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Chapter 750

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PS: This is the second update today.

Skarnik knew very well that although he and his army had a large number of people, they lacked elite troops. If they dared to fight in the field on the great plains, the group of canned shrimps would make them suffer. Therefore, the Battle General of Eight Peaks Mountain had decided to avoid direct combat as much as possible. They would use mobile warfare, protracted warfare, and ambushes to wear down the expeditionary army.

However, after fighting with Skarnik many times, Bellegar Ironhammer was very familiar with the various possible ambushes and routines of the green-skinned warlord. Skarnik's several ambushes did not succeed, but the expeditionary army was also exhausted from the harassment. Skarnik's plan was only half successful.

When they retreated to Valaya's Heartbreak, Skarnik also knew that there was no way out. The green-skinned warlord certainly knew how complicated the Dwarves' underground network was, so he was prepared to fight a decisive battle with Bellegar and his knight allies here.

Although the Dwarves were good at fighting in the tunnel, this was a place where the canned shrimps could not display their cavalry's advantage. Therefore, when the expeditionary army's vanguard entered the tunnel and found the door, the loud noise made Skarnik feel that there was an opportunity.

Now, thousands of green and black goblins formed a wave and approached. The flag of the Demonic Moon tribe fluttered in the depths of the tunnel. The flag was hung with the skulls and beards of the dwarves. Skarnik held the Sword of Skarnik in his hand, followed by his beloved goblins, and entered the battlefield.

The number of goblins was almost endless. They entered the ancestral hall with the help of several Anaknarei spiders. The pungent smell filled the entire ancestral hall. Their number was uncountable. After filling the vision of the expeditionary army, there was still an endless number of green-skinned soldiers entering the battlefield from the distant entrance.

"Prepare for battle! Knights! Dismount! " Leon immediately made a decision and ordered the knights to dismount and fight. In the deep and narrow underground network, the knights had to dismount.

"For Bellegar, for Eight Peaks Mountain, for Granny and Valaya! Warriors of Ba Feng Mountain, it's time to settle the score! " Bellegar also loudly ordered the dwarves to prepare for battle. Behind them was the legendary ancestral tunnel. Bellegar had already felt the call of the Lord God. Valaya's divine power was pervading the middle of the ancient tunnel, and the dwarves' Mother Goddess master runes were shining. All the dwarves present could hear the whispers of the Mother Goddess.

The morale of the dwarves was high.

At the same time, Laing immediately said to Veronica, "Send a message to Kalad immediately. Tell him to lead the troops and come to support us!"

"Got it." Veronica immediately began transmitting the message.

With their backs against the Gate of Valaya, Bellegar's Dwarven Army was in the middle, Laing's three serf infantry regiments, a team of rangers, three battalions of the Old Guard, and several teams of knights were in the left wing, while the right wing was made up of Blackheart Reppu's Independent Regiment, Kislöw's Sea Soul Guards, Leonardo's Leopard Regiment, Ugor's Mounted Archers led by General Ivan, and a team of Sea God Knights led by Fedmond.

The war had begun.

At first, thousands of goblins began to die. These goblins were wearing tattered clothes or leather armor, and they only held short swords or spears in their hands. Their numbers were almost uncountable. When the dwarven cannons roared, when the serf crossbowmen and dwarven crossbowmen crazily poured down a rain of arrows, and when the musketeers fired at these goblins, these goblins continued to advance under Skarnik's command.

The storm of lead bullets could not stop the attack of the Dark Moon tribe. Skarnik cruelly signaled for all the goblins to continue attacking. On the other hand, the elite Anaknarei Spiders and Black Orcs, several green-skinned big bosses, and Skarnik's personal guards, the Dark Goblins of the Eight Peaks Mountain stopped in place, waiting for the battle to begin.

"Today, these bearded enemies and canned shrimps will all die here!" Skarnik's face had a twisted smile. "Go! All of you, charge! " Waaaagh!”

"Waaaaagh!" Countless Goblins rushed forward, knowing that they were courting death.

But if they didn't, Skarnik would let them know what was worse than death.

That was being dismembered by a group of Skarks.

Guns roared and arrows rained down. Ranger Astell was about to lead the Emerald Winds to shoot, but Laing immediately stopped him. "Astell, save your ammunition!"

"Alright." Astell had no choice but to put away his Starfire Bow and wait anxiously.

Muskets, longbows, and crossbows were very effective in stopping the attack of the green-skinned goblins. Just the goblins that rushed over cost more than 5000 goblins on the road. The road from the entrance of the ancestral hall to the expeditionary army was covered with goblin corpses.

Even so, it wasn't enough to stop Skarnik and his Demonic Moon Tribe. When the first Goblin rushed to the front of the Dwarf army and was smashed in the head by Belega's Dwarf Patriarch Brock Northstar, more Goblins braved the cannons and Accordion cannons and rushed to the front of the Axe Serf Regiment and Leonardo's Leopard Regiment. The expeditionary army knew that if they wanted to defeat the Green Dwarfs, they had to use their swords and axes.

The bloody battle began. Countless goblins rushed forward. The humans and the dwarves united together to resist the attack of the green-skinned goblins.

"Hey, damn green-skinned goblins! Die! " Brock Northstar held an axe in one hand and a shield in the other. This Dwarf Patriarch fought alone at the front line. Dozens of goblins rushed to him and his Northstar Axe Regiment. The Iron Crusher Warriors were experts in tunnel warfare and underground warfare. They wore Meteoric Iron Plate Armor and held a round shield in their hands. They lined up in several rows. The runic heavy armor could withstand the crude weapons of the goblins, and the battle axes in their hands could easily kill these weak goblins.

Dozens of goblins rushed into the ranks of the Dwarven army and were slaughtered within a few minutes. However, more and more goblins rushed over. Brock Northstar waved his battle axe and looked up.

Skarnik was just outside the range of the Dwarves' cannons.

"Damn it! Damn it! " Brock Northstar knew that the Dwarves would not be able to charge in front of Skarnik. He could only wave his battle axe and continue fighting.

Just like that, Belegar's army firmly resisted the attacks of the green-skinned goblins. With Valaya's power and Belegar's call, the green-skinned goblins were unable to take a single step forward and suffered heavy losses.

"Hold on! For the Lady, for the Brittany! " The left wing of the expedition army was the strongest. Laing personally waved Mjolnir at the front line. With every move of the Knight King, several goblins were sent flying into the air or smashed into pieces. Veronica and Olica chanted spells one after another. Black lightning and firestorm engulfed the goblins, burning them into disgusting charcoal. The axes and spears of the serfs began to show signs of casualties. However, Laing did not seem to have any intention of ordering the Old Guard to join the battle. Instead, he sternly ordered the serfs to not take a single step back. Anyone who disobeyed would be killed. "Soldiers, fight! Who wants to be promoted? Who wants to be an honorable freedman or an Old Guard? "

"Ahhhh! For the Lady! " With the king personally shouting from the frontline, the serfs burst into cheers of excitement. The front line was stabilized.

The right wing was also defended by Leonardo's Leopard Regiment and Kislöw's Sea Soul Guards. These mercenaries once pushed back the green-skinned army. Fedmond immediately ordered the army to not advance rashly. This disappointed the mercenaries who were in high spirits. However, they soon discovered that the green-skinned goblins did not need to chase after them at all. An endless stream of goblins was constantly rushing to their deaths.

Despite the heavy casualties, Skarnik remained calm. The Eight Peaks Mountain general even laughed when he saw the green-skinned army suffering heavy losses.

Skarnik calculated in his heart that it would take about five more waves of attacks.

In this way, the fierce battle lasted for several hours. At first, the expeditionary army had the upper hand, but as time passed, the situation began to tilt towards Skarnik. The goblin cannon fodder of the Demonic Moon tribe were as numerous as carps crossing the river. Every death of the dwarves and humans reduced their numbers a little.

After several hours of hard fighting, the flames of anger in the hearts of the dwarves gradually extinguished. They became quiet and just silently waved their weapons against the enemy. Under the leadership of Belegar, the dwarven army stood in front of the Gate of Valaya like a stubborn rock, resisting any attacks.

"Hehe, the shrimps can't hold on any longer." Skarnik observed the battle situation.

However, the human army was different. After several hours of hard fighting, the human army on both sides began to suffer heavy casualties, and their formation gradually scattered.

In the human army on the left wing, the Old Guard had been forced to join the battle. They were responsible for supporting the serf infantry that had suffered heavy casualties. Laing personally led a large number of foot knights to consolidate the front line. Except for a few Grail Knights, most of the humans were already panting. After several hours of continuous fighting, they were tired, hungry, and exhausted.

The mercenaries on the right wing were also reaching their limits. Leonardo even issued a final desperate order. "Go to the Triarii!"

The Leopard Regiment's third line of veteran soldiers also joined the battle. The bitter battle continued. Blackheart Reaper and Durant were fighting a bloody battle together. The two Legend rank experts were already panting for breath. Seeing his own independent regiment suffer disastrous losses, Blackheart Reaper could feel his heart bleeding.

"It's about time." Skarnik waved his Sword of Skarnik. "Get ready!"

"Woo, woo, woo …" The horns of the green-skinned creatures resounded throughout the battlefield. Five Anaknarei Giant Spiders carried five large groups of Dark Night Goblins. A large group of green-skinned big bosses led an even more shocking number of green-skinned kids and prepared to join the battle.

"Wait a little longer … Wait a little longer …" Skarnik carefully judged the changes in the battle situation. "Wait a little longer. Wait until the canned shrimps start to retreat, then attack!"

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom boom! "

Accompanied by the sizzling sound of black lightning and the destructive green light, the entire eastern rock wall of the Dwarf Ancestral Hall was completely shattered in an earth-shattering explosion. Accompanied by a blazing white light, five Storm Rats rushed out of the smoking hole in the rock wall and joined the battle. They raised the Dimension Stone Flamethrowers and Dimension Stone Machine Guns in their hands and fired at the human and dwarf armies on the right wing at the same time!

Following behind the five Storm Rats was a tsunami of rats made up of clan rats and slave rats! Several Dimension Lightning Cannons were aimed at the green skin and human army respectively. A single shot would create a large pit and a dozen melted corpses.

The War God of Eight Peaks Mountain, the right claw of the Skaven ratmen of the Moss clan, Headhunter -Quake, held two swords in his hands and led him and his Storm Rat personal guards, the Scarlet Hunter Legion, into the battlefield!

“yes,yes~”

"Bearded things, canned things, green things, all of them, die!"

"Skaven is the ruler of the world!"

"Everyone will know how powerful Quake is!"

But at the same time, a loud horn sounded from the west side of the ancestral hall.

Another army had also arrived!

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