Chapter 713: Victory at the Black Creeper's Lair
When the attack was just launched, someone on the orc side had already noticed that something was wrong.
The Black Creeper's Nest is divided into two parts, the inner and outer parts. The inner city was developed from the original human settlement and is surrounded by solid walls that extend to the dock.
The outer city is home to many local natives who have come to seek refuge. Due to trade reasons, people come and go on weekdays.
But it was quiet today. People had gone to the inner city?
After approaching, they found that the gate of the inner city was tightly closed, and those with good eyesight observed the heavily guarded guards on the wall.
Someone suggested to Gunther to cancel the attack, but Gunther, who was overwhelmed by deep hatred and huge temptation, rejected this suggestion and insisted on attacking as planned.
His orders were carried out, and the strong orcs waved big sticks, carried ladders for climbing the wall, and ran towards the inner city wall howling.
Traps were triggered one after another on the road, and the defenders on the wall also shot at them.
Human beings were indeed prepared, and the whoosh of crossbows and the bang of muskets were intertwined.
The attackers suffered a lot and suffered a lot of casualties, but luckily they were able to put the ladder up to the wall.
As a new town, the walls of the Black Creeper's Lair are not high, and even ladders made with the backward technology of the forest orcs can handle it.
They rushed forward with large wooden shields. Just as their counterparts on the grassland were natural riders, these orcs who grew up in the forest were natural hunters. They had been climbing and shuttled in the dense woods since they were children. Extremely flexible.
But the human defenders armed to the teeth on the wall stopped them.
From the perspective of a forest orc, it is no exaggeration to say that the human beings who appear in front of him are armed to the teeth. He had a complete set of metal armor all over his body and a helmet covering his entire head. The sword in his hand was so bright that it could make out the figure.
Most of the orcs only carried wooden sticks and stone spears, and they were only wrapped in the furs of wild beasts.
Faced with the human defenders who had an absolute advantage in equipment, the orcs who climbed on the wall were just dying one by one.
In addition to sharp swords, the musketeers hiding behind also continued to shoot deadly metal projectiles.
The battle was fierce, and the sound of fighting penetrated the dense woods outside the city, shaking flocks of birds.
The attackers were very brave, but they made no progress.
Attack the top of the wall, retreat, attack again, retreat again, repeat this several times, only to increase casualties.
Moreover, the number of humans was not as small as expected - this particularly shocked the orc attackers. Unfortunately, they only discovered this after the battle went into a state of anxiety.
"Gunther, we can't fight anymore, I suggest retreating immediately!"
An orc leader with messy hair and many blood scabs anxiously found the young leader of the Blood Ox tribe.
“Coward!” Gunther lowered his gaze from the tragic fortress wall and roared at the visitor.
"As long as we hold on for a while longer, the humans on the wall will not be able to hold on anymore, and then they will collapse and let us kill them. The wealth they have accumulated here will be at their fingertips."
Gunther's eyes were red and he was spitting. Squirting wildly, the excitement in his expression made people wonder if he had fallen into some kind of hallucination.
The orc leader named Grosso frowned tightly and tried hard to swallow back a series of swear words that just came to his mouth.
He just said: "Your strategy didn't work at all! If the Black Creeper's Nest has only a few dozen guards as you think, that's fine. But now there are nearly two dozen guards standing on the wall alone. No. 100 people. Human beings didn’t fall for you at all. Instead, they laid a trap for us to fool ourselves into.”
“Shut your stinky mouth!” >
Gunther became angry. He suddenly jumped up, grabbed the front of Grosso's clothes and swung it violently. The huge force made the orc rise off the ground, and after rolling several times, he fell to the ground in embarrassment.
"Roar!" The eyes of the man who followed Grosso turned red instantly, and he waved his weapon and was about to fight Gunther.
"Stop it!" Grosso got up from the ground and smiled sarcastically: "Then you continue to fight here, brave Gunther." Then he ordered his subordinates: "Gather our people, Get out of this hellish place as soon as possible."
"The guy who ruined the morale of the army!" Gunther flashed his sword-one of the few metal weapons in this team-and vowed to kill Grosso. They were about to start a fight, but the commotion behind them stopped them. In the astonished eyes of everyone, dense figures appeared in the surrounding dense forest.
"Ah ha ha! Everyone here is familiar!" A tall orc walked to the front carrying a big ax.
"Gram Tower? Why are you here?" Gunther asked loudly in confusion, "Are you also going to join our hunt?"
"Of course!" The person stuck out his tongue to lick Licking the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashed and he looked Gunther up and down, "And the prey I want is right in front of me."
"Huh!" Gunther was a little unhappy, "I have no objection to your participation. Come in, but the distribution of the spoils must follow my arrangements, because I initiated this hunt."
"Oh?" Gratam's expression was half-smiling.
"Idiot!" Grosso yelled when he realized something was wrong, "We are the ones he wants to hunt!" He now regretted extremely why he cooperated with such a guy.
Gratam laughed, swung the long ax in his hand, and the orcs behind him swarmed forward.
"How dare you?" Gunther almost exploded, anger took over his whole body, and what was different from before was that it was also mixed with fear.
But his men and horses gathered under the city wall and there was no time to rescue them. The people brought by Gratam surrounded them tightly and killed them fiercely.
Gunther brandished his machete angrily and howled loudly to drive away the fear in his heart.
But after a fierce battle, both leaders he and Grosso were captured alive.
After learning that there was a problem in the rear, the attackers who had been tortured physically and mentally by the battle that had made no progress almost collapsed instantly.
At this time, the city gate opened, and the humans rushed out, attacking the orcs who emerged from the forest. Those who had no time to escape could only become prisoners.
"Sir Stanford." Gratam dragged the tied Gunther to Stanford and said happily: "This is my gift to you."
Just now The very fierce young leader of the Blood Ox Tribe had been beaten to the point of dying, and his eyes were so swollen that he could not open his eyes. Stanford only took one look at him and had him escorted away.
"It's too slow!" He said dissatisfiedly, "If you were a little later, I guarantee that there won't be any contribution from you here. You don't think that my people can't deal with them alone."
Feeling the severity of Stanford's tone, Gratam knelt down on one knee respectfully, "I'm sorry, sir. You know, we have to ambush further away so that they can't find out."
In Before the battle began, Stanford ordered the orcs living in the outer city of Black Creeper's Nest to stay away, but if they wanted to come back quickly, they had to prove their loyalty through action.
Gratam is the most prestigious of these orcs.
Stanford didn't believe his reasons. Maybe this guy was just waiting and watching, and then joined the winning side.
"There is also a small gift." As if to appease Stanford's dissatisfaction, Gratam waved his hand, and another tied-up guy was escorted over.
"Ah, my dear friend." Stanford looked at the kidnapped man with some regret, "Why are you at Gunther's place?"
This prisoner is Bro Gehar, his face full of embarrassment and bitterness, "How did you know Gunther's true goal?"
"Dear Broghar, you don't think you are the only one in this forest. Are you willing to be friends with me?”
“And me!” Gratam came over with a smile.
Broghar looked miserable and stopped talking.
Stanford ignored him and set his sights deep into the forest.
What to do next? According to Huxin Town, some things should be brought forward.
As the most powerful indigenous force here, the Blood Ox Tribe must be captured. Gunther’s reckless attack undoubtedly provides a good excuse.
Although Stanford has a good relationship with tribal chief Asoye, his personal feelings have to be put aside.