There seems to be something wrong with ninjutsu in medieval warhammer

It wasn't until he had tried all the alcohol brought with him that he finally thought of feeding him water.

At this time, the elf who was in a coma had already been tossed and vomited all over himself, and became weaker, as if he was going to ascend to heaven in the next second.

Dwarves, especially men, are really not suitable for taking care of patients, unless the patient is also a dwarf, so skinny that he can mess around casually.

"Patriarch, there are 'guests' delivering business! A beastman battle, about 200 people."

Just when Kolde was barely feeding the elf with some water, a dwarf ranger wearing a leather cap and holding a one-handed heavy crossbow came back, walking on his short legs, panting and bringing bad news.

"Hmph, these wastes really don't know how to live or die! The ones that are eaten first will immediately go to the defense, and the ones that are not eaten will be eaten in one minute! Protect all the goods, and if there is any less, it will be a great humiliation to the clan's reputation! Even if they all die in battle, we have to deliver all the goods!! Listen clearly!"

"Oh!!!"

All the dwarves raised their hands and shouted in unison when they heard this, and began to put on the equipment of the cart in the next second.

In less than a moment, a hundred dwarves were armed.

Sixty dwarves wore heavy plate armor, picked up axes or warhammers, and used shields to form a solid human wall on the outermost periphery. The rest also wore plate armor, but the weapons in their hands became thousand-pound crossbows, killing The force is extremely terrifying, and it also requires great strength to use tools to string these heavy crossbows.

The crossbow arrows are as thick as fists.

"Khazukan khazakit-ha!!"

At the same time as the formation was completed, Patriarch Barba took the lead in roaring before the battle, which meant "face the wrath of the dwarves".

"Khazukan khazakit-ha!!!!"

Hundreds of dwarves with loud voices roared at the same time, and spread several kilometers away, and the elves who were protected in the middle, motionless, were also awakened by this roar.

Chapter 269

The dwarves in a square formation protected their goods tightly, and only the crossbowmen in charge of output stood on small carts to raise their altitude to support their brothers and sisters at any time.

In a short period of time, the nimble dwarves unloaded a lot of goods from the carts and placed them on the outermost edge to block possible Beastman cavalry 'centaurs'.

The ranger who had just reported back had replaced the short bow used for self-defense with a more powerful heavy crossbow.

It's not that dwarves can't use bows, but most of them are small bows with low pound strength. After all, the height is there, and the effect of using a big bow forcibly is as funny as a 1.5-meter Japanese pirate using a so-called Japanese bow.

A few dwarves with a large basket on their backs scattered the triangle iron nails of the stickers in the open area while they still had time, as if they didn’t want money.

Since rising among the mountains, the dwarves have fought against the Beastmen and the Chaos Legion.

When dealing with Beastmen, this triangular iron nail is quite effective.Beastmen whose basic shape is similar to sheep's hooves, because they don't have the habit of wearing shoes, will bleed profusely as long as they step on iron nails, and their movements will be severely deformed.

Beastmen, who had no advantage in close combat with dwarves, would fall into a comprehensive disadvantage when the soles of their feet were embedded in iron nails. It was easy to lose their morale and be chased all the way.

As for dwarves, these dwarves have the habit of wearing iron shoes. The skin on their feet is much harder than that of humans. They can completely offset the disadvantages of wearing iron shoes.

Just after a layer of iron nails was sprinkled, the ground began to vibrate slightly due to the simultaneous movement of a large number of people.

The experienced dwarves returned to the formation without any hesitation, took down the basket full of iron nails, and joined the formation fully armed.

The empty trolley used as an obstacle originally contained a large number of military resources.

Each dwarf warrior has one, made of high-quality wood, with a diameter of four to five centimeters. The thick three-meter spear that is only suitable for dwarves is one of those supplies.

In addition to a spear and a shield in each hand, these stout short mounds generally carried one-handed axes used in melee combat and throwing objects as a means of long-range attack.

Hand axes, wolf bones, javelins and special iron chain balls are all throwing weapons that dwarves love to use.

In addition to being thrown from the back row before the battle, the dwarves also like to throw another round at the moment when they defeat the enemy formation, so as to kill as many enemies as possible, and at the same time slow down the enemy's escape, so that they can slash and kill freely.

Although they are full of energy and have amazing foot strength, sprinting in a short period of time is by no means their strong point.

So I had to think of all kinds of crooked ideas to make up for this disadvantage.

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"Huh... dwarf, ahead!"

In the dark and quiet forest, full of the smell of yellow leaves, a centaur, half body strong enough to form muscular armor, was panting and shouting towards the large army.

The spear made of wood and animal bones in his hand looked a bit shabby compared to his strong body.

"Tear, hoo...stop!"

Countless black shadows moved in the forest, and the two-and-a-half-meter-long creature in the front stopped its steps.

The creature that came out of the shadows revealed its real body, the leader of the Beastman clan, a powerful Tauren warrior.

"How much... how much?"

"Hundred, leader!"

The communication between the beastmen has always been concise and clear, and there are very few complicated dialogues.

"Hmph, tsk..."

The tauren general who didn't know what he was thinking had complicated thoughts flashing in his eyes.

Tauren warriors don't know that dwarves are not easy to mess with, but the tyrannical genes engraved in their bodies make it impossible for beastmen to simply be satisfied with eating animals. If they don't lead their subordinates to attack dwarves, barbarian humans can satisfy this desire *, it won't take long for its position to be challenged,

Only by sacrificing real intelligent creatures can they get the evil god's comment.

A large number of horned beasts, big horned beasts, and a small number of razor beasts and centaurs came out of the jungle one after another.

The number of people was much more than the 200 estimated by the dwarf ranger, nearly 300 people.

The weapons in their hands range from the Bone Age, the Stone Age to the Iron Age. If you contribute all these weapons with different shapes, you can open a museum.

Only sharp iron weapons are the rarest in number. Except for the leading tauren warrior who used different armors to piece together a set of iron armor to protect most of the positions, and a sharp two-handed giant axe, there are only a few The big horned beast has iron weapons in its hands.

There are many reasons for the poor combat effectiveness of the Beastmen. Most of the battle gangs do not get the attention of the evil gods at all, and they do not know how to smelt metal, which is one of the biggest reasons for limiting their combat effectiveness.

"Trap... them!... late, attack!!"

The beastman who received the order suppressed the desire to fight, and skillfully began to circle around the dwarves, especially those centaurs, running almost non-stop, creating the illusion that there were people everywhere around them.

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"Walaya is here, why is this kind of trick again, can't you be more straightforward?"

"These beasts can only use this trick, why don't you allow them to use it?"

Hearing the familiar low growl in the surrounding jungle again, but no beast man rushed out. Many middle-bearded and long-bearded men immediately began to whisper and laugh at each other, and at the same time they couldn't help but relax their muscles and conserve their energy.

A dwarf can march for a full day, or remain on the alert for hours.

There were only a few with short beards, and some of them didn't understand why the Beastmen didn't attack.

"Remember, the equipment of these fallen beasts is quite inferior, and the chance of winning them directly against us is very low, so we usually choose to use some tricks to close the gap caused by equipment, and use night vision ability to fight field battles, which is one of them. , or launch a sudden ambush... Huh, but the smell of their bodies can be smelled from hundreds of meters away, so far no Son of the Mountain has ever been ambushed by them."

Hearing the whispers of his own people, Barba jumped off the cart, arranged a few reliable beards, brought some firewood and set up a fire around them.

After the dwarves deliberately cleaned up the area around the storage house, there was an open space, and there were no other plants except weeds.

The fire was placed at a distance of 40 meters from the dwarf array, just at the edge of the forest, so that once night fell, the beastmen who walked out of the forest would be unavoidable, and would be immediately exposed to the blows of the dwarf heavy crossbowmen .

Time passed bit by bit, and the dwarves took turns inserting the long conflict cards on the ground, and then sat down on the ground to rest, chatting happily, as if what was about to come was not a bloody slaughter, but a relaxing one. March in the field.

The time soon came to the middle of the night, and the night completely enveloped the earth, only the faint light of the double moon was still emitting.

The evil whispers around are becoming more and more dense and evil, and the terrifying atmosphere is enough to drive people crazy.

But the dwarves still stood there calmly.

Suddenly, several centaurs, accompanied by a large number of razor beasts, rushed out of the forest and rushed towards the dwarves silently.

They hoped to launch a sudden attack, tearing a hole in the formation of the dwarves.

"Khazukan khazakit-ha!!"

But the long-bearded and middle-bearded people who seemed to be relaxed, the moment they rushed out of the forest, they shouted in unison the unified slogan of the children of the mountains when they encountered the enemy.

In the next second, the heavy crossbowman who had been prepared for a long time fired a round of shots at the attacking centaur.

The terrifying thousand-pound crossbow, modified by these master engineers, released a tailless iron heavy arrow as thick as a fist.

"Roar! Language!!"

A centaur charging at full speed suddenly froze as if hitting a wall, and stopped stiffly on the spot. Looking carefully at its left arm, right foreleg, and a piece of flesh in its abdomen, it was hit by the arrows from the heavy crossbow. It was torn off ruthlessly, exposing the internal organs and blood vessels to the air.

The crossbow bolts running towards the centaur missed a few of them, and as a result, the razor beasts following the centaur suffered an indiscriminate disaster. The three razor beasts were directly nailed to the ground by heavy arrows before they even tasted any flesh and blood. , the only good news is that they died painlessly.

Following the footsteps of the centaur, the beastmen pouring out from all directions rushed towards the dwarf warriors in a disorderly manner.

The crossbowmen who fired at full speed killed many people.

A few seconds later, the surviving centaurs screamed and limped forward with bloodshot eyes.Apparently they stepped on the iron nails scattered on the ground.

"cast!"

But what was waiting for them was not a hearty battle, but a pile of pitch-black objects, passing a distance of several meters, carrying huge kinetic energy, and directly hitting him.

The few surviving centaurs and razorbeasts were directly smashed into flesh by the thrown hand axes, wolf bones and chain balls.

Facing huge casualties, after dropping more than a dozen corpses, a huge beastman took the lead, like a car driving at high speed, and rushed to the dwarf.

It swung the weapon in its hand heavily, and the spears facing it were broken in half by the powerful force.

In the next second, it directly hit the two dwarves in the front row, and then the dwarf warriors in the back row pressed their shields tightly against their legs.

"The ancestor is here, I will kill you!!!"

Patriarch Barba yelled angrily when he saw his men being knocked into the air. At the same time, his body emitted light, and then he jumped heavily and struck it with an axe.

"Roar!!!"

The right horn of the tauren warrior was cut off directly, and at the same time, his shoulder was also slashed, and the bones were cracked.

The beasts who followed immediately fought with the dwarf warriors.

It's a pity that not everyone has an iron axe, and the ability to split a few spears in an instant. The Tauren general who went deep alone did not receive timely assistance.

Although it was only as tall as its thigh, the dwarf patriarch was not afraid, and his strength was not much smaller than the tall and mighty tauren. The two of them competed with each other with an axe.

Every time the twin axes touch, there will be a loud noise and sparks.

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After all, Tauren warriors are tall and long arms, so they have a great influence in battle.

The tauren warrior who had finished his axe, took advantage of the fact that Patriarch Barba's old strength had exhausted his new strength, and punched his short, stocky body. Patriarch Barba, who had only had time to lift up his shield, was caught off guard by his feet. Unsteady, he was thrown two or three meters away by the hammer, and rolled around on the ground in embarrassment.

Taking advantage of this gap, the tauren general waved his arms violently, his muscles began to congest and collide further, his eyes were as red as blood, and he swung his arms tightly holding the ax violently, four or five dwarf warriors on the left and right jumped It was directly hit from behind, screaming and flying backwards.

"Roar!!"

"what!!"

The array of dwarves that broke through a hole gave the Beastmen hope. Three big horned beasts led a dozen horned beasts and attacked desperately into the gap.

All kinds of low-quality weapons were swung at the dwarf warrior's body with all their strength, making ping-pong-pong collision sounds and dwarf muffled sounds, but no one fell down.

The dwarves were heavily armored from the beginning to the end, and their equipment level was several levels behind that of the Beastmen. As a result, they could ignore the Beastmen attacking their flanks, wholeheartedly deal with the enemies in front of them, and completely trust their compatriots who were in charge of their flanks.

"DAWI! Kill these DOHYs!!"

The dwarf warriors who had just been attacked and fell, threw away the spears that were in the way, resisted the blood spitting out of their mouths, picked up the axes and hammers firmly, and rushed towards the gap fiercely, fighting with the beastmen who rushed in together.

The position they lost must be regained by themselves. The creed of the dwarves has always been the same, trust their own people, never violate their oaths, and do their own things.

"Damn bastard, eat a GRUND of your grandpa!!"

The patriarch Barba, who was hammered away, held his ax high and rushed towards the tauren general whose back was facing him with his short legs, preventing it from continuing to destroy the formation of his tribe.

Patriarch Barba, who provoked him, struck the tauren general's knee with an axe.

"Roar!!!"

The Tauren general, who was suffering from pain, subconsciously turned around and swung a horizontal slash, hitting Barba's shield firmly.

Patriarch Barba, whose feet were deeply embedded in the ground, used all his strength, his eyes were bigger than copper bells, and with a slight "ha...ha" sound from his mouth, he ordered the blow tenaciously.

In the next second, he exerted all his strength and used the hammer on the back of the ax to hammer towards the lowered head of the tauren.

Hammerface had a close encounter with the fragile nose of the tauren.

The nose is the weak point of most animals, and the severe blow to the nasal cavity completely shattered the remaining sanity of the tauren warlord.

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

It gave up all reason, even the axe, and used its fists as weapons.

I saw the warrior with tight muscles all over his body, swinging phantom-like punches at an extremely fast speed. The power is unimaginable, and at the same time, the speed is astonishingly fast. , the shield flew away quickly, crossed a parabola and hit more than ten meters away.

The original rune started to play a role, hugging his life, but the dripping offensive made it difficult for him to even parry, let alone make an effective counterattack.