In the microcosm of the morning light, the warriors of Blackhammer, Heidelberg, and Iceland began to attack the Greenskins in the camp.

These stinking green skins swarmed out of disorganization, with no formation to speak of. However, I have to admit that no matter when and where, these orcs with small eyes and short noses are full of infinite desire to fight, and those goblins are even more brains to charge behind the orcs.

The entire periphery of Snow Rock Fort was like a green tide rushing towards the human coalition forces that were provoking them.

"Brother, the battle you have been waiting for has come. ”

Standing in the middle of the coalition forces, Rhodes wielded a large axe and gave his final speech before the battle with the Norsca warriors. Every roar resounded through the battlefield like a beast of hell. In the Three-City Alliance, there is no doubt that the army of Fort Black Hammer and Rhodes are the core again, and the two hundred and sixty-five Norsca infantry are the well-deserved main force of the coalition army. Armed with dwarven muskets, heavy battle axes, and round battle shields, the Norscans were just as eager to fight as the orcs, and they were natural marauders and warriors.

The rising sun soon shines on the earth.

As the light dispelled the darkness, patches of green skins were illuminated, and in the rolling green waves were the deafening roars of orc warriors and the screams of countless goblins.

At the same time, the first wave of arrows rained down from the positions of the reinforcements from the north.

Knocked down a dozen greenskins who rushed to the front. However, soon more greenskins poured in. They went forward one after the other, as if ignoring the blows of human bows and arrows.

The second wave of arrows rained down, and more than two dozen green-skinned arrows fell in a pool of blood. But this damage was nothing to the thousands of Greenskins.

The third wave of arrows didn't have time to fire, and the greenskins at the front had already rushed in front of the Norscans.

There is no doubt that they went into the range of the muskets. Rhodes knew that with the range of the shotgun, this wave of bullets would only be enough for one round, and after a round of gunfire, the orcs and goblins would rush in front of him, and the Norsca warriors would have to draw their tomahawk daggers and fight the enemy. Therefore, this round of bullet salvo must be accurately grasped.

"Steady! ”

In the golden morning light, Rhodes looked at the rolling green tide in front of him, clenched his hand into a fist, and held it high in the air.

The Norsca marauders beside them had already aimed their guns at the greenskins and goblins rushing ahead.

Although it was only a few seconds, it was extremely long. Everyone was waiting for the order of the Lord of Blackhammer Castle. The archers in the back row were hurrying to draw their bows and arrows, but it was definitely too late for a third salvo.

"Fire!"

In the next second, Rod's hand raised in the air slammed its hem. Beside him, more than a hundred Norsca Marauders fired muskets, and in the smoke of gunpowder, more than a hundred green-skinned orcs and goblins fell on the way to the charge, blood spilling out from the wounds the size of holes. This is the power of the dwarven musket, the range is not long, but the power of shooting at close range is huge.

Two salvos of the archer are not as effective as a salvo from a shotgun.

However, after the musket salvo, the Norscan warriors did not have time for a second round of shooting. Loading bullets consumes a lot of time, however, the opponent will not give such time. Soon, manic orcs and goblins rushed up on the corpses of their companions in front of them.

Before the battle, Rhodes discussed with Lord Edmund and deliberately chose a gentle slope to attack, so the orcs and goblins were actually attacking from the back, but this still couldn't stop the green-skinned beasts from attacking.

A large number of greenskins jumped into the positions of the human army like wild beasts. However, the Norsca elite soldiers under Rhodes had already prepared, and the moment they put away their muskets, everyone changed into short swords and big shields, and quickly lined up to defend against the enemy.

This is a tactic that has been practiced countless times and, at the same time, tried and tested on the battlefield. The impermeable shield wall stood in front of the orcs like a wooden wall. The savage green-skinned orcs rushed forward, and in an instant they were pierced through their bodies by short swords stabbed from the shield wall, and scarlet blood spurted out, staining hundreds of Norsca battle shields red.

"Steady!"

Outside the shield wall, Rhodes raised his arms and shouted.

He, along with Bogur the butcher, Diego the witch hunter, and Yeskovich the shaman, were always at the forefront to cheer up the army.

At the same time, several comrades-in-arms will always protect his safety.

Green waves roll, surging up the slope in waves. Soon, the soldiers on the entire front were able to meet with thousands of green-skinned swords.

In other words, it was the first time that Rhodes had a large-scale frontal battle with the Greenskins. When I was heading north to Dulong City, I encountered a batch of green skins in the wild, but they were a small number of green skins that had wandered to the north, and they quickly broke up under the combined attack of the expeditionary team and the dwarven guards. This time was different, the Greenskins besieging Snow Rock Fort were clearly organized, purposeful, and leaderd.

Whether it is a short goblin or a tall orc, all of them show an exuberant fighting state, and even, under some unknown magic, the green-skinned orcs are slightly larger in size and attack more violently. They roared, striking the Gnoscans' shield walls again and again. At the same time, the Norscan warriors were also behind the shield wall and endured, patient, waiting, waiting for the order of their leader to attack.

Soon, the green skins in the camp were emptied, and when there was a battle in the rear, they poured out, and where there was a battle, there were them, and there was nothing more exciting for them than fighting.

"Sortie. ”

At this time, Deguer, the lord of Snow Rock Fort in the city, gave the order for all to attack.

Hundreds of bandaged, heavily armed veterans of Snow Rock Castle rushed out of the castle under the personal leadership of its leader, Baron Deguer.

They roared and charged, exhausted by the two-month siege, and the vengeful rage in their hearts grew every day. Finally, now I'm waiting for reinforcements. The inside should be combined with the outside to eliminate this wave of green skins.

Viewed from the air, it looks like two black tides launching a flank attack on the green tide in the middle.

Deguer rode his heavily armored warhorse and led the charge, roaring and charging. It was the first time since the Civil War that Rhodes had seen the Eastern Lord so heroic...... Sure enough, it doesn't matter to hang high, and once it threatens its own territory, it will be a fight to the death. Rhodes believed that there were many people like Deguer in this civil strife. Include yourself......

"Send a signal!"

During the fight, Rhodes shouted to the Norscar infantry captain behind him.

Celta then removed the longbow from her back and, with all her might, fired a fiery arrow into the sky.

A meteor-like rocket pierced the sky, and the leader of the Ugol cavalry, Palumbel, knew that the time had come to outflank him.

"Brothers, for Kislev, for our glory, for the bounty, follow me, charge!"

Palumbel turned and shouted at the five hundred Ugor cavalry.

Immediately, the horn of the cavalry charge resounded in the sky.