Since Fitandila was the leading party to guide the way, after arriving at the gate of Fetamburg, the stone rushed directly into the city without any pause, causing Hawkeye, who was waiting by the gate, to look confused, so he had to follow with the other wolf riders.

The other greenskinned cavalry, orc kids, and goblin archers who were a little slower than them rushed into the city one after another, and as for the slowest troll, they were long gone, and they probably found that they couldn't keep up with the greenskins, so they found a place to sleep or eat on their own, after all, humans were also in their recipes.

As soon as the fierce-faced greenskins entered the city, it was like a thunderclap in the flatland, which immediately caused a commotion among the civilians who were about to flee at the city gate.

However, at this time, there were only a few people on the street after all, and they did not cause much movement, after all, the vast majority of ordinary people had already hidden in their own houses, and the bold ones would quietly open a crack in the door, cautiously observe the movement outside, and wait for the birth of the winner.

Under the guidance of Fitandila, the chariot ran wildly from east to west, with only one goal, that is, the city lord's mansion in the center of the city.

However, they soon encountered obstacles, and as soon as they left the two streets of the city gate, they encountered a black army, the number was very small, about a thousand people, looking at the direction was coming towards the back door, and the two sides happened to collide head-on.

Obviously, they are the invaders.

The city lord of Zareth is obviously not a stupid person, after completely controlling the front door at the first time, he immediately led the main force to trap the remaining army of Fetanburg around the city lord's mansion, and then as long as the back door is taken down again, it is a situation of catching turtles in the urn, and it is only a matter of time before the entire fortress is captured.

So he specially sent a partial division with ordinary combat effectiveness to rush to the back door, this task is logically easy, after all, no one cares about it now, and he just wants to cut off Matthew's back road, just in case, but he didn't expect that there was really an accident.

The general who led this army was stupid on the spot when he saw the hordes of murderous green-skinned cavalry, even the most far-sighted people could not have imagined that there would be a group of greenskins at such a time, fortunately, the number of opponents did not seem to be much.

By the time the general had finally commanded his already terrified spearmen to set up their formation, and before the archers behind could shoot their first arrows, a green whirlwind had already struck.

Led by a dilapidated chariot, nearly two hundred goblin wolf riders swung their various machetes in their hands and smashed them into the ranks of the black-clothed soldiers like cannonballs.

Arriving at the same time as them, there were also some arrows from long-range archers, although there were not many, but they also caused a lot of psychological pressure on them who were poorly equipped.

The soldiers of this human army, though regular, were generally armed with only a dirty leather armor covered with a uniform black linen uniform, a log shield, and no other protective gear.

It soon became clear to them that in the hands of the murderous Greenskins on the other side, the armor was not working as well as it should.

The first to take over was the Potbelly King's chariot, although it was only a frontal charge with no technical content, but with the tank-like Atrak in front of the road, the pressure on the wolf riders behind was much less.

With just one charge, the human spearmen who were hit by the chariot suffered heavy losses, hula la-la-fell in large pieces, and the faces of the other people who had not yet been attacked turned completely white.

Most of these fears came from the huge Araknari Queen Spider, especially when they found that the wooden spear in their hands was more than two meters in pain, and it didn't hurt at all at all when they found out that the giant spider's carapace was not at all.

On the contrary, anyone who is touched by Atrak's two sharp front paws will without exception turn into bloody shards like torn white paper.

Under the control of the Great Bear, the chariot that had already entered the crowd showed no signs of stagnating, and kept moving forward from the beginning, no matter how many enemies it stood in front of it, there was only one end, and that was to turn into a scattered corpse.

And when the stones on the car and Fitandila jumped down and joined the battle, the speed of the slaughter increased dramatically.

Not to mention how powerful the stone's two machetes are, every time you swing someone, someone will be cut in two, let's just say that the female knight, although her beloved horse has been killed by Egrim outside the cave, she can only fight on foot is by no means comparable to ordinary soldiers, not to mention that with the "Glorious Blade" in her hand, her killing speed is not much slower than that of stone.

With the two of them fighting with Atrak at the front, the wolf riders in the back did not encounter much resistance and damage, and began to skillfully harvest their lives.

The long-lost smell of blood and all kinds of screams further fueled the desire for battle in these fields, although they had just finished a hearty battle, they always felt that something was missing, and now they knew that it was the smell of blood.

Although the Greenskins are not as obsessed with killing as the sadistic followers of the Chaos Evil Gods, they simply like to fight, there is no doubt that the blood that bursts out like flowers is definitely the best stimulant on the battlefield.

It was a pity that there were too few enemies in front of him, and when the more than 100 nimble Squigg jumpers and the more powerful boar cavalry arrived in the immediate aftermath, the army of Zareth, which had already lost almost a third of its men, collapsed on the spot.

Neither the archers nor the swordsmen, nor the few spearmen left, all turned around and fled, and as for the generals who commanded them, they had long since been cut off by Hawkeye and hung around their waists, their faces full of fear and doubt.

Presumably he didn't understand until he died, how a good errand that he had so finally snatched suddenly became a rope for his life, and it came too quickly, so it can only be said that his luck today is not good.

After the cavalry alone had defeated this medium-sized army, the greenskins who were walking behind them were late, and when they saw the corpse of the shrimp that had fallen to the ground, they immediately let out a series of dissatisfied sounds, meaning that it was over before the addiction was over, but soon they heard the voice of their boss:

"Don't force B for Lao Tzu, if you want to fight, run faster, keep up, and keep rushing!"

After saying that, he didn't give them time to rest, and the Potbelly King's chariot started again, still rushing to the front as always, killing the enemy who was faintly coming to support in the distance.

This time it's definitely enough for them to kill!