On 6976.2.27, after a heated discussion, the War Council decided to contact His Majesty Snorri and ask him to come back first to take charge of the overall situation. Now I have time to review the battle situation.
There are multiple rune masters in the camp, so theoretically there is no need to worry about enemy spellcasters, but the night before yesterday, the rat relied on some unknown method to summon the black mist that was difficult to dispel and used it to sneak attack.
Their main target is undoubtedly the artillery, and they also regard the army's headquarters as their second target, trying to prevent or delay our support of the artillery positions.
Sitting in the central military tent is King Khazador. His Majesty Snorri handed over the command to him before leaving. The beard on his chest and the warhammer inherited from the ancestors in his hand make him well-deserved.
After being attacked, he blew the thundering horn in time, using the power of the treasure to warn the army. After all, the number of rats that sneaked in was limited, so he used the mighty power that killed the dragon to kill them back, and then led the "Iron Guard" straight away.
Support artillery.
After hearing the sound of the trumpet, I decided to command the warriors of the Horn Castle and the men under my command to defend the army's granary. However, perhaps because I was afraid that the tinder would expose myself in the dark, there were only a few people trying to plunder.
Not every young general has the ability to assemble his troops under the interference of rats, stabilize the situation in his own camp, and then direct support in the direction where it is most needed. Therefore, in the battle of the artillery position, the available power of King Cazador is not
not too much.
The enemy who attacked the artillery position came from outside the camp. The leading rat was said to be wearing a strange suit of iron armor and drove a device two or three times larger than a hob to destroy the temporary wall.
That kind of motorized iron ball with rotating blades combined with spinning knives, spikes and chopping blades, pushed forward by a desperate madman is already difficult enough. This new guy is faster and can be compared with a galloping horse.
, and can also intermittently spray green evil lightning.
Vice President Bloxson was seriously injured in the first round of attacks. If it were not for the divine protection of the god Mogrim in the focused lens, he would have been in misfortune. This is also an important reason why we decided to call His Majesty Snorri back.
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The Iron Guard are the expert rat exterminators of Karak-Azul. They became famous for their daring actions during the Battle of the Deep Well, when they defeated a group of rats and tracked them to the clan's lair, then used
The Cinder Detonator destroyed the entire clan.
With their support, King Kazador managed to destroy the power core of the giant wheel despite being injured. Some tribesmen pointed out that the rat driving it should be the technical director of the Skryre clan, the infamous Ict-Claw.
, fortunately, it was restricted by the Anvil of Doom and could not release destructive spells, so it chose to retreat after the giant wheel lay down.
Up to this point, the situation of the battle is far from clear. A large number of black-haired rats from the Moss clan poured in from the gap opened by Ict-Claw. Eltharion arrived with his gryphon knights, fluttering his wings and blowing away
Part of the black fog created conditions for artillery fire before the situation was stabilized.
Before setting off, His Majesty Snorri said that if there is any difficulty to deal with, please contact him immediately. Now no one dares to guarantee whether the rats or greenskins will attack again. King Cazador was injured, and everyone else, including me, is not in charge of the overall situation.
Something is missing, but it's a pity that he hasn't started exploring in two or three days.
On 6976.2.28, after receiving the telegram, His Majesty Snorri asked Pointy Ears to drive the gryphon to bring him back. Then he sent grace on behalf of the Mother Goddess to heal the wounded, which also boosted the slightly low morale of the tribe.
The aberrant monsters participating in the night attack were obviously not common styles but had undergone additional flesh transformations. This was beyond the scope of the Moss clan's capabilities. The compatriots of Norsca were convinced that they had received support from the pits of hell.
Coupled with the gray-haired rats that have not yet appeared but are likely to exist, the so-called four great clans of Skaven have arrived. His Majesty Snorri suspected that their horned evil gods came forward to promote all this. In order to avoid bringing about
The bad influence caused the War Council to decide to block this news from the outside world.
On March 1, 6876, the army mainly attacked the underground, and almost all the Iron-Smashing Warriors rushed into the leyline network. We cleared the path as we moved forward, and the small-sized organ cannon was enough to destroy the surrounding defense facilities.
On 6876.3.7, we recaptured more than a dozen caves or halls within a week, but compared to the huge underground part of Bafeng Mountain, it was just a drop in the ocean. Based on a simple estimate, at this pace, we would not be able to penetrate into the core area within a year or two.
The heroic spirits of King Loen know this best. From the time when the miners first accidentally discovered the Rat Man's underground passage to the fall of Bafeng Mountain, the ancestors resisted for a total of 188 years. But let alone 18 years, can the coalition maintain its strength for 1.8 years?
Those cowardly rats didn't dare to pull out their troops to fight us, and for a while we didn't have a good way to drive them out. As for the siege, the earth network is riddled with holes, and even ten times more people can't stop it!
On March 10, 6876, His Majesty Snorri seemed to have some idea. He assembled a group of masons, designers, engineers and other technical personnel to survey from the air, on the ground and underground.
6876.3.15, Urgently mobilize all explosive stocks from the south.
6876.3.18, we continued to arrest and torture alive, and then gradually determined the location based on the information obtained. Although the power organs of the Moss clan can be moved, important buildings such as the magic stone reactor, breeding pits, and smelly grain mire are fixed.
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The more important buildings, whether for breeding, storage, training or production, seem to be arranged deeper underground. This is reasonable considering that they are constantly fighting with the Evil Moon tribe above.
On March 23, 6876, His Majesty Snorri marked a number of points on the underground map of the Eight Peaks Mountain that belonged to him, and secretly assigned tasks to each team. He asked us to swear in the name of the ancestors and gods that there would be no conflict between us.
Do not communicate with each other.
Combined with the fortress design knowledge I learned when I was young, I might have guessed what he was going to do. This was something no one before me had ever thought of. In an emergency, you should do something extraordinary.
On March 28, 6876, the first batch of explosives had crossed the Poison River. They were transported disguised as grain, grass or beer. In addition to the explosives, His Majesty Snorri often paced at the gate of the camp, as if waiting for something else.
On 6876.4.2, the explosives were put into storage and were just waiting for subsequent delivery. During this period, various troops were still taking actions, some of which may have acted as suspects.
On April 5, 6876, the second batch of explosives also arrived. His Majesty Snorri held a meeting to clear the King's Road and prepare for an attack on the surface. After the meeting, he handed over the huge amount of explosives to Belegar-Hammer and
Used secretly by Prince Gragrim.
On 6876.4.8, Belegar and Gragrim returned to the camp. The solemn atmosphere in the camp in the past few days made every tribesman aware that something big was about to happen.
