Chapter 1299: The Greenskin One Step Ahead
"In the first step, the greenskin bombed the dwarf position and delayed a gap. It was a good judgment."
Imrik nodded with praise. This result was not difficult to predict. The greenskins had only two options: block the entrance to the canyon, or rely on the terrain advantage to continue to consume the number of coalition forces.
Kurt looked a little embarrassed. Maybe he was a little relieved to score a point, but this was not a good thing for the situation.
The two of them are waiting for news from the front line. If they want to judge the greenskins' next move, they must first know the decision of Karl and Thorgreen.
In order to take care of the timeliness of this game, several giant eagles stood on the mountain peaks to perform the duties of Asu Yan's family members.
As Gross looked weird and listened to the low cry of the eagle on his shoulder, he pushed the two gryphon flags representing Rick's territory toward the inside of the canyon. Kurt's expression became more and more miserable, coupled with Imrik's laughter. , which fully proves the different mentality of the participants and the theatergoers.
The Phoenix King rubbed the gravel and commented on this action without any disguise.
"It seems that Karl is very relieved about the dwarves. He chose to continue deeper instead of immediately providing cover to the dwarves, assisting Thor Green to advance... Next step, Kurt, you still have two chances."
Kurt was silent for a while, then put a war pig chess piece into the sand table: "Next, the green-skinned cavalry will pass through this gap and attack both wings of the empire, and then..."
"That's against the rules, Kurt."
Following Imrik's reminder, Kurt put down the hand that pinched the goblin chess piece. The battle situation was still within control. I am more familiar with the situation in the old world than the Phoenix King, and I can definitely predict the correct outcome.
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Thorgrin frowned, and the greenskin's shelling continued to fire at the dwarves, which indeed caused some trouble.
But this trouble is not fatal. The meteorite plate armor is enough to offset most of the impact, and the rune shield of the Eternal Guard can easily withstand the bombardment.
Only the dwarf militia was recruited and lacked experience in dealing with shelling in wild battlefields, so they were a little panicked at first.
The only disgusting thing was that the greenskins threw a large number of poisonous mushroom bombs, which seriously affected their ability to move.
The bombardment lasted for a long time, and a large number of stones, siege crossbows, and javelins... had almost no effect under Tiemei's steel guardian rune.
Only toxins are difficult to resolve with rune magic.
"How many people were injured."
Bloxson looks a little funny wearing a gas mask. He is not an old school. He must be extremely well prepared for the battlefield. This fully reflects the rigor of an engineer and does not trust anything except machinery.
"One hundred and twenty-three people were injured and were eroded by mushroom toxins. I have notified the people of the empire to send them out of the canyon."
Thorgreen nodded to express his understanding. Even though he knew that such a rescue would slow down the flow of troops, he still made this choice.
The lives of dwarves are precious, and if Karl Franz cannot understand this, he is not a qualified emperor.
"Let Agrim fool the injured butcher. I cannot tolerate the dwarves seeking a glorious death in a state that disrespects Grimnir's all-out fighting."
Looking for any excuse, Thorgreen dismissed those mustaches who complained enough. He respected the existence of the butcher, but it did not mean that he liked it.
If possible, he would prefer these mustaches who lack fighting talent and complete the butcher's oath on the first target they hunt, to stay in the mines and workshops honestly and contribute to the race.
Wondering how long the greenskins could keep bombing, Thorgrin didn't want humans to be the first to step through the gates of Karak Dreadnaught.
At this moment, the rapid sound of the horn came from the front, the unique roar of the wild boar, and the roar of the green-skinned spiked roller chariot, all of which made the Supreme King's expression change.
Bloxson took a sip of saliva under the gas mask with disdain: "Morkin's wrench, I thought these greenskins had some tactical acumen just now. It turned out that they were counting on the artillery bombardment to make the dwarves fall into chaos, and then rely on the cavalry to attack, right? ”
This is in line with the dwarves' impression of the greenskins. These guys will be the first to fight with those who can fight. In their eyes, iron stacks are much more powerful than bean sprouts.
Without the High King's order, the Eternal Guards, who had been bombarded for a long time, stood firm and raised their shields to meet the greenskin's impact.
Behind the sturdy rune shield are hundreds of hatred-reckoning sledgehammers, and the Butcher's battle ax carrying wrath.
With the help of enchanted glasses, Broxson saw the greenskins in the distance, especially the oversized goblin standing on the giant chariot pulled by four wargs.
Except for the goblin's unique big nose, which makes the Pot-Belly King somewhat recognizable, Bloxon almost mistook him for a green-skinned ogre at first glance.
"Your Majesty, the Pot-Belly King Gulu has appeared."
"Very good..." Thorgrim clenched the Ax of Grimnir. He was no different from the former High King in battle, eager to conquer and liquidate. The death of a green-skinned warlord was a symbol of the power of the High King. .
The greenskins arrived quickly, and the dwarves stood firm. Imrik had proposed in advance that the cavalry should charge first to open up the situation in order to limit the greenskins' range of action.
However, this plan feels a bit nonsense, not to mention that it is difficult to transfer the gray mountain war horses, and the cavalry who dare to charge into the organized infantry...
Well, the Phoenix King does have the confidence. He has the most elite cavalry corps of the three elves, but the empire, which is the main force, will naturally not use precious knights to fill such a meaningless front.
This resulted in the coalition forces entering the canyon lacking even mobility, except for a light cavalry responsible for emergency support and reconnaissance at the beginning.
Thorgrin watched the big-bellied King Gulu turn the chariot and rush towards the human flank. In addition to throwing a bunch of long beards of the dwarves of Karak Fearless Fort on the ground as a provocation, there were only traces left by wheels and pig trotters.
But the dwarves were powerless to do anything about it. They still bombarded with a lot of artillery fire, and the Eternal Guards had to hold on.
Burning with anger, this is the state of Thorgrin... and Agrim.
Thorgrin was still able to endure this humiliation and ordered his subordinates to continue to move forward, but when Agrim, who was furious, saw the orange beards in the open space, flames were already coming out of his eyes.
The Butcher King pushed aside the Kadrin Oath Warrior who was trying to persuade him to stop him, raised a magic stone he carried with him, and roared at the person on the other end.
"Bokakiri, I know you must be waiting with Hazerslev in the rear, let it take me to the greenskin position."
Bokakiri on the other end stretched out his palm to avoid the roar hurting his ears.
The Flame Knight looked helpless. Not only are you looking for death yourself, but you are also looking for death for me and the dragon. How can you force an airdrop to board under artillery bombardment?
"Agrim, calm down. You can't turn the situation around by yourself. It will only make the situation more complicated..."
"In Nagaryth, you owe me a life!"
The Butcher King's roar proved the bitterness of the Flame Knight. He shook his head and put the magic stone into the dragon saddle, and nodded to the war lord to express his apology.
The Caledor Knight regarded honor and commitment as more important than life. Since Agrim made a request, he could not refuse.
Eltharion shook his head slightly, thinking that now was not the best time for the dragons to appear.
The Flameborn Knight brought only six dragons to the Old World. In addition to the dragons that assisted the Giant Horned Viper in exterminating the ratmen in the Gray Mountains, this was the entire air force of the elves.
"Stormwing and I will send Agrim to his battle... Bokaqiri, don't act rashly."
Bokaqiri made a gesture of thanks to the war lord. Eltharion was proficient in magic, and Stormwing was much faster than the dragons...
Although it was a bit strange for the elven commander to take the lead and might be attacked by the greenskins, the Flameborn Knight thought that this would not be a big problem. (End of this chapter)