Amos scanned the battlefield below, and the monster army and stone bombs were ready to take their place!

"attack!"

The sound of the volume increased by magic was transmitted into the ears of the fishman commander.

The old blind man waved to the trolley horners beside him, and the trolley horn was raised to blow the trolley in his hand.

Woo~Woo~Woo~

The monster army suddenly started to run. The trolls carried heavy stone bullets and loaded them into the net of the catapult. The werewolf on the side pulled down the firing lever. The catapult's swing arm suddenly bounced up, and the stone bullet was thrown out by inertia.

Bang!

Twenty treble trenchers were fired at the same time, and twenty stone bombs of about fifty kilograms were streaked across the parabola and formed a barrage to attack the ogre.

The ogre quickly huddled behind the battlements, and half of the stone bullet fell into the city, smashing the earthy ogre hut, and dust rose up in the city.

Half of the stone bullet hit the city wall, smashing the landing point into a cracked shallow pit. The ogres felt the entire city wall trembling.

Some stone bombs hit the city tower, and an ogre couldn't dodge. The stone bombs crushed it and hit the battlements, leaving a pile of bloody rotten meat on the city wall.

Woo~Woo~Woo~

The horn sounded again.

The caster troops advanced in an orderly manner and walked into the square formation of the fishman shield guards. The three shield guards protected one spellcaster and surrounded the caster tightly.

The caster blesses the shield guard with a boost magic. The shield guard feels full of strength, and the surface of the turtle shell shield in his hand is also covered with a layer of water, which will weaken the impact force on the shield and greatly improve the overall survival ability.

After the preparations were completed, the team began to approach the city wall.

The stone bullets were continuously transported from the rear, and the attack of the catapult never stopped.

The caster troops entered the range of the ogres. The ogre defenders stood up at the risk of being hit by a stone bullet, roaring and throwing out the wooden spear in their hands, forming a dense rain of spears.

With the help of the ogre's brute force, the wooden spear hit the motorcycle with a speed of 100 per hour hit the shield in the hands of the shield guard, breaking the water flow, being slid to the side by the smooth turtle shell, landing on the ground weakly. The shield guards kept their pace and continued to move forward, and the water flow quickly returned to its original state.

But the ogre on the city wall was hit by a stone bullet, and one or two who were not dead were missing their arms and legs. Blood was spurted out from the wound, dyeing the ground red, and wailing in pain.

After resisting two rounds of attacks, the city wall was finally within the magic range. The shield guards raised their shields diagonally, one by one, forming an airtight shield wall. The caster was protected by the shield wall and sent out magic to smash the city wall.

The high-level professions among the ogres could no longer sit still, and five or six extra strong ogres stood up and picked up their spears and threw them down at the shield guard.

The power of high-level professions and ordinary ogres is very different. The shield guards' arms are numb and they are struggling to support them.

Some shield guards were broken by powerful impact force and lost their combat effectiveness. The shield guards in the rear quickly moved forward, filled the vacant, and dragged the wounded to the rear for treatment.

The ogre chief raised a large stone and smashed it to the fishman shield wall with all his strength. An ice arrow flew from the sky, intercepting the stone in the air.

Gurgaru looked up at Amos' cold eyes. He knew that the white dragon would not let him destroy the shield wall, so he simply looked at Amos.

At this time, a stone bullet fell towards Gurgaru. The ogre chief was extremely depressed. He raised his hand and axe to split the stone bullet in half. The stone bullet fell weakly from the city wall.

The ogre chief raised the axe in his hand, waved provocatively at Amos, and turned around and walked under the city wall.

Amos narrowed his eyes slightly. The ogre's IQ was not low. Amos inferred that it had already understood his strategic purpose in his heart and had already seen the consumption plan of the monster army, so he dared to go downstairs.

However, I didn't have a rest, so I could let you go.

Amos smiled badly and read out the difficult dragon language in his mouth quickly. The water vapor around him condensed into four 2-meter-diameter ice hockey pucks, smashing them towards the ogres on the city wall.

Ice bomb!

Halfway through the walk of Gurgaru, Gurgaru suddenly felt the strong magic energy fluctuations in the sky, roared and jumped up the city wall from the stairs in the city.

I happened to see four attacking ice bombs. They rushed to cast spells to intercept two ice bombs, leaving two, one intercepted by other ogres, and the other was too far away, so Gurgaru could only watch it fall.

The ice hockey hit the city tower and exploded, forming pieces of ice fragments embedded in the ogre body within 5 meters around.

Gurgaru looked at the injured and fell to the ground. Even if they were not dead, they had lost their combat power. He roared and cursed at Amos in anger (two heads).

Amos looked at the ogre who was so angry that he jumped his feet, and used his dragon claws to bounce the dragon's horns, happily flying 8 words in the sky, singing the pop music on the earth, and continuing to tease the ogre chief.

I just like you who can't stand me but can't get rid of me~.

Gur's eyes were red and his nostrils were panting. Garu also blessed himself with a flying technique, and he wanted to fight to the despicable dragon in the sky.

Gurgaru was about to fall into the trap of the White Dragon.

Suddenly, a white magic energy shot out from behind and hit Gurgaru. As soon as the ogre chief left the ground, his flying technique was dispelled by the white light and landed on the ground in a mess. He staggered and almost fell down.

Amos' pupils shrank, and he looked at the back of the ogre chief solemnly.

An elderly ogre walked up to the city wall tremblingly. Its body was not much meat, wearing a cloak made of gray bird feathers, a pale skull staff in its hand, and a small skull necklace around its neck.

This is a half-district ogre old shaman. It emits strong magical energy fluctuations. In Amos' eyes, the magic elements gathered around it are as bright as light bulbs. Although they have not reached the legendary level, they are not far apart.

But judging from its current appearance, I guess there will be no chance to break through the legend in this life.

Gurgaru turned around and saw the old shaman, his anger subsided and nodded to the old shaman.

"His Excellency Great Shaman, why are you here?"

The old shaman did not speak and continued to walk forward. When passing by the injured ogre, a milky white magic energy surged out of the skeleton staff in his hand and flew between the injured ogres. The bleeding wounds healed quickly. Some of the less injured stood up.

Facing the flying stone bomb, the old shaman burst out with a powerful magic power field, and the stone bomb within 10 meters of its surrounding area was directly bounced away.

It walked step by step to the front of the city wall, with no sadness or joy on his face, and his eyes were fluctuating at the white dragon in the sky, like a wise man who had seen through everything.

Amos felt so angry that he was watching him that this old shaman was very dangerous.

"retreat!"

The monster army began to retreat and retreated to the edge of the forest, and the white dragons looked at each other.
Chapter completed!