Early the next morning, as the bugle sounded, Snorri got up and headed to the mess hall. Here he saw Bahrain, who was packing dry food for the soldiers.
Since no one knew how long the war would last, each dwarf warrior was also given a piece of stone bread with meat and a bag of ale in case of emergency. The original canteen was understaffed, so civilian dwarves were called in to help.
Food had improved from before the war, with fresh barbecue and wheat cakes served with beer.
Snorri took his share and found a place to sit down. Suddenly, a young dwarf ran over.
Judging from his beard, he was about the same age as Snorri, and from his equipment, it was easy to tell that he was a young dwarf warrior.
The young dwarf spoke, his voice a little timid. "Dear woman, the goddess's choice! I am Edson from Torrent Pass. This is my first time on the battlefield. I, I am a little scared!"
The young dwarf was ashamed of his cowardice. "The long-bearded elders all say that this is not good, but I also want to ask if you can bless me?"
Snorri nodded when he heard this. He put down his plate, imitated the behavior of some priests in his previous life, reached out his hand and stroked Edson's head and said:
"May the Ancestral Goddess bless you, my countrymen! May strength and courage be with you!"
Snorri gave his heartiest blessing, and although his voice was not loud, it seemed to relieve the tense pre-war atmosphere in the restaurant.
Seeing the young tribesmen leaving excitedly, Snorri suddenly had a clear understanding of the meaning of leadership.
After breakfast, Snorri came to the gate of the outpost to gather. Gnom wanted to review the troops with him one last time. The order in which the dwarves participate in this battle is as follows:
Gnom-Skullcrusher (Dwarf Lord)
Hammer Guard 40 people
100 Iron Crusher Warriors
200 dwarf warriors
Snorri Thorson (Rune Master)
Anvil Guard 40 people
Hammer Guard (Eternal Hammer Guard) 10 people
60 heavy arrow crossbowmen
Thunder Gunners 60 people
20 iron dragon gunners
2 ballistae
Gold hunter (prospector)
200 miners
Miners (detonators) 100 people
"Compatriots! Listen to me!" Brother Genom stood on a stone in the square and spoke.
"Today is a good day to settle hatred! In the previous battles, we polished the greenskins' spirit through our heroic performance! Their strength was further lost in the fight with the underground rats!
Now is the time to give them the final blow! Let us reclaim Karak-Vane together! Put the mineral deposits in Blackwater Lake back under control! Set off! "
The gathering of the dwarves did not escape the sight of the goblin wolf cavalry. They rode wargs and rushed back to Karak-Vane to report to the boss.
After getting the news, Boss Lieaxe quickly gathered his troops. "Babu, call back the boys who were catching mice underground! The dwarfs at the bottom of the mountain actually came out. I don't know who gave them the courage to face me directly!" Boss Fierce Ax shouted at the orc captain.
"Everyone else, whether they are goblins or big guys, please gather at the gate for me!"
As the greenskins in the city harassed the dwarf outposts and fought with the Skaven underground, they maintained a state of war readiness, and soon the door of Karak Varn was crowded with all kinds of greenskins.
Boss Lieaxe walked out of the castle. He stood between two totem poles depicting Brother Gaomao and spoke:
"Little ones! I know you don't want to stay in this barren place! There's no fight to fight, no mushroom brew to drink, and the boss of An Lie Ax is not happy either!"
Listening to the sympathetic roars of the greenskins in the audience, Boss Fierce Ax was very satisfied.
"I know, you are all tired of smashing those tin cans. Their meat tastes earthy and hard to chew!" Hearing this, the greenskins laughed even more wildly.
"I also know that you have cut off enough of those mice! They are so hairy that even their teeth are not enough waaagh!
So, I decided to leave this hellish place and fight back to the Badlands. I will use my ax to tell those idiots who is the most waaagh orc! Are you willing to follow my footsteps? "
The boss of Lieaxe raised his ax with both hands and roared to the sky.
Listening to the excited shouts of the greenskins, Boss Fierce Ax issued his order:
"Array up! Go ahead! Let us waaagh get up!"
The orc captain led his war pig and walked to the boss. "Still doing things as usual?" he said, looking at the dwarf army gathered behind Juma down the hillside.
"Well, that's all we can do! Overwhelm them!" Boss Lieaxe clenched the battle ax in his hand.
"Waaaagh!" He roared with all his strength, and a battle began!
The orc captain rode the war pig and led the way. Behind him were more than a hundred war pig boys. They charged down the mountain road in an attempt to open a passage for the orcs behind.
Behind the War Pig Cavalry is Boss Fierce Ax and his big bodyguards. They form the second echelon of arrows, and behind them are two hundred orc boys.
"Formation!"
"Fire!"
Seeing the greenskins swarming down, Gnom and Snorri issued orders in unison.
"Bang! Bang!" "Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The thunder gunners and heavy crossbowmen opened fire. Because the distance was too far, neither the accuracy of the shots nor the power of the bullets were ideal. Their first salvo only knocked down less than ten cavalrymen. After they reloaded, By that time, the orcs had already crossed half the distance.
"Boys! Cover fire! Shoot them hard!" This is the sharp voice of the goblin shaman.
He did not rush down the mountain in the first wave, but hid behind a bulletproof bunker on the hillside and directed the orcs and goblins armed with crude bows and arrows to fight back.
The orcs' bows and arrows were not very powerful. They only made "ding!" and "ding!" sounds when they hit the meteorite plate armor, but it somewhat disturbed the attention of some dwarves in the front row.
After another round of dwarf long-range firepower, the remaining seventy orc cavalry approached Juma.
"Waaaagh!" The captain also roared. He picked up the machete in his hand and split open a fortification. Some riders were lucky and controlled the war pigs to jump over the horses. Some did not and the war pigs were skewered. Some of them hit the spikes, and some of them hit the horse directly.
The scene was chaotic, and the cavalry's charging momentum also slowed down.
After losing more than twenty orcs, they finally destroyed all the simple fortifications. The cavalrymen, who were only half as compared to when they started, circled back half a circle and picked up their speed again.
"Come in! I will be rewarded with a piece of plate armor if I survive!" the orc captain roared. Two crossbow arrows were inserted into his body, and the pain further aroused his ferocity.
Looking at the attacking war pig cavalry, Genom already had experience. "Iron-breaking warriors! Hold on! In the name of the ancestors and gods!"
This time, the team in the front row with him were not dwarf warriors with scattered iron in the middle. The men Gnom recruited from Karaz-a-Karak came in handy.
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