The Attack Begins

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, the sentries on guard duty on the Carnford City were awakened by a strange commotion.

He rubbed his eyes and nervously looked towards the direction of the Sauron camp in the distance.

Upon seeing this, he gasped in shock, his face turning deathly pale!

What was just yesterday scattered with tents and campfires in front of the Sauron camp is now engulfed by a terrifying, dark wave!

That's not an army of Sauron! That's... a monster!

Countless magical creatures of various shapes and sizes covered almost the entire open space in front of the camp!

The short goblins stood alongside slightly taller kobolds with heads resembling dogs or Kobold. They hunched over, wielding pickaxes and short axes, their throats rumbling with low growls.

Even more chilling were the ghouls, whose bodies resembled humans but whose skin was ashen and festering, whose eyes were empty and bloodthirsty, and who occasionally let out groans of craving flesh...

These undead creatures, born from dark magic and filthy lands, seemed to have crawled out of a nightmare, gathering into a terrifying army that inspired awe!

The number is so large that it is impossible to calculate.

Ten thousand? Twenty thousand? Perhaps more! They densely covered the entire open space.

They huddled together, restless and agitated, emitting a stench and an evil aura that made the sentries on the city wall feel nauseous and uneasy, even from a distance.

"Enemy attack! Monsters! So many monsters!!" The sentry scrambled down the city wall, his voice distorted with extreme fear, desperately shouting the alarm.

The urgent alarm bells instantly resounded throughout Carnford!

Karl, Brendan, Richter, Lyon, and all the other officers rushed onto the city walls immediately.

When they saw the hellish scene outside the city, they all felt their scalps tingle and their faces turned solemn.

Karl stared intently at the terrifying, distorted figures that flickered in and out of sight within the Sauron lines. He took a deep breath of the cold air, forcing himself to calm down, and said in a low, stern voice, "I didn't expect... the Sauron would actually drive monsters to attack us this time. This is truly troublesome."

He quickly analyzed the situation, his brow furrowed. "Even if these monsters themselves may have limited direct casualties on our soldiers, their massive size and fearless charge will definitely pose a huge threat and cause significant losses to the defensive siege equipment we have painstakingly set up on the city walls, such as the Wolf Tooth Rake and Rolling Stone and Logs!"

Brendan gripped his sword hilt tightly, also deeply perplexed, and said, "Judging from the state of these monsters, they didn't come here voluntarily. They're very likely being controlled by the Sauron. But when did these Sauron become capable of controlling these monsters? This doesn't make sense!"

Edgar analyzed in a heavy tone, "I'm afraid... this is beyond the reach of ordinary force. I've seen fragments of records in some ancient texts mentioning certain secret shamans or sorcerers in the north who possess the ability to communicate with and even command dark creatures. This is very likely... the work of some kind of dark magic that we don't understand."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the approaching wave of enemy troops below the city walls, his tone hardening. "But regardless of the speculation, the enemy is already at our gates. The most urgent task is to prepare for battle immediately!"

"You're right, Edgar." Karl turned abruptly, his voice rising sharply, clear and powerful, echoing throughout the city walls. "Order the entire army! To your positions! Archers and Musketeers, take your places! Swordsmen and Shieldbearers your armor! Prepare for melee!"

Karl's composure inspired those around him.

The officers quickly suppressed their shock, shouted, and rushed towards their assigned defensive sections.

Although the soldiers were pale and their hands were trembling, their long-term training and discipline allowed them to quickly get into combat positions.

The Musketeers nervously checked the matchlock and flint, the loader cracked open the pre-loaded cardboard cartridges, and poured the gunpowder and lead bullets into the barrel one by one... while the archers planted their arrows within easy reach at their feet...

Ugh!!!

A deep, eerie horn sounded from the distant Sauron camp, signaling the start of the attack!

In an instant, the terrifying sea of monsters below the city erupted in chaos!

"Awooo!!!"

"Squeak squeak squeak!!!"

"Hehehe!!!"

Countless goblins, Kobold, and ghouls roared with a mixture of strange cries as they launched a frenzied charge toward the outer walls of Carnford!

They had no formation whatsoever, their eyes gleaming with bloodlust, and they surged forward in a chaotic and dense manner, relying solely on their sheer numbers and instincts! Many of the monsters were carrying long ladders haphazardly bound together with rough wood.

Karl stood atop the wall, the cold metal whistle pressed tightly to his lips, his eyes fixed on the surging tide of monsters, silently calculating the distance in his mind.

Two kilometers...

One kilometer...

500 meters...

Three hundred meters...

One hundred meters... The monsters in the front row have entered the effective range of the muskets, but Karl remains silent. He is waiting, waiting for the optimal distance.

Seventy meters! At this distance, the reflection on the Kobold' scales was already visible, and the monsters' gaping maws seemed almost within reach! The soldiers on the city walls could even feel the ground tremors from their charge!

At this critical moment!

"Beep!!!"

A sharp, urgent whistle suddenly burst from Karl's mouth, instantly drowning out all the noise on the battlefield!

Almost at the same instant the whistle sounded, on the city wall, the orders that had been waiting in the air were roared out by officers of all ranks:

"Shooting!"

"Free fire!"

"Fire!"

The next moment!

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A burst of gunfire erupted like popping beans, and white smoke instantly billowed from the wall! The Musketeers, who had been aiming for some time, calmly pulled the triggers, and scorching lead bullets, like a death storm, whistled into the monster horde that was within arm's reach!

At the forefront of the monster horde, bursts of blood mist erupted! Lead bullets easily tore through their fragile bodies, and goblins and Kobold fell in droves.

At the same time, the humming of bowstrings filled the air! Experienced archers drew their longbows to their fullest extent, and arrows flew out like locusts, tracing brief arcs and whistling through the air as they rained down on the monster's head!

The horde of monsters charging at the forefront seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall!

The goblins and Kobold' fragile bodies were no match for the lead bullets and arrows; they fell in droves like wheat being harvested, letting out shrill screams.

Even the thick-skinned ghouls were staggered backward by this sudden and fierce attack, their bodies riddled with arrows or riddled with holes from lead bullets, emitting foul-smelling black smoke.

Beneath the city wall, the area fifty to one hundred meters in diameter instantly transformed into a bloody death zone! The monsters' charge was halted, and the chaos intensified.