Chapter 25: Deep Scheming

Seeing that he could not escape, the organ cannon on the car fired again. However, this weapon had very limited effect on the galloping cavalry, only about five or six unlucky goblins were knocked down.

This was just a schattered laughter from their companions. There were only three members of an organ cannon group. Every wolf rider knew that as long as you chased after them, these dwarves would be dead. They shouted happily, and seeing the panicked expression of the dwarf always made a green skin feel excited and happy.

The track laid by the dwarves began to take a turn. The wolf rider immediately began to move straight along the diagonal pierced so that they could chase closer. Now, the wolf rider chasing ahead had begun to scream in scattering, scaring the dwarves who were still trying to load the artillery for the last time.

The change came at this moment. The wolf riders at the front flew away from their mounts before they could even react and hit the ground with huge inertia. If they are lucky, they can get up after struggling for a long time. If they are unlucky, they will just lie on the ground and never get up.

This was not a casual mount between two wolf riders. Because before the wolf riders could react, they were already in groups of screams and fell and flew away.

The reason why such a thing happens is actually simple, because there are dense holes dug on the ground. These holes are deep and small, meaningless to ordinary green skins or dwarves, but they can just sink the claws of the wolf. Once the claws of the running wolf fall into the hole, it will directly break its claws due to inertia, and the wolf and the rider will fall out together.

It was time to say that, and in a blink of an eye, at least half of the wolf riders were caught. The remaining wolf riders finally stopped their mounts. They had already discovered this damn trap - they could only walk slowly here, and they would never run. So, they could only watch the flatbeds get away again.

The goblins screamed and cursed, driving the wolf to try to leave the damn trap area. However, their disaster was obviously not over. A wave of bullets suddenly shot from the slant, knocking down a large number of wolf riders who had not fallen into the trap. Amid the panic screams of the wolf riders, they found a team of musketeers at some point at the top of a hillside on the side.

The condescending muskets from a high place pressed the wolf rider backwards. Because they could not move forward quickly, the goblins could only be beaten on the spot and could not fight back. Like all the goblins in trouble, the wolf rider had lost the will to fight at this time, but kept retreating and trying to leave this damn trap as soon as possible to escape.

The wolf rider finally got out of the range of the musket. Unfortunately, their tragedy was still not over. Before they even had time to take a breath, they found a team of dwarf infantry emerged from somewhere. The dwarves were all wearing heavy armor, with beards almost drooping (as long as they were green skin, they knew that the longer the dwarfs were, the harder it would be to deal with), holding a sharp axe in their hands, and their faces were full of malicious expressions.

...

The flatbed cart carrying the organ cannon did not stop. When the wolf rider was cut by the bearded warrior and cried and called for his parents, the organ cannon team had already left this area. The team leader who commanded the cannon - of course, was also an engineer in the Engineers Association - took out the rune stone for communication from his arms.

"The enemy team No. 4 lures the enemy to complete the mission." He reported. "I just got out of the battle."

"The enemy squad No. 4 is going to the third tunnel immediately, blasting the entrance and all three vents." The voice of the great founder came from the rune stone. "It must be fast."

"The third tunnel..." The team leader pulled out an engineering drawing from his body. Correct drawing, reading the drawing can be said to be a basic skill of an engineer, so he found the third hole on the map in less than a few seconds.

"Quick! Turn right on the front track fork!"

The organ cannon team took about ten minutes to reach the destination. This was an authentic tunnel dug by the dwarves. At this moment, the entrance to the tunnel was full of green-skinned footprints. It was easy to judge what was going on - dozens of dwarf warriors retreated into the tunnel, while thousands of green-skinned chased each other.

The chaotic discipline of Greenskin prevented them from sending any guards to defend the tunnel exit. The organ cannon team immediately moved the powder barrel from the flatbed cart, placed it at the entrance of the tunnel and set up the twist line.

The green-skinned screams were vaguely heard, which was the consequence of the dwarf troops fighting and retreating with the help of the traps prepared in advance. The green-skinned people thought that the flips, spikes and mechanical traps they encountered on their offensive route were all dangers, and they thought that they could crush all the traps with their number advantage, so they did not expect that this tunnel itself was the biggest trap.

A dull roar was remembered. This shows that the dwarf warriors in the tunnel had lit the gunpowder and collapsed half of the tunnel. The greens could no longer pursue them, and they would soon turn around and return and go out from the entrance. However, they were absolutely too late in this regard, because the organ cannon team had lit the leads of the gunpowder.

Accompanied by a deafening explosion, the entrance was filled with gravel and soil, with no gap at all. This is normal, because the entrance to the passage was specially designed to ensure that it could be completely sealed after being blasted.

"Quick, let's deal with the vent!" The leader of the organ cannon team jumped up and shouted to his men. When they finished this, the thousands of green skins would soon be suffocated to death in this death tomb.

Destroying the vent is not a complicated task.

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Mante Bergman carried the axe stained with goblins and wolf blood on his shoulders and looked around.

The battle just now was a unilateral massacre. In the hand-to-hand clash, the goblin's wolf cavalry was no match for the elite dwarf veterans. Most of the goblins turned into souls under the axe hammer of the bearded warriors, and only a few lucky people escaped the massacre and fled for life. Compared with the heavy losses of the enemy, none of the bearded warriors were killed, and only two bearded warriors were injured by the goblin's weapons, but the two warriors insisted that their injuries did not affect their continued battle.

The engineers on the opposite hillside (i.e. Musketeers) began to come down to clean up the mess, and they used their little hand axes to fill up the necks of every goblin and wolf to ensure they were completely finished.

The rune stone he stored closely made a slight vibration. Mant Bergman immediately took out the stone from his arms.

"Master, let's kill those goblins." Mante reported the good news immediately. "We have no casualties." Before saying this, he looked at the two lightly injured, but in the end he said this.

"The Seventh Combat Team, immediately rush to the No. 2 blocking position in the north." The Rune Stone's voice was calm as if nothing had been heard. "With the fastest speed, the enemy is a group of spider cavalry, with a number of about 500. A total of four combat teams, including you, must wipe out them all!"

"Okay, brothers!" Mante called his subordinates to the whole team. At this moment, he found that the engineers were gathering, and it was obvious that they had also received the order from Master Ash Rufate. "We must rush to the No. 2 blocking position." He glanced at the engineers who were running while trying to load the musket. "Don't lose to those engineers, let them see how the tough battle is fought!"

"The goblins are easy to deal with now." He looked at the corpses of goblins and wolfs all over the ground. Because the dwarves had already slashed all goblins and wolfs around their necks, everything has calmed down now, without any painful moans or dying crying. "It was not like this when I was young."

"At that time, the engineer would not come out to be a general." He added softly.

...

The Iron Boss stopped once again to march.

Since he flipped through the pass, he could not remember how many times he stopped. The situation was similar every time - a small group of dwarves that emerged from somewhere launched a raid, so the team had to stop to deal with the dwarves' attacks.

Although the boss of the Iron Man is not suitable for leading the team to deal with these harassed dwarf troops. Naturally, the bosses of the subordinates do such small things. Even if the boss of the Iron Man does not need to speak up, the bosses of the subordinates naturally know what to do. In fact, the same is true. Every time a harassing force appears, a green-skinned team that is enough to swallow them will attack immediately.

However, with the fact that Brother Dao is on the way, there are too many harassed teams.

This time, there were muskets from the flanks. Suddenly, bullets were shot into the green-skinned marching team. After three consecutive waves of volleys, at least fifty boys were reimbursed. After doing this, the dwarf turned around and ran away. Tragic was that there were no fast troops beside the green-skinned army at this time, there were no spider boys and wolf riders. Even if there were any, they had already been sent to deal with the previous dwarf harassing troops.

In this situation, the already numb orc leader sent a team of ordinary boys to chase the escaped green skin. The nearby terrain was complex, and soon, the orc boys who chased out and the escaped dwarfs left their sight and could no longer see them.

Speaking of which, there are too many places suitable for ambushing and sneak attacks on both sides of this road.

Although this kind of thing is very common in mountainous areas. Originally, mountainous areas are born to be an area suitable for ambushing. During a civil war in green skin, it is common to use favorable terrain to fight ambushing. However, the problem lies in the fact that both sides of this road are not only suitable for ambushing, but also for ambushing troops to evacuate safely, which is a bit suspicious.

Speaking of which, this road is actually very bad. It is better to cross the pass, but there are still one section after another. Every time Greenskin's feet stepped on a plain and easy-to-go road, they immediately returned to wild land. Whenever Greenskin began to doubt whether there was a problem with the direction of the way forward, another short section of road immediately appeared. In short, it was the case that the Greenskin's advance speed had almost not improved. In fact, due to harassment, the Greenskin's advance speed was very slow.

The Green Skin Boss had never read military books, nor had he attended a military academy, but at least he developed an instinctive intuition in the long-term war. The Iron Skin Boss had already vaguely felt that something was wrong. He sent out to pursue the fast troops of the harassing teams - mainly Spider Boy and Wolf Cavalry Boy, and has not returned yet. So to deal with the newly emerging harassment, the infantry had to deal with it.

The Iron Boss originally planned to surround the dwarves' castle before dark today. However, at the current marching speed, he had to camp overnight before arriving at the castle.
Chapter completed!