As the Undergrand Oath Guards entered the battlefield, the shaky defense line was once again stabilized. Although this was not the first time that Quik had learned how powerful these elite dwarves were, he didn't have any good solutions other than filling them with rat life.
In Snorri's opinion, the equipment specifications of this team of dwarves are similar to those of the Eternal Hammer Guards, except that the colors are mainly red and gold. This is probably the representative style of the Eight Peaks Kingdom in the Golden Age.
Although the overall quality of the Oath Guards is not comparable to that of the Supreme King's Guards selected from the entire mountain kingdom, the blessing of equipment still makes their combat effectiveness far superior to that of their peers.
"There should be more than these good things in the Undergrand clan's treasure house, right? I don't know whether it was because I couldn't bring them all out at the time or because Belegar felt that not everyone was qualified to equip and use these ancestral treasures."
A thought flashed through Snorri's mind, but now was not the time to dwell on it. The Storm Rats in the front row suddenly made another formation change, and a terrifying weapon was revealed.
They are also weapons teams operated by two rats, but the rat in front is holding a six-barrel machine gun, and behind it is a warpstone steam engine and crank that drives the machine gun.
"Rat Lin? How come there is such a thing? Hurry! Stop them!"
Snorri roared at the top of his lungs. The leaders of the Undergrand clan seemed to have never seen this multi-barreled firearm before and failed to react appropriately at the first time.
"Da da da da!"
"Try it, taste this!"
"More, more ammo, more madness!"
Before the dwarves took action, the weapons team couldn't wait to drive the death spreader in their claws, regardless of the fact that the storm rats covering them had not completely dispersed from the trajectory. This probably proves that in the world of rat people, the more loyal you are, the faster you die.
Ratling gunners fired and screamed with abandon. The latest invention of Clan Skryre required the most death-defying lunatic to master it. They are extremely unreliable, and perhaps only the Horned Rat knows which one will die first, the shooter or the enemy.
A large number of warpstone bullets rained out, and Belegar's men tried to resist. The shield-holding hands of the dwarf warriors were numb from the continuous impact, but before they had time to adjust their posture, they found that their shields made of stainless steel were full of holes.
According to the experience of the dwarves of the old world, the iron-shattering warriors' meteorite shields are still reliable under the impact of warpstone projectiles, but their proportion among Belegar's men is not high, and there are still many two supporting troops dispatched. inside.
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"Uh-huh!"
“No! Johnny.
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"Meteor, meteorite.
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The front line was filled with groans and screams of pain. The armors of the front row warriors were soon followed by their shields, and next came their flesh and blood bodies. The Undergrand Oath Guards didn't even have shields, and they tried to dial them by turning their sledgehammers with little success. The impact of ratlin pellets is nothing like the slings of the clanrats or the projectiles of the greenskins.
"go!"
Snorri wiped the ring and shot rune fireballs at the ratlins. Then he immediately released the runes of anger and destruction. Even if the distance was not enough to blast them directly into the sky, the vibration on the ground was enough to make them unable to aim.
"Guys at the back! Go up and stabilize the front! We are not only fighting for ourselves!" Belegar banged the shield again. Although he was a traditional melee lord who could not deal with the weapons team dozens of meters away, he It also has its own tasks.
Most of the Skaven Warlords' tactics include long-range weapons that fire warpstone ammunition and are not used to decimate the enemy's conventional force on a large scale. The core reason is still the word "expensive". The Skulli clan's products are ruthless, but the asking price is also exaggerated.
The small clans of Tiangun and Ratlin that have become organized may not be able to afford it until the boss is killed, and the subsequent consumption of warpstone ammunition, losses caused by bombing, etc. force them to use it as sparingly as possible.
Sure enough, after a few rounds of shooting, the ratlings tore apart the dwarf defense line and began to retreat, with large groups of storm rats swarming towards the gap. Belegar's bearers also suffered casualties in the fierce shooting. He didn't know whether to jump off the Oath Stone for a moment. It was quite taboo to do so before winning.
"It's our turn, let the brothers of the Andergrand clan take a break!"
After receiving Snorri's approval, Gotrek waved away the dragons' plague battle flag, held the flag in one hand and an ax in the other, and led the Demon-Slaying Brotherhood straight to the gap.
"Move! Move!"
Quick was a little further away, undisturbed by the battle flag. From its perspective, the turtle shell of the bearded thing was finally torn open, but his subordinates did not bite the exposed soft flesh. Instead, they hesitated and watched the guys who fell from the sky during the day fill the gap. .
It took the rats of the Moss clan a while to adapt to the terrifying hallucination brought by the battle flag, as if they were in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, witnessing the falling dragon, and waiting for them was the sharp rune ax of the Brotherhood.
"Where is Quirk? Why don't you come up and die!"
Gotrek swung a round ax with one hand and chopped three rats in half. He jumped onto the hill of corpses and stared at the rats, shouting for war. The heroic appearance of the young dwarf and the big flag he was carrying shocked the rats, and a pair of rat eyes involuntarily glanced in the direction of Quick.
"Oh? Looks like you're the one! Hmm, how can you be a hero if you hide your head and show your tail!" Gotrek followed the direction in which their heads turned and locked onto Quick. "He's still a headhunter! I think it's better to call him a headhunter instead, hahaha!"
The dwarves' laughter, taunts and strange looks from his men made Quake very embarrassed. It is not yet the God of War of the notorious Bafeng Mountain. The Lame Peak Rat people obey it mainly because they are intimidated by the power of the Moss clan.
It would not have been able to survive such a miserable performance during the day if it hadn't been for the fact that all the rats that were qualified to question it died. If it were pulled again this time and the cannon fodder of Lame Peak lost military morale, it would directly affect its ability to complete the mission. sex.
"Which one is this?" Quik pulled the local warlord over again and asked quickly while grinding his teeth. Gotrek gained a lot in the airborne battle, but the headhunters were too busy running for their lives to pay attention at the time.
"He, he is a transporter! He escorts the convoy between here and Hongyun Mountain."
"Wha, what! The transport captain dares to challenge me!" Quick was completely angered. This was too disrespectful to the rat!
It twisted its neck and took one last look at the mighty beard. Experience tells it that judging their strength mainly depends on their beards and equipment. Generally, the beards are white and the equipment shines brighter. The beard in front of me is very short, and the whole body is only as good as the ax in his hand. He is probably a transporter!
