Chapter 42 Collapse

"Blast all the outer passages and withdraw the soldiers!" Prince Hoga ordered.

His plan to limit the battle to the periphery of Karak-Grom has failed. Perhaps in this battle, his army killed ten times the number of rats killed by all dwarves ever, but this cannot change the fact that he failed. Now, the rats have occupied the outside world, flocked in and rushed into the city of Karak-Grom.

This blast will buy him a short time. Prince Hoga is very clear about this. Only a short time.

The rat people have already noticed that the dawn of victory is imminent, and even those rat people who have not been inspired by religious enthusiasm are now inspired by the hope of victory. There are almost no escaped rat people on the battlefield. On the contrary, the dwarves' troops collapsed and collapsed in the continuous war of attrition, and were destroyed in the wave of rat people. Even the butcher warriors are the same.

"Sentencer!" the prince shouted in a hoarse voice. He watched his soldiers retreat in a group of ways, almost every soldier was covered in wounds and stained with iron armor. Prince Hoga could not see a complete warrior within his vision. Most of his officers, those brave captains, were killed in this cruel and ruthless war of attrition like a flesh-and-blood mill.

The resistance of the dwarf soldiers is extremely brave and tenacious. But bravery and tenacious do not necessarily equal victory. If bravery and tenaciousness can determine everything, then what are weapons, armor and numbers?

A messenger ran to the prince.

"How is the situation above?" Prince Hoga asked loudly.

"The enemy has broken through the city gate!"

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The remaining cannons were still roaring tenaciously and fiercely, and muskets and bullets were still falling on the heads of rat soldiers siegeing the city. But everything was irreversible.

The seven-day and seven-night battle finally came to an end. Even the cannons and muskets cast from the metal smelting process that the dwarves were proud of could not hold on. The dwarves' cannons exploded one after another. After the cannons were destroyed, the original cannon door turned into a smooth road to enter the city. The rats climbed into the Karak-Grom through the open cannon door along the hook rope, and then rushed into the city screaming. They insisted on attacking the Karak-Grom road paved with corpses.

The long-bearded warriors responsible for guarding the city gate have retreated. Rat men, fifty times their number, fell in front of the position they once defended. However, the newly added Rat men troops still stepped on the bodies of their compatriots and rushed into the city.

However, the dwarves are not an enemy that is so easy to give up. Their bravery and stubbornness are notorious. While retreating, they rely on street fighting fortifications that had been prepared for a long time to defend and counterattack. The soldiers of the two armies fought to the death. For the invading rat people, every inch of Karak-Grom's land needs to be washed with enough blood to consolidate the occupation. Fortunately, the rat people lack the least is blood.

However, Ashu Rufate knew very well that although the two sides were still fighting bloody, nothing could change the fate of Karak Grom's fall. This was not because the dwarves were not tenacious enough or their defenses were not strong enough, but because the rat man was willing to shed a hundred times the blood that the dwarves were.

The gray prophets were gathering their power to use magic to destroy the remaining cannons that were still shooting one by one. At this time, Ashrufate had sent all the elite troops to the battlefield. The Plague Acolytes from the Pestiron clan had already assumed the main responsibility of melee combat. These Plague Acolytes were usually far more fanatical than ordinary rats, and now they were so excited that they saw the images of the rat god in the sky. They waved the plague incense burner, shouted loudly to express their piety towards the rat god, and attacked the dwarves desperately. As Ashrufate had known before, these rats had lost their normal pain under the strange potions, which allowed them to withstand great damage. When they were eventually killed, they were often able to bring each other to their side to bury.

Of course, these incense burners have advantages and disadvantages. Their plague incense burners usually emit sick green smoke. While increasing their lethality, other rats are afraid of it.

The last cannon finally came to silence. It was almost time to enter the city.

Under the escort of a group of guards, Ashurufate walked through a battlefield with countless corpses piled up. With every step, Ashurufate could clearly feel his feet were trapped in semi-solidified blood. Unfortunately, the outcome of the war was not determined by casualties between the two sides, otherwise the dwarf would have praised himself for winning a great victory.

"Master, these dwarves are really overestimating their abilities." Carrie said in a contemptuous tone in her mind. "The winner was decided from the beginning."

"Yes, the outcome was decided from the beginning." Ashu Rufate replied. The dwarves had no chance. The difference in military strength between the two sides was too great, and the huge difference made the rat man pile up with countless failures to form a road to final victory. Ashu Rufate actually didn't need to do anything, he just needed to let the troops play one by one.

But to be honest, Ashu Rufate looked at the corpses all over the ground, but there was no turmoil in his heart. He suddenly realized that his indifference seemed to be abnormal.

After being with the rat man for a long time, has the way of thinking unconsciously affected?

"Master, magic communication..." Carrie suddenly said. "The troops in the city reported a magic communication, reporting something that seemed incredible... The dwarf resistance suddenly became fierce. They didn't know where to replenish a large number of troops and launched several consecutive counterattacks against the attacking ratmen."

"It was the troops drawn from the underground world." Ashrufat replied calmly in his mind. "They blasted the tunnel in exchange for a short truce. When we dug the tunnel, they put their precious troops into this battlefield. But it doesn't matter, even this will not change anything... As for blasting the underground passage, it's just a temporary matter. No matter how good their blasting is, the passage will be dug again in just one day and one night."

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"Quick! Hurry up! Get a cannon and use it as a barricade..."

Behind him, the shouts of his compatriots came, which made the giant hammer soldiers know that they had to hold on for a while.

Rows of giant hammers were waving violently. This was a bloody battle. All giant hammer warriors gathered around Prince Hoga, fighting with the monarch like a giant hammer warrior in the most cruel and intense battle they had ever lived. If they died in such a battle, they would be proud of it.

This was the last counterattack of the dwarves. Prince Hoga personally led his giant hammer warrior guards to launch a counterattack towards the Ratman. However, although Prince Hoga and the giant hammer warriors crushed more than one Ratman troops, the counterattack was ultimately unsuccessful. Prince Hoga did not drive the enemy out of his city as expected. A top rat man along the way exhausted their strength to advance.

This is also the last unit of the dwarves. The giant hammer warrior is the private guard of the dwarves king or lord, and the warriors with the highest identities of the dwarves. Each of them is a skilled warrior personally selected by the monarch, and has proved his talents in countless battles. Usually, just having skills, strength or courage is not enough to become a giant hammer warrior. They must give everything to their lords and must protect the lord from harm without reservation. Although the dwarves themselves are famous for their perseverance, the firmness of these warriors is also famous among the dwarves.

Another group of rat people rushed up, all of which were storm warriors with black fur and elite soldiers among rat people.

"Fight! For Carac Grom, our homeland!" Prince Hoga shouted.

The giant hammer warrior beside him shouted in unison to respond to Prince Hoga. "Fight! For our home!"

They advanced too far, the musketeers had not arrived yet, and the cannons had not yet been in place, so now the dwarves could only win the battle by relying on the hammers in their hands in the collision of weapons, blood and blood.

"Fight for the God of Rat!!!!" The storm rats rushed up howled. The two armies fought face to face on the streets of Karak-Grom.

Bloody battles are the tradition of the Dwarves from generation to generation. For the giant hammer warriors, this is the moment to show their strength and honor. You must know that all giant hammer warriors are fearless and never retreat. They will fight to the last moment before falling. The sledgehammers of these warriors rose and fell from time to time under the banner of Prince Hoga, and eventually turned these ratmen into powder.

But the next team of rats has come one after another.

"Retreat!" Prince Hoga took the giant hammer warriors away. The rat man rushed over did not expect the dwarf to give up the battle so easily, and stopped in place for a moment in time. At this moment, the Cannon cannon on the barricade opened its mouth. The first shell created a big gap in the dense crowd of rats. Then, an organ cannon began the second round of name. This cannon was extremely powerful in close-range street battles. When all four organ cannons were shot, there were not many rat people in the team.

The remaining soldiers of the ratmen immediately ran away with their heads and fled to the future. Unfortunately, they met another team of ratmen before they ran far away. What's more unfortunate is that the leader of the ratmen was a gray prophet with a frenzy light on his eyes.

"Blasphemy! Blasphemy!!!" The gray prophet was furious and pointed at the defeated soldiers and cursed. The Rat God had already spoken out the oracle through the mouth of the Great Prophet. Any rat person who fled in this battle was the most open betrayal and blasphemy to the Rat God.

This accusation directly determined the fate of the defeated soldiers. A few minutes later, these traitors who dared to publicly betray the Rat God were immediately executed. Several teams of rat people passing by witnessed all this.

This is a very effective motivation.

The outer defense of the city has been broken, but the battles that broke out now are more cruel than before, because the dwarves had already set up various traps in their city and drew a lot of reinforcements from the battlefield below. However, the rat people launched an attack desperately under the supervision of the gray prophet, and blood flowed along every inch of Karak-Grom land.
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