle did give us a lot of inspiration. Just as I was fighting while trying to hold back my cramping smile, the swordsman Buddha's voice sounded again behind us:
"Don't just hack at them, use more knockback skills to knock them off the wall!" He held a knife in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, ignoring the servant demons that were chasing and attacking him, and slashed at the undead warlock in front of him with his double-edged swords like a storm. After just a few encounters, the pile of human skeletons was chopped into pieces by him. Without the support of the warlock's magic power, the servant demons could no longer survive in this plane and disappeared without a trace in an instant. At the same time, Foxiao was also forced to the brink of death by the servant demons behind him. A stray arrow that flew from nowhere "accidentally" pierced his forearm, and he immediately died because of this insignificant wound.
In addition to Foxiao, many people have discovered this convenient way of fighting. The warriors holding heavy weapons such as war hammers, axes, and clubs are no longer obsessed with destroying the enemy with their weapons. They advance step by step, forcing the enemy in front of them to the city wall as much as possible, and then use the powerful skill at the right time to shake the enemy out of the city wall in one fell swoop. In this way, their battles become faster and the use of fighting spirit and magic power is also much more economical.
Unfortunately, my one-handed sword couldn't perform a skill that could produce a knockback effect, and I could only hack and kill the enemies without any tricks. Watching others easily push the enemies on the wall off the wall and smash them into pieces, while I could only use the most stupid method of bleeding them with one sword at a time, I really regretted not learning more skills to use the warhammer.
I was annoyed, and my actions became particularly angry. Before I knew it, I had reached the edge of a hanging bridge. In front of me, three or four invaders were eager to fight me. Before I knew it, I had three or five wounds on my body, and nearly a third of my life was cut off.
It would not be wise to fight so many enemies face to face, so I made up my mind and let out a "roar of fear" with an "aha", hoping to temporarily retreat while the enemies were frightened.
What I didn't expect was that after being attacked by the "Fearful Roar", the group of enemies in front of me were at a loss. They were frightened by my roar and retreated one by one, and suddenly crowded together on the suspension bridge of the siege vehicle. In the crowd, "bang", two troll warriors were squeezed off the suspension bridge. This chaos formed a chain reaction, and soon a dark elf and a demon were also squeezed off. My roar, which was used to scare people, turned out to be a killing skill that was more effective than the long sword in my hand.
This clever tactic quickly spread on the city wall. In front of the enemy's siege vehicle, one after another, the warriors who changed their professions let out a huge roar, which scared the enemy soldiers who were attacking the city and made them fall off the city wall one after another. In addition, this little discovery of mine also made some other people think of a clever trick with the same purpose: after the priests changed their professions to become devout believers who specialize in auxiliary and rescue work, they can learn a skill called "Soul Pulling", which uses the power to temporarily control the soul of an enemy and manipulate them at will. Now, these "kind", "noble", "pure" and "holy" believers use this skill to control the enemies who rushed to the city wall one by one, and then command them to jump off the building collectively.
Warlocks who specialize in the mind system are good at using many spells targeting the mind, one of which is called "Mind Blast". It can send out a wave of mind within a certain range, shocking the minds of surrounding enemies and making them feel fearful, with a similar effect to "Fear Roar".
With this round of our counterattack, the number of enemies on the city wall decreased. They were squeezed on the suspension bridge of the siege vehicle, caught in a dilemma, waiting to be thrown off the city wall. Suddenly, we felt that the pressure of the siege was relieved a lot.
Perhaps only one person is dissatisfied with this result:
"Damn it! They dumped all the bodies under the city wall. How can we pick up any money from them?"
Feiyin jumped and complained constantly, but she mercilessly released a "magic blow" with her hand, knocking a vampire soldier in front of her off the city wall.
