Green Monster Epic

Less than half a magic hour after arriving at the Thorn Fortress, warriors could be faintly seen on the city walls, scurrying back to their positions in a fluster. Albad, the dwarven goblin commander, stood proudly atop a giant Roc, a dozen meters high, facing the city. His slightly thin figure, reflected in the eyes of the soldiers who looked up to him from behind, appeared exceptionally heroic and imposing.

“Army, listen to my command: Attack!!!”

The vanguard and central army had essentially arrived and had a brief respite. Therefore, Albad did not intend to give the elves more time to prepare and directly issued the first wartime command crisply.

Along with Albad's command, sonorous and drawn-out sounds of deer horn bugles tore through the silent night across the dozens of miles of legion encampments. Enormous fireballs and sharp giant arrows howled as they flew into the sky.

“…SDK… …BNW…”

The caster team collectively chanted lengthy, mysterious incantations. Balls of green light rose from the rear and fell into the battle formations of the allied legions in front. Before long, the warriors of each legion were covered with a dozen or two divine spells and magic enhancements, instantly increasing their overall combat power by more than double.

At the same time, the empty ground in the wilderness began to writhe and twist continuously. Giant tentacles, like pythons, burst out of the earth. The splashing soil and rocks were drawn together by an invisible force as soon as they landed. Subsequently, magical giants composed of tree vines, mud, and rocks slowly grew thick bodies and limbs, and began to charge towards the distant city in advance with heavy steps.

Closely following behind was a legion of shield warriors clad in heavy armor and wielding giant shields, forming an iron Great Wall that stretched across the battle line. Several shields were staggered in a high-low, orderly fashion to build a wall with an arc, about three to four meters high, slowly heading towards the front lines with their heads buried low.

Under the cover of the shield warrior's long serpent formation, the ogre and troll legions, with their burly statures, advanced to within five hundred meters of the fortress with almost no damage. The dense arrows and magic shot from the city rarely penetrated the defense line of the shield warrior legion, who were using battle skills at full power, sharing damage through knightly domains, and mobilizing energy. The few scattered arrows and spells that whistled past and landed in those vast legion formations were hard-pressed to even create a splash.

After approaching the fortress's thick city walls, the linear array of the shield warrior legion suddenly contracted, opening up channels and revealing the figures of their comrades who were waiting in the wings. At this moment, the various legions, who had been conserving their strength and brimming with fighting spirit, gripped their weapons tightly amidst the shouts of their central army generals and quickly began to sprint and gather momentum.

Thud thud!! Thud thud!!!!!

The siege crossbows and bird-wing crossbows firing continuously from the rear embedded huge arrows and flying blades into the thick city walls, becoming a natural climbing convenience for the advancing warriors in front.

Blessed by magic and divine spells, even those laborers and fighters who were usually slow-moving were now as light as swallows. Even in heavy armor, they could leap four or five meters high with a single jump. They then steadily grabbed onto the arrow shafts and blade edges they had long since aimed for, and after borrowing a little strength, they continued to climb upwards.

Whoosh whoosh!!

Bang ~ ~ ~

“Ah!”

A stone ball weighing hundreds of pounds fell downwards under the force of gravity. An unlucky wilderness warrior was hit squarely, crying out in pain as his body lost its balance and fell towards the ground, a dozen meters below.

Thump!!

Although the warrior who crashed heavily on the ground was physically strong and did not die, he was not feeling well. He struggled to support his body and tried to stand up, but found that his left leg was broken. The intense pain and twisted joint caused a cold sweat to appear on his face.

Swish swish!!

Scorching hot oil, exceeding 100 degrees, was poured down from the city above, not only making the arrow shafts and blade edges stuck in the walls slippery and difficult to grab or hold onto, but also causing terrible harm to the climbing warriors, who waved their arms and legs and screamed miserably. Their exposed skin and hair rolled and fell off, and countless blisters and broken sores soon appeared.

The elves' most elite archers did not miss this great opportunity. When the siege warriors below revealed openings due to the attacks, arrows shot out like venomous snakes darting their tongues, heading straight for the vital points of the warriors below, either penetrating the gaps in the armor or drilling in from the eye sockets on the faceplates, taking the enemy's life with a single blow.

In less than a magic hour, the first wave of wilderness warriors attacking the city was defeated. Even under the strict shouts and brutal military law of the officers, the remaining soldiers still began to rout. Fortunately, Albad, the commander who had been watching the battlefield from afar, noticed the problem early and issued the order for the second wave of legion assaults in advance, just in time to take over the momentum of the first wave's attack, while also covering the safe withdrawal of the routed forces.

The caster team on the city walls continuously cast magic and divine spells, deconstructing and destroying the solid shells of the magical giants who were burying their heads and sprinting towards the city, searching for the magic core that was tightly wrapped inside. Most of the summoned elemental giants were destroyed on the path of their charge, transforming back into Kupu, vines, mud, and rocks, scattering across the battlefield and forming uneven hills.

However, the remaining small portion of elemental giants that had not been destroyed in time carried the enormous kinetic energy of their charge and crashed head-on into the thick city walls, dozens of meters high. Violent shockwaves instantly rose from the point of impact, overturning the surrounding soldiers on both sides, and even the city walls connected to the earth shook continuously. A dense, spiderweb-like pattern of cracks appeared on the brick surface around the point of impact.

After the failed impact, the elemental giants raised their arms again and struck the solid city walls time and time again. The force of the attack was no less powerful than that of a siege ram.

The warriors of the wilderness legions seized the opportunity of the elemental giants approaching the city walls and climbed onto the tall bodies of the elemental giants, approaching the city walls more quickly.

Finally, the first wilderness warrior sprinted on the swinging arm of an elemental giant, and with a final flying leap, jumped onto the city wall and landed steadily behind the flat parapet. However, before he could stand firm, several sharp weapons stabbed over from the front, both sides, and even behind him, turning this brave warrior into a hornet's nest. Finally, his lifeless corpse fell softly on the city wall, and gurgling blood slowly seeped out, soaking a large area of the bricks.

The huge projectiles launched by the catapults howled as they flew towards the vast fortress. More than half of them were intercepted by the magic defenses erected by the elven caster team in the city and failed to land on the thick city walls. However, the remaining small portion of the boulders that struck the solid surface of the city walls not only brought a heavy blow to the city walls, but also the burning lava projectiles shattered into countless small fireballs upon impact, splashing outwards and causing damage indiscriminately.

Warriors fell to the ground every moment, but at the same time, successors replenished the positions of their companions and continued to attack the enemies in front. The lives of the warriors were so insignificant at this moment. The cold-blooded generals did not even pay attention to the corpses and wounded lying on the ground, but used more fierce and ruthless orders to send more warriors to hell.