Thousands of arrows were fired at once, but the minotaurs kept throwing the giant arrows without bothering, just activating a defensive ability. Most missed their targets, but even those that hit just bounced harmlessly, and a few left scratches.
The hard bones of the minotaurs easily withstood these simple attacks. Even spells cast by a second-tier mage would have a hard time hurting their bones, ordinary arrows wouldn't stand a chance.
Other demihumans who were also on the wall like goblins and kobolds still needed to protect themselves.
"How are we…doing?" Vanilla asked as she climbed onto the ramparts and looked at the approaching soldiers.
The minotaurs didn't respond, but launched the giant arrows even faster, as if they wanted to impress her. Unfortunately for the minotaurs, the arrows they brought with them weren't infinite and soon the excited minotaurs ran out of them.