"Hahaha, if only our short-lived human friends thought the same way. I heard that some of them covet the beauty of the black-skinned and pointed-eared sorceresses, and they are vying to be slaves! They don't even care if they are worthy enough. !”
Parnoson informed the fleet to adjust its course and came back as a joke. He left an armored ship to protect the transport ship, and the remaining three warships accelerated towards the Black Ark's position.
Snorri laughed when he heard this, "How dare they! Those old witches who don't know how old they are can probably suck all the Minotaurs into beef jerky. If these humans can survive three days, Sigma is very loyal!"
"No! I don't know what's good about those black bean sprouts who are shameless and can't wear decent clothes!" Parnoson agreed.
"Hahaha, that's not necessarily the case. Sometimes Slaanesh is more difficult to guard against than Khorne!" Snorri laughed. It was difficult to understand with the aesthetics of the dwarves, but he could still appreciate it.
"Are we going to drive straight through like this? Won't those black bean sprouts run away?" Snorri asked strangely as he watched the dreadnought running at full speed in one direction without any cover.
"They didn't find my airship. The harpies at our height can't reach it with their broken wings!" Altman said proudly.
The dwarf steam airship was a work developed by Haimen Pass engineers over the years. They confirmed that the dragons in the Kingdom of Caledor generally fell into a deep sleep before they began to develop aircraft. Otherwise, only butchers would be willing to be drivers.
The steam airship is an armored hull suspended under a huge hydrogen gas bag. The airship can rise or fall by controlling the amount of gas in the gas bag, and use steering wings to turn. It also has a steam engine installed on the hull for traveling against the wind.
Another half hour later, Snorri saw a huge shadow from a distance. The scale of the Black Ark was unimaginable. It looked like a solid city with many black towers erected.
The Thunder of Grimnir is huge enough, but it's not tall enough for the Black Ark's base.
"Click! Click!"
With a burst of intensive gear sounds, the dreadnought's main gun began to rotate. Panoson waved the command flag in the command room, "Boom! Boom!" twice, and the twin main guns opened fire.
Snorri saw a tower being knocked down, and some small black dots rising hastily.
"Beautiful! Let the clansmen prepare for battle!" Panoson slammed the table and shouted.
"Do we have an elevator?" Snorri looked at the black ark that was gradually shortening and tugged on his beard. How to get on it with such a big height difference? This is a good question.
"Do you want to fight by jumping on the stick? We can't use those human tactics! Let the soldiers prepare for landing operations!" Panoson was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.
"Once our people's heavy armor falls into the water, there is no way to save them. Even if we don't wear iron armor and wear leather armor, it won't work. Children of the mountains have never belonged to the ocean. We can't float in the water without wearing anything!"
Gu Balin spoke for Snorri from the side. Cousin Tommy was left in the old world by Snorri to raise follow-up supplies, and this distant cousin got the opportunity to go on the expedition together.
"It's just high density." Snorri muttered. The people in this world attributed their physical knowledge to feudal superstition. However, even if they can float, the dwarves will not give up their armor. Such a casualty rate is difficult to explain for this race with low fertility.
The dwarf warship moved toward the shore while firing at the black ark. With a few "Whoosh! Whoosh!" several wide pontoons were thrown into the water from the Thunder of Grimnir.
The tribesmen who were ready for battle quickly rushed ashore through the pontoon. Snorri did not take the Anvil of Doom. Although the long-range firepower of the dark elves was not as good as those of their green and white counterparts, they would pay the price for ignoring them.
In front of Snorri was a panicked scene of dark elves. In the previous battle, the Black Ark pirate captain sent an Abyss Kraken to easily destroy the town's fragile walls.
The Abyss Kraken looks like a war hydra, except that they live in the unknown deep sea, and their slimy bodies are very suitable for resisting the pressure of sea water. A number of swaying tentacles with razor-sharp teeth replace the snake's head.
But the residents of this small town were not stupid. As soon as they saw the giant beast, they knew that the city wall was not enough to rely on. Some of the combat-effective ones fought with the dark elves inside the building, while the non-combat-effective ones fled directly through the back door.
The pirates on the Black Ark sent out cavalry to capture the escapees, and at the same time looted resources in the city, massacred and captured the resisters. And just as they were happily burning, killing and looting the land, the dwarf's artillery sounded.
The leading dark elf noble saw that the situation was not good and immediately issued an order to assemble the troops, but his selfish men were too busy collecting trophies. Who was willing to fight with the dwarves?
Actively responding to the captain's instructions will result in less loot and the hero will die earlier. This group of guys didn't gather together for a long time, and Snorri's troops were arrayed on the shore before they gathered together.
Snorri became angry when he looked at the poor humans who were tied in a string with ropes, dragged, driven by whips, and had parts chewed off by cold lizards from time to time. This side has been industrialized for who knows how many years, but the other side is still engaging in slavery.
The formation that the dark elf commander laboriously organized put the dwarves at ease. He used the Dread Spearmen to form the front row, followed by a group of Black Ark pirates, some holding common one-handed swords, and some equipped with Hand crossbow.
"Sure enough, there are no Nagarond Black Guards or Harganxi executioners on this Black Ark! Compatriots! Attack! Crush those pointed ears!" Snorri directed his tribe to launch an attack.
The Dread Spearmen are the main body of the Dark Elf army. In the baptism of blood, they understand the power of discipline and the power of a solid shield wall with spear points. These guys who don't know the meaning of mercy have been trained to become a military wall that every dark elf noble can rely on.
The spearmen formed a dense line and responded to the dwarf army's attack in a defensive posture. The intensive long-range firepower shook them so hard that they could hardly withstand their shields. The Black Ark pirates behind were also trying to fight back, but the firepower and range of their hand crossbows were not superior.
Snorri noticed that the enemy commander had pulled some cold lizard knights and a few chariots to the flanks of the line. He should be preparing to attack the dwarves' military formation from the side, but he was not worried because his troops were superior in numbers and strength. All have advantages in quality.
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