Rise of the Fourteenth Section

This short and bloody battle ended. Seeing his boss turn into two pieces with a light blow, blood and fragments of his organs spilled all over the floor, the leaders and boys of the Broken Axe Tribe were stunned. They were so surprised that they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

The white-handed boss added an axe, cut off the broken axe boss' head, and then held it in his hand.

"I am the preacher selected by Brother Mao! Listen to me, from now on, I will be your boss! You should all listen to me!" The white-handed boss shouted at the boys around.

But it is not that simple to conquer a tribe. At this time, the leaders began to come back to their senses. In the Broken Axe Tribe, there are actually many leaders who covet the position of the boss. Seeing that the boss died like this, these leaders couldn't help but be moved.

"I am the boss!" A leader jumped out. According to the deep-rooted green skin, the big one is stronger. So he instinctively thought that the boss of the Broken Axe lost because of chance.

The boss's axe immediately corrected his wrong view.

What happened below quickly proved the ability of the white-handed boss. The white-handed boss easily defeated five leaders who felt they were qualified to be the boss, so the remaining members of the Broken Axe Tribe decided to follow the white-handed boss.

"Boys, listen!" When his rule was established, the boss of the Baishou immediately summoned all the boys from the original Broken Axe Tribe (of course, it should be renamed the Baishou Tribe now). "A bunch of short guys came to our place, they are quite powerful! So Brother Mao came to me and asked me to take the boys to the car and fly them! From now on, we must reconcile all the Green Skin tribes here! Then we can go to the car and these short guys! Waaaagh...!!"

"waaaagh...!!" the boys shouted in unison. Actually, they didn't understand what the boss meant, but they all knew that the boss took them to start a war. Which green skin doesn't like fighting?

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A huge explosion sound came from afar again.

After experiencing a lot of things, I actually got used to it. When Mante Bergman heard this sound for the first time, he was shocked, but now he has been calm and his heart is not beating anymore.

As a long-bearded warrior, especially the captain of a long-bearded warrior, Mante is experienced in many battles. But he has never seen such a way of fighting. An engineer acts as a general. When he hears such incredible things, a dwarf probably thinks it is a joke. An engineer should build a city, build weapons, and at most it is only operating various war machinery. Yes, the long-range firepower of engineers is important, but real battles must also be fought by axes, shields, armor and powerful arms.

But in fact, these engineers really took the level of their construction to fight, and they fought very well. Although Mante and his subordinates were unwilling to admit this, they envied the way these engineers fought in their hearts.

The engineer's combat is really good at engineers - using a canyon, dig holes at key locations, and set up gunpowder. When the green skin is attracted in, it will directly detonate. Then the rocks and mud will directly swallow up most of the green skin. If there is still green skin left, then the problem will be solved by muskets, cannons and crossbows. Only when necessary will they be put into melee troops. This practice causes the dwarves to annihilate tens of thousands of green skins at the cost of almost zero losses. The stupid green skin will rush over directly, and the smart green skin will send a team to reconnaise whether there are ambushers on both sides of the cliffs. Of course, the two are no different, because the dwarves do not place any troops above the cliffs except gunpowder. The green skin does not check the IQ level of the blast.

"It seems that our arrangement has been successful again." Feiwen, who was beside him, rubbed his hands happily. Feiwen is a senior member of the Engineers Association, responsible for commanding an organ cannon to provide the "necessary" fire support to this team.

Mante glanced at the engineers beside him with a sour look. They were old friends for many years. "Now the green skin is not at ease." He said, "They were not that stupid back then, and rushed into such an unwise trap."

After repeated use during this period, the cliffs on both sides of the canyon have been "fallen off" a lot by blasting and beginning to become inappropriate to this "death trap" tactic. This will be the last time they fought here. The task of this team is to firmly guard the place and prevent the remaining green-skinned breakthrough.

Feiwen returned to his organ cannon and began to calibrate the target for the cannon. In fact, this dwarf team was stationed here entirely because of a cautious judgment. Greenskin may not be able to successfully escape from the battle from the main force of the dwarfs. Even if they succeed, they may not necessarily choose this direction to break through. In the previous few battles, the team was working next to them to watch the end of everything and did nothing.

However, it seemed that God felt the unwillingness of the dwarves. The scouts in front of him shouted.

"Green skin! Come toward this side!"

It was almost time to say that, and in a blink of an eye, a green wave appeared on the hillside. They shouted wildly and rushed towards this side. Mante didn't need to count it carefully to know that the number of green skins was more than twice that of his subordinates.

"Get the axe!" Mante shouted loudly. He knew what was going on. The Greenskins were eager to escape at this time, and chose this place as a breakthrough. This means that the Greenskins wanted to break through the obstacles of this team in a short time, otherwise they would inevitably be caught up by the dwarves catching up from behind and wiped out the entire army. Both sides knew this, which means that the upcoming battle would be a bloody death fight with no way out.

"Hold tight!" the old dwarf roared loudly, all holding their weapons and ready to fight. While Greenskin charges all the way, the dwarfs smash their shields into the ground and clamp them together to present a solid shield wall. The dwarfs at the front lean their shoulders against the shield, and the axe is placed behind the shield, ready to kill anything that rushes through the shield.

"Good brothers, support me! Don't be afraid, our ancestors' eyes will look at us."

The organ cannon opened fire. Taking advantage of the favorable opportunity that the two sides had not yet fought, the engineers aimed the four-barrel war machine at the enemy. The iron ball as big as a fist was blasted into the orcs. Within this range, the members of the Engineers Association never missed. The shells caused huge damage and wiped out dozens of green-skinned orcs, but the orcs were not shaken. The living orcs stepped on the blood of their companions and continued to rush forward.

The orcs hit the defense line of the bearded warrior from the front. The fierce impact made the entire defense line vibrate. The orcs who were eager to escape all their eyes were red and roared wildly. They began to rush over the top of the shield, trying to cross the obstacle like this. But the dwarves in the first row were all skilled warriors, their feet were tightly on the ground, and then pushed the shield to the greenskin side with force, which made the orcs trying to climb lose balance and fall to the ground.

The dwarves in the second row used an axe and a hammer to attack the orc boy. The orc's blood soon dyed the snow under the dwarf's feet red.

The dwarves stopped the first few waves of offensives, making the front lines of both sides stick together. The orcs' impact gradually weakened, and the boy began to try to break through the shield wall by slashing. However, every time they succeeded, the dwarf warriors in the back row would immediately take over the position of the fallen comrades. This made the efforts of the greens have almost no effect.

If it weren't for that troll, the battle might have lasted for so long. But there was a troll among the green skins that escaped the death trap. The monster had a terrifying huge body and huge sharp minions. It used its brute force to tear a gap in the dwarf's shield formation and successfully knocked down two dwarfs.

The engineers fired the organ cannon for the second time, but Mante had no time to observe what kind of results he achieved. He rushed towards the troll and used his axe to slash at the troll's body with all his strength. It is true that the troll has very powerful recovery ability, but this time, the old dwarf's specially made rune battle axe split the troll's legs. This level of damage must be restored for a while even the troll.

However, Mante didn't have much time to enjoy the victory. The fallen troll also grabbed him and pressed him under him. Mante blocked the front with his shield. Judging from the terrifying sound of "Ziz" on the shield, the troll spit out his corrosive gastric bile. If he hadn't blocked with his shield, he would have been directly dissolved into corn porridge now.

The troll's head poked out from above the shield.

Mante found himself staring at a huge and ugly face, with a drooling mouth on it, and huge yellow and sharp teeth in his mouth. He tried hard to push the troll's huge body away, hoping that he would not be the last meal for the troll to die.

The rescue of his companions came in time. A blow from the back hit the troll's head, causing Mante to clearly hear the sound of the skull shattering. The troll rolled away wailingly, and the other dwarves hit it more. But the troll stood up again, and Mante found in despair that its legs had healed.

The troll rushed up again angrily. Mante held his axe tightly and decided to send a final blow. But a giant arrow flew from a distance, penetrated the troll's body from the middle, nailed it to the ground, and the giant arrow inserted into the ground was less than two steps away from Mante.

Then, he saw a dwarf who turned orange red hair jumped over from the crowd and rushed to the feet of the troll. While the latter was struggling, the dwarf raised his battle axe and cut off the troll's head with an axe. The butcher's giant axe was carved with runes of the dwarfs, which they invented specifically to deal with trolls. This rune could completely invalidate the troll's disgusting regeneration ability. The troll who lost his head collapsed to the ground.

Mante stood there, and then he felt his body weak. He saw other dwarves surrounding the orcs tightly. After a hammer and axe, the fighting spirit of the greens began to collapse. They no longer fought, but wanted to escape in vain. But more dwarves were pouring out from the lower end of the hillside.

With one hand on Mante's shoulder from behind, he turned his head and saw Feiwen.

"It seems that you need help." Feiwen looked very satisfied with his embarrassment. The outcome of the battle was decided at this time.
Chapter completed!