"Today, I, Snorri Thorson, King of the Southland, stand here and read out the provisions of the Book of Great Hatred on behalf of the co-owners of the mountains! In the year 3822 of the Granian calendar, this is the eighth day of the Eight Peaks Mountains.
A time of harassment!"
"After that, there were nearly two hundred years of bloody battles! Countless heroic heroes emerged from the entire southern edge of the world, and four of them are standing beside us!"
"On November 9, 4010, the ancestors mentioned that it could not help but tear their beards, and King Loen ordered the withdrawal of the fortress. The Kingdom of Mountains lost its most dazzling gem mine, the thoroughfare through the World's Edge Mountains
Just cut it off."
"Fortunately, our compatriots headed by the Andegrand clan never gave up. In the past three thousand years, there have been seventeen expeditions and hundreds of expeditions trying to regain the Eight Peaks Mountain. It is on the basis of their struggles that
How can we stand in front of the King's Highway so easily!"
"Friends from foreign nations, after the Great Holy War, no army will be bigger and more powerful than ours! Victory, every word in the promise will be fulfilled truthfully, defeat, being surrounded by wolves means nothing, I don't need to say more.
Word."
"My compatriots, Bafeng Mountain is where the Mother Goddess' Kingdom is located. Under His attention, I repeat the oath I made when I set out for the battle one last time: No victory or death!"
"Victory or death!"
With the trumpets and mountain calls, the main force began to advance along the King's Avenue. Iblit, who had stolen the throne room of the Eight Peaks Mountain, got the news immediately, and he quickly turned his walnut-like cerebellum.
"Bang the drum! Gather the big guys! Polish all the chops for me, and tighten the strings for the shooters!" A few breaths ago, he lifted up the small ax next to him, which was white and red, covered with blood and rust.
, looked up to the sky and let out a long roar.
The worst-case scenario is of course that Dwarf Duozi and Big Mouse fight each other until one is dead and the other is injured and then reap the benefits, but that means that the young man of the Xie Yue tribe is a timid person.
Nearly a hundred artillery roared before a brief debugging, and the shock caused was transmitted deep underground. Later, outside the main reception room, the leaders of the Mouse gathered together to listen to the battle situation.
And when the goblin cousins were preparing for a suicide charge, a huge Ulthuan griffin and dwarf helicopter formation appeared above their heads. Even if they needed to drop bombs, the cyclone with the gryphon's wings rolled up would be enough.
Turn the crude car body back into raw materials.
"Hula la!"
Hearing the report, Iblit was so concerned. No matter how few things like the Snot Man died, it was still distressed. In the subsequent battles, it tasted the sweetness brought by the air force and air supremacy.
Compared with trebuchets, the hand-sewn animal skin flying wings increase the range of the "cannonballs" and give them a certain degree of maneuverability, which slightly improves the hit rate.
Very slowly, Snow stood under his anvil of doom and appeared at the edge of the square. I looked at the goblins flying in the sky with a look of laughter and tears.
The dwarves' strategic goals were so clear, so the greenskins were naturally prepared at all. Under the command of several goblin generals, the greenskins pushed the already prepared snot pump truck equipped with a "spiked roller" to the
The end of the ramp.
Before the cup of stuffed mushrooms was finished, Iblit received new good news. He rushed out and leaned on the railing to look out, but he saw only half of the griffins were on alert, while the other half were slowly pecking away at the fresh trophies.
The heavy armor of the dwarf rearguard made the general give up the idea of a cavalry attack. With the spiked rollers and monsters tearing the line apart, it would be a bad idea to confront the torrent of steel with flesh and blood.
"Did he say it?"
The Moss clan did not have an air force; the subsequent dwarf expeditionary forces did not install helicopters due to cost, fuel, maintenance and other reasons. Facing the attacks of small monsters, they could only use long-range firepower to barely stop them.
"Boom!"
A small group of "doomsday paratroopers" launched by the dive-destroying catapult dominated the sky. Balls of green fleshy flesh burst out under the shield. The huge inertia made it difficult for even the weak warriors to bear it. The flying troops were also
Force the pull up to a low level.
"Fire with all your strength. This is not the reason for pulling so little ammunition! Let's fire seven rounds before charging!"
"Haha, the gadget developed by Bone Guy back then has been available for several years and has been updated, but the energy consumption is too small. I will study it when I get back."
"Crunch!"
"Keep pushing back! Make room for the artillery!"
Belegar was the first to step onto the square behind Four Peaks Mountain. Several pieces of waste fired by goblin slingshots fell behind my feet. The once grand main entrance of the fortress has now become a huge, illegal building. Directly teach the rightful owner of Four Peaks Mountain.
Bite your teeth.
All green-skinned warriors are vague, and "name" is the most important thing they pursue. If the name is loud enough, thugs from the farthest away will also want to join that war-hungry team, but if the name is
The head is wiped out, let alone fighting against steel and rock, the military leaders in hand will all have different ideas.
"Da da da!"
As a kind of sub-dragon whose intelligence is barely lower than that of wild beasts, wyverns cannot communicate with each other, and often no weak orc warriors can defeat one as a mount. It is a technology developed by the night goblins to actually form it into an air force.
"Old, old and young! The flying dragons, the flying dragons are finished!"
"You dare, you dare! But, you have to work together to give the bearded thing a chance to attack the mushrooms! Especially this treasure in the Iket Pavilion, the treasure has made a great contribution!"
Gnossauer is modest in speech but his beard is constantly trembling.
The so-called spiked rollers are not just a small pile of nails installed under the logs. They are simple, elegant and brutal, which makes them a frequent visitor in waaagh. They can be powered by the most powerful subspecies of greenskins with luxurious cranks and belts.
Forming combat effectiveness, not to mention attacking from a low position.
The rat man had been behind for a little month, and Chang Meijiao had been paying attention to the battle situation. It seemed that the tens of thousands of small armies headed by demigods were not as scary as they imagined, and they also wanted to be dubbed "all mice"
Such as "bad goods" as a nickname.
"Tell the squig riders to rest! Where are the mechanics? Drag all this junk under the city wall! I want to see how the dwarfs eat the turtle shells they built!"
"At this time, be careful when picking up dimensional stones on the roadside! There is no point in searching like that now!" Sloat, the Cleaner, couldn't help but interjected. Its flesh and blood distortion technology also relies heavily on dimensional stones.
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They regularly feed wild wyverns food mixed with shaman's special mushroom potion, leaving them in a dazed state and possibly returning to their commands in the process.
"You are really good at predicting things. I am ashamed to be the military god of your clan!" Chuanquluo raised his green wine glass and paid tribute to Geno Shaoer, who was sitting next to him.
"You little bastard moth! Let me let the wyvern out, feed and serve them badly, it's time for them to work hard!"
