In late summer, a forward force consisting of a thousand veterans and two thousand new recruits came to station at the foot of the Gray Fang Mountains on the border of Kislev. This is a small mountain sandwiched between the World's Edge Mountains and Kislev.
The mountain range is the middle mountain range between the World's Edge Mountains and the Kislev Plain. From the foot of the mountain, you can glimpse a corner of the top of the snow-capped mountains. However, the entire mountain range lies like a giant between Kislev and the world's high mountains.
People can't cross it. They can only glimpse the majesty and majesty of the world's mountains from a distance.
In fact, the World's Edge Mountains is just a collective name, which includes many mountain systems, and many famous dwarf fortresses are distributed among them. Among them, the closest dwarf fortress to Ironhide's invasion is Red Eye Mountain. This once glorious dwarf fortress is located in
It was conquered by the greenskins four thousand years ago and has not yet been recovered. If the greenskin army passes through here, what awaits Kislev will be a flood of orcs.
But who knows? Leonis’s mission is to lead these three thousand soldiers to defend the border to resist the first wave of green skin migration. Is the Queen too dismissive? Or is the dwarf’s description too exaggerated? Leonis’s description is too exaggerated.
Nice didn't know. He only knew that as a soldier, he could only obey the arrangements of his superiors. The arrangement of his superiors was to take these 1,500 soldiers to the border to defend against the green skin invasion.
Leonis thought of the conversation he had with the dwarves before traveling——
[They number in the tens of thousands and cannot be described with numbers]
[They are the most brutal orc army in history]
[Don’t think about confronting them head-on, they will chop off your head, hang it on your waist, hang it on your chest, or even use your head as a wine flask]
[They will peel off your skin! Skin you alive!...]
Leonis' scalp went numb when he thought of this. It's not that he had no experience fighting greenskins. Those were small-scale battles, with no more than a thousand people fighting each time. But now, there are obviously no more than a thousand or two thousand people.
It's a big deal. If tens of thousands of greenskins really pass through here, can these three thousand legions be able to stop them?
In fact, three thousand men is quite a lot. The standing army of Kislev City is only about two thousand men, who are recruited from all over the country during the war. But the queen immediately allocated three thousand soldiers to herself to defend the border.
It didn't seem too small. However, Leonis was still worried. This worry came from deep in his heart and was a deep fear.
Looking at the towering mountains and canyons in front of him, an uneasy feeling came to his mind. He had to rely on alcohol to temporarily numb his nerves. Lyonnis knew that he could not drink during the war. This was a rule. However, he didn't come
Even with a little drink, he couldn't calm down his nervous and melancholy heart, and couldn't sleep at night. He seemed to hear the howls of wild beasts from the valley. Day and night, there was always something hidden in the mist.
It made him sleepless and uneasy. It seemed that what he was facing was not an army, but the end.
The fear was confirmed three days later. At first, the howls of wild wolves sounded in the misty valley, and then within the sight of the watchtower, several goblin wolf cavalry appeared in sight.
They were small in size, and the wolves they rode were even more scrawny. They looked like starved dogs. These wolf riders were used by the greenskin army to explore the way. Soon, they were captured by the reconnaissance cavalry of the Kislev Field Army. Soldiers
They killed these goblin riders, then impaled them with spears and erected them outside the camp as a warning. The wargs were skinned and piled as trophies in the military camp.
However, the smell of blood attracted more greenskins.
When the main force of green skins appeared, Leonis knew that the dwarves were not lying. They were facing an army of hell. Moreover, there was no possibility of peace. What they wanted was only war, just killing. The stronger you are,
The more you resist, the more they will beat you. If you don't resist, they will kill you... This is an extremely cruel army. Human beings appear so weak in front of it.
"Quick, hurry up and inform the queen that the green-skinned army is coming!"
As soon as the overwhelming green skins appeared, Leonis asked his cavalry to leave the camp from the back door as quickly as possible, rush to the city of Kislev, and report the situation here to the Snow Queen.
Then, the brave Leonis pulled out the sword from his waist and prepared to fight the orcs to the death. The bloody sunset cast a ray of red light, and the orcs began to make deafening war cries.
Leonis stood on the high tower and looked at the densely packed army of orcs outside the camp. Their green skin was like a green ocean.
Leonis stared at it, and suddenly, he saw the war machines behind the green tide. They were - catapults... Obviously, the greenskins are not beasts, and they also know how to make some simple siege weapons. Before crossing the snow-capped mountains,
, they thought of how to attack human towns.
Leonis was hysterical in his heart. How he wished that a human army would appear behind him at this time and become his strongest backing. Whether it was Kislev or the Empire, in short, he needed backing to face this huge orc.
Legion. However, at this moment, he did not. The human general's heart was beating violently. He saw the orcs began to order the short goblins to load stone bullets, and then... rocks fell from the sky like a heavy rain, and those originally used for defense
The rows of wooden piles that the orcs invaded were smashed to pieces. The walls of the camp were also swayed under the torrential bombardment.
Before the catapults had finished throwing the rain of stones, the orcs in the front row couldn't control their inner desire to kill and rushed forward with crazy roars.
[I finally understand the despair of the dwarves]
Leonis wailed in his heart. But as the general of Kislev, he could not retreat. The battle horn soon sounded, but he knew that this was just a fight between trapped beasts. His throat was already held by the enemy.
in hand.
The big black-green-skinned orc in the orc army was staring at him with a pair of blood-red eyes. It was an expression of absolute dominance and conquest.
"Roar……"
The orcs let out terrifying roars. Under the leadership of their leader, they instantly poured into the camp like a green mudslide.
Leonis was trembling in his heart. He forced his body and rushed down the tower, only to see the defense line being broken into pieces. The defense line formed by the shields of the Kislev veterans was instantly broken down. The violent orcs
Riding on the corpse, they chopped off the heads of the human soldiers. Some of the more brutal orcs directly bit into the broken limbs of the human soldiers on the spot. They chopped off the arms on the corpse, opened their bloody mouths, and bit them.