Attacking The Wall II

Rynra Throne

 Seeing siege towers rising. I couldn't help, but get surprised.

Ladders, I had expected, but the siege towers had caught me off guard. The intelligence didn't mention anything about the siege towers.

There were some whispers about them having catapults, but they had crossed that off, seeing they didn't use it yesterday, but here, they have popped out.

They didn't use it yesterday, because they felt like, they could win without it.

They were absolutely right.

The siege towers will make things slightly difficult, and I asked my mages to target them. They are, but the enemy had good mages.

They are defending against every attack; we are throwing at them.

I took out my sword and swung toward the siege tower closest to me.

Shadow Cleave!

Immediately, a bronze arc shot out of the army in response.

Clang!

It clashed with my attack, destroying it.

I looked at the elder-blood. There is a lot of intelligence about him. I also grilled Wayne for every piece of information, he had about him.

He is powerful, but I feel like, I could kill him. I will kill him.

It would make him second elder blood, I kill.

I will definitely level up if I manage to do that. I really needed a level-up; it had been nearly a year since it last happened.

I looked at him, while his army moved siege towers across the walls.

The army came out, but we were ready for them. Our undead met them with greater zeal.

The elder blood didn't move to attack; he was standing with his eyes locked on me. If I attack, he will respond.

Wayne had told me about his strength.

I hate to admit it, but he will be able to kill as much of my people as I begin to target his.

I am not in a hurry. I will get enough chances once he falls into my trap. Till then I will have to make sure, he doesn't do any mischief.

The whole wall was filled with bodies of men and undead, trying to kill and push each other off the walls.

It is bloody and the enemy is dying by minute, but not without the cost of the undead.

Seeing it, I wish I could begin with my plan immediately.

It would have helped us a lot if we got to know about their attack, but before their army got out of the gates.

I acted quickly, within a minute, I received orders to march to Panar.

I would have preferred if the orders had come sooner, but here, our intelligence network isn't strong.

The current preparations are enough to defeat them, but that is not enough. I want to wipe them out.

The orders state the same.

Minutes passed, and the enemy tried to push through the wall. They had even destroyed a good part of the wall, but my undead are keeping them in their place.

They are stronger than any walls and do not let the enemy move an inch forward.

However, it is not without a cost. I am losing the undead every minute. The undead, I could have used in the trap.

It is not just the undead. My mages are also losing a lot of mana in defending against the cannonballs.

The enemy had brought greater firepower, than I had estimated.

Especially those catapults. They are capable of huge destruction.

Hun!

I was thinking about the catapult when one of its ammunitions was able to move closer as the shields stopping it flickered away.

The enemies cast disruption on them.

Since they started attacking the wall, the catapults had targeted behind the wall, where the undead had gathered.

They had not targeted the wall, since their own people were here.

Bang!

My shield appeared and stopped the catapult ball. It exploded in the air, sending shrapnel, that were to stop by my shield.

Hun!

The explosion had just subsided when a cry for help rang out in my mind.

I saw an orc moving to kill one of my warriors. Immediately, the gem of my sword lit up and Dark Wall appeared in front of the orc, stopping him.

The warrior retreated and drank a potion before rejoining the battle.

I am not killing the enemies, but I stop them when they are about to kill my people. The elder blood doing the same.

However, once I sprang my trap, nobody would be able to do that.

I might lose some of my people, but it would be a loss, I would be able to bear. As the loss would be much smaller than the direct, battle.

They want everyone dead. Especially the elder-blood.

I had been contacted by several of the people, I know for the body of the elder-blood.

It's very valuable to the necromancer.

A few minutes passed, and the battle continued. I have to say, the enemy is fighting well.

They seemed to have experience in fighting the siege battle and the undead.

I would have liked, it if we were killing more of them than we are right now. At least proportional to the undead, we are losing.

Even the powerhouses are being contained.

Even Wayne is being contained by Paladin and Orc.

I too want to jump into the battle, but it's not time. If I fought, the battle might get struck here or enemies might retreat.

I don't want that.

It is for the same reason, I don't want to do, what the high-ups had ordered me to do, but since it is an order, I would follow it, no matter how much I hate it.

They have asked me to use that thing.

To give them the taste of medicine, they had fed us yesterday.

It's not as good as the alchfire, but it will cause a massive loss to them.

The alchfire is merciful in how quickly it kills. It does not; it gives a lot of pain before it kills one.

It is wasteful to use such resources in this battle, which we will win without a doubt, but they want to send the message.

For it, they are willing to waste the precious thing.

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Stone

Bang!

My arc clashed against, her defensive spell, crushing it. Letting Klein move at the enemy in the narrow wall.

The battle on the wall is challenging, but we are doing good.

It had been over an hour and a half since we had attacked the wall and we had killed thousands of undead.

Though, we didn't have much luck in killing many of their powerhouses and pillars.

The battlefield is small, which helps the enemy leader to save her people whenever they are in danger.

I am in little disadvantaged in that. I am not as versatile as she is with her spells. I could break her shields with my arcs, but I couldn't put shields in front of my people as she could do it.

Even sending arc is difficult in this crowded battle, while she could just materialize the shield.

Despite that, we are doing well.

However, we had yet to accomplish our mission to break into the city, which would take hours.

They are resisting with everything they have. Sending the undead toward us in large numbers. Not letting us have an inch to move past the wall.

Most orcs who are fighting this kind of battle for the first time, are visibly shocked. This a not open ground outside the city or forest, they are used to.

This is a wall.

In this thick battlefield. Enemy could come from anywhere or explode.

The necromancers love to blast their undead.

I had lost more men in an undead explosion than a direct battle.

The mages are trying, but it's hard to defend against every explosion, even with danger sense warning them.

This is the wall battle. They aren't called one of the bloodiest without a reason.

I moved around the battlefield, with my eyes always on the enemy leader. We are the only two people on the battlefield, that aren't fighting.

We will. The battle won't end, till we do it.

Hun!

A few minutes passed when I noticed something. The more, I looked, the surer, I became.

'Careful, they are trying to move us into the center,' I said to the powerhouses before started commanding them.

Their powerhouses are pushing us, to a certain place. It is not good, that means they are planning something, and I would be dammed if I let that happen.

I begin to move the powerhouses, but the enemy is also good.

It is responding, countering fast.

I wanted to retreat immediately, but that wouldn't be wise. We would lose the edge we have got; they would destroy our siege towers.

Without them, it will become more difficult to breach the wall.

That doesn't mean, I will let my people die, needlessly.

I moved my powerhouses, trying to spread them further to thwart whatever the enemy was planning.

"It's too late, elder-blood," said the leader, shaking her head.

Speaking to me for the first time, before waving her hand.

Immediately, a bone sphere with runes on it appeared in the sky.

My eyes widened as I saw that ivory ball. It looks delicate and smooth, but it is extremely dangerous.

"Fuck!" I cursed loudly without care.

I know, what the thing. I have seen it many times and two times nearly got killed by it.

The thing is called the bone bomb. One of the most dangerous weapons of the undead.

It is made by necromancer alchemists. It's very stable and destructive.

Unlike Alchfire, which is unstable.

Though it is not as powerful as it and its range is less than half, it is more than enough to cover a small area, we are occupying.

"Calm down. Shields Up!" I ordered my people. Controlling the panic, I was feeling in my heart.

I was relieved that the army followed my command immediately, with mages casting defensive spells, while the bone bomb lit up.

In less than a second, it will explode, with its power covering a large area.

I had not expected that she had this thing or she would use it here.

It is not cheap and the undead is only used in important battles, but it seemed like after experiencing destruction by alchfire.

They want to send the message to us and everyone watching.

It is what they do.

They put fear into the hearts of their enemies. So, they would never do anything daring against them.

"Die!" said the leader, as retreated from the wall, along with her powerhouses.

While the undead formed a wall of protection to defend against bomb power, that might come at them.

I didn't even glance at her, all my focus on my halberd and bomb, which was about to explode.

BOOM!

Finally, it blasted sending a dark shockwave and thin dagger-like shrapnel, burning in dense black fire.

These shrapnel look delicate, but they are capable of piercing through most Grade IV defensive spells.

They have a powerful necrotic poison that will act, the moment it touches the blood.

It kills the people within a minute and the death is horrible.

The poison is so powerful. That normal potion is useless against them. It had killed many of my good friends.

I too had suffered it, but survived, thanks to the elder blood inside me.

Which kept them alive long enough to be fed an antidote.

These daggers will kill a lot of my people. I can't let that happen.

So, I brought my halberd down on the stone floor of the wall, with all the hope in my heart.