The battle of one day and one night greatly wiped out Piluf's spirit, making his head buzz, and his muscles were sore and swollen like a lemon.

The ground under his feet became fragmented by his powerful bombardment again and again.

Due to long exercise, Piluf's sticky striped octopus mucus applied to his body had been air-dried and lost its effectiveness, like a layer of plastic film applied to his strong chest.

The cold on the plains stimulated Piluf's nerves again and again, as if he wanted to swallow him alive.

If Piluf had not had excellent defense and extraordinary perseverance, he might have frozen into an ice sculpture in the bitter cold wind.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning shone on the city wall, and Piluf, who kept punching, felt a hint of warmth.

However, this warmth did not bring Piluf a good mood.

The corpses of Luo Ze soldiers and orcs gradually piled up on the city wall, and frozen into pieces with the city wall under the cold wind.

The elite city climbing troops led by Yang Yu continued to deal with the magicians and archers who launched a raid under the city wall, creating opportunities for the orcs under the wall to climb the city.

More and more orcs climbed the city wall and fought with the Luo Ze defenders on the city wall.

In the past, humans were able to resist the attacks of the orcs in Dongwang City, all relying on a heavy artillery set up seven years ago.

Those heavy artillery can greatly weaken the orcs' power before they reach the towering city walls.

Even if some fish that escaped the net occasionally appeared, the human defenders could crush them in numbers and easily drive the orcs to the city wall.

If the cannon hadn't suddenly stopped, there would have been a difficult race like the striped arch.

This year, it should be easy to complete defense as usual.

Which bastard made our cannon like this! We obviously checked the cannon over and over again in order to prevent the insider from making trouble, and how did he do it!

Taking the potion from the distributor who was experiencing fire, Piluf planned to recover his strength before making plans.

However, this was the battlefield, and the glass bottle raised by Piluf was suddenly attacked and shattered.

The purple recovery potion and glass fragments splashed on him. The initiator kicked his chest and jumped less than five meters ahead of him. He proudly carried the sword blade on his shoulder.

"I said, after fighting for so long, you are out of breath, so you simply surrender and hand over Dongwangcheng to us.

It turns out that this is our thing. You just return the original items, and there is no need to fight to the death with us.

If you continue fighting like this, I don’t know how many of your troops will be left in the end!”

"You guy! I want to tear you apart with my own hands!"

Piluf held the broken bottle in his hand and completely squeezed it into pieces. Regardless of the fatigue and coldness of his body, he punched Yang Yu again.

The man in front of him didn't look like an orc at all, and Piluf couldn't tell what kind of variety Yang Yu was. During the battle, he had used thorns. Could it be that he belonged to the plant race?

But how can the plant race be able to move so freely in such weather?

Not only him, but those striped guards were obviously extremely sensitive to temperatures, but why could they move freely on the Serovomen plain like orcs?

Why is it not possible for humans?

If it is summer, I will kill you no matter how many orcs it is!

Roaring and roaring, Piluf's fist fell into nothing again.

With only one body of strength, he cannot hit it, and it is just a waste of effort. Piluf can only vent all his resentment on the wall and is incompetent to be furious.

With a loud bang, a deep pit with a diameter of ten meters was smashed into a wall, and a terrifying crack continued to extend from the center of the pit to both sides of the wall, and an extremely terrifying crack appeared on the wall.

Yang Yu was just standing less than one meter deep in the pit, looking down at Piluf from a high place.

"It seems that you don't mean to surrender."

|"It's so weird! It's really weird!" Piluf pulled out his arm and pointed it at Yang Yu with his frozen index finger, "Why, you can see through my attack every time. Who are you!"

He actually stood near the deep pit he blasted out. Even if Piluf was killed, he would not believe it was a coincidence.

The man in front of him proved his specialness with his actions.

Piluf tried to use his skills to knock down Yang Yu again and again, but Yang Yu was always able to resolve all those skills, without any surprise or shock in his eyes, as if he knew every skill he used in advance, and was not surprised.

How is this possible?

Have I fought with him before? Why didn’t I remember him? I should remember such a special opponent!

Piluf was sure that he had never fought with Yang Yu before.

It is not only because of Yang Yu's special appearance, but also because of Yang Yu's extremely poor attack power.

Apart from the weird black blade attack and the dazzling orange blade attack, Yang Yu's ordinary attack caused him minimal damage, only a little stronger than a few of his own teeth.

The other party's intention was very obvious, to buy time for the siege troops and let more orcs climb the city walls.

It is obviously more efficient to knock down the opponent in front of you and then help your own troops.

If you don’t do that, you will definitely not be able to do it!

I can't knock him down, nor can he knock me down, but that's enough.

Countless Luo Ze soldiers were not afraid of the cold, and built a city wall with their flesh and blood, repelling the orc's offensive one after another.

However, in the end, there was no way to drive the orcs off the city wall.

The Luo Ze soldiers on the city were fighting fewer and fewer, while the casualties of thousands of soldiers from Shengguo on the city wall were smaller than expected.

This war came too suddenly. Many pastors from Wansheng Kingdom became monks halfway, and as long as they had a little power of holy light, they were captured and left to become priests.

Their healing ability may not be very powerful, but they have the advantage of being flexible. They can be regarded as ordinary soldiers, shuttle on the battlefield, and pull their companions back from the brink of death.

However, most human priests, like magicians, act slowly, have no high mobility, and lack human protection, and will only become fish and be slaughtered by others.

To become an excellent pastor, it requires not only talent, but also a lot of manpower and material investment.

For the Luoze Empire, every priest was extremely precious, and it was impossible for them to travel around the battlefield like the Wansheng National Army.

Another point is that many pastors in Wansheng Kingdom became monks halfway, and they seemed to have taken the lead in finding new ways to use holy light.

At first, Piluf thought it was the support provided by the troops under the wall.
Chapter completed!