Chapter 346 The Troll's Ambush

"In the name of the ancestors, there are too many of them! Like army ants, only bigger and better equipped!" Kurdran cursed as he looked down at the scene below.

He and a whole hunting team were parked in the air, and gaining air supremacy had this advantage. They could adjust their height arbitrarily so that they could have a good view to observe those strange green-skinned monsters.

But everything in front of him looked very bad.

At first, his sentries found these strange and ugly monsters. When they ran to inform Kurdran, they judged that the other party was at least 3 days away. Unfortunately, these guys moved very fast, and now they are only 100 meters away from the dwarven territory directly under Eagle's Nest Mountain. It's less than half a day's journey away.

At first, Kurdran only saw a small team, but soon after, he noticed that at least three teams appeared within a range of less than 50 meters.

These green skins dispersed into a team of about twenty people, but it is conceivable that more teams are coming out from the depths of the forest.

Kurdran flew a distance of about one kilometer and found more than 40 teams of greenskins.

The Wildhammer dwarves are never afraid of any challenge, but if these guys are not ostentatious, they are enough to destroy Aerie Mountain by sheer numbers.

For some reason, Kurdran suddenly missed his bronze-bearded cousin.

Among the three major dwarf clans, Bronzebeard's close combat is undoubtedly the strongest. The steel line of defense formed by them should be able to stop those huge green-skinned ugly monsters well.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

In any case, Kurdran and the others cannot sit and watch their homeland be destroyed.

Kurdran looked around and raised the Storm Hammer in his hand high.

"Wildhammer dwarves, attack!" he blew his horn.

The dwarves raised their hammers high. The griffins answered with a loud cry, spread their wings and swooped down excitedly.

More than a dozen streaks of yellow lightning struck down at nearly vertical angles.

Of course, their target was not the greenskins themselves.

Let the huge griffin rush into the dense woods, that is the real death.

They let the griffin skim the top of the canopy flat, and then threw the storm hammer in their hands on the trunk of the tree, and let the hammer beat hard on the trunk.

Don't think the dwarven griffin riders just dropped their weapons.

[Storm Hammer] is not a simple metal hammer. This kind of hammer, which is completely condensed with the power of lightning, has long been in the category of the mysterious field.

Even if the lightning contained in the hammer was deliberately weakened, the powerful impact still caused a rain of leaves, berries and needles.

The green-skinned monsters were overwhelmed by the surprise attack.

Crushed leaves or something is fine, but nuts are different. The huge nuts grown in the woods near Eagle's Nest Mountain are bigger than a human head when ripe, weighing nearly 5 kilograms.

How does it feel to be hit on the head by a five-kilogram weight that falls for more than ten meters?

"Crack!" One unlucky ghost had his head exploded by a nut.

The greenskins had no idea how all this happened. Now that the woods are no longer safe, get out of here. They jogged to the nearest clearing.

This is exactly the opportunity the Wildhammers have been waiting for.

The god of death who had been hovering in the sky for a long time began to really kill.

"Go to hell, greenskin—"

With a loud battle cry, Kurdran* Wildhammer struck first.

The [Storm Hammer], which was shining with dazzling thunder, smashed out fiercely, making a whistling sound.

The first greenskin's reaction was not unpleasant. He raised the huge battle ax in his hand and blocked it in front of him. Unfortunately, what attacked him was not the real thing. With a burst of thunder, the hammer made of thunder passed through his axe, giving him a paralyzing feeling of electric shock, and hit his jaw firmly.

It can be seen from his chin that has become soft like rubber that all the bones in that place have been crushed, and his body suddenly flew upside down.

"Green bastards don't deserve to defile our forest!" Kurdran's roar greatly boosted the morale of the Wildhammer dwarves.

Almost at the instant when the orc was knocked into the air, the Storm Hammer flew back to Kurdran's hand and disappeared again.

This time, he opened another green skin's head.

Scarre, the Griffin King, drew an S-shaped arc in the air, beautifully avoiding the two green-skinned throwing weapons, and slid one of them open with his claws.

Scarlet circled in the air without slowing down by vibrating his huge wings, and immediately launched a second round of attacks.

If it was said that he was caught off guard just now, everyone has raised their weapons and made preparations.

However, this is of no use.

For [Storm Hammer], which cannot be resisted and can only be dodged, this method of gradually gathering together is a kind of death.

The essence of [Storm Hammer] is lightning, and its power varies from person to person. One of its key features is splashing.

If the recruited guy is too close to other guys, he will definitely be affected by the aftermath of lightning. Just like this time, Kurdran pulled the hammer behind him and threw it like a javelin.

The heavy hammer that seemed to be real first hit the corner of the right eyebrow of a green-skinned man, and the next moment, his head was blown apart with the sound of a large-caliber dwarf musket. The splashing lightning sparks also shocked the hands and feet of the other two people who were trying to avoid him.

This gave the two dwarf griffin riders who swooped down behind Kurdran a chance. In addition to throwing the storm hammer, a row of three huge griffins showed their power at the same time.

Especially Scarlet, her powerful front paws directly used high speed to tear a green-skinned head with a scarlet spine out of his body. She shattered the head of the second with her sharp beak as she swiped at high speed, while at the same time she stunned the third with her wings.

The Griffon riders were like harvesting crops in the field, easily plowing bloody roads in the green-skinned army formation.

It's a pity that the fierceness of the griffin only ends here.

A large rain of spears suddenly shot out in the forest.

The range is comparable to that of human archers, but it has a terrifying penetration power that surpasses it. At that moment, Kurdran's heart was pierced, because he heard at least the screams of more than twenty griffins, and the screams of dozens of dwarf knights.

Almost at the same time, Kurdran heard his adjutant Emhar's heart-piercing shout.

"Troll!"

Following the adjutant's shout, Kurdran saw with his own eyes a not-so-sharp stone ax whirling in the air at high speed, drawing an evil arc, and hitting the shoulder of another Griffin Knight in his team. superior. Belforan's left arm immediately became weak and fluttered with the wind, and a wound near his shoulder was gushing out bright red blood along the strong wind.