About thirty kilometers to the east of the kobold's main formation is a high mountain, called Boer Mountain.

Boer Mountain was originally the territory of the Terrans, but now the Terran Empire is gone, let alone the territory. This is not a dwarven camp at all, but a battlefield where kobolds surround the remnants of the Terran army.

At this time, countless kobolds at the foot of Boer Mountain densely surrounded the entire peak. Countless kobolds howled madly and rushed to the defensive positions at the foot of the mountain.

"Fireball, Rock Spike, Water Bomb, ......"

Spells of different attributes emanated from the mountain, condescendingly shooting the kobolds attacking the mountain. The kobolds suffered countless casualties, but they had no room to regret it, because there were hundreds of kobolds pouring behind them, and if they didn't rush, they would only be trampled to death by the people behind them, and these kobolds could only swing their knives head-on.

The tragedy of the war is not an exaggeration to describe it as littered with corpses.

Boer Mountain was originally a military stronghold, easy to defend and difficult to attack. After the ancestors of the Terrans built a defensive fortress here, they greatly strengthened their defensive capabilities.

The outer perimeter of Boer Mountain is plain, a horse and a flat river, without any shelter. Surrounded by steep cliffs, it is impossible to climb with the body of a kobold. Even if you can climb, lying on the cliff can only become a living target for the defenders, and it is more likely to rush directly into the avenue.

There is a large road in the middle of the mountain, and it is also the only way to climb the mountain, which leads from the foot of the mountain to the Terran fortress at the top of the mountain.

As the old saying goes, this was once an outpost to stop the invasion of savage creatures, and it was a nightmare for savage creatures. Every inch of land on the steep slope has been drunk with the blood of savage creatures, and this ancient city wall has witnessed time and time again that savage creatures have attacked in vain.

Time flies, time flies, I don't know if fate should be like this or fate played a big joke on the human race. What was once a fortress against savage creatures is now the 'last' stronghold of the Terrans. The Terran Empire has fallen, and 'all' of the surviving Terrans have gathered here to make their last breath.

"Your Excellency, there are too many enemies, even if our ammunition can last for a while, but the brothers' bodies are exhausted to the extreme, and they can't continue......"

A Terran soldier hurriedly looked at the boundless army of kobolds below the mountain with a look of despair. On the city walls, countless Terran archers and magicians vented their anger. Beneath the walls, more soldiers and mages fell asleep from exhaustion, replenishing their few stamina and mana.

The damage to the mage in a protracted war is extremely terrifying, and using up the mana in a short period of time without limit is extremely detrimental to the future of the mage, not to mention that the main force of the war is not the mage, but a large group of magic apprentices who can only do a single magic.

The eyes of the rain falling magister were like torches, and from the beginning of the kobolds' siege of Bulshan, he had already known that the human race was finished, completely finished. But even so, the human race will not grovel, and the eldest husband will die if he dies! The Terrans will not retreat from the fight to the death.

The kobold's offensive was suspended, and one of the kobold chieftains swaggered to the center of the battlefield and shouted:

"Your Excellency Yuluo, my king appreciates that you are a talent, as long as you hand over the 'magic book' in your hand, my king promises to protect the safety of your human survivors and give you a piece of land to reproduce. My king is a righteous man and a gentleman, and you can rest assured that the rain falls. ”

The humans laughed, and the kobolds treated their captives well. Even children know that kobold captives have become food for them, and even goblins don't believe kobolds' promises, let alone Terran magisters.

The rain fell on the city wall, and the sun shone on him, as if a holy light had descended, and his whole person was like a god.

"Your Excellency the Goblin General, please tell the Kobold King."

The tone of the rain falling suddenly rose:

"If the kobold king is a decent gentleman, then I'm his mother. War is war, where is there so much, Lao Tzu is too lazy to educate him, and there is no tutor to let him go to his father. ”

In a word, the entire battlefield was silent. Everyone didn't expect the dignified Rainfall Magister to say such a thing. The Terran soldiers were all amused, and the fatigue on their bodies seemed to be a little less.

The kobold general was so angry that he didn't need Hall's orders to attack directly.

"Rush!"

Numerous kobold warriors, along with many ordinary kobolds with weapons, rushed to the road on the hillside. There are also some kobold shamans in the team who cast spells from time to time to interfere, from the left, right, and through the gaps in the crowd, from time to time to launch counterattacks against the camp on the mountain.

The kobold king 'Hall' was sitting in the Chinese army, and a pair of small eyes were staring at the offensive ahead.

These people don't know what to do, and they will pay for their rudeness.

Their kobold clan lacks everything, that is, there is no shortage of population, and when the strength of a hundred-man squad dies, they will transfer another thousand-man squad of soldiers. When a thousand-strong squad ran out of soldiers, they sent a ten-thousand-man squad to the top. There are not many Terran garrisons left in the fortress on the mountain, and they can't grind them out, even if they are tired, they can be exhausted.

Hale has no interest in accomplishing the Terran extermination. He was only interested in one thing, the magic book in the hands of the human magister 'Rainfall' on the mountain.

At that time, human beings were extremely strong, and all races worshipped them, whether it was military, economic, technological or magic, they were all at their peak, and no one could match them.

As one of the Magus of the Human Empire, the magic book in Yuluo's hand is the most comprehensive magic book known to the Terran. The book contains a record of the recipes and magic of various potions that humans have mastered.

Once the kobold clan seized this book and handed it over to the great shaman Atli for study, then the kobold shaman's overall strength would be qualitatively improved.

Learn one more magic, and the kobold shaman's combat power will increase by one point. If all the magical knowledge is cracked, then the kobold shaman will be able to compete with the snakehead mage. It is no longer a luxury to become the number one clan, or even to unify the county of Nari.

There was a cruel smile on Hall's lips. For the prosperity of the kobold clan and the great cause of reunification, no matter how many kobolds are sacrificed, they will not hesitate to sacrifice them.

What's more, according to Hall's estimation, the mages on the mountain should not have much mana left. With this kind of continuous high-intensity offence, the mages have no time to recover their magic at all, and even if they do, they can be consumed alive!

Once the mages run out of mana, the remaining Terran soldiers are scum. Your Terran soldiers can be three at a top, or five at a top, but what can the Terrans do with a hundredfold or thousand-fold force to attack.

"Send me another team of 1,000 people up and let them kill."

Hall smiled as if victory was in sight. The Terran offensive on the mountain has obviously weakened, and as long as it holds on for a while, the Terran defense will collapse and enter the final white-knuckle battle.

The Terran infantry raised their shields and swords on the walls to prepare for a final desperate fight, and the first kobold had broken through the long-range attack and climbed the walls, and the final battle began.

"For the glory of the human race, soldiers, martial arts are in the sky, armor is in front, and meritorious deeds are under your feet. Draw your sword, and let's send these damned kobolds to hell! ”

"Kill!"