Seeing the steel city wall in front of him clearly, the orc captain roared in disbelief!
During this period of fighting, the number of cavalry under his command was no longer the same as before, but why were there more and more of these troublesome iron cans in the dwarf army?
He couldn't help but feel a little desperate. But the situation was stronger than that of the beast, and with the momentum of the charge, even if he could control his mount, he would be pushed forward by the men behind him!
"Waaagh!" The orc captain let out a desperate war cry. He raised the machete in his hand and struck at the iron-smashing warrior in front of him.
"Bang!"
The knife struck the shield,
"Hmph!" The Iron Breaker Warrior, with the support of his teammates behind him and the protection of his armor, just grunted in the face of the huge impact and took half a step back.
"Pfft!" A broken iron man next to him chopped off the pig's head with an axe, and blood spurted out from the carcass.
Seeing that the life-and-death mount was missing its head, the orc captain's eyes almost burst out with anger! He waved the machete in his hand crazily, and his men then attacked the Iron Breaker Warriors' front line.
Under the continuous impact, the thin front line composed of more than a hundred dwarves seemed to be crumbling.
"Disperse!" Gnom issued a new order. The Iron Breaking Warriors quickly made way for several passages.
While the orcs were wondering whether it was their own bravery that made the dwarves in front of them feel intimidated and retreat, Gnom and his hammer guards strode out of the gap. They rounded the heavy hammers in their hands to drive these orcs out of their minds.
Freed from all worries!
Just when Gnom and several Hammer Guards knocked down the most stubborn orc captain to the ground, Boss Fiery Ax and his orc infantry arrived.
Seeing that the War Pig Cavalry he had worked so hard to form was completely wiped out, Boss Lieaxe was almost heartbroken. This was his capital to dominate the bad land!
However, the charge of the War Pig Cavalry was not without effect. Although it did not cause much damage to the dwarves in the front row, they successfully destroyed the dwarves' originally impregnable defense line.
Now, faced with the roaring orc troops rushing over, Gnommu had no time to reorganize his defense line! He could only face the orcs head-on with his hammer guards.
"waaagh!"
"In the name of Grimnir!"
The coaches of both sides roared, and the green waves hit the steel city wall!
"Shoot! Shoot their rear team!" In order to avoid accidentally injuring the friendly troops in the front row, Snorri ordered to stop shooting when the cavalry approached. Now, it's time to open fire again.
The gunners and crossbowmen raised their weapons and threw the ammunition at a certain angle at the orcs in the rear group who were not in direct contact with the dwarves, causing a wailing sound in an instant.
At the same time, the two ballistas that had not been moved due to their slow rate of fire and difficulty in aiming at the cavalry also opened fire.
The spear-like objects, which are almost as tall as the dwarves, are endowed with huge kinetic energy by the strong bow strings. The power of their single shot can still have a surplus after penetrating two greenskins, nailing them straight to the ground.
Seeing the rapid loss of their men in the hail of bullets, the two greenskin commanders became anxious.
"Hurry up! Hurry up!" Boss Fierce Ax waved the battle ax in his hand, and his big bodyguards tried to break through the dwarves' defense line.
In many tribes, the largest orcs will gather into a team of thugs, which are called big boys. These warriors are bigger, stronger and more aggressive than the average orc brat.
Those who achieve leadership status among the big guys often become future bosses or even generals. They are muscular, nearly two meters tall, and hold huge chopping tools in their hands, which are full of lethality.
"You trash! You are worse than a fart!"
The goblin shaman on the mountain saw that all his war pig riders were wiped out, and the infantry's attack was not going smoothly. He jumped up and down anxiously, venting his anger on the archers beside him.
Compared with the long-range troops of the dwarves, their results were minimal. Only a few unlucky dwarves were shot in the face that lacked armor protection and exited the battle.
"Ah ah! Brother Mao told me that if we continue like this, we will be in big trouble!"
Feeling the energy reaction in "Big and Green", the goblin shaman felt a headache!
The difference between orcs and goblin shamans and ordinary mages is that their magic comes from the spiritual energy generated by the surrounding greenskins.
Each shaman can obtain magic power from the common soul kingdom of the big green skins, but the magic power obtained will be different under different circumstances.
If the orcs are fighting, the shaman's power will be increased by receiving orc resonance from his companions. This is usually a good thing, but it can be a bad thing if the resonance comes from panicked and confused orc deserters. p>
"Waaagh!" the goblin shaman screamed.
"Boys, follow me down and kill all those dwarves holding Tutu!" As he said that, he stepped on a spider, followed by two hundred goblin wolf cavalry roaring down the mountain.
As the mount ran, an evil energy was also condensing on the goblin shaman. When he passed the entangled battle line of dwarves and orcs at the foot of the mountain,
"Get itchy! Dwarfs!"
He scratched his armpits wildly, grinning like a madman, and spread his painful dermatitis through magical energy to the dwarf warriors who rushed up to try to block them. The goblin shaman released a little waaaagh spell called Itch Invasion.
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There are two types of green-skinned magic. The ones used by orcs are called great waaagh spells. These spells are powerful and can be used to cause destruction.
The goblins use what are called small waaagh spells. These spells are less powerful and can only be used to harass enemies.
Even though they have excellent magic resistance, these brave dwarf warriors within the range of the spell still feel unbearable itching, and the pain from the inside out makes them want to take off their armor and find a place to scratch themselves. Although they resisted the temptation with their own perseverance, the soldiers' charge still slowed down.
Taking advantage of this gap, a large group of goblin cavalry slipped over from the left side of the dwarves' frontal defense line. Only the last thirty or forty goblins were blocked by the recovered dwarves.
The dwarves did not try to pursue. They knew that they could not catch up with the swift and windy cavalry at their own speed. Instead, they would collapse the original defense line and become out of control.
The goblin shaman rushed out with the wolf cavalry and kept some distance away. He wanted to restore his magical wind, and the wolves also needed to take a breath. If they wanted to attack the dwarves' long-range troops, they had to break through and protect them.
Miner troops on the flanks.
The gold-hunting uncle also has a lot of combat experience. "Don't panic, you guys with mustaches on the left! The wolf cavalry can't hurt you! Hold the mining pick tightly and don't relax! The one on the right, take half of it!"
While he organized the dwarves on the left to stabilize the formation, he also mobilized some dwarves on the right to strengthen the defense on the left.
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