"The Gnoll is here! Pull warning! ”

A roar echoed over the fortress tower of Fort Courage, followed by a piercing warning bell, and a crisp and sharp sound instantly reverberated throughout the fortress, causing the more than 4,000 soldiers stationed in it to immediately begin to assemble.

This is the time for the churches to pray late, and today's prayer is destined to be unfinished, but it is no longer a matter of concern to the gods or the faithful, and the Winter Tooth ascetics of the Church of the Winter Wolves are the fastest, climbing the watchtowers and walls guarded by themselves.

Avalon's followers followed.

Teams of witch hunters began to drape their horses in harnesses, and the druids began handing out various oak seeds for battle.

The hussars in Fort Grit also began to prepare for the trampling charge that might be needed, and Valand would take them out of the fortress to fight, at least not so easily as the gnolls could complete the siege, they had to take the initiative.

Unfortunately, the hussars were not able to take up the vanguard they were intended, for before everyone could prepare for war, the berserkers of Vam were already rushing out of Fort Courage like a rallies.

The current commander of Fort Courage, Count Under Armour of the Vulture Clan, and Lady Femis who is privately referred to by the player as "Little Potato" all jumped to their feet and cursed.

However, if you think that the followers of Vam will follow orders, you are really thinking too much.

The berserkers and shieldmaidens who had been recruited from the Frozen Bay by the Temple of Vam were eager for a bloody deathfight, and they had been suffocated to death during their time at Fort Courage, but now they had some fun fighting, and they could not be expected to do their duty honestly.

But the Vam berserkers were a bit prescient.

On the first day of their stationing, Captain Frode Gordonus made a solemn promise to the commanders of Fort Courage that if the Varm Followers took the initiative, it would mean they didn't need any reinforcements!

It was their devotion to the Berserkers, a sacred act, and they would not blame anyone even if they were wiped out.

In fact, in this case, if you have to send someone to support, you will look down on other barbarians, and the Wam believers will not only not appreciate it, but will blame the person who comes to help me for being nosy.

This posture and fighting style are somewhat outrageous.

But considering that these are all berserkers who have been trained by the doctrine of Vam for many years, and their brains have been burned out by anger, they can only say that Bingwan has its own national conditions here.

"Kill at least fifty gnolls per person!"

While the other forces of Fort Courage were still preparing for battle, Captain Flod, who was riding on a giant bear in armor, had already rushed to the open area east of Fort Courage with three hundred men.

The wild barbarian, who did not wear armor on the battlefield, but wore bear skin to cover the lower half of his body, held his battle axe aloft, and shouted angrily to the group of barbarian warriors beside him who let out a piercing war cry:

"Vam is watching us, listen! It was disappointing that the previous battles between the wastes and the foreign heroes who were on the watchful eye of Vam were disappointing, and the warriors from the Frozen Bay were repeatedly defeated and even beaten as punching bags.

It's a shame!

I know they won't die, and I know that those madmen will fight you with explosives strapped up, but is that why you're defeated?

Disgrace!

This generation of young people in Icy Bay is such a waste! Shame on the ancestors.

Listen!

This battle is your battle of shame, and killing less than fifty gnolls only means that you are not suitable to follow the path of Vam, even if those who are not qualified do not die on the battlefield, I will strangle you with my own hands!

Vam didn't need cowards to fight for him.

Scald!

Don't rush forward! You idiot. ”

The Warrior Captain threw his hammer and knocked a shield maiden to the ground who was about to rush forward, and he roared:

"There's a minefield ahead! You blind waste, Vam taught you to be brave and not let you die in vain, just wait here in array! Let the gnolls cross the minefield and slaughter them fiercely!

I've seen how the Heroes fought, and you've all heard of the miracles of war that took place on the highlands.

That's how they won the favor and appreciation of Vam, and if they can do it, so can you!

Just stay here and fight to the death!

Raise the flag! ”

In the frantic roar of the warrior leader, a huge bone battle banner in the style of Ice Bay was erected and planted on a small mound behind the barbarian berserkers.

The Flode warrior stared at the blood-scarred jackals riding a wolf in front of him, driving the armed kobolds to pounce, he gasped, the bloodshot in his eyes skyrocketed, and layers of blood-colored anger were inspired to wrap around his sturdy body like armor, and his already tall body seemed to grow out of thin air.

The ordinary man was tired of grabbing the big axe with both hands, and he grabbed a gnoll-style decapitation knife from the saddle of the war bear beside him with the other hand.

He stuck the brutal weapon on the ground, and pointed to the Ice Bay battle flag fluttering behind him, and he roared:

"The flag is in the people! This is the sacrifice we have made for Vam, and we will fight the barbarians under this banner until their blood or ours stains this banner red, and I will not allow you to retreat!

It's your rite of passage, cubs.

Fighting sea monsters on the frozen sea of the Frozen Sea of Icy Bay is a cliché from the last era, and Vam and I are tired of watching boring battles, and wrestling with beasts doesn't prove how good you are, because beasts don't fight at all, they only have instincts!

So now, it's time to play some new tricks!

The Gnolls are very good opponents, children, you were born in a good era like me, and the battle I had with the previous warrior in the Dark Mountains was the happiest moment of my life, and I was honored and favored by Vam for it.

Now, it is your turn to win your victory in this hot land of war. ”

"But, Warrior Chief!"

A young barbarian warrior beside Frode, armed with a double axe, with a strange Moxican hair dyed a wonderful green, whispered in some confusion:

"According to the old rules, shouldn't we be able to confront those gnolls and cut them down? Why use this thing called 'anti-infantry mines'? Vam's teachings don't teach us to use such things

I mean, it's kind of cowardly, and we shouldn't use these external forces to kill our enemies.

Vam's minions were never afraid to fight with their hands. ”

"Ha, I've had similar doubts, and I've questioned whether the Gentiles weren't brave enough to use such weapons, but it wasn't until I saw with my own eyes the slaughter they had done with such weapons in the Black Flame Pass and Fort Courage."

Captain Flod's Warrior laughed as he explained to the cubs who had left the bay:

"That night. On the night that the Translancians launched a astral tear to annihilate hundreds of thousands of gnolls, the night they slaughtered gnolls with explosives and mines, I felt the excitement from the bottom of my heart!

I heard Vam laughing heartheartedly!

So I knew that Vam didn't see the use of these weapons as despicable, just the slings and javelins we used, cubs.

It's just a weapon, it's nothing more than a change in appearance.

Didn't the old warriors who taught you tell you that it is also a virtue of Vam to use all the weapons that can be used in different situations? ”

"Oh, I see."

The green-haired Mohican barbarian warrior nodded humbly, and then, under the stunned gaze of the warrior chief, the fellow took out a strange spear from the spear throwing bag behind his back.

The style is still the same as the barbarian spear thrower, but a ring of explosives is fixed to the top of the spear, making it look a bit top-heavy.

The young barbarian turned the thing up and down in his hand, turned back to the chief warrior, and said:

"The guy named Shark strongly recommended this 'Explosive Spear' to me, saying it was a powerful weapon of war for their Transansians.

I had expected that the use of such a thing would damage my courage and honor, but after listening to your explanation, it dawned on me that perhaps Vam admired the Gentiles because they were better at wielding these new weapons than we were.

Captain Flod, shouldn't we learn from them? ”

"Well, study carefully! Learn from their courage and resourcefulness, but don't learn from their overly greedy habits."

The Warrior Captain tilted his head, expressing a cautious response to the apprentice's question.

So in the next second, he saw two tall shield girls pull out the "small barrels" of the Transansians from the weapons bags behind them, and more berserkers eagerly picked up the large-caliber trench guns.

These guys actually have hidden weapons from the Transansians

Well, don't say it, it's obviously safer and more efficient to blow up a gnoll's head at close range than to cut their neck with a knife.

Before, people didn't dare to use it for fear of offending the berserker, but now that the Warrior Commander says it's okay, then it's definitely okay.

"Shh

Captain Froude didn't bother to criticize these cowardly recruits, because the gnolls drove the kobolds into the minefield, and the continuous explosions made the flesh fly, because there were so many mines at the same time that a cruel blood mist wafted through the open ground.

This scene made the barbarians more and more frenzied.

In a trance, they heard Vam's roar, the Berserker demanding that they finish the slaughter and sacrifice the victory along with the bloodstained skulls.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

Captain Froud's warrior held a heavy weapon in one hand, and the bloodshot eyes had already stained both eyes scarlet, and he stared at the big-shouldered, round-waisted blood-scarred gnolls behind the kobold death squad, as a warrior leader, he also had his own dignity.

He disdained to slaughter ordinary gnolls, and it was dishonorable to humiliate the weak, and Vam despised that kind of battle the most.

As a result, the Warrior Captains targeted the taller Hunters, the Bloodscar Clan's Overseers were basically the same Hunters, whose god-enhanced bodies were no shorter than the Barbarians.

This is an opponent worth fighting and slaughtering!

Ha!

Own golden trials. Yes, there is!

Step on the Golden Road here and offer your heart to the Supreme Vam! Yes, he must kill 99 hunters with his own hands, only then will he be worthy of Vam's love.

"Boom"

The Mohican barbarians beside the warrior commander threw the explosive spear in his hand, and the violent explosion that landed knocked the three gnolls and their wolves over, and the explosion symbolized the imminent thrill of hand-to-hand combat, and after sacrificing thousands of kobold cannon fodder, the gnolls finally broke out of the minefield.

Then, they slammed headlong into the bladed wall of Vam's minions.

"Come on!"

The warrior captain roared forward, and with an axe he slashed the wolf that hunted the elect, and draped his sword over the latter's armor, and the hunters also picked up the thunder lizard and warhammer to meet them head-on.

Vam's crimson fury collided head-on with the Crimson Claws of the Lord of the Hunt, sending a shockwave that blew everything within three meters of it away.

At the moment when the storm of power dissipated, the broken bone knife swirled and smashed to the ground, and there was a terrible wound on the chest of the Warrior Captain of the Warriors, almost piercing his body, but at his feet, the torn body of the Hunter Elector was bleeding filthy blood, and its head had been removed by the Warrior Commander.

The warrior-led giant bear also raised his claws and slapped the skulls of the two wolves in front of him.

"Phew"

Frode spat at the corpse, staggered to pick up his opponent's weapon, pouted, and said:

"That's it? Litter! ”

Behind him, the artillery on the high walls of Fort Courage was already roaring, and some of the soldiers who had been evacuated from the Black Flame Pass were placed there.

They won't run away anymore.

Fort Courage is their last position, in the name of the blood flag that is still flying, in the name of those who die, win or die!

——

The filthy spiritual energy on this side of the Black Flame Pass has not completely dissipated, but its concentration is no longer enough to resist the rapid passage of the army, and the mountain pass that has been torn apart and ravaged by the astral boundary has also become a smooth road, and under the activities of a large number of kobolds, the position that could once hold back thousands of troops and horses has become a gentle hillside.

However, the jackals led by Hügsen himself were unable to pass through quickly, because the Transansians had gone mad and laid a terrifying number of "minefields" there.

Not only were there vicious anti-infantry mines filled with steel balls and iron cones, but also improvised psionic blasting runes made by the goats, which were scattered irregularly across the ruins of the Black Flame Pass, and the gnolls would have to pay great casualties if they dared to pass through it.

Of course, they can use kobolds to find their way, but kobolds will also resist when they die, these things are a bit brainy, and it wastes too much time to do so.

So Hügsen took the most direct approach.

Flatten those minefields with meteorites!

Meteorites descending from the sky dragged long tail flames down on the already devastated Black Flame Pass, and the psionics of the Splitting Claw Clan didn't need to destroy all the minefields, they only needed to clear a path that would allow the army to travel quickly.

But such a huge movement cannot be concealed at all.

When the first meteorite landed on the mountain pass, the scouts scattered near the Barren Mountains had already noticed the gnolls, and the news was quickly sent back to the Shadow Valley.

Lao Qin looked at the report, shook his head, and handed the battle report to a "Meng Xin" next to him who had entered the game a week ago, which was his second adjutant besides Qing Dynasty veterans.

He is in charge of the intelligence gathering and command system of the Barren Mountain Warfare.

His ID is "Five Pairs of Wheels", and he is a really big man, with the rugged face of a standard northern man, and a scruffy beard that looks like he hasn't had a good rest in days.

"If they can use meteorite to clear obstacles all the time, then it will be difficult for a simple minefield arrangement to stop the enemy, but I don't think this kind of spell can be used casually, right?"

The five pairs of wheels looked at the battle report and said to Lao Qin:

"In other words, the speed at which the gnolls clear the obstacle can't keep up with the speed of our mines? After their army passes through the Black Flame Pass, should they send a new team there to rearrange the minefield?

They have to go there if they want to get into the Barren Mountain, it's a strategic line of communication, and we can make a lot of arrangements around it.

With the help of the tunnels, we can also cross the line of the gnolls at any time. ”

"You can try."

Lao Qin shook his head and said:

"But you know it's a strategic line of communication, and the Gnolls know that they're definitely going to put an elite defense there."

"Wouldn't that be better?"

The five pairs of wheels squeezed their eyes and said:

"It is a natural position for encirclement and ambush, and it can be effective every time, as long as it works well, it can still become a 'flesh mill', provided that our tunnels are not destroyed too much.

Not.

The perfect place for guerrilla warfare, now it depends on whether we inherit the art of war left by our ancestors. ”

(End of chapter)