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Chapter 327: Duel with Quick

Taking into account possible poisoning, secret sabotage and other tactics, Snorri specially arranged a team of people to protect water sources and food depots, but it turned out that he was overly worried. Boss Gnoldor was worried that the Essien clan would interfere with it.

They were not incorporated into Quaker's ranks.

As the big candles on the ceiling were replaced, there were bursts of footsteps and "squeaking" sounds outside the fortress. The soldiers quickly formed a formation behind the low wall, and Belegar's oath stone was carried out again.

This oath stone is also a heirloom treasure of the Andergrand clan. It is a stone base engraved with the clan's lineage and glorious deeds with dwarf runes. Standing on this oath stone can strengthen the will of the lord and ensure that all enemies

They can all pay attention to him immediately and lead him to death.

Belegar's eyes under the helmet briefly met Snorri's, and he was asking if he wanted to transfer the command. The King of the Southland shook his head. He only had so many manpower in total, and the battle goal was very clear. Just hold on and it would be over.

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"You have more experience in this area than I do. Let me and my people be a special force, lest the rats use any tricks."

The Demon-Slaying Brotherhood is overqualified for collecting cannon fodder, and it won't be too late to wait until the elite Skaven appear. If possible, Snorri also wants to lead them to try to kill Quaker again.

"Oracle of the god Turni, may I ask whether this treasure will be controlled by me or handed over to you?"

In front of him, Belegar stepped onto the Oath Stone with the help of the guards, and behind him came another ancestral spirit. Of course, Snorri also knew that the last of these four grandfathers, Troni Ironbrow, was once Karak-

Runemaster of Azul.

He is a distant relative and close friend of King Loen. When he learned that the Eight Peaks Mountain was about to fall, he led his anvil guards and apprentices to leave Iron Peak Castle and venture north through the earth network to help his relatives in distress.

At the last moment, he and the rune masters of Bafeng Mountain sealed the ancestral tomb and important treasure house. Unfortunately, after the completion of the task, they were blocked by the enemy and could never return to their hometown. Now Troni was awakened and took charge of what he had brought with him.

The anvil comes out to help Belegar.

"Come on, every anvil has its own characteristics, and I still need time to adjust it." Snorri declined. He has been busy studying spiritual veins in the past few years, and his rune skills are somewhat rusty.

"The Clan Rats are coming, guys, cheer up!" Belegar Hammer stood tall and could see far away, and he shouted a warning to his subordinates.

"Get ready to fight! Mustaches!" King Loen was also shouting.

Snorri gave up his position on the front line. He planned to see Belegar's ability first and wait for the opportunity. The dwarves saw the approaching rat tide, and their dense red eyes were particularly oppressive in the darkness.

"Dear ancestor co-selection, can you lead everyone in prayer? These children have not faced a real war." Lady Ania's soft voice brought Snorri back from his thoughts.

The mistress of Cladromen also put on her own armor, with a normal breastplate on the upper body and a skirt armor on the lower body. She and a team of brass guards and maids brought by her family were at the back to protect the women and children.

Snorri looked back and saw several dwarfs crying softly. Their mothers, grandmothers, and the older or braver children around them were comforting them.

As Snorri approached, the immediate family members of the weeping children looked embarrassed. To behave so disgracefully in front of the ancestors' co-selection would at least embarrass one's own people, and at worst, it would make the ancestors of the clan in the palace of Gazul.

Can't lift my head up.

"Adults, tell me, you are here, the ancestors are here, everything will be fine, is it true?" A little girl asked sobbing, as if she was pinched secretly, and she got stuck in the middle of her words.

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"Well, I think so!" Snorri pondered for a moment. He knew that compared to those famous quotes and truths about bravery and strength, direct affirmation at this time is the most comforting to people's hearts.

"My name is Jenrick, and I will be an adult soon! Can I join your team and follow you? When I was in Copper Mountain Castle, I was the bravest among my peers! I wanted to participate in today's battle, but grandma refused.

agree!"

A boy who had just grown a beard stood up. He broke free from his grandmother's obstruction, raised his head and looked at Snorri expectantly.

"Hahaha, good boy! Let's do this. If you are not scared enough to close your eyes tonight, I will give you a pass."

While they were talking, the forwards of the ratmen had already engaged the dwarves. Under the threat of the sharp halberds behind them, the clanrats waved their simple tools and launched a desperate charge towards the shield wall.

The Moss clan will not pity the lives of these small clans, but if they show their ability and make military exploits, they may be rewarded. You know, Snorri's airborne attack during the day can free up many good positions.

"Clang, clang, clang!" Belegar struck the shield in his left hand with the warhammer in his right hand, and the runes on the two legendary weapons were activated.

"Drink! Ha! Ha! Today is a good day, today we will slaughter the rat people! Today we will settle the hatred of the Moss clan! The co-choice of the ancestors and gods are by our side, and they are also watching here!" Bafengshan was looking at it!

The Lord mobilizes for war impassionedly.

"boom!"

"Click!"

"puff!"

"Pop!"

The clash of weapons, the roar of muskets and cannons, the muffled sound of blunt objects smashing into flesh, the loud war roars of the dwarves, and the sharp screams of Skaven filled the entire hall for a while.

Snorri looked at the little guys beside him. Some of them buried their heads in their mother's arms, while others were paying attention to the battle, and some turned their backs. On the other hand, Jenrick kept staring straight ahead, with a look on his face.

Looking eager to try.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Suddenly, Snorri heard a familiar sound, which was the sound of a warp stone being raised and fired. He had only experienced the power of this thing during the day. There was no doubt that the target of the projectile this time was the most conspicuous Belega-Iron Hammer.

"He shouldn't have stood..."

Snorri subconsciously reached for the warhammer, but then he took it back. After all, Belegar had been fighting in the Eight Peaks Mountain for many years. He had been standing on the Oath Stone and could jump up and down. He didn't have to worry about it at all today.

"No! no! Don't, don't waste it on him, waste ammunition!"

Quick stopped the Lame Peak Skaven's shooting. The shooters were horrified to find that the living target standing on the stone was covered by the strange shield on their left hand, which made a round of shooting invisible.

"It is indeed the Shield of Resistance, the pinnacle of rune technology in the Golden Age." Snorri praised. According to the records in the guild, it is almost impossible to break through its defense without the strength of a demigod.


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