"Blessings!"

When the Rock Elementals' defenses were about to be breached, Deck gave the order first.

The rune mages under his command sprang into action, neatly removing a piece of rune stone engraved with a bear claw pattern from their belts, crushing it vigorously, and then using metal staffs to guide the magic power to bless the dwarven guards.

When the effect of the blessing of the runic magic "Swarm Bear Power" was accurately released on the dwarven guards at the front, these dwarven guards also began to act.

"Drink! Ha! ”

With a concerted shout, the dwarven guards raised their shields at the same time and slapped the three-headed hellhounds in front of them.

"Woohoo......"

Although the three-headed dogs of hell had the speed advantage of charging, they could not stop the shield blow of the dwarven guards who had been blessed by the power of the bear, and they were all dazed by the shields in the hands of the dwarf guards.

The three-headed dogs of hell who rushed up behind didn't expect the compatriots in front of them to stop suddenly, and immediately after a chaotic collision, they rolled into a ball with the three-headed dogs of hell in front of them.

The dwarven guards, who had turned a blind eye to the scene of the car accident in front of them, once again took steps in unison, and at the same time smashed their shields in front of them. With the help of the nail stakes that popped up under the shield and the cooperation of the shoulders, the defensive posture was completely opened.

"Prepare for the onslaught!"

As one of the captain of the dwarven guards yelled loudly, all the dwarven guards took a deep breath and then held their shields with all their might.

The next moment, the three-headed dogs of hell who continued to rush forward crashed into their shields one after another.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"......"

In the midst of this continuous collision, there were constantly dwarven guards who were knocked upside down and flew out, but more often than not, the three-headed dogs of hell had to stop after hitting their heads and bleeding.

The injured dwarven guards still have the dwarven medical team to rescue, and the injured three-headed dogs of hell are not so good, and they can only continue to fight the battlefield until they die in battle or the demons win.

If you really want to talk about strength, of course, it is the three-headed dog of hell with fifth-order strength who wins. However, the Hellhounds are not cavalry units that rely on speed to win, and this kind of cluster charge is actually not much of a reinforcement for them.

In contrast, the dwarven guards who are fully defensible are completely different.

As a defensive class with an average strength of only the third order, the dwarven guards with small short legs are not very fast, and their attack ability can only reach the average. Only the defensive ability has always been a source of pride for the dwarven guards.

Although they are a little shorter, the dwarves with bucket stature have the strength to run wildly with a large shield as tall as them. At the same time, the level of the dwarven clan's forging process is undoubtedly high, and as a defensive class, the shield held by the dwarven guards is naturally not inferior.

In addition, the dwarves are not tall, so the center of gravity is naturally low. And the center of gravity is lower, and it will naturally be more stable when making defensive moves. Therefore, in front of the dwarven guards who are fully defending, even the strongest troops will feel a headache for these stubborn "stumbling blocks".

When the dwarven guards put on a defensive posture and went all out to defend, even the sixth-order minotaur guards and the ninth-order hydras could hardly break through their defenses, let alone the fiveth-order three-headed dogs of hell.

Therefore, the three-headed dogs of hell, who had been rampage, and even the defense line of the rock element had been broken through by them, were in the defense line formed by the dwarven guards, and they were dizzy and dizzy.

It was then that the dwarves began to fight back.

"Raise the Spear ......"

"Cast!"

With Lotter Cast Iron's order, the dwarven spear-throwers threw their spears in unison. The black spears arced and then fell heavily on the Helldogs with a whistling sound.

The heavy spear completely ignored the sturdy bodies of the Hellhounds, and pierced straight into it, and then broke through its body unabated, until it pierced deep into the ground.

In just the blink of an eye, there was a black "gun forest" in front of the dwarf guards, and the originally fierce three-headed hell dogs became pieces of meat on meat skewers and were directly nailed to death in the "gun forest".

Seeing the right time, the pets decisively launched a counterattack, and the massive fireballs once again swept across the entire battlefield and fell on the dwarven spearmen who had just shot.

At this moment, some of the dwarven guards came to the dwarven spearman in time and quickly raised the large shield in their hands.

"Boom!"

The burst of fireball exploded into a sea of fire, engulfing the dwarven guards with their shields raised and the dwarven spearmen behind them into flames. But when the flames were extinguished, the dwarven guards and dwarven spearmen, who had many traces of smoke and fire, scolded and slapped the flames on their bodies.

The succubus general in charge of commanding the pet concubine's troops immediately narrowed her eyes, and she quickly judged that the number of dwarves casualties was far lower than her estimate.

This is because, unlike the dwarfs, who are also short, they have very high magic resistance. This trait makes it difficult for the dwarves to have mages, and it also makes the dwarves completely unafraid of less powerful magical attacks. In addition, most of the dwarves like to forge, and after working by the furnace for a long time, the dwarves have become very heat-resistant, so the dwarves actually have fire magic resistance that is only the only one in the demon race.

That's why the results of the fireball attacks of the pets are so bad.

The dwarven spear-throwers who had been hit by the blow were immediately furious, and they immediately drew their second spears without bothering to tidy up their clothes.

Unfortunately, the location of the pet concubines was too far away from them to reach with spears, so the dwarven spearmen could only vent their anger on the other demon troops.

The best targets, of course, are the three-headed dogs of hell.

Furious at being burned by the smoke and even the burning of their beards, the dwarven spearmen threw their spears again, and the heavy spears soon formed a forest of spears, turning another group of dogs into meat skewers.

Such a ferocious scene made the three-headed dogs of hell behind them suddenly feel cold in their hearts, and their steps subconsciously slowed down a lot. Even at the urging of the Minotaur Overseers, the three-headed dogs of Hell had to move on, but their original fierce momentum was gone.

And that's one of the reasons why the dwarven spearmen chose to use spears instead of heavy crossbows.

Compared to heavy crossbows, which have a relatively fixed range, the range of a spear is actually determined by the strength of the user, and the fierce dwarves have always been short of strength. At the same time, in order to better exert the power of the heavy crossbow, the front of the crossbow unit is actually not suitable for the existence of friendly troops, after all, the sharp crossbow arrow does not have eyes.

Therefore, after considering the problem of coordination with the dwarven guards, the dwarves finally chose to throw spears with a slightly shorter range but more powerful.

This time, in the face of the onslaught of a large number of three-headed dogs of hell, these spears were powerful enough to make the high-level of the dwarven clan who were watching very satisfied.

Zaggs, who likes to explode, began to think about whether he could combine spear throwing and explosive bombs on the spot......

The situation on the front line has also made many demons with long brains realize that the enemy this time is obviously not ordinary.

"It is worthy of being the strongest force in this region, and the strength of the dwarves is really good."

Ta, the leader of the minotaur with a battle axe, sneered, "It's a pity, that's the end of your show. ”

"Minotaurs, charge!"

As a minotaur blew its horn vigorously, the minotaurs' eyes lit up in the battlefield. They had already grabbed their tomahawks, mooed and charged.

The sheep-headed monsters who had been following them also followed the trend and began to charge.

"The smell of blood is wonderful!"

After laughing wildly twice, a ninth-order Minotaur warrior was the first to arrive at the forefront. Eager to fight, he crashed directly into the three-headed dogs of hell in front of him and came in front of the dwarven guards.

Under the continuous onslaught of the three-headed dogs of hell, although the dwarven guards who had been on the defensive did not take half a step back, there were many gaps in the defensive line. At this time, the location of this minotaur warrior is one of these gaps.

"Moha......"

"Is that all there is to you? It's too weak, it's too weak......"

The laughing minotaur warrior grabbed his battle axe and swept it away, sending the two dwarven guards in front of him into the air. So triumphantly, he stepped forward again, intending to break through the enemy formation in one go.

At that moment, a dwarven guard, taller than the other dwarven guards, quickly approached and slapped his shield with a battle axe at the minotaur warrior.

If Aisha had been there, she would have known that the dwarven guard was the captain of the dwarven guard who had led her way.

"Whew! Throat! Woo ......"

With his eyes fixed on the minotaur warrior, the captain of the dwarven guard silently tapped his shield and launched a provocation to the enemy that belonged to the warrior.

"Want to go one-on-one with me? I can fulfill your ......"

"Give me your head! Mohha......"

After a few wild laughs, the Minotaur warrior swept at the captain of the dwarven guard who was less than his waist.

"Bang!"

After raising his shield and taking the blow, the captain of the dwarven guard made two scorch marks directly on the ground, which stopped the trend of sliding backwards.

"Mark! Can you hold on? ”

A familiar dwarven guard asked worriedly.

"No problem."

The captain of the dwarven guard known as Mark replied without looking back, and then rushed towards the minotaur warrior.

"Moo? You can actually take my blow, your strength is not bad! Certainly not my opponent, though! Mohha......"

Looking at Mark, who seemed unscathed, the minotaur warrior carrying the tomahawk laughed again.

"Your nonsense, it's too much."

Mark, whose eyes had been calm, stopped suddenly, and the tomahawk that was dragging behind him cut through an arc and slashed straight at the legs of the minotaur warrior.

Dwarves are slashed!

"Khooth!"

At the critical moment, the Minotaur warrior jerked down his battle axe, blocking Mark's slash with its wide blade.

Looking at the string of sparks drawn on the axe, the minotaur warrior said with interest, "Interesting! It's so much fun! I'm starting to love it! ”

After a missed blow, Mark took two steps forward, his tomahawk slashing at the Minotaur warrior's legs again. And this time, the minotaur warrior still used his battle axe to block the blow.

Undeterred, Mark took another step forward, still slashing at the legs of the Minotaur warrior with an axe.

The Minotaur warrior was about to repeat his old trick, but Mark's battle axe suddenly stopped in front of his battle axe, and then Mark directly raised his shield and crashed into it.

Sacrifice your shield to strike!

The unprepared Minotaur warrior was directly knocked backwards, and his feet suddenly opened open.

Mark's eyes flashed as he forcibly stopped the momentum with a rebound, and the tomahawk in his hand slashed at the legs of the minotaur warrior again.

This time, the Minotaur warriors, who had not yet stabilized their figures, could no longer use their battle axes to block.

But before the battle axe was about to cut off the left leg of the Minotaur warrior, the minotaur warrior sneered and directly raised his left foot.

Makes Mark's tomahawk miss again.

However, this time, Mark took advantage of the situation to put the shield on the ground, and while sliding forward against the shield, the whole person directly turned around with the shield as a pillar, so that the battle axe that drew an arc slashed towards the right foot of the minotaur warrior again!

The sneer on the corner of the Minotaur warrior's mouth turned into horror before it disappeared. However, before he could stabilize his body and had already lifted his left foot, he could not make any other movements, and could only watch as Mark's tomahawk slashed towards his right foot.

With the effect of the whirlwind, Mark's tomahawk seemed to cut through the right foot of the Minotaur warrior without resistance, as if it were slicing cream with a hot knife, and completely sliced it off with the flow.

At the same time as his right foot flew up, the minotaur warrior, who could not maintain his balance, fell directly backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

Falling to the ground on the battlefield can almost be equated with death in battle.

So the minotaur warrior immediately struggled hard.

But before he could get up, Mark walked steadily in front of him.

"Don't underestimate the dwarves, you cow!"

I'm not a cow!

Before the Minotaur warriors could say anything to refute, Mark, who didn't like nonsense, picked up his axe and cut off his head.

At the same time as the huge bull's head flew up, Mark had already turned around and ran to another battlefield.