The gnolls were really difficult to deal with, and after paying almost 10% of the casualties, they managed to climb the city wall and were about to enter the stage of white-knuckle battle with the Scandinavians.

"Knock them down!"

Suddenly, the Scandinavians in front of them spread out like a tidal wave, revealing the dwarves behind them, wrapped in steel all over their bodies.

Beneath the dwarves were wild boars in the same armor, their scarlet eyes seemed to thirst for blood, and the stairs built by the gnolls, the long slope, made it easy for them to climb the walls, and similarly, created the conditions for the defenders on the walls to charge at close range.

The dwarves hold warhammers and mace-like weapons that can easily smash through armor, break gnolls' bones, and take their lives.

The boars beneath them have a defense that is not inferior to that of rhinoceros, and are very suitable as mounts for heavy cavalry, at least their two strong and sharp fangs can allow them to easily break through the enemy's ranks.

In fact, the dwarves have another kind of cavalry, and the mounts they use are white bears or brown bears, but bears are creatures that can easily get out of control in such an environment, so they are not the best choice for mounts.

There was not even time left for the gnolls, the dwarven army began to charge, and the gnolls in front of them were directly rushed away, and some of the gnolls were directly knocked into the sky, but more often, they were directly crushed into meat sauce by wild boars.

The dwarves riding on top of the boar, they kept waving the weapons in their hands, and at their current height, they could easily smash the heads of the gnolls, and the rudimentary helmets of the other party, like nothing, could not keep them alive at such a time.

Even if they weren't hit in the head, they were just hit in the body, and their bodies were directly knocked flying, falling to the ground, spitting blood and broken internal organs from their mouths, including bones that had turned into pieces.

Of course, the dwarven knights are not without injuries or deaths, as long as their speed decreases slightly, the gnolls next to them will rush up one after another, attack with weapons, pull hard, and pull them off their mounts.

But more cavalry died because of wrestling, the so-called ladder is made of the corpses and gravel of the jackals, the jackals climb well, and the charge to the dwarven cavalry is another matter, from time to time there are stepping on the air, the dwarven cavalry who falls, is swallowed by the tide composed of the jackals, and completely disappears from the battlefield.

Still, from above, the tide of gnolls was being divided, and the dwarven cavalry was like a black line, splitting the sea in half.

When the dwarven cavalry lost a third of their lives, the gnolls could not move any further, because it was not only the dwarves who were charging, but the Scandinavians who were following the opening of the dwarven cavalry and launching a counter-charge.

The gnolls who had been disrupted were harvested by the Scandinavians in pieces, especially those who had entered a state of madness, wielding two-handed axes and two-handed swords in their hands, harvesting the gnolls like killing machines.

It's like going back to the days of Beowulf, when the war was going on, it was Beowulf who took the lead in smashing through the enemy's formation, and then the berserkers who followed him entered a state of frenzy, expanding their superiority, and finally crushing the enemy's troops.

"What about the centaurs? we need the centaurs' support to get the centaurs into the fight!"

Hogg's face changed greatly when he saw the changing situation, such a counter-charge was obviously beyond the scope of what the gnolls could deal with, and if there were no reinforcements, the rout was already close at hand.

In fact, without Hogg saying, the centaurs had already changed the situation, they picked up the javelin and threw it at the top of the ladder, and after throwing the javelin, the rain of arrows fell again, from the perspective of the Scandinavians, they could not see the rain of arrows at all, the terrible density was like a descending dark cloud.

The Scandinavians who were busy charging were killed in large numbers, they were full of arrows, and they looked like hedgehogs, but they had been dominated by the hot blood that rushed into their brains, and they rushed forward frantically, frantically attacking the enemies around them with the weapons in their hands, and the sharp pain coming from all over their bodies made them even more crazy, making them even more eager to tear open the enemy's body with the weapons in their hands and ears.

These Scandinavians who have fallen into a state of battle and have entered a state of white-knuckle warfare can't see their previous demoralization at all, or that this is what Scandinavians really look like, even if they have been defeated and suppressed for a long time, they can't wipe out the impulse in their bones.

"Elf, do you still have the strength to fight?"

Of course, Gorm, who was standing on the wall, saw this too, and he turned to the elven leader next to him and asked.

"Of course, Gorm, we'll leave the rest. ”

The elves glanced at the centaurs who had entered the battlefield, nodded, and walked quickly towards the resting place of their clansmen, which could not be regained their combat effectiveness in a short period of time.

However, the situation did not give them time to recover, and the current battlefield needed the power of the elves, and in terms of long-range, only the elves could suppress the centaurs.

The pale, bloodstained elves returned to their posts, the towers of arrows that had been built behind the walls, a third of a height higher than them.

"The target is those centaurs, leave the others alone, let those guys know that archery is such a thing, and the number one position in the Northland has always belonged to our elves. ”

The elven leader tried to motivate his men as much as possible, and used honor to stimulate these proud elves, so that they could hold on for a while, at least until the end of today's battle.

The situation is very clear now, the gnolls in the field are routing step by step, but the centaurs are also killing and injuring a large number of Scandinavian living forces, and their rain of arrows is not how many people to kill, but how many people are incapacitated.

However, this changed when the elves returned to the fight, and the centaurs who were shooting had slowed down, making it easier for the elves to hit them and kill them.

However, the centaurs ignored the elves' attacks, and continued to grit their teeth and continue to shoot at the Scandinavians, knowing that famine and plague were watching them at this time, and they needed to clear their suspicions with the blood of their enemies.

No matter how hard the centaurs tried to cover up the secret, their strange actions were still discovered, and for the sake of their plans, they had to dispel this suspicion, and they would have to hide the secret before they left the Attila Empire once and for all.

"Semiramis, do you think that if our rhino knights fight these dwarven knights, which side has a better chance of winning? ”

Alice and Semiramis were floating in the air three kilometers from the battlefield, using their magic to observe the battlefield, and from their vantage point of view, they could clearly see that the dwarven cavalry was like a heavy hammer, hammering into the weak position of the gnolls.

"I haven't encountered it, it's hard to compare, the dwarves are no worse equipped than Jutland's, and the wild boars under them are not inferior to rhinoceros in charge, and other speeds, weights, and defenses are about the same. ”

Alice's question is purely habitual, from the current stage, the Scandinavian Empire and the Baltic Empire are still allies, and this situation will not change until the end of this war.

However, it is still necessary to obtain the information of the other side in advance, especially the information revealed in such actual battles, and maybe this little bit of information can change the outcome of the battlefield.

"The army of Attila is about to be defeated. ”

Semiramis said that based on her previous combat experience, the situation has become very clear now, and the rout of the gnolls is only a matter of time, and their casualties have reached 20%, even if they are trained elites, there will be a decline in morale at this time.

"However, at this time they cannot retreat. ”

Alice nodded in agreement, she also thought that today's battle was over, and the next thing to see was how it ended, the Scandinavians could not break through Attila's central army, and the chaotic battlefield made it impossible for the Attila army in the rear to enter the battlefield.

What's more, the Attila army needs to deal with the problem of the gnolls, and if the order to retreat is given at will, it will easily turn from retreat to rout, just like the war of the previous days, so that the casualties will rise in vain.

The giants and treants stopped throwing their attacks, as did the ballistas and catapults of the Atiras, a large weapon of destruction that could easily be accidentally damaged in such a chaotic battlefield.

"Who do you think will happen?"

Alice asked Semiramis.

"Plague, judging from the situation of the past few days, the ability of the plague is well suited to deal with the rout that this retreat turns into. ”

"You mean to let the plague use his abilities directly, not to distinguish between the enemy's and my use?"

"If you don't know if you use it against the enemy, if you only use it for the gnolls, the Scandinavians won't stop attacking. ”

"But if it were only for the Scandinavians, the possible rout of the gnolls would not appear, and they could turn their heads and continue to fight, using their weapons to kill those who had become weak and immobilized. ”

Semiramis's words left Alice speechless, she was silent for a few seconds, tugged at the corners of her mouth, and then quickly diverted the subject.

"Looks like we've all guessed wrong, it's the caster who struck. ”

The reason why the gnolls will rout is only because the casualties are too great to bear, because they are afraid of death, and when this is cut from the roots, that is, when the gnolls are not afraid of death, there is no way to talk about the rout.

An ominous red light appeared on the bodies of these gnolls, and the terrible wolf howls even drowned out the drums of the Scandinavians, and the gnolls, who were dominated by magic, completely lost their minds, and their bodies controlled by the wild nature frantically pounced on their enemies.

"Damn it, [Bloodthirsty Thaumaturgy]!"

Hogg looked at the magic that had been inflicted on his fellow human beings with an ugly face, a magic that increased speed, attack, and reduced physical pain at the cost of losing his mind and defense.

With this magic, even the cowardly will turn into a fearless warrior in a matter of moments, tearing apart the enemies in his way, and applying magic to the gnolls to make them fight, turning quantity into quality, is the method that the Attila army has always had.

However, this method was not used after Hogg invented the wolf pack tactic, which defeated the Scandinavian berserkers on a frontal battlefield, as the gnolls had proven that they could be strong and defeat their enemies even without magic.

Hogg was very angry, not only because his people were treated like this, forced to turn into irrational beasts, but also because as the leader of the gnolls, his people were treated like this, and he didn't receive any news.

The command of this war, famine and plague completely ignored his existence, so wantonly wasting the lives of his people, without considering him at all, without considering the feelings of their gnoll people.

The frenzied gnolls quickly changed their state, their attacks were even crazier than before, if they were just not afraid of death before, now they have forgotten everything else.

Weapons, claws, and teeth are all used to attack the enemy, and even if the hands are cut off and the feet are broken, the gnolls will block the enemy's direction as much as possible, using their flesh to block the sharp weapons.

The gnolls' casualties rose in a straight line, but the Scandinavian offensive was halted, and after losing about half of their troops, the dwarven knights made an arc across the battlefield and began to retreat.

The elves on the tower also gave up their attack on the centaurs, and they kept killing the gnolls who rushed up to buy a chance for the dwarves to retreat.

Without the dwarves charging in front of them, breaking through the opposing side's camp, the Scandinavians suddenly fell into the sea of gnolls, and at this time, the berserkers who had been berserker at the beginning had withdrawn from the madness and fell into weakness, and in the face of the gnolls' counterattack, they were torn to pieces at once.

Of course, even though their bodies were torn to shreds, huge flame monsters appeared in the place where they died, and the terrible heat even ignited the air, and countless gnolls were reduced to ashes in the heat and flames.

With the help of these fire monsters, the Scandinavians managed to retreat into the city, and they managed to destroy the ladder built by the gnolls, making the war confusing once again.

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