What's going on?
He wanted to look down over the city wall, but doing so was undoubtedly too dangerous.
An apprentice had been silently dragged away. How could an assistant like him be spared?
Who attacked him? Orcs?
The probability is very low. Currently, the Blackrock orcs are in a big brawl with the Dark Iron dwarves in the northern part of Redridge Mountains. If they enter the canyon of Redridge Mountains through the Burning Steppes and come here in groups, they will definitely be spotted by the militia patrols of Lakeshire first.
Logically speaking, now... In the entire Redridge Mountains, except for wandering orcs like that shaman, there should be no army that dares to raid a castle.
That is to say, only gnolls are left as a possibility. After all, it can't be murlocs, right?
The local gnolls are the Darkpelt tribe and also the darkest and most violent tribe within the Kingdom of Stormwind. If it's them... Should he immediately take shelter inside the fortress or hold this watchtower?
Including this watchtower, there are a total of four watchtowers of different sizes in the entire castle. At this moment, there are still the lights of torches held by sentries on the other watchtowers. Only the central watchtower at the top of this fortress is currently without a sentry on duty.
After just a few seconds, before he had decided on his strategy, a strange sneer suddenly came from behind him. Jess turned around. A cluster of dark brownmessy fur emerged over the city wall, and a dog's head popped up. Its swollen and dull yellow eyeballs stared directly at this side.
When this gnoll discovered Jess's existence, it shouted, "Ha... There's human flesh!"
There's no choice. He must hold this tower!
Jess grabbed his long stick and rushed over, smashing it on its head. The gnoll let out a cry and fell off the city wall.
Just as he was breathing a sigh of relief, a iron hook suddenly flew up with a clang and nearly hooked his neck. Jess took a few steps back. His ribs were scratched by the iron hook, leaving a bloodstain. The grappling hook tightly hooked onto the city wall, and the rope began to shake continuously.
These gnolls can actually climb the wall with iron hooks?!
These iron hooks are very large and have spikes on them. The rope is not a hemp rope but a chain!
This must be the orcs' siege equipment. After the tribe failed, the supplies were left here and picked up or snatched by the gnolls and used to attack human city walls!
Jess pulled out a rusty long sword from the weapon rack beside him and tried to pry the iron hook loose. However, he didn't expect this grappling hook to be hooked so tightly. Especially since the gnolls below had already started climbing. Their weight made this grappling hook even more firmly attached.
Finally, when he could almost move it, an iron knife suddenly stretched up from below and slammed onto his sword blade. He felt his hands go numb from the shock. Just as he was about to continue prying, the gnoll holding the knife jumped up along the chain and delivered a horizontal slash!
Jess dodged in a sorry state and took a few steps back. This gnoll in front of him was not as tall as him. But its fur was much darker than that of the gnolls in Elwynn Forest. It was covered in spots, and its arms and legs seemed as thin as skin and bones. It looked even more deranged and cunning.
Obviously, it didn't take Jess seriously. It excitedly charged straight over. Jess dodged its frontal slash sideways and thrust his sword into the thick mane on the gnoll's neck.
The gnoll's excited roar immediately turned into a whimper. Trembling, it fell to the ground. After rolling over a few times, it couldn't stand up anymore.
Jess realized that this was a gnoll's sneak attack. However, the main force of the castle had already rushed out of the city gate to hunt down that so-called gnoll shadow mage. Was it a diversion?
He picked up a torch and kept waving it in the direction of the observation tower on the other side. At the same time, he shouted, "Gnoll raid! There's a gnoll raid!"
After shouting for a while, he noticed the shadows illuminated by the torches on the top of the tower on the other side. They were already the strange shadows of gnolls hunched over... The sentries there had also been killed!
Stonewatch Keep had become more and more chaotic. The clanging sounds, cries, roars, and the screams of gnolls. Now it was too late and meaningless to warn the people inside the entire Stonewatch Keep.
The cavalry in the forest must be alerted to return for defense immediately.
Stonewatch Keep was in chaos. Even if it were still quiet, shouting directly into the forest from here with one's voice would be of no use. Isn't there anything like a horn or a bell that can transmit an alarm?
At this moment, he remembered that when he first entered the castle, there were indeed messengers with horns. But where are those people now?
There was no horn in this small tower on top of the fortress castle. Nor was there anything like a bonfire that could create an obvious signal. There was only one torch. What about throwing the torch into the sky?
Just as he was in a flurry, another gnoll jumped onto the wall and brandished the axe in its hand, giggling foolishly like a fool.
No way... Staying here will only be killed by more and more gnolls.
Jess couldn't even handle being outnumbered right now. The ones coming up now are all just gnoll minions. If a stronger warrior really comes up, he alone might suffer a big loss.
He must return to his own room, find the warlock bag, and release the imp.
Wait... Imp?!
Yes! The imp can cast fireballs. He can shoot them into the sky to create a signal flare!
The gnoll suddenly swung its axe over. It didn't have much strength. The axe seemed to be a huge axe used by orcs. It was very cumbersome.
Jess easily dodged. The gnoll slammed the axe hard on the stone wall. Before it could stand firmly, Jess directly thrust his sword through the gnoll's thin dog waist from behind. The gnoll let out a hoarse moan and then fell off the stone wall and hit the city wall below with a thud.
At that position, where the apprentice Martin was standing originally, there were already several gnolls crowded.
These gnolls were frantically banging on the nailed wooden door. The annoying clanging noise from before was made by them. But it was also because of this noise that these gnolls didn't notice at all that Jess was fighting with their companions on the tower above their heads.
The gnoll that fell down so miserably didn't attract their attention.
"Thaenor!"
He shouted in a somewhat disorganized manner, but didn't expect the imp to hear him at all. Because if his voice was too loud, it would definitely attract all the gnolls below. Wouldn't he be in big trouble then?
Dealing with the ones climbing up one by one could let him live a little longer.
Just as he was thinking, the sound of a gnoll scratching the stone wall came from behind him.
This gnoll jumped up, holding two short axes in its hands. As soon as it stood firmly, it howled and waved them around like a juggler.
Jess's mind was already filled with the skills that Greed had taught him, such as "keep a distance and keep the tip of the sword forward."