Arrows like a downpour. Even the dwarven hoplites felt a lot of pressure. In the heyday of Rome, the Roman Empire sent more than 20 reorganized legions and more than 400,000 troops to conquer Scandinavia. In the end, however, they all failed.

logistical supplies, and the Romans were not adapted to the harsh weather in Scandinavia. In addition, there is the desperate counterattack of the Norsemen and the dwarves.

It was at that time that the dwarves saw the Roman Empire's signature tortoiseshell formation. At that time, the civilization level of the various tribes in Northern Europe was still very low, and the war was still rushing forward like a swarm. Something like the Tortoiseshell Formation that requires a high degree of discipline naturally can't be played. The dwarves, however, are a treasure trove. In the war, he quickly learned the tortoiseshell formation. And it has been passed down to this day.

However, despite this, the dwarves are still in a social stage such as tribal alliances. Some powerful tribes are able to recruit qualified heavily armed dwarven soldiers. Others, on the other hand, were infantry who preferred a different approach - such as phalanxes with extra-long spears, or two-handed assault infantry. Either the strength is insufficient, or the manpower is not enough, and such a phalanx cannot be placed.

Thus, in the face of the arrows of the English longbowmen who rained like a torrent, the dwarves suffered no small loss - the arrows that were thrown out with a powerful longbow and struck the large shield with a gravitational acceleration bonus were as powerful as a hailstone falling from the sky. It's good that the shield is curved, which can indirectly unload part of the strength. Still, despite this, the crackling rain of arrows was still a struggle for many of the elite dwarven warriors - one of them was not right, and the shield was bounced off by the impact of the rain of arrows, or deflected a little - and then the rain that leaked in mercilessly pierced the flesh of the dwarven warriors. Immediately after, the hapless dwarven warrior snorted. Fell down. This tortoiseshell array also appeared a gap little by little.

At this moment, if it is replaced by the tortoiseshell formation of other barbarian cottages, most of them will be helpless. The dwarves, however, have learned the whole set - and even improved on top of the tortoiseshell formation. Naturally, I was not afraid, but I saw the entire tortoiseshell array flickering and changing, just like a puzzle module, taking a step forward at the same time, and subtracting a column from the last row. The entire tortoiseshell array returned to normal.

The legendary Tortoiseshell Array is capable of minimizing damage from long-range projectile weapons. But the other Dwarven classes were not so lucky—the Dwarven Spearmen were not suitable for siege warfare, so they did not participate. But dwarven two-handed axe warriors, dwarven crossbowmen, and ordinary, dwarven soldiers armed only with small round shields. and dwarven conscription militia. But a lot fell under such a rain of arrows.

Even an army like the dwarves, well-armoured, suffered many casualties. One can imagine how miserable the Scots, who were mainly light infantry, could have been - even at the moment when the arrows rained up, the Scots either crouched down with their large shoddy shields to protect their upper bodies, or hid behind the baffle carts, and some shamelessly used their dwarven allies as shields - and yet even so, many arrows beckoned at them. Who left them without any armor?

In this way, the English, with their proud longbow troops, were able to recover a little of their decline in the middle range of the battle. But the good thing soon disappeared - after the dwarven troop's chariots and ladder carts approached Hadrian's walls.

Previously, the dwarves made the building carts based on the height of Hadrian's city, which were also more than ten meters high - they were covered with dwarven crossbowmen and even light ballistas. Although it was slightly destroyed by the English city defense ballistae on the way. The car collapsed all at once. After that, the topmost crossbowman is thrown down and turned into a meatloaf. But the vast majority arrived safely - and then the dwarves and Scots stepped on the folding stairs of the wagons, almost as high as climbing five stories. Climb to the roof of the building, and run a few steps above the baffle, and you will see the English lined up with a wall of shields.

Immediately afterwards, the two sides stabbed with axes and guns, and it was a tragic battle. In such close combat, the dwarven axe warriors in heavy armor and armed with long-handled battle axes can be regarded as the strongest kings, wielding more than a dozen kilograms of balong-handled axes in both hands, and even a short spear in the hands of heavy spearmen. Dwarven axe warriors often sweep beyond the enemy's attack range, and even men, with shields, armor,** and short spears, all cut down with unmatched terrifying power.

The front line of Hadrian's city was full of flesh and blood, and the English defenders screamed and screamed. Seeing that with the dwarven long-handled axe warriors as the vanguard, the combined forces of the dwarves and the Scots have achieved an incredible advantage in the battle on the front line of the city!

"Hold on! must hold on!!" many knights were stunned when they saw this. In a hurry, some people directly lifted the wooden barrel full of fire oil and threw it towards the gangplank of the dwarf building. Immediately afterward, the longbowmen, who had ignited the rockets, opened fire on the dwarves and Scots, who were already glued with fire oil.

The screams resounded through the sky, and even the most courageous dwarven warriors could not remain calm when they were on fire, and in such a dense area as the gangplank, they had nowhere to escape, and under such a squeeze, the soldiers standing on the side fell directly because they were panicked, or because of the push of their own soldiers, and the fire spread from the city to the ground little by little. In the end, the entire building car was directly transformed into a huge torch. Hadrian's City is on fire!

However, the battle continued, with William Wallace, the commander of the Scots, and Wald, the dwarven king, both of whom had been veterans for many years. Although the front-line army did not make good progress, being cut open by the skin of the little oil and shot like hedgehogs by the longbow - after the ladder cart came, some soldiers who climbed along the ladder cart were even smashed to the pulp by the stones thrown by the other side, but the two commanders of the coalition forces still did not give the order to retreat.

One blow, then decline, three and exhaustion!

The tragic siege of Hadrian continued. The dwarf troops stepped forward, each carrying a barrel in his hand - because of the flow of fire oil, it was impossible to douse it with water. So their barrels were filled with freshly dug sand.

The dwarf soldiers were on the job of firefighters, carrying large vats of mud and sand, running wherever there was fire, covering the flames with sand, and then stomping on them with their big feet in tin boots. In this way, the fire under Hadrian's city decreased little by little. At the same time, more and more dwarves and Scots attacked the head of the city along the ladder cart and the building cart.

"Use that. "Seeing this situation, this scene. The English commander, who was standing on a tower in Hadrian's city and observing the battle, sighed softly and then said.

"Yes, General. After that, several heralds around him quickly ran away to convey the general's orders.

After that, a secret door far away from the battlefield that looked like the surrounding city walls slowly opened. Dressed in heavy chain armor and armed with spears, the English knights on the horses of the gods slowly walked out. A total of more than 100 horsemen quietly lined up in formation. Immediately, the secret door slowly closed. It was never turned on again.

A total of one hundred and thirty-two English knights, and three hundred and forty-eight knights. Nearly 500 English heavy cavalry lined up in a conical formation, and listened to their commander-in-chief shouting: "Today, we will go to Huangquan where we !! died!"

Immediately afterward, nearly five hundred Englishmen cheered and rushed towards the dwarves and Scots who were besieging the city. The siege was in full swing and the coalition army did not expect that such a cavalry would appear behind them, and in a stunned state, a large number of dwarves and Scots were pierced by the cavalry spears, and then, the knights and servants drew their swords and slashed left and right. Some of them were armed with heavy chains, maces, and other objects. Aimed at the ladder truck, building car and other siege equipment smashed violently. Or take out the oil and set it on fire.

Seeing this, ......the dwarf king Walder shouted angrily, the dwarf, because of his natural size, he couldn't ride a horse at all. Not to mention the development of cavalry or something. Therefore, in foreign wars, they often suffer losses.

"Where's your cavalry, hurry up!" the Dwarven King immediately remembered that he had an ally, and turned to William Wallace and shouted.

"We, we don't have cavalry either. William Wallace smiled wryly and said, "However, we still have strong pikemen. Just use that. ”

"Hey!" Wald slapped his thigh, then shouted in a broken voice, "Guards of the Chamber of !!Secrets!"

After that, the coalition forces quickly discharged their own super-pikes, the dwarven super-soldier guards in heavy armor and armed with four-meter super-long spears, and the Scottish Highland pikemen, the most powerful weapons that the Scots are proud of against the English iron cavalry.

Thousands of extra-long pikemen lined up in a tight formation, and the soldiers in the first four rows all had their spears pointed flat forward, and when viewed from the front, they could barely see anyone, and they were all guns. The guns are like iron forests, and they are lined up forward.

However, it was a little too late - by this time, the coalition army, which had been attacked by both the city and the city, was on the verge of collapse. The first echelon of the siege, a total of 5,000 dwarves and Scots, rushed to the ground. None of the combat power. The English knights and servants who had completed the task laughed and rushed directly towards the coalition gun array. Began the last charge of his life......

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