Reborn as a werewolf ancestor

A large number of wooden barrels containing excrement were brought by the soldiers, and the excrement water inside was boiling hot.

With a slight exertion, the soldiers fell the barrel toward the Allied siege troops below, along with several huge rocks.

"Bang."

The shield-bearing soldiers who adhered to their duties raised their giant shields upwards to block the attack from above for them and the soldiers behind them.

However, the hot excrement still penetrated through the giant shield and dripped on some of the pushing soldiers and shield-bearing soldiers.

"Uh ah ah..."

A hot burning sensation followed, and the bacteria in the feces were eroding the soldiers' bodies.

While being contaminated by feces and water, the soldier's life was basically counting down, and he would die from wound infection in a few days.

"Count the wounded and replace personnel quickly. Our army cannot have any defense gaps due to this." A Chaofan commander stood on the siege vehicle.

Soon, the soldiers on the siege vehicle above got off the car one after another, came to the injured soldier, and helped him into the siege vehicle, while the others took over their tasks.

"Report sir!" A soldier came to Chaofan and shouted loudly.

"How's the situation?" Chaofan asked.

"Yes, our army's casualties were not particularly serious. A total of three people died under boulders, and fifteen people were poured with excrement.

"Well, the wounded will be arranged inside the siege vehicle for the time being, waiting for the arrangements of the following noble lords. If we are lucky, maybe the legendary Master Sitz will come to treat us, and then these guys can survive."

After thinking for a moment, the extraordinary man ordered.

"I understand." The soldier nodded, turned around, and went to inform the people below about the order about this extraordinary captain.

.........

On the high ground some distance away from the siege vehicles, several nobles were gathering together to discuss the enemy's attack.

"Yes, our army is close to the enemy's city wall." Viscount Muchat said excitedly.

"Well, the enemy has also made a desperate move. They even used items such as excrement and water. It seems that our army has pushed them to a certain point." Count Sardis also said.

Kane, who was still watching the opponent closely, suddenly said: "No, our army has suffered casualties!"

After hearing Kane's words, several nobles hurriedly looked towards the battlefield.

You can see that as the boulder fell, several shield-bearing soldiers who were unable to dodge were smashed into pieces by the strong pressure of the boulder.

At the same time, the hot excrement also eroded the entire team of shield-bearing soldiers, causing them to fall to the ground in pain and continue to struggle.

"Alliance leader, maybe we should go and take command." Kane suggested that morale has dropped a bit now, and they need to go to the scene to give the soldiers courage.

"Well, I agree with Baron Ridgit's proposal." Rarely, Viscount Muchat did not hold any objections. It seemed that he was also aware of the direction of the war and the declining morale of the Allied forces.

The two figures whose reputation was second only to the Earl of Sardis all held the same opinion. Naturally, the other nobles did not dare to object and hurriedly agreed.

Seeing that everyone supported Kane's proposal, Count Sardis just said: "Very good, in that case, let's follow Baron Ridgit's plan, and let the mages and archers in the rear follow us.

"

"Understood, leader."

Several people immediately picked up the reins and rushed towards the direction of the mage and archer troops.

"put!"

"Go! Fireball!"

With the sound of several sounds, the mages and archers activated the spells and sharp arrows in their hands and attacked the enemy again.

"I wonder what your noble lords' orders are?" the captain of the archery unit asked first.

Earl Sardis ordered to everyone in the team, including the squad leader: "On the front line, our army has encountered a fierce attack from the enemy and is in urgent need of support. For this reason, you and other troops from both sides will join us to support us.

"

"Understood, Alliance Leader, I will inform the subordinate soldiers right now." The archery unit captain nodded, turned around and went to organize the soldiers.

.........

On top of the city wall, the defenders who had just delivered a large amount of dung water and boulders once again saw the magic waves coming from a distance.

Master Zimus immediately said to the soldiers and Chaofan around him: "Get away from here quickly, the opponent's magic offensive is far beyond what I, a mage, can stop."

The extraordinary swordsman Bock nodded hurriedly, not daring to slack off at all, and quickly organized the surviving soldiers to hide in the distance.

As for Master Zimus who still chose to stay here, he started his action. He first quickly chanted magic and created a wall of water in front of his body.

Of course, based on the experience last time, this water wall obviously cannot stop the allied spells and arrows.

Therefore, Master Zimus chanted the spell again and cast the spell a second time. At the same time, the Allied offensive was close at hand.

When a giant stream of water spurted out from Master Zimus' staff, the Allied forces' spells and sharp arrows happened to shatter the wall of water in front of him.

"boom!!!"

The collision of the water flow and the fireball produced a large amount of smoke, and some water droplets were frozen by the ice, turning into bursts of ice spikes and attacking Master Zimus.

"puff!"

"puff!"

The already tattered robe on his body was torn open, and two ice spikes pierced straight into Master Zimus' body.

But he still endured the pain and tried his best to avoid more ice spikes from above.

It was obvious that Master Zimus was defeated in the third defense, and his efforts turned into an attack on him.

After the smoke dissipated, the Bock swordsman and his soldiers rushed back for reinforcements and saw the miserable condition of Master Zimus.

Two ice spikes were inserted into his right arm, emitting bursts of ice that continuously eroded the opponent's body.

In addition, his calf was accidentally pierced by a sharp arrow. At this moment, Master Zimus was completely unable to move.

The Bock swordsman charged forward and supported Master Cimus who was about to fall. Looking at the expression on his face as he endured the pain, he said, "Cimus, you should go down and rest."

"I can hold on for a while, at least until Lord Manvilla arrives." Getting rid of the opponent's hands to support him, Zimus stood up with force. Unfortunately, not long after, he became unstable again and was about to

Fall down.

Bock stepped forward, supported the opponent steadily, and said helplessly: "Your body can't support it at all. Let me take charge here. It will take a certain amount of time for the opponent to capture it, and it will be enough for Lord Manvilla to come to support."

Already."

"No!!" Master Zimus said unwillingly.

"Tap, step, step."

While the two were arguing, the reinforcements from the center of the territory finally arrived, led by Manvilla, the lord of this place, and walked above the city wall.