A strange world

Chapter 846 Section 77. August 11

"Prepare the kerosene!"

As Lochran raised his hand, soldiers standing dozens of meters apart at the edge of the camp picked up oil barrels.

"Ranger ready!"

The rangers beside the warriors ignited arrows.

"Throw--!"

Dozens of barrels of oil rolled and hit the rat men on the hillside. The moment they hit and shattered, burning fire arrows shot towards them.

The rat people with thick and hard fur suddenly turned into a burning flame, rolling and scurrying in the rat tide, bringing the flame to more rat people.

A terrifying heat wave licked the camp, and the smell of burning barbecue came with the wind.

Everyone has been smoked for a whole day and is almost used to it. If there weren't too few oil drums, they would have smelled it all day.

The burning frontline instantly relieved the pressure on the camp, but only for a brief ten minutes.

The Musketeers took the time to twist their shoulders and joints and stretch their numb legs.

Fortunately, there are still a few months until winter. Otherwise, even if the Huiyue Mountains are at the junction of the North and Middle-earth, the cold wind will make it very difficult for them.

"Try the barbecue dinner we prepared!" Nina put on a vest and put one foot on the wall and shouted.

Lochran walked towards Fermi, and the seriousness on his face infected Fermi. He said with a straight face: "Bad news?"

He noticed that only the oil barrels were burning, and the wall of fire of the mages did not keep up.

"Um……"

"Tell me, is it because the Ratmen have made new moves or they are running out of supplies." Fermi didn't have many mood swings. Anyone who fought without sleep for two consecutive days would be numb.

"No, now is the time for Lord Annan to send supplies."

Lockran exhaled a thick breath: "That's the problem... Lord Annan didn't open the portal."

Ymir walked over at this moment. Even though her robe was a little dirty, she was still elegant and beautiful, but her eyebrows were wrinkled.

"What happened?"

"The magic and elements were dispelled..."

"I do not understand……"

Fermi didn't understand. Of course, he could also say "I have the same qualities as Lord Annan."

"The rat men dispelled the magic power of Hell Mountain, making the magic power here nearly exhausted. Our magic power cannot be replenished."

"You can't maintain the magic barrier anymore?"

"It's okay until the magic power is exhausted, but the worst part is that the Rat Man is about to take action."

As if in response to Ymir's words, the dark sky suddenly erupted into a fluorescent green light that illuminated half of the night sky.

That seems to be the direction of the northern city wall...

This is the only good news after the magic is dispelled and the portal cannot be opened: the Great Wall of the North can attract the attention of a large number of the main force of the Skaven.

Femi took a deep breath: "Don't worry, the imperial coalition should solve the magic problem... Adjutant Lockran, how much supplies do we have?"

"Rolling stones, logs and kerosene can maintain the intensity of the current rat tide for one day, and the ammunition and arrows can last us more than three days..."

The supplies are almost enough for them to last until the 12th day required by the Orr Empire... But if the magic power is not restored, time will be meaningless...

Femi looked away. The soldiers were all staring at the ominous fluorescent green light surging in the south, and then silently checked the magic muskets, preparing for a new wave of rats.

The main force of the rat men was indeed heading for the Northern Great Wall, but Hell Mountain was not forgotten either. Next, the rat people's desire to attack and their intensive intensity suddenly increased, and the ratio of elite rats to reckless rats increased.

To avoid being affected by the Ratmen's general attack, Femi had to teach those warriors and mages to use magic guns.

"Aim at the Skaven through both scopes and pull the trigger."

Mages are not stupid. They may lack physical strength, but their accuracy cannot be matched by soldiers who shoot into the air.

But the rat tide is still advancing slowly, and even rat priests appear in the rat tide, releasing evil curses in a sinister way.

The mages relied on the magic power in the magic vortex to support them, and Ilimoyas seized the time to behead her. But as the roar from the direction of the Great Wall in the north became louder and more intense, at its worst, the burst of light seemed like the sun rising from the south——

Ilimoyas and the white dragons had to temporarily fall back to the camp to avoid being noticed by the rat tribe and getting burned.

The mage who has run out of magic power goes to the front line and shoots.

"I want to buy one after the war." Luo Wa held the magic gun and couldn't put it down.

"I'll give it to you if you like it!" the centurion said loudly.

The number of people carrying muskets has exceeded the full strength of the Hellfire Legion, but the density of the rat tide has also exceeded that of a few days ago. The consumption rate of rolling stones, logs, and oil barrels cannot even keep up with the speed of being brought up.

No one is idle, everyone is looking for something to do.

"Aloma, you don't need to do this."

Femi called out to the reporter from the Innocence City Post who was sweating profusely and pushing an oil drum: "Your task is to record our battles."

"But I also want to help."

"Then pick up the magic stone and record everything that happens here... Your battlefield is not here."

"I see……"

Aloma stood up, and William and Richardson next to him took the oil drum. They were also stopped by Fermi: "You don't have to do anything, protect Aloma."

It dawned again, and then the people in the camp discovered that this time it was not the light from the north, but the sun rising in the east.

Dawn comes, but not theirs.

The soldiers fought hard from early morning to dusk, and countless people fainted due to exhaustion, plague, and curses. Even so, the rat men rushed into the camp again in the evening.

The Hellfire and Fourth Legion soldiers have already experienced this scene, but the Foreign Aid Legion has not. They watched in despair as the Skaven swarmed up.

"Everyone, get back to the basement!"

Femi planned to repeat his old trick, grabbing a dazed mage and retreating underground.

The elite team is on top, giving the warriors time to retreat.

Bang——

Ymir cast a spell to block the exit for the second time, isolating all sounds from the basement.

This time there were no Storm Rats, and they did not fight tooth and nail. The casualties were much less than the last time - it was just that everyone was exhausted.

The centurions had already gone to teach the new warriors how to fight the rat men in the passage, and they wanted to repeat Belial's plan of showing weakness.

"Can you open the portal to the outside?" Femi approached the mages.

"Like Lord Annan?"

"No, as long as we can leave Hell Mountain, the further away the better."

"Aren't we going to keep holding on?"

"We don't know when the magic will be restored. Without reinforcements, we can only wait to die if we stay here any longer." Femi turned out the map, "There are still three hours until the 12th. We should prepare to break out."

"About two hundred miles east of the Huiyue Mountains is the Kingdom of Dimon. It is heavily guarded and is not the focus of the Ratmen's southward march."

Fermi pointed to the east of Hell Mountain, about thirty miles away: "There is an Orion village here. After the rats came, there was nothing left. I don't think the rat people would be free to demolish the houses and walls. We teleported here and went all the way. Go east."

"When to act?"

"At midnight on August 12th."