Ride and Cut

The cowering of the wilderness robbers did not last long. Just one day later, when the sun was just beginning to slant to the west, horns sounded a warning from the watchtower.

Looking around, you can see countless figures hovering on the horizon.

Those were hordes of robbers, they were still hesitating, they were still waiting, and they hadn't yet made up their minds to kill them, but the process wouldn't be very long.

The dwarf warriors assembled quickly, and the high mountain fort guards were also ready, everything was tense and orderly. Everyone has been prepared for this battle that will come sooner or later.

Li Cha and Sendak each led all the melee infantry out of the protection of the wall and lined up in front of the wall.

The dwarves put heavy steel shields on the ground, and the silent warriors were like steel sculptures.

This is just a double-edged wall, and it is unrealistic to climb the wall to defend.

They must protect the wall as much as possible, and buy output time for all the long-range units behind the wall, so as to maximize the defensive effect of the wall.

"Unfortunately, it would be great if it could be delayed for one more day." Sendak held the warhammer with infinite regret.

Waiting for one more day, and waiting for the source of the Titans to change, may be able to solve the robbers without any effort. One day less delay, a brutal bloody battle would be inevitable anyway. It's just a day, I don't know how many lives will be swallowed.

The telescope tube is a sharp weapon in reconnaissance. It can not only detect the enemy in advance, but also observe the opponent's details in detail.

What they faced was the worst expected situation-the wilderness natives from different tribes were temporarily reunited under the double pressure of the mountain castle and the dwarf tribe.

This is a literal mob, with no command, no coordination, no queue, but there is no doubt that there are enough people. If you look closely, you can find figures of almost all the common races nearby. Gnolls, bearmen, hobgoblins... There are even a dozen or so Minotaurs. I don't know if they are from the same tribe as last time.

It is really hard for the people of Pompeii to imagine what kind of ultimate temptation an iron mine is in the wilderness.

"How many people are there?" Li Cha sat on a brick wearing a three-layer heavy armor and a big horse with a golden sword. He didn't wear a helmet, and his face was as calm as a lake.

"A little more than three thousand or four thousand," Sendak replied.

The confusion of the opponent's formation and race objectively increases the difficulty of statistics, and the number of people is difficult to estimate accurately.

"What about us?" Li Cha put a square stone in front of him, and the sharp-eyed dwarf should be able to see that it is a whetstone for sharpening knives.

"Six hundred... five hundred and ninety-seven."

"Count my people?"

"Count."

"It's okay, one person can kill six, it's not too difficult."

Knowing that he was about to face a war of six hundred versus four thousand, Sendak didn't know why Li Cha still had a leisurely smile, but he did grin suddenly.

Li Cha picked up the iron pot and poured wine to rinse the body of the Dragon Slaying Sword until the high-quality steel exuded a cold light, then bowed his head and began to carefully polish the blade on the whetstone.

"I suddenly felt that it would be good to try it with a blade."

As he said this, the dwarves around him went crazy with anxiety. The sharpening of heavy weapons will not be completed in a short period of time, but an astonishing number of bandits can be seen on the horizon right now, ready to attack at any time!

In their eyes, the lord of Alpine Fort must be insane. But the soldiers of Gaoshanbao took out their weapons and examined them carefully. They saw that they were clearly thinking about it, and it was too late to borrow a whetstone.

Li Cha was very devoted to this work, stopping from time to time to check carefully with his eyes, and then continued to polish. His technique is amateurish, but his expression is extremely serious, like a novice apprentice in a blacksmith's shop.

Although the dwarf warriors thought it was absurd, they were unconsciously affected by that calm emotion after all, and gradually became calm.

"Lord Richard is really a famous general." Sendak couldn't help but sigh.

"Let the boss take the limelight by himself." Gunther pouted aggrievedly.

A few beast-like howls suddenly sounded from the robbers in the distance, and soon the infection spread like a plague. From scratch, from sparse to dense, from intermittent to continuous, until all the robbers began to cry.

All kinds of strange howls gathered together, full of greed and bloodthirsty, as if the devils of hell appeared in the world, rolling down the vast and flat land.

Sendak raised his warhammer and slammed it on the stone with a loud noise, making sure that everyone could notice his voice, "Ready for the enemy!"

There was a sound of iron armor rubbing among the dwarven infantry, and the arrow tower behind them was chanting and using a roulette to string the crossbow on the bed.

Li Cha looked up at the cloudy sky, there were electric snakes faintly flickering in the clouds, and he had to wait a few breaths before he could hear the dull thunder from afar.

Looks like it's going to rain again.

The robbers began to move, like a full reservoir opening a floodgate. There are no formations, no gradients, and no batches, but just the visual impact of thousands of people who want to kill you rushing towards you is already like a gust of wind, making it hard to breathe.

"Forget it." Li Cha kicked the whetstone somersaults, stood up and stretched, "I'll grind it later when I have time."

Many dwarves wanted to see how long he could last. While they were relieved, they felt a little bit disappointed.

The goatmen and rabbit-headed people rushing to the front are far faster than the big bearmen or Minotaurs. Excellent sprinting ability is the capital of these small people's livelihood in the wilderness, but at this moment, they don't know how to restrain themselves, but it becomes their urging talisman.

Li Cha put on his helmet, pulled out his giant sword, and when they rushed in front of him, he suddenly exerted force.

The great sword weighing more than 70 pounds instantly turned into a bolt of lightning that was difficult to catch with the naked eye under the blessing of huge force. The sheep-headed man's ferocious face lasted for a few breaths before he suddenly realized that his entire chest and abdomen had been smashed into minced meat, and he collapsed powerlessly on the ground and was submerged by his companion's hooves.

The centaur stood behind the wall and began to draw the bow and release the arrow. With the sound of the bowstring, a feathered arrow flew out of an arc and flew towards the taller robbers behind the goat man. The crossbow behind the bed also started shooting, and with every sound of "Xian Buzzing", a heavy all-steel giant arrow turned into a black shadow, shooting three or five people into skewers on the ground in one shot.

"Hephaisto!" The dwarf roared the name of the god of forging, kicking off the prelude to the full-scale hand-to-hand combat.

The screams and blood became as cheap as air in an instant. The dwarves might not be as strong as the Minotaurs, but at least they far crushed the vassal soldiers rushing to the front.

The bunny heads suddenly realized that the opponent's warhammer was not something they could resist with the wooden sticks in their hands, and the suzerain they usually relied on hadn't followed up. But surrounded by other bandits who surged up behind them, they had already lost the right to retreat, and inevitably became the first victims of this battle.