Taking into account possible poisoning, secret sabotage and other tactics, Snorri specially arranged a team of people to protect water sources and food depots, but it turned out that he was overly worried. Elder Gnoldor was worried that the Essien clan would interfere with it. They were not incorporated into Quick's ranks.
As the big candles on the ceiling were replaced, footsteps and creaking sounds could be heard outside the fortress. The warriors quickly formed a formation behind the low wall, and Belegar's oath stone was carried out again.
This oath stone is also a treasure passed down from generation to generation of the Andergrand clan. It is a stone base engraved with dwarven runes with the clan's lineage and glorious deeds. Standing on this oath stone can strengthen the lord's will and ensure that all enemies can pay attention to him immediately and come to die.
Belegar's eyes briefly met Snorri's under his helmet, and he asked whether he wanted to transfer command. The King of the Southland shook his head. There were only so many men in total, and the battle goal was very clear. Just hold on and it would be over.
"You have more experience in this area than I do. Let me and my people be the special forces to prevent the rats from using any tricks."
The Demon-Slaying Brotherhood is overqualified for collecting cannon fodder, and it won't be too late to wait until the elite Skaven appear. If possible, Snorri would like to take them to try to kill Quick again.
"Oracle of the god Turni, may I ask whether this treasure will be controlled by me or handed over to you?"
In the front, Belegar stepped onto the Oath Stone with the help of the guards, and behind him came another ancestral heroic spirit. Of course, Snorri also knew that the last of these four grandfathers, Troni Ironbrow, was once the rune master of Karak Azul.
He is a distant relative and close friend of King Loen. When he learned that Eight Peaks Mountain was about to fall, he led his anvil guards and apprentices to leave Iron Peak Castle and venture north through the leyline network to help his relatives in distress.
At the last moment, he and the rune masters of Bafeng Mountain sealed the ancestral tomb and important treasure house. Unfortunately, after this was accomplished, they were blocked by the enemy and could never return to their hometown. Now Troni has been awakened and is in charge of the anvil he brought out to help Belegar.
"Come on, every anvil has its own characteristics. I still need time to adjust it." Snorri declined. He has been busy studying spiritual veins in the past few years, and his rune skills are somewhat rusty.
"The Clan Rats are coming. Guys, cheer up!" Belegar-Ironhammer stood tall and could see far away. He shouted a warning to his subordinates.
"Get ready to fight! Mustaches!" King Loen was also shouting.
Snorri gave up his position on the front line. He planned to see Belega's ability first and wait for the opportunity. The dwarves saw the approaching tide of rats, and their dense red eyes were particularly oppressive in the darkness.
"Dear ancestor co-selection, can you lead everyone to pray? These children have not faced a real war." Lady Ania's soft voice brought Snorri back from his thoughts.
The mistress of Cladromen also put on her own armor, with a normal breastplate on the upper body and a skirt armor on the lower body. She and a team of brass guards and maids brought by her parents were at the rear to protect the women and children.
Snorri looked back and saw several dwarfs crying softly. Their mothers, grandmothers, and the older or braver children around them were comforting them.
As Snorri approached, the immediate family members of the crying children looked embarrassed. To behave so disgracefully in front of the ancestors' co-selection will at least embarrass one's own people, and at worst, it will make the ancestors of the clan unable to hold their heads high in the palace of Gazul.
"Adults, tell me, you are here, the ancestors are here, everything will be fine, is it true?" A little girl asked sobbing, as if she was pinched secretly, and she got stuck in the middle of her words. .
"Well, I think so!" Snorri pondered for a moment. He knew that compared to those famous quotes and principles about bravery and strength, direct affirmation at this time is the most comforting to people.
"My name is Jenrick, and I will be an adult soon! Can I join your team and follow you? When I was in Copper Mountain Castle, I was the bravest among my peers! I wanted to participate in today's battle, but grandma refused. agree!"
A boy with newly grown stubble stood up. He broke free from his grandmother's blockage, raised his head and looked at Snorri expectantly.
"Hahaha, good boy! Let's do this. If you are not scared enough to close your eyes tonight, I will give you a pass."
While they were talking, the forwards of the ratmen had already engaged the dwarves. Under the threat of sharp halberds behind them, the clanrats waved their simple tools and launched a desperate charge towards the shield wall.
The Moss clan will not pity the lives of these small clans, but if they show their abilities and make military exploits, they may be rewarded. You know, Snorri's airborne strikes during the day vacated many good positions.
"Clang, clang, clang!" Belegar struck the shield in his left hand with the war hammer in his right hand, and the runes on the two legendary weapons were activated.
"The Indestructible King of the Great Village"
"Drink! Ha! Ha! Today is a good day, today we will massacre the rat people! Today we will settle the hatred of the Moss clan! The ancestors and gods are by our side, and they are also watching here!" The rightful master of the Eight Peaks Mountain Kang was doing war mobilization passionately.
"boom!"
"Card!"
"puff!"
"Pop!"
The clash of weapons, the roar of muskets and artillery, the muffled sound of blunt objects smashing into flesh, the loud war roars of the dwarves, and the sharp screams of Skaven filled the entire hall for a while.
Snorri looked at the little guys beside him. Some of them had their heads buried in their mother's arms, some were paying attention to the battle, and some turned their backs. On the other hand, Jenrick kept staring ahead, looking eager to try.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Suddenly Snorri heard a familiar sound, which was the sound of a dimensional stone being raised and fired. He had only experienced the power of this thing during the day. There is no doubt that the target of this projectile is the most conspicuous Belega-Iron Hammer.
“He shouldn’t have stood.
. "
Snorri subconsciously reached for the warhammer, but then he took it back. After all, Belegar had been fighting in the Eight Peaks Mountain for many years. He had been standing on the Oath Stone and could jump to this day without having to worry about it at all.
"No! No! Don't, don't waste it on him, waste ammunition!"
Quick stopped the Lame Peak Rat Man's shooting. The gun shooters were horrified to find that the living target standing on the stone was blocked by the strange shield on his left hand, making a round of shooting invisible.
"It is indeed the Shield of Resistance, the pinnacle of rune technology in the Golden Age." Snorri praised. According to the records in the guild, it is almost impossible to break through its defense without the strength of a demigod.
