prynovel Chapter 128: Following
Chapter 128: Following
Before Tecott was injured, it would have taken dozens of rounds to defeat him.
Not to mention that he has lost an arm and has fought a fierce battle with the human Sky Knights.
Mad Wolf said somewhat maniacally, "Chieftain, you once said that anyone with the strength can sit in this position."
Seeing this from not far away, Dodok cursed inwardly, "No wonder even orcs look down on goblins. With a formidable enemy at hand, they still have to fight amongst themselves."
Dodok was originally willing to destroy the entire tribe for the sake of the future of all goblins.
Judging from the current situation, even if the Flying Dragon Tribe is wiped out, it's unlikely that Ashwood Territory can be taken.
In that case, Dodok wouldn't risk his life here for this sinking ship.
Dodo secretly made up her mind: "I'll run when I get the chance!"
I finally wanted to be a hero, but then this awful thing happened.
"Chieftain!" Mad Wolf had just opened his mouth when Tecott slammed his fist down, the iron studs on his gauntlet hitting Mad Wolf's head.
Mad Wolf did a headfirst somersault, and Tecott stomped on his neck and broke it.
"You piece of trash."
Tecott spat on the corpse of Mad Wolf.
"Who else?"
Iron Fang suddenly drew his short sword and stabbed it directly into the body of the goblin hero who had just been standing with Mad Wolf.
The entire arena fell silent; no one had expected that the already seriously injured Tecott would still possess such fighting power.
"Reorganize the camp and rest for two days." After saying this, Tecott glanced around, and all the goblins lowered their heads.
The dispute didn't last long; it came quickly and went quickly.
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On the city wall, the militiamen were also dumbfounded.
Sanlier's palms were sweaty as he gripped the binoculars, but his mouth was wide open in a grin.
The veteran next to him counted in a low voice: "The third one."
The fourth stone did not land in the camp, but instead struck the base of a watchtower on the outskirts of the camp, collapsing the entire wooden watchtower from its base.
The flag of the Flying Dragon Tribe on the watchtower fell down along with the flagpole, crashing into the campfire, where sparks exploded like a burst of red fireworks.
Fanta did not cheer. He stared at the chaotic scene in the goblin camp through his telescope and ordered the catapults to continue attacking, but at a much lower frequency.
A stone projectile is fired approximately every one or two minutes. The real purpose is for the main city to clean up the goblin corpses around the city walls.
Vivian stared in awe at the enormous catapults that towered over the city walls.
Her brother, Rubak Fortress, had seen the trebuchet positions of the Border Earl, whose longest range was only six or seven hundred paces. The giant trebuchet built by Ashwood Territory, capable of hitting targets a kilometer away, was beyond all her knowledge of siege equipment.
Ron stood atop the newly built main castle tower, his hands resting on the edge of the crenellations, watching the black smoke rising from the goblin camp in the distance.
Old Hall, standing nearby, silently recorded the data from the catapult launch in his ledger: a single stone projectile weighed fifty pounds, had a range of one thousand meters, rolled fifteen to twenty meters upon landing, and left no survivors in the crushing zone.
These two enormous catapults were also thanks to the architect; such massive hardwoods were simply impossible to find.
However, the solidification technique can be used to create it. In order to ensure the smooth movement of the counterweight box and the catapult arm, bearings were added to the moving areas.
It reduces friction and improves energy transfer efficiency, while also reducing wear and extending structural life.
The most crucial aspect is making the rotation smoother and more controllable, which means a significant improvement in accuracy, far surpassing that of the catapults at the other four catapult positions.
After settling into the new camp, Iron Fang looked extremely grim as he saw that the goblin corpses outside Ashwood territory had been thoroughly cleaned up.
Pertol once said that there was a well-equipped goblin slaughterhouse in the human territory before them.
He had initially dismissed it, but now he is convinced.
"Ashwood Territory!" Iron Fang muttered to himself, glancing at the camp on the other side.
Those were all Mad Wolf's direct subordinates; their Flying Dragon Tribe's operation ended in failure.
The tribe's strongest asset, the two-legged wyvern, has perished, the chieftain has lost one of his hands, and Mad Wolf has betrayed them at a crucial moment, making matters worse for the already weakened tribe.
To ensure the stability of the tribe, tomorrow will be the final battle. They will send all the Mad Wolves' tribe and the big goblins of the surrounding vassal tribes to attack Ashwood Territory.
In this battle, they do not seek final victory. As long as they wipe out these tribes, the Flying Dragon Tribe can still maintain its position as one of the four major tribes when they return.
Iron Fang muttered to himself, "Especially that Dodok!"
Iron Fang lowered his voice and said to the messenger beside him, "Tomorrow at dawn, have the Mad Wolf tribe lead the vanguard, with the vassal tribes following behind. Tell them that the elite of the Flying Dragon tribe will provide support from the flank."
As for whether or not we will provide support, we'll see when the time comes.
On the walls of Neuschwanstein Castle, ten female knights of the Rose Knights still stood by the crenellations, watching the black smoke rising from the goblin camp in the distance. Their expressions were different from when they had arrived.
They finally realized that Ashwood's strength lay not in its soldiers and knights, but in its terrifying ballistae and catapults.
Amy fell into deep thought: "A super catapult that can shoot a kilometer away."
After listening to Fenda's report on the battlefield, especially the news that Frederick had perfectly held off the chieftain of the Wyvern Tribe, allowing the Eight-Bull Crossbow to wound his arm, Ron was deeply impressed.
"The outcome is decided!" Ron nodded slightly.
"Next, it won't be war anymore, but the depletion of the goblin population."
Hearing Ron's confident statement, Amy asked疑惑地问道, "Lord Ron, what else do you need us to do?"
Ron looked at Amy in front of him. She wasn't as pretty as Vivian, nor did she have such an outstanding temperament, but after looking at her for a while, he felt a sense of comfort.
Ron chose Amy from among the ten Rose Knights precisely because of her average talent and because she was the only one among the ten who had been stuck at the peak of knighthood for more than two years.
If she can break through, she'll be the best GG (Girlfriend), and other knights will be tempted.
Ron suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with the battlefield: "Amy, I heard that your cultivation has been at the peak of the knight level for a long time."
Amy was very puzzled, but she nodded nonetheless.
"Yes, Lord Ron."
"Come on, let's go for a walk up the tower."
Faced with Ron's invitation to meet alone, Amy did not hesitate at all. Since Vivian, the most beautiful woman in the group, had returned safely, there was no reason for Ron to make a move on her. Whether it was her age or her appearance, she should not be the type of young lord like Ron.
On the main tower, the lookout obediently retreated to the next floor to observe.
All that's left here is a table, two chairs, and a pot of water; it's very basic.
In reality, apart from its magnificent exterior, the castle was quite simple in other aspects, essentially a rough-and-ready structure.
"I can help you break through the Earth Knight barrier, but I want you to follow me."