Section 25 Conspiracy

Seeing that there was no escape, the organ cannon on the car opened fire again. However, the effect of this weapon on the galloping cavalry was very limited, and only about five or six hapless goblins were defeated.

It was just a gloating laugh from their companions. An organ cannon group has only three members. Every wolf rider knows that if you catch up, then these dwarves will die. They shouted happily, and the sight of the dwarf's panicked expression always made a greenskin feel excited and happy.

The track laid by the dwarves began to take a turn. The Wolf Rider Boy immediately began to move in a straight line of diagonal spikes so that they could catch closer. Now, the wolfriders who were chasing after them had begun to let out a terrible scream, scaring the dwarves who were still trying to reload their cannons.

Change came in this instant. The wolf riders at the front didn't even have time to react before they flew off their mounts and hit the ground headlong with great inertia. If you're lucky, you can get up after struggling for half a day, but if you're unlucky, you'll just lie on the ground and never get up.

It's not a couple of wolf riders who stumble on their mounts. Because before the wolf riders could react, they were already falling and flying in groups with screams.

The reason why this happened was actually simple, because the ground was dug with small holes. These holes are deep and small, and they don't mean anything to the average greenskin or dwarf, but they are just big enough to sink a wolf's claws in. Once the claws of the running wolf fall into a hole in the ground, it will directly break its claws due to inertia, and the wolf and the rider will fall out of the ground.

It was too late, and in the blink of an eye, at least half of the wolf riders were hit. The rest of the wolf riders managed to stop their mounts. They've found this damn trap - they can only walk slowly, absolutely not run. So, they could only watch as the flatbed truck pulled away again.

The goblins screamed and cursed, driving the wolves as they tried to get out of this damn trap area. But their woes are clearly not over. A wave of bullets suddenly came from the spurs, knocking down a large number of wolf riders who had not fallen into the trap. In the midst of the wolfrider's panicked cries, they spotted a group of musketeers appearing at the top of a hillside on the side.

The volley of muskets from a condescending place weighed down the wolf rider boy and kept retreating. Unable to move forward quickly, the goblins were effectively beaten in place and unable to fight back. Like all goblins in distress, the Wolf Rider Kid had lost the will to fight at this point, and instead kept backing away trying to get out of this damn trap as quickly as possible.

The wolf rider boy managed to get out of range of the musket. Unfortunately, their tragedy is not over. They didn't even have time to catch their breath when they spotted a squad of dwarven infantry coming out of nowhere. The dwarves were all dressed in heavy armor, their beards almost drooping to the ground (anyone with green skin knows that the longer the beard, the more difficult the dwarves will be), with sharp axes in their hands and malicious expressions on their faces.

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The flatbed truck carrying the organ cannon did not stop. By the time the Wolf Rider was slashed by the Bearded Warriors, the Organ Cannon Team had already left the area. The leader of the team in command of the cannon, of course, was also an engineer in the Society of Engineers, and pulled out the rune stone for communication from his bosom.

"Decoy Squad Four has completed its mission. He reported. "It's just out of the fight. ”

"Decoy Team Four immediately went to the third tunnel, the blast entrance, and all three vents. The runestone came from the voice of the Great Caster. "It has to be fast. ”

The leader of the "Third Tunnel ......" pulled out an engineering drawing from his body. Drawing and reading drawings correctly is an engineer's basic skill, so it didn't take him a few seconds to find the third hole on the map.

"Quick! Turn right at the fork in the track ahead!"

It took about ten minutes for the organ cannon team to reach their destination. This is a tunnel dug by the dwarves, and at this moment, the entrance to the tunnel is full of greenskin-like footprints. It's easy to tell what's going on—dozens of dwarven warriors retreat all the way into the tunnels, while thousands of greenskins chase after them.

The chaotic discipline of the Greenskins kept them from sending any guards to defend the exit of the tunnel. The organ cannon team immediately removed the powder keg from the flatbed truck, placed it at the entrance of the tunnel and set up the twist line.

Some of the greenskinned screams could be faintly heard, the result of the dwarven forces fighting and retreating with the help of the traps prepared in advance. The Greenskins thought that the flaps, spikes, and mechanical traps they encountered in their offensive route were all dangers, and that they could crush all the traps with their numerical superiority, so they had no idea that the tunnel itself was the biggest trap.

A dull roar came to mind. This shows that the dwarven warriors in the tunnel have ignited the gunpowder and destroyed half of the tunnel. The greenskins were no longer able to pursue, and they would soon turn around and head back through the entrance. However, it was absolutely too late for them, because the organ cannon team had already lit the fuse of the gunpowder.

With a deafening explosion, the entrance was filled with rubble and dirt, and there were no gaps. This is normal, as the entrance to the passage has been specially designed to ensure that it can be completely sealed after blasting.

"Quick, let's take care of the vents!" the leader of the organ cannon team jumped to his feet and shouted to his men. By the time they're done, the thousands of greenskins will soon suffocate in this grave of death.

Destroying vents is not a complicated job.

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Mante 61 Bergman contentedly slung his axe, stained with goblin and wolf blood, on his shoulders and looked around.

The battle just now was nothing short of a one-sided massacre. In the white-knuckle encounter, the wolf cavalry of the goblins is no match for the elite veterans of the dwarves. Most of the goblins were turned into ghosts under the axes of the longbearded warriors, and only a few lucky enough escaped the slaughter and escaped with their lives. Compared to the heavy losses of the enemy, none of the longbeard warriors were killed, and only two longbearded warriors were wounded by the goblins' weapons, although the two warriors insisted that their injuries did not prevent them from continuing the fight.

The Engineers (aka Musketeers) on the opposite hillside began to come down to pick up the pieces, using their small hand axes to patch up on the necks of every goblin and wolf to make sure they were finished.

The runestone he had stored close to his body sent out a slight vibration. Mante 61 Bergman immediately pulled the stone out of his bosom.

"Master, let's kill those goblins. Mante was the first to report the good news. "We had no casualties. Before saying this, he looked at the two lightly wounded men, but he still said this sentence after the last word.

"Seventh Combat Squad, immediately rush to the aid of your No. 2 blocking position in the north. The runestone's voice was calm, as if nothing had been heard. "As fast as you can. The enemy was a group of spider cavalry, numbering about five hundred. Including you, there are a total of four combat squads in the circle, and we must destroy them all!"

"Alright, brothers!" Mante beckoned to his men. At this moment, he noticed that the engineers were also gathering, and it was clear that they had also received orders from Master Ashrufat. "We have to get to Position 2. He squinted at the engineers who were running and trying to load their muskets. "Don't lose to those engineers, let them see how the tough battle is fought!"

"The goblins are easy to deal with now. He looked at the goblins and the corpses of wolves all over the ground. Because the dwarves had stabbed all the goblins and wolves in their necks, everything was now calm, and there were no groans of pain or cries of death. "It wasn't like that when I was younger. ”

"At that time, engineers would not have come out to be generals. He added softly.

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Once again, the Boss of the Iron Sheet stopped his march.

He couldn't remember the first time he had stopped since he flipped through the passes. It's pretty much the same every time - a small group of dwarves out of nowhere has launched a surprise attack, so the team must stop to deal with the dwarven attack.

Although it is said that the Iron Boss is the boss, it is not suitable to personally lead the team to clean up this small army of harassing dwarves. Naturally, this kind of small thing is handled by the leader of his subordinates. Even this kind of thing doesn't need the iron boss to speak, and the leader of his subordinates naturally knows what to do. In fact, every time a harassing force appears, a greenskin detachment large enough to engulf them strikes.

However, there are too many of these harassing detachments.

This time it was again a burst of muskets from the flanks. Sudden bullets rained into the greenskinned marching procession. After three consecutive salvos, at least fifty brat were reimbursed. The dwarf who had done this turned around and ran. Tragically, there were no fast troops on the side of the Greenskins, no Spider Kid and no Wolf Rider Kid. Even if there were, it would have been sent to deal with the previous dwarven harassment troops.

In this situation, the already numb orc leader sent a team of ordinary brat to pursue the fleeing Greenskin. The terrain in the vicinity was complicated, and soon, the orc boys who chased them out and the dwarves who escaped were out of sight and could no longer be seen.

Speaking of which, there are too many locations on both sides of this road that are suitable for ambushes and sneak attacks.

Although this kind of thing is very common in the mountains. Originally, the mountainous area was inherently an area suitable for ambushes, and during the civil war of the green skins, it was common to rely on favorable terrain to ambush. But the problem is that the sides of this road are not only suitable for ambushes, but also suitable for ambushes The safe withdrawal of troops is a bit suspicious.

Speaking of which, the road is actually very badly built. It's better to just cross the pass, and then there is no section. Every time the greenskin's feet just stepped on the smooth and easy road, they immediately returned to the wilderness. Every time Greenskin begins to wonder if there is something wrong with the direction he is heading, a short distance of road immediately appears. In short, the speed of the greenskinned army has barely increased. In fact, because of the harassment, the Greenskins are moving very slowly.

The Green-skinned Boss had never read a military book, let alone attended a military academy, but at least he had cultivated an instinctive instinct during the long war. The Tin Boss already had a vague feeling that something wasn't quite right. Sent out to pursue the fast troops that harassed the squad, mainly Spider Kid and Wolf Rider Kid, have not returned. So much so that the infantry had to deal with the new harassment only if they went up to deal with it.

The Ironhide Boss had planned to surround the dwarven castle before it got dark today. But at the present pace of the march, he had to camp for the night before reaching the castle.

"Boss, what are you worried about?" a goblin who didn't know how to lift suddenly appeared. Goblins are always desperate to please the boss, because once they are accepted by the boss as a confidant, then the status of the goblins in the tribe is one step to the sky.