The dwarves fought and retreated, luring the Arachnari giant spider hundreds of meters away from the forest. They prepared a trap for the giant spider.
Without the restriction of the forest goblin on its back, the giant spider was completely controlled by its bloodthirsty desire. It ran straight in and fell into the large hole that had been dug.
The dwarves around Snorri stood at the edge of the pit and rushed down to attack. Golat also led his men to kill from both sides, blocking the escape path of this wave of other spiders. However, if it was intentional,
There were still some eight-legged guys escaping back into the forest.
Snorri's men tried hard to kill the giant spiders that had not fallen into the trap while protecting themselves first. For the giant spider in the trap, they constantly attacked its jointed limbs that poked out of the pit to prevent it from climbing out.
In the eyes of the dwarves, this is the only thing worthy of being rescued by the guys in the forest. As for other spiders and spiders, it is easy to replace them.
After a while, there was movement again in the forest. Snorri was secretly happy in his heart. The spiders would indeed be fooled! The dwarves then slowly tortured the surrounded guys, but the spiders in the forest did not rush out immediately.
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"Brother Mao! Can't arthropods also produce intelligence?" Snorri muttered, looking at the shadowy reptiles in the forest that just couldn't come out. Logically speaking, they should only have ganglia, but after all,
It is a magical world where dragons can fly in the sky, so it seems reasonable not to be governed by biology.
"Add some spice to the one in the pit!" Snorri decided to stimulate them further.
The iron dragon gunners heard the words and came closer. They were itching to look at the huge target for a long time. In order to avoid being directly scalded to death, the dwarves adjusted their firepower. The giant spider had nowhere to hide in the pit and was rolling around under the fire.
Son.
The strange sound of "Hiss!" made the dwarves feel uncomfortable, but it undoubtedly irritated the spiders in the forest even more. Listening to the wailing of their compatriots, the rustling sounds in the forest became more obvious.
"Harder!" Snorri stood up from his seat and shouted through gritted teeth.
At this moment, the communication rune on his Doomsday Anvil lit up. It was a message from Altman in the sky. He saw another giant spider that came out for support retreating!
Maybe the reproductive mother in the fortress saw through the dwarves' scheme, or maybe her own information was exposed when she was collecting information about the spiders. After all, this is still their home, and there may be spiders everywhere under the tree roots and in the canopy.
, they saw the actions of the scouts in their own compound eyes, and were not discovered by the scouts.
"Unsatisfactory!" Snorri shook his head and motioned to the Anvil guards to carry him over. "Give way, give way!" The guards pushed aside the tribesmen who were watching the giant spider and squeezed to the front of the pit.
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"Come on, everyone, come closer! I will use this giant spider as a sacrifice to honor the ancestor goddess! The compassionate mother goddess is always watching and protecting us!" Snorri knew that there would be a fierce battle behind him, and he would use his own
A ritual system to increase the fighting power and confidence of the clansmen.
There was no preparation at the moment, so Snorri asked the tribesmen to put together the idols they carried with them and other symbols of faith. This was not difficult for this expeditionary force formed according to the oracle.
Facing the thing in front of him, Snorri, who had no speech script, simply performed a mime. He stood on the anvil base and danced with his eyes closed, shaking his head for a long time. Then he suddenly opened his eyes and struck out with a storm hammer.
Send the half-roasted giant spider back to the west.
After snatching the heads openly, Snorri was very satisfied with the experience bar that had increased sharply. Then he chose the poison immunity effect in Valaya's ritual and temporarily applied it to the entire army.
It is very expensive to maintain this ritual on a large scale, and Snorri is not sure whether the biochemical poison will be effective against the Skaven. After all, the ancestor gods have already left when the Skaven appear. But for the spider creatures
It should be inevitable that the toxin is effective.
As the circle of light spread outwards with Snorri as the center, everyone's desire to fight reached its peak inspired by divine grace.
"Iron dragon gunners open the way! No need to save ammunition! Others, prepare torches and other kindlings, we attack! Recapture the mountain fort and fight here!" Snorri raised his warhammer and pointed forward, and the dwarves were under the sun.
Kill in.
By this time, environmental protection was no longer a concern for the dwarves. The strong men using heavy axes with both hands cleared a path forward with the help of flames. The dwarves quickly passed through the forest area outside the fortress.
Ten minutes later, white spider webs appeared in front of them, and the flames from the Iron Dragon hand cannon directly ignited them. Spider silk is composed of flammable proteins, and the spider itself will smear on its body in order to avoid being stuck by the spider web.
A layer of oil is secreted on the feet.
The flame temperature of the Iron Dragon hand cannon is so high that even iron armor cannot withstand it. The gunners must wear meteorite armor to ensure safety. With such fierce flames, coupled with the assistance of torches and kerosene, the Spider Web Mountain was enveloped in a short time.
In the sea of fire.
"Coming!" The dwarves felt the constant shaking of the ground under their feet. With a series of "hissing!" sounds, everyone knew that the decisive battle was coming.
The first ones to rush out were the overwhelming number of adult spiders the size of Squigs. They were faster, smaller and not very resistant to fire. Fortunately, although they were numerous, they did not have enough impact.
The dwarves used the iron-smashing warriors to support the front, and the bearded veterans and ordinary warriors with shields protected the two wings. The other troops used long-range firepower in the arched front row of bridge holes.
Just as the dwarves were muttering and laughing at the spider's death-defying behavior, they heard the war cry of the greenskins. The spiders that rushed out from behind began to have forest goblins with spiritual stars on their backs.
These guys, who were just as cunning as their ordinary counterparts, saw that they could not penetrate the front line, and immediately prepared to attack from the side. The knights of Bretonnia mounted their horses, and they attacked in advance before the spider riders could stabilize their position.
charge.
The quality of the war horses and knights is far from comparable to that of spiders and goblins. Two to three hundred spider riders were defeated by a much smaller number of knights. Not to mention the stabs of the lances in the knights' palms, the trampling of the war horses could turn them green.
It shattered to pieces on the ground.
But everyone did not relax, they knew that the real challenge was yet to come. "Crack! Click!" A large number of burning trees were crushed, and two Arachnari giant spiders rushed out, followed by a large number of large spiders.
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These guys also have wild orcs riding on their backs. This is not the first time Snorri has seen these guys who have no armor, wield crude weapons, and have colorful war patterns painted on their bodies. Compared to the Gray Mountains, this is what they should be like.
