However, compared to the fortress garrison, there were far too many orc warriors. They were being shot down in batches, only to come charging in groups; these guys completely disregarded casualties and only followed their instinct to keep pushing the frontline forward. This suicidal method of fighting left the defenders of Dibiles dumbfounded and unable to help but exclaim, "Are they all crazy?"

Without ladders or sandbags, even if the orcs were able to advance to under the city walls, how would they cross the moat? How would they climb up the over 20-meter high walls to fight the defenders? The nearby female commander, however, could see clearly and gravely explained to her subordinates, "They're not crazy, they're just using a portion of their warriors as cannon fodder to deplete our arrows."

So that's the case! The soldiers suddenly understood: the orc warriors at the forefront didn't have decent weapons or equipment; the only logical explanation was that this vanguard force was only meant to consume the "disposable" arrows. Currently, Dibiles had placed its main forces and a large amount of weaponry in the area bordering the Inran Empire; and this fortress itself was isolated on the outskirts of the residential area, making assistance from other places difficult to deliver; if the arrows and other weaponry were continuously depleted by the orcs, they would sooner or later be left defenseless.

Just as some of the defenders felt anxious, a few orcs had already broken through the interception of arrows and rushed to the front of the moat. The moat in front of the fortress was filled with water from a nearby river, wide and with strong currents; because of this, it wasn't an easy task for anyone to fill in the moat. The defenders were extremely curious: what did these orcs with crude weapons want to do? They couldn't possibly jump into the moat themselves to fill it up, right?

The answer came the next moment. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Crude spears were fiercely thrown by orc warriors towards the city walls; these orcs were quite strong, despite the disadvantageous position of their attack, the weapons thrown with force still had a considerable amount of killing power. "Take cover!" Dibiles' commanders shouted hoarsely, and many female warriors immediately rushed forward, holding shields to protect the archers.

Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud! The whistling spearheads were nailed onto the surface of the shields; often, a single shield would be dotted with multiple spearheads, making it resemble a giant porcupine. The shouting continued: "The siege weapons are coming, prepare for battle!" The soldiers defending on the city walls could see, not far away on the plain outside the city, war machines that looked like catapults being set up by the orcs. But what truly surprised the soldiers was that the first batch of things thrown by the enemy's many catapults were not stone or oil bombs, but fully armed half-orc warriors! This kind of siege method was truly eye-opening. The soldiers could only see thousands of orc warriors swiftly flying through the air, after sharp whistling sounds, they fell one after another towards the positions of the city walls; among them, some fell into the moat directly due to insufficient force; there were also those who were shot and killed by archers in mid-air. However, at least half of the orc warriors managed to successfully land on top of the city walls.

Afterward, these guys moved without hindrance, wielding clubs, battle axes, or meteor hammers, roaring towards the soldiers of Dibiles!

At a glance, there was a terrifying number that was enough to completely engulf the defending forces;

It seemed that this fortress would be captured in the blink of an eye, and the orcs would occupy it with tremendous force.

If we purely analyze the combat power of the soldiers, then undoubtedly, this fortress is extremely difficult to defend;

However, those guarding the front line are not just soldiers or generals...

Boom!

The thunderous sound resounded like a raging storm;

It seemed to transform into a rushing tide of lightning, appearing as an extended straight line, encompassing everything in its path;

In an instant, the thousands of orcs that had invaded the edge of the tower were unable to even let out a wail before being pushed back by the surging electric tide.

Boom! Boom!

It seemed like a "rain of orcs" was falling from the sky, but the wolf orcs raised their heads and suddenly discovered that all the subordinates who had just succeeded in invading had fallen to the ground.

What the wolf orcs couldn't see was that:

As soon as the orc warriors fell to the ground, they were collectively deprived of their lives by the fatal blow just now.

One blow shattered a thousand, this is a level of strength that surpasses all others;

Looking at the entire fortress, only she possesses such power, she is the only one who reigns over the country;

According to the common sense of the royal families of other countries, someone like her should not appear here;

But such common sense is not applicable in this country, because Dibiles' rule has always been:

The emperor guards the country's gates!

Queen Isabella, as the highest commander on one side of the offensive and defensive battle, held the flag high and turned into an immovable "mountain", standing resolutely without retreating.

"Millions of ants, nothing more than a group of ragtag soldiers; I stand here to see who has the ability to break through this golden defense line!"

The vanguard of the orcs was completely wiped out by Isabella alone;

Then, under the command of the wolf orcs, the "secret weapon" brought from the military camp was dispatched to the battlefield.

The "secret weapon" is none other than a demon that was defeated and tamed by the white bear of the Kingdom of Wang decades ago.

If the Senate is used as a measure of power, then the combat power of this demon is second only to the chief and the deputy chief, truly a strong individual.

The demon passed through the orc army, and as he approached, Isabella finally saw clearly the tall figure opposite her.

With a green face, fangs protruding, eyes the size of bronze bells, and a deep scar running from his eye to his mouth, he looked very fierce;

His left ear was missing a piece, and a shiny ring hung from his right ear, his upper body was exposed.

The demon's shoulders were broad, his arms like apes, covered in sinewy muscles, his chest resembling two iron shields;

But his waist was only half the width of his shoulders, and compared to his strong upper body, his lower body seemed underdeveloped;

This typical "top-heavy" figure made this "standardly handsome" demon look completely out of place.

In the face of this somewhat unique opponent, Isabella's words had to change, she couldn't just call him an ant anymore, she should address him directly as:

"A big ant has arrived!"

The demon understood human language to some extent and understood the meaning of that sentence.

Immediately, the demon uprooted a large tree along the way, holding it with both hands and lifting it up towards Isabella on top of the city tower.

Because it had wings, this demon could be called "Feather Demon".

How strong was the Feather Demon's power?

The entire tree in his hand seemed to have no weight at all, as if he was playing with it.

As the tree fell through the air, the roaring sound of the wind caused the grass on the ground to flatten out;

The tree, swung by the Feather Demon, seemed to distort the surrounding air as well;

As the person involved, Isabella noticed that her field of vision was also fragmented, a visual phenomenon that can only be caused by extremely fast speed.

Boom!

In an instant, as the tree made contact with the target, its upper half exploded under the influence of tremendous force, and the heavy impact was accompanied by an explosion, directed at Isabella.

In the blink of an eye, nearby tiles exploded in sections, and even the soldiers close by were blown away on either side.

"Hmph, who's calling who insignificant?"

Only at this moment did the Feather Demon let out a sound from his thick nostrils, his tone filled with a sense of releasing his frustration.

"Who's insignificant? This is interesting."

There was no further sound, but the thick and sturdy tree in the Feather Demon's hand still inevitably exploded.

Wood chips and fallen leaves flew in the air together, and then below those swirling objects, a slender figure leaped up, flying out like a shooting star.

"Who's insignificant? It's you!"

The flag that had extended forward rolled up an invisible stream of light, appearing as an unmatched sharpness, targeting the Feather Demon's body and striking down fiercely.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom!

With one strike, the Feather Demon's body was blasted backwards;

The ground beneath his feet immediately exploded, dirt and debris flying, showing that he had suffered a significant injury.

As soon as the counterattack ended, Isabella flipped in mid-air and landed, while the Feather Demon, who had bent over in front of her, had a pitch black chest.

Seizing the opportunity to pursue, Isabella's tactical strategy was simple:

"Focus on breaking a finger rather than attacking all ten."

All of her subsequent attacks were concentrated on the newly created wound by the Feather Demon;

Even if the opponent tried to block, they could stop the attack from the front but couldn't defend against the rear.

The Feather Demon's large stature was indeed an advantage, but Isabella's agility and swiftness were also advantages;

Now, the two sides were only competing to see who could better utilize their respective strengths.

After several successful attacks, Isabella appeared behind the Feather Demon and once again struck the deep and long wound with the holy flag, causing dark red blood to continuously flow from the target's chest;

And this successful attack made the Feather Demon's legs bend slightly;

With a roar, the Feather Demon howled into the sky.

As a powerful demon, it refused to be bullied like this, so it immediately spread its black wings behind it and flew into the sky with a strong push from its legs.

Now the Feather Demon was suspended in mid-air, using its magic to slowly heal the wounded area.

After being pressed and beaten by the opponent for a while, it became completely furious, the blood of the demon circulating rapidly within its body, and its bones constantly compressed;

Roaring, the black mist on its body became even denser, quickly enveloping its body, like a silkworm weaving a cocoon.