After occupying Karak-Her and harvesting a large number of supplies and money, Sylvania's assault troops began to deploy defenses to deal with the dwarf troops that were about to return.

Soon, the news of the fall of Karak Hull was deliberately spread by the undead. The dwarf troops, who were fighting and retreating, were panicked at the time. They did not care about entanglement with the main force of the undead troops, retreated in the direction of Karak Hull as quickly as possible, intending to regain the mountain fortress.

However, they were unwilling to get entangled with Sylvania, and Grand Duke Valed was not ready to let them go. This time, the undead troops of Sylvania were chasing the dwarf troops tightly.

The fortress in the front was occupied, and the pursuers in the back were chasing each other. The dwarves knew that in this case, let alone regaining Karak Hull, even their own safety was difficult to guarantee. After a brief discussion, a group of dwarves voluntarily acted as a blocking force to undertake the task behind the temple. The main force was able to quickly return to Karak Hull.

The dwarves left all their heavy equipment - a total of twelve light artillery, and two extremely advanced dwarf machine guns to these troops. Of course, this cannot offset the absolute strength gap between the two - the dwarf behind the temple and the undead pursuers.

Tenacious, very tenacious. This group of troops is one of the most tenacious troops Vared since he fought all over the world. At the beginning, Vared did not intend to get entangled with this group of troops. But they were so desperate that they blocked the shortest distance from Karak Hull, the best way to walk and the most spacious road.

Compared with the mountain road that is difficult to move and difficult for the large army to pave. This section of the road is considerate and touching. It is not so much a mountain, but rather a hill. It is very difficult to defend.

At the beginning, the vampire officers on the front line also scoffed at the dwarves' boldness... or arrogantness.

"Anyone should see that it is not a good idea to guard the hilly areas with a relatively flat slope and a large area. Unless they have enough quantity and sufficient long-range firepower, or a certain degree of fortification. However, they have neither. Moreover, their number is only a little... I think we can easily and quickly annihilate these stupid dwarves."

Looking at the dwarf troops that were posed in a defensive formation in the hilly area not far away, relying on simple temporary wooden fences, a vampire officer said contemptuously. His speech was also approved by other vampire officers.

However, in the subsequent battle, these dwarves taught the vampire officers a lesson and told them that there was something in this world that could turn decay into magic. What this undead army did not have is something that could turn cowards into warriors and braves to fearlessly.

At the beginning, the vampire officers dispatched a total of six regiments of undead troops and took turns to charge at the dwarf's positions. They also mobilized some portable magic attack devices and long-range firepower as aid. In the calculations of the vampire officers, such a strong offensive could shake the opponent. Then, they would draw an elite tomb guard regiment to completely defeat the opponent.

However, the final result was unexpected. The dwarves roared and fought desperately. With simple fortifications, not too superior terrain and undominated troops, they achieved extreme victory. Six standard undead regiments, totaling more than 7,000 skeleton soldiers, nearly one-third were killed, more than one-half of them were injured, and four seriously damaged regiments lost their combat capabilities. However, the position was still firmly controlled by the dwarves.

These dwarves piled up the damaged bones of the undead to form an offensive, and laughed loudly at the vampire officers. This attitude made the vampire officers extremely angry. They decided to leave no room for anything and do their best to launch an attack.

So they dispatched all the magic attack devices they could concentrate, nearly 500 corpse witches, and a giant dragon of the undead. Twenty-seven vampire officers also participated in the bombing. These long-range attack firepower were dispatched together and bombarded the dwarves' positions. They destroyed all the dwarves' artillery. The dwarves' positions were almost plowed by these firepowers.

After the magic bombing, after the air firepower of the undead dragon was covered, a large number of ancient tomb guards guards and the ancient tomb guards heavy crossbowmen advanced quickly. After seizing two positions, the bullets and bursting crossbow arrows crackled, smashing the dwarves' bodies as broken as their positions.

Under such firepower suppression, a large number of ancient tomb guards holding big swords and halberds in hand launched a charge to the dwarf's position. "It's time to end it now." Dozens of vampire officers looked at each other, and saw the fatigue and joy on their robes. In their understanding, after suffering such firepower strikes and seeing so many elite undead troops charge, even the positions stationed by the standard imperial team of more than 20,000 will definitely collapse.

However, they were disappointed. When the tomb guards rushed to the position, the positions of the dwarves, which seemed to be empty, suddenly jumped up, covered with blood and bruised bodies. The dwarves who seemed to be unable to stand firmly roared at the top of their lungs, and used the broken weapons in their hands, the bones of broken undead soldiers, stones, and even teeth, and fists to attack the fully armed tomb guards. They were desperately blocking them from advancing.

When the vampire officers were surprised by the dwarf's tenacity, they heard such disdain, contempt and pity, and slightly frivolous words mixed with:

"What a group of brave guys... brave, tenacious, willing to contribute. Dwarves are worthy of being the toughest nation in the old world... but unfortunately, this is meaningless."

The vampire officers were a little unhappy when they heard such sarcastic words. There were a few more impulsive personalities and even wanted to teach the guy who spoke wildly. However, when they turned around, they didn't know what to do.

I saw that the Baroque plate armor with infinitely gorgeous carved gold-painted gold standing by the sword was Grand Duke Sylvania, Valed von Castein.

"Leader, leader?"

The dozens of vampire officers watched the battle they commanded and fought such a bad battle. They even alarmed Vared. They couldn't help but feel ashamed and ashamed, not knowing what to say.

"No, I don't blame you." Vared smiled softly and said, "Although I have heard of it, it is indeed beyond my expectations that the dwarves can persist to this level. Even I, the Duke, was shocked by their momentum and spirit. What qualifications do you have to blame you?"

After hearing what Vared said, these vampire officers felt a little better.

Seeing that the vampire officers were no longer embarrassed and shaken, Vared continued: "Of course, everything these dwarves did is indeed worthy of appreciation. But as I said before, this is meaningless - in the case of absolute quantity, absolute equipment advantages, and excellent strategic and tactical heroism, other countries outside cannot intervene. They are destined to be unable to survive. This kingdom is destined to be destroyed by us, destined to become history, dwarves, destined to die!"

Speaking of this, Vared suddenly pulled out his sword, Soul-Devourer.

"Let's go, my robes! We also go to the battlefield! We vampires and the family members of the dark night are not inferior to those sons of the earth!"

The surrounding vampire officers immediately drew their swords and responded loudly. Following Vared into the battlefield, a total of twenty-nine vampire officers rushed straight into the already broken array of dwarves and massacred them, as if they were entering a no-man. Just now, a slight shock caused by the desperate resistance of the dwarves would also disappear with the massacre.

After that, under the mountain fortress of Karakhull, the dwarf troops attacked from the front and back were wiped out. Silvania immediately announced that he would move his command here for the occupation of the Karakhull area. Under the illumination of a large number of magic lamps made of magic crystals obtained in Karakhull's treasure room, he sat on the throne that Prince Ogate had once sat. Vared began to think about Silvania's next strategy.

Speaking of which, after experiencing the war between the elves, where both sides were hurt and no one got the benefits, the power of the dwarves gradually shrank. Now, there is only one acre of three-point land left.

The private land of this endless mountain range is actually not very large. After all, there are very few plots of land that can be used to develop in mountainous areas. During the heyday of the dwarves, they had the strength to build large projects like mountain fortresses and underground tunnels. However, in this era, the dwarves were unable to do so.

In barren mountainous areas, although they can produce a large amount of metals and crystal minerals, they do not raise people. In addition to hunting, grazing, and collecting underground mushroom plants to feed, dwarves must also trade food with the Sigma Empire... or Sylvania to meet their own food needs.

In addition to these internal problems, there are also huge security risks from the outside world, which makes the dwarves too much to deal with.
Chapter completed!