"In my opinion, we're pretty much going to die here!"
The dwarf shouted at the side, shaking his helmet as the dirt from the explosions tumbled down.
"Damn it! In less than thirty minutes, these black dogs hauled over a Fire Scorpion Siege Crossbow! If I didn't know how strict the storage conditions for this thing's ammunition are, I'd think they'd prepared it here early!"
This place was a critical barrier used to block one of the marching routes of the Niflgaard people.
The Northern Alliance Army had thought that the deployed troops were already more than sufficient.
But they undoubtedly underestimated the current reinforcement speed of the Niflgaard Army.
The bombardment from the Fire Scorpion Siege Crossbow continued to strike against their makeshift barriers; this brutal siege weapon would originally take at least half a day to start from its original position.
And now, twenty minutes had passed since it first fired.
