The bandits of the wilderness did not cringe for long, and only a day later, as the sun began to set in the west, a horn sounded on the arrow tower to warn.

As far as the eye can see, you can see countless figures wandering on the horizon.

It was a horde of robbers, they were still hesitating, they were still waiting, they had not yet made up the determination to break the net, but the process would not be long.

The dwarven warriors quickly assembled, and the Alpine Fort guards were ready, everything tense and orderly. Everyone was prepared for this battle that would come sooner or later.

Richard and Sendak each took the initiative to step out of the protection of the wall with all the melee infantry and lined up in front of the wall.

The dwarves lay their heavy steel shields on the ground, and the silent warriors resemble steel sculptures.

It's just a two-edged wall, and it's unrealistic to defend against it.

They must protect the wall as much as possible, giving time to all ranged units in the wall behind them to get the most out of it.

"It's a pity, if only it could have been delayed for another day. Sendak carried the hammer with infinite regret.

Delay one more day, and wait for the Titan essentia to change, maybe you can get rid of the bandits without much effort. One less day of delay, and a brutal bloody battle will be inevitable no matter what. It's just a day, and I don't know how many lives will be devoured.

The telescope tube is a sharp weapon in reconnaissance, which can not only detect the enemy in advance, but also observe the details of the opponent's bottom in detail.

They faced the worst they could expect, as the natives of the wilderness from different tribes were temporarily reunited under the pressure of the mountain forts and the dwarven tribes.

It's a rabble in the literal sense of the word, no command, no coordination, no queue, but there is no doubt that there are really enough of them. If you look closely, you can find almost all the common races in the vicinity, such as gnolls, bears, goblins, and ...... There were even a dozen Minotaurs, and I don't know if they were from the same tribe as the last one.

It is indeed difficult for the people of Pompeii to imagine the ultimate temptation of an iron mine in the wilderness.

"How many people are on the other side?" Richard sat on a brick wearing a three-layer heavy armor and a golden sword, without a helmet, and his face was as calm as a lake.

"Three thousand, or four thousand. Sendaq replied.

The confusion of the opponent's formation and race objectively increases the difficulty of statistics, and it is difficult to estimate the number accurately.

"And what about us?" Richard placed a square-shaped stone in front of him, and the sharp-eyed dwarf should be able to tell that it was a sharpening stone.

"Six hundred...... Five hundred and ninety-seven. ”

"Count me in?"

"Count. ”

"It's okay, it's not too difficult to kill six people by one person. ”

Knowing that he was about to face a war of six hundred against four thousand, Sendak didn't know why Richard was still smiling, but he did suddenly grin.

Richard lifted the iron kettle and poured the liquor to rinse the body of the dragon slashing sword until the fine steel emitted a cold glow, then leaned down and began to polish the blade carefully on the stone.

"I suddenly thought it would be a good idea to try it. ”

As he said this, the dwarves around him went crazy. Heavy weapons can't be done in a while, but a staggering number of bandits can be seen on the horizon right now, ready to attack at any moment!

In their eyes, the Lord of Alpine Fort must have been mad. But the soldiers of the high mountain fort drew their swords and examined them carefully, seeing that their expressions were clearly considering, and it was not too late to borrow a stone now.

Richard was very involved in this work, stopping from time to time to carefully check it with his gaze, and then continued to polish. Amateur, but extremely serious, like a novice apprentice in a blacksmith shop.

Although the dwarven warriors felt ridiculous, they were unconsciously impregnated by that calm emotion after all, and gradually became calm.

"Lord Richard is really a famous general. Sendak couldn't help but sigh.

"The limelight is all out of the head. Gunther pouted aggrievedly.

Suddenly there were several beastly howls among the bandits in the distance, and soon spread like a plague. From nothing, from sparse to dense, from choppy to connected, until all the robbers began to cry.

A thousand strange howls converged, filled with greed and bloodlust, as if the demons of hell appeared in the world, rolling down the vast flat land.

Sendak raised his hammer and slammed it on the stone with a loud bang, making sure everyone could notice his voice, "Prepare to take the enemy!"

There was a grinding of iron armor among the dwarven infantry, and behind them the arrow tower was shouting trumpets to wind the bed crossbow with a roulette wheel.

Richard looked up at the cloudy sky, faintly electric snakes flickering in the clouds, and he had to wait a few breaths before hearing the dull thunder coming from afar.

It looks like it's going to rain again.

The robbers began to move, like a reservoir full of water opening its floodgates. There are no formations, no gradients, no batches, but the visual impact of thousands of people who want your life rushing in front of you is as hard to breathe as the wind blows in your face.

"Forget it. Richard kicked the stone on his heels, stood up and stretched, "I will grind again when I have time." ”

Many dwarves wanted to see how long he could grind, and while they were relieved, they were vaguely disappointed in their hearts.

Rushing to the front are all goats and rabbits, much faster than the big bears or Minotaurs, and the excellent sprinting ability is what these little men rely on to survive in the wilderness, but at this moment, they don't know how to converge but it has become their lifeline.

Richard put on his helmet, drew his greatsword, and slammed it as they rushed in front of him.

The greatsword, which weighed more than seventy pounds, instantly turned into a lightning bolt that was difficult to catch with the naked eye. The sheep-headed man's face remained hideous for a few breaths, and then he suddenly realized that his entire chest and abdomen had been smashed into minced meat, and he suddenly fell to the ground and was drowned by his companion's hooves and feet.

The centaur stood behind the wall and began to draw his bow and fire arrows, and with the sound of the bowstring, the arrows flew in an arc towards the taller robbers behind the goatmen. The bed crossbow behind him also began to shoot, and with each "fairy hum", a heavy all-steel giant arrow turned into a black shadow, which could skewer three or five people into meat skewers and pierce the ground at once when it shot in a dense place.

"Hephasto!" the dwarf roared the name of the god of forging, kicking off all-out hand-to-hand combat.

The screams and blood were as cheap as air in an instant, and the dwarves might not be as strong as the Minotaurs, but at least they were far superior to the vassal warriors who rushed to the front.

The rabbit-headed people suddenly found that the opponent's war hammer was not at all able to resist the wooden stick in their hands, and the sect master they usually relied on had not yet caught up. But surrounded by other robbers rushing behind them, they had lost the right to retreat, and inevitably became the first victims of the battle.