"Dear Goddess Chosen, maybe we can make the fight a little more complicated!" Just as Snorri was about to arrange an ambush for the troops, a voice came from the outside of the circle.
Snorri took a closer look and saw that the person who spoke was Gorath of the Baruch clan. Although the clan he came from once had a good status in the Mountain Kingdom, it now lost its former prestige.
The Baruch clan once ruled Karak-Draz, the Black Rock Keep. After the fortress fell, they retreated to the fortress of Karak-Dorn in the Thunder Mountains to continue living while preparing to regain their homeland.
They have been fighting against the greenskins for countless years, but now the mines in Thunder Mountain are about to be exhausted. After receiving Snorri's notice, the Baruch clan decided to abandon the place and all gathered under his command.
These stubborn dwarves refused to be divided into different teams according to their military types. They insisted on fighting as a clan unit. Snorri was not satisfied with this. The experience of his previous life told him that the presence of hills in the team was not a good thing.
For this reason, Snorri gave up the idea of making this clan that collectively devoted itself to serve as a benchmark, and instead limited the status of Chief Gorat in the team. However, he still stood out with his rich combat experience, sufficient loyalty and bravery.
"How?" Snorri did not refuse his speech.
"I suggest that we don't eliminate them directly, but instead surround them. Other spiders will definitely crawl out to save their blood relatives, and the results will be even greater by then!" Gorath analyzed while stroking his gray beard.
"That's great! Even if the reproductive queen comes out in full force, it's not a bad thing, then it will give up the spider nest it has been running for thousands of years!" Snorri became happy.
He now has some qualified captain-level commanders around him. These people can perform combat missions with quality and quantity, but they lack organizational skills and necessary tactics and strategies.
Of course, he knew that this was normal. The dwarves only had such a small population, and the owners of smaller fortresses only had thousands of troops. The subordinate commanders only had the command ability of a hundred people. They usually encouraged and guided their subordinates by directly participating in battles.
This was not enough for Snorri. He didn't want to do everything by himself, at least not all the time. But he couldn't expect more, he could only find talents from his existing subordinates.
War and expansion will bring many opportunities, which is why many tribesmen gave up their original stable lives to join his team.
"You are responsible for commanding the closing troops!" Snorri handed over this dangerous and honorable task to the proposed leader of the Gorath clan.
He needs to ensure that the first batch of spiders that are lured out cannot escape, and at the same time, he needs to withstand the time between the second batch of spiders rushing out and the first batch being annihilated.
During the two days of reconnaissance, Snorri's men discovered that these large spiders were active day and night, but seemed to be more frequent and active at night. Therefore, the dwarves decided to set the battle in the morning.
After breakfast, the Amazon female warriors took action. They had to set up some traps and other facilities in advance, otherwise the two-legged people would not be able to outrun the eight-legged beasts.
At the appointed time, the originally dead forest suddenly started to move. The dwarves could feel the earth shaking and see the trees shaking continuously.
A moment later, Anagonda sprang out of the woods like a cheetah, "Here comes! A giant spider!"
The dwarves quickly opened a gap for the Amazons to pass. As soon as the lines closed, several ogre-sized spiders sprang out. Under their jointed limbs, there were densely packed smaller ones of the same kind.
"Fight slowly! Don't be in a hurry!" Snorri shouted on the anvil. Although the big spider's natural joints and mouthparts were sharp, it was still difficult to penetrate the armor. The damage caused to the dwarves mainly came from the additional strange power.
Snorri applied the Rune of Denial to the Iron-Smashing Warriors at the front. Legend has it that this rune was created by the mother goddess Varaya and could reduce the impact of disasters on everything.
"Bang!"
It was another collision of flesh and steel. With the support of runes and shields, the dwarves withstood this impact. They began to fight with the spiders. In order to avoid killing too quickly and making the beasts behind not dare to come out, Snow
There are no powerful units such as Butchers and Hammer Guards arranged to participate in the battle.
The one-handed weapon of the front row tribesmen can easily cut down an adult spider the size of a Squig, but if it falls on a large spider, it can only cut off the bristles, and it takes some effort to cut off the jointed limbs.
After a brief contact, a low and heart-stopping "hiss!" sound came from the forest. This sound did not come from the spider's mouth, but from the friction between other parts of the body.
As the trees fell, an Arachnari giant spider came out. Although he had been prepared for it, Snorri still felt sick when he saw this colorful thing. The discomfort caused by bugs was worse than that of constructs.
There are so many bodies.
"Back away slowly! Try not to come into direct contact with it!" Snorri roared while standing on the Anvil of Doom.
Of course, the dwarf troops were not stupid. They retreated slowly to lure the giant spider away from the forest.
"Kill those forest goblins!" Snorri turned around and directed Bloxon. On the back of the giant spider was a huge ugly saddle sedan, which was two stories high by human standards. There were jumping on it.
A dozen or twenty forest goblin archers.
Snorri was not worried about how much damage their poisoned but still inferior bows and arrows would cause to the dwarves, but because these cunning guys might see through the dwarves' tactics.
A single behemoth is a real disaster for adventurers who have a small number of people and do not have heavy weapons. Their resistance is like a weak step, and they can only be killed.
But for the regular army with a large number of firearms, these instinct-driven beasts are not so scary. They will only cause trouble when they are commanded by intelligent creatures and advance and retreat in a controlled manner.
"boom!"
"Pah, pah, pah!"
The organ cannon and the cannon fired at the same time, and the car was blown to pieces in an instant like a living target. It's no wonder that the forest goblins have never seen such a thing in the south.
The Arachnari giant spider shook its eight pillar-like thighs and threw off the fragments of the saddle. This thing made it uncomfortable, and those green gadgets were even more noisy. If it hadn't been for my grandmother's request
It won't allow this to happen!
The liberated giant spider rushed towards the dwarves. It was a little strange why the tall monkey-like people who originally disturbed it turned into the current group of short people with an earthy smell.
But these are not important anymore. What is important is that they are a large amount of fresh meat, and I just need a full meal.
