During the reconnaissance of the scouts, the enemies of the expeditionary army, the waves composed of large groups of goblins and greenskins, were gradually approaching. Under the warm winter sun, a green sea full of black spots and full of malice had submerged the entire army.
In the hills near Castle, the stench is overwhelming, and ugly and terrifying totems and battle flags are fluttering up and down in the biting cold wind.
After receiving the news that an army of dwarves and humans was marching here, the Goblin warlord Git-Sourweed immediately began planning how to give their bearded enemy a harsh lesson so that Brother Mao would feel its kindness.
Special-sour stomach is very powerful, and the vicinity of Gunkubao is a natural ambush. The Goblin Warlord arranged his army in a half-moon shape, and during the dwarf ranger's reconnaissance, he was relatively successful in making the opponent think that there would be no one here.
Too many greenskin troops stationed.
These dwarfs probably thought they would hold on to Gunkubao, right? Goblin warlord Git-Sourweed thought with a sly smile as he danced around, imagining his victory and trampling the dwarves' heads under their feet.
This reminds me of the green-skinned legendary warlord, the Pot-Belly King Gollum. Every Goblin wants to be the Pot-Belly King Gollum. That is a true legend. This Goblin Warlord of the Broken Ax Clan is
There are very few goblins who can fight against the Orcs. Nothing can shake their almost twisted respect for the largest and strongest goblin warlord Gollum.
The Legend of Gollum's valor is still circulated in every Goblin camp. If a shaman uses magic to project Gollum's huge illusion, then even the most noisy and unorganized goblins will become respectful.
When the vision of Gollum vaguely emerges, the goblins will consciously stand at attention and close their eyes.
They even resisted their habit of picking their noses desperately. And these extremely respectful performances were for a reason: to the humble goblins, Gulu was a descended god, a giant,
Being violent and being worshiped by others is the incarnation of things they have never been able to experience in their lives.
And Gulu also deserves this kind of praise. In order to show his power, the greatest Goblin warlord eats troll meat alive and desperately eats everything. Normally, a small Goblin will be constantly eaten by himself.
The proliferating and restored troll's flesh burst, but Gulu withstood it and became even more
Powerful, this goblin warlord successively ravaged the Roof Mountains of the World, the Badlands, the Black Mountains, and Middenheim. He declared himself the Big Eater in the Misty Mountains of the Drakwald Forest, and built a green-skinned warship to expedition to Osu.
An, and then he was pinned down on the beach and killed by the army of goblins.
He will be as great as Gollum, the same! So the Goblin Warlord thought.
"We are surrounded, King Belegar!" At this time, Black-hearted Lepp was a little panicked, but his face remained calm. The mercenary leader knew what he would face if he was surrounded by greenskins in an environment like the Badland.
Dilemma, even the dwarves cannot support being besieged for a long time: "What should I do?"
"Calm down, Mr. Littlebird." Belegar was very calm about this. The King of the Eight Peaks held his Hammer of Angrond and the Shield of Resistance, and looked at the black-hearted Lepp with a look of retard: "We are like this
It would be strange to march forward and not be surrounded."
"Well, what should we do?" Black-hearted Lepp was really unsure. It seems that they have an advantage in terms of military strength. They have about 10,000 troops, and the green skins have almost 10,000 people. But who knows the green skins?
Are there other conspiracies and armies?
"What to do? Of course, face the enemy directly! Dwarves will never be cowardly or retreat!" Belegar immediately signaled the army to obey the order: "Get ready to fight, dwarves, and human brothers, the time to fight has come."
Both humans and dwarves responded loudly to Belegar's call. They formed a formation under Belegar's command. Leonardo's Leopard Regiment from Lucini was placed at the forefront of the formation, with dwarves on both wings.
The army is formed, and the dwarf crossbowmen and dwarf thunder gunners are ready to teach the enemy a severe lesson.
The most elite Angrond Oath Guards and the Brotherhood of Steel are personally commanded by Belegar and stand in the center. At the same time, the sea soul guards from Kislev are also directly led by Belegar. Black-hearted Lepp's freedom
The Pistol Cavalry separated from Admiral Ivan's Archers
Behind the two wings, these light cavalry ensured that the fast-moving wolf cavalry and chariots would not sweep past the end of the dwarf line and launch a rear attack, while the Knights of the Sun led by Juan Carlos Sungazer acted as
Mobile force, ready to support everywhere on the battlefield at any time.
After making preparations, the entire battlefield fell into silence. The human soldiers knew how to deal with the greenskins because of their previous series of victories, and they also gained confidence. However, they were still a little cautious and fearful in the face of such a massive attack by the greenskins. The soldiers
They shouted loudly the names of the gods they believed in and various slogans.
Unlike humans, the dwarves stared at the green-skinned tide in the distance, and some strange feelings were awakened.
The family and country are broken, the ancestors have blood feuds, and they have left to live in a foreign country.
"Far away places, mountains that linger in my dreams~"
"We stand on the top of the mountain~"
"Can the glory of the past be restored~"
"The glory of our ancestors guides our way home."
Gradually, a sad elegy sounded in the army, and the neat military ranks undulated slightly. The song was like a thin wave pulling the dwarves, condensing the deepest strength in their hearts. Belegar nodded slowly, he
He gripped his hammer tightly and stepped onto his oath stone.
The time for battle has come!
A large group of goblins and a small number of Orcs immediately discovered their enemies. The appearance of the bearded enemies and human shrimps made the goblins scratch their ears and cheeks, press their noses hard, and scratch their bodies, and they all used their weapons.
The weapons struck the shields, and their rude roars broke through the air. The noise covered the deep songs of the dwarves. Then, brass horns and chaotic drums marked the beginning of the attack. The orcs rushed forward, countless weapons
and shields waving in the air.
Yes, the war has begun!
The first thing that kicked off the war was the roar of the dwarf cannons. The dwarf cannons of the Angland clan spit out angry flames towards the green-skinned army formation. The cannonballs fell into the green-skinned waves, shattering five pieces with one shot.
Six goblins and one green-skinned kid easily tore apart the green-skinned strong muscles and strong bones, blasting away a patch of dirt and meadow on the desert grassland map.
The human soldiers cheered loudly, while the dwarves dedicated all their praises to Grimnir, the dwarf god of war.
Other dwarf artillery pieces were not idle either. Dozens of dwarf cannons and several dwarf organ cannons opened fire one after another. The whizzing shells fell into the green waves in pieces. Every explosion and
The bombardment meant that many greenskins were blown into pieces and meat paste, but the large group of goblins and greenskin boys obviously would not retreat because of these casualties. They waved their weapons crazily and continued to rush towards the position.
"Fire!" The dwarf thunder gunners and crossbowmen also released their firepower to their heart's content. The triggers of hand crossbows and the bombardment of muskets were densely packed. The three rows of greenskins at the front were harvested continuously, followed by the fourth row.
In the fifth row, groups of greenskins kept falling down, and the greenskins behind them continued to rush up on their corpses. As long as they did not hit the vital point, no matter what the injury was, the greenskins ignored them all.
At the same time, the green-skinned Goblin archers and green-skinned archery boys also began to fight back. Due to the strong armor of the dwarves, they aimed at the human army at the forefront, Leonardo's Leopard Regiment.
But this time, they miscalculated.
"Turtle Shield Formation!" Leonardo was a mercenary warlord wearing a golden crown and a golden breastplate. He immediately shouted angrily and signaled the mercenary group to change their formation. The Leopard Regiment soldiers responded loudly, and they quickly formed an alliance.
It became a turtle shield formation. The well-trained Lucini soldiers blocked the shields in front and above. The rain of green-skinned arrows could not damage these battle-experienced soldiers at all, except for the raindrops coming from the shields.
Beyond the noise, the soldiers of the Leopard Regiment were coldly preparing to face the powerful enemy.
The dwarf engineers of the Angland clan also quickly noticed the positions composed of Goblin archers and green-skinned archery boys. With the dispatch of dwarf artillery, groups of Goblin archers were directly bombarded.
God, the rest were defeated in fear, and only the green-skinned bow and arrow boys were still holding on.
Now, the green-skinned waves are approaching.
"Three-line formation!" Leonardo shouted almost immediately, and the Leopards immediately changed their formation quickly to form their most famous three-line formation.
Taking from the glorious tradition of the Principality of Lucini, the soldiers of the Leopard Regiment are divided into young soldiers, adult soldiers and reserve veterans, who are arranged in the first row, second row and third row respectively. But even as young soldiers, the soldiers of the Leopard Regiment still have
With extremely rich combat experience, facing the charging Goblins and Orc boys, Leonardo shouted: "Look at this eagle flag, for glory and wealth!"
"Ahhhh!" The young soldier in the first row threw his heavy javelin. Following his movements, the entire first two rows of the Leopard Regiment threw a rain of javelins like a torrential rain, and the sharp spear points penetrated
After taking the bodies of the green boys and goblins, many brothers
Brin was pierced through. The huge casualties made many goblins timid. They hesitated. Only the green boys continued to charge fearlessly. Their stinking fangs and ferocious green faces screamed and roared.
, bumped into the Leopard Regiment's third line formation.
The battle began. The human spears and the dwarf battle axes ruthlessly slashed and cut off the flesh and bones of the greenskins, while the greenskin cleavers and mallets also pried open the seams of plate armor and armor. The green tide started from
The army led by Belegar was approaching from three directions, but the dwarves' defense was rock-solid. Above the dense front line were all the cold and resolute faces of the dwarves.
Belegar stood on the Oath Rune Stone. The dwarf soldiers and even the human soldiers around him kept shouting the names of Belegar and the Eight Peaks Mountain. Their solid front was slightly shaken at first when faced with the impact of the green skin frenzy, but
He quickly took up his position, holding a hammer and wearing rune vibranium.
The plate-armored Angrond Oath guards swung their giant hammers and smashed all the goblins and green-skinned boys who were close to Belegar. The simple spears and machetes of the goblins and green-skinned boys were useless.
It would be impossible to break through the defense of vibranium plate armor, so they would only be harvested.
"Hold it! Soldiers, hold it!" Every time Belegar swung the hammer of Angrond, one green boy or more goblins were smashed into pieces. The white beard of the King of the Eight Peaks was
The iron ring inlaid with golden runes is flying on the battlefield, like a beautiful landscape, blooming among the flowers of blood.
"Death!" Rune Craftsman Slud-Honest deployed his Doomsday Anvil on the battlefield. He took out his forging hammer and hit the surface of the Doomsday Anvil. Several thunderbolts immediately struck the surface of the Doomsday Anvil.
Ejected from the surface of the anvil, blasting a group of goblins to pieces.
In this way, the green waves kept beating on the solid reef, but they could never shake the solid front of the dwarves.
The battle lasted for twenty minutes, and the goblins began to become timid and scared. Only the green-skinned boys were still fighting with all their strength. Belegar could feel the sound of the earth shaking. When he hammered the head of a green-skinned boy,
The King of Bafeng Mountain raised his head, and he knew that it was the sound of cavalry galloping.
It's the Goblin Wolf Cavalry! Hundreds of Goblin Wolf Cavalry want to sneak attack the dwarf's rear and attack the dwarf's artillery position through the outflanking tactics they have always used to deal with the dwarves. At the same time, there are many goblins rushing towards them.
Tanks and a handful of greenskin war pig boys!
Belegar showed a cruel smile, the greenskin miscalculated.
My army is not what it used to be.
The pistol cavalry and horse archers led by Black Heart Rep and Admiral Ivan were immediately ordered to set off. They rushed out and faced the attack of the Goblin Wolf Cavalry and chariots. The pistol cavalry's muskets and Ugor bows fired
The cavalry and blockade arrows shot down the Goblin Wolf Cavalry in pieces, and the rest fled screaming. The small number of green-skinned war pig boys could not affect the battle situation. They tried to attack the hands of Black-hearted Lepp.
The Lancers, but the cunning mercenary leader knew how to hit and run. He took advantage of the fact that the war pigs were not good at turning and quickly divided the pistol cavalry into two teams, allowing the war pig boys to pass through the middle.
, and then there was a burst of volley, and a small number of war pig boys kept falling down. Even if the remaining few could get close to the artillery position, they were killed by the prepared artillerymen using hand muskets and hand crossbows.
The Sea Soul Guards were also thrown into the battlefield. The tall Kislev used his strong physique to crush the short goblins, and even fought head-on with the greenskins. The dwarf artillery fired one after another, and the greenskins
The losses were heavy. The goblins had begun to abandon their armor and were in disarray. The green-skinned boys were also struggling to hold on.
The Goblin warlord Git Sourweed, who was watching the entire battle from a distance, was riding on a huge warg. He said angrily: "Damn it, damn it, where are the giants and trolls? The group of giants and trolls I arranged
Where are the trolls? Aren't they supposed to come out from the back and to the right and kill these bearded men?
Are the enemies and human beings smashed to pieces with a stick and sitting on their butts to pieces? And those night goblins? Where are the guys waving big iron balls in circles? Where have they gone? Without them, how would we do it?
Can you break the defense of the bearded enemy? Traitor! Traitor, you ate me and actually escaped!"
"It's not good, it's not good, boss!" At this time, a Goblin Wolf Cavalry riding a warg rushed from a distance. It screamed and shouted: "It's not good! Boss, the giant and troll troops,
Also, the Night Goblin tribe was attacked by swarms of canned shrimps, it’s all over, it’s all over!”
"What?" the Goblin Warlord roared in disbelief: "It's all over?"
"Yes, boss, those canned shrimps rushed over the mountains and fields, attacking the ambushing giants and trolls from behind, as well as the Night Goblin tribe! More than a dozen giants and trolls, as well as those who can spin in circles
We are all finished!" The Goblin Wolf Cavalry screamed: "And those canned shrimps are already...already..."
"What's going on?" Kit-Sourwei pinched the wolf cavalry's neck and yelled, "Say it quickly!"