Chapter 776: Chapter 524, Attack on Gray Iron City_3
The effect was significant.
However, the dwarves on the city wall did not let out any cheers.
Their prided cannons, falling below, seemed more like stones tossed into the ocean.
There were ripples, but those ripples disappeared quickly, leaving no changes.
“Continue to load, continue to fire.”
The cannons kept spewing, and the shells fell below.
But it still did not stop the advance of the undead, not even their rhythm.
Soon, the undead entered the designated second range.
The captains gave the order again, “Fire the Wind Pipe Cannons.”
Sounds like striking a copper pipe, mixing with the roar of the cannons.
The Wind Pipe Cannons began to fire.
This type of light cannon connected by five barrels, although less powerful than the regular cannons, when all five barrels fired at once, within a fixed range, it was even more effective than the regular cannons.
After all, it was sufficient to kill.
The bullets of the Wind Pipe Cannons once again fell into the undead ranks, causing a flurry of shattered stones, bone fragments, and dust.
It still had no effect.
Crack! Crack! Crack!!
Another sound was added to the intense attack, like droplets of rain, began to pour down below.
They slapped against the gray iron shield overhead.
The bullets were deflected, scattering about.
Only a few bullets, luckily penetrated the shield’s gaps, but they did not have any effect.
The effect of bullets, at this moment, was no more useful than the stones thrown down.
Through the gaps in the shields, one could see shadows moving quickly.
Under the shield, countless skeletons equivalent to human size, carrying swords, rushed out.
And these skeletons were noticeably different from the previous ones.
Because these skeletons were all golden.
In groups, they rushed towards the city wall.
They quickly crowded together, pulling and trampling on each other, beginning to climb upwards.
The dwarves looked down and their hearts pounded in their chests.
Undead continuously added to the pile of skeletons, more and more, higher and higher.
In the blink of an eye, it reached three to four meters high, and still growing without stop.
The dwarves began dropping stones, tree stumps, and even empty crates, everything went down below.
It blocked the gathering of the skeletons.
But soon, the dwarves found that such things had little effect on the gathered undead.
It can’t stop them from continuing to climb up at all.
“Throw the explosives down.”
The dwarves bent down to pick up the explosives, pull the fuse, took a peek and then threw it down.
Immediately afterward, the explosion sounded.
The pile of skeletons collapsed, a group of skeletons scattered around looking for their limbs.
Then they gathered again and continued to climb.
“Switch to burning oil!”
Carts of burning oil were brought over, and poured down on the mountain of gathered skeletons below.
The entire wall of the city was like a waterfall of flames.
It was spectacular and hot.
The burning oil hit the ground, igniting a blazing fire instantly, setting the pile of skeletons below alight.
The scorching red flame twisted the air as it burned.
The fire began to spread, the golden armor turned into molten iron, the mountain of skeletons burned to ash in the fire.
The great fire seemed like a buffer zone, giving the dwarves a chance to catch their breath.
The undead archers had already reached their shooting range.
Bullets raining denser than rain, pelting against the tower.
In just an instant, many dwarves were hit, falling and wailing loudly.
At this point, Frederick shouted loudly: “Take cover, continue to counter…”
Before he could finish his sentence.
It was interrupted by the whistling sound in the sky.
One could see dense arrows, like a giant black net, covering the sky and heading straight down.
Crack! Crack! Crack!!
Arrows fell, wails were everywhere.
Frederick looked up just in time to see the Bone Dragon diving down.
The blasting cannons, bullets flying everywhere, and arrows shooting towards the sky.
The entire battlefield was in chaos.
Gunsmoke, and a ringing in the ears.
Even the loudest orders were hard to issue.