Chapter 570 The Collapsed City Wall
The night is already very deep, and most of the day has passed since Lao Shanlong appeared and the battle began.
The first city wall of Jiuzhai is already in sight.
On the city wall, beside the city wall, densely packed artillery and heavy crossbows were in position, and hunters from all over the place were waiting in full formation.
Compared to the high-ranking hunters who are always fighting with the Laoshan Dragon, their fighting intensity is not that high. They mainly kill small monsters and take turns manipulating the turrets along the way as planned.
So the condition is pretty good.
“Whoops!”
A green flare was shot into the air.
Gordon, who was wielding a sword mechanically, raised his head in confusion. The fatigue accumulated from long-term high-intensity battles made his mind a little confused, and he couldn't figure out what the signal flare meant.
“Senior Gordon.”
Hayata, who was also tired, sheathed her sword and took a breath, "Senior Gordon, this is the signal to retreat."
“Retreat?”
Gordon was stunned for a few seconds, and then he realized, "Ah, yes, it's time to retreat temporarily."
According to the original plan, the duty of the high-ranking hunters was to hold him back as much as possible in the battle street and use all possible means to cause damage to him.
When Laoshan Long comes to the city wall, the responsibility of fighting will be handed over to the hunters guarding the city wall.
The martial arts of the superior swordsmen cannot be of much use on the city wall, so it is better to withdraw first and take a rest.
The city wall of the village is not a wall in the conventional sense. The cliffs on both sides of the city wall are also part of the fortifications. There is nothing visible on the surface, but in fact the interior has been hollowed out.
The field hospital, the main warehouse, and many key defense facilities are located within it.
Just as Lao Shanlong passed by this section of the cliff and was about to approach the city wall, several special crossbow arrows over one meter long, made of pure steel, shot out from the facilities inside the cliff.
These crossbow arrows with huge barbs and dragging special ropes are restraint bullets specially used against extremely large ancient dragons.
Under the precise control of the elite shooters in the fortification, these crossbow arrows went straight to Laoshan Long, escaping the few wounds made by the upper-level hunters and getting stuck firmly in them.
"Roar-"
At the roar of Lao Shanlong, the rope straightened instantly.
The "squeaking" sound was heartbreaking, but these ropes made of unknown materials did not break. Instead, they firmly restrained Lao Shanlong's movements, forcing him to stop.
"so smart?!"
Heineye, who was covered in dust and looked disgraced, put down his shield and axe, muttering, "Why didn't you use such a useful thing earlier?"
Yamos glanced at the shield-axe user who didn't like to think too much. "The key is those wounds, otherwise the restraining bullets won't be able to penetrate. If it's so easy, why call us here?"
"Too!"
Several hunters, led by a gray-haired old hunter in his fifties, ran out of the fortifications on the cliff.
"Estin." Xia Zuo stepped forward and greeted him.
The two are from the same period. Although the former is not a high-ranking person, his rich experience and generous personality make him have a good reputation among the local hunters of Minagard. He is responsible for leading the hunters on the city wall to conduct defensive operations.
“Leave this to us, take your time to eat and rest.”
The old hunters were very agile and did not talk nonsense. Under their cover, the superior hunters entered the fortifications dug deep into the cliff.
Outside, the dragon roared and artillery fire roared.
"have a good rest."
Estin still had too many things to do, so she said hello and left in a hurry.
Soon someone brought food and drinking water to the superior hunters.
The logistics personnel without combat effectiveness have all withdrawn from the stronghold, and the food is only the simplest food to carry, but no one cares about this now, just eating with clear water.
Ted threw the food into his big mouth one by one, "Shall we go up to the city wall to have a look? I still have the strength!"
The sound of continuous artillery fire made him very angry.
Xia Zuo glared at him, "Don't talk nonsense, fill your stomach quickly, rest on the spot, and try to sleep as much as possible."
"oh"
There were several other people who also needed to change their equipment, so they handed it over to him.
Gordon, who had no need for this, swallowed the fifth portion of the food he carried and lay down on the spot.
He fell into a deep sleep listening to the sound of fierce fighting outside the fortifications.
Time seemed to have passed only a moment.
Gordon opened his eyes.
A hunter who smelled of gun smoke and had cannon fodder on his face was about to reach out to wake him up, but was startled when he opened his eyes one step ahead of time.
The two looked at each other for a second, and the hunter came back to his senses, "Sorry, Mr. Esting asked me to wake you up."
Gordon nodded and stood up.
He was not sure how long he slept, but his much relaxed limbs and spirit told him that he had a pretty good sleep.
With these words, Xia Zuo and Yamosi had already opened their eyes and looked over.
Especially Yamos, he didn't even lie down, his back was straight, he sat cross-legged, with the Flying Dragon Sword [Silver] placed across his knees, as if he was meditating instead of sleeping.
I think I heard Hayata say, this is called Sword Zen?
Gordon turned his eyes and looked at Hayata again. She was curled up beside her, snoring comfortably while holding Pandan in her arms, sleeping soundly.
Well, this shows the difference.
With a curious attitude, Gordon made a general observation and found that the older the people were, the more alert they were. Hayata was the least vigilant. She was still sleeping when everyone was up.
Yamos’s face was a little dark, and he kicked her to wake her up.
Gordon couldn't help but assume a lower identity. If the person lying and snoring in front of everyone was Feng Ying, he wouldn't be able to help kicking her.
Judging from that guy's vigilance, he probably had to kick a few more times before he woke up.
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The hunters were startled by the loud noise coming from outside the cliff fortifications. They picked up their weapons and rushed outside without caring about breakfast.
The sky is already bright.
Going from the dark interior of the fortification to the brightly lit outdoors, Gordon subconsciously stretched out his hand to block his eyes.
When his vision barely regained its clarity and he could clearly see everything in front of him, his pupils couldn't help but shrink suddenly.
The originally complete and solid city wall has collapsed less than half.
Most of the numerous forts and heavy crossbows have been destroyed. Many shooters who lost their gun positions had to set up their own weapons and launch almost meaningless shots at Lao Shanlong.
"Roar!"
Laoshanlong, whose carapace was damaged in many places and had many wounds and scorch marks on its body, stood upright with its forelimbs and pounced on the crumbling city wall.
The commander on the city wall could be heard yelling in the distance, "It's standing up! Is the loading of the dragon gun finished?!"
“The dragon gun on the left side is completely stuck! There is also a malfunction on the right side. The steam boiler is leaking and the maximum power cannot be guaranteed!”
"Don't worry about it! Start it immediately and give it another shot before the city wall is destroyed!"
There was another loud noise like a landslide, and Laoshanlong lay down on the city wall, biting and scratching.
“Start! Quick!” the commander roared.
Huge steam erupted from the almost ruined city wall, and the high-speed rotating steel giant spear thrust forward, pressing against Lao Shanlong's chest and pushing him away.
Dragon blood splashes.
With a roar of pain, Laoshanlong lowered his head and bit the rotating dragon-shooting gun. Countless sparks were produced from the friction between the dragon's teeth and the steel.
Lao Shanlong swings its long neck and pulls hard.
With an astonishing force proportional to its size, the dragon-shooting gun and part of its power mechanism were pulled out of the wall, destroying a large area of the city wall.
Many hunters on the top of the city screamed and fell down and were buried in the ruins.
The first city wall has been broken down.
Without anyone’s command, the upper-level hunters drew their weapons one after another.
“Let’s go!”
(End of this chapter)