Chapter 137: The Battle for the Orlante Fortress
The sun rises in the east, and the sky covered with morning glow is like a blood-stained curtain.
His gray-white eyebrows and beard were covered with morning frost, and Shi Lifen had been standing here for a while, but he frowned secretly when he looked at the king's tent, which was still silent.
As Moria's oldest general and commander of the Thunderhammer Praetorian Guard, he has been loyal to the Dwarven King for two generations, but deep down, he doesn't like Leo, who is as ambitious and talented as his father.
The kingdom of the dwarves needs to change, and this is something that all dwarves are aware of at the moment.
The emergence of magic crystal weapons and the Great Voyage has changed the world, and the strong rise of mankind has become unstoppable. If Moriah had the same king again, the future would only get worse.
However, now everything is a foregone conclusion.
King Frederick had only two sons...... When he fell ill and died, and the eldest prince Leopold was nowhere to be found, Moria was left with only one option.
The other dwarven generals had gathered, and the enemy on the walls even taunted and fired cannons, and Stephen wiped the cold dew from his face armor and decided that the king had to be woken up.
But just as he was about to open the tent and go in, a dwarf with a sad face came out of it.
"His Highness Leopold!" exclaimed a disbelieving Srieffen.
Wasn't His Royal Highness the Grand Prince already gone yesterday?
The dwarven generals stirred for a moment, and some even raised their weapons in their hands with a wary expression.
"His Majesty is not in good health and has returned to Fort Riptide, and the rest of the battle will be commanded by me. ”
"How is that possible? His Majesty was fine last night. An upright dwarven general shouted questioningly, but was quickly kicked by his companions.
Soldiers are not allowed to interfere in politics - this has always been an iron law in the Dwarven kingdoms, and it now involves imperial power......
The generals looked at each other silently, and then fell silent.
"The order continues, and all plans for today's attack are canceled. Half an hour later we will assemble at the king's tent, and we will need to reformulate our plans. ”
Leopold said quietly with a calm look in his eyes, and then left behind a group of inexplicable dwarven generals.
......
"That's it?"
Hearing the sound of no commotion outside the tent, Green was surprised.
Their night raid had taken Leopold's brother under control last night, and now he had been taken aboard the Flying.
"Dwarves are a very special race, and it's not surprising that something like this happened to them. It's just that it's going to be a hassle when you get back to Fort Riptide. ”
Mary paused at this point, "So we need a big win to add a true king aura to Leopold." ”
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"After our reconnaissance, Tulip placed more than 10,000 people and hundreds of cannons in the four directions of the fortress, east, west, south, and center...... Among them, the defenders on the southern wall were the largest, probably more than 5,000 people...... In addition, there were six of their warships in the bay. ”
After recounting the enemy deployment detected by the dragon knights, the dwarven generals in the tent were still expressionless, and no one expressed their opinions.
Green could only cough dryly and continued, "We only have 2,000 muskets, and there are almost no artillery, so it is not advisable to storm from the front. Moreover, the walls of the fortress of Aotland are extremely strong, and the artillery is arranged in pillboxes, so we can only use surprise soldiers. ”
Green held out his finger and tapped hard in the middle of the fortress.
"The strongest fortresses are always breached from within, so this time we are also prepared to use this method. ”
Perhaps it was Green who had finally said something substantial, and out of distrust of outsiders, someone was quick to question it.
"Breaking from within? We've tried it before...... Humans, if you want to dig through the tunnel, I advise you to die of this heart! The tulips not only blew up the tunnels, but also arranged cannons at the main exits, as long as we show our heads, we will definitely be bombarded without even slag. ”
Green waited patiently for the young dwarven general to finish, not afraid that you would question it, that you would not even give it a chance to explain.
As soon as the meeting began, he noticed the hostile gaze of the dwarves as soon as he appeared. In order to promote the new appointment of both parties, Green explained that he was not a human from the Southern Continent, but a Viking. But even so, that kind of vigilant and suspicious eyes still haven't subsided much.
"Tunnels? I'm not going to use them. Green pointed upwards, "This time we're flying in from the sky." ”
There was a sudden silence in the tent.
"It's a good idea to carry people with dragon......s! Vikings, I think your dragons may be too few in number. ”
In the end, he didn't expect to get such an answer, and Schlieffen was very disappointed.
The last time he was outside of Riptide Castle, he had already seen these Viking dragons, and there were only four of them. If the helpers His Highness found only had such a little strength, then it would not make much sense to them at all.
With the carrying capacity of the four wyverns, even if some dwarves enter the city, they will definitely be discovered by the enemy and wiped out before the next wave of reinforcements arrives.
Too few dragons?
Green shrugged his shoulders, and all the mysteries would be revealed after the evening.
......
The moon was dim, and a few dark clouds drifted in the sky.
In the northern part of the fortress of Alteram, a large black shadow swept across the street against the roof.
After making sure that there was no deep evil in this area, Meowth came out of Grimm's arms, its big pointed ears twitching a few times, and then screaming a few times.
In just a few moments, a group of dragons leaped from the sky, flew over the city walls, and landed silently on the ground.
On the back of the dragon are not only the dragon knights of the Vikings, but also hundreds of dwarves with weapons.
Schlieffen is one of them.
At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, the Vikings appeared in the sky above the camp with eighteen dragons, and while he was shocked and inexplicable, he realized that they had won the battle for the fortress.
The Tulip invaders would never have imagined that they would sneak into the interior of the fortress from the northern wall, which had no gates.
The smallest stone chewing dragon can carry 6 dwarves at a time, 13 can carry 78 people, and the other five larger wyverns can carry more. Transporting hundreds of dwarven warriors at a time, as long as they are not discovered, they can quickly put in thousands of troops.
With this amount of manpower, it may be impossible to drive out the invaders, but it should be no problem to hold a stronghold, as long as they hold out for a night, maybe the entire army of dwarves can enter the interior of the fortress.
In the face of street fighting, the enemy's heavy artillery was useless, and even though they now had a small number of muskets in their hands, it was only a matter of time before they eliminated these invaders with the advantage of a familiar environment.
"You guys stay out of the area first, and we're going to get more people in, and try not to make any noise until we find out. ”
Schlieffen nodded earnestly.
If before, there were still doubts about the strength of these people, then now he has recognized these alien races.
With the addition of gunpowder, the Vikings were indeed a miracle people. If they really want to form an alliance, it's a very good thing for the dwarves.
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There was a loud noise outside, and Morris painfully pulled his body out of his fat breasts.
When he was suddenly awakened in the middle of his sleep, no one would be in a good mood, and Maurice put on his pajamas and opened the door with a dark face.
His adjutant happened to come in a hurry.
"What's going on? Are the rats hiding in the burrows coming out again?"
Because there are still some remnants of dwarves in the fortress who have hid in the sewers in all directions, the first thing that Maurice thinks of after waking up is these disgusting guys who will pop up from time to time and come to sneak attack a few times.
"Hello, General! Suddenly a number of dwarves have appeared in the fortress, and they are attacking our barracks in all directions. ”
Morris was stunned and hurried to the edge of the balcony.
With fires blazing in the distance, and an explosion or two from time to time, Morris asked in exclamation as he watched the tulip soldiers running around the streets, supporting them in all directions, "Could it be that they have breached which wall?"
"General, the defenders on the walls have not been attacked, and we have not penetrated where these dwarves have come from. ”
Did you dig a tunnel to get in? Morris immediately vetoed the possibility.
Yesterday they connected the tunnel to the sea, and now there is sea water everywhere, and the remaining dwarves may have drowned in it, how can anyone still come in through the tunnel?
"Whoa—"
A loud dragon roar woke up Morris in a daze.
He looked at the adjutant beside him in horror, and then thought of a possibility at the same time.
These dwarves may have been brought in by the Vikings with dragons.