Black flags and golden tents!
Everyone who had some understanding of the Wolf Clan knew what this meant.
The Wolf King had arrived.
In the ancient times of Da Xia, he would personally lead the army. Although the Wolf clan was only a part of the Beast clan and there was more than one Wolf King, the appearance of the black flags and golden tents meant that the Wolf clan was about to launch an unprecedented war against Dragon City Fortress.
Facts also proved this point. Following behind the Wolf King's golden tents was a heavy infantry legion of the Wolf clan!
Such a scene made the brave Quake swallow his saliva. "The wolf cubs are going to play big this time!"
The cavalry couldn't attack the fortress. No matter how many Wolf Cavalry there were, they couldn't do anything to the indestructible Dragon City Fortress. In the past, when the Wolf clan attacked Dragon City Fortress, it was their subordinate tribes who acted as the main force.
Although the subordinate tribes of the Wolf clan were also Beast clans, their combat strength was much inferior. As a result, they repeatedly crashed into the iron walls of the fortress equipped with steam weapons.
And today, the Wolf clan could be said to have come out in full force!
Woo ~ Woo ~
The desolate sound of a horn sounded on the grassland, and the Wolf clan army gathered in front of the canyon began to change their formation.
The two Wolf Cavalry armies were divided into the left and right wings. The main force of the vassal tribes, commanded by the Wolf clan leader, pushed forward with a large number of siege equipment. The Wolf clan's heavy infantry legion held the rear while guarding the Wolf King's golden tents.
Awoo ~
After completing the change of formation, a mournful howl came from the Wolf clan army. A burly Wolf clan warrior broke out of the formation. He held a sword and shield in his hand and strode towards Wolf City Fortress. He stopped about six to seven hundred meters away from the city wall.
This distance was already within the attack range of the giant steam crossbow, but this Wolf clan warrior was fearless. He raised his proud head and looked at the central tower of Dragon City Fortress with a ferocious smile.
The next moment, the Wolf clan warrior held the sword in his right hand and slammed it heavily on the shield in his left hand.
"Hulluha!" "Hulluhaya!"
Behind him, thousands of Wolves shouted in unison, setting off a sound wave that swept across the grassland like a storm.
"Bah, this again!"
Quake spat in disdain. He knew that Zuo Yi was a new "rookie", so he deliberately explained, "This wolf cub has come to challenge us again!"
Of course, Zuo Yi knew how to challenge others. "Do any of us want to fight?"
The answer was no, because the werewolves were very cunning. It was said to be a one-on-one, but in fact, there were shamans hidden in the army behind this werewolf warrior, who could give him a buff spell at any time.
Dragon City Stronghold had suffered losses before, so it was impossible for them to be fooled again.
"You Da Xia people call him fifty-fifty."
Quake rubbed his bald head and said, "Zuo Yi, do you know what that means?"
Zuo Yi: "…"
As he spoke, Fifty-Fifty, no, the werewolf warrior made a new move. He suddenly stabbed his shield and greatsword into the ground and pointed his middle finger at the central tower in the distance.
This guy obviously knew that his every move could be seen by the people in the central tower. Then, under everyone's gaze, he casually tore open his belt, revealing an indescribable thing and poured water on the grass.
The werewolves behind him suddenly burst into laughter, unscrupulous and arrogant.
The Dragon Guards and volunteers guarding the wall were all enraged, and angry shouts came one after another.
"Ignore them, don't attack!"
The officers on the wall passed down orders from the central tower one after another, calming the restless warriors and soldiers, and not letting them do anything unnecessary.
Although everyone knew that the werewolves were playing a clumsy game of provocation, their mood was inevitably affected to a certain extent.
Zuo Yi grabbed a javelin and jumped onto the battlements.
"Don't jump!"
Quake was shocked, thinking that he was going to jump down and challenge the werewolf warrior. He hurriedly said, "Zuo Yi, don't be impulsive!"
Even if it was a high-grade profession, the result of running over and challenging the werewolf warrior like this would be tragic.
Because the werewolves didn't care about fairness and rules at all.
"Don't worry."
Zuo Yi smiled and said, "I don't intend to jump."
As soon as his voice fell, he threw the javelin in his hand at the werewolf warrior!
The distance between the werewolf warrior and the first wall was less than six hundred to seven hundred meters, which was far beyond the attack range of the archers. Although the steam ballistae had enough range, it was almost impossible to hit him.
The spells of a few mages might pose a threat to him, but he had the powerful support of the Shaman Sorcerers behind him.
Therefore, this werewolf warrior could unscrupulously yell at Dragon City Fortress, making all kinds of insulting gestures, and teasing the nerves of the defenders without fear of being attacked.
Such a long distance was enough to ensure his safety.
However, the werewolf warrior would never dream that Zuo Yi was standing on the first wall!
Whoosh!
The javelin was like a falling meteor, traversing a distance of several hundred meters in an instant. The refined iron spearhead violently rubbed against the air, and the wooden spear shaft ignited with raging flames, drawing a long line of fire in the air.
In the blink of an eye, or just a little bit more time, this flaming javelin hit the werewolf warrior who was laughing wildly, penetrating his chest without any delay.
Burst!
The laughter came to an abrupt end, and the werewolves in the rear were stunned as they watched the werewolf warrior's half-dead body stagger and fall down, none of them daring to believe their eyes.
Quake and the other defenders were also dumbfounded, and the whole battlefield slowly quieted down.
Unexpectedly, there was such a thing!
Zuo Yi's attack was too fast, so fast that only a few people could clearly see the process of the werewolf warrior being killed.
But after a moment, earth-shattering cheers erupted from both the inner and outer walls.
The life and death of a werewolf warrior was not worth mentioning in this war that was about to break out, but the low morale of the defenders was restored at this moment, and everyone was elated!
Who told you to pretend to be an eagle? Now you're an idiot!
This was not the end. Zuo Yi reached out and grabbed the bundle of javelins leaning against the wall, throwing them out one after another.
And his target was the werewolf army's main formation a kilometer away!
Even though he had already exceeded the attack range of the giant steam ballistae, Zuo Yi's javelins still maintained their terrifying lethality. They were like meteors summoned by the god of death, bombarding the heads of the werewolves again and again.
Every javelin took the life of at least one werewolf, and some even skewered a calabash. Moreover, even if one raised a shield, they could not block them. The fragments produced by the impact would cause even more casualties around them!
Although the number of werewolves and vassals killed by Zuo Yi was negligible, it was a great blow to the werewolf army's morale. There was even quite a bit of chaos as the soldiers dodged the javelins.
Such a scene made the cheers of the defenders of Dragon City Fortress even louder and more excited!
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