Ironvine Territory (Seventy-Seven)

While the first batch of Blazefire Gel was still burning, the soldiers operating the Catapults had already fired six times in succession. The entire wooden palisade, more than two hundred meters long, was ablaze, and the Duchy Army soldiers behind it were so terrified by the horrifying weapon that they scattered and fled.

When the flames gradually died down, most of the logs had already been burned through. The Catapults had been positioned precisely at the middle and lower sections of the wall. After the palisade burned through and collapsed, only short wooden stumps thirty to forty centimeters tall remained. For the soldiers of the Southern Marching Legion, they only needed to take a light step to cross over.

Once they had confirmed that all the flames were extinguished, Victor gave the order. The troops, who had been impatiently waiting for it, immediately charged out.

Only a squad of guards remained at Victor's side, while Baron Brown led his troops in continuing to protect the wagons carrying the Catapults and Bed Crossbows.

Knight Yellen gazed fervently at the wagons. The shocking scene just now had left an indelible impression on him. The wall he had originally thought impossible to cross had been swept away in barely a dozen minutes.

Of course, he was not the only one. Even Victor's guards all felt that it was incredible, watching the soldiers packing up the Catapults with astonishment and envy.

The soldiers who had already charged out, meanwhile, felt proud that their side possessed such terrifying weapons. Their morale soared, and they no longer took the Duchy Army seriously.

Naturally, the Duchy Army was also thrown into chaos. They had originally believed that the sturdy wall in front of them protected them, and that the enemy conducting the night raid could not harm