In the current situation, it is the Atila army that has more problems, and on the plague side, because of the fall of Beamon and the famine, there are more mistakes...... I'm glad that he commanded on the spot, otherwise the situation would have gotten even worse.

Dragons and dragons fought in the sky, mammoths and mammoths fought on the ground, and the arena of battle was no longer for mortals to interfere in, even the equipment of the dwarves became insignificant.

Attila didn't know when she had come to the plague, and stood quietly, without saying a word, her eyes that absorbed all the light around her like black jewels, watching the battle in the field, not knowing what she was thinking.

At this moment, there was a roar from the deep cavern, and the ground began to shake slightly, and Beamon, who was at the bottom of the cave, temporarily recovered, and began to try to leave the cave, trying to climb up, but at that speed, it took a long time.

The Scandinavians are trying to kill as many enemies as they can, they are fighting fiercely with the gnolls, and they also need to deal with the white bears wearing armor, and only the berserkers can fight against the white bears, which greatly restricts their military power.

However, containing the White Bear Man does not mean that they can be very relaxed, and the White Bear Man is also called the Mammoth Man, those big guys with these double blades and axes, can easily split in half with a human shield.

Under the attack of the White Bear and the Mammoth, the Scandinavians who came out to charge were instead crumbling, and they began to retreat step by step, leaving a large number of corpses on the ground.

On the other hand, on the battlefield of mammoths and mammoths, with the help of the treemen, the Scandinavian side had a slight advantage, and on the side of the Atila army, one of the thinnest mammoths had fallen to the ground, and a huge blood hole in the abdomen was constantly leaving blood, and it was obvious that such a round wound was pierced by ivory.

There are still a lot of traces of vines on this mammoth's body, and some seeds are still growing in his wounds, taking root and germinating, and this mammoth is the most fertile soil, growing rapidly.

Affected by this, the mammoths of the Atila army went berserk and attacked their enemies in a frenzy, losing four of their companions in a short period of time, something that could only happen in the Second Expedition to the West.

"Do you need to throw in the giant troops and defeat them in one go?"

The herald suggested in Gorm's ear, and he saw that the Scandinavian warriors were at a disadvantage and the mammoths were at an advantage.

In any case, in such a battlefield, the role that the mammoth can play is still too great, if the mammoth of the Atila army can be defeated, then the free mammoth giants and tree people can target ordinary warriors and sweep directly.

"Did Athila make a move, did the plague make a move?"

Gomm didn't say yes or no, but asked calmly.

When the mammoth was put into the battlefield and took the advantage, his attitude recovered, calmly examining the situation on the battlefield, carefully analyzing the situation on both sides of the enemy, and planning what kind of choice to make next step is more appropriate, more suitable, and more beneficial.

"The giants let them rest, and they must not have recovered much combat power in a short period of time, and now that the situation has almost stabilized, there is no need for them to go to the front line to take risks. ”

"Moreover, Athila and the plague did not strike, and I do not want to be rash as we did on that day, to throw in the giants' forces, and then to be attacked by them, and to cause us heavy losses...... Giants are very simple, and I don't want to lose a group of simple allies so easily. ”

If among the allies from the Snow Mountain Druila, Gohm will definitely not trust the dwarves and elves the most, on the contrary, the giants who are considered the most unstable factors are the ones he trusts the most.

Although he had vaguely heard about the rumors between the giant and Loki, and knew about the relationship between Siegel and Loki, these were not important, at least not at this stage.

The simple giant is a very useful knife at all times, and even if he betrays, there will be an omen that can be easily discovered, which can prepare Gom to squeeze all the value of the other party before the betrayal.

"However, our warriors are running out of support. ”

"Let them hold on, victory is at hand, and Valraha's eyes are watching us, not to be seen by the gods for our cowardice at the most critical moment. ”

Gohm said impatiently, he certainly didn't want his warriors to suffer too many casualties if he could, but as he said before, he was almost exhausted of his power, and he wouldn't put in any more cards until Attila and the Plague had struck.

The Scandinavian side will not put more hole cards, it does not mean that the Attila side will be indifferent to watch the Mammoth's defeat, they can easily see the opponent's tactics, use the weak to contain the strong, and create opportunities for the strong to kill the enemy's weak.

In the Atila army, there are not many forces that can be mobilized, but if you squeeze them, there are still some, such as those trolls, who have seen the power of Beamon, and they temporarily hold back their ambitions and seriously obey the orders issued by the plague.

They began to get involved in the battle, though the trolls were not as good at melee as the White Bears and Mammoths, and they threw their sorcery at the Scandinavians farther into the battlefield.

A green poisonous mist appeared behind the Scandinavians, and a large number of Scandinavians were poisoned to death, and they had no way to do anything about such an attack, even if they held their breath, they could not stop the invasion of the poison.

The addition of the trolls has made the morale of the Scandinavians even more demoralized, as the thick green mist is in the way of their retreat, which means that they must pass through it if they need to retreat back into the city...... But through these fogs, you will be poisoned, and those corpses that have fallen to the ground and are rapidly decomposing have shown this.

Unlike the Scandinavians in front of them, the elves on the turret stood up excitedly as they stood on the walls, their faces full of hatred and their scarlet eyes staring at the trolls.

They had endured for a long time, every day was burned and tormented by the flames of hatred, and they felt that they had become too much to endure and were about to disobey Gohm's orders, but fortunately, at this time, their enemies had once again entered the battlefield.

Although the trolls are at the very edge of the battlefield at this point, the elves still have a way to attack them, their longbows allow them to shoot farther, and reduce the effect of air movement on the arrows.

"Come out! those damn trolls. ”

"One for the other, I'm going to let those damn guys die today, all of them, for the sake of our lost compatriots. ”

The elven commander said loudly, he held a slightly ornate longbow in his hand, carved with a strange beauty pattern, the elven commander's target was the troll side, the leader who was surrounded in the middle, he was ready, took the potion that would overdraw the body, used the most precious arrow, and planned to decapitate with one blow.

"The primary target is the other party's witch doctor, spellcaster, commander, I'll give you ten seconds to prepare. ”

Ten seconds may have taken it, but the elves are ready in three seconds, and they are the most elite archers, strong men who can compete with the troll witch doctor in the forest with only archery.

Ten seconds later, a dense rain of arrows appeared above the troll troops, falling rapidly, and those arrows emitted a rainbow of colorful light, streaking across the sky like a rainbow of beauty, bringing the beauty of death.

"It's still so easy to be fooled, stupid long ears. ”

The leader of the trolls was not surprised, he looked coldly at the arrows that were getting closer and closer, feeling the threat of death, and said.

About ten meters above the trolls, transparent enchantments began to appear, trolls were much more cunning than upright elves, they knew that elves could not give up their hatred of trolls, and knew that if they appeared on the battlefield, elves would definitely not be able to turn a blind eye.

Then when they knew that the elves would inevitably launch an attack against themselves, the prepared defense was not so abrupt, and the trolls looked up at the sky, they had absolute confidence in their defense, which was the most effective defense against the elves, and the experiment in the long-term confrontation.

The transparent barrier slows down the speed of the arrows and can deflect them, so no matter how good the marksman, can break through this layer of defense with skill...... Then the troll was hit, and the barrier only had time to block the first few arrows before it exploded, and the attacks from behind fell mercilessly into the crowd of trolls.

This barrier could indeed stop the arrows, the arrows used by the elves in the past, but it could never stop the magic arrows from Jutland, this time the trolls suffered from empiricism and were swallowed up by the explosion in the cry.

Obviously, I have seen the elves use these magic arrows before, causing a lot of damage to the gnolls, but when defending against them, have they taken this into account, and the cunning of the trolls is still only at the stage of cunning.

Lightning, flames, acid, ice, petrification, bleeding, and deepening pain, all kinds of magic made the trolls unable to react or even resist, and they were completely killed, and their proud life force was vulnerable to the effects of these magic.

The worst thing was the troll leader, who had only become the leader for a few days, and was blown to pieces, and the scattered flesh and blood made the surrounding ten meters turn into blood red.

After the first wave of blows, the trolls, who had no master and no command, began to disorganize, some of them began to scatter in all directions, trying to dodge the elves' attacks, while others charged forward, javelin in hand, to return the color to the elves.

This was exactly what the elves had wished, and they quickly drew a second, a third, and a fourth arrow from the quiver, and did not stop until they had finished shooting the ammunition they saw, and their fingers were cut by the bowstring, and drops of blood were dripping down.

But none of the elves had a look of pain on their faces, and they looked at the burned, electrocuted, frozen, petrified, corroded, and nailed trolls of the Attila army, and a black morbid smile appeared on their faces.

And then...... The famous elf, who was enjoying the feeling of killing his mortal enemy, a black shadow flashed away, and it turned into blood foam in the air, and the arrow tower began to collapse, and the crowd below was drowned in exclamation, and the snow was flying.

Not only the arrow towers, but also the catapults and bed crossbows placed on the roofs of the houses were hit, stone balls fell on them, and the snow covered the entire city in white and gray.

The ballistae and catapults of the Atila army began to be put into battle, and after so many days of repair and manufacturing, the Atila army once again pulled out a team to attack the city and destroy it.

It has to be said that a large number of people is an advantage, even if there are many losses, the Atila army can recover in a very short time, even if it is a temporary defeat, there is no need to worry about affecting the final victory.

These catapults and ballistas were hidden in the dense forest, covered with snow, and they were well aimed early, just waiting for the order of the plague to start attacking, and at this time the tree people were busy containing the mammoths and creating opportunities, and the giants were resting, which was already their best chance to attack.

As long as they can inflict heavy damage on the Scandinavian turrets, catapults, and ballistas in the first wave of attacks, then at least for a short time, they can comfortably bomb the Scandinavian coalition.

The snow was flying, the rubble was splashing, and even if they weren't hit directly, the scattered rubble still killed and injured the people around them, and their bodies were pierced by the rubble, and even the sturdy armor was as thin as paper at this time.

Using the troll's losses to gain an advantage in exchange for the initiative on the battlefield, the plague played a successful tactic under Gohm's eyes, and after finishing the suppression of the enemy, ballistas and catapults frantically attacked the city.

They don't need to kill many enemies, because their existence is to cut the morale of the enemy, make the enemy timid, lay down their weapons, turn around, and flee the battlefield, making them feel that they have no hope of victory, and only by fleeing can they save their lives.

The plague has learned in this time of warfare, killing the enemy is never the easiest way to achieve victory, and making the enemy afraid and unable to take up arms can make victory much easier.