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Aralos rode his stag in the lead, galloping all the way towards the gate of the outpost. The scimitar and spear in his hands flipped back and forth, cutting all the Skaven Ratmen on the road into pieces.
Aralos's loyal personal guard of the Wood Elf Queen Alaire, the Taras Hawks, followed behind him, advancing with indomitable will. They used their shields and spears to advance all the way, leaving the bodies of the Skaven Ratmen all along the way.
Following closely behind the Taras Hawks was a team of woodland guards, the "Grey Guard". This was the personal guard of Aralos as the Lord of the Tarsyn Woodland.
"Retreat! Retreat to the outpost! " Aralos could vaguely hear the dwarves cursing, which made the Wood Elf hero blush. After making the decision, Aralos felt a little regretful, but he quickly convinced himself that he and his army were protecting all the supplies at the outpost!
That's right, that's it!
Just as Aralos found a good excuse for himself, he and his stag had already rushed through the gate of the outpost.
The whole outpost was engulfed in flames, and the defenders left behind in the outpost were engaged in a fierce street battle with the Skaven Ratmen.
Aralos had just rushed to the gate and was about to take over the command, ordering all the defenders to listen to his orders, when the Wood Elf hero suddenly found several capture nets flying towards him!
Aralos used his spear to pry the capture nets away. When he rushed into the outpost, something whistled towards him. This time, it was five or six Dimension Stone sniper bullets!
The Dimension Stone bullets easily broke through the armor on the stag's body. Aralos's mount whined and rolled to the ground, along with the Wood Elf hero. Aralos rolled forward and fell off the stag, his body covered in snow and mud. The green antler helmet given by Lilith also fell to the ground. Before he could get up, a large group of Storm Rats surrounded him.
"Pointy ears! Diedie! "Headhunter Quirk appeared and commanded everyone," Kilkil! All of them! "
In the distance, Skaven's armed squads were divided into two groups. Each of the squads consisted of a shooter and a loader. They were armed with evil weapons made of various arcane and filthy technology. The engineering sorcerers hiding behind the shield were holding long-barreled rifles. They were the ones who had just shot the bullets. The thunderous volley had killed Aralos's beloved stag mount and put him in danger.
Head Hunter Quake's general, Sauk Stacker, approached with a sinister grin. Behind him was a large group of Storm Rats with halberds in their hands.
Yesyes！ He wanted the elves today, diedie! Sauk Stacker brandished his saber and approached quickly.
Aralos knelt on one knee. The Wood Elf hero's eyes were filled with anger. His originally clean and white face was now covered in snow and mud. This made him feel humiliated. He was the glorious champion of Aleil's Chosen of God. Since the Skaven Ratmen insisted on tasting his strength, then come at me!
The Wood Elf hero first stabbed his scimitar and spear into the snow. In the face of more than a dozen Storm Rats approaching, he was not afraid in the face of danger. He quickly took out the big bow on his back. Aralos took out five arrows from the quiver in one breath, drew the bow, nocked the string, and shot them together, "Kunos's Strength!"
Five arrows pierced through the sky and shot directly toward the Dimension Stone Snatching Team in the distance as if they had a life of their own. They automatically bypassed the defense of the Skaven Ratmen in the air and directly hit the eyes of the Warlock Engineers behind the weapons team. The arrows penetrated their skulls and the five Warlock Engineers were killed instantly.
"Lilith, watch over me!" Aralos swiftly pulled out the quiver from his back. The arrows containing the blessing of Kunos and the power of Azeroth's Starfire turned into meteors and shot towards the group of Skaven Dimensional Stone robbers. All the engineering Warlocks of the dozen weapons teams were killed by Kunos' arrows that pierced through the eye slits of their helmets and into their skulls. No one survived.
This process only lasted for three seconds. Aralos, who had emptied the quiver, immediately put away his big bow and picked up his saber and spear again. He held the saber in one hand and the spear in the other and began his performance while surrounded by the Storm Rats.
Slash, slash, stab, sweep, pick, twist, hit, poke, and push. The dozen or so Storm Rats besieging Aralos were all killed by the wood elf hero's terrifying spear skills and exquisite skills. Aralos then turned around and swept the spear in his hand around, cutting off the heads of three Storm Rats. Then, he pushed the spear forward and directly pierced the chest of the Skaven Warlord Sauk Stacker through the gap of the armor.
At this time, the smile on the Skaven Warlord's face had not disappeared. He looked at the spear that pierced his chest in disbelief. He could not believe that he had failed before he even made a move.
Aralos coldly turned his wrist, and Sauk Stacker's body was instantly torn in half. Then, the wood elf hero continued to slaughter the Storm Rats. After the Skaven Ratmen paid the price of dozens of Storm Rats, they still could not get close to Aralos. Headhunter Quake had to personally come out and fight with Aralos. The Warlord of the Eight Peaks Mountain and Aleil's Chosen Champion were evenly matched. The Dwarven Slayer and the spear clashed back and forth.
"Protect the commander! For Esoloron! " At this time, the Taras Hawks finally arrived. This elite army charged straight into the Storm Rat army and clashed with Headhunter Quake's personal guards, the Scarlet Hunters, and the Stacker Knights. Meanwhile, the wood elf army behind them was still continuously entering the battlefield.
At first, the Storm Rats were able to rely on their courage and Quake's personal aura to fight the Taras Hawks evenly. However, how could the Skaven Ratmen be a match for these wood elf warriors who were easily over a thousand years old? As the battle between Quake and Aralos reached a stalemate, the Storm Rats were unable to resist the fierce attacks of the wood elves. Groups of Storm Rats fell one after another.
Headhunter Quake's heart bled when he saw this scene. Every single member of the Scarlet Hunters was an elite that he had spent countless efforts to nurture and promote. Yet, they had all died just like that. There were also the Storm Rats and the engineering warlocks that Aralos had shot to death. Which one of them was not the backbone of the Moss clan? Seeing these elites die here, Quake felt like his heart was about to break into pieces.
With more than half of the Scarlet Hunters and the Stacker Knights dead or injured, Headhunter Quake made a prompt decision. He relied on his Dimensional Stone plate armor to block Aralos' scimitar. The scimitar also failed to break through the Dimensional Stone plate armor, but this blow sent Quake flying. Headhunter Quake immediately signaled for the Plague Clan's Miasma Warriors to come forward. He also ordered his elite troops who had suffered heavy losses to immediately retreat.
He did not want to use his own elites as stepping stones for the success of the green race!
"Don't even think about running away. For the love of Lilith, die!" Aralos was still chasing after them, but the Skaven Ratmen immediately threw a large number of plague gas bombs, forcing Aralos and the Taras Hawks to not dare to come forward. However, the Grey Guards came forward and fired wave after wave at the Miasma Warriors. The Plague Clan's Miasma Warriors were hit by the arrows and fell to the ground one after another. Headhunter Quake was so angry that smoke came out of his head. "No! No more fighting ~ No more fighting ~! We retreat ~ Retreat ~! Break break break! Gogo！ Save our strength ~ Save our strength! "
“yesyes！” Quake's elite troops, which had suffered more than half of their casualties, hastily retreated, leaving behind only a large group of cannon fodder to delay the enemy. These slave rats and clan rats were quickly slaughtered by the wood elves. Aralos immediately gathered the remaining garrison troops of the outpost and ordered them to defend the place.
The stream outpost was successfully defended.
At the same time, Quake withdrew all of his Storm Rat army and other elite troops to preserve his strength and only sent out cannon fodder. The pressure on the dwarves instantly lessened. The white dwarf led the remaining knights and dwarves to sweep through the Skaven army that was coming from the side. He single-handedly killed five Rat Trolls, then cut the Skaven warlord Lick Skinner in half from the top of his skull with his axe. The Skaven rat army was once again routed, and countless rats screamed as they fled for their lives.
The dwarves were able to concentrate on dealing with the onslaught of the Green Skin army.
On the other side, the knights were also fighting fiercely with the enemy. They were not attacked by the Skaven Ratmen, but the ogres were already hungry and tired after a few hours of fighting. The ogres, who had lost more than half of their men and were uncomfortably hungry, gave up fighting. They shouted that the contract was over, took away a large pile of corpses, and directly left the boundary of Eight Peaks Mountain, intending to find a place to have a barbecue.
The pressure on the knights was greatly reduced, allowing Laing to send out 500 extra knights and their squires to support Belega. Skarnik shouted angrily when he saw this. He immediately sent a messenger to have Gus Big Stomach lead the ogre army to continue the attack. At this time, Ogre Tyrant Gus Big Stomach had just fought a great battle with Kalad. His mount had already been beheaded by Kalad, and one of his arms had been blown off by the expeditionary army's magic crystal cannon, "Morgiana's New Toy". Seeing such a great loss, he unilaterally announced that the employment contract was over!
If you want to continue to enjoy our services, you will have to pay twice the original price! If you are full, continue.
How could Skarnik pay twice the original price? Just like that, the Big Stomach tribe began to retreat, and soon disappeared into the east.
"My king! The ogres are retreating! " One order after another came to Laing. The king had just smashed a green-skinned warlord into a meat patty with his hammer. He raised his hand and released several storms of spiritual energy to cover the nearby battlefield. He then pulled the reins and signaled his griffin, Impris, to take off.
Impris reluctantly tore the head of a green-skinned warlord with his claws and took off. The king began to observe the battle from the air. He immediately noticed that the damned wood elves had retreated. Laing was so angry that he clenched his teeth. He expected the wood elves to be timid in such a fierce battle, but he did not expect Aralos to retreat so quickly and resolutely. The Skaven Ratmen and their motley crew were able to catch the dwarves off guard!
In fact, if Aralos could have held on for a while longer, how could the Skaven Ratmen compare to the wood elves? They could only retreat and self-destruct. But in such a short time, Aralos could not hold on!
Bastard! See how Lilith will deal with you later!
The king once again summoned a lightning bolt to destroy two green-skinned warlords. He landed on the ground again. At this time, his newly promoted Count Ryan, Julian Cajon, rushed over from behind. "My king! We should launch a charge now, a full charge, and defeat the green-skinned warlords in one fell swoop! "
"Wait, wait." Laing immediately shook his head. "We can't move. We can't move now."
"Why?" Julian asked in confusion. He once again swung his sword and cut down two green-skinned warlords.
"Stay still like a mountain, because a mountain will not move!" Laing roared. "Wait for the right time. Skarnik still hasn't sent the elite Black Orcs and Night Goblins into the battlefield, so we can't move either. At this time, whoever moves first loses!"
"Understood!" Julian shouted. He swung his sword and beheaded a green-skinned warlord along with a goblin beside him. At this time, a black crow suddenly appeared on the horizon. It cawed and flew towards Belega.
In front of Belega, there was a pile of goblin and orc corpses. Many of the green-skinned warlords had their heads blown off. The King of Eight Peak Mountain's eyes were as hard as steel. He constantly made his enemies pay a heavy price. The runestone under him was shining, and so was his body.
At this time, the black crow appeared in Belega's sight. It landed on Belega's shoulder. "Caw!"
"The end of Skarnik has arrived." Belega saw this and revealed a cruel smile. He raised his head and looked at Laing's side, towards the hillside in the north.
The light of the sun flickered on the battlefield. Clearly, there was something blocking the sunlight. The thunderous sound of a horn sounded from the other side of the hillside, one after another.
The long sound of the horn resounded through the valley. The intense battle on the battlefield attracted the attention of the Dwarves. The Dwarves recognized whose horn it was. Cheers and roars resounded throughout the Dwarven army. The green-skinned warlords were bewildered. Clearly, this was not their horn!
The loud sound of the horn and the noisy roars of the green-skinned warlords were gradually drowned out by the sound of marching iron boots, the clanking of chainmail, and the sound of hammers and axes hitting shields.
A new army appeared on the hillside in the north of the battlefield!
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