On the surface, the Dwarven Guards, with an average strength of only three orders, seemed to be the most powerful force among the Dwarves.

But in fact, this force is actually the most "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" unit among the dwarves.

Because the lord of the Cast Iron Castle, Witte Cast Iron, was once a member of the Dwarven Guards of the Dwarven King City!

Out of a cult of personality for the city lord, most of the dwarven warriors who aspired to set foot in the legendary realm joined the dwarven guards of the cast-iron fort, hoping to improve themselves in the long military life.

Mark, the captain of the dwarven guards, who is highly respected by the dwarven guards, is one such member. And the dwarven warriors like him, among the total number of dwarven guards as high as 20,000, there are nearly 2,000. Although not all elites have the strength of the ninth order peak like Mark, most of these elites also have the strength of the seventh to ninth order.

Therefore, after the minotaurs went into battle, the minotaur leader tower was a little stunned to find that his troops still failed to break through the defense line of the dwarves!

"How is this possible!"

The tower, which was really a little incredulous at the scene in front of him, shouted.

"Calm down, Tower! At the moment, it is still us who has the advantage. ”

Buck, the leader of the sheep-headed monsters with two bone scythes on his back, persuaded.

"I know! However, the minotaurs, who are the best at going head-to-head, can't break through the dwarves' defenses, so even if I press the Nightmare Beast troops, I'm afraid it won't be of much use. ”

"Is it possible, do we have to use the trump card first?"

Glancing at the big demons who were watching the battle, Ta shook his head vigorously: "Absolutely not!" If I do that, it will be very difficult to mobilize these archdemons in the future. ”

Although the strength of the Nightmare Beast is also very strong, it is actually inferior to the Minotaur in terms of individual strength. However, since the Nightmare Beasts can become the main force of the Demon Clan, of course, they also have their confidence. And this confidence is the unique aura of fear of the Nightmare Beast clan. This aura ability can continuously reduce the morale of enemies within the enveloping range, causing the enemy forces that confront the Nightmare Beast to eventually lose the courage to fight, and thus retreat.

In short, Nightmare Beasts are very good at protracted battles. The longer the battle, the more likely it is that the Nightmare Beasts will win.

But now, what Tower wants is to fight quickly, break down the dwarven guarded lines as quickly as possible, and then quickly clear out the dwarven spearmen and other ranged troops to achieve the final victory with the least cost.

After all, it is his soldiers who are constantly being consumed on the battlefield now!

That's why Ta didn't want to replace the Minotaur troops at the forefront with the Nightmare Beast troops, because although he would definitely win the victory, the damage to the troops would definitely be much greater than he expected.

As for the reason why the tower did not allow the Great Demon troops to dispatch, it was because of the arrogance of the Great Demons. The Great Demon who likes to destroy and kill prefers to fight with the strong rather than go to the abuse of vegetables without difficulty. If the tower orders the archdemons to attack the dwarven guards, the archdemons will certainly obey orders, but they will definitely be passive and will be more difficult to give orders to them in the future.

So for a while, the tower, which couldn't find any means to deal with it, actually seemed a little helpless.

“…… Otherwise, let my goathead troops do it. ”

After taking a deep breath, Buck, the leader of the sheep's heads, said slowly.

"This ...... Can those goat-headed people really do it? ”

After a moment's hesitation, Ta asked rhetorically.

After glancing at the tower, Buck explained helplessly: "My sheep-headed clan uses a war hammer, which itself is very suitable for dealing with defensive troops. Just beware, you'll have to get the three-headed dogs and minotaurs out of the way first. ”

"It's good if you're sure."

While giving the order, Ta said, "As for letting the three-headed dogs of hell retreat or something, then there is no need, just let the minotaurs retreat." ”

For Tower, who is the leader of the Minotaur, only the compatriots of the Minotaur clan deserve his attention. As for the three-headed dog of hell or something, it's just cannon fodder, and there's nothing to feel sorry for if you die.

In fact, almost all of the three-headed dogs of hell who had been rushing to the forefront were also dead, and only a small number of injured dogs were left to continue fighting.

So Tower quickly ordered the Minotaurs to retreat, while the remaining Hellhounds were left to entangle the dwarven guards.

Although they were a little dissatisfied, the minotaurs still obediently retreated. As soon as the minotaurs withdrew, the sheep-headed monsters who had arrived at the forefront with them immediately came up.

Smelling the heavy smell of blood, and seeing a patch of scarlet, the sheeps-headed monsters who were greatly stimulated were already on the verge of madness. It's just that under the orders of Buck, who is the leader, they have barely managed to maintain their sanity before they have joined the battle.

So, when the minotaurs retreated, the sheep-headed monsters who officially joined the battle went crazy in an instant.

"Baa ......"

"Huh!"

While bleating, the sheep-headed monsters swung their hammers and rushed towards their enemies almost unsuspectingly.

The dwarven spear-throwers, who had been preparing for a long time, sprang into action, and a large number of spears roared at the red-eyed sheep-headed monsters.

The frenzied sheep-headed monsters only used their fighting instincts to fly or avoid the spears that threatened their lives, while the other spears that fell into non-critical positions were ignored by them. So under the blows of the dwarven spearmen, each of the sheep-headed monsters was stuck with three or two spears.

However, the frenzied sheep-headed monsters largely ignored the pain from their wounds and continued to charge at their enemies with their hammers.

With several spears in his body, the sheep-headed monster that was bleeding profusely but still fighting to the death, this scene made the dwarven guards at the front look a little frightened.

As the saying goes: those who are horizontal are afraid of the flute, and those who are stunned are afraid of dying.

Although these dwarven guards who were fighting on the front line were all very brave warriors, they still subconsciously felt a little hairy in their hearts when they saw such a completely lifeless enemy. And what happened next took a heavy toll on the morale of the dwarven guards.

"Huh!"

With a shout, one of the sheep-headed monsters at the forefront grabbed the hammer and slammed it into the dwarven guard's shield. The frenzied sheep-headed monsters have basically forgotten all their combat skills, and are just wielding their hammers on instinct.

But such an unpretentious hammer made the dwarven guards feel a lot of pressure.

"Boom!"

The moment the hammer landed on the shield, the dwarven guard's breath froze. Although he succeeded in blocking the blow with his shield, the tremendous force coming from the shield still made the dwarven guard's arm a little numb.

Before he could adjust his condition, the sheepshead's second hammer fell again.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

The sheep-headed monsters, who had lost their minds, just wielded their warhammers in a haphazard manner. But the hammer blows only increased the pressure on the dwarven guards who were responsible for blocking it, and their hands and feet became more and more numb.

Finally, when the hands and feet of the dwarven guard completely lost their senses, with another heavy hammer blow, the dwarven guard who had been holding on for a long time was directly knocked away by the man with a shield.

And such a scene appeared almost simultaneously at the points of several lines of defense.

"It's not good! They need support! ”

Lott Cast Iron immediately noticed the problem and immediately turned to look at Deck. ushered in, but it was Derk, who had a bitter old face, slowly shaking his head.

"The rune mages have done their best, and the Ice Elemental and Storm Elemental are suppressing the enemy's favorite army, and they can't spare their hands at all."

As Derk said, in order to bless the dwarven guards and dwarven spearmen with magic, the rune mages with a total of only five thousand have been desperately fighting. As for the Elemental Legion that was originally under the command of the Dwarves, it is suppressing the Demon Clan's favorite army with all its might.

The total number of more than 30,000 pet troops has brought a lot of pressure to the side of the cast iron fort, if it weren't for the elemental creatures other than the rock element who have been going all out to suppress the enemy's pet army, the current mage army of the dwarf clan may have been disabled.

Such a situation made Lott Cast Iron's face turn iron-blue. Although he knew that the dwarfs might not be able to support them, Lott Cast Iron still looked at Baker Copperfinger with some hope.

However, Baker Copperfinger could only shrug his shoulders helplessly.

In the case of being hit by the fireballs of the favored concubine forces from time to time, the dwarf mages are still under the protection of the dwarven guards, and they are going all out to carry out magical strikes against the enemy. And now the sheep's head who rushed up was already the third enemy they were dealing with.

Although they have not yet reached their limit, the dwarf magicians who are chanting incantations incantations without stopping for a moment are already sweating profusely.

As for the gnome bombardiers, they have been bombarding the enemy with all their might, trying their best to reduce the number of enemy troops. However, from the fight to the present, the dwarf bombardiers who have never stopped fighting, the supply of ammunition has also begun to have problems, and the frequency of attacks has obviously decreased a lot.

In fact, the dwarf bombardiers, who had already prepared a large number of bombs in advance, should not be short of ammunition. But the bunker has limited space and is not able to stock up on ammunition. In addition, there are safety considerations, so the ammunition in the bunker is actually very limited.

The dwarf bombardiers, who have been throwing bombs frantically, have long since thrown all the ammunition out of the bunker. So much so that now they have to continue the attack while transporting ammunition through tunnels.

In such a state, there is naturally no way to ensure the stability of firepower. But the dwarf bombardiers, who knew how dangerous these bombs were, didn't dare to let the layman interfere at all, so they could only continue to do it with a helpless face.

After counting all the troops at hand, Lott Cast Iron sighed: "Can you only let the bear cavalry be dispatched?" ”

"You can't just let the Magma Dragon play right now."

Derk also looked helpless.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then turned their heads to look at Witt Cast Iron in unison.

"You guys just stay here and watch my old bones turn the tide easily!"

After exhaling a large smoke ring, Werther Cast Iron said smugly.

"Don't use the Storm Lord Transformation unless you have to!"

Lott Cast Iron looked at his father and said very seriously.

"Don't worry, I still want to live a few more years!"

Carrying his oversized hammer, Werther Cast Iron walked away without looking back.

Although he was walking on two small short legs, Witt Cast Iron was astonishingly fast, and it didn't take him a few minutes to reach the garrison of the bear cavalry.

"Little cubs! It's time to sort! ”

After riding the bear that had been waiting in front of the station, Witt Cast Iron yelled at the station.

In response to him, the bear cavalry, which had long been lined up, raised their war hammers in unison.

"Come, follow me!"

After two laughs, Werther Cast Iron clamped his legs and rode his mount bear to the front line.

"Whew! Ha! ”

After shouting in unison, the bear cavalry quickly followed behind Werther Cast Iron and rushed towards the most chaotic battlefield.

"Baa ......"

"Huh!"

The sheepsheads, who were still bleating, had almost broken through the dwarven guards' defenses after a bloody battle. But before they could begin to get complacent, a distant sound caught their attention.

"Boom ......"

The loud sound made the sheep-headed monsters subconsciously gather together and watch a road in waiting.

The next moment, the bear cavalry, led by Witte Cast Iron, emerged from the end of the road and appeared in their eyes.

"Huh!"

One of the tallest sheep-headed monsters screamed, and the rest of the sheep-headed monsters clenched their hammers. Although they had lost their minds, the sheep-headed monsters realized that it was their nemesis for some time, the bear cavalry troops of the cast-iron fort, who were running for this time.

Because the dwarven guards are better at defending, when counterattacking, Werther Cast Iron Belt is full of bear cavalry troops. It is for this reason that the bear cavalry of the cast-iron fort have fought these sheep-headed monsters many times.

So, when he saw the sheep-headed monsters waiting for him, Werther Cast Iron directly pulled down his mask. Behind him, the bear cavalry on the front line also made the same move in unison, ready to charge at the first time.

Although the bear cavalry from the dwarf royal city did not have this tacit understanding, they also silently prepared after noticing the movements of the bear cavalry of the cast-iron castle.

In the high-speed gallop, the two groups of bear cavalry, who were originally somewhat estranged, quickly merged together.

The next moment, the bear cavalry collided with the sheep-headed monsters face to face!