From troll tribes to elf empires

Chapter 186 Broken City (2)

"You bastards!! Even so! I am far stronger than you!!"

Daba roared wildly, 'lit' the totem on his body through simple forward movements, lifted his heavy long weapon made of two ax tails spliced ​​together, clamped the belly of the deer and started to charge towards them.

Behind him, dozens of proletarian officer corps who had already dug out of the hole also lit up their totems and followed closely;

The distance of less than thirty meters was too short. The leading cavalry did not even have a chance to throw their spears, and they collided directly with the elites of the hornhoof clans.

The strength and size of moose should not be underestimated. After being restricted by the horn-hoofed species using unknown means, they became more ferocious and used this short charging distance to forcefully increase their impact.

Therefore, at the place where the collision occurred in the front row, the horn-hoofed species were immediately knocked away, their cheeks bitten open, and their chests were cruelly trampled by the rising moose.

In particular, the officers riding on them were all sub-leader-level moose. At this time, they were kicking their hooves and biting their teeth in all possible ways, which also caused the ordinary moose in the rear to start to act unscrupulously.

stand up.

As the saying goes, "A general is the courage of a soldier." Daba's personality and combat methods have profoundly influenced these retired officers;

Therefore, the weapons in their hands were equally exaggerated, and they were equally passionate and arrogant in battle. They held large, overlong and overweight weapons and swept them across the front row.

He was crippled as soon as he hit him, and he was beaten to pieces in an instant, which was very unbearable.

But the situation could not continue like this. After a while, the impact of the charge was successfully resisted by the "Hornhoof Sea" on the opposite side that far exceeded our own;

Immediately afterwards, the 'Five-in-One Domain' under his feet shrank sharply after missing a corner, causing more troll warriors to lose their suppression at this time.

The sound of weapons clashing ceased tacitly, and only a few clever little ghosts who were too murderous were still laughing quietly, using the visual and auditory cover of the wind and sand to continue their activities as if they were taking advantage of it.

of hunting.

They let out a scream like an owl, rose and fell, and finally with a roar, the horned hooves penetrated the chest and were nailed to the ground with a look of death, causing more than 400 casualties in an instant;

But it was clear that the soldiers were not satisfied with this

At the front, the officers were still holding on, unwilling to call for support from the 'private soldiers' behind them, which gave them the time and confidence to throw spears and kills unscrupulously.

The sky is still blue, and the enemy's face is as ferocious as ever;

But some things have indeed been changed. Since they are more familiar with the scenery of their own city, some sharp-eyed horned hoof species quickly discovered anomalies - a large section of the city wall in the distance was inexplicably missing.

They let go of their hands uncontrollably, and their weapons hit the ground with a clanking sound, which immediately attracted the attention of their comrades around them.

After the initial boom that seemed to pierce the air, each spear pierced the target's skull in the blink of an eye, and after causing it to explode like a watermelon hit by a heavy hammer, the force still remained.

Plunging deeply into the dense array at the rear, into the chest and abdomen of random targets.

At this moment, a heavy catapult projectile fell not far from the battlefield, and in the blink of an eye, a residential building collapsed in front of the sight of both warring parties;

They did not rush to mount their mounts and go to support them. Instead, they took off the heavy throwing spears from their backs and took a stance, preparing to use them to kill some of the horned hoof species before charging.

The reverberating swan song caused by the collapse of a small section of the city wall did not last long. In just a few breaths, everything returned to normal.

"Brothers!! The army in the south has broken through the city! Charge! Kill all these dwarves!!!" Daba shouted, waving the double-headed giant ax in his hand and charging forward even more bravely;

Around him, several clever flag officers shouted in the horned hoof language,

"The city is broken!!! The city is broken!!!" Then, more troll warriors repeated it like parrots.

The situation that had been barely stalemate before was immediately out of balance. A large number of militiamen, who were ordinary farmers and herdsmen before, turned around and ran away in panic, without even thinking about the question of 'where can they run to?'

Suddenly, the sound of 'breaking the city' echoed throughout the battlefield, causing more horn-hoofed warriors to want to retreat.

The strong wind that ignited from nowhere swept away the gravel and soil all over the sky, covering the faces of the soldiers on both sides who either turned around or looked up in surprise.

However, how could Daba, who was impatient with his weakened field, let go of the commander on the opposite side? Is this more than just a momentary distraction?

Either too late or too soon, Daba easily took a heavy spear from the back of his comrade next to him, and without stopping at all, he turned around and fired.

Within a few seconds, nearly a thousand heavy-throwing spears were thrown in two rounds;

Large swaths of soil and dust were stirred up in a ring shape, once again filling a corner of the battlefield.

Every time there is one, there are two. The counterweighted catapult that was adjusted to launch Zhu Yuan has begun to roar again, and giant wood, stone and concrete projectiles are falling one after another throughout the city.

Here, there were four thousand at the beginning. After the battle that lasted for a period of time, there were still about three thousand horn-hoofed troops left. At this moment, they suddenly collapsed, and groups of militiamen scattered towards the city and deeper into the city;

Of course, accidents will happen, because at this time, it happens to be the moment when Big Tusk orders the launch of a general attack.

A huge roar sounded from the south soon after, and the ground beneath our feet was trembling inexplicably;

This is a smooth flow, as if it is a blow engraved deep in the genes;

Apart from the sound of the wind when it was released, the throwing spear approached almost silently, and the moment a great nobleman turned around after sensing danger, he simply smashed his head into pieces.

The great nobles discovered this situation, and they shouted as hard as they could to make the people regain their confidence.

Houses that had carried years of hard work by the residents of the city collapsed one after another, which became the straw that broke the camel's back, causing large numbers of militiamen to begin fleeing in panic.

The one who was killed was the heir sent here by the chief to take charge. With his death, the wooden pillar behind him that was always shining with mysterious patterns suddenly dimmed.

This method of killing, which was like a roll call, frightened most of the horn-hoofed militiamen, but the courage that was finally inspired by the nobles was rapidly declining;

Looking at it like that, as long as there is even the slightest change, they will probably lose all courage.

"Come back! If the city is broken, all our compatriots will die! Only by blocking them can we have a chance to survive!!!"

Their efforts did awaken some of the fugitives, and at least a group of horn-hoofed species really had the courage to come back.

Shock, panic, and unprecedented fear came to mind at this time;

The officer corps, whose strength had been weakened, was gradually surrounded from all sides, especially the horned hoof warriors who were in the "five-in-one field" and had received the buffing effect. The continuous siege changed from confrontation to confrontation. Defending, struggling to prevent the horn-hoofed army from overwhelming itself.

As a result, a famous cavalryman drilled out without any hindrance along the steel and wood holes that the witch doctors had deliberately reinforced and enlarged. With his own leaders and officers in front of the resistance line, these trolls who were drilled later were in You can even be more relaxed in your tactical choices;

Unlike the shriek of a re-thrown spear falling when thrown, a short-distance direct shot appears more crisp and clear;

At this time, it seemed that all that was left in my ears was the noisy hum of sand and gravel as they interacted with the strong wind in the air;

All he could see was the sea of ​​black and gray sand, and all the soldiers were swallowed up by the debris thrown from the city wall.

The surprised questioning stopped abruptly when he looked back, followed by a chain reaction of loss of confidence and panic, and then more and more horn-hoofed species were infected.

But this is not an excuse for the soldiers to continue to be "indifferent". Next, some soldiers left their throwing spears that had not been thrown, and went to support the officer corps not far ahead who was struggling to resist the line;

The other group who stayed behind also mounted the moose, but they did not join the melee at the front;

After putting away the throwing spears left by their companions, they used the speed of the moose and began to swim outside the ground texture. Taking advantage of the height difference created by their mounts, they changed the projectile to a more accurate direct shot that could better take advantage of their own strength. One blow Then he killed a famous horned hoof warrior with one blow.

‘Boom~~Boom!!!’

But even so, the battle line could not move closer to the tunnel as soon as the Hornhoof kind wished. The troll officer corps was like a rock in the sea and remained unyielding, creating time and space for the trolls behind them. space.

The only people present who are still holding on are hundreds of remnants of the Earthshaker Legion, single-digit remnants of the Ancestral Spirit Legion, and elite senior leaders of various clans.

But how could the remaining soldiers of the Manchu and Communist Party, which totaled less than 700, withstand the attack of more than 400 troll cavalry?

As the "Horn Hoof Sea" dispersed, Daba and the officer corps no longer had any constraints, and directly trampled on the remaining military formations;

The rest of the conscripts from the hunting team were wandering around the periphery of the shrinking domain supported by only four 'domain pillars', either picking up previously thrown spears to kill from a distance, or using long soldiers in their hands. Harvesting heads one by one in the middle distance.

There are fewer and fewer elites of the horned hoof species remaining, and even one of the maintainers of the 'Domain Pillar' was killed by Daba after forcibly approaching;

His behavior caused some horned hoof species to lose the protection of their domain, and the trolls behind them swarmed up like sharks that smelled fishy smell, taking away their fragile lives in one wave.

After that, the battle barely lasted for about twenty minutes. When the domain pillars were forcibly smashed by Daba and the officer group, the elite horned hoof species finally ended their resistance.

This is actually not very accurate. On the battlefield at this time, there is actually no horn-hoofed warrior who can still remain standing.

(End of chapter)