"I don't think they are in a hurry!" After interrupting the vampire captain's spellcasting, Snorri was not happy. He felt that the enemy did not seem to show any effort to break the boat.
It stands to reason that as the vampire pirates abandoned ship and landed, Bordeleau's ship had blocked the harbor. If the castle could not be captured, Captain Salazar's own strength might be the best outcome.
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"Yeah, why don't these guys attack the city wall with all their strength but are fighting with us?" Stringer also noticed something was wrong. The dwarf troops played very comfortably during the battle just now, but this is obviously unreasonable, because
Captain Salazar did not commit his elite troops.
"We have to take the initiative!" Snorri made a decision by patting the armrest of the seat.
"We can't fight! We can advance and retreat freely in the current state. Once we get into a fight, it will be difficult to get out!" Stringer's advisor suggested,
Half of this force is from Karak-Zfulin. The dwarves have always been short of population. If Bretonnia's humans suffer a lot of losses, it will not be worth the loss for Breeze Castle.
"Your Highness, why don't we continue the long-range consumption..." The Coast Guard Captain was also saying, and he had to choose who was willing to face the giant beast.
"Alas!" Snorri sighed looking up to the sky after hearing this. He finally realized firsthand how difficult it was for those famous generals in the past life. Could it be that what the dwarf advisors and humans in front of him said didn't make sense?
There is nothing completely unreasonable in this world. Even the gods of chaos have their own relatively positive powers!
Snorri knew that as the scale of his army expanded in the future, there might be more different suggestions. They might all be right from different angles and levels, but the choice would depend on his, the commander-in-chief's, judgment.
"We have to fight, and we can't follow the enemy's ideas, otherwise there will be unexpected troubles!" Snorri repeated it again, and the dwarf advisor retreated. He closed his mouth and picked up his battle ax to fight faithfully.
perform responsibilities.
Snorri's orders were carried out. No dwarf, at least no dwarf in this army, would refuse his orders with multiple auras.
"Crack!" The door of the low wall was opened, and a large group of dwarf melee troops filed out. The shooting troops still on the wall were reloading as quickly as possible to buy time for their compatriots to form an array.
Captain Salazar was stunned for a moment when he saw this. Why did these shirtless dwarves give up their advantage and rush out?
"Ha! Ha! Dwarves, are you so eager to embrace eternal life?" The captain's breathy mouth came out with heart-stopping words. He stood on the Leviathan's carapace, condescending and even more powerful.
"Follow me and crush these water ghosts who blasphemed the dead!" Snorri said without further ado, pointed his war hammer, and rushed straight to the Leviathan to kill him.
"It's not your own, try your best!" Before Captain Salazar could finish his slow and cruel words, the dwarf troops directly broke through the outermost line of zombie sailors. Their rusty blades and the inaccurate shots of the shooters behind them were like nothing.
General.
"Pah! Pah!" Salazar condensed the black magic beam, released it from his eyes, and went straight to Snorri who was sitting on the anvil of doom.
This is a vampire spell called "Nagash's Gaze". When the magical wind of the battlefield was attracted by the Anvil of Doom, Salazar hastily chose this less expensive spell to attack Snorri.
However, Snorri had been prepared for it, and he had been planning this since the day he saw the Anvil of Doom. Before leaving, he purchased a rare-quality tower shield for human customers from Master Harlek's vault.
This seal was engraved with steel runes and firm runes. It was taller and wider than Snorri himself. In addition to protecting Snorri's body from the front, the shield could even be held diagonally to block thrown projectiles.
The two energy beams were further weakened as they approached the Anvil of Doom, and were easily blocked by the shield.
"Crack! Crack!" Before Snorri could get happy, he was greeted by another hail of bullets. The zombie shooters pointed all kinds of long guns and short cannons at Snorri, the protruding part of the battlefield, and greeted him, showing "
The scene of "big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate".
This situation of being passively beaten finally got better as the two sides got closer. Snorri knew that this was the first time he took part in the battle on Doomsday Anvil and he was not sure about his position. Under normal circumstances, he should stay with the long-range troops, because
The tribesmen at the front provide support.
The second level is those giant walking corpses, which have caused some trouble to the dwarves. Compared with when they were alive, their originally clumsy movements are now slower, but their lethality has also become stronger.
The huge bodies of the ogres were fused with the parts of the ship and the body of the terrifying sea monster. The weight of crab claws, anchors, etc. combined with the tireless and crazy attacks of the undead creatures made it difficult for the tribesmen to get close for a while.
The heavy armor on the dwarves can effectively resist the slashing and stabbing of sharp weapons, but the attacks of heavy blunt weapons can still cause huge damage to them.
Some conventional tactics for dealing with large units are not effective when dealing with undead ogres that are not tired and cannot feel pain. However, after using the iron dragon cannon and paying some price, the dwarves still broke through their blockade.
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"Those with rune weapons charge at me, and those with two-handed weapons come close to me!" The battle cry of Manticore Butcher Rogoff resounded throughout the battlefield. He vowed to either change his title to Leviathan Butcher, or find his
die.
The bravery of the butchers inspired the dwarf warriors who participated in the battle. The fearless war god Grimnir may be watching here. Every tribesman wants to prove their courage to the ancestor gods.
Snorri didn't need to say anything more. He struck the speed rune again so that the tribesmen could approach the giant beast faster and be more flexible when dodging those giant feet and pincers as thick as pillars.
Rogoff's two-handed battle ax chopped off a section of the giant crab's legs with one blow, and then he rolled on the spot and went to Leviathan's belly to find the weak point and slash at it.
This undead behemoth had become much more fragile after the previous ravages of divine magic and bombardment by artillery fire. There were many gaps in its carapace, and the dwarves plunged their long weapons directly into it and messed with it.
Captain Salazar was also stunned. Traveling across the sea, he never expected that there would be an enemy with such bravery and fighting skills.
It's not like he has never seen someone who is not afraid of death. The enslaved dark elves, the Norscan raiders who believe in the Chaos Gods, and his undead counterparts all don't know what death is. But these guys are hacking and killing by instinct, and