The assault began before the moon had fully lifted off!

At the forefront are the dwarven ranger troops and hammer guards, the former is similar to the elves' rangers, belonging to the elite individual combat arms, mainly hunters, equipped with muskets, bows and crossbows and small flying axes and one-handed swords, and can also summon pets to fight together, because the rangers often need to perform tasks in the harsh snowy mountain environment of the Danmoro wild, so they often choose wolves, bears or snow-capped giant apes as pets, which makes the real strength of the mountain rangers generally around the sixth order, It can be said that it is the real elite of the dwarf kingdom. This time, there were nearly 200 mountain rangers participating in the rescue force, not to mention the small number, but it was already a very powerful force.

The larger number of Hammer Guards is the main force responsible for protecting the Ironforge Fort, they play the role of guards, police and soldiers at the same time, responsible for guarding the entrances and exits, key points and passages of the Ironforge Fort, providing assistance to the dwarven civilians who are at a loss, and when necessary, they become forbidden soldiers, shedding their blood for the benefit of the dwarves. The Hammer Guards are overwhelmingly warriors, armed with one-handed hammers and shields, and wear heavy armor, and the dwarves' skillful blacksmithing has turned them into real tin cans. They are the main defensive force of the dwarven army, and few other classes can surpass them in terms of defensive ability. Although the strength of each Hammer Guard is only about the fourth order, when they form a tight line, even the mighty champion knights will have to work hard to break through this impregnable defense.

Leading this team is the heroic dwarven knight Kuran Ironrock, the second son of the Ironstone family, and his brother Lotre Ironrock is the deputy commander of the Mountain Ranger Army, which is the main reason why he can command two hundred Mountain Rangers. You know, since the battle in the Jerimanca Desert has become more and more difficult, the already small number of mountain ranger troops has been unable to provide more excellent soldiers.

And now, this young man, who has been designated as the deputy commander of the Ironforge Castle Guard Force, and can enter the upper echelons of the Dwarven Kingdom as long as this rescue operation is successfully completed, is rubbing his beard restlessly.

Contrary to the pride he had when he set off, Kuran now has long since lost any relaxed look.

"There are too many!" The dwarf rode a horned goat, watched his men knock the monsters in his way into powder, and said helplessly.

He didn't expect that in the first battle of this operation, the enemy would not be those evil dragonmen, nor those black dwarfs who betrayed the Three Hammers Alliance, but the monsters that could be seen everywhere in the Burning Plains!

Fire elementals, stone elementals, fire eaters, flame lurkers, large and small, all kinds, Curran dares to guarantee that this clearing, which doesn't seem to be as big as Ironforge Square, is definitely a big exhibition of monsters in the entire Burning Plains!

"Commander, these monsters were not born here naturally, there must be something wrong with this!" An old ranger stood next to Kuran and said as he used his musket to feed the projectiles into the heads of the monsters.

Curran nodded, he is not a rookie in the greenhouse, the customs of the dwarves make these stone heads look down on any waste who relies on the family's shadow, therefore, every hero-level dwarf has grown up through countless battles, and Kuran is no exception. In these battles that made him stronger and stronger, the Burning Plains also had a certain share.

"You're right! Someone definitely did it on purpose! "Keep the patrolmen on the lookout for ammunition, we carry a lot of supplies, but they aren't meant to be wasted on this waste!" ”

Although there were quite a few of them, these crowded monsters did not threaten his soldiers, the defenses of the hammer guards were impregnable, and the muskets in the hands of the rangers were synonymous with accuracy, except for the shorter range, the power was several levels higher than that of bows and arrows, and almost every projectile could kill a target.

The only thing that can worry him is the logistics supply, unlike the arrows, the production process and cost of the projectile are greater, and the gunpowder is even less than one part, and only the dwarves in the entire Entagre Continent can afford this expensive weapon!

"Order, form a three-column line formation, and advance slowly! Let a group of mages and archers be sent later! "The three-line formation is a battlefield advance formation often used by the dwarves, and the dwarves in heavy armor form three defensive lines to escort the long-range strike force to advance slowly, and each defensive line will be rotated after a certain period of time to ensure that each dwarf on the defensive line has enough time to rest and recover.

The advantage of this formation is that it has strong defense and can protect the lives of soldiers, while the disadvantage is that it moves slowly, and the dwarves are not fast because of their leg sprints, so the speed of progress is even slower. As soon as the leading troops slowed down, the players behind them quickly crowded together, making the entire area denser.

Finding out about this, Kuran couldn't help but frown, he wasn't angry at the chaotic and bad performance of these players, after all, he also knew very well that in order for these guys who had no formal training at all to understand what the rules were, what was needed was not to be approachable and soothed, but to be ruthless and do what he said! What he was worried about was when he would be able to reach Blackstone Mountain, after all, time was not on his side.

"Let these idiots spread out along both sides of the defensive line, and remember, anyone who dares to disrupt the formation will be considered a collaborator and killed on the spot!" Dwarves are generally good, but dwarves who can become heroes and command armies rarely invite greater disasters because of such senseless kindness.

With this order, the players who "obeyed the order" did not hesitate to fly over the line formed by the hammer guards like rabbits out of the cage, and happily began to harvest those monsters.

"It's been so long, and these three-inch nails still don't understand what war is!" Beyond the monster's obstruction, halfway up the mountain not far away, Mikhalev, the co-captain of the Cerberus Wing, looked coldly at the chaotic dwarven players and sighed.

"Hehe, isn't that what we're looking forward to!" Deputy Wing Captain Huff put on his helmet and hid his standard undead countenance, "It's almost time!" ”

Behind the two of them, there were two thousand heavily armored undead cavalry! No one whispers, no one shakes their heads, there is just iron discipline and indomitable fighting spirit!

The entire Cerberus Wing has more than two hundred chaser regiments, which have been built for war from the very beginning, infantry, archers, mages, light cavalry, heavy cavalry, and even engineers and logistics troops, the entire Cerberus Wing is a complete legion in itself, with its own command system, logistics support system and equipment building system.

Similar to Cerberus, there are also a number of large hunting regiments such as Olympus and Barnaught Dolden, and in order to create these real war beasts, the Devouring Serpent has invested a lot of materials and gold coins in order to create these real war beasts.

Yu Bin led the light armored cavalry unit of the Cerberus Wing in Lasgard, and what appeared here now was the real killer of the largest hunting regiment organization of the undead clan!

Mikhalif drew the sword hanging from his waist and raised it high, and in the dark night, two thousand pairs of dark blue eyes suddenly lit up, and four thousand dark blue ghostly fires made the whole world seem to be haunted by the whispers of the dead.

With a heavy swing of the long sword in his hand, under the leadership of Mikhalif, the heavy armored cavalry drove the undead war horses under their crotch, first slowly and then quickly, charging towards the battlefield along the slope.

"Well, what's the sound?" Curran asked, observing the chaotic battlefield of the players, his experience allowing him to quickly determine that the vibrations coming from the ground and the muffled thunder in the air were definitely not caused by the players, as if a group of cavalry were charging.

But would there be a massive cavalry in such a damn place? What's more, he didn't see the light of the torches around here!

I have to say that even though Kuran is already a hero-level dwarf, even if he has experienced countless battles, the truly tragic battlefield is precisely what he has never tasted, it is no wonder that since the camp war thousands of years ago, there have been few large-scale wars in the entire Ntagri continent, the most recent one was the war that occurred in the Jeremanca Desert, but due to the limitations of the desert environment, plus the military strength of the elves and dwarves is not dominated by cavalry, As a result, it is almost impossible to see a large-scale cavalry charge.

However, the dwarven ranger beside Kuran noticed something, and the middle-aged dwarf took out a special projectile larger than an ordinary projectile from the ammunition pouch on his waist, which was a flare embedded with the light spell. After thrust it into the chamber of the gun, the dwarf did not hesitate to pull the trigger forward.

The exploding projectile triggers the luminosis within, and the light spills out, revealing the fact that Curran is almost desperate.

It was a black storm, a wave of death, a scythe of death that could make people's hearts frightened!

"Enemy Attack !!" At this moment, Kuran's heart was firmly clenched by death!

"Commander! Your Excellency, Commander! Lord Curran!! The dwarf on the side shouted loudly, and found that Kuran was riding on the back of the goat, and the impatient dwarf ripped Kuran off his mount, who was still stunned. Lord Curran! Please hurry up and give the order! ”

"Orders? Right, right, command!! Kuran, who finally came to his senses, immediately realized how out of shape he had just been, and in order to save his performance, he shouted loudly, "Immediately switch to a circular defensive formation!" The ranger troops fired flares, threw their torches, and prepared for battle!! ”

As for the players who had already scattered like wild horses, Kuran couldn't control them now, instead, he now hoped that the fools would be able to block the cavalry a little bit and buy him time to adjust his formation.

"Hmph, it's late!" Mikhalif, who rushed to the front, didn't care about the other party's response.

What he led this time was not the light armored cavalry that appeared in Lasgard, but the real heavy armored cavalry, which means that these cavalry are not only fully armored, but also even the war horses are wearing heavy full-body horse armor, and the weapon is made of pure iron, a four-meter-long riding spear, plus a spare saber, the weight of this equipment alone exceeds fifty kilograms, which is not comparable to those light armored cavalry who only wear chain mail at the beginning.

In fact, only the undead can create such a heavy cavalry, although the human military horse is better than the undead war horse in terms of sprinting ability, but it is far inferior to the undead war horse in terms of staying power and weight-bearing ability, which is one of the reasons why the undead death knight is more powerful than the human knight.

If in the battle of Lasgard, thousands of undead light cavalry sliced the entire Pharaoh League players to pieces like a sharp blade, then now, these heavy armored cavalry are like a hammer, smashing these dwarven players to pieces like walnuts.

Whether it's a monster or a player, a warrior or a hunter, anything that stands in the way of these heavy tanks has only one result, and that is death!

Someone was knocked away like a ripe persimmon, exploded into a rain of blood in the air, someone was knocked down like rancid mud, trampled to a ground of minced flesh, wailing, exclaiming, begging for mercy, cursing, no matter how many tricks these players had, they could not shake the will of these undead knights.

Kuran watched as the players who had no one in their eyes turned into the most humble maggots, trampled under the feet of the knights in black armor like garbage, and the rolling torrent swept across the land without stopping, towards him and his men.

And at this time, he hasn't even finished changing the formation!

So, with the spiky horse armor, the riding spears in the hands of the undead knights, and the large shields in the hands of the hammer guards, there was a face-to-face conversation.

The results are obvious!

Even if these hammer guards saw that they could not form a circle formation, and rearranged them into three formations in order to protect the fragile mountain rangers behind them, this level of defense was still very vulnerable to the charge of these heavily armored knights at any cost, and there was not enough depth of defense, they could not reduce the impact of the cavalry, and naturally there was no way to stop them from continuing to break through.

One, two, soon became five, ten, and constantly hammer guards were knocked out, knocked to the ground, impaled through the body with rifles!

Together! Two courses! Three ways!

The three-line formation is like a thin piece of paper in front of these heavily armored cavalrymen, which can be broken with a single stab!

And in front of the heavy cavalry who broke through the defense line, there were only those fragile mountain rangers wearing leather armor!

At this moment, Mikhalif saw the victory that had been held in the palm of his hand!