Melee on the Battlements

A cold wind howled past the fortress City Wall.

A group of Elf Warrior emerged from the fortress to relieve the Elf Warrior who had been guarding the City Wall all day.

"Be careful, the captain said there might be something going on tonight."

The Elf Warrior on the City Wall whispered instructions to the Elf Warrior who came to take over.

The leading Elf Warrior hurriedly replied, "Understood. The tenth squad just cornered a group of Highland Headhunters in Second Warehouse, and we even went to help them."

"How is the situation? Are any Pokémon injured?"

"Those Highland Headhunters were extremely fierce. Several of our men were injured during the melee in the warehouse, but the Highland Headhunters even worse, leaving behind more than a dozen corpses before escaping through the Secret Passage," said the Elf Warrior came to relieve the guard.

After exchanging a few words, the two teams of Elf Warrior smoothly handed over their duties.

The wind howls as it blows through the cracks in the rocks.

The Elf Warrior circled the defensive zone but found nothing.

"Did you hear that?" the Elf Warrior at the back asked his companion in front.

"What?" his companion asked, puzzled.

"I heard the sound of rocks rolling down..." said the Elf Warrior at the very back.

The companion in front of me said, "With such a strong wind tonight, what's so strange about a rock rolling down from the mountaintop!"

"I'll go take a look."

The Elf Warrior at the front stopped and walked to the brazier. He used tongs to take a roll of oiled linen from the oil drum.

The tattered linen was rolled up on a piece of wood, soaked in kerosene, and dripping oil as the Elf Warrior pulled it out.

He brought the oilcloth roll to the side of the brazier, and with a 'whoosh,' the flames in the brazier ignited the oilcloth roll.

The Elf Warrior walked to the wall and forcefully threw the oilcloth roll he was holding in the fire tongs.

The ignited oilcloth rolls were thrown down from the City Wall. The flames of the oilcloth rolls were suppressed by the wind and seemed to be about to go out in the air.

The oilcloth roll hit the rocks and exploded with a 'crack'.

The flames spread out immediately and burned fiercely.

The fire instantly illuminated a small patch of hillside below the fortress. The Elf Warrior on the high City Wall quickly peered down and saw flames flickering in the wind on the dark rocks in the night, with no suspicious figures around.

The flames would continue to burn for a little while, Elf Warrior breathed a sigh of relief, as if nothing was wrong.

Before long, the oilcloth roll that had fallen onto the rock finally burned out, and the flames slowly died down.

Behind this cold rock, a pair of eyes, like those of a venomous snake, slowly opened...

A Highland Headhunters looked up, his cold eyes fixed on the City Wall atop the fortress.

Right below the fortress's rocky walls, a group of the Mine Private Army trembled with fear at the sight of the fire.

The figures of the Silver Moon Elf Warrior lingered indistinctly at the ramparts for a moment before retreating back into their hiding places.

The Mine Private Army below hid behind the stone walls. Seeing that the Elf Warrior had not discovered them, they continued to insert Iron Awl into the rock face. One by one, the Iron Awl were inserted into the holes that were already in the rock face, forming a floating staircase.

Several Highland Headhunters followed behind these Mine Private Army, silently waiting for them to set up the steps.

Behind a rock not far from the fortress, the Grantham minesman lay on the cold stone ground, a blanket beneath him offering no warmth whatsoever.

His face was pale, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was weak.

His knees and palms were raw and bloody, and the cold wind blowing from the cracks in the rocks stole away the little warmth he had left.

The headhunter Chieftain walked over with a gloomy face and squatted down next to the Grantham mine owner.

Seeing the Grantham mine owner's near-death appearance, he reached out and patted his fat face twice. Finding that he still did not wake up, he realized that the Grantham mine owner was not faking illness.

He said in a deep voice to the old hunter who looked like a witch doctor behind him, "Give him a bowl of medicine, don't let him die."

"Yes, Chieftain."

The old headhunter quickly pulled a container made from a argali horn from a dirty basket, removed the cork from the bottle, and poured a drop of murky, dark medicine into the Grantham mine owner's mouth.

The headhunter Chieftain glanced at the Grantham mine owner lying on the ground, snorted coldly, and led a team of Highland Headhunters toward the fortress wall.

These headhunters operate in the shadows, moving silently as they go.

A group of the Mine Private Army were building stairs on the rock face in front of them. Only these Mine Private Army were familiar with the structure of the fortress. The headhunter Chieftain needed them to build a passage into the fortress, and it was clearly going very smoothly.

Another Mine Private Army has infiltrated the vicinity of the fortress's main gate, intending to take advantage of the chaos on the city walls to ram the gate open with a giant log.

Inside the castle, in the dormitory of the Tenth Reconnaissance Squad, Langbo walked in excitedly from outside, wearing a set of Light Armor.

He spent the whole day in the cold wind on the City Wall and regretfully missed the battle at Second Warehouse.

"Roy, I heard you guys cornered a group of Highland Headhunters in the warehouse tonight?" Langbo asked.

He is now a guard on the City Wall, standing from noon to midnight every day.

Captain Jones led him to a set of Light Armor, a standard-issue metal armor that looked quite magical when worn.

He walked to the bedside and couldn't resist showing off, turning around in front of Roy.

"Um."

Roy was resting in bed, but he wasn't fast asleep. When he heard Langbo speak, he casually replied.

"Oh dear! It's a pity I wasn't there and missed the battle, otherwise I could have killed two more headhunters," Langbo said regretfully.

He took off his Light Armor and hung it on the wall.

While sitting on the bed, Langbo also had to remove his sheepskin armor...

Roy sat up in bed, leaned over to Langbo, and said, "Langbo, you can sleep in your armor tonight!"

Langbo looked up and glanced at Roy, who was lying on the upper bunk. He noticed that Roy was still wearing Thick Leather Armor Magic Inscription Construct and immediately understood that Roy was worried that something might happen that night.

Langbo walked to the wall, quickly put the Light Armor back on, and said to Roy with a smile, "In the settlement, sometimes we sleep in leather armor for several nights in a row. It's a bit uncomfortable, but if something happens, we can pick up our weapons and fight."

Seeing that Langbo understood what he meant, Roy said no more and lay back down on the bed.

The reinforcements from the Valley Camp had not yet arrived at the mine, and everyone was living in constant fear. In particular, the fact that Grantham, the mine owner who was supposed to be escorted to Padesto City, was actually in the Highland Headhunters's group made Roy even more cautious.

"Langbo, did you find anything on the City Wall?" Roy asked in a low voice.

"No, everything is normal on the City Wall," Langbo said.

Roy lay in bed, his eyes closed, but he couldn't fall asleep.

The Elf Warrior on the City Wall were extremely cautious; every quarter of an hour, they would throw a burning roll of linseed oil down from the City Wall.

Although they could always hear the sound of pebbles rolling, they never found the Highland Headhunters outside the city.

Every night, the captains of the reconnaissance squads on night duty would patrol the City Wall.

Tonight, the Fourteenth Reconnaissance Squad is responsible for guarding the City Wall.

So, even though it was very late, Captain Linglan of the 14th Squad still had to climb the City Wall to check the situation.

He led four Elf Warrior to the top of the city wall, where he saw the Elf Warrior observing the situation below the City Wall, so he strode over.

A flame burned on the rocks below the City Wall, its light gradually fading.

Captain Linglan asked his Elf Warrior in a low voice, "Have you found anything tonight?"

The Elf Warrior replied, "Captain, we haven't found anything yet. It's just that the wind is a bit strong tonight, and a lot of rocks have rolled down the cliff. Every time we hear a sound, we throw down a tarpaulin to observe!"

Captain Linglan nodded, and was about to say a few words of encouragement when the sound of rocks rolling down came again.

Although the sound of falling rocks was hidden in the wind, it still made Captain Linglan alert.

He leaned against the wall and looked down into the dark rock face, then grabbed an Elf Warrior who was about to light a roll of kerosene and pulled a Magic Scroll from his pocket.

This is a very common ' Fireball Spell ' Magic Scroll, which can be found in any ordinary magic Grocery Store.

In fact, many magic spells evolved from the Ancient Elven Language.

Many elves possess magical talent, and learning magic is not particularly difficult for them.

Captain Linglan is an elf who is skilled in both magic and martial arts. He is not only an Elf Ranger, but also a magic apprentice.

Although he wasn't very proficient in fire magic, he had no problem using a Elementary Fire Magic scroll.

He stood atop the city wall and recited a short incantation.

He then unfurled the Magic Scroll in his hand, and once the spell key was activated, the Magic Scroll burst into flames with a 'poof'.

A Magic Rune Array appeared in front of Captain Linglan, followed by countless Fire Element converging into a fireball the size of a coconut, with waves of fire constantly gathering on the fireball.

Captain Linglan pointed down to the city walls...

The fireball spun as it slowly flew down from the City Wall.

The fireball flew very slowly, and the scorching flames continued to spread, illuminating a large area in front of the fortress.

The Highland Headhunters and Mine Private Army climbing up the rock face were instantly exposed to the bright Light Flame.

The Elf Warrior on the City Wall saw that there were many Highland Headhunters hiding below the mountain wall, and they quickly blew the whistles hanging around their necks.

'Shh...'

A sharp whistle pierced the night sky and woke all the Elf Warrior in the castle.

The Mine Private Army, hanging outside the rock wall, first saw a fireball explode behind them, and in the blinding light, their figures were clearly visible.

Then a series of warning whistles came from the city wall.

The Mine Private Army, already terrified by the Silver Moon Elf Warrior, tried to escape from the steps hanging on the stone wall outside the fortress. However, a large number of Highland Headhunters were hiding behind the steps, wielding spears and blades, and aimed at the retreating Mine Private Army.

The headhunter Chieftain, standing at the very front, said in a menacing voice:

"No retreating! Anyone who dares to run will be the first to die..."

The Mine Private Army, standing on the newly built steps on the rock face, saw the cold, venomous eyes and screamed in terror. Someone shouted something:

"Let's fight those Elf Warrior up there..."

The Mine Private Army roared and shoved their remaining Iron Awl into the holes in the rock wall. Under pressure from the Highland Headhunters, they rushed up the City Wall.

Captain Linglan never imagined that a group of the Mine Private Army were secretly hiding on the rock face less than three meters below their feet.

A single fireball illuminated so many enemies lurking in the darkness.

These Mine Private Army were about to climb up from below the rock face; heaven knows how they managed to get so high up so quietly.

Captain Linglan immediately drew his longsword from his waist and thrust it at one of the Mine Private Army.

These Mine Private Army knew there was no turning back once they escaped from the Logistics Regiment.

If they fall into the hands of the Silver Moon Elf again, they will certainly be sentenced to severe punishment.

They were trapped on steps made of Iron Awl, unable to move forward or backward...

As they were about to reach the top of the City Wall, the Mine Private Army Mine Private Army their resolve. The few at the front desperately stuck their last Iron Awl into the rock face and climbed the City Wall with all their might.

The Highland Headhunters were all a group of desperados. For the last few meters of the rock wall, they didn't use the Iron Awl spikes as steps. Instead, they used their hands and feet to grip the protruding rocks and climbed up the City Wall like lizards.

The Silver Moon Elf Warrior on the City Wall calmed down from their initial panic. They hid behind the battlements and, seeing the Mine Private Army and the Elf Headhunters emerge from below the City Wall, thrust their swords at them.

Those Mine Private Army, dressed only in linen robes and wielding Iron Awl, would be stabbed off the City Wall by Elf Warrior the moment they showed their faces.

But the Highland Headhunters could leap onto the battlements, wielding spears and nimbly parrying the Elf Warrior ' longswords. The two sides fought fiercely on the city walls, and the Highland Headhunters took the opportunity to occupy a place on the City Wall.

A steady stream of Highland Headhunters climbed up from under the City Wall.

The Elf Warrior on the City Wall suddenly felt increased pressure...

Captain Linglan led the Elf Warrior of the Fourteenth Reconnaissance Squad in a fierce battle against the Highland Headhunters who were climbing up from the bottom of the City Wall. The Elf Warrior stood in a neat row, their movements synchronized, and they cut down some of the Highland Headhunters who were charging at the front.

The Highland Headhunters who followed behind rushed up and mingled with the Elf Warrior on the City Wall.

The Elf Warrior ' defensive formation was breached, and they could no longer stop the Highland Headhunters from climbing the city walls. Several Elf Warrior were tackled to the ground by the Highland Headhunters.

At this moment, dozens of Elf Warrior surged into the City Wall staircase. These fully armed Elf Warrior rushed into the battlefield and forced the Highland Headhunters into a corner of the City Wall.

The Elf Warrior on the Arrow Tower fired their arrows, and even if the ferocious Highland Headhunters were hit by several arrows, they would still pounce on the Elf Warrior with bared teeth and claws.

These Highland Headhunters, with their sheer ruthlessness, successfully occupied a corner of the City Wall...

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