Throne of the North.

Chapter 381: Attack in the Dark, Battle of Winter City
When Weiss, the leader of the 'Gager' clan, arrived at the battlefield, he tore the nearby tree apart with his claws in great anger.

The battlefield was in a mess, but apart from the bodies of werewolves, there was no human corpse. It was obvious that those humans had time to take away the bodies of their companions when they were completely destroyed.

That was a big win.

Then naturally, it was a miserable defeat for the werewolves.

"attack!"

"I will attack human settlements at night. I will let them know what cruelty is!"

Weiss roared loudly.

On the other side, in the Frozen Territory, Ryan was relieved by the safe return of the Extraordinary Legion. He was also worried that the cavalry would be defeated on the wrong land on the high ground.

"War horses can no longer be used. On the battlefield of the frozen land, the Stag Legion fought as infantry."

After listening to Brand's description, Ryan knew that the cavalry could not participate in the subsequent war and made such a decision.

For the next two days, the atmosphere around the Frozen Territory was quiet, and everyone knew that this was the calm before the storm.

The fifth watchtower.

This is the fifth watchtower built by the Frozen Territory. It serves as Ryan's eyes to patrol the wide foothills. After Fenrir's people pledged allegiance to Ryan, there was a hunter team consisting of twenty militiamen and ten Fenrir's people inside this defense tower.

They each have their own strengths and are responsible for keeping an eye on the movements around them.

The fifth watchtower is closest to Winter City, and the people inside have been very nervous these past two days because they are unsure of the direction of the werewolves' attack.

"Maybe they will attack from the Sixth Watchtower, which is directly north of Winter City. Our Fifth Watchtower is northwest of Winter City, and it is seven miles away. There is no reason for the werewolves to come to our side."

Although it was not a very nice thing to say, the soldiers in the fifth watchtower still prayed like this.

"You said..."

Under the dim sky, a blazing flame burned on the top of the fifth watchtower, illuminating the darkness inside the watchtower. One of the soldiers spoke nervously.

"Tell me, if the werewolves really attack from our side, how long can our watchtower hold out?"

"Don't be so clumsy!"

An older soldier scolded, but no one had any idea what to do with this question.

"Instead of asking this question, think about what Lord Ryan will give to your family after you die..."

"Do not talk!"

A hunter wearing animal skins suddenly shouted coldly, his eyes narrowed, and he sniffed his nose. Uncertain, he came to the window again. The window was very small, only enough for a head to stick out. He did not do that, but just put his nose close to the outside air and sniffed.

"The smell is wrong. A forest covered in snow shouldn't smell like this. It's too fishy."

The hunter spoke, asking everyone to move quietly. The ten soldiers were at the bottom of the watchtower in front of them. Although the iron and wooden gate there was closed, it still needed manpower to defend it.

Of the other ten soldiers, three went to the top floor, seven appeared in the windows, and ten hunters also came to the window gaps with spears and longbows in their hands.

"No way...what if you guys made a mistake?"

A soldier said nervously, his palms full of sweat.

"Don't talk, just listen."

The watchtower was extremely quiet, with only the crackling and buzzing sound of the flames in the brazier in the ears, and nothing else.

"no matter what……"

"How can there be no sound at night? Have we cleared the wild animals in the mountains and forests? There is not even the sound of insects. This is not normal."

"Light up the surroundings!"

Someone shouted shrilly, and his voice reached the top of the watchtower. A soldier drew his bow and shot the burning arrow into the trunk of a conspicuous tree outside the watchtower.

The arrow pierced the tree trunk, and the flames ignited the fat accumulated in the hollow trunk. In an instant, the whole tree was on fire, and the blazing flames illuminated the darkness within dozens of meters around.

Boom boom boom——

Arrows flew out one after another, and at least seven big trees around the watchtower caught fire. The flames were boiling, and the dark night sky was illuminated at this moment.

The soldiers in the watchtower window also saw the eerie green eyes reflected in the firelight.

"It's a werewolf!!!"

The soldier shouted and shot arrows outside without even looking.

"Ouch——"

“Send a signal!!!”

A wolf howl and the centurion's terrified roar resounded in the night sky almost at the same time. At the top of the watchtower, on the huge crossbow, a special magic arrow lit up amid the sound of heavy mechanisms. Two soldiers pushed the crossbow and aimed it at the sky in the direction of Winter City.

Just as the soldier controlling the launcher on the crossbow was about to release the mechanism, an extremely agile figure jumped up in the firelight, stepped on the tree trunk, used the force to shake the tree wildly, and then jumped onto the trunk of another tree.

"He wants to come up!"

A soldier shouted and threw the spear in his hand, but the werewolf was too fast. He even stepped on the spear at the moment of flying in the air, used the momentum for the second time, and leaped to the top of the watchtower.

"Stop him!"

The centurion on the bed crossbow roared, the sound of the mechanism had stopped, he pressed the mechanism, and in an instant, the terrifying three-meter crossbow arrow flew out.

"Roar--"

Strangely, the werewolf fell from the sky and hit the crossbow arrow. The huge force pierced the werewolf's body and took him away into the depths of the dark forest.

But it was precisely because of the werewolf's body weight that the crossbow arrow was unable to fly to the sky where it should have reached. A bright light flashed in the dark forest, but due to the mountain blocking the way, the Winter City in the distance could definitely not see this light.

"Is he dead?"

"Why the hell do you care whether he lives or dies now? Load it quickly!"

The centurion roared angrily that they had missed the initial time, and this little time would most likely result in the death of all of them here.

One second, two seconds, a full twelve seconds passed, and the second signal crossbow arrow was finally loaded. The sound of the mechanism reached the end, and the centurion released the mechanism. In an instant, the crossbow arrow, shining brightly, sank into the depths of the distance.

"Guard this place, don't let the werewolf jump up!"

The centurion got off the crossbow. The werewolves had already come to a close position. This thing was no longer useful. Now all they could rely on were the thirty soldiers in their fifth watchtower.

He was desperate that he and his men could only fight and defend this watchtower, but he was also glad that there were still thirty powerful soldiers in this watchtower.

boom! ! !
At the bottom of the watchtower, the tall werewolf slammed his shoulder fiercely against the iron and wooden door, and the vibrating metal blew up the mud in the cracks between the stones.

The recoil force made the werewolf's vision blurry, and an even more ferocious roar came from behind him.

"Go away!"

The werewolf warrior 'Jag' rushed over from more than ten meters away. Seeing his momentum, the soldiers in the observation port turned pale and shouted:

"Hurry up, block it!"

All ten soldiers were crowded here. They absolutely could not let the door be broken open. They would definitely not be a match for the werewolves outside.

but--

boom! ! !
Flesh and bones collided with the iron and wooden door, and the metal buckle connecting the door and the stone wall loosened. Two soldiers thrust their spears through the hole next to them and pierced the werewolf's body, but the next moment, an even greater force came from the front of the spear, and the injured werewolf used his body to pull out the two spears.

Inside the watchtower, the two soldiers were shaking their hands wildly. During the wrestling just now, a layer of skin on their palms was worn off by the pulling.

His bloody hands lost some of their strength and he retreated to the back. The rest of the soldiers rushed forward but did not dare to attack as before.

Bang bang bang bang bang! ! ! ! !
There were heavy collisions again and again. There were at least hundreds of werewolves outside. During the crazy collisions, the iron and wooden gate shook more and more violently.

"I can't hold it anymore!"

The centurion roared, his voice directed to the others above him.

Just above the first floor, at the window, several soldiers were constantly drawing their bows and shooting arrows, aiming at the werewolves that were attacking the gate below.

"Damn it, our arrows have too little killing power on these werewolves." The soldiers were still accurate, and there was only one way down. The werewolves were tall, so they could hit them with their eyes closed. However, there was no follow-up. The madly running werewolves were pierced by human arrows, and they still rushed towards the gate and hit it fiercely.

"I was careless. I didn't realize it until these werewolves got in front of me."

A hunter's heart beat faster. If he could find these werewolves earlier, the crossbow on top would become a powerful weapon.

But in the dark night, the werewolves were moving through the mountains and forests, and no one could react.

The arrows are not very lethal unless they hit the werewolf's head, but werewolves are not fools, they will also avoid their vital points, and the werewolf's perception is strong enough, and there is a 50% chance that they will react the moment the arrow arrives.

boom!
The werewolf's body fell to the ground during the charge. In the darkness, another werewolf rushed over, picked up the fallen werewolf's body and threw it behind him.

"Cunning human, I will kill you in the most cruel way."

"I will tear open your chests bit by bit, dig out your hearts and eat them!"

The werewolf growled as five more werewolves rushed out behind him, holding their paws to their chests like human hands and ramming their shoulders into the watchtower door.

"When will support arrive?"

One of the three soldiers at the top of the watchtower asked.

"Forget about the support!"

The centurion roared and wanted to slap the head of the soldier who was disrupting the morale of the army. He glanced into the distance, in the direction of Winter City.

It was already night, but the sky over there was a little hazy, as if it was lit by fire.

He had a guess that Winter City might be facing an even more terrible attack at this moment.

boom--

With a roar, several human soldiers fell to the ground, and in their sight, the iron and wooden door shook, and a ferocious werewolf claw stretched out from the gap.

"The door is open."

He shouted with a pale face, and finally the centurion behind him looked crazy, drew out his sword and slashed at the claw.

"Stop them, don't let them rush in!"

"This is our only chance to survive!"

The centurion shouted, and ten soldiers blocked the first layer, while the werewolves outside rushed in violently with a howl.

……

In this cold winter, torches were thrown outside the city wall of Banchengping, landing in the V-shaped trench and igniting the grease inside.

The soldiers on the city wall were looking at the other side of the trench with some fear. There were werewolves with long thick hair and ferocious heads. The werewolves were forced by the flames and dared not attack, but they were waiting, waiting for the flames to get smaller.

"Outside...how many werewolves are out there?"

A soldier said tremblingly that he was just a militiaman and had never participated in a war. He was extremely frightened at the moment.

He himself did not want to get an answer to this question, because he could see with the naked eye the densely packed tall werewolf figures in the shadows outside.

"How did they get past the watchtower? Why didn't we receive any news before?"

"Perhaps... those watchtowers have been lost."

On the city wall, Harrington was walking quickly. He was the second general of the Frozen Territory. At the same time, he was also the chief guard of Winter City, commanding the militia of this city.

Behind him were Wolf in wolf skin and Bruneggis in fox skin.

"Will there be support from Xijiao Mountain?"

"will not."

Harrington said bluntly:

"It's night time now. We can't be sure how many werewolves there are outside in the dark. Moreover, the Stag Legion and the Armored Bears need to protect the safety of Rhino Horn Mountain, which doesn't have the strong walls we have here."

"Tonight, the safety of Winter City depends on us."

The two people behind him were silent. The defense of Winter City was not enough, and the thousands of city guards they recruited were all forced to do so.

"I will go and organize the people."

Foxpelt turned and left. This city was full of people from Gam. Although they were not as all-mighty as Fenrir's people and were natural warriors, the people of Gam were also struggling in the doomsday. They had the experience and courage to fight.

Not only here, in the entire frozen land territory, there are no ordinary civilians in the strict sense. They all come from various alien worlds and can be warriors who take up arms.

The people are tough.

From each family, strong men came out and women were waiting in the logistics positions.

And around Winter City, the flames in the trenches were dying out little by little. These werewolves were very smart, a little too smart.

They carried snow in the dark and threw it towards the burning trench. There was never a shortage of snow in the north, and it was the biggest challenger to the flames.

"Damn it, stop them!"

Officers on the city wall were shouting, but it was useless. The werewolves were more agile and stronger than ordinary soldiers. They could stand outside the range of humans and cover the burning trenches with snow.

The sky was a little dim. In this dark night, the burning flames were no longer enough to illuminate the world around.

Ouch——

The werewolf roared with his head raised, he could not help it, and seeing that the flames were no longer so high, he rushed out, jumped up, and jumped over the trench, his claws firmly embedded in the cracks of the stones, his legs bent, his muscles bulging, and he raised his ferocious head to look at the human soldiers above his head. The next moment he jumped up, trying to jump onto the top of the unfinished city wall.

A long sword chopped out from the shadows, cutting off the werewolf's claws, and then a kick was thrown out with great force, kicking the werewolf into the moat outside the city.

The wooden spikes pierced the werewolf's body, and no matter how he struggled, it was useless.

"Don't let them rush over, this city wall is our last line of defense!"

"If we can hold on to this night, victory will be ours!"

Harrington roared, raising his weapon.

"For the glory of Ryan!"

"For the peace of the frozen land!"

"For our own lives!"

"Kill those werewolves!"

In the dark night, dense groups of werewolves began to charge, shuttling through the woods like shadows in the night. The moment they rushed out of the woods, they rushed towards the fire ferociously.

"kill!"

The knights stood at certain sections of the city wall. They were the tips of the spears. Without them, even if ordinary soldiers had the courage and desire to fight, they would not be able to stop those terrible werewolves.

At the beginning, the battlefield was able to maintain a clear distinction between offense and defense, but in less than half an hour, when the first werewolf rushed into Winter City, the war became extremely chaotic.

More and more werewolves rushed into the human soldiers. Even the knights were constantly retreating under the werewolf's attack. The death of a knight meant the collapse of a place with more than thirty people. The people of Gam were fighting, but they had never faced extraordinary enemies, especially the werewolves, one of the six royal families among the orcs.

The werewolf's claws landed on them, as sharp as metal daggers, enough to break the hide of ordinary people.

The shouts and cries were deafening. In the firelight, there was no need for humans to look for them, as werewolves would rush at anyone they saw. The only thing they could do was to ensure that the human facing the werewolf could hold on a little longer so that other soldiers could surround him and kill the werewolf with their numerical advantage.

"At this rate, Winter City won't survive tonight."

Fox-skinned Brunimigis had cold hands and feet, and every time he struck out, he could pierce a werewolf's head with an arrow. No matter how resilient and fast the werewolf was, such an injury would result in immediate death.

But because of this, he was also targeted.

There are also powerful orcs among them. One werewolf ran wildly, his speed leaving a phantom in the dark. He used his hind legs to push against the wall to gain leverage and jumped fifty meters away, and rushed straight towards Fox Fur.

Faced with such an enemy, the fox-skinned Brunimigis could only flee. He turned swiftly and entered the alley. When the werewolf approached the corner, he slashed with the sharp edge of the longbow, but the next moment, the sharp blade of the longbow got stuck in the werewolf's chin. The werewolf used his own bones to block this deadly threat.

The next moment, the pain and excitement made the werewolf swing its claws.

(End of this chapter)