Wu Tie stood on the wall.
Not long after, the light around him dimmed. A figure clad in helmet and armor, wearing thick boots, and with a strange-shaped helmet on his head approached him. The figure was almost three and a half meters tall, like a wall, and carried a large axe.
It was clear that Shi Meng didn't have as good eyesight as Wu Tie. He leaned out from the city wall, squinting towards the rising flames. After watching for a long time, he muttered a very offensive and vulgar curse.
"These damn old fools... They actually gave away the secret passage leading to the heartland of the Yan Family."
Shi Meng wore thick metal gloves on both hands. He habitually scratched his head, causing the gloves and helmet to make a harsh noise.
"This secret passage... Hmph... No wonder the Yan Family took more than a month to send people. They didn't have good intentions from the start, wanting to bring so many Flame-Swallowing Gold Ants through the secret passage, it's not easy."
Wu Tie looked at Shi Meng.
In what Shi Meng said, there were many interesting points.
The Shi Family had obtained a secret passage that led directly to the Yan Family's heartland. What were they originally planning to do with this secret passage?
However, the elders of the Shi Family leaked the secret passage to the Yan Family, resulting in the Yan Family dealing a fatal blow to the heartland of Da Shi City.
Amidst the flickering flames and surging heat, Flame-Swallowing Gold Ants the size of wolf dogs spewed flames as they quickly approached Da Shi City. Fields were ignited, and many slaves who couldn't escape in time were engulfed by the towering flames.
A large group of fleeing slaves gathered at the city gate.
Da Shi City was one of the three main caves controlled by the Shi Family, and it housed a large number of agricultural and mining slaves. Excluding the mining slaves living in the mines, the total number of slaves living in the vicinity of Da Shi City was no less than a hundred thousand.
Da Shi City only had two city gates, and it was almost impossible for a hundred thousand slaves in such a short time to enter the city.
No matter how the warriors outside the city gates scolded and drove them away, the more the slaves tried to enter the city, the more chaotic the situation became at the city gate, making it increasingly difficult to enter the city.
"Let them bypass Da Shi City and escape in the direction farthest from the sea of fire." Wu Tie forcefully tapped Shi Meng's armored body.
"Brother Shi, tell the people outside the city to run in the direction farthest from the sea of fire. They won't make it inside the city... We'll stay here and hold these bastards off." Wu Tie shouted loudly at Shi Meng, who was looking down.
Shi Meng widened his eyes, blinked, and nodded, "That's a good idea."
With a big axe in his hand, he fiercely struck the battlement in front of him. Accompanied by a loud noise, the busy warriors outside the city gate looked up.
Shi Meng loudly shouted out Wu Tie's suggestion, and the warriors outside the city gate immediately picked up their whips and drove the fleeing slaves away from Da Shi City, making them escape in the direction farthest from the sea of fire.
The horde of Flame-Swallowing Gold Ants gradually accelerated, their flames soaring as they relentlessly approached Da Shi City. Fields were set ablaze, and countless slaves who couldn't escape in time were engulfed by the towering flames.
Several burly warriors gathered at the city gate and tried to escape in an orderly manner. Da Shi City had prepared for battle, with melee warriors holding heavy weapons on the outer side and archers with bows and crossbows on the inner side. Numerous heavy shields and large instruments were neatly arranged. Da Shi City was fully prepared for battle.
Without knowing when, Lao Bai appeared beside Wu Tie.
"Damn it, haven't even had a good meal these days... Why did the fighting start?" Lao Bai sighed while secretly slipping a bottle of rotting bone marrow poison into Wu Tie's hand.
"Xiao Tie, this is some good stuff... Put a bit on your weapon. Hehe, just a scratch will do the trick." Lao Bai hid in Wu Tie's shadow and sneakily explained the powerful toxicity of the rotting bone marrow.
Wu Tie raised an eyebrow but before he could say anything, Shi Meng had already jumped off the battlement and snatched the bottle from him.
"Hehe, is it really that powerful? Let me try it." Shi Meng swaggered and applied the rotting bone marrow on his own axe. Accompanied by a subtle hissing sound, a layer of mysterious light flickered on the blade of his axe.
As Shi Meng applied the poison, he casually kicked Lao Bai with his toe, causing Lao Bai to roll away for seven to eight meters like a ball.
"Hey Lao Bai, your tribe performed well last time. Alright, this time have them prepare bows and crossbows and defend the city... Hehe, after this battle, every member of your tribe will be rewarded with twenty jin of fatty meat!" Shi Meng laughed heartily, patting Wu Tie's shoulder and not sparing his appreciation.
He loudly shouted out his command.
Soon, a group of wolf tribe warriors rushed down from the city wall, only to return shortly after. They carried the corpses of the slain Yan Panthers and others from the meeting hall.
Shi Meng grabbed the head of a Yan Panther and swung it vigorously on the city wall, with the red hair swaying in the wind.
"Those outside the city walls, those from the Yan Family, I know you can see this, I know you can hear this!" Shi Meng hopped on his feet and shouted, "What do you want? Do you want to die on my Shi Family's territory?"
"Take a look at this. It's the head of a Yan Panther!"
"Hahaha, it's said that the Yan Panther was one of the eighteen most outstanding bastards among your generation, one of the eighteen pillars of the Yan Family... But I split him in half with a single axe. Heh heh, killing him was no different from killing a farm animal!"
"I only used a single axe to break one of your Yan Family's pillars, hehe!"
"Are you feeling heartbroken? Are you feeling sad? Do you want to die?"
Shi Meng laughed loudly, swinging the head of the Yan Panther while twisting his stout waist, dancing strangely.
It was truly unbearable to see such a burly man carrying a blood-drenched head, wiggling his buttocks.
Wu Tie moved a few steps away from Shi Meng, trying to distance himself from his foul language.
Behind the sea of flames in the distance, suddenly a sharp whistling sound came. All the raging Flame-Swallowing Gold Ants paused for a moment, then with sharp roars, they accelerated their pace, gradually forming an arrow-shaped attack formation, rushing straight towards the gates of Da Shi City.
The slaves outside Da Shi City had already dispersed to both sides, and the heavy city gates closed heavily. Several hulking bull tribe warriors roared loudly, driving away the slaves inside the city and carrying large boulders from somewhere, neatly stacking them behind the closed city gates to seal them tightly.
Frenzied footsteps sounded as large groups of lizardman archers, bull tribe warriors, wolf tribe warriors, iron and gray dwarves charged up the city walls.
They formed orderly formations on the city walls, with melee warriors armed with heavy weapons on the outside, archers with bows and crossbows on the inside, and a large number of large shields and massive weapons arranged neatly. Da Shi City was ready for battle.
At some point, Lao Bai appeared by Wu Tie's side.
"Damn, didn't even have a proper meal... Why did the fighting start?" Lao Bai sighed while secretly slipping a bottle of rotting bone marrow poison into Wu Tie's hand.
"Xiao Tie, this is good stuff... Apply a bit on your weapon. Hehe, as long as it touches a bit of skin, it'll be enough to do damage." Lao Bai, hiding in Wu Tie's shadow, explained the powerful toxicity of the rotting bone marrow.
Wu Tie raised an eyebrow and before he could speak, Shi Meng had already jumped off the battlement, snatching the bottle from his hand.
"Hehe, is it really that powerful? Let me try." Shi Meng shamelessly smeared the bottle of rotting bone marrow all over his axe. Accompanied by a faint hissing sound, a hazy light flickered on the blade of his axe.
While applying the poison, Shi Meng lightly kicked Lao Bai with his foot. It was a light kick for him, but Lao Bai was sent rolling away for seven to eight meters.
"Hey Lao Bai, your tribe performed well last time. Listen, this time have them prepare bows and crossbows and defend the city... Hehe, once this battle is over, every member of your tribe will be rewarded with twenty jin of fatty meat!"
Lao Bai's eyes gleamed and he licked his lips.
He quickly responded and was about to run down the city wall.
Wu Tie hurriedly stopped Lao Bai, looking at him seriously, and then made a careful hand gesture.
This hand gesture was something Wu Tie had learned from Lao Bai during their time in the wilderness. When surviving in the wild, whether hunting or ambushing enemies, sometimes not making a single sound was necessary, and "hand gestures," or "sign language," became essential for communication.
Bandits and tribes surviving in the wilderness naturally had a set of widely used hand gestures.
Among Lao Bai's tribe, they also had a complete set of hand gestures for internal communication.
Wu Tie had been learning this for quite a while, and he was now fluent in using hand gestures and sign language to communicate with Lao Bai and the others.
Lao Bai responded with a hand gesture that meant "Don't worry." He then disappeared like a white shadow, leaving Wu Tie alone.
"Dong!" A hundred meters away on the city wall, Tie Ba Ba held a large axe and loudly roared, "Children... The people outside the city want us dead... What should we do?"
The burly bull tribe warriors shouted in unison with red eyes, "Kill them!"
"Hu ha! Hu ha!"
"Death to Da Shi City!"
Gradually, the warriors on the city wall also shouted in unison.
No need for reason, no need for words to rally their morale.
Living in this damn era, everyone understood... If the enemy wanted you dead, then kill them!
No need to care who's right and who's wrong, who has a point or who doesn't.
Surviving is the greatest justice!
The Flame-Swallowing Gold Ants approached closer, the towering sea of flames pressed against the city wall, and the scorching heat caused the hair on Wu Tie and the others' bodies to curl and become burnt.
In the fierce flames, many warriors began to cry out in pain.
Wearing full sets of heavy metal armor, the flames were right in front of them, scorching their armor rapidly. The feeling was like being branded all over by a hot iron, something unimaginable to anyone who hadn't experienced it.
Shi Meng raised his axe and let out a loud howl.
On the city walls, several tall and imposing arrow towers and watchtowers had figures clad in black robes flashing in and out.
They were lizardmen, wolf tribe warriors, bull tribe warriors, ratmen, and stone dwarves.
Powerful spiritual energy emanated from them, causing a fierce wind to blow on the city walls, blowing away from the sea of flames. A dense mist condensed above the city walls, and large ice crystals continuously fell from the sky.
The temperature around gradually became cool and pleasant. Shi Meng grinned widely and, holding the head of the Yan Panther, taunted the people outside the city again, "People of the Yan Family, aren't you coming to die? Yan Panther's waiting for you!"
Amidst his laughter, Shi Meng fiercely waved his hand, and the head of the Yan Panther traced an arc and fell into the sea of flames outside the city again.
Angry roars and curses rang out in the distance, and sharp whistling sounds were heard once more.
A large group of Flame-Swallowing Gold Ants rushed forward. They flew and crawled up the city wall, directly attacking the large stone soldiers on the walls. Some even released high-temperature flames from their mouths.
Wu Tie silently stabbed a long spear, carefully selected from the arsenal, into the head of one Flame-Swallowing Gold Ant. With a loud clang, the spear penetrated three inches into the ant's head. The ant, the size of a wolf dog, let out a scream and was sent flying out of the city wall for hundreds of meters by Wu Tie.
Wu Tie widened his eyes.
Was this fellow's head really this tough? The spear he chose was already a top-notch "Yuan Soldier" from the arsenal of Da Shi City, capable of easily piercing three-inch-thick steel plates.
And yet, it could only break three inches into the head of this Flame-Swallowing Gold Ant.
"Trouble." Wu Tie muttered to himself. He swung the long spear, violently smashing the dozen or so Flame-Swallowing Gold Ants that had rushed up the city wall.
Loud crashes resounded as the dozen Flame-Swallowing Gold Ants were violently hit. Their bodies rolled and were sent flying nearly two to three hundred meters away.
But after being sent flying, their movements seemed to slow down, yet they still charged towards the city wall.
"This is really troublesome." Wu Tie swung the long spear, continuously smashing the Flame-Swallowing Gold Ants that charged towards him.
However, there were already several warriors around him who cried out in pain and agony.
The jaws of the Flame-Swallowing Gold Ants were hard and sharp, and they possessed great strength. They tore apart the bodies of the warriors on the city walls with ease, easily bypassing their steel armor, inflicting wounds upon them.
The Flame-Swallowing Gold Ants that spewed flames were even more terrifying. Their high-temperature flames could reach up to seven to eight meters away, burning many soldiers and spreading the scent of charred flesh on the city walls.
The tide of Flame-Swallowing Gold Ants continued surging forward, never-ending. They charged toward the city walls, and there was no end in sight.
Saturday, take a little rest, two chapters for now.
A few days ago, I took a fall and my knee was all bloody, and my wrist was slightly injured as well, so it's been a bit difficult to write these past few days, I'm frustrated.
On Sunday, I'll release the normal three chapters. Well, well, let's take a small break on Saturday.
This chapter is complete.