Lord Agil, a legendary powerhouse and one of the two commanders of the trolls, felt that he had been slapped in the face, and he was slapped in the face by those lowly orcs with the soles of his shoes stained with husky excrement, and he could feel the schadenfreude of the schadenfreude of the sorcerer Janalai in the rear without looking back. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Looking at the more than 2,000 troll warriors who had retreated in front of him, the expressions on his faces were dejected, and he felt the urge to kill, although after the sounds on the city wall sounded, white smoke suddenly filled the entire city, making it difficult for people to see the situation on the city wall.

However, under the super eyesight of the legendary powerhouse, Agilzong still saw clearly, there was no evil magic at all, just some surprisingly powerful dwarven muskets and the like, they were about three thousand people, divided into six groups, just one shot from each group, and these wastes collapsed.

What made Lord Agilzong even more annoyed was that the direct damage caused by these six waves was less than 2,000 people, and the remaining more than 1,000 casualties were caused by the huge damage suddenly caused by the city wall, which frightened the formation, and then crowded and trampled on each other.

"Pull out the commander this time and kill him, pick one of the ten remaining wastes, pull them to the front of the battle and kill them. Agilzong gritted his teeth and burst out of his mouth with a cruel order: "Let these wastes rush to the front, and then send out fifteen thousand people to follow, and rush up the city wall with a bang, and tell them that they are just muskets, and those who dare to retreat will be killed." ”

After hearing this, the captain of the personal guard immediately led hundreds of personal guards who were riding war bear mounts and mercilessly rushed towards the more than 2,000 defeated soldiers who had retreated.

The commander who commanded the first charge of the 6,000 people realized something and begged loudly for mercy, but the captain of the personal guard who rushed over was indifferent at all, and after the long sword of Xue Liang was swung, a big head flew up.

Then more than two hundred unlucky people who were unfortunately selected were escorted to the front of the battle, and then they were stabbed to the ground one by one by the guards, and the captain of the guard pointed to the wall of the valley mouth and roared coldly: "This battle is only allowed to advance, not retreat, those incompetent resistance troops are just relying on some powerful dwarven muskets, rush forward, kill them all, Lord Agil Zong promised, after the killing, everyone can move at will." ”

After these words, whether it was the more than 2,000 defeated soldiers, or the 15,000 trolls who had just come out of the battle, the morale of the dwarves was high, and they had seen the dwarven muskets, and the dwarven slave legions to which the giants belonged liked to use this kind of weapon that was quite loud but not very lethal.

The muskets on the walls may have been a little more powerful, but they were a great shot, and by the time they reloaded, their spears would have pierced their bodies, and what a beautiful word for 'free movement', which meant that they could kill and loot at will, and they hadn't been so indulgent in a long time since the Empire had decreed that they should at least superficially treat these poor ghosts on the surface.

With a strong desire to kill, these more than 17,000 trolls, carrying more than 200 ladders, rushed towards the city wall like a swarm, and thousands of shields were all mobilized to the front of the charging crowd, they knew that before they successfully rushed to the city wall, thousands of people would be killed by that kind of musket, but what did it matter, it was not necessarily themselves who died.

It's just that they didn't know that on the opposite wall for the first time when the 6,000 men charged, the sinister little dwarf commander not only did not allow any of the heavy equipment to be used, but even the 6,000 musketeers with weapons in hand were only allowed to fire half of their firepower......

More than 17,000 people were crowded on the frontal battlefield more than two miles wide, and the head of a man surged, and with the fierce howl in their mouths, it was also amazing, but this time they had just entered the distance of more than a mile below the city, and before they could increase the speed of the charge, hundreds of heavy equipment that had been prepared on the city wall for a long time began to be released.

Suddenly, under the attack of huge stones and ballistas, hundreds of empty spaces were opened in the crowd of people who were charging densely, and this blow also caused thousands of results, but the head of the commander who was raised high by spears in front of the rear battle formation did not dare to raise any retreat at all.

"Heavy trebuchets and ballistas, I can't imagine that these rebels still have so much equipment hidden, that stowaway must be hiding inside. "Agilzon finally determined the existence of another target of the trip, having only seriously suspected that the URA was colluding with them.

As for the heavy equipment that even they didn't have, he didn't pay much attention to it, whether it was trebuchets or ballistas that could only be described as slow, it was good to be able to fire once, and he believed that his men would not give the Resistance a second chance to use it.

However, when the charging troops reached within 100 paces of the city after suffering more than 1,000 casualties, the muskets on the city wall rang out as expected by Agilzong, but the problem was that the muskets were half denser this time.

Thousands of muskets fired at targets within a hundred paces at the same time, and the effect was amazing, and the two rows of troll warriors who rushed to the front were all knocked to the ground, and none of them were spared.

"Could it be that the Resistance has adjusted the density of the musket shots, so that they can only shoot three waves in a row, and they still can't turn the sky? "Agilzon remained indifferent to the sudden surge in casualties.

Then the second and third shots rang out in succession, like a vegetable patch after a storm, and there were many dead and wounded under the walls, and just as the legendary warrior was about to show his smile, the fourth, fifth, and sixth shots rang out in succession.

These six consecutive shots killed and injured at least more than three thousand troll warriors, Lord Agilzong's face began to become ugly, and his mouth scolded in a low voice: "Despicable, these guys have at least hidden more than half of their strength, but now I see what you should do?"

Of the 17,000 troll warriors who charged, there were at least 12,000 or so who could still continue the charge, and the officers among them shouted loudly: "Speed up, their muskets are empty, I don't want to rush up and stab them to death after another round." ”

However, after a pause of twenty breaths at most, the trolls who charged could only reach a distance of forty paces below the city at the fastest, and by this time they could barely look down on the situation on the city wall, and they were horrified to find that a row of swarthy gun barrels had been lowered on the battlements of the city wall again, and then a broken gong roared: "Ready, fire." ”

Six shots in a row, and at this distance, even the strongest shield in front of the musket was powerless, and at the same time that a large number of trolls were killed, thousands of sparkling iron balls were thrown from the city walls, and then exploded violently in the crowd.

The continuous explosions destroyed the last courage of these charging trolls, and the remaining 8,000 or so people retreated desperately, even if they were easily killed from behind by muskets, and let the guards who blocked in front stab them to death one by one.

In the end, just like the battle bear guard group that can be regarded as a city wall and a troll, there are less than 5,000 trolls who have successfully retreated, and more than 10,000 corpses are placed in a place a few miles wide under the city, which is extremely tragic.