Urs stopped in time, his red eyes glaring at the side with the murderous aura released by the furious state, and suddenly saw that the group of gray dwarf spearmen who had been commanded by Roordorf not long ago had finally arrived at this time.

Although tomahawks and hammers are the traditional weapons that almost every dwarven warrior will be trained in during their childhood, dwarves are actually better suited to combat with long-handled weapons because of their very stable lower plate and relatively good strength.

Compared with the equipment configuration of shields and axes and hammers, long-handled weapons not only make up for the disadvantage of the dwarves who are not big enough, but also turn the size of the dwarf race into an advantage to a certain extent, so that a small number of military scientists in the Golden Que Ying Empire have put forward a hypothetical theory.

Military scientists loyal to the Empire believed that if a dwarven warrior armed with a polearm specialized in the "lower three" parts of human soldiers and humanoid monsters (i.e., abdomen, crotch, and legs) on the battlefield, then the human soldiers and humanoid monsters attacked in this hypothetical theory would not be able to resist it, and suggested that the empire at that time conclude an alliance with the dwarven clans of the Mooncold Plateau, and select dwarven warriors who were skilled in the use of long-handled weapons to be introduced into the country as foreign mercenaries.

Of course, there was no doubt that such military proposals were directly vetoed by His Majesty the Emperor of that era, otherwise there might really be that type of foreign dwarven soldier in the Imperial Army of the Golden Que Ying during the Year of the Candle.

Urs knew a lot about the history of the empire through the memories of his previous life—but he obviously didn't bother to think about it, so he immediately drove the giant sword in his hand to swing vigorously in the direction where his gaze turned his head and swept away!

With this sword, he swept the blade of his weapon from right to left at a downward angle, and the length advantage of his two-handed greatsword allowed him to sever the spears that were stabbing at him from the poles close to the head of the spear before the gray dwarf spearmen in the side direction could hurt him.

Even if the slight enchantment is only level +1, its sharpness and overall quality are far superior to the tabula rasa weapon in the hands of ordinary soldiers!

"This abominable surface human ......"

Seeing Urs's rampaging fighting posture in his own army, Ruldorf frowned, took a step back in front of him with the mace in his hand, and said in his heart, how can this guy's combat strength be so strong?

He was a little puzzled for a moment, and he didn't understand how Barend had provoked such a terrible mad dog!

However, the reality of the situation did not allow him to be distracted.

Rouldorf could see that Urs was coming from him this time, and at the same time, the battle situation on the left side of the front row of the army was somewhat overwhelmed by the continuous charging of Koto and Stonefist, and he could clearly hear that the entire battlefield seemed to hover over the battlefield at all times, as if there was a magical force created by music circling all the time.

The strange magical power raised Koto and Stonefist's spirits, and demoralized the gray dwarves who heard the music.

"Could it be that there are military musicians who know magic knowledge in the enemy's formation?" Rohrdorf was a little shocked for a moment, although he didn't know much about the bard's musical spells, but even he was born beneath the surface of the earth, he had heard a little about the legend of Calvinland, the ancestor of the Golden Warbler.

After all, Calvinland's footprints in history are too dazzling - just like the murderous cunning of the dark elves that not only terrified the inhabitants of the underground, but also earned a bad reputation in many places above the surface.

Ruldorf had heard that the historical human emperor had a military musician in his army who specialized in playing magical music, but he didn't know that the military musicians who had served the Emperor were in fact the military poets of that era.

He felt that the situation was getting more and more tricky, so he thought about it carefully, and then quickly made up his mind, deciding to use his priestly magic to drag Urs for a while, and then boost the overall morale of the left side of the front row of the army.

"Command" and "Resist Fear" - two simple and practical priest 1 ring magic skills.

In just a few seconds, he had already figured out what to do, and then quickly replaced the mace in his right hand with a square metal emblem, and held the priest emblem that belonged to him firmly in the face of Urs, who had been temporarily held back by the gray dwarf spearmen who had been caught up from the middle of the army for a while.

“Stop——！”

Magic Command - Stop.

The emblem of faith engraved on the priest's emblem is a rectangular tower shield depicted with a warhammer, representing the god of faith of the grey dwarven officer, Aoradin, the dwarven god of Castaño.

Oladin is a god of order and goodness, and although he does not like these evil believers beneath the surface, his divine power is still due to the "dwarven" priesthood given to him by the Tablet of Fate, and at this time he has to respond to Ruldorf's divine prayers, so that the power of divine magic is transmitted from the surface of the badge in the gray dwarf's hand.

Urs slashed several spears that were stabbing at him with a sword, and suddenly felt an invisible pressure trying to penetrate his mind to make him surrender to it and not move, but he also realized how weak that invisible pressure was in the face of his mind protected by a berserk state.

So much so that he didn't feel anything unusual except for the first time when he was distracted by the system prompt that came to his mind, and then noticed that the prompt just now had helped him immulate himself to a magical negative control by informing him of the grandmaster-level berserk expertise.

Then he raised his gaze, and the red pupils refocused on Ruldorf's face, causing the other party to immediately stare at the ballballs and gasp, and his heart said badly!

This surface human is completely unaffected - or is his spell cast simply exempt from it?!

It seems that the gray dwarf officer who is a part-time priest is also not very familiar with the high-level berserk specialty ability, and has always thought that the human barbarians from the surface are only brains that are not afraid of death.

And his misunderstanding is about to incur a fatal price for him-

Urs quickly came back to his senses, and the sword that he had just swept away followed with a twisted wrist and slashed back along the trajectory just now, and unsurprisingly slashed the second group of spears that were trying to jam him in time.

The gray dwarf spearmen did not organize the stabbing of the third group spear in time, and the continuity of the offensive was interrupted for a while, so the young man seized the opportunity to get rid of them, and the giant sword in his hand immediately followed the pace of his feet to kill in front of Ruldorf!

The young man roared in a furious battle intent, and the greatsword in his hand followed the momentum of the sprint, pulling a beautiful arc into the already bloody mid-air and slashing at the gray dwarf officer locked by his eyes.

Seeing that the soldiers around him couldn't stop him at all, Ruerdorf had no choice but to hold up his deputy's steel shield at the critical juncture, hoping to block the cross-shaped giant sword in Urs's hand that was about to be swung at him.

It's good that your deputy's armor is a big shield, isn't it?

I've also done enchantment enhancements.

And then the time of thought passed in a flash—

The cross-shaped two-handed giant sword slashed heavily at the large thick shield on his left arm, making a loud "clang"!

The young man's terrifying power pressed against him through the contact between the sword and the shield, and when he realized that his great shield had successfully blocked the blow, he also moved his arm as if he had been electrocuted—

It's spicy as if the muscles are torn.

Then a numbness, unconscious—

"It's broken!" Ruldov immediately realized that his left arm had been dislocated by the shock, and the detached arm was then removed with a large shield tied to his forearm.

Urs gripped the hilt of his sword, and although he was slightly surprised by the block of Roerdorf's large shield, he also discovered that the main problem with his sword's failure to violently break the shield was the weapon in his hand.

Because of the surprise caused by this momentary accident, the young man realized that the two-handed greatsword with a +1 enchantment level in his hand actually seemed to be a little curled, proving that the durability of the items of magic equipment could not actually withstand the long-term toss of his crazy and savage fighting style.

At least +1 level enchantment doesn't seem like enough......