6876.2.13, the boys worked very hard, and I also took charge once. The beasts were resisting, but their struggle was ridiculous when even their numerical advantage was almost lost.
His Majesty Snorri stayed at the artillery position from the beginning to the end. This was agreed upon from the beginning. No god can match the efficiency of dealing with hundreds of cannons fired by miscellaneous soldiers. Our enemies also know this.
6876.2.14, Lane Rock was the first to be recovered among the two peaks!
Belegar-Iron Hammer and his personal guards finally destroyed the greenskin defense. This victory was just the beginning! The mustaches responsible for his previous two waves of attacks claimed that they intended to leave this honor to Belegar.
But I have reason to doubt whether they really have this spirit of humility.
We captured some people alive, but the information we gained was limited. As before, only the top brass knew about the rat's plans, and the middle- and lower-level leaders could only get specific tasks.
As for the greenskins, these brainless idiots have no sense of confidentiality, but they have no so-called strategy. Forget about us, the birds flying over the Eight Peaks Mountain can hear the loud voice of the murderous Iblit
Bragging about its "plan" -
After we fight with the rat until we are both injured, it will then reap the benefits, completely own the Eight Peaks Mountain, and then use it as a capital to compete in the Badlands, or even pull up a waaagh to attack the Black Fire Pass. It looks shady, but its thoughts are really beautiful!
On 6876.2.15, several mice provided interesting news, which made them happy.
It seems that the Moss clan has received some strong assistance from the old world. This is abnormal. Shouldn't they be secretly stumbling while busy fighting endlessly for the ownership of the soon-to-be-vacated seat?
His Majesty Snorri seemed to have some guesses. He doubled the number of scouts and mapped out the direction of their exploration.
On 6876.2.16, the troops were concentrated in the direction of Nair Rock. If it were not for the purpose of reducing losses, they would have been able to capture it today. At the same time, they also began to build positions at Lane Rock to prepare for possible counterattacks.
On 6876.2.18, Mouse reinforcements appeared, and His Majesty Snorri decided to dispatch the Rune Colossus to avoid long nights. The green-skinned crude barrier fell apart as soon as the Colossus soldier slashed it. Unfortunately, it was a waste of only demolishing the wall for the first time in the official war.
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After seizing the bridgehead leading to the interior of Bafeng Mountain, the war council discussed how to consolidate the results and launch the next offensive overnight. As the quartermaster, I reported on the current reserve and supply of grain, grass and ammunition, which is one of the most critical conditions for formulating a combat plan.
Cutting off our food routes is the repertoire of these beasts. Being safe now does not mean it will always be safe in the future. Although there are heavy escorts and there are outposts and patrol cavalry along the way, there is no so-called foolproof strategy in this world.
The sons of the mountains can maintain their fighting power with stone bread and ale, but not the human cubs. And with pointed ears, huh, I hope they can really live by drinking dew!
On 6976.2.21, it took three days to build the two peaks to the point where they were "visible", and the scouts also brought back the news. Every word in front of us can be said to be filled with the blood of the tribe. So far,
More people died in the intelligence department than in the frontal battlefield.
The first is to confirm the existence of the black-robed Essien clan. Among rats, they are also the worst, specializing in dirty tricks. The appearance of these mercenary-like things is expected.
I think it was the scouts' hard work that tripped them up and ensured the safety of logistics. May the ancestors and gods protect the heroic spirits of the warriors!
There are not many rats from the old world, but they should all be elites. After all, sending clan rats and their ilk here only serves as food besides wasting food.
Different scout teams all heard some kind of terrifying roar coming from deep underground. It should come from a monster completely different from the rat troll. The experienced old rangers believed that this roar was the superposition of countless sounds. The devil knows what the rat is.
What happened again.
In addition, the Moss clan frequently used their magic stone reserves. They were very vigilant. No one discovered where the magic stones were taken out and where they were sent. They only captured teams of black-haired rats carrying them back and forth underground.
His Majesty Snorri said that it would be difficult for rats without the ability to cast spells to directly use magic stones, so he concluded that gray-haired rats came from the old world for reinforcements.
Theoretically, there are so many rune masters present that they dare not appear directly on the battlefield, but this still represents huge uncertainty, and the articles about them in the Book of Hatred are all bloody lessons.
6976.2.22, the pointed ears of the gryphons are back. God knows why such noble and brave creatures as gryphons are willing to be ridden by those treacherous and evil people. If you ask me, they must be riding griffins during the day and being ridden by griffins at night.
The leader, well, in view of His Majesty Snorri's strong request, Eltharion claimed that the greenskins in the Black Rock Castle-Steel Rock area are still in a "big chaos" and have no intention of reinforcing the Evil Moon Clan.
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6976.2.23, the area of the square in front of Bafeng Mountain was limited and not enough for the cavalry to charge back and forth. Therefore, the war council decided to temporarily divide the cavalry into two groups. Half of the cavalry would turn back to protect the food road between the base camp and Dushui River Bridge, and the other half would go along the mountain range.
Patrolling the western foothills.
The tribesmen had some different opinions on how to attack the Eight Peaks Mountain. Belegar proposed that he first focus on attacking the Evil Moon goblins on the upper level of the fortress, which got the support of some mustaches.
Their point of view is that since Iblit wants to wait for both us and the ratmen to suffer losses, it is likely to passively resist or even actively evacuate when faced with the attack. It is better to fulfill its wish. The army is strong and can completely serve as the upper level fortress.
To rely on, use rat exterminators at the bottom and green skins at the outside.
No matter how fanciful the mustaches are, they can't hide the essence of quick success and quick gain. Belegar can't wait to be crowned directly in the hall of Lion Rock. Who can stop him if he really wants to take back the Valaya Temple!
King Kazador and I looked at each other and was about to speak, but His Majesty Snorri rejected his idea directly. The King of Southland firmly believed that Iblit could not completely withdraw from the fortress group, which would be tantamount to giving up the basis of its rule.
It will drive down two or three wedges no matter what. If you insist on pulling it out, it will be a decisive battle. If you don't pull it out, it will be inexhaustible. You need to be constantly vigilant about being attacked from both sides and unable to wipe out the Ratmen with all your strength.
But the Ratmen are hidden underground after all. Unless they can be prompted to come out for a decisive battle, it will be difficult to exterminate them. The original earth network already extended in all directions, and now it is even more difficult to defeat them.
On 6976.2.24, His Majesty Snorri decided to go looking for a ruins. For some unknown reason, he did not take his senior brothers with him but chose Master Thorik-Ironbrow from Iron Peak Castle to accompany him. In addition, he also brought along
The great adventurer Brann Bronzebeard and a few guards.
6976.2.25, Rat sneak attack!
On 6976.2.26, we fought hard for half the night, but we still relied on Eltharion riding a gryphon to identify the enemy's approach before blocking them out. Even so, nearly twenty war machines were damaged.
