บท 65: Enraged Lich King

Legions marched on the walls, a blanket of arrows, mana spears, trebuchets doused in divine oil and even balistas packing enchanted tips!

The flurry of projectiles was endless, but the ghostly army tanked their rounds. The mana swelling around their bodies making them just physical enough to be effected by paltry weapons.

In the same sense they were struck down under sheer firepower, the hail of death calling to them shattering the few overwhelmed by the fierce destructive attack!

Yet their broken ranks fell, the troops within marched on with zero regard. For no morale shook their code.

Seige towers moved on, closing. Trebuchets switched targets, whilst catapults were used for close range artillery as the ghostly army reached within two hundred meters of the wall.

The towers werent far behind, over a dozen moving structures moving towards the walls with hundreds of infantry aboard.