What happened yesterday in the camp of Attila was like a small splash of water smashed into a pond, and soon there were no waves, but the stone that fell into the pond still changed something somewhat...... When the number of stones accumulates to a certain level, the pond is filled with a certain amount of stones, and the pond ceases to exist.

When dissatisfaction accumulates to a peak, it will naturally overshadow fear, and then riots and rebellion will follow, do not think that the gnolls will really be as loyal as the wolfdogs, and the beasts with wisdom cannot be called beasts, they have their own ideas, their own demands, and their own emotions.

Needless to say, the Famine was shaking the Gnolls' loyalty to Atila and pushing more Gnolls against them, but out of the arrogance of the so-called strong, they didn't care what the weak thought and didn't care what they thought.

Such small things happened every day in the barracks of Attila, and the soldiers who served the dragons were eaten by the dragons every day, and the same was true of Beamon's side, no one except their companions would grieve for the death of the weak, the big men had the thoughts of the big guys, and the thoughts of the people below didn't matter at all.

The weak obey the strong, and the inferior serve the high, as if it had been decided from the beginning, and many people have forgotten that greatness from mortals, they have forgotten that even the gods need to play a plot to overthrow the mortal world.

The Scandinavians did not attack that night, and the Atila army had a rare restful night, although many of them could not sleep during the night.

Of course, the Scandinavians did not pursue this night, they were so tired during the day that it took half the time just to kill the mad trolls and ogres left on the battlefield, and the rest of the time they needed to recuperate and prepare for the next day's war.

Today's war has made them realize that the so-called city wall is not omnipotent, and the strength of the other side is very strong, so strong that none of them can fight against it.

However, Attila didn't know that her destruction of the walls today did not break the courage of the Scandinavians, but instead freed them from their dependence on the walls, and made them truly realize that even without the walls, they could hold on to such powerful enemies as ogres and trolls.

If you can hold on today in such a tiring situation, and in such a difficult situation, repel the attacks of ogres and trolls, then the next difficulties are no big deal.

It's like a person who has climbed the top and looks at other low hills.

After a night's rest, the fourth day of war went on as scheduled, and the Scandinavians fought the ferocious ogre monsters on the front line, intertwined with the enemy, fighting with all their might, and using all their means to kill these formidable enemies.

The dwarves entered the battlefield again, but this time they were not as warriors, they operated the equipment in front of them, which was a terrible bed crossbow, loaded with sharp crossbow arrows, these elite weapons, which could be the treasures of the dwarves pressing the bottom of the box, and they were usually reluctant to take them out.

Catapults and ballistas are very difficult to use in such white-knuckle battles, on the one hand, it is difficult to hit due to the angle, and on the other hand, even if they do hit, they will affect the surrounding allies, and this thing will not distinguish between friend and foe, as long as it is near the landing point, it will be affected.

The bed crossbow is different, the crossbow arrows of the bed crossbow are particularly useful when used against trolls and ogres, and they do not need to worry about accidental injuries and affecting their companions, because they only need to aim at the upper body of ogres and trolls, which are much taller than the Scandinavians.

The dwarves skillfully manipulated the equipment in their hands, and their movements were smooth, and they each chose their target, and began to shoot freely, and the ogres and trolls who had already fought were completely unaware that the Grim Reaper had come to their side, and when the crossbow arrows pierced their bodies, and the huge kinetic energy carried them into the air, they were still dazed, waving the wooden sticks in their hands.

Trolls and ogres have terrible life force, even if they are hit by these arm-thick crossbow arrows, they do not die immediately, after pulling out the crossbow arrows stuck in their bodies, they attack everything around them in a frenzy, until they are exhausted and bleed to death.

"Give those big guys something good. ”

The dwarven commander gave the order to attack the dwarves who operated the bed crossbows, and Gorm gave these commanders the right to act on the opportunistic basis, and they could make slight changes in different situations.

Gohm's order now is to kill the trolls and ogres, and deal with the big ones with as much blood as possible, and the gnolls to be dealt with by the other Scandinavians.

Specially, crossbow arrows with barbed hooks at the blades of the arrows were placed on top of the bed crossbow, and this time those trolls and ogres couldn't go crazy if they wanted to, and when they pulled out these crossbow arrows, they would bring up a large piece of flesh and blood, and that kind of injury, even the vitality of the trolls and ogres, could not bear it.

The losses of ogres and trolls are increasing, and their range of movement on the battlefield is rapidly reduced, as if there are enemies on all sides at this time, unable to move and unable to move an inch.

The Scandinavians discovered how to deal with the big guys to minimize their losses, and they used their tower shields to block the attacks of ogres and trolls, keeping them in a small area and immobilizing them.

The dwarves in the distance became the main force of the attack, and often a single crossbow arrow that hit could take the life of an ogre and troll, and in just thirty minutes, hundreds of ogres and trolls fell to the ground without a sound.

This amount is equivalent to the loss of an afternoon of fighting yesterday, if the time is a little longer, the ogre and the troll will probably be wiped out in today's battle, the Attila army can't watch such a thing happen, so useful, stupid cannon fodder, is not so easy to find.

Gnolls begin to enter the battlefield, holding short weapons such as knives in their hands, chosen because long weapons can make them appear clumsy when engaging in hand-to-hand combat.

In the face of these nimble gnolls, the tower shields in the hands of the Scandinavians became a burden, and before they could turn around, the gnolls could easily go around their rear and attack their defenseless backs.

As a result, the Scandinavians could no longer maintain their encirclement formation, and the trolls and ogres who had regained their freedom attacked everything around them frantically, and the battlefield suddenly tilted to the side of the Scandinavians.

The dwarves tried to salvage it, but it took time to reload their ammunition, and the attack of the gnolls slowed them down, and the gnolls covered their place with slings, and while the pebbles did not break through their armor and hurt them, they did severely affect their ability to manipulate the bed crossbow.

"Shouldn't you let the elves get rid of those gnolls? ”

Next to Gohm, his herald bowed his head and proposed.

The herald usually stays next to Gorm in order to pass Gorm's orders to the combat commanders below at the first time, so that they can complete the combat mission according to Gorm's orders.

"No, no, no, the elves have more important things to do. ”

"However, we can't continue to let these gnolls attack from a distance. ”

Gohm said that he was different from the other commander, and after a few days of fighting, he had realized that these gnolls were very different from what he had remembered, and that they had to be taken seriously.

"Let our cavalry deal with the gnolls, I need the firepower of the dwarves to suppress the trolls and ogres, understand? I don't want those disgusting creatures to continue to live in this world, understand?"

Gohm got it in a row, emphasizing the urgency and necessity of dealing with these trolls and ogres.

The herald did not refute, he nodded earnestly, and then quickly left the place to convey Gohm's order to the Scandinavian cavalry troops.

The cavalry troops, of course, were no longer the ones who raided the Atila army camp and won the victory, but now they were all gathered among the other tribes, and their strength was uneven, and even after a few days of urgent reinforcement training, these forces were not fully integrated.

"It's time for us to win again!"

The commander of the cavalry unit raised his spear in his hand and shouted loudly.

Behind him, the other cavalrymen were shouting excitedly, they had waited for this order for a long time, they all had Scandinavian blood in their bodies, and they were eager to replicate the previous victory, giving defeat to the victorious Atila army.

The cavalry began to run, and they had been lying in ambush on the other side of the city, and now it was just right for them to break into the battlefield from the other direction and give the gnolls a flank attack.

The ground began to shake, and the first to react were the centaur troops, as natural cavalry, they were very familiar with such a situation, and before the human cavalry appeared in front of them, their information was sent to the hands of Famine.

"Huh. ”

Famine smiled coldly, and without saying anything, he directly gave the order to intercept the centaur who appeared in front of him.

"I don't care what you think, now, immediately, immediately intercept those troublemakers for me, this is not a discussion, this is an order, I don't want these damn cavalry to appear on the battlefield until there is still a centaur alive!"

The order of the starvation made the centaurs very ugly, interception and melee combat were never the Centaurs' forte, his orders were to let the Centaurs use their lives to intercept the Scandinavians who seemed to be powerful.

The centaur left silently, this is not something he can interfere with, he can talk about what to do next, how to do it, it is the centaur high-level needs to judge, only those people can decide the future of the entire centaur.

"What should I do?"

"Execute the plan ahead of time?"

"That's what we're going to do. ”

The centaur chiefs were talking about it, they were very dissatisfied with the famine's orders, they were venting their anger, and they were not afraid that their words would be heard, because there were only centaurs around.

"What do you think?"

The centaur shaman asked the young leader next to him.

"Keep your mouths shut, and don't say what you ought to say. ”

The young leader gritted his teeth and said that he had no other choice at this time, at this time they were not ready for the final preparations, if they did not want to be annihilated as an enemy on the battlefield, then they could only obey the order.

"It's the centaurs who are in pursuit. ”

The Scandinavians were excited by the fact that they were able to identify the enemy who had come to engage them, and it was well known that the only thing the centaurs were known for their long-range combat abilities, such as their rain of arrows, such as their javelins.

But when it comes to melee combat, the centaurs are never their opponents, no, not only to that extent, they are confident that if they do fight, they can turn the fight into a one-sided slaughter.

"Rush up and kill them!"

"Scatter them!"

The Scandinavians were slightly slower than the centaurs, and they were intercepted by the centaurs on the way, and then engaged in melee combat.

Of course, before approaching, the centaurs tried to snipe the Scandinavians with javelins and arrows, but both sides were moving at high speeds and were difficult to hit.

Centaurs use spears, but Scandinavians in melee combat hold swords in one hand and shields in the other, and when the shield blocks the first attack of the spear and is approached by the Scandinavians, the battle is no longer suspenseful.

Of course, Gohm, who was standing on the wall, also saw the situation outside, but he did not make other arrangements, and now the situation was in favor of the Scandinavian knights, give them some time, and they will be able to break through the centaur defenses.

The centaurs, on the other hand, even if they tried to resist as much as they could, had very limited success, and the terrible forest hunters were now lying on the ground, ending their honor in the most tragic way.

The young centaur leader, covered in blood, fought his way through the crowd, with few guards around him and many dead Scandinavians lying on the ground.

As time went on, there were fewer centaurs around him, while there were more and more Scandinavians, and there were more and more scars on his body...... He didn't know how long he had been fighting, until the light suddenly dawned in front of him, and there were no enemies, and he came back to his senses.