After Snorri made a gesture, he squatted on the ground and touched the ground with his hands. The slight trembling of the stone bridge floor reached his heart. The starry sky bridge in Itaza was strong enough to carry the ancient saint's car. This trembling meant that something giant was on board.
Go up to the bridge deck.
"Alert! Prepare artillery!"
The power of the storm spread his roar into the ears of every warrior who was beginning to feel exhausted due to the double pressure on his body and mind. After the fog of war, the big demons finally accumulated enough power to reverse the situation.
"We've bred the perfect plague for the occasion!"
A large group of Poison Riders and Plague Carriers rushed out, forming a neat military appearance - the green waves blocking the bridge deck surged forward. Behind them, a plurality of Great Unclean Ones stepped out, as loving fathers
They are good children and they are the only ones among the big demons who like to get together and rub around.
"Come on! Come on, children, and bring the salvation of a loving father to those poor people!"
The first one rang the plague knell in his hand, and green halos visible to the naked eye surged out one after another. It used the dark energy stored in its body to bless the troops and make them faster.
"Fire! Attack those big demons as much as possible!"
"Hiss~ launch!"
They spend most of their time wandering underground caves and have evolved skin that secretes slippery mucus, as well as feathery whiskers and forked tongues that serve as substitutes for vision.
"Brother! Load their narrow-bladed muskets."
"Well."
Snorri concentrated on feeling the circulation of the surrounding spiritual veins. They were still supplying energy to Croca's remains smoothly, without any overload or violent fluctuations. Grok blew the horn, and the Lord of the Heavens responded slowly.
A large number of pterosaurs soared into the sky from under the pyramid.
The venom spewed from their venom sacs may be fatal to other creatures, but it is like a tonic to Nurgle's demon army born from corruption. Mukamp is a beast with extraordinary talents and knowledge.
The language of the skink can be limited to race, but it did not have the opportunity to participate in the small war.
On the side of the low elves, Namati kicked his sword out of its sheath and used a set of smooth swordsmanship to fight with the demonic army. With the help of the rain of arrows, he withstood the two Xiaoshi Jingzhe Weitai who were charging towards this side.
Rayon bought time by adjusting the array.
"Why, do you want to prove that you are weaker than Kugas?"
Agwaimu's loud war cry overpowered the muttering prayers of the Pure One. I waved this ancestral battle ax tempered with dragon's blood and tempered with an iron oath of vengeance. I stepped on two toads, jumped up and chopped them with all my strength.
A little devil fell down.
With a heart-stopping crunching sound, Nurgle golems are rolling over like steamrollers. The artillery fire and weapons slashing will also cause us to burst into poisonous mist and pus. The dwarves' defense line is avoidable.
being squeezed forward.
"I am quite a person, and so, if Tiegwais can be personally assigned to my brother, he must be his right-hand man."
"Slow down guys! Correct the gun angle!"
"Puff!"
Grok used a small hammer to scratch under the serrations on the edge of the giant shield, announcing his arrival with a harsh noise. The eldest son of the ancient saint was probably sitting back and watching the battle of reinforcements coming from afar.
Among the demonic forces of Nurgle that penetrated the dwarven defenses.
"It's just a family! Is the ceremony about to begin?"
"Get out of the way, you bastards! It's bad! You are Agwaimu-Iron Fist of the Dragon Beard Clan! You devil, you will die after you get down!"
At present, the troops outside Naka encountered that kind of problem. Although the green troops were allowed to take a few steps ahead, the huge speed difference caused them to catch up in the middle of the Starry Sky Bridge, and they retreated and were stuck by the Nurgle army in the ground.
Taken under long-range fire.
Snorri and the great trainer Mkamp quickly ordered, and the roar of artillery fire was accompanied by the breath of ancient salamanders and cave dragons. The so-called cave dragons have nothing to do with the flying dragons of the high elves. They are a kind of creature that looks somewhat like a thorn.
The majestic dragon.
"Thanks to the great lizard for making Nurgle miserable!"
"Crunch! Bang!"
On both sides of them, the helicopters of Ultraman-Ganbrow and the giant eagles of the low elves took off to cover them. The Order side had no reason to suspect that the legions of Khorne would just sit back and watch.
The little ones who were gradually approaching were obviously leaning straight to their right and not the dwarf defense area. Snorri muttered and left Grok's command platform and moved closer to his own position.
The fat and bloated little ones were moving under the ground line, and the butchers shuttled between their legs as thick as giant trees. The goal of those guys was also very clear - to break through the line as quickly as possible with as little entanglement as possible with the soldiers - the top of the pyramid.
The Slann is their main target.
"It's vague, but you dare to put the air force on alert to block the airspace if you must. Give me the order!"
Under the dwarf artillery emplacement, Marakai was busy. Even though they were very capable of resisting the small ones, the Pure Ones also knew how to let the cannon fodder share the long-range firepower with them. Later, the flat-firing artillery needed to adjust its angle to make it ineffective.
The giant swords used by the Sword Masters of Hoth are almost as low as themselves, and the clubs wielded by the lizardmen also match their height of two meters down. The dwarves are limited by their low body even when using two-handed weapons to kill small units.
The effect is also very gratifying.
The armored butchers of the Dragonbeard clan have not yet entangled themselves with the demon army of Nurgle. They can pass under our heads with only eight ounces of strides. Prince Stringer stands under his own anvil of doom.
Command the Iron-Smashing Warriors to form a shield formation to attack.
"The runes under Dagor's ax are trembling! Butchers, you know they want to chop their axes under the Chaos scum. So go ahead! Bring back glory and death!"
The little one who was shaking the bell and casting the spell took the initiative to face the gunfire. Its originally stable body completely disintegrated and scattered into a poisonous barrier all over the sky. It didn't quite mean "turning into spring mud to protect the flowers".
The weak lizard warriors squeezed past Snorri, but the dwarf king's attention was focused on the elf on the far right. I am familiar with the grudges between Nakawai and the Tai brothers.
Will the pink monsters and Nurgle's army attack one side?
The little white lizard twisted its neck and glanced at the Slann at the top of the pyramid. It saw the figure of the demon army of Slaanesh in front of dozens of little ones. Those who lacked protection would undoubtedly use the cover of the Nurgle army.
Wait for the opportunity before approaching the order front.
The little demons of the Seven Gods have no distinctive characteristics: the fast Fatan; the slow Assassin who is good at both physical and magic; the Warrior who can fly, resist and slash, and the Mage who can fly. This leads to their rather poor compatibility.
Produces the effect of 1＋1＋1+1＜4.
The Butcher King slapped away the adventurer leader who had come off the shift and roared with an ax in his hand. Estlana led the arrow rain past the cannon fodder and shot directly at the little demon. This gave the armored butchers no chance to use the Nurgle Toad to rest first.
hands and feet.
"Cang Lang Lang!"
"Well, return, return to the arms of a loving father!"