Chapter 626 - Who's Wrong More

"Damn it!"

Famine was standing on Beamon's head, and when Beamon fell, he also fell into the snow, so he kept jumping, using the stones that were also falling as a foothold, and moved up quickly.

He didn't expect that the Scandinavian coalition would actually play these tricks in this abandoned trap, let alone such a straight hook fishing, and Beamon would be so stupidly hooked.

But this seemingly fast speed is actually very slow, and the surrounding stones that are the lower focus are on a downward trend, and from above, there are still stones and gnolls falling downward, causing him a lot of trouble.

The gnolls on the ground suffered huge losses, and then the Scandinavian coalition rushed out of the city with cheers, slashing at the surrounding enemies, just as the three mammoths had fallen to their deaths on the previous occasion.

No, it should be said that their morale is even stronger now than then, the terrible mountain-like beast has fallen into their trap and disappeared from the face of the earth, and the remaining enemies are not a problem, they have enough confidence to defeat them.

The gnolls collapsed again, not retreating, but collapsing, faster than usual, and the White Bears tried their best to prevent this collapse, but the effect was indeed very limited.

Using violence to contain the collapse will only make the order more chaotic, and the already demented gnolls have begun to attack the white bears, no, not just the bears, anything in their way is within their range.

"Let the mammoth go into battle, hurry, this is your chance!"

The plague cried on the side, of course he was worried about Beamon and Famine who fell into the trap, but if it was just an ordinary trap, it would not be able to do any damage to Beamon and Famine, unless there was a second set of traps in that trap, and there was a strong man waiting in it, attacking Famine when it was isolated.

If they could, the Scandinavian coalition would like to do this, with a strong man lying in ambush under the trap and waiting until the enemy is injured by the fall, and then force a one-on-one confrontation.

The armies on the ground, taking advantage of the enemy's confusion, launched a charge, disrupting the opponent's formation, causing the defeated soldiers of the opposing side to turn around and storm the barracks, so as to completely defeat the Atila army.

Of course, the Attenavians would not act in a Scandinavian script, when the Scandinavian army rushed out of the city, scattering the Gnoll's forces and dispersing them as they intended to storm the Attevaan army's camp.

The previous hidden mammoths began to attack under the orders of the plague, and it has to be said that the judgment of famine is very accurate, and it has an incomparably accurate sense of smell on the battlefield.

Although the Mammoths were still afraid that the Scandinavian Coalition would still be ready, that the trap was waiting for them, that they would fall into the trap like the three Mammoths and Beamon before them, they had to carry out the orders of the plague, no matter what, and they had to carry them out.

In front of them, not the white bear man wrapped in a tin can, or the jackal who was fleeing in panic, was mercilessly kicked away by the mammoth, trampled, and rushed straight out of a bloody path, and continued to rush towards the Scandinavian warriors.

The Scandinavians did not think about this situation at all, they did not expect that in such a disadvantage, even Beamon had fallen into the trap and temporarily left the battlefield, the commander of the other side did not withdraw his troops, but continued to invest in combat effectiveness.

However, it was precisely because they did not expect that they were able to win by surprise, and the unsuspecting Scandinavians were swept out of the bloody path by the mammoth, and they did not rush into the second line of defense built by the Scandinavians, but galloped back and forth on the edge of the cave, those slightly wide ground.

Mammoths are indeed a terrifying existence that can be called a strategic weapon in war, not only used to destroy city walls during sieges, but also have incomparably terrifying power in terms of destroying formations.

The gnolls calmed down, they are such creatures, they are easy to panic, and they are easy to calm down, they look at the ten mammoths that are raging in the field, their whole bodies are stiff, and they dare not make any other movements.

It is impossible to retreat, and retreating at this time is not like just now, but there is no way to re-enter the battlefield, and now going in will only be attacked and routed by the mammoth with the Scandinavians.

"Don't stay out and let your troops kill the enemies who have been scattered, Hogg, and don't tell me you can't even do something that simple. ”

The plague turned to Hogg and ordered, there was no respect in his tone, this was a habit, it was a habit that was difficult to change, and the plague felt that he was already very merciful, if it was a famine, it would definitely be for the gnolls to enter the battlefield regardless of losses and attack the Scandinavians.

Hogg replied in a low voice, he had no way to refute the order of the plague, not to mention that the order of the plague was indeed much more merciful than the famine, just to fight the periphery, not to enter the center of the battle.

Gohm fell into an embarrassing situation again, he didn't expect that the other party would actually throw the mammoth at this time, and now he can't do it if he wants to retreat, retreat means that the city gate needs to be opened and the drawbridge down, which means that when the army retreats, the enemy can easily attack the city.

Even if it is the second line of defense, in fact, Gohm does not care very much, he never thinks that with these walls and defenses can stop the enemy's advance, but if he can, he hopes to use these to consume the enemy's living force as much as possible, so that when the final white-knuckle battle is carried out, more losses can be reduced, and a simpler victory can be obtained.

The reason has been said many times before, Gomm is not only thinking about how to win, but also about what happens after the victory, the Siegel who has been safe and stable in the rear and has not made any moves, but it is not normal at all, which is very different from his impression of Siegel.

"Lord Gorm, what should I do?"

The herald next to him asked without a master.

"Don't rush, it's expected. ”

Gohm said calmly, of course this was a situation he expected, but he couldn't say that, he had to show a calm appearance outside, after all, if even he couldn't calm down, the warriors below would panic.

"What about the Treants, do they still have the strength to attack?"

Gohm asked, he didn't count on the giants anymore, and when he turned around, he could see the pale giants who were sweating profusely and fell to the ground, their previous throws had consumed all their strength, and there was no way to join the battle at least for a short time.

"Some ......"

"Let them use the same method as Beamon to attack those mammoths, mammoths are not Beamon, compared to attacks that are ineffective, not necessarily against mammoths. ”

"But...... Our fighters are still outside. ”

"I know, I know, I know, but this is not the time to think about this, I believe that with the eyes of the Valkyries, our warriors can successfully overcome whatever difficulties they face, and they have that ability, they are all warriors who can enter Valhalla. ”

Gohm comforted and said, although it sounded very unreliable, pinning his hopes on the gods who could not interfere with the main plane in the face, but this was indeed no way, the charge that was originally intended to expand the results of the battle, and the charge that wanted to be the last straw that broke the camel's back became a precursor to failure, and he did not allow such a thing to happen.

Soon, Gorm's order reached the ears of the Treants by the heralds, who were very resistant to such orders, they were simple and kind people who could not watch their companions being hurt by themselves.

Eventually, however, the Treants were persuaded by a simple method, telling them that if they didn't, more people would die here, the coalition would be defeated, and the brutal Attila would rule the region completely, giving the people an irresistible and brutal oppression.

Huge vines emerged from the ice and began to wrap around the mammoth's limbs, and although they were quickly torn off by the mammoth's own strength, the speed of the mammoth's charge was indeed reduced.

The Scandinavians were finally able to dodge the slowing mammoth, and they also tried to climb onto the mammoth, attacking the behemoths with their weapons, and completing the miracles that Beowulf had done.

The idea is very naΓ―ve, so it can't succeed at all, the weapon in their hands is indeed an excellent weapon carefully crafted by the dwarves, but it is still much worse than the two red swords in Beowulf's hands, and it can't break through the mammoth's skin at all, cut through the fat underneath, and really hurt the mammoth's body.

It is true that the mammoth is not Bimon, nor is it as powerful as Bimon, but these Scandinavians are also not giants, nor do they have the huge body and great strength of giants.

"Do we have any troops to throw into the battlefield?"

Gorm asked the herald next to him loudly, hoping to get some good news from the other party.

"Yes, our mammoths haven't been put into the battlefield yet, and the same is true for the snow monsters, oh yes, the elves are waiting for the trolls to enter the battlefield, so they are not involved in the war. ”

"Let those elves continue to pay attention to the battlefield, their targets and opponents are only trolls, I don't want to have to deal with those elusive sorcery of trolls at this time, and the snow monsters have also put them on standby for the time being, and it is not yet time for them to play, let them remember the orders I gave them. ”

"Well, okay. ”

"Mammoth...... Well, let those mammoths enter the battlefield, the other side is their kindred, I think they have a way to bring me victory. ”

"Yes, I see. ”

The herald nodded, and galloped towards where the mammoth was, with Gorm's orders.

Looking at the smaller and smaller, herald's back, a little melancholy crept up on Gorm's face...... He didn't know if it was right to give the order to let the mammoths participate in the war at this time, because the mammoths were a very simple race, although they were persuaded by the snow mountain druids to join the war because they wanted to protect their territory, but whether they were willing to fight their own people, Gorm was still unsure.

In fact, Gohm is too worried, although the mammoth and the mammoth are of the same race, it does not mean that they are related by blood, the mammoth here lives in the Norwegian mountains of Scandinavia, and the mammoth in the Atila army is more from the Ural Mountains, although they are both mammoths, but in essence they are two very different races.

Just as in the grassland, the same jackals are likely to fight each other, and have a continuous hatred for the year, the mammoth will not have the slightest mercy for those who invade their territory, even if they are of the same race.

There are not many mammoths in the Scandinavian coalition, only seven, and the number is three less than the other side, which is at a disadvantage, but because they live in the Norwegian mountains all year round, and live with dragons and giants, these mammoths are superior in combat effectiveness.

The mammoths entered the battlefield through the special passage specially reserved for them on the city wall, and each selected a target to attack directly, their goal was to choose from the weakest to the smallest, giving priority to the weakest few of the opponent, the smallest few mammoths to clear out of the battlefield, and then turn around to attack the others, erasing the difference in numbers between the two sides.

They are not fighting alone, the Treants are doing their best to contain the other party's mammoths, so that the other party cannot use their rights to fight, if they can complete the goal in a short time and defeat the opponent's mammoth troops, then Gohm's strategic plan can continue to be implemented.

With the mammoth taking the lead in the charge, he attacked Atila's military camp with the rout, and the momentum was like a rainbow, killing the opponent's army in one go, burning the opponent's military camp, and solving this war, which has lasted for almost a month.

As for Atira...... He hadn't shown up for a while, and Gomm was already wondering if it was because of the previous attack that destroyed the city wall that made Attila weak, after all, it was an attack that could destroy a city with one move, not just let it go.

"Is this more stupid than anyone's mistakes?"

As a third party, Alice felt very surprised, in this fierce offensive and defensive battle, both sides made a lot of mistakes, but it is very strange that both sides did not seize the opportunities created by these mistakes, but used their own mistakes to make up for their mistakes.

Now that the Tree Man has contained the Mammoth, it is not right to send the Mammoth in a hurry, and the front-line warriors should continue to attack, forcing the opponent to use more hole cards to get a higher winning rate.