The warriors behind them looked up at the city wall.
What should he do? How do we know what to do? You're the regiment commander, who are you asking?
On the city wall, Fatty looked at the dumbfounded army below and revealed a smile. Seeing that the army had completely gathered under the city wall, his smile became even happier.
"Where's the water? Hurry up, hurry up if you don't want to die!”Fatty looked back at the row of paulownia barrels and roared.
What was the point of having enough? It was only effective if there were enough.
For the first time in the history of Frost Harbor, it was so lively and united. The streets were filled with people transporting water, tung oil, weapons, armor, and arrows.
It was daytime in the sky, and it was summer, but the air he exhaled was still white.
This was Ferrell Zord!
As the minutes and seconds passed, the warriors of the Cold Winter Claw began to try to climb, but they were covered in tung oil and slid down.
When the weapon struck the ice, ice shards flew everywhere.
"Idiot!"
Fatty spat out a mouthful of phlegm and looked back at the increasing amount of water. He raised his right hand.
"Splash it down!"
With a command, water was poured down from the sky. Cold fog drifted with the wind, and the water droplets froze into ice.
However, most of them still landed on the Winter Claw Warrior. His animal skin clothes were instantly soaked, and his hair froze.
They had been training in the bitter cold, but after their bodies were wet, the extreme cold seemed to drill into their bones.
"Hehe! Archers, get ready!" Fatty leaned on the city wall and smiled coldly. Wasn't he very powerful just now?
"Shoot!"
As soon as the order was given, the guards led by Duo Long went crazy and shot down. Anyway, they would eventually hit the target.
First, it was ice water, then a rain of arrows. The warriors of the Winter Claw could not withstand it anymore. Fortunately, they had added quite a number of shields during their training.
In the distance, Ye Chen could no longer bear to look at them. He did not expect such a powerful army to be so passive. Were their brains only made of muscles?
Seeing Ye Chen leave, Olaf smiled bloodthirsty. He had always thought that those people were useless, and now it was true.
He twisted his shoulders and picked up his twin axes.
"Nu Nu, I think it's better not to go. Let the fat uncle go!”Nunu hugged Willam tightly. Looking at the dense rain of arrows, she swallowed her saliva and pushed Gulagath, who couldn't move.
"Annoying brat!" Gulagath, who was holding a wine barrel, exhaled a mouthful of alcohol in dissatisfaction and staggered toward the city wall.
After they managed to block the first wave of arrows, the commander immediately ordered them to retreat. Fatty on the city wall obviously did not want to let them go.
"Everyone, scatter cotton wool and pour tung oil!”Fatty ordered without turning his head. In his eyes, this army was already corpses.
He was able to become the highest commander here not only because of his strength, but more importantly, because of his brains.
The sword Qi on his finger shot out in all directions.
Bang!
With a crisp sound, the saber broke into two. A bloody scar appeared on his face, and his white bones could be seen.
"An expert, terrifying!" This was the first thought that came to Fatty's mind. His fat body was already slashing at Ye Chen with his broken saber.
That rapid dash was definitely not compatible with his size.
Ye Chen looked at Fatty silently. His body swayed, and his blade flew into the air. He was also stunned on the spot.
He gently removed his finger, and a bloody scar appeared between Fatty's eyebrows.
"Haha!" Olaf laughed loudly and jumped up, slashing crazily.
Arrows, swords, and sabers didn't even exist in Olaf's eyes. He swung his axe again and again until the walls were dyed red.
Boom!
A loud explosion was heard, accompanied by the smell of alcohol. The corner of Ye Chen's mouth twitched.
Looking at the snowball at the city gate, including the city gate, which had disappeared, the corners of his mouth twitched even more.
Without these obstructions, the army quickly charged into the city. That bone-chilling feeling caused them to burn with anger.
Ye Chen stood quietly on the city wall and watched. He watched the wails, the sounds of resistance, and the sound of swords colliding.
His body kept trembling, and his face was blue from the cold, but the power of the Cold Winter Claw was still displayed.
In a head-on clash, he was completely crushed.
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