Just because dwarves may seem loyal and honest doesn't mean they're fools. The bunker was built so well to withstand the spell attacks of the elves. Even the elven mage group had to be repaired after breaking through their bunkers, and as for the remaining mages who still had their strength, these dwarves were ignored.

As a natural forging master, it is not a big deal to want to make some equipment with high magic resistance, a well-equipped group of 10,000 people, such extravagant equipment, even a profound elf is difficult to match. Measured by the player's equipment rating, the lowest-ranking soldiers among the more than 10,000 dwarves are all high-quality epic equipment armed to the teeth, not to mention the officers.

The small number of armies of the dwarven tribes also has something to do with this. And the elves have a similar situation, for most elven civilians, poetry and painting are what they yearn for, and there are actually not many who can take fighting and killing as glory. With the low reproduction rate of elves, it is equally impossible to have a large army, but fortunately, the elves have a long lifespan, and it is still possible for veterans to maintain the combat effectiveness of the army.

The Terran army is completely the opposite, purely in terms of the number of legions, the other four races together are only on par with the human kingdom, but the combat effectiveness is not comparable. Except for the elite troops of a few ace regiments, most of the corps are actually reserves and militias, working in peacetime and enlisting in wartime, and their combat effectiveness is quite limited.

To put it mildly, if the 10,000 dwarves in front of him really fight to the death, it will not be difficult to slaughter hundreds of thousands of ordinary human legionnaires. After all, a heavily armed elite against an ordinary NPC who is selling on the ground is no different from an adult beating a child, except that this child also has a weapon in his hand, and he can occasionally kill and injure one or two adults, not to mention, these adults are still tired.

As for the barbarian army, although its combat effectiveness is extremely terrifying, it is not very numerous, especially unlike other tribes, which still have a large number of effective long-range strike methods, so it cannot take advantage of positional warfare. However, in the course of the encounter, it was a disgrace for the other clans to unite with the barbarians and charge into a frenzied group.

The situation of the gnomes is more complicated, although no race has ever fought with these guys in history, but when dealing with demons in history, the gnome layer has sent a large number of mechanical puppets as cannon fodder, consuming a large number of living targets of the enemy, and with the strange and unpredictable scientific and technological facilities that the gnomes have developed for thousands of years, I am afraid that no one dares to underestimate it.

Get back to business.

Prager, who was lying on the gap in the bunker and looking out, patted the ash above his head, and put his arm around Dusser, who smiled: "Look, these sissy horned eagle knights are out, although they look majestic, but they are actually vulnerable, you see." ”

Actually, the huge Hippogriffs weren't as bad as Pragger suggested, but who made their opponents dwarves. Faced with the barbed shields and the dwarves' stocky bodies, the sharp claws were useless at this moment, but the dwarves' secret muskets could cause a large area of burning on their feathers, which caused the originally majestic Horned Eagle Knight to retreat after only two rounds of throwing spears.

Prager continued with a smug face, "Look, they're about to send out the ground cavalry to charge, and when our goat cavalry crushes their charge, it's time for us to go!" I said, Redbeard, I'm afraid there aren't many people in your clan, follow my ass when the time comes, don't die, oh yes, protect your beard, I heard that these non-hairy elves like to cut your long beards the most, hahahahaha. ”

Du Se shuddered and subconsciously touched his beard, but then realized that this was his captain joking with him. But it's really thanks to Prager's blessing, Du Se, who was originally extremely nervous, is indeed a lot more relaxed, took off the shield behind him that is much bigger than himself, fell heavily to the ground, turned the hammer in his hand twice, moved his wrist, stared at everything in front of him, and secretly glanced at the captain next to him, and said in his heart: I will definitely protect you later, captain!

Tread, tread, tread, tread......

The sound of the neat hooves of the elves did not seem like a charge, but like an army being reviewed. It is also difficult for these elves to train their horses to such an extent, and if it were not for their natural affinity as a guarantee, it would be difficult for other races to make their mounts so uniform.

However, on the battlefield, it is not the case that whoever has good kung fu in the queue will have strong combat effectiveness. Although the dwarven goat cavalry was scattered, it was not weak in the slightest. Although the height of the dwarves is not comparable to that of humans, but the strong muscles and thick bodies make their weight not to be underestimated, an adult dwarf usually weighs 200 to 300 pounds, if wearing a full overlay heavy armor will double the weight, ordinary war horses simply cannot carry such a weight, only their domesticated special goats can bear this heavy responsibility, strong and powerful four hooves can not only carry more than 800 pounds of weight, but also can carry a weight of five or six hundred pounds to launch a charge.

The goat cavalry, with a total weight of more than two tons, charged like a small mountain, and more than a thousand horsemen charged together, which really shook the mountain.

Prager put back his poked head back and said to the dozen or so dwarven warriors beside him, "One more glass of wine, oh no, two glasses of wine, you will rush out with me, it's time for these thin pointy ears to see real men!" The dwarves in the audience let out a low roar, slapped their chests hard, and then laughed again.

Dusse looked at Prager with reverence on his face, and asked in a low voice: "The beard is on top, captain, you are really amazing, this situation is exactly what you said!" ”

Prager blew the beard at the corner of his mouth, twisted it with his thick fingers, and said, "Hmph, these stubborn elves haven't changed their routines for hundreds of years, and I remember the last time I rubbed against them, it was also a routine... Well? Needless to say, look, our goat cavalry has already been dispatched! ”

The other dwarves seemed uninterested, and snuggled up in the corner to drink, but Düther lay beside him, looking with serious envy at the goat cavalry who had just finished lining up and were ready to charge. The dwarves in the bunker had just finished drinking a glass of beer, and when they were drinking the second one, Prager slapped excitedly, and a lot of dirt fell, but he said without caring at all: "Little bunnies, get up and see, the cavalry is about to fight!" ”