Evolving Silver Dragon - Chapter 123

Chapter 123: 121 Probing Attack_l

Translator: 549690339

Before launching an all-out attack, Otto decided to conduct a probing assault first.

Even though the number of monsters on the Dragontooth Legion’s side seemed to have an overwhelming advantage, the individual strength difference between the two sides was still significant.

More importantly, the enemy was clearly well-prepared, so it was hard to predict what might happen if an all-out attack was launched recklessly.

Upon understanding Otto’s intentions, Gaz pulled out a portion of Gnolls and Lizardmen from the outer city’s monsters, preparing to launch the first probing attack.

Mingled among them were quite a few ordinary Goblins.

These green-skinned dwarfs were usually used as cannon fodder if they didn’t secure a position as wolf riders or have special skills in production.

The total number of these monsters was less than ten thousand, which obviously would not be enough to break the Thunder Legion’s defense line.

However, Otto did not expect them to achieve much; he just wanted to test his adversary’s capabilities.

To prevent these weak monsters from turning tail midway, Furious Wolf Worrick and Battle Lizardman Redscale joined the attack as well.

These two Dragonborn monsters would serve as the vanguard of this probing attack, leading the monsters behind them to attack the Thunder Legion’s positions while preventing them from retreating.

With Gaz’s command, as the two Dragonborn monsters led the charge, nearly ten thousand low-level monsters howled loudly to bolster their courage and momentum as they rushed towards the Thunder Legion.

The monsters of the Thunder Legion responded with a counterattack.

The first to operate were the crude and simple catapults.

These so-called catapults were actually just thick tree trunks with excellent flexibility used as springboards, with rope nets attached to the ends.

They had no accuracy to speak of.

Ordinary humanoid creatures couldn’t operate such simple and crude devices without intricate mechanisms.

However, the powerful Ogres and Minotaurs were obviously not included in this, as each catapult was manned by over a dozen strong monsters.

First, they tied huge boulders to the rope nets at the ends of the crude machines.

Then, they combined their strength to bend the tree trunk of the catapult to its lowest point and released it simultaneously.

“Bang! Bang! Bang…”

Accompanied by the loud noise of tree trunks rebounding, the giant boulders were sent hurtling towards the attacking monsters of the Dragontooth Legion with terrifying force.

Together with these boulders were a few unlucky Ogres who failed to let go in time, screaming as they flew through the sky and fell onto the soft ground not far away.

Fortunately, they were thick-skinned and tough, and after getting up with a dazed expression, they shook off their dizziness and returned to their original positions.

This cycle continued indefinitely.

Contrary to the plight of the unlucky Ogres, the catapulted boulders flew much further.

One boulder after another crashed into the attacking horde of Dragontooth Legion monsters, or missed entirely, turning some unlucky ones into minced meat.

Facing the gruesome fates of their companions, the already timid Goblins were on the verge of a mental breakdown.

They screamed in fear, wanting to flee back, but the few who tried were torn to pieces by the Gnolls who had received orders.

As a result, the Goblins who had similar intentions didn’t dare to act recklessly.

Even the Lizardmen and other monsters nearby were frightened by this sudden turn of events.

Furious Wolf Worrick’s eyes were bloodshot, making them appear entirely crimson.

He was the one who issued the order to tear apart the timid Goblins.

This Dragonborn Gnoll with a somewhat abnormal mentality roared, “Whoever dares to defy the will of the Silver Dragon Lord shall be destroyed! No matter who they are!”

Thick venom flowed from the corner of his mouth, corroding the ground below and creating pits.

“For the great Silver Dragon Lord!”

With a crazed smile on his face, Worrick charged towards the Thunder Legion’s formation on all fours, moving as fast as a real wild wolf.

Battle Lizardman Redscale followed closely behind, not making a sound but still showing his determination.

Under the leadership of the two powerful Dragonborn monsters, the chaotic monster army quickly regrouped and closed in on the Thunder Legion’s position.

The catapults continued to pour down fire, but due to the ancient forest surrounding the area, the surrounding area was filled with towering trees, and the catapults were inherently inaccurate.

A substantial portion of the stones was intercepted by the trees before they even reached the ground.

Therefore, although the war machines seemed impressive, the damage they caused was not as severe as imagined.

As the enemy drew closer, the arrow towers within the Thunder Legion’s position began to take action as well.

Most of these towers were manned by Orcs or Serpentmen, peripheral creatures of the Thunder Legion, as the clumsy hands of Ogres and Minotaurs were not suitable for delicate tasks such as drawing bows and setting arrows.

As for Centaurs, they couldn’t even access these structures because of their body shape.

Due to the distance, most of the archers on the arrow towers chose to launch their arrows in an arc.

Under the combined assault of catapults and arrow towers, about half of the invading monsters were lost before even reaching the Thunder Legion’s positions.

The real trouble was only just beginning.

In front of the Thunder Legion’s positions, the seemingly crude ditches and earthen walls were no longer as easy to scale as they had been in the past.

A large group of tall and strong monsters armed with weapons stood on the crude walls, grinning menacingly.

Gnolls and Lizardmen were already no match for them, and in this unfavorable terrain, breaking through their defensive lines became even more impossible. However, there were exceptions.

Outside the ditch, Worrick laughed manically as his upper body muscles rapidly shrank and then redistributed to his lower limbs.

Swollen muscles bulged with twisted veins, and he squatted down, exerting force with his legs.

“Boom!”

With a loud bang, cracks spread across the ground beneath Worrick’s feet from the enormous impact.

As for Worrick himself, he had already leaped into the air and his mutated limbs quickly returned to normal.

Like a powerful wolf-shaped projectile, he crashed into an arrow tower that was continuously raining down fire..