My Frostmourne can't be so cute

I don't know if there are any toilets for women in Dun Modr Fort, which is used as a war fortress. Let us first turn our eyes back to Stromgarde Fort, which is heavily besieged by orcs.

Although it is not known that Dun Modd Fortress will have strong support for him, King Thoras has already learned the news that the more than 20,000 cavalrymen of Lordaeron and Stormwind are not far from Stromgarde. It also strengthened his confidence in standing by for help.

"Prepare for throwing stones~~" De Jong shouted loudly.

As the order was issued, on the side of the wall crenel on the inner wall of Stromgarde Castle, the court guards in pairs and pairs struggled to push the slings that had been prepared on the wall.

De Jong held his two-handed swords in his hands and looked down from the gap in the wall with his waist down; the orcs were about to attack the city, and everyone including King Thoras carefully concealed their bodies. No one would stand carelessly on the edge of the city wall.

"The enemy is going to use bows and arrows, pay attention to concealment!" De Jong reminded his soldiers loudly.

Before the words fell, a rain of arrows that covered the sky and sun flew up from below the city wall; in the blue and white moonlight, the arrow of the iron cluster flashed with frost.

There was a clank of jingle, most of the bows and arrows fell on the spacious aisle at the head of Stromgarde, causing almost no casualties; the arrows shot from below the city were not strong enough, even if they hit the bricks and then bounce As for the soldiers, they were so weak that it was difficult for them to penetrate the uniforms.

"Damn it!" De Jong gritted his teeth-the lack of arms made almost no archers exist on the walls of Stromgarde, which also meant that they could not fight back against the orcs' bow and arrow suppression.

Carefully revealing an eye from the crenellation of the wall, De Jong saw that the army of orcs outside the city had been assembled, and a dark phalanx that looked like thousands of people was moving towards the gate of Stromgarde under the cover of bows and arrows. .

"Prepare to defend!" De Jong retracted his head and shouted loudly; at the same time, a stream arrow hit the place where he had just appeared with a "ding", and was knocked off by the hard city bricks and disappeared into the night.

It’s dangerous... De Jong subconsciously wiped his forehead—in the wild, it’s the elevation angle. It’s almost impossible for the orcs’ archers to aim; if they would be shot by arrows like this, it would be too unlucky. .

The few guards recruited from the guards of the nobles held the few bows and crossbows of Stromgarde, and they shot through the gaps in the wall at the orcs approaching under the wall, but the effect was not good.

For the same reason, it’s difficult to aim on the wall, and the shooting of archers who are not formed is almost ineffective; even if a small number of unlucky orcs are shot by arrows and fall to the ground, they are only moved forward by their companions behind them. The steps were crushed under the feet and turned into mud.(To be continued.)

Chapter Three Hundred and Fifty One

Soon, the army of orcs has rushed to the city of Stromgarde, and the hideous orcs swarmed up and slammed into the gate of Stromgarde with their bodies and weapons.

The heavy iron-clad gate made a creaking sound under the violent impact, but De Jong was not very worried that the gate would be breached; although the main body of the gate was made of wood, there was no large enough rushing car and wood to break through. City gate; no matter where the orcs landed from, after all, they came from a long way, and they are unlikely to carry overly heavy siege equipment. Arathi Highlands lacked large forests, and the vicinity of Stromgarde was naturally not large enough. Wood to make bumper wood.

In addition to attacking the city gate, many orcs also put away their blades, and along the sides of the city gate, with the help of some irregularly protruding city bricks and gaps on the city wall, they struggled to climb on the city wall.

Stromgarde was built on the basis of the ancient city of Stromgarde in the Arathor Empire. On the one hand, it has experienced wars during the founding of the Kingdom of Stromgard, and on the other hand, it has never been threatened by military forces since the kingdom was established. It has been in disrepair for a long time, and there are many gaps in the wall of the city wall, which is not difficult to climb.

Soon, Stromgarde’s wall facing the outside of the city was full of orcs who wanted to reach the city.

"Put the stone!" De Jong observed this through the gap in the city wall, and he loudly ordered his men.

With rumbling noises, the slings were pushed down from the wall crevices, and fell straight along the wall of the city wall; these slings were all taken down by De Jong using the precious time that the orcs had not launched an attack. Obtained from the houses near the city wall.

A scream came from under the city wall, and De Jong knew that it was the sound made by the orcs climbing on the city wall when they were hit by a sling and fell to the ground.

Fearing to accidentally injure their vanguard, the orcs had already stopped shooting at Stromgarde; De Jong could also safely put his head out to see what results the defense had achieved this time.

There were fewer orcs on the walls of the city wall, and they should have been smashed down by slings; however, under the city wall, there were still densely packed orcs waiting to climb the city wall.

Demolition of residential houses is not easy.Stones and rolling logs were not so easy to obtain, and time was too late, the slings De Jong prepared were used up in just a few rounds of consumption.

"Ready to fight!" De Jong yelled and took two steps back.He straightened out his two-handed swords and quietly waited for the first group of orcs to climb the city wall.

"Wow!"

With a weird cry, not far from De Jong's side, an orc climbed the city wall first; its sturdy green arms were on the battlements, and the knotted muscles were tight.The blood basin with fangs let out a terrifying growl, trying hard to climb to the top of the city.

"Go to hell, monster!" a court guard yelled, stabbing the orc's head with force and thrusting out the spear.

The horrible howl before dying rang through the night sky, but the court guard was unmoved, calmly pedaling on the city wall with one foot, pulling back hard, and drew his spear from the orc's head. come out.

The orc's eyes protruded, almost falling out; the hideous expression on its face remained the same.However, the fierce look in his eyes gradually dimmed.

In the middle of his forehead, a huge circular wound kept flowing out with red and white liquid. Soon, its hands lost its strength, and its huge claws loosened the bricks on the head of Stromgarde, and moved backwards weakly. Leaning back, the body fell to the ground.

The first orc to climb the city died in this way. However, more orcs are advancing and attacking the city head of Stromgarde; the court guards approached the wall and kept spears and swords in their hands at the orcs exposing the wall. There are large and small wounds on the body.Drive the enemy off the wall.

However, the orcs are not completely powerless to fight back. Many orcs rely on their strong bodies, but put their hands on the wall, and their feet hanging outside the wall slam the wall.The whole body took advantage of the strength to fly up to the city.

As more and more orcs leaped to the top of the city, the court guards gradually fell into a bitter battle; they could no longer kill the orcs condescendingly, but were forced to meet the orcs face-to-face.

Fortunately, King Thoras' court guards were selected from the most elite corps. Each of them had a strong individual combat ability, and their height and size were even comparable to most orcs.

Relying on their strong physique.The court guards fought evenly against the orc’s advance troops; with the flash of the sword, the corpses fell, some humans and some orcs, and the blood ran down the corridors of the city wall, converging into a red stream, letting A smell of earthy smell diffused across the city wall.

"Go to hell, monster, how dare you set foot on my territory!" King Thoras roared and smashed the head of an orc with his warhammer. The huge green head exploded like a watermelon, red and white. The face of King Thoras was splashed.

However, the King didn't have time to wipe, he squeezed his eyes, recovered his eyesight a little, and then roared at another opponent.

At the side of King Thoras, Garlin Trollbane, holding a two-handed sword, stepped on a steady pace under his feet, and wrestled with his opponent in a proper manner.

Until this time, Prince Garlin understood the power of the orcs. This monster has the strength and speed far beyond that of human beings. Even Garlin, who has received good military training from a very young age, cannot deal with it. The slightest carelessness.

"what!"

Galin yelled, and a vigorous slash drove his opponent back a step. He was about to win the chase, but found a golden warhammer smashed from the side, cutting out a bloody blood on his opponent's chest. The big pit.

"Father!" Garlin stopped his physical movements, looked at King Thoras who had robbed his opponent, and yelled-while the latter was leaning on his hands to gasp, but his face was full of triumph. Emoji.

"Your movements are too slow, Garlin, learn more from me, you are still young!" King Thoras brags in front of his son without hesitation.

Galin didn't speak, he rushed towards his father, and in King Thoras's astonished eyes, he stabbed his two-handed sword at the back of his father...

The sound of the blade entering the body seemed silent on the hustle and bustle of the battlefield. King Thoras turned his head and saw an orc holding up his battle axe in his hands, trying to sneak attack his back, but was caught by Garlin's hands. The sword was poked in the chest, and the scarlet blood was flowing from the corner of the orc's mouth. Its body shook, and then it fell softly to the ground as Galin pulled back the big sword.(To be continued.)

Chapter 352 Persistence

"Be careful, father, you're no longer young after all!" Galin shook the flesh and blood marks on his two-handed sword, and laughed back at his father.

"Haha, you kid!" King Thoras also laughed twice, and then swiftly rushed to the orcs who were constantly pouring up the city. His actions didn't look like an old man half-lengthed into the ground.

His father is so fierce, how could Prince Garlin fall behind, he also rushed to the orc army with a roar.

Encouraged by the bravery of His Majesty the King and His Royal Highness, the court guards broke out with great fighting power. They fought bravely and pushed back the orc army, which had already been pressing forward and pushed the human defense back a few steps. .

Kurbank held two one-handed swords in his hands, and walked quickly around King Thoras, harvesting the lives of the orcs.

What is completely different from King Thoras and his son is that Kurbanke’s methods are almost like dancing-he dances death like a butterfly through a flower, his movements are almost unpredictable; a sword shining with cold light The front runner slid through the throats and limbs of the orcs, and took away a puff of blood.

While fighting the orcs, while staring at the figure of Kurbanke, De Jong couldn't help but secretly startled in his heart-did not expect that the magistrate, who usually lives in the deep palace, has such a unique skill?

De Jong, who has been in the aristocratic society for many years, couldn't help but remember the rumors he had heard. It is said that when His Majesty King Thoras just ascended the throne, it was because he was too young and because his brother was too early. Many nobles have the intention to become warlords, secretly trying to get the right to inheritance only after their death.

At the same time, there are still a few old men among the nobles. Although they did not intend to replace the Trollbane family to stand on their own, they hoped to establish a parliamentary system and gain greater power.

In such a difficult situation, His Majesty King Thoras overcame all difficulties and finally firmly grasped the kingship. In this process, the most bizarre thing was that several stubborn advocates of restricting the kingship were silent in front of them. The weird death.

There are faint rumors among the nobles that the deaths of the main competitors in those days were due to the fact that King Thoras controlled a team of assassins called the Assassins of the Night. These assassins were out of sight of ordinary people, but they were loyal to Sora. King Si harvested the lives of every opponent.