Underneath the stone platform, four bearmen carried giant shields at the front. They were trying to protect the grey-hooded priest behind them. They managed to slip by the human’s attention. Because of this, the grey-hooded priest was able to come to the top of the platform very safely.
“Raise your shields!”
As soon as they came to the top of the platform, all four bearmen started shouting at once. They then dug the base of their shields into the pile of rocks they were standing on. There were two shields at both the front and back. This way, there were a total of two protections for the grey-hooded priests. Not only that, the bearmen also used their own bodies as another layer of defence.
It was already too late when Wizard Calder took notice. He only saw the grey-hooded priest when the spell rune in his hands was activated.
“Activate the defensive circle!”
Again, it was already too late. By this point, about a hundred corpses of the pecker knights were added to the miracle wall. This gave the grey-hooded priest a perfect environment to use the “corpse explosion” spell. The commanding knight knew this. In fact, there was a bloating corpse that was just about twenty meters away from him. It even looked like there was a red light that was sparkling from its inside.
“Corpse explosion! Throw the bodies down the wall!”
Still, sounds of explosion could be heard on the miracle wall. Many knights were killed before they even had the time to react. Some did live, but they screamed in agony as the skin on their faces started getting burned off. The experienced ones were quick enough, of course. They managed to throw the corpses away before the explosion got to them.
After five corpse explosions were cast, the miracle wall began to raise its defensive barrier once more. It did manage to stop the following explosions, but the humans had already paid too much price for their slow reaction. Three head knight commanders were lost. They couldn’t allow any more sacrifices.
Raising the barrier was a forced choice. There were still many pecker orc corpses down at the bottom, and the grey-hooded priest wouldn’t hesitate to bash the barrier with his explosive spells. It was only a matter of time before the defense would be forcibly opened.
Wizard Calder’s eyes were cold. He couldn’t allow the explosion to keep damaging the miracle wall, but there was simply not any easy solution to fix this.
A cold decision came after.
“Switch the catapults with fire shots. I want that stone platform turned into a torch.”
Instead of the regular stone rocks, the catapult team switched to a very precious giant stone type. These were made with a very special type of wood. The inside was filled with heavy fire oil, and when ignited, they would lit up an entire area into a sea of fire.
When tens of the fireballs were thrown towards the top of the platform, many taurens had no choice but to jump down to their death. It was much better to fall to one’s death than to be incinerated alive.
The wooden ballistas were immediately destroyed. Some of the catapults were still alright, though, and some of the taurens were doing everything they could to suffocate the flames with mud. In the end, apart from the two catapults that were hit directly, no further damage was inflicted on the orcs’ war machines.
The grey-hooded priest had a “claystone guard” up as protection. He also had eight more skeletons beside him, which were all covering his body with iron shields. Even if the flames did heat up the shields, the skeletons would have no problem as they couldn’t feel the heat.
About two of the four bearmen were dead. They got burned alive. The other two didn’t move a single step away from where they were supposed to be. With nothing but their sheer dedication to the empire, they ignored the sizzling sound on their shoulders and the scorching pain on their skin and flesh.
Even now, the grey-hooded priest was not interrupted, and he casting the “corpse explosion” spell. The spell runes in his hands continued to flash, and the corpses within his sight continued to be detonated. As the only one would do the job currently, his objective was very simply: break through the Miracle City’s defensive barrier, and kill off the knights that were guarding there.
The stone platform was completely engulfed in flames. The taurens that were on top did everything they could to extinguish the flames with mud. They weren’t even bothered with themselves. They just wanted to make sure that the orcs could continue to attack the humans.
At the wishes of the orcs, a sound of shattered glass started to appear. The defensive barrier finally vanished in midair. There were still more corpses available. There was even a huge supply of death qi, so the orc priest had no worries about losing any energy supply.
The two sharpshooters hid themselves behind the four ice element knight’s head commanders. These head commanders tried to maintain the ice walls that they’ve created with their shields. Because of how strong the incoming hits were, blood started pouring out of their cheeks.
It kind of showed how wide this grey-hooded priest’s attack could spread. About a thousand knights had already fallen. That was about half of them that went down. Area attacks were just too efficient against knights. The orcs were very pleased to see this. About eight human head knight’s commanders were dead, but none of their matching warriors had even gone down.
Still, it seemed that the grey-hooded priest couldn’t hold any longer. The remaining two bearmen collapsed, and the iron shields his eight skeletons were holding were also starting to glow red. With no air to breathe, he dropped his bone staff with a painful smile on his face.
Wizard Clader asked with a concerned look, “How long before we charge the defensive circle back?”
A red-cloaked wizard replied, “Nine minutes, sir. I repeat, nine minutes.”
“Nine minutes? They’ll be on the miracle wall after nine minutes! Call the second knight squad. I want the backup equipment teleported to the frontline. Get them from the warehouse we have.”
With a flash of white light, a thousand more knights were teleported to the miracle wall in advance. They cleared off the war machines that were destroyed, and after that, they replaced them with new ones that were ready to be used.
Things were really dangerous now. The miracle wall had lost its defensive barrier. The orcs could attack in however ways they wanted.Meanwhile, General Gerald was speaking to Groat the worgen.
“I’ll leave the rest to you now. Remember, the worgens are the blades of the empire. I hope you can break through this line of defence.”
Groat said with a vicious smile, “Yes, General. For the first time over the last few millennium, the worgens will be the first one to tread on the miracle wall!”
“Very well, very well. I will trust you, then.”
Groat knew something very clearly. The humans had yet to use their strongest fighting force, so sending the worgens now would definitely not be beneficial to their own cause. Still, an order was an order. There was no way that he was sending the elitists to the front, but he did manage to get a lot of new recruits just recently.
Carol was actually satisfied to see this. After seeing many of his fellow taurens dead on the battleground, he thought that it was finally time for the worgens to get their turn.
It was a different story for Emory the werecat. He didn’t really trust Groat’s pretty words, because the look that he saw on Groat’s face suggested otherwise.
Clarence the vulpera was the only one that was saddened by the atmosphere of the tent. Even at a time like this, there was just so little that the difference races could do to settle their differences.
