Chapter 734, Battle of Arsenal Fort (Part 1)

During the investigation by the scouts, the enemies of the expeditionary army, the waves composed of large groups of goblins and greenskins are gradually approaching. Under the warm winter sun, a sea of ​​black spots and malicious green has flooded the entire army. The hills near Cooper, where the stench is reeking, hideous totems and battle banners fluttering up and down in the biting cold wind.

Immediately after receiving the news that an army of dwarves and humans was marching here, the goblin warlord Jit-Sourmaw immediately began planning how to teach their bearded enemies a hard lesson, so that Mao Ge felt that it was Jit. Special - the sour stomach is powerful, and the vicinity of the Arsenal Fort is a natural ambush. The Goblin Warlord arranged his army in a half-moon shape, and was relatively successful in making the opponent think that there would be no monsters here during the investigation of the Dwarf Ranger. Too many greenskin troops garrisoned.

These short guys probably thought they would stick to the Arsenal Fort, right? Goblin warlord Kit Sourmaw thought with a grin, as it danced its arms and legs, imagining itself victorious, trampling the dwarf's head under its feet.

This reminds me of the legendary warlord of the Greenskins, Gulu the Big Belly King, every goblin wants to be the Big Belly King Gulu, that is a true legend, the Goblin Warlord of the Broken Ax Clan is Goblins are rare enough to stand up to the orcs, and nothing can shake their twisted reverence for the biggest and strongest goblin warlord, Gollum.

Gollum's tales of bravery are still told in every goblin camp, and if a shaman casts a spell to project a vision of Gollum's colossal size, even the loudest, rambunctious goblins of all ages will become respectful. When the phantom of Gollum loomed, the goblins would consciously stand at attention, shut their nonsense mouths, and even refrain from picking their noses. And there was a reason for this extraordinarily reverent display: to the humble goblins, Gollum was a descended god, the incarnation of something huge, ferocious, and adored, something they had never been able to touch in their lifetimes.

And Gollum is also worthy of this kind of praise. In order to show his strength, the greatest goblin warlord swallowed the troll meat alive and devoured everything desperately. The proliferating and restored troll flesh exploded, but Gollum withstood it and became stronger. This Goblin warlord successively ravaged the Roof of the World Mountains, the Badlands, the Black Mountains, Middenheim, and in Drakewald. The Misty Mountains in the forest declared themselves the King of Eating, built green leather warships to expedition to Ulthuan, and then were pressed to death on the beach by the high-spirited army.

I would be as great as Gollum, same! The Goblin warlord thought so.

"We are surrounded, King Belegar!" At this time, the black-hearted Rep was a little flustered, but he still maintained a steady face. The mercenary leader knew what would happen if he was surrounded by green skins in an environment like the Badlands. Dilemma, even dwarves, cannot support being besieged for a long time: "What should I do?"

"Calm down, Mr. Littlebird." Bellegar was very calm about this. The King of the Eight Peaks Mountain held his Angrund Hammer and the Shield of Resistance, and looked at Black Heart Rep with a mentally handicapped look: "We March,

It would be strange not to be surrounded. "

"Uh, then what should we do?" Black-hearted Lepp was really confused. It seemed that they had an advantage in terms of military strength. They had about 10,000 troops, and the green skins also had about 10,000 troops, but who knew the green skins Are there other conspiracies and armies?

"What to do? Of course it is to face the enemy directly! The dwarves will never be cowardly or retreat!" Bellegar immediately signaled the army to obey orders: "Ready to fight, dwarves and human brothers, the time to fight has come."

Both humans and dwarves responded loudly to Bellegar's call, and they formed an array under Bellegar's command. The Leonardo Panthers from Lucini were placed at the forefront of the position, and the two wings were covered by the dwarves. The army was formed, and those dwarven crossbowmen and dwarven thundergunners were ready to teach the enemy a lesson.

The most elite Angrond sworn guards and the Brotherhood of Steel were personally commanded by Bellegar to stand in the center. At the same time, the sea soul guards from Kislev were also directly led by Bellegar. The pistol cavalry and Admiral Ivan's cavalry archers were separated behind the two wings. These light cavalry ensured that the fast-moving wolf cavalry and chariots would not sweep the end of the dwarven line and launch a rear attack, and Juan-Carlo The Sun Knights led by Ross-Sun Watcher are a mobile force, ready to support all parts of the battlefield at any time.

After making preparations, the entire battlefield fell into silence. The human soldiers knew how to deal with the green skins because of the series of victories before, and they also gained confidence. They chanted the names of the gods they believed in and various slogans loudly.

Unlike humans, the dwarves watched the green-skinned tide in the distance, and some strange emotions were awakened.

The family and the country are broken, the ancestors have blood feuds, they leave their hometowns, and linger on their last days.

"A distant place, the mountains that haunt my dreams~"

"We stand on top of the mountain~"

"Will the glory of the past be reappeared~"

"The glory of our ancestors guides our way home."

Gradually, a mournful dirge resounded in the army, and the orderly military ranks undulated slightly. The song was like a fine wave affecting the dwarves, condensing the deepest strength in their hearts. Belgar nodded slowly, and he Gripping his hammer tightly, he 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 bearded enemies and human shrimps made those goblins scratch their heads, hold their boogers, and scratch their bodies. Weapons beating shields, their savage howls pierced through the air, the din drowning out the muffled singing of the dwarves, and then brass horns and chaotic drums signaled the start of the attack, and the orcs swooped forward, countless weapons and shields waving in the air.

Yes, the war has begun!

The first thing that opened the curtain of war was the roar of the dwarven cannons. The dwarf cannons of the Angrund clan spit out angry flames towards the green-skinned army formation. Six goblins and a green skin boy easily tore apart the green skin's strong muscles and strong bones, and blasted a piece of dirt and meadow on the map of the desert grassland.

The human soldiers cheered loudly, while the dwarves gave their praises to Grimnir, the war god of the dwarves.

The other dwarven cannons were not idle either. In a series, dozens of dwarf cannons and several dwarf organ guns fired one after another. The bombardment meant that many greenskins were blown into slag and meat paste, but the large group of goblins and greenskin boys obviously would not retreat because of this casualty. They waved their weapons frantically and continued to rush towards the position.

"Fire!" The dwarf thunder gunners and crossbowmen also unleashed their firepower to their heart's content. The sound of the trigger of the hand crossbow and the bombardment of the muskets were densely packed. The three rows of green skins in the front were continuously harvested, followed by the fourth row. And in the fifth row, groups of greenskins kept falling down, and the greenskins behind continued to rush up on their corpses. As long as they didn't hit the vital point, the greenskins ignored them no matter what the injury was.

At the same time, the goblin archers and the green-skinned bow and arrow boys among the greenskins also started to fight back. Because of the strong armor of the dwarves, they aimed at the human army at the forefront, Leonardo's leopard group.

But this time, they miscalculated.

"Turtle shield formation!" Leonardo is a mercenary warlord wearing a golden crown and a golden breastplate. He immediately shouted angrily to signal the mercenary group to change their formation. The soldiers of the leopard group responded loudly, and they quickly formed It became a turtle-shield formation, and the well-trained Lusini soldiers blocked the shields in front and above, and the rain of green-skinned arrows could not damage these experienced soldiers at all, except for the raindrops coming from the shields. Aside from the sound, the soldiers of the Leopard Regiment were coldly preparing to face the powerful enemy.

And the dwarf engineers of the Angrund clan also quickly noticed the positions formed by the goblin archers and green leather bow and arrow boys. God, the rest are defeated in fear, only the green-skinned bow and arrow boys are still persisting.

Now the greenskinned waves approached.

"Three-line formation!" Leonardo shouted almost immediately, and the Leopards quickly changed their formation to form their most famous three-line formation.

Taken from the glorious tradition of the Principality of Lusini, 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 if they are young soldiers, the soldiers of the Leopard Regiment still have With extremely rich combat experience, facing the rushing goblins and orc boys, Leonardo shouted: "Look at this eagle flag, for glory and wealth!"

"Ahhh!" The young soldiers in the first row threw their heavy javelins, following his movement, the entire front two rows of the leopard regiment threw a rainstorm of javelins, and the sharp spear points penetrated The bodies of the green skin boys and the goblins were pierced, and many goblins were pierced. The huge casualties made many goblins timid, and they hesitated. Only the green skin boys continued to charge fearlessly. Screaming and roaring with its long fangs and ferocious green face, it ran headlong into the third line of the leopard regiment.

The battle began. Human spears and dwarven battle axes mercilessly hacked and cut off the flesh and bones of the green skins, while the green skins' meat cleavers and clubs also pried open the joints between the plate armor and the armor. The army led by Belgar was approaching from three directions, but the dwarves' defense was rock-solid, and the dense front was full of cold and resolute faces of the dwarves.

Belegar stood on the oath rune stone, and the dwarf soldiers and even human soldiers around him kept shouting the names of Belegar and Eight Peaks Mountain. Their solid front was slightly shaken when they faced the impact of the greenskin frenzy, but Quickly tightened their positions, armed with hammers, Angrond's sworn guards wearing rune-vibrating plate armor swung their sledgehammers, smashing all the goblins and green-skinned boys who were close to Bellegar to pieces, And the crude spears and machetes of the goblins and green-skinned boys couldn't break through the defense of the vibrating plate armor at all, so they could only be harvested.

"Hold it! Soldiers, hold it up!" Every time Bellegar swung the hammer of Angrund, a green boy or more goblins were smashed into pieces, and the white beard of the King of Eight Peaks was smashed into pieces. The golden rune iron ring is flying over the battlefield, like a beautiful landscape, blooming in the flowers of blood.

"Die to God!" The rune craftsman Sluder-The Honest Man deployed his Doomsday Anvil on the battlefield. He took out his forging hammer and smashed it on the surface of the Doomsday Anvil. Bounced from the face of the anvil, blasting a crowd of goblins to pieces.

In this way, the green waves kept beating against the solid reef, but they were still unable to shake the solid front of the dwarves.

The battle lasted for twenty minutes, and the goblins began to be timid and afraid. Only the green boys were still fighting with all their strength. Bellegar could feel the sound of the earth shaking. When he smashed the head of a green boy, The king of Bafeng Mountain raised his head, he knew it was the sound of galloping cavalry.

It's Goblin Wolf Riders! Hundreds of goblin wolf cavalry wanted to sneak attack the dwarves' rear and attack the dwarves' artillery positions through the outflanking tactics they had always dealt with the dwarves. Piggy!

Bellegar smiled cruelly, and the greenskin miscalculated.

My army is not what I used to be.

The pistol cavalry and cavalry archers led by Black Heart Rep and Admiral Ivan were ordered to set off immediately. They rushed out to face the attack of goblin wolf cavalry and chariots. The cavalry and the blocking arrow rain shot down the goblin wolf cavalry, and the rest fled screaming. A small number of green-skinned war pig boys could not affect the battle situation. They tried to attack the black-hearted Lepp's pistol cavalry. , 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, letting the war pigs pass through the middle, and then a burst With a salvo, a small number of War Pig Boys fell down continuously. Even if the remaining few could get close to the artillery position, they were shot and killed by the prepared artillery with handguns and hand crossbows.

The sea soul guards were also thrown into the battlefield. The tall Kislev crushed the short goblins with his strong physique, and even fought head-on with the green skins. The dwarf artillery fired one after another. The losses were heavy, the goblins had already begun to lose their armor and armor, and they were defeated, and the green boys were also struggling to support them.

Goblin warlord Kit Sourmaw, who was watching the whole battle from a distance, was riding on a huge warg. It said angrily: "Damn, damn, where are the giants and trolls? The group of giants and trolls I arranged Where did the trolls go? Aren't they supposed to come out from the back and the right, and smash this group of bearded enemies and human shrimps into crumbles with a stick, and sit on their buttocks? And those night goblins? Waving Where are the guys with the big iron balls spinning around? Where did they go? Without them, how could we smash the defenses of the bearded enemies? Traitors! Traitors, they ate mine and escaped!"

"It's bad, it's bad, boss!" At this moment, a goblin wolf cavalry riding a wolf rushed from afar, and it screamed and shouted: "It's bad! Boss, giants and troll troops, And the night goblin tribe was attacked by swarms of canned dried shrimps, it's all over, all over!"

"What?" The Goblin Warlord roared incredulously, "It's all over?"

"Yeah, boss, those canned dried shrimps rushed all over the mountains and attacked the ambushing giants and trolls from behind, as well as the night goblin tribe! More than a dozen giants and trolls, and those who can turn around Guys, it's all over!" The goblin wolf cavalry screamed: "And those canned dried shrimps have...already..."

"Already what?" Kit Sour Stomach pinched the wolf cavalryman's neck and shouted, "Say it!"

"Already heading towards the Arsenal Castle!"

"What????"

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