Lord of the Oasis

When the gnoll troops appear within the observation range of the arrow tower, the sentry oasis is ready.

"Drehem" has been waiting for a long time.

The troops were quickly mobilizing, and the bowmen all entered the preset positions, holding their longbows and crossbows, and looked coldly at the expeditionary army of the Graymane Kingdom that appeared at the top of the dunes.

100 Vaegir archers were in charge of the towers and city gates.

50 Swadian crossbowmen are in charge of the attic firing windows.

The 500 Swadian militiamen, also armed with hunting crossbows, all climbed to the top of the attic.

Although the hunting crossbow generally equipped in the hands of the militiamen is less powerful, there are still stones prepared in advance on the top of the attic, which are close to half the size of a human head. It is estimated that the skull burst in an instant, with good luck, blood flowed all over the face, and bad luck, it directly turned into a corpse with a smashed head.

"Get ready for battle, get ready for battle."

The figure of Fatis walked quickly in the attic with a solemn expression on his face.

Sweeping outside the attic, the Greymane Kingdom Expeditionary Force on the dunes in the distance subconsciously tightened their grip on the hilt of the sword, and Shen Sheng told the passing bowmen, "Aim and shoot later. , strive to cause the most damage!"

These words are actually well-known things.

Kephatis is still repeating before the war.

As long as he can win this battle and win this crucial defense of the city, let alone scolding him, even if he urges it hundreds of times, Fatis is willing.

He was a nobleman of Swadia, and it was the hardest battle after following Lord Kant.

Won.

Fatis and his family will receive the honor of accompanying life.

defeated.

Even Lord Kant's life would be threatened. He had no choice but to die in battle to prove his family's honor. This was also the best way for nobles to preserve their honor.

Phatis is still arranging the battle plan of the bowmen.

There was a little noise from the city wall behind him.

"keep quiet!"

Fatis reprimanded, but found that Kant's figure was appearing on the city wall.

Also arriving were the 20 Reston Rangers originally stationed at the top of the Consulate.

"Lord Kant, it's very dangerous here."

Fatis walked over and bowed to salute, but with a worried tone, he discouraged: "The city wall is the line of defense for the soldiers, not the place where the nobles should appear."

Kant smiled indifferently: "Noble people?"

"grown ups."

Fatis still discouraged: "Please go back to the Consulate Hall."

The surrounding archers were also worried. After all, this was an extremely dangerous front-line city wall. If an enemy rushes up, the attic is only 3 meters wide, and it will definitely block the way out.

As a lord, you must never risk yourself.

"It's ok."

Kant looked out through the window of the attic: "These gnolls can't rush to the city wall in a short time."

He didn't notice that the enemy was carrying siege weapons.

Frowning slightly, Kant turned his head and said to the 20 Reston Rangers: "Go to the eastern city gate, where you will be stationed, compiled into the sequence of bowmen, and obey the orders of Fatis."

"clear."

The 20 Reston Rangers responded in unison, turned around and walked quickly towards the city gate.

"The support of these bow masters was timely."

Fatis nodded in thanks, and analyzed at the same time: "Those gnoll expeditions did not carry ready-made siege weapons. According to my inference, their main attack direction is our city gate."

"That's right." Kant nodded, which was exactly what he thought.

Crossing the Naron Desert, these expeditionary forces carried very few materials, not to mention heavy and complicated siege equipment.

There are only two ways to attack a city.

Chop down trees with a two-handed battle axe, build simple siege equipment such as wooden ladders and siege cones, or just ram the city gate directly, with the strong body of these gnolls and the heavy two-handed battle axe,

The city gate was smashed and smashed into pieces.

Of course, it is not impossible to stack corpses as high as the city wall.

Just looking at the thoughts of these high-level gnolls, the idea is to smash the city gate with a battle axe!

"Ow--"

The howling of the wolf came from outside, with urgency and determination.

Kant and Fatis looked towards the sand dunes. The gnolls had already formed five squares and started to move towards the east. Obviously, as they had guessed, the target of the attack was the city gate on the east.

At the same time, there was a centurion of gnolls, which rushed out directly from most of them, carrying the tomahawk to attack.

"Not even diplomacy?"

Kant's tone was slightly mocking, but his eyes were full of sternness: "I still want to persuade them to surrender."

Fatis chuckled lightly and did not take up the topic.

Taking out the knight sword in his hand, Fatis turned his head and ordered in a deep voice: "Attention to all archers and crossbowmen, free shooting is prohibited, stay alert, and wait for the shooting order!"

Shen Sheng's answer was condensed into a sentence: "Understood!"

"My idea is to wait for the enemy to get close and then shoot."

Fatis reported to Kanthui in a low voice: "The sudden burst of arrow rain killed and wounded all the enemy's centenary, which could damage the enemy's morale."

"You are the commander, you make arrangements."

Kant nodded.

All the bowmen have gathered on the east wall.

The other walls were only guarded by a small number of militias.

There are not many enemies, and there are not many troops in the "Drehem" fortress. Therefore, in siege warfare, troops are often gathered to attack the city gate, not to mention that these gnolls, who are lacking in materials, simply cannot last for too long. attack.

According to Kant's conjecture, at most three days!

"shooting!"

Fatis' orders appear on this wall.

The resounding sound made all the bowmen react instantly, let go of the bowstrings in their hands, pulled the trigger of their hands, and shot the feather and crossbow arrows that were already ready!

"Buzz--"

The vibration of the bowstring instantly appeared inside the attic.

But the screeching sound of "whoosh" outside was the shrill hissing sound of arrows tearing through the air.

A dark shadow whizzed past.

Top down.

Then he smashed heavily on the Gnoll Centurion within fifty meters outside the city wall.

The arrow easily penetrated the chainmail and pierced deeply into the muscle. On the sand in the entire range, clusters of flowers on the tail feathers of the arrow instantly bloomed, connecting the three lines that were originally lined up, carrying the tomahawk in both hands and striding forward. The running gnoll also had more than ten feather arrows or crossbow arrows on his body.

With a shooting distance of 50 meters, even the militiamen armed with hunting crossbows are very unlikely to miss!

Not to mention the level 4 ranged units with more superb archery skills.

And the strongest are still the 20 Reston Rangers. As level 5 troops, they indifferently draw bows and shoot arrows. Eye sockets, chest positions, pierce their sharp arrows!