Section 41 Counter 2

"Earthquake?!" all the nezumi were the first to realize this.

Earthquakes are nothing new to the rat people who live in the Underworld. In fact, because the tunnels excavated by the nezumi were not strictly processed, and there were few engineering measures for earthquakes, the impact of earthquakes on the nezumi world was far stronger than that of dwarves. So the nezumi are sensitive to earthquakes.

However, it seems to be no different from an earthquake.

When there is an earthquake, the earth shakes regularly. And now there is no pattern to this tremor. And this dull roar — earthquakes don't have that.

Of course, there was nothing Moscha could do at this time. The only thing he could do was lie on the ground, like all the other nezumi, waiting for the shaking around him to end.

The shaking is finally over. Mosca crawled up in disgrace. Luckily, the tunnels dug by the dwarves were sturdy, and the shaking didn't cause any serious damage, except for shaking around. The only consequence is some dust and dirt falling. But this is the central tunnel that the dwarves have carefully worked and fortified, and I don't know what the other tunnels are, especially the unreinforced ones.

Moss calmed down and began to assign his subordinates to check around. The situation was worse than expected, several tunnels around it collapsed, and all the nezumi troops hoarded inside were buried alive. Just as Mosca ordered further information on the larger area, several Storm Troopers ran over.

"Oh no, General, the dwarves have launched a counterattack!

"Retreat...... "Mosca said instinctively, but he immediately remembered that he still had countless reinforcements waiting to be deployed. "What are you afraid of! Quick, put the rear ...... Get more ogres!"

"No, sir!" shouted several of his other subordinates as they rushed over. "The passage in the back has also collapsed, and we are sealed here!"

......

A hybrid force of Iron Breakers, Rangers, and Butchers broke through the nezumi's most stubborn resistance. The dwarves bravely assaulted, venting their hatred for the invaders with the blades in their hands. As Prince Hoga had estimated, the collapsed earth buried most of the nezumi troops alive, and there weren't many troops left. The dwarves had an absolute advantage in both quantity and quality, so the attack was smooth. Behind the assault troops, the remains of a gopher man were left.

The butchers showed off their fighting prowess. These powerful dwarven warriors take turns storming, and their tomahawks cut down one enemy after another. The nezumi forces looked vulnerable before them. During the entire attack, the nezumi were no match at all. Even if they line up in a dense formation, it doesn't work. Their formations were quickly disrupted and scattered by the Butchers, and then wiped out by the Iron Breakers and Rangers. In the whole process, only one counterattack by the war beast successfully delayed for a little time.

Unfortunately, most of the war beasts were also buried alive by the collapsed dirt and rubble, and the number of remaining war beasts was too small, and they were quickly eliminated by the powerful butcher warriors.

They finally reached the end of this assault. As the prince expected, the general commanding the nezumi army was trapped here with his most elite guards, unable to retreat for a while.

The battle of the last battle began immediately.

Soon after, a dwarven herald arrived with a joy in front of Prince Hoga.

"Prince!" said the herald impatiently. "We've wiped out the invading nezumi forces and killed their generals. The butchers cut off his head. ”

"What about our casualties?"

"The losses of our troops were slight. The herald's words pleased Prince Hogar. "Most of their army was buried in the collapsed earth, and the rest of the army was demoralized and easily routed by our side. ”

Almost at the same time that Prince Hoga was listening to the report, on the surface, Ashruphat also got the news. The information is transmitted through magical communications.

However, because of this large movement, Ashrufat had long been aware of what had happened in the Underground Realm.

“...... The dwarves used gunpowder to cause tunnels to collapse throughout the area, and the 70,000 vanguard troops led by the Greyskin Lord Moscha were wiped out, most of them buried alive, and the rest were annihilated by the dwarves. The nezumi who reported the news shuddered. "In this way, we have lost at least 200,000 troops in the offensive underground. The Night King awaits your latest instructions. ”

These nezumi are really experts at playing with power. Eshurufat remembered that he had put the three Abyssal Lord subdivisions in charge of the attack on the Karak-Grom underground, but he didn't expect that they didn't go into battle himself, but immediately made a discount and found an agent to be in charge of the front-line command. And now that the attack has failed for a while, they immediately do not want to continue fighting, but want to put the blame on him.

It seems that a tougher approach must be used...... Just as Ashrufat was thinking this, he suddenly heard his own voice.

"Tell them that I have only one word, go on the offensive. ”

Ashrufat was stunned for several seconds. Before I could figure out how to answer, my mouth moved naturally? No, it wasn't me! It was Carrie!

"Carrie, is that you!?" he shouldn't be surprised. Carrie once showed the ability to manipulate his body, and since he can control his hands and feet, it's normal to control his mouth, isn't it?

"Ah, master, I'm sorry. In her mind's eye, Carrie replied in an apologetic voice. "But these rats are so disappointing that I can't help it. But look over there, master. ”

Ashruphat looked up in the direction Carrie had pointed. An explosion is taking place above the Karak-Grom ramparts.

"Hehe, sure enough, the cannon fired with high intensity in a short period of time, and finally couldn't hold up the explosion. Carrie said. "Well, this is already the third cannon. Although the dwarves' cannon casting skills are much stronger than those of humans, they can't withstand such frequent shots. And since this is true of artillery, then the same must be true of muskets. ”

Carrie was cleverly staggering the subject. Ashruphat was aware of this in his heart. In the past, when Carrie asked for control of his body, she always asked in advance in a very serious tone, and only did it after getting his formal consent. The purpose was to deal with things that Ashrufat himself could not do, or to teach. And Carrie didn't ask for his opinion when she controlled his mouth just now.

Still, Ashrufat kept the question in his heart. He pretended instead to look like he didn't care, and that his attention had been drawn to Carrie's new topic.

"Regardless, the dwarves' defenses have been pushed to the limit. If we continue like this for another day or two, we will surely crush their stubborn resistance. ”

"That's right, master, that's it. Carrie said happily. "But this may only be the first step. The dwarves must have set up various defenses inside the city. ”

Another explosion occurred in the Karak-Grom fortifications, the staggered array of cannon doors. I don't know if there is a black-clothed assassin behind the road, or if there is a lot of gunpowder hoarded here, in short, this time the explosion is very loud, and bursts of flames erupt from this cannon door, as if a flaming fist is stretched out from the inside of the castle. And there was another cheer among the ratmen who were besieging the city.

Only 200,000 died. Ashrufat couldn't help but be surprised by what was going on in the underground part. On the surface, the casualties of the rat people are twice as high as those in the Underworld.

But it doesn't matter. Until now, there are still millions of nezumi troops gathered from remote locations in the Underground Realm and marching towards the battlefield. They will make up for the previous losses and continue the war with heavy casualties. He didn't even need to do any detailed command, he just had to watch from behind.

......

Torrison sat on the ground.

The fatigue of the battle caused him to feel a stiff pain in his body, and he couldn't even sleep. All of his men were already snoring loudly. Captain Ranger opened his eyes, and suddenly felt an unspeakable sadness. All of his men had taken on new faces, and all of his former men had been killed in the fierce fighting.

The euphoria of that great victory has long since faded. The rats did not flinch from heavy losses. In fact, they seem to have some kind of firm purpose, so much so that they don't care about casualties at all, no matter how many they die. So the dwarven victory lasted only a short time. The main passage of the collapsed sediment was re-excavated by the rats. More and more ferocious troops swarmed in, and the officers and men of the two armies were once again locked in a bloody battle.

This is something that even Prince Hoga didn't expect. No one knows what kind of rat people can become so violent and crazy. Swarms of ogres have put the butcher warriors in a bitter battle. The nezumi mortar squad in the rear recklessly recklessly discontinued poison gas bombs, poisoning hordes of dwarves and friendly troops.

In the ensuing battle, nezumi warriors armed with Wheel Magic Stone guns began to appear on the battlefield, overpowering the dwarven crossbowmen with dense firepower. And it seems that all nezumi are cheap in the eyes of their generals, and the purpose of nezumi fighting is simply to destroy the dwarves, as long as this purpose is met, they don't care about the casualties of friendly forces at all.

Under this onslaught, the dwarves' defenses in Karak-Grom gradually became unstable. They are now retreating to the center for the second time, and the underground passages they have captured have once again fallen to the nezumi. And this time, they didn't have the strength to fight back again.

Torrisson's eyes saw that the sentry was also asleep with a tomahawk. He was too tired to hold on. Everyone was too tired, but the nezumi were still throwing new troops into battle. The shouts of killing in the distance were still loud, but the soldiers here were all asleep.

Torrison closed his eyelids, so tired, but it would be nice to get some sleep...... He thought to himself. Moments after his eyes were closed, he noticed a dark shadow flashing.

It's the Assassin in Black!Torrison struggled to open his eyelids again. Standing behind the sentry, he stabbed the sleeping sentry in the neck with a long knife, slicing through the trachea and blood vessels, preventing the victim from even screaming.

Torrison let out a loud roar and raised his axe. The Assassin did not turn to flee when he saw that was wrong, but lunged at the Ranger Captain. Torrisson's axe split the black-clad Assassin's skull, but the Assassin's long knife stabbed him in the neck. The Ranger Captain watched as the other man fell, and then his own feet lost the strength to support his body, and he staggered and fell forward uncontrollably.

"I'm so tired that I should take a break. Torrison muttered softly, and then closed his eyes forever.