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Chapter 180 The Battle of the Black Gate (Part 5)

"Rodl—Forward!"

With this deep war roar, a golden torrent, like molten gold bursting its banks, instantly filled the narrow city wall passageway.

The heavy footsteps, like a dense drumbeat, drowned out Ork's roar and shook the city walls.

Under the somewhat dazed gaze of the ranger, soldiers of the Rodel Legion swiftly arrived to provide support along the city wall passageway.

They were like a moving golden bulwark, clad in heavy armor, with huge tower shields in their hands, tightly linked side by side, their edges even deeply embedded in the cracks in the ground, instantly building an insurmountable metal dam in front of the battlements, leaving the Orks who had climbed the walls staring at each other in disbelief.

They hadn't expected that after climbing the city wall, they would face a shield wall.

"Hold on! Push!"

A steady and powerful command emanated from the formation.

"boom!"

With synchronized steps, the entire formation pressed forward as if it were a single entity.

The heavy tower shields wielded by the Rodel soldiers slammed into the Orks who had just climbed up, the dull thud of bones shattering sending shivers down one's spines. Those Orks who were lucky enough not to be knocked away were immediately pierced precisely by spears thrusting from between the shields.

Conversely, when Orc's rusted weapons struck the tower shield, they only sparked a few flecks before being parried by the shield or deflected by the spear.

"Clang, clang—"

The rangers noticed that two Rhodes knights, clad in finer golden armor, took out stones that emitted a golden glow from their pockets. These stones, which appeared to be quite precious, were then casually tossed onto the ground around them.

After the warm stone touched the ground, a golden light enveloped the rangers, restoring their strength and repairing some minor wounds.

After a brief moment of shock, the rangers quickly recovered and took the time to rest.

The seriously injured ranger's wounds were promptly bandaged by his companions. Although the warm light of the stone could not completely heal them, it stabilized the injuries and allowed them to heal slowly, preventing them from losing their lives due to lack of timely medical treatment.

The ranger captain and several experienced ranger veterans suffered the fewest injuries. Once they felt their strength had almost fully recovered, the ranger captain immediately stood up. He led the veterans to quickly assess the situation of his section of the wall, then shouted to the two Rodel knights, "Left flank! Left flank breach! Ork is setting up ladders! There's another climbing point below the crenellations on your left flank!"

Upon hearing this, a Rhodel Knight immediately led his flanking squad in a swift and precise maneuver, using heavy shield walls and deadly spears to precisely block the weak point pointed out by the ranger captain, ruthlessly pushing the newly surging Orks off the city wall once again.

The wandering knights, panting heavily, exchanged glances.

Although it's unclear how the battle will unfold, at least they've survived for now.

Just as the Rodel Knight led his squad to the flank to reinforce and pinned down the Orcs' offensive at the edge of the crenellations, the remaining Rodel Knight was not idle either.

The veterans skillfully positioned themselves at several high vantage points or tower platforms behind the city wall, offering a wide view and sturdy structures. They quickly noticed the changes within the Ork army and immediately called out to their captain: "Captain! That group of Ork scum is regrouping, preparing for a new attack. They've also assembled a makeshift catapult!"

Upon hearing this, the captain of the rangers immediately shouted to the remaining Rhodes Knight, "Please follow me!"

Knight Rodel nodded silently and followed the ranger captain to a high point on the city wall. Meanwhile, an old ranger was gesturing urgently, pointing to the most densely populated area of ​​the Orc army, the concentration of newly erected siege ladders, and the location of the crudely made catapult being reassembled—a formidable threat. The old ranger shouted as he pointed, "There! The catapult! And over there, they're even using the corpses of their own people to build ramps!"

The Ranger Captain added gravely, "If they build up the ramps, the Orks will find it easier to set up ladders and climb the walls, which will put more pressure on our defenses."

The ranger captain then looked at the two remaining stone balls on the city wall and decisively ordered, "There are still stone balls here. We must stop the Orks from piling up the ramp!"

The veteran soldier nodded, then asked hesitantly, "What about the catapult that Orc is assembling down there? These are the last two pieces; if we throw them all down, our catapult will be useless."

The Ranger Captain took a deep breath and said, "If we really build up the slope, we'll be facing Orks several times our size, and catapults... Anyway, the Orks don't know if we have stone balls, so we'll use them to draw the fire of their catapults."

He paused for a moment before continuing, "As for figuring out a solution later, perhaps Talion is leading reinforcements on his way. Time is of the essence; we must act immediately to stop the Orks from building ramps along the city walls."

Upon hearing this, the veteran ranger remained silent, but gave his captain a knowing look and immediately signaled the other rangers to get to work.

At this moment, Knight Rodel, who was beside the ranger captain, slowly spoke up: "I can handle that catapult. As for the slope, Rodel's soldiers will also stop it."

The ranger captain looked up in surprise. Although the Knight of Rodel had hidden his face under his golden mask, he could still feel the sharp gaze coming from beneath it.

The Holy Mark had somehow appeared in the right hand of Knight Rodel, and violent golden lightning gathered and leaped wildly, emitting a chilling crackling sound, while a burnt smell filled the air.

[Royal City Ancient Dragon Faith Prayer - Lightning Gun]

He shouted, "In the name of the Golden Tree and the Ancient Dragon!"

Almost at the same instant, a dazzling golden lightning spear, as if tearing through the murky lead-gray sky above the Black Gate city wall, landed precisely on the catapult that was almost fully assembled.

Then came the second and third lightning bolts. The Knight of Rodel hurled three lightning bolts in quick succession toward the catapults below the city wall before stopping.

"Boom——!!!"

The deafening explosions continued in succession, and the targeted Orcs were instantly engulfed by blinding lightning. Charred limbs and broken pieces, along with dirt and gravel, were blown away in a radial pattern.

The newly assembled catapult was hit directly by the lightning spear. Its thick wooden frame shattered like a fragile match, burning as it collapsed with a roar, crushing a group of orks below.

However, the crisis was not over. Several pieces of broken wood from the wreckage of the damaged trebuchet were thrown down the slope where the corpses lay below due to the broken mechanism. They tumbled in the air and stuck into the pile of corpses, forming several points of support.

"not good!"

The ranger captain's expression changed. Of course, he wouldn't blame the knight Rodel beside him. It was simply bad luck. No one would have expected that the destroyed catapult would cause this situation.

When the old rangers noticed the broken logs stuck in the slope where the Orc corpse was, they immediately aimed their last two rolling stones at the thick logs and then pushed them off the city wall.

The huge stone balls smashed two broken logs that were holding the city wall in half, but one broken log remained.

Like a tidal wave, the Orks were frantically climbing up this "ladder of corpses," trying to bypass the solid frontal array and tear a gap from the flank.

(End of this chapter)