In Prell's own map system, densely packed red dots appeared all over the map, but soon he no longer needed the map system, because he could already see it with the naked eye, and the crowds from the opposite side were rushing towards him.
A large army.
Prell quickly climbed up to the watchtower and took a look with a telescope. He finally knew why the vanguard of the Burning Legion came so quickly and with so many troops.
Behind the sea of countless ugly ghouls, two or three acolytes in black cloaks gathered together, and soon summoned a huge abomination from unknown props, while more acolytes picked it up
He made jar after jar and poured out the contents.
Immediately more ghouls emerged from the dust-like things and joined the already large army.
"It's ashes!" Prell's eyes widened, and he quickly guessed the source of these ghouls. These were soldiers, ordinary people, and even nobles who were killed in the Kingdom of Lordaeron.
The vanguard of the Burning Legion had no tactics at all. From the very beginning, they seemed to have planned to completely overwhelm wherever they went through their huge advantages in strength and numbers.
"Be careful not to be bitten by the ghoul, and be careful to avoid the hateful corpse poison!" Prell once again told the messengers around him. Because of the news feedback he received from the Theramore human army, he was bitten by the ghoul.
Infection has only one outcome: becoming a brand new ghoul!
Once the abominable corpse poison is infected, there is probably only one consequence: becoming a fresh part of their bodies!
Prior had ordered his men to dig three trenches. At the edge of the musket range of the first trench, he also ordered his men to dig out a wide trench, bury wooden spikes and nails, and seal the edge of the trench.
Deliberately made into sharp angles to impede the enemy's climb.
The musketeers and grenadiers were arranged in the middle, the hammershielders and wild boar warriors were responsible for protection, the harpy gunners were on both wings to attack at any time, the mage troops were also gathered together, and the medical team was on standby at any time.
"Leave it to you, Rexxar!" Prell said, and then jumped towards the direction of the trench. In this battle, they had no experience in dealing with these undead natural disasters, so Prell convinced Rexxar,
He will sit in the main camp and take command.
This was a huge and silent enemy. The ghouls rushed up in a black mass. Prell had already arrived at the first trench. He stood on a wooden bench and observed nervously with a telescope.
"Bang!" A nervous kobold musketeer recruit pulled the trigger, and other highly nervous musketeers also fired. However, the ghouls had not yet rushed close to the ditch. This distance was beyond the range of the musketeers.
The range of the weapon is naturally impossible to have any power.
A kobold veteran cursed and kicked the musketeer who fired first, and then the lower-level officers nervously ordered the soldiers to reload their ammunition and aim again.
Prell did not blame the nervous musketeer. Facing such a scene, his palms were wet because the scene was so visually impactful and shocking!
There are at least thousands of ghouls charging towards us without any formation. The key is that during the charging process, they did not make any sound, except for the friction sound of running on the ground and the rising smoke. This scene makes people feel weird and scary.
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A tauren instructor raised his long ax: "Ready! Aim!" Then he saw that the ghoul at the front had reached the edge of the ditch, so he shouted: "Fire!"
A burst of white gunpowder smoke rose in front of the trench, and Prell also took off his musket from his back and fired. He didn't know whether he hit the target, but he knew he must have hit it, because the ghoul on the opposite side was too strong.
It’s dense!
The kobold musketeers naturally implemented a "three-stage attack", so ghouls were constantly penetrated by projectiles, bleeding green blood. Then these ghouls howled, and the howl was breathtaking.
It was extremely uncomfortable, but Prell and almost all the kobolds in the front row breathed a sigh of relief.
At least they were not facing a mute army, and the muskets were obviously capable of causing harm to the ghouls. The ditch obviously caused some trouble for the ghoul army, but soon they trampled on their companions piled at the bottom of the ditch.
The body continues to crawl forward quickly.
Only then did Prell see through the telescope that some of the ghouls were not crawling on all fours, but running on two legs like normal humans. He guessed that these were probably the race of transformed ghouls.
It's different, or the ghoul itself has advanced.
He was no longer too lazy to look with his "eye of observation" and just continued to aim and shoot. The ditch was quickly filled, and Prell raised a grenade and shouted to the grenadiers around him: "Get ready!
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A row of grenades was thrown, and behind them, the musketeers in the second trench also opened fire.
From the very beginning, the three trenches that Player set up were arranged with height differences using the terrain behind him. Moreover, they were not a straight line, but three semicircles with obvious arcs.
Therefore, within the effective range of the musket, the maximum killing range was about 40 meters, the sea of ghouls was blocked. The dense three-stage fire of the musket ensured continuous shooting, while a small number of intruding ghouls were thrown
The grenades thrown by the grenadiers exploded.
"They are eating corpses!" a tauren instructor exclaimed, and Prell also saw that many injured ghouls who did not die immediately began to eat the corpses of their companions, and then their injuries seemed to begin to heal, and then
Charge forward tenaciously again.
"Continue to attack!" Prell shouted, and then threw another grenade. Currently, the sea of ghouls has been temporarily intercepted about 40 meters away, but there are still a steady stream of ghouls moving forward without fear of death.
During the charge, he didn't even have time to pay attention to the situation in other positions.
After firing continuously for about half an hour, Prell's own musket barrel turned red, so he had to lead the grenadiers to fill the gap in musket shooting.
In front of the position, at least nearly a thousand corpses of ghouls fell densely. This huge casualty finally curbed the offensive of the sea of ghouls.
Noticing that the attack on the opposite side was gradually slowing down, Prell picked up the telescope. He noticed that several acolytes in black cloaks gathered together, and then quickly commanded dozens of huge abominations to rush towards the position.
"Old Chen!" Prell raised the Burning Blade and shouted to the second trench. The Pandaren waved to him, and a Dark Iron Dwarf beside him raised a flag to indicate that he had received the order.
When the dozens of abominations were holding up long iron chains, exuding green poisonous mist, and were staggeringly preparing to jump over the ditch that had been filled with ghoul corpses, Black Iron, who had been waiting for a long time, was eager to try.
The dwarf and kobold artillerymen aimed their crouching cannons at the ditch.
From the telescope, Prell saw that an iron projectile fired accurately hit an abomination. Its huge figure was knocked staggering, and the projectile was embedded in the body stitched together on its chest. Then the abomination unexpectedly
Moving on, it doesn't seem to have any impact at all.
"Damn! It would be great if I had explosive bullets!" Prell yelled angrily. He had been hiding the Crouching Tiger Cannon just to deal with the Abomination, but judging from the situation, it is obvious that this kind of non-explosive projectile is very effective against the Abomination.
Damage is limited.
Lao Chen seemed to have noticed the situation, and waved a flag to ask Preyer for his opinion. Preyer gritted his teeth and yelled: "Adolf Deep Sand!"
Adolf Shensha immediately pressed the detonator next to him, which Prell bought from Gazlowe at a large price.
"Boom!" The ground seemed to be shaken. A huge explosion rose into the sky, lifting countless corpses of ghouls into the air from the bottom of the ditch. Together with the dozens of abominations who were crossing the ditch,
They were all blown up together.
"Damn it!" Prell exclaimed. Gunpowder was naturally buried at the bottom of the trench, but Prell's original intention was to blow up those sneaky human acolytes. Unfortunately, the Crouching Tiger Cannon didn't work.
With such hatred, he could only detonate the explosives in advance.
This huge explosion finally shocked the acolytes who were in charge of the attack. When the explosion ended, all the dozens of abominations and hundreds of ghouls were killed, and the terrain of the entire trench changed. It changed again.
It became a huge crack.
Prell emerged from the trench in disgrace. The explosion was too close. He and many kobold soldiers were knocked to the ground by the aftermath of the explosion. Many ghouls even fell on the ground.
In front of the trench.
Under the instructions of the acolytes on the opposite side, the sea of ghouls towards Prell's position paused. Apparently they also realized that attacking a defensive army with strong long-range firepower would be a huge disadvantage for themselves!
Prell felt that his ears were ringing, so he shouted to a flying Harpy messenger: "How is the battle situation in other places?"
The harpy messenger was also shocked and dizzy. Prell yelled three times in a row. She finally heard clearly and said: "Screaming. Thornmane is asking for support!"
Old Chen also came over from the second trench. Originally, Prell assigned him the task of leading the Tiger Crouching gunners to specifically bombard the Abomination, but now it seems that this is no longer necessary.
Prell shook his head vigorously, slapped his ears, and said: "The Crouching Tiger Cannon joins the battle. You will direct the frontline battle. I will go to the quilboar to take a look!"
So Prell returned to the headquarters located on the top of a hillside among the ruins of Shadowsong Temple, and Rexxar came up to him: "The quilboar people fought hard there, Screaming. Thornmane asked us for help!"
Prell nodded: "I'll go take a look!" Then he suddenly froze and turned his head to look behind. That was where the only relatively well-preserved stone pillar pavilion in the ruins of Shadowsong Temple was, and then he frowned.