Chapter 735, Battle of Arsenal Castle (Part 2)

ps: When you all think I'm a pigeon, I don't have a pigeon, this is also a kind of pigeon!

Goblin warlord Kit-Sour Stomach suddenly felt bad, very bad.

The wisdom brought to it by Brother Mao makes it suddenly realize that it may be deceived, and the bearded enemy and the human shrimp have set a trap! The Bearded Enemy lures it into all its troops by actively walking into its ambush! Then Canned Shrimp took the opportunity to surprise his precious army of giants and trolls, and those night goblins!

Why are they designed this way?

Kit soon realized a frightening fact, that is, the opponent knew very well about the tactics of the green skins!

Why didn't git-sour maw overwhelm giants and trolls, and night goblin hordes in the first place?

Because the dwarf's line is strong and the armor is thick, ordinary weapons can't break through the dwarf's armor at all, so only giants and trolls who are giant beast troops can swing big iron balls and use centrifugal force to continuously rotate in place Throw yourself and the big iron ball together to make a suicide attack, and use the inertia of the big hammer to completely blast away the human army and the dwarves' iron barrel formation.

But even the green skins who have no brains know that they must not invest these troops at the beginning, because this will expose them to the dense long-range firepower of the dwarves and lose them all. Send out these bottom-of-the-box troops to break down the formation of the dwarves.

But now, are they all over?

All over?

up?

What does this mean? This shows that the enemy understands the tactics of the green skins very well, and has made targeted arrangements!

"This battle can't be won!" Kit Sour stomach immediately made a judgment: "I was thinking that we must quickly withdraw to the Arsenal Fortress, otherwise the city will not be able to keep it! Little ones..."

"Boss! Boss, look!" Kit Sourmaw hadn't finished speaking, and the goblin wolf rider was already pointing at the sky: "Look! It's Beard's flying car! They're coming towards us!"

"What?" Just as Kit looked up, he found four dwarf rotor bombers swooping down from the sky towards them: "It's not good, little ones, hide, hide!"

"Hide!" Hearing the boss's order and seeing the panicked look of the boss, waves of timidity and panic also spread among the goblin wolf riders. He threw a small hole in the ground and buried his head in it: "Hide,

Listen to the boss, hide! "

"Tug, chug, chug!" The revolver on the dwarf gyroplane began to fire at the group of goblin wolf riders. Amidst the screams of the goblins, bullets and flesh and blood splashed everywhere in the air. The meadows flew around, and the screams of goblins could not be heard, and the bodies, legs, heads, and ears of many goblins were sieved by the flames from the nose of the dwarven rotor bomber.

The round of bullets was finished, followed by the bombardment of artillery shells. The rotor bomber swept across the low altitude, leaving the whole explosion and fireworks to the group of goblins, and then the dwarf rotor aircraft, which had emptied its ammunition, immediately raised its head and left the ground.

Despite many tests and modifications by dwarf engineers, the ammunition that the dwarf rotor bomber can carry is still very limited, often only able to stick to two rounds of shooting and one delivery. Leave outside, leaving the explosion and fire to the greenskins.

In the midst of thick gunpowder smoke, the Goblin warlord Git-Sourmaw finally crawled out of the mound with difficulty. It spat out the mud and gravel in its mouth, and then struggled to stand up again: "Damn it, damn it!"

Fragments of goblins were strewn all over the place, as well as blown-up wargs.

"Woo~" Its mount wolf was blown off its leg, sobbing dying: "Wow~"

"Go away! Useless waste!" Kit-Sour Maw instinctively wanted to cast a spell, but it felt that the wind of magic was very weak. The Goblin Warlord trotted a few steps angrily, and finally found a seat that was still intact. Wolf, it pulled out its own machete, jumped on the wolf, and pulled the rein: "Go, let me go! Stupid thing!"

"Ho~ho!!!" The warg seemed to realize that the one riding him was not his master, so he growled twice hesitantly.

"Go away!" The Goblin warlord swung his knife and slashed at the Warg's butt. The Warg finally couldn't help but screamed in pain, opened his legs, and ran towards the Arsenal Fort.

Losing command, the greenskins began to fight on their own, lacking a strong charge army and giant beast units. It seemed that the failure of the greenskin army was a matter of time. ears, while others shoved each other and scrambled to flee the battlefield.

Belgar was keenly aware that the battle was turning in his favor. The King of Angrund stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips. He hadn't drank beer for several hours, but all he licked was Green-skinned, black-red blood, and the stench made Bellegar spit out involuntarily.

Well, let's wait until we win before thinking about it. Bellegar once again reached out and smashed the Angrund Hammer in his hand, smashing a green boy's head into pieces, and then gave the order: "Let Juan The Baron and his Sun Knights are dispatched, none of these greenskins can escape today!"

"Yes!" Anglund swore that the personal guards smashed everything like a heavy hammer, and the signal prepared in advance was sent out from Bellegar, radiating the entire army.

"Sun Knights, follow me, for Goddess Mirmidia!" Juan drew out his long sword of the Sun, and the young Knights of the Sun roared loudly: "Forward!"

"Kill! For Mirmidia, for the Goddess of War!" The Sun Knights were dispatched, they bypassed the green-skinned formation, and charged straight at the green-skinned formation from the side, their black-gold full-body plate armor under the sun Reflecting the dazzling golden light, the golden sun light wheel is so dazzling under the influence of the enchanted runes. Although the Sun Knights only have a hundred people, their group charge played a decisive role in the entire war, and the greenskin army was finally defeated Now, these beasts discarded their helmets and armor, and fled in all directions in a panic. The dwarves couldn't catch up with the green skins, so they could only watch them flee, but the human cavalry chose to pursue them brutally, using lances, spears and swords Chased and killed the green skins who had lost their fighting spirit all the way until they were massacred in sevens and eights.

"Now, we have completed our task." Bellega took the beer glass from his subordinates. The taste of the refreshing and luscious beer sliding down his throat was so wonderful that Bellega wanted to invite a human partner to taste it, but it was a pity What's worse is that the dwarves' beer tastes too strong, and not many humans can stand it: "Next, let's see Brother Ryan's."

"Ten minutes of rest, and then march towards the Arsenal Castle, Brother Ryan and the others should have ended the battle!"

"yes!"

……… I am the dividing line for a ten-minute break………

The giant Cork was fleeing in despair in the wilderness. There were more than a dozen holes on his legs caused by lances, and there were large streams of blood flowing from them. The pain was making him even more desperate. Staggering a few steps, he fell on the land of the desert grassland, splashing a large cloud of dust, and then Coke struggled to stand up again. It repeated this process, and at the same time, it was full of anger.

Git - Sour Stomach is a liar!

The giants and trolls, including Cork, got a promise from git-sour stomach that if they smashed the canned shrimp and bearded enemies to pieces, they would get a lot of food, a lot of food, and a lot of food. The stomach is full!

They agreed, and together with a group of night goblins, they hid behind a hillside, waiting for news.

However, the news did not arrive. What was waiting was a large group of iron cans, and these iron cans attacked them from behind. The night goblins were the first to react, wanting to wield the chains of the sledgehammer and The tin cans fought, but the tin cans seemed to know that the night goblins were afraid of strong light, so they summoned waves of strong light one after another from nowhere, completely covering the night goblins. Even Cork himself was dazzled by the flash, not to mention the night goblins who are afraid of the strong light. When the strong light is over, the night goblins have completely lost their fighting power and are only left to be slaughtered up.

Only the giants and trolls were left to fight against the enemy alone. Those tin cans rode strong horses, crushed the night goblins, and rushed towards them. Cork fought hard at first. The cans flew away, and then used their sticks to flatten the fallen guys, but the cans kept approaching from a distance, and the arrows and bullets flying from a distance made Cork's whole body ache. The can with the golden cup pattern slaughtered giants and trolls wantonly, marching on, unafraid, unwavering, and merciless in pursuit, the number of cans seemed endless, but each lost kin couldn't make up.

Cork was scared, it ran away howling, trying to escape.

The escape was successful at the beginning. The canned food was busy fighting giants and trolls, and had no time to pay attention to the escaping Cork, but Cork was too painful and hungry, so he didn't run far, and was caught by the canned food after all. , a terrifying winged behemoth descended from the sky, and the gray can on top was the scariest thing Cork had ever seen. He manipulated lightning and flames, and knocked the weak Cork to the ground with a single hammer. Wanting to struggle, the giant beast has already tore open its chest with its sharp claws, tore and swallowed its heart. Cork knew that he was going to die, under the hands of the damn can, his consciousness gradually blurred, and only I had one last thought.

Git - Sour Stomach is a liar!

Imperius lay down on the giant to enjoy his gluttonous feast, and the griffin tasted the flesh and blood of the giant to fill his stomach to the full. In the crowd of giants, trolls and the entire night goblin tribe, After the army was annihilated, Ryan immediately reorganized the army and marched towards the Arsenal Fort.

"You should assign those rangers to King Belgar." Carla pulled the reins, and he held a giant's head in his hand. The Grail Knight also learned to open the giant's head with skill. The crowbar and hammer dug out the gold teeth inside. Callard's attendant immediately took the gold teeth from the Holy Grail Knight and cleaned them, putting them in a cloth bag, watching the soldiers struggling in the flames and smoke not far away. As the garrison of Kubao, Callard said to Ryan: "Look, you let those wood elves follow us and it basically didn't help much."

Ryan held Thor's Hammer in one hand. He was about to speak after listening to Karard's speech. The roar of the artillery on the siege made the king shut his mouth until the round of volley was over, and Ryan continued: " True, the rangers won't do much good with us, but it would be a disaster if they followed Bellegar."

"Catastrophe?" Callard thought about it carefully, and he understood a little bit: "You mean, the rangers won't obey Bellegar's orders?"

"Olaine, the king of the forest, handed over this team of rangers to me to command, not to Bellegar. Our affiliation is different." Ryan nodded slightly: "I can rest assured that Juan and the black-hearted Lepp The land should be handed over to Bellegar, but the Old Guard and the Wood Elf army can't, neither can Dugan-Ironman's Black Powder Corps, nor can Veronica's Witch Corps, do you understand?"

"Hmm..." Callard didn't understand what Ryan meant, and Ryan shook his head when he saw this: "It's okay, you think about it slowly, now, let's watch the Fort Arsenal fall."

Several barrels of gunpowder have been piled up at the gate of the Arsenal Fort at this time. Dugan-Tiehan and his Black Powder Brotherhood are preparing to lead the lead, while the greenskins on the dilapidated city wall have already been shot by the arrows and gunpowder of the expeditionary force. They had to hold their heads up, and had to face the test of artillery fire from time to time. A small number of green-skinned boys who stayed behind tried to fight back with bows and arrows, but this weak firepower could not withstand the expeditionary army at all. The dismounted knights charged, and after the explosion of gunpowder caused the entire gate of the Arsenal Castle to collapse, Anthelm personally led a large group of kingdom knights and ranger knights from Winford into the Arsenal Castle.

A large group of goblins and green-skinned boys in the Arsenal Castle also put up a desperate resistance. The sound of blades and the roar of fighting filled the entire fortress, and the corpses were piled up layer by layer. At this time, the Bretons Finally, the most primitive and terrifying animal nature was released. The knights were all red-eyed. They snatched everything they saw and killed green skins when they saw it. The remaining green skins were powerless to resist those well-armed foot knights and old guards.

With the keep firmly under siege, no greenskins can escape.

The fighting in the fort stopped completely after about an hour. The serf infantry regiments were still obsessed with plundering and looking for possible wealth, but after hearing the sound of the horn, they reluctantly began to clean up the entire fort. Pile up a large group of orc corpses, goblin corpses, and grits and burn them together, and then wait in line.

Knight King Ryan Macado followed his chief female courtier Veronica, the old guard commander Bertrand and others slowly entered the city. Along the way, the walls were covered with blood and the ground was full of broken corpses.

Veronica frowned, a lot of blood was stained on the Garland Witch's boots in a fiery red combat leather jacket.

"Army Fort has fallen, this is our victory!" The Knight King stood in front of the soldiers of the expeditionary army and announced loudly: "Another great victory! Praise the lady!"

"Praise lady!" The soldiers cheered in victory, and at the same time there was unspeakable excitement. The wealth that the greenskins plundered from all directions were also piled up in the armory, especially from the Haimenguan caravan and the border princes. The wealth, now, they are all in the pocket of the expeditionary force.

"Where is Your Excellency Antelm?" Ryan signaled the soldiers to quickly clean up the battlefield, and the dwarves went to repair and fill the fortress. The location of the Arsenal Fortress is very important. It will be used as the logistics headquarters of the army in the future, so the entire fortress cannot be destroyed. Rather, it was looted and occupied.

"My lord." Anthelm was drenched in blood. The Holy Grail Knight seemed to be fished out of plasma. Ryan noticed that he was holding a big bag, and knew that Suria's uncle must have got a lot of good things. Things, but this is also what he deserves. Historically, the achievements of "first arrival" are worthy of encouragement and rewards: "We found a group of dwarf captives!"

"Oh? Where?" Ryan's eyes widened, dwarf captive?

"right here!"

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