"How many shrimps are there? Brother Mao told me that there are no more than those big-bellied things that just came!" Skarsnik seemed to be asking and talking to himself.
Touching Tian was already used to the boss's way of speaking. He lowered his head and reported what he knew.
"Those bastards just popped out of the ground and can't speak clearly!" This tall goblin seemed to have injured his mouth during yesterday's siege, and his words were somewhat leaky.
"They shouted, there are many floating cloths, and there are many patterns on the cloths!"
"Are there many flags?" Skarsnik began to stroke his chin, "Let me take a look! I'm going to take my soldier boy with me!"
Skarsnik began to lose hope in the stupidity of his men. He kicked Gobra to help his pet squeeze out of the crypt, then tightened his sunshade hood and walked into the woods at the foothills to the south.
"Let me take a look!" Skarsnik climbed up a raised rock using his staff as a trekking pole.
The Gray Mountains have many rocks and thin soil, so the trees are relatively low and sparse. Skarsnik set up a pergola to block the dazzling sunlight and looked down. He saw a large number of flags gathered together. Dust was flying behind, and another sound of people neighing and barking could be heard.
"Something's wrong, I feel like something's wrong!" Skarsnik tapped his scepter on the rock and made a crisp sound of "Bang! Bang!". The scepter had a sharp trident-shaped head. , the tail is also sharpened for easier poking.
"There aren't so many shrimp things, they shouldn't have so many!" Skarsnik said to himself.
"Old Yueya! Go! Take a few teams of boys to test it out! If the car can overturn, let me take off everything hanging on them. They are all good things! If there are too many shrimps, you can withdraw, I will Although our boys are dying one after another, it still takes some time!"
Skarsnik looked at the several night goblin leaders behind him, and finally decided to hand over this task that required some intelligence and judgment to the shaman who had been following him the longest.
"Don't let all my boys die, otherwise let alone the Pillar City, we can't even take the short fortress in front of us! Brother Mao told me that I will drive back to the bad land and become the boss of the Pillar City!"
Skarsnik's wisdom had the opposite effect at this time. If the ordinary green-skinned warmaster directly pressed the entire army, the second line of human troops would undoubtedly have no choice but to flee, but his caution allowed the humans to successfully buy time. .
When Old Crescent Moon ordered a few teams of boys and quietly walked down the mountain, he found that there were only more than 200 human beings, among whom there were only two real knights. The night goblin shaman sent a soldier to report the news to the boss and immediately went into battle.
However, in just ten minutes from Skarsnik's observation, to sending his men to conduct reconnaissance, and then to receiving the reward, Burkin had already commanded the dwarves of the convoy to defeat the green-skinned interception force under the suppression of artillery. Moving closer to Karak-Azgraz!
The convoy on the east road took the lead to break the deadlock and make progress. Before Skarsnik, who could figure out the reality of the humans in the south, could respond, the situation of the battle changed again.
First of all, there were the besieged dwarves in the Dreadnaught Castle. They saw their compatriots and human friends from Bretonnia joining forces on the tower to come to the rescue. Naturally, they were so excited that they would not wait for the reinforcements to arrive at the bottom of the city.
After all, it is condescending and has a wide field of vision. The mountain fort is also equipped with full-time lookouts as usual. The lords here are aware of the single list of reinforcements.
The dwarves in the city knew that if they missed this time's support, it was unknown whether they could support them until the next batch of reinforcements arrived.
The group of night goblins in front of them are evil and terrifying, and they are also good at fighting in underground tunnels. Once the city wall is breached, it is unbearable to imagine whether they can successfully break through and how many people can break out.
Soon, the city gate of Karak-Azgraz opened a small gap, and the sons of the mountains filed out one after another.
The ranger shack where Snorri was hiding was closer to the Fearless Fortress. He could see that the armors of many tribesmen were covered with scratches and scratches, obviously having experienced battles one after another.
On the other hand, the ogre mercenaries who had been silent before noticed that the balance of victory was tilting, and they also took action.
The iron-headed Ahetanmu did not turn around and attack the surrounding greenskins as soon as he heard the sound of the cannon as agreed, but his behavior was expected by Snorri.
Being able to smoothly travel south from the Ogre Kingdom in the northeast to the middle of the Gray Mountains, Ahetanmu is obviously not as honest as he appears.
If he had not had some strength and wisdom, his and his men's heads would have been hung in the hall of the Exorcist Conclave, or they would have been used as meritorious deeds by dwarf butchers and expeditionary knights.
Snorri saw those tall men with big bellies coming out of a hidden cave. They bent down and used the sticks in their hands to hit the night goblins who were not taller than their knees, and directly beat the goblins one by one. Fly into the air.
From time to time, he stopped his weapon and grabbed one or two night goblins with his bare hands. He stuffed them directly into his mouth without washing or peeling them, chewed them twice before continuing to attack. It was obvious that Skarsnik did not give these big-bellied men enough food. .
For the originally timid night goblins, this kind of behavior is extremely demoralizing. These short men have to fight these huge guys amidst the flesh, flesh and mushroom tissue of their former comrades. What is even more terrifying is that these The bloody monster was still evaluating the taste of its own kind.
The humans in the south are gradually defeating the front organized by Old Crescent Moon with the help of the ogres. The night goblin shaman cast two or three small waaagh spells in succession,
What Snorri could recognize were the Evil Moon Curse he had seen before and a missile-like spell called Revenge Gaze, which condensed the resentment of the surrounding tribesmen into green missiles and shot them at the enemy.
But these little tricks had little effect on the tall and fat ogres, and they were hardly disturbed.
"Boss, do we want to change places and continue waaagh?" A night goblin leader standing next to Skarsnik asked after seeing this.
"Those damn fat guys! I knew it! That new kid didn't come back with them or he might have been chewed!" Skarsnik shouted,
He realized something was wrong after listening to the ogres' explanation early this morning, but because he needed these big men who could attack the city wall so much, he couldn't drive them away based on his sixth sense guess.
Skarsnik originally planned to test the ogres at night with certain precautions, but unexpectedly, these guys turned against him at noon.
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