The Sun King's Evidence

During the reconnaissance of the scouts, the enemies of the expeditionary army, the waves composed of large groups of goblins and greenskins, were gradually approaching. Under the warm winter sun, a green sea full of black spots and full of malice had submerged the entire army. In the hills near Castle, the stench is overwhelming, and ugly and terrifying totems and battle flags are fluttering up and down in the biting cold wind.

After receiving the news that an army of dwarves and humans was marching here, the Goblin warlord Git Sourweed immediately began planning how to give their bearded enemy a harsh lesson so that Brother Mao would feel its kindness. Special-sour stomach is very powerful, and the vicinity of Gunkubao is a natural ambush. The Goblin warlord arranged his army in a half-moon shape, and during the dwarf ranger's reconnaissance, he was relatively successful in making the opponent think that there would be no one here. Too many greenskin troops stationed there.

These dwarfs probably thought they would hold on to Junku Castle, right? Goblin warlord Git-Sourweed thought with a smile as he danced and imagined himself victorious and trampling the dwarf's head under his feet.

This reminds me of the green-skinned legendary warlord, the Pot-Belly King Gollum. Every Goblin wants to be the Pot-Belly King Gollum. That is a true legend. This Goblin Warlord of the Broken Ax Clan is There are very few goblins who can fight against the Orcs, and nothing can shake their almost twisted respect for the largest and strongest goblin warlord Gollum.

The legend of Gollum's valor is still circulated in every Goblin camp. If a shaman uses magic to project Gollum's huge illusion, then even the most noisy and undisciplined Goblin will become respectful. When the vision of Gollum vaguely emerges, the goblins will consciously stand upright, shut their nonsense mouths, and even resist their stinky habit of picking their noses. And there is a reason for these unusually respectful performances: to the humble goblins, Gollum is a descended god, the incarnation of something huge, violent, and worshiped that they have never been able to touch in this life.

And Gulu also deserves this kind of praise. In order to show his power, the greatest Goblin warlord eats troll meat alive and desperately eats everything. Normally, the little Goblin's belly will be constantly eaten. The proliferated and restored troll was bursting with flesh, but Gollum withstood it and became stronger. This goblin warlord successively ravaged the Roof Mountains of the World, the Badlands, the Black Mountains, Middenheim, and Drakwald. The Misty Mountains of the forest declared themselves to be the Big Eaters, built greenskin warships and went on an expedition to Ulthuan, and were then pinned to death by the high elf army on the beach.

I will be as great as Guru, the same! The Goblin Warlord thought so.

"We are surrounded, King Belegar!" At this time, Black-hearted Lepp was a little panicked, but his face remained calm. The mercenary leader knew what he would face if he was surrounded by greenskins in an environment like the Badland. In this dilemma, even the dwarves cannot support being besieged for a long time: "What should I do?"

"Calm down, Mr. Littlebird." Belegar was very calm about this. The King of the Eight Peaks held his Hammer of Angrond and the Shield of Resistance, and looked at the black-hearted Lepp with a look of retard: "We are like this It would be strange if we marched not to be surrounded.”

"Well, what should we do?" Black Heart Lepp was really unsure. It seems that they have an advantage in terms of military strength. They have about 10,000 troops, and the green skins have almost 10,000 people. But who knows the green skins? Are there other conspiracies and armies?

"What to do? Of course, face the enemy directly! Dwarves will never be cowardly or retreat!" Belegar immediately signaled the army to obey the order: "Get ready to fight, dwarves, and human brothers, the time to fight has come."

Both humans and dwarves responded loudly to Belegar's call. They formed a formation under Belegar's command. Leonardo's Leopards from Lucini were placed at the forefront of the formation, with dwarves on both wings. The army is formed, and those dwarf crossbowmen and dwarf thunder gunners are ready to teach the enemy a hard lesson.

The most elite Angrond Oath Guards and the Brotherhood of Steel are personally commanded by Belegar and stand in the center. At the same time, the sea soul guards from Kislev are also directly led by Belegar. Black-hearted Lepp's freedom The pistol cavalry and Admiral Ivan's horse archers were separated behind the two wings. These light cavalry ensured that the fast-moving wolf cavalry and chariots would not sweep across the end of the dwarf line and launch a rear attack, while Juan Ca The Sun Knights led by Los Sunwatcher serve as a mobile force, ready to support various parts of the battlefield at any time.

After making preparations, the entire battlefield fell into silence. The human soldiers knew how to deal with the greenskins because of their previous series of victories, and they also gained confidence. However, they were still a little cautious and fearful in the face of such a massive attack by the greenskins. The soldiers They loudly shouted the names of the gods they believed in and various slogans.

Unlike humans, the dwarves stared at the green-skinned tide in the distance, and some strange feelings were awakened.

The family and country are broken, the ancestors have blood feuds, and they are living in distant lands.

"Distant places, mountains that linger in my dreams~"

"We stand on the top of the mountain~"

"Can the glory of the past be restored~"

"The glory of our ancestors guides our way home."

Gradually, a sad elegy sounded in the army, and the neat military ranks undulated slightly. The song was like a thin wave pulling the dwarves, condensing the deepest strength in their hearts. Belegar nodded slowly, he He gripped his hammer tightly and stepped onto his oath stone.

The time for battle has come!

A large group of goblins and a small number of Orcs immediately discovered their enemies. The appearance of the bearded enemies and human shrimps made the goblins scratch their heads, lick their noses hard, and scratch their bodies. Weapons struck shields, and their rude roars broke through the air. The din covered the deep songs of the dwarves. Then, brass horns and chaotic drums marked the beginning of the attack. The orcs rushed forward, countless weapons and shields waving in the air.

Yes, the war has begun!

The first thing that kicked off the war was the roar of the dwarf cannons. The dwarf cannons of the Angland clan spit out angry flames at the green-skinned army formation. The cannonballs fell into the green-skinned waves, and one cannon blasted five pieces of them into pieces. Six goblins and one green-skinned kid easily tore apart the green-skinned strong muscles and strong bones, blasting away a patch of dirt and meadow on the desert grassland map.

The human soldiers cheered loudly, while the dwarves dedicated all their praises to Grimnir, the dwarf god of war.

Other dwarf artillery pieces were not idle either. In a series, dozens of dwarf cannons and several dwarf organ cannons opened fire one after another. The whizzing shells landed in pieces in the green waves. Every explosion and The bombardment meant that many greenskins were blown into pieces and meat paste, but the large group of goblins and greenskin boys obviously would not retreat because of these casualties. They waved their weapons crazily and continued to rush towards the position.

"Fire!" The dwarf thunder gunners and crossbowmen also released their firepower to their heart's content. The triggers of hand crossbows and the bombardment of muskets were densely packed. The three rows of greenskins at the front were harvested continuously, followed by the fourth row. In the fifth row, groups of greenskins kept falling down, and the greenskins behind them continued to rush up on their corpses. As long as they did not hit the vital point, no matter what the injury was, the greenskins ignored them all.

At the same time, the green-skinned Goblin archers and green-skinned archery boys also began to fight back. Due to the strong armor of the dwarves, they aimed at the human army at the forefront, Leonardo's Leopard Regiment.

But this time, they miscalculated.

"Turtle Shield Formation!" Leonardo was a mercenary warlord wearing a golden crown and a golden breastplate. He immediately shouted angrily and signaled the mercenary group to change their formation. The Leopard Regiment soldiers responded loudly, and they quickly formed an alliance. It became a turtle shield formation, and the well-trained Lucini soldiers blocked the shields in front and above. The green-skinned arrows raining from the sky could not damage these battle-experienced soldiers at all, except for the raindrops coming from the shields. Beyond the noise, the soldiers of the Leopard Regiment were coldly preparing to face the powerful enemy.

The dwarf engineers of the Angland clan also quickly noticed the positions composed of Goblin archers and green-skinned archery boys. With the dispatch of dwarf artillery, groups of Goblin archers were directly bombarded. God, the rest were defeated in fear, and only the green-skinned bow and arrow boys were still holding on.

Now the green-skinned waves were approaching.

"Three-line formation!" Leonardo shouted almost immediately, and the Leopards immediately changed their formation quickly to form their most famous three-line formation.

Drawn from the glorious tradition of the Principality of Lucini, the Leopard Regiment soldiers are divided into youth soldiers, adult soldiers and reserve veterans, arranged in the first row, second row, and third row respectively. But even as young soldiers, the Leopard Regiment soldiers still have With extremely rich combat experience, facing the charging Goblins and Orc boys, Leonardo shouted: "Look at this eagle flag, for glory and wealth!"

"Ahhhh!" The young soldier in the first row threw his heavy javelin. Following his movements, the entire first two rows of the Leopard Regiment threw a rain of javelins like a torrential rain, and the sharp spear points penetrated The bodies of the green-skinned boys and the goblins were broken, and many goblins were stabbed through. The huge casualties made many goblins timid, and they hesitated. Only the green-skinned boys continued to charge fearlessly. Their stench The fangs and ferocious green face screamed and roared, and ran into the third line of the Leopard Regiment.

The battle began. The human spears and the dwarf battle axes ruthlessly slashed and cut off the flesh and bones of the greenskins, while the greenskin cleavers and mallets also pried open the seams of plate armor and armor. The green tide started from The army led by Belegar was approaching from three directions, but the dwarves' defense was rock solid, and the dense front line was full of cold and resolute faces of the dwarves.

Belegar stood on the Oath Rune Stone. The dwarf soldiers and even human soldiers around him kept shouting the names of Belegar and Eight Peaks. Their solid front wavered slightly at first when faced with the impact of the greenskin frenzy, but They quickly set up a tight position, armed with hammers and wearing rune vibranium plate armor, the Oath of Angrond's bodyguards swung their giant hammers and smashed all the goblins and green-skinned boys who were close to Belegar to pieces. The simple spears and machetes of the goblins and green-skinned boys are simply unable to break through the defense of the vibranium plate armor, so they will only be harvested.

"Hold it! Soldiers, hold it!" Every time Belegar swung the hammer of Angrond, a green boy or more goblins were smashed into pieces, and the white beard of the King of the Eight Peaks was The iron ring inlaid with golden runes is flying on the battlefield, like a beautiful landscape, blooming among the flowers of blood.

"Death!" Rune Craftsman Slud-Honest deployed his Doomsday Anvil on the battlefield. He took out his forging hammer and hit the surface of the Doomsday Anvil. Several thunderbolts immediately struck the surface of the Doomsday Anvil. Ejected from the surface of the anvil, blasting a group of goblins to pieces.

In this way, the green waves kept hitting the solid reef, but they were never able to shake the solid front of the dwarves.

The battle lasted for twenty minutes, and the goblins began to become timid and frightened. Only the green-skinned boys were still fighting with all their strength. Belegar could feel the sound of the earth shaking. When he smashed the head of a green-skinned boy, The King of Eight Peaks Mountain raised his head. He knew that it was the sound of cavalry galloping.

It's the Goblin Wolf Cavalry! Hundreds of Goblin Wolf Cavalry wanted to sneak attack the dwarves' rear and attack the dwarves' artillery positions through the outflanking tactics used to deal with the dwarves. At the same time, many Goblin chariots and a small number of greenskin warriors rushed towards them. Pigboy!

Belegar smiled cruelly. The greenskin had miscalculated.

My army is not what it used to be.

The pistol cavalry and archers led by Blackheart Rep and General Ivan were immediately ordered to set off. They rushed out and faced the attack of the Goblin Wolf Cavalry and chariots. The pistol cavalry fired muskets and Ugor bows. The cavalry and blockade arrows shot down the goblin wolf cavalry in pieces, and the rest fled screaming. The small number of green-skinned war pig boys could not affect the situation of the battle. They tried to attack Black-hearted Lepp's pistol cavalry. , but the cunning mercenary leader knew how to hit and run. He took advantage of the fact that the war pigs were not good at turning and quickly divided the pistol cavalry into two teams, allowing the war pig boys to pass through the middle, and then there was a burst of After a volley of fire, a small number of war pig boys continued to fall down. Even if the remaining few could get close to the artillery position, they were killed by the prepared artillerymen using hand muskets and hand crossbows.

The Sea Soul Guards were also thrown into the battlefield. The tall Kislev used his strong physique to crush the short goblins, and even fought head-on with the greenskins. The dwarf artillery fired one after another, and the greenskins The losses were heavy, the goblins had begun to abandon their armor and collapsed, and the green-skinned boys were also struggling to hold on.

The Goblin warlord Git Sourweed, who was watching the entire battle from a distance, was riding on a huge warg. He said angrily: "Damn it, damn it, where are the giants and trolls? The group of giants and trolls I arranged Where are the trolls? Aren't they supposed to come out from behind and to the right, smash these bearded enemies and human shrimps into pieces with a stick, and sit on their butts to pieces? And where are the night goblins? Waving their hands Where are the guys with the big iron balls spinning in circles? Where have they gone? Without them, how can we break the defenses of the bearded enemies? Traitor! Traitor, you ate me and escaped!"

"It's not good, it's not good, boss!" At this time, a Goblin Wolf Cavalry riding a warg rushed from a distance. It screamed and shouted: "It's not good! Boss, the giant and troll troops, Also, the Night Goblin tribe was attacked by swarms of canned shrimps, it’s all over, it’s all over!”

"What?" the Goblin Warlord roared in disbelief: "Is it all over?"

"Yes, boss, those canned shrimps rushed over the mountains and fields, attacking the ambushing giants and trolls, as well as the Night Goblin tribe from behind! More than a dozen giants and trolls, as well as those who can spin in circles We are all finished!" The Goblin Wolf Cavalry screamed: "And those canned shrimps are already...already..."

"What's going on?" Kit-Sourwei pinched the wolf cavalry's neck and yelled, "Say it quickly!"

"Already heading towards Junku Castle!"

"What????"

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