"Do you say that the army of Attila will be able to storm the city before nightfall, and now that the Scandinavian defenses are weakening, some of the Scandinavians have no strength to rejoin the battlefield. ”

Semiramis asked.

"Well, you're right, those Scandinavians have been fighting for a day, without rest, without eating, without drinking, and with their strength they have been able to hold out so far. ”

"However, the current situation on the battlefield requires them to continue to persevere, but this is still not possible, or is there still a force in the city that can fight other than the Scandinavians?"

Alice said lightly, she actually didn't know much about the situation in the city, this battle happened too suddenly, and the intelligence officers of the empire had not yet entered the city to collect intelligence.

"Maybe at this time, Siegel has already brought people to the neighborhood, and is looking for a suitable time to enter the battlefield and take over the initiative in this war in order to save the hero of hope. ”

Semiramis looked at Alice with amazement.

"Don't be surprised, as I've said before, Siegel is not like a Scandinavian, and a normal Scandinavian would not be like him, so qualified as a conspirator and politician. ”

"Semiramis, as I told you, politics is actually very simple, which is to make fewer enemies and more friends. ”

"If I were Siegel, then I would lead the army, appear when the city is breached or fall into despair, become a hero, take command of the coalition forces with absolute prestige, and take this battle into his hands?"

Alice guessed that this was not her imagination, but a possibility that it would become a reality, and if she were Siegel, she would never miss such an opportunity to take the initiative from the new hands and solve the rebellious opportunity.

"That's just what you think Siegel, Alice, you're not Siegel, your guess is just your guess, and it's likely to become a reality if you don't bring it. ”

"If Siegel really had that guts, they should not have appeared in the Norwegian mountains, but in Uppland, to unite the forces of the entire empire and fight a decisive battle against the Attila army, instead of letting a part of their strength be wasted by Siegmund in that meaningless battle. ”

"With the expectation of a dispersed force to deal with an enemy like Attila, Alice, do you think such a politician would be here at the risk of his life? ”

Semiramis rarely agreed with Alice's words at this time, and she has a completely different opinion on the perception of Siegel as a person.

"Then let's see, see if you're accurate, or mine, do you want to make a bet or something?"

Alice smiled faintly, she was not a dictator, and she would not get angry because her lover disagreed with her.

"Okay, this time I'll take Siegel's appearance here as a bet, and if you bet, Alice, what do you think is better?"

Uncharacteristically, Semiramis and Alice set up a game that seemed very boring.

"I haven't thought about the prize yet, I'll tell you when I think about it. ”

Alice looked down and pondered for a few seconds, racking her brains and unable to find a prize suitable for this gamble, it was not because she was stingy, but because everything she had could be given to Semiramis, so if she lost this bet, she needed to find a surprise for Semiramis.

"What about time? it can't be today, Alice, do you think that today's army of Attella can break through this wall and enter the city for a final white-knuckle battle?"

Alice certainly didn't think that the Attila army would be able to settle the battle today, and although it seemed that the Scandinavians were at a disadvantage right now, there were still a large number of troops in the city, such as the Treants.

"Then a week, if Siegel shows up here in a week, even if I lose, if he doesn't show up, then this bet is considered my win, no problem, right?"

"No problem. ”

The two sides in the battle are not as leisurely as Alice and Semiramis, they are fighting with all their might, squeezing every bit of strength and potential in their bodies to defeat the enemy in front of them.

The demoralization slump lasted only a short time, and as the battle progressed, the Scandinavian warriors once again threw themselves into the battle in earnest.

Trolls and ogres, on the other hand, have gone berserk at the chaos of the battlefield, frantically attacking all the enemies in front of them, whether they are Scandinavians or their nominal companions.

"Those idiots. ”

Famine cursed quietly in the back, which is why they didn't plan to use trolls and ogres in the first place, even though they were much more powerful than the gnolls, but the stupid brains were a flaw they couldn't remedy.

Obviously, now is the best, the opportunity to attack the city, it seems that as long as you work hard, you can expand the results of the battle, but those trolls and ogres at this time, because of the battlefield environment, as long as a trivial factor, lost their minds and entered a state of madness.

"What about the trolls, why haven't you made a move at this time?"

Famine turned to Plague and asked.

"Those cunning trolls who don't make such quick moves, before they see the chance of victory, will not put their chips on the table, the superficial relationship is not the same as the substantive relationship, if it is not for the elves to join the Scandinavian side, it is difficult for us to win these trolls to join. ”

Plague spread his hands helplessly, many people didn't believe it, but in fact, the relationship between the trolls and the Attila army was more like a cooperative relationship, and they had a common enemy.

"Let the mammoth come out?"

"No, wait, it's not the best chance for the Mammoth to strike. ”

"However, the master has already made a move, and we ......"

"Plague, I understand what you mean, the master has already taken action and we can't conquer this city, it is indeed a shame for us that is difficult to wash, but the plague, more concerned about the interests of the master than this shame. ”

"And trolls aren't going to keep me waiting, they're not going to catch anything for us to use against them, trust me, those guys are cunning. ”

Famine had said this, and the plague had to shut his mouth and look back on the battlefield, and soon he found that, as Famine had said, the trolls were clever enough to be involved in the battle.

They stopped about three hundred meters from the city walls, a distance where even elven arrows could not penetrate the trolls' skin and kill them.

These trolls have not officially joined the battlefield since the beginning, and the first round of javelins can only be said to be a greeting to the Scandinavians.

Now, it's time for them to join the fray and show off the trolls, and it's time for the trolls' names to resound throughout the main plane, otherwise people will think that there are only elves in the forest.

Of course, with the cunning personality of the troll race, they don't really care about fame, but if they can help the Attila army win in this war, they can't refuse the victory.

It is conceivable that after the defeat of the elves, their territory and resources will be obtained by the trolls, after all, in the forest, among the Attila army, there is no other race that can compete with them in this regard.

As the battle raged between the two sides, the trolls crept up a hundred meters from the central battlefield, hid behind ogres and trolls, and took out small bottles of green liquid from their hands.

The Witch Doctor, a spellcaster unique to trolls, can use herbs to treat illnesses and injuries, and in addition to this, they are also very good at using toxins, even druids can't deal with them well.

Now, they intend to use their stunts here to make the Scandinavians, the elves, realize that they had made a mistake in standing in the way of the Atira army from the beginning.

The troll threw the vials into the crowd of Scandinavians with a slingshot, and as the bottles shattered, the green fog began to spread wildly, melting everyone who touched it.

The Scandinavians wanted to fight back, but they found that they simply didn't have the strength to deal with the trolls until they were completely dealt with, as for the defense.

No kidding, such an attack is something that only the caster can defend, and they can't do anything to dodge, because of the chaotic battlefield and the dense formation, as the saying goes, only the caster can deal with the caster.

"Useless little tricks. ”

In the rear, the plague commented on the trolls' corrosive potions, which were not bad, but could not change the tide of battle, and after a few minutes, the Scandinavian spellcasters who reacted began to fight back, and dense ice arrows rained down from the sky.

From time to time, trolls fell to the ground from arrows, but they were vigorous enough to save them from death, and after they were hit by the arrows, they pulled out the arrows, took out the potions, and applied them to the wounds, which soon stopped the bleeding and began to heal.

The trolls then continued to fight back, and until the trolls and ogres were defeated, they were still very safe in this position, and it was impossible for enemy spellcasters to leave behind the sky and the threat of ogre trolls to attack them.

These trolls are also very smart, although the damage they cause is very terrible, but it is still within the acceptable range of the Scandinavians, and they can't completely change the tide of the battle, which is a state of paddling and fishing.

Trolls and ogres still couldn't break through the Scandinavian defenses, and over time, the dwarves joined the fray, this time not with their cavalry, but with infantry.

Among the influences of the people, these dwarves can only be forged and manufactured, but in essence, the combat power of the dwarves cannot be underestimated, even in Scandinavia, which is famous for its battles, they also have the combat power that can be used.

Wearing sturdy armor and hammers in their hands, these dwarves aim at the toes of trolls and ogres, smashing each other's toes or knees with each blow, causing them to fall to the ground.

Trolls and ogres that fell to the ground were much easier to deal with, their necks became their Achilles' heel, and the Scandinavians could easily send their weapons into it.

In addition, the Dwarves are stronger than the Scandinavians, and the tower shields they hold in their hands can effectively resist the attacks of ogres and trolls, effectively curbing the opponent's forward speed.

When the onslaught of ogres and trolls slowed down, like deflated balloons, they were soon surrounded by the Scandinavians.

Ogre and Troll troops are indeed very powerful, and even a slight flaw cannot hide this strength, but without the coordination of other classes, this strength will be compromised.

"To be precise, if the gnolls are allowed to assist in the attack at this time, the Scandinavians may not be able to hold it, but unfortunately the Atira army still can't concentrate all their strength in one fist and fight hard. ”

Alice looked at the front line, the battlefield had become very weak, the attacks of ogres and trolls were contained, but the Scandinavians did not have much strength to disperse these ogres and trolls.

Dwarves, dwarves are indeed a new force, but as long as Gaum's brain is not caught by the door, he knows that it is a loss that makes the dwarves too big at this time, and it is a kind of gain that outweighs the loss.

The defensive equipment in the army still needs dwarves to repair, and they need to build more defensive equipment, and it is undoubtedly a very stupid thing to waste these precious talents on the battlefield.

"It looks like that's the end of today's fight. ”

Semiramis nodded and said in agreement.

Atila's army couldn't get in, the trolls were clearly paddling outside, the gnolls were powerless to fight, and the centaurs retreated to rest, and the battlefield in the sky was just as exciting, but there was still no sign of an end.

On the other hand, the Scandinavian coalition is similar, the elves are exhausted, the dwarves dare not enter the battlefield too much, the giants have suffered heavy losses due to the previous attack, and the tree body is too bulky to participate in white-knuckle battles, and the Scandinavians, who are the main force of the defenders, have been rotated, and many people have withdrawn from the battlefield because of fatigue, and they are re-entering after recovering from the recovery.

As long as neither side is going to play more hole cards, today's battle is coming to an end.