In terms of scale alone, in the eyes of the Panshan Clan, the number of invaders far exceeds that of the Mountain Armor Corps, and in the increasingly murky underground river, there are even 30,000 amphibian fish-man regiments around, waiting for the moment when the battlefield will be decided. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The silence of the amphibians was in front of them, and at this moment, whether it was the mountain armor people or Sauron, they were very clear in their hearts. The combat effectiveness of the Fish-Man Corps on land can be described as scum, the cunning octopus deputy patriarch, who will only be willing to help the victor's side.

A long stalemate did not benefit the Shanjia people in the slightest. That inherent racial pride makes the carapaces unwilling to hide in a castle made of steel like a turtle with a shrunken head, and the word coward seems to be a taboo for the carapaces, and no carapace is even willing to bear such a title.

"This is an honorable war, and if we can repel the invaders, it will be an epic legend! No matter where the mountain armor people will go in the future, today we will throw out the blood left in our veins by our ancestors!! ”

The Hammer Mountain Armor Patriarch Ofge cast a color on the Stone Fist Patriarch and the Cold Iron Patriarch. Later, he personally led eight hundred fierce mountain armor warriors of the Hammer Clan to form a triangular assault formation and take the lead in rushing to the battlefield.

"Ovg, go and disrupt the enemy's formation! When the time comes, I swear by the names of my ancestors that I will blow the horn of an all-out attack! ”

The words of Askar, the patriarch of the Stonefist Clan, came from far behind the Hammer Dwarven Patriarch Ofg.

But compared to the guardianship oath of Aska, the patriarch of the Stone Fist Clan, Ibek, the patriarch of the Mountain Armor of the Cold Iron Clan, his face was extremely gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

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"The phalanx of spears meets the enemy! Minotaurs and legionnaires stand by in place! ”

Sauron shouted orders to Cius, the commander. At present, the Yamajia Corps has only dispatched one-third of its troops, a spear phalanx of 6,000 recruits, to resist the 800 Hammer Warriors. Sauron retains two of the most elite forces, and its purpose is to keep an eye on the other two major mountain armor clans.

"Listen to me! Take ten steps forward and form a defensive formation in place! ”

Sius, the commander of the thousand, was in a phalanx of spears, and his loud voice resounded in the ears of every soldier.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

As it was trained before the war, after a distance of ten paces. The soldiers in the front row crouched on the ground, the soldiers in the second row only had to put their spears on the shoulders of the person in front of them, and the spears of the soldiers in the third and fourth rows came out of the gaps.

It was only a brief moment, and in front of the phalanx, a dense spear barrier consisting of four to six rows of spearmen was quickly formed. Theoretically, it is impossible to break through unless the enemy has similar or longer weapons. But theory is only theory after all, for example, high-level weapons like the mountain armor people, and strong combat effectiveness of the troops, are often not in the theory.

"Hammer warriors, stay behind me! We have the blood of the Dragon Slayer in our veins, and the enemy's delusional attempt to stop the Dragon Slayer with a 'hedgehog' is the most ridiculous joke I've ever seen! - Kill! ”

The patriarch of the Hammer Armor Clan, Ovge, is crazy, and even the Hammer Armor with 800 Hammer Armor people of the same bloodline as him is also crazy. The mountain armor people wrapped in 100 steels are like barrels of ignited gasoline, and their bodies are full of amazing explosive power!

On the battlefield of cold weapons, when two soldiers meet. There were no loud noises, no sparks, just scattered limbs and blood, and roars of rage.

The sound of commands, the sound of the wind, the roar, the mechanical sound of the bow and crossbow, the dull sound of the blade entering the body, and even the "pop" of flesh and bone being cut......

Gathering under the light of the magma of this underground world, it is like a crazy and slightly desperate rock music.

"Kill!"

The Hammer Warrior Patriarch Ofg led the Hammer Clan's Warriors to the front, and with an axe down, the over-long spears in the front row shattered to the ground as if they were muddy. Even the occasional spear piercing Ovg's armor would have done nothing but leave a few insignificant scratches.

The performance of the eight hundred Hammer Mountain Armor men was like a copy of Ovg, and they were like bamboos, and almost without a pause, they were inserted into the spear battle array! This scene is like a sharp knife cutting a large piece of cream cake.

The forward of the triangular assault formation crushed three hundred spear soldiers in a single shot, and then quickly pulled out a sticky blood path behind them as the mountain armor men advanced with iron bumps.

The battle that took place in front of them made many recruits begin to feel that the iron-blooded training they had received in the training ground yesterday was like a child's game, simple and naïve. They had never waded through a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. "These mountain armor people wrapped in steel armor can't resist at all!"

"Listen to the order - fold the wings!"

Sius's purpose was simple, he wanted to completely seal the hole that had been torn open by the carapace. Like pockets, pack them into the center of a spear battle array, and drag these mighty mountain carapaces to death with their lives.

In the eyes of the commander Sius, even if it is a brute bull, it has the moment of exhaustion. Only then will the most elite 500 overseer infantry be mobilized to deliver the most ruthless blow to the opponent.

When the pikemen on both sides surrounded it, it was like a giant pincer clamping this raging mountain armor force, trying to completely squash it!

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Sauron, not knowing when he was, also joined the battlefield. Maybe it was when three hundred pikemen were crushed by the tough mountain carapace warriors, or maybe at the beginning of the war, but that was no longer important now.

All he could do was monitor the situation on the battlefield. At the same time, he personally led the long-range infantry, loudly ordered the crossbowmen, and frantically poured the few remaining arrows at the Panshan archers, suppressing the opponent's long-range firepower for their own battle arrays.

With the blood and corpses of the soldiers under their feet, many of the ranged infantry began to tremble as their hands became disengaged from the continuous fire. The neat long-range coverage has long since turned into a scattered and disorganized straight line scattering. The mechanical sound of the bow and crossbow came, and an arrow **** went away, and in the blink of an eye, it was submerged into the eyebrows of a pangolin archer, and the crack in the head of the pangol archer immediately burst out with white brain fluid.

And the densely shrugged shoulders, the Pangolin archers, who kept fighting back, began to jump off the land walking mechanical birds, using the steel mount as temporary cover. It is only when an arrow is shot into the chest that many people will understand that there is still a fear that can firmly occupy the heart of a person, and at the moment when life is about to disappear, they will even cry out in tears, "I don't want to die yet-"

-- When the two armies face each other, once a hand-to-hand fight breaks out, blood flows down every minute and every second.

The strength of the Yakyard soldiers' occupation was above bronze, and the corpses of the soldiers on the battlefield were scattered all over the place, and many soldiers were injured. But this is not the main thing, the main thing is the fear that comes from the hearts of the soldiers. In the face of eight hundred invincible iron bumps, these slave armies who had only been honed on the training ground for less than three days, and only had the first and second level strength of black iron with the blessing of the Dragon Court's epic totem pole, the fear of death at this moment had reached the point of being irrepressible.

Even though the 6,000 pikemen had completed the encirclement of the 800 Hammer Armorers, the command of the commander Sius was still heard, "Kill - no retreat!" ”

But the 800 Hammer Mountain Armor men in front of them were still crazy and heavy, tearing apart the spear phalanx as much as they could, and the prisoners of war in their hands shattered the flesh and blood of the pikemen.

Fenrir, the commander of the Slave Youth Army, staggered to follow the ranks at this moment, surrounded by a tumultuous and chaotic shouting and screaming, and the violent waves of air from under the battle axes of the mountain armor people kicked up the dust and corpses around him.

"My lord, we can't stand it anymore!"

Fenrir was still a young commander after all, and he suddenly woke up startled, but fear was like a demon, draining him of his strength to resist. The bravery and ferocity of the Hammer Mountain Armor completely shattered his will to fight, and the dignified commander Fenrir was so unbearable, and the others were just slave young soldiers who had been trained for a few days.

"You cowardly bastard, if you dare to talk nonsense, believe it or not, I will cut you immediately!" Captain Sius pulled Fenrir along, the blood-dripping blade pressed against his throat. Fenrir's fear made him feel angry, and the 6,000-strong people couldn't eat 800 mountain armor people who were less than half the height of normal people.

The Dragon Court Legion, the husband Zhang Xius, how could he have received such an insult? What kind of face did this give him to meet the Supreme Commander, Lord Lord.

The pikes became more and more chaotic, the death-fearing youth army of slaves retreated, and the scene became more and more uncontrollable. The formation of 800 Hammer Mountain Armor men formed a siege formation, like a rolling millstone, crushing all the young troops in front of them - everyone understood at this moment that once they retreated, the whole army would be defeated.

"Overseer - Perform the duty of Overseer!"

At the last moment, the commander Sius yelled, he dragged Fenrir to his side, ordered the five hundred legionary infantry, retreated to the outskirts of the battle formation, and raised the butcher's knife in his hand to the young army!

"The one who takes a step back - kill!"

"Fear the former - kill!"

"The dragon flag is my life, that is, my glory!"

"-Kill!"

Every sword fell from the body of the young slave army, and behind the cruel and dazzling blood, every legion infantry hid a bloody heart.

"The soul of the army is my life, that is, my glory!"

"Fear the former - kill!"

Commander Sius's sword stabbed hard into the back of one of the young spearmen, who turned his head in disbelief. But what met his eyes was Cius, the commander of the thousand, whose face was indifferent and who shouted the ban. Blood was pouring out of the backs of the youth army.

"The one who takes a step back - kill!"

Sius swung his second sword, which finally shattered his eyes of despair! Sius bit his pale lower lip tightly and tried to take a deep breath, hoping to calm himself down, but to no avail. He can't do it, he has to do his duty!

The blood of hundreds of pikemen splashed in the hands of the Overseers, causing many people's hearts to beat faster, and the cold sweat that they didn't even notice covered their foreheads at some point, and even breathing became a little difficult.

But under the prohibition - obedience is the duty of a soldier, it is the glory of a soldier!

As the spear battle array was about to collapse, many young army captains shouted at their companions. "Moving forward is death, and backward is death, we fought with these ugly short men!" The young army's breathing was rapid and muddy, and even though his hands and feet were still cold and trembling, he would never retreat!

The painful determination of the commander Sius finally saved the situation!

The army with low morale and fear everywhere seemed to be sublimated in an instant, they could not be said to be an elite team with seamless cooperation and strong combat power, but it could be called a crazy team, their eyes were blood-red, even if there was a sea of swords and fires in front of them, they were fearless, even if they did not hesitate to pay for their lives! And on a large battlefield, low-level classes can completely overwhelm the elite few enemies with crowd tactics. 6000VS800, theoretically they can do it completely.

The remaining more than 4,000 pikemen, all of whom forgot about their lives, picked up the spears in their hands and launched a charge against the 800 Hammer Mountain Armor without looking back!

Even the mountain armor men, who are equal in combat power and armor defense, cannot withstand the dense spears in all directions, and they may trip or run out of strength. When blood gushes from the chest of the first Hammer Man, a second Dwarf will fall to the ground. In the face of a desperate siege from all sides, the pride of the mountain armor people who fought side by side before was like sand and dust in the wind, drifting away without a trace......

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"Aska-Ibek-!"

The Hammer Patriarch Ovge was hoarse and shouted out the names of the Stone Fist Patriarch and the Cold Iron Patriarch! But its rugged roar and heavy wheezing were so insignificant in the noisy battlefield. Because every youth army it faced was crying out for decisiveness before it died.

It was like the end of the world, and the scattered limbs and blood gradually blurred the eyes of the Hammer Patriarch Ovge. Stepping on a severed limb that it doesn't know whether it is friend or foe, although it doesn't want to admit it, the fact of defeat is in front of it. If the Stone Fist Clan and the Hehan Iron Clan do not launch a general attack, there will be less than 500 Hammer Dwarves left, and all blood will be splattered on the battlefield.

At that time, the Hammer Clan will become a dry historical term, like other Shanjia clans that have been wiped out in history.

The blood of his comrades and the blood of his enemies stained the armor of the Hammer Patriarch Ovge at the same time, condensing into red and white stains at low temperatures, and one after another the Yamaga fell from its side, the red tassels on the helmet swayed from side to side on the noisy and chaotic battlefield, and the Hammer Patriarch Ovge took a deep breath, lifted his battle axe, forced himself not to think about those heavy futures, and charged forward like his people......

The most desired way for a Hammer Warrior to die is to fall in one of the fiercest battles. But as the head of the Hammer Clan, Ovg's chest was filled with sadness and anger! Because his subconscious told it that the Stone Fist Clan and the Cold Iron Clan had betrayed the Hammer! (To be continued.) )