"Fellow warriors, listen to me!" Since there is no shield bearer fighting platform and his own blue sheep, Snorri is not tall enough in front of humans. He can only try to raise his voice so that his voice can be heard in the noisy battlefield. was heard.
"I saw on the mountains that those dirty greenskins will break out from here! At the foot of the gray mountains is your home, your territory! I believe no noble knight wants to see them in the farms and forests of the Knight Kingdom Raging!"
These words were spoken to the chivalrous knights and their attendants. During the rappelling process, Snorri's brain was stimulated by the cold wind and worked rapidly. He separated the different demands of these more than 200 humans.
The chivalrous knights are for honor, merit, and protection of their homeland. They are all locals of Ackerman Viscounty, and it is their duty to protect their father and brother's farm and people.
"Friends, I tell you the truth, there are a lot of greenskins. They want to escape and continue their waaagh in another place."
Snorri used the words of suppressing first and then rising, "But, I also want to tell you that we, the sons of the mountains, have more gold. We want to settle our hatred, and our will to pay with blood is stronger than theirs!"
Seeing that Skarsnik's main force was not far from the front line, Snorri sped up his speech and tried to increase his volume as much as possible.
"I hereby promise that as long as you can hold the line until my people arrive, each of you will receive a full twenty dwarf gold coins. Even if you are a serf, I will pay you ten!"
Snorri promised a very high price. Dwarf gold coins can often be exchanged for more human gold coins due to their superior gold content and production process. This is undoubtedly for ordinary adventurers and farmers who have not much left after a hard year. It's a windfall.
But this was not the end, Snorri then gave them another reassurance: "For the heroic dead, the amount I promised will be sent to your families by my tribe. I By the High King’s envoy!”
Before he finished speaking, the most anxious night goblins rushed to Snorri. He turned around and smashed the goblin's head with his war hammer. He threw himself into the battle without having time to observe the effect of his pre-war mobilization speech.
In the blink of an eye, a group of pink balls of flesh jumped over and some of them had night goblins that screamed crazily.
"Raise your shield!" Maldini shouted. He commanded the infantry regiment and the adventurers to build a thin defense line.
None of these humans are equipped with large shields specifically designed to resist cavalry. Some are just small bucklers used with one-handed swords. They are effective in resisting the bows and arrows of some goblin archers, but they are still vulnerable to the violent Squig. Not enough.
Seeing that the humans in the front row were in a hurry under the bite of Squigg's big mouth and the sneak attacks of the night goblins, and the front line began to waver, Snorri shook his head and directly used Thunder Strike.
Snorri's body seemed to be born with this skill. He raised the war hammer in his hand and struck the ground hard, and a shock wave with arcs of electricity surged around him.
A dozen Squigs who were close to Snorri were knocked to the ground by the earthquake. The night goblins above them were even more fragile and turned into a pile of flesh. The ones further away also staggered and their charge was blocked.
"Brothers at the back, give me a hand!" Maldini directed. He and his comrades on horseback were moving back to give their mounts room to speed up.
The infantry humans in the back row stepped forward after hearing this, forming a dense formation and trying to work together to resist the subsequent charge.
"You little guy whose fur hasn't grown yet, don't do this!" Captain Glenson saw this and swung his long hammer across the waist, smashing the two night goblins together with their broken shields.
Before the old dwarf finished speaking, Snorri saw several fanatics turning around with popular hammers.
"Disperse! Disperse!" Snorri shouted anxiously. After the thin night goblin driving the huge hammer ate the frenzy mushrooms, it was obvious that he was no longer controlled by Lord Cow's laws and was contaminated by these things. Not to mention using simple armor to fight humans on foot, even a formal knight with a full body of finely cast plate armor might not be able to handle it!
The humans were neither deaf nor blind. Even the Bretonnian infantry regiments had relatively rich combat experience. They dispersed quickly and were not swept away by the hammer in the first place.
"Shoot, shoot for me!" Maldini was also commanding his peasant archers, who were able to survive war after war with only a piece of cloth. These seemingly inconspicuous old farmers counted one by one. They are all guys with a very keen sense of smell on local battlefields.
The very sight of those horrible fanatics made them want to grease their feet. Although they were stopped by the knight master, these part-time archers were nervous and busy shooting arrows, so their shooting accuracy was very poor!
Only less than thirty of the fifty arrows could fly to the heads of the night goblins. The night goblins were originally small, and it was more difficult to hit as the hammer rotated at high speed. Only two of the five fanatics were shot. One of them has not been killed directly, and the pain only stimulates its innate ferocity.
"WAAAGH!" It roared with an intensity that seemed to squeeze its lungs out of its chest. Due to his height, it was difficult for Snorri not to notice the slightly trembling hands of the humans around him who were captured by the enemy's madness. leg.
"In the name of the ancestors and gods! Die!" Snorri turned the warhammer in his hand twice, twisted his waist slightly and threw it out. Relying on the locking of the Storm Hammer skill, the night goblin roared next. Before it even had time to get out of the throat, it turned into a pile of minced meat!
"Hmph! A dwarf, you're just a bastard!" Snorri stretched out his hand, and the runes on the war hammer flew back into his palm in a flash. Since they lost their controller, the two popular iron balls began to spin around, their direction of movement changed, and they got mixed up with the other three fanatics.
"Well done!"
"It's so beautiful!"
Seeing that the night goblins' attack was wiped out, the surrounding comrades praised Snorri's skills while reorganizing their formation.
At the same time, the goblins were also reorganizing. Due to the narrow mountain road, in order to avoid too many of their own people being killed by the fanatics who did not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, these guys also moved a little distance behind to leave room for the hammer to rotate.
"Look! Gobra, what did the great Skarsnik see? The dwarfs! Do a dozen dwarfs dare to stop in front of us?"
Skarsnik, who was in the middle of the team, saw Snorri's heroic appearance, and he let out a weird laugh.
"Come on, pull those things out! Let this short guy with no beard even dare to go against us in hell!"
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