The God of Hunting watched this scene, not knowing what Nalant was trying to do.
After all, the breach in the city wall was not small, and bucket after bucket of water was far too little compared with the wall as a whole.
Of course, Nalant had long since anticipated this, and so he had prepared a full ten thousand-plus people.
Though the water in the wooden buckets was limited, piling up little by little would surely make a great mass.
Gradually, the freshly repaired wall below began to turn from gray at first to white.
That was because the surrounding temperature had dropped below freezing point, so when the splashing water hit the surface, it slowly condensed into a layer of ice.
Under the sunlight, this created a bright reflection.
"Ram it!"
At this moment, the four heavy battering rams were finally moved by the God of Glaciers Allied Army to the breached section of the wall.
Following the command from the captain leading the team, the battering ram's pendulum was pulled high, then abruptly released, smashing straight into the wall.
Dong!
A muffled boom immediately came from the wall, and even the stone at the point of impact cracked.
"Huh! What's going on?"
Of course, even with such an effect, the captain leading the God of Glaciers Allied Army was very dissatisfied.
He let out a startled sound in confusion.
According to his original expectations, for a wall temporarily piled up like this, with its adhesive joints not yet fully hardened, a strike from their heavy battering ram should at least have made the entire wall shake.
Aside from that, the impact point should at least have caved in severely.
In that case, after ten or twenty consecutive blows, this wall would probably collapse outright.
But in the