Chapter 649 Steel, Flesh and Flame

Chapter 649 Steel, Flesh and Flame

The spirit of Dragon Vein was enthusiastic, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and let out a high-pitched roar.

"For Emperor Burning Ember!"

"Crush them——"

The earth trembled, smoke and dust flew into the sky. The steel giant roared angrily, spewed out billowing steam, and then accelerated towards the dwarf heavy infantry and crashed into it.

The steam tank, which was more than three meters high, was getting bigger and bigger in the dwarves' field of vision. It was like a hill rolling towards them, carrying a terrifying power.

"This is——"

"Moradin on top"

Seeing such a scene, even the determined dwarf heavy infantry couldn't help but open their mouths wide and their voices trembled slightly.

Facing such a steel behemoth, even wearing heavy armor cannot bring much sense of security to the dwarves. After all, they are still flesh and blood.

"Don't flinch, don't be afraid! Never take a step back! Stick to the grinding road to the death!"

"For Ivan Deldan!"

The leading dwarf general stood at the front of the military formation, clenched the huge hammer in his hand, and let out a loud roar.

Although the enemy was coming fiercely, not a single dwarf heavy infantry flinched. They lined up in a tight formation as usual, blocking the exit of the valley, with streaks of perseverance shining through their thick face armor.

This is the dwarf heavy infantry of the Alpine Kingdom. They are brave and fearless, as stubborn as a rock, and are known as the "Wall of Blackstone Mountain".

In the previous war, the dwarf heavy infantry, with only a hundred men, blocked the fierce charge of the orcs for more than ten rounds, causing nearly 10,000 losses to the orcs, which was a great achievement.

But this time, what they were about to face was the torrent of steel from the Ember Empire.

The shaking on the ground became more intense, and the giant steel beasts broke through the smoke and dust, getting closer and closer to the dwarves' defense line.

Five hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred meters, fifty meters

The dwarf general raised the giant shield in his left hand and pushed it forward, then suddenly swung the warhammer in his right hand and roared: "For Avendeldan! Stop them!"

For a moment, the dwarf heavy infantry at the exit of the valley all raised their giant shields, forming an airtight steel wall, and shouted in unison: "For Avendeldan!"

This war cry echoed in the valley, majestic and full of power.

But the next moment, the war cry of the dwarf heavy infantry was drowned out by the huge roar of the engine, and they even felt deafened.

"Boom boom boom——"

The giant steel beast roared and ran towards the dwarf heavy infantry. For a moment, the mountains were furious and smoke and dust flew everywhere!

"Come on, let me see where you have the confidence to stand in front of me!" Bill shouted enthusiastically.

Under the control of the Dragon Vein Goblin, the hill-like steam tank charged towards the dwarf heavy infantry formation without hesitation, slamming into the formation.

The sharp impact angle at the front of the tank carried terrifying kinetic energy, instantly shattering the dwarves' heavy shields and tearing a huge gap in the defense line.

"Boom!"

With a dull crashing sound, the dwarves in the front row flew backwards, with fragments of shields, armors and severed limbs flying into the air.

"No!" The dwarf general swung his heavy hammer, trying to break through the tank's thick armor, but was knocked away by the huge force and hit the rock wall behind, sinking into it.

The orcs had to pay thousands of casualties to break through the giant shield soldiers, but the imperial army shattered them in just a moment. The tank was like a hammer breaking glass, penetrating the first layer of defense.

Immediately afterwards, the dwarves in the second and third rows were unable to resist the violent steel beast, and its powerful force entered the tracks.

The steam tank weighing more than a hundred tons kept moving forward. The sophisticated giant shield and heavy armor creaked under the crushing of the tracks. Finally, like paper, they were squeezed into a discus mixed with flesh and blood

The dragon-veined goblin yelled crazily: "Hahahaha, is this all you can do!"

Outside the cockpit, he is a short, frail goblin. It is no exaggeration to say that these dwarves can easily smash him into a meat pie.

But in the cockpit of this tank, he is a tyrant who controls the life and death of others, a beast that can cause natural disasters, and a killing machine that can completely destroy the enemy.

Bill was obsessed and intoxicated with this feeling. He believed that the blood of the enemy would make the machine soul of this giant steel beast happy - he was also a believer in the Mechanicus.

He must kill more enemies so that this tank can release more powerful power, he thought.

So Bill raised his arms and shouted: "Burn them!"

"Burn them!"

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa succeeded by the empire!” The goblins in the cockpit rushed to cheer.

From the metal gun barrels on both sides of the tank, violent fire dragons suddenly shot out, instantly igniting the surrounding dwarves, and the thick gasoline mixture caused their whole bodies to burn.

The dwarf general climbed out of the hole in the rock wall, only to see the surrounding area filled with fire and thick smoke. It had become a purgatory on earth.

"No!"

"Damn it, this fire can't be put out at all!"

The surrounding dwarf heavy infantry struggled hard and began to roll on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames burning on their bodies.

However, their heavy armor stained with gasoline mixture was like a steamer, burning hotter and redder, even gradually melting. The originally impenetrable protection now became a scorching hot cage for the dwarves, trapping and scalding them to death inside.

"So hot, so hot!"

"Is this all you can do? Don't be too happy too early, damn the evil dragons, the dwarves will defeat you!"

"You bastards raised by orcs!"

"Long live Avendeldan, long live the mountain kingdom! Long live the shield dwarves!" Heart-rending roars came from the groups of figures wrapped in flames.

Even to the last moment of their lives, these dwarf heavy infantry still did not forget to boost their morale, cursed the brutal invaders, and wanted to eat their flesh alive.

Hearing the voice of his companions, the dwarf general climbed up from the rock ruins, picked up the war hammer on the ground, and walked forward unsteadily.

Seeing the ferocious steel behemoth still crushing his comrades, the dwarf general's veins suddenly popped out, and his eyes glared. He didn't care about the tongue of fire burning his eyes, and just charged forward against the fierce fire.

He growled in his mouth: "Let me see the power of the descendants of the mountains!"

The dwarf general raised his hands high, pressed down all his strength, and swung the war hammer with all his strength, and the hammer head hit the armor of the steel giant heavily.

"Keng——"

The crackle of steel filled the sky.

Under the full attack of the extraordinary level dwarf warriors, the thick armor suddenly dented and cracked.

The whole tank shook violently and almost rolled over. The scene was like an ant shaking a hill, which was extremely exaggerated.

However, the empire's military engineers learned the lessons from the demonic war and had already made targeted modifications to cope with the sudden attack of extraordinary beings.

"Crack-bang!"

The moment the heavy hammer hit the armor, the steam tank's emergency protective device was activated, lightning surrounded it, and a force field popped up instantly, knocking the dwarf general wrapped in a tiny electric arc into the air. Bill pointed at the dwarf in mid-air and said with fury: "Damn dwarf, how dare you hurt my baby? Beat him into a sieve for me!"

"Yes, boss!"

The goblin machine gunners quickly poked their heads out, controlled the two machine guns, and poured bullets at the dwarves crazily.

"Da da da da——"

The dwarf's body was paralyzed and he was knocked into the air. He had no way to escape and could only let the dense bullets shoot at his body.

His armor glowed with protective spells, but it still left dense craters and spiderweb-like cracks.

——As the tank charging at the front, the "Emperor's Wrath" is equipped with bullets that have anti-magic effects, and the metal bullet cases are engraved with detailed runes.

Suddenly, with a "crash" sound, the dwarf general's armor cracked in the air, and metal fragments flew everywhere.

"No——"

The dwarf let out an angry roar, and streaks of blood broke out on his strong and stocky body. Even a super warrior with tough skin was still made of flesh and blood and could not block the continuous shooting of the machine gun.

Accompanied by painful wails, the dwarf general fell to the ground and rolled several times. Blood dripped from the bullet holes all over his body, forming a pool of blood on the ground.

The dwarf general was dying and could not live much longer. The hot bullets had torn apart his internal organs and turned the inside of his body to pieces.

He used up his last bit of strength, turned his head, looked at the majestic fortress built on the mountain in the distance, and said hoarsely: "Avendeldan will never fall."

The next moment, with the roar of the steam engine, the steel behemoth rolled over mercilessly, blood splashed, dyeing the tracks red.

At the exit of the valley, thick smoke filled the air, flames burned and crackled, and the ground was filled with corpses of dwarf heavy infantry.

"For the Empire!"

The goblins poked their heads out and shouted wildly.

Immediately afterwards, steam tanks passed by one after another, running over the corpses of the dwarf heavy infantry one after another, breaking through the thick smoke and heading towards Avendeldan.

The wyverns descended into the valley, constantly searching for the remaining dwarves, grabbing the rocks with their winged forelimbs, and roaring.

The empire's elite half-red dragon infantry also poured into the valley, cleaning the battlefield skillfully

The "Path of Grinding", regarded as a solid barrier by the dwarves, was penetrated by the empire within an hour, with almost no decent resistance.

Those dwarves who were either buried in the sea of ​​fire, suffocated to death, or shot to death by random gunfire realized the true meaning of "Steel Torrent" and "Thunder Offensive" at the cost of their own lives.

On the majestic city walls of Avendeldan, dwarf warriors wearing armor, holding war hammers and giant axes were standing ready.

After Zen led the old, weak, sick and disabled to leave, there were only less than 10,000 dwarves left in the city, almost all of them adult male dwarves. They took the initiative to take on the responsibility of guarding Aiwendeldan and vowed to live and die with the city. .

Thick smoke billowed from the valley in the distance, and the war roars and wailings of the dwarves could be heard, as well as some kind of strange low roar, like that of a huge beast.

Suddenly, the dwarves looked nervous and their hearts beat fast. They knew exactly what this meant - their compatriots on the Grinding Road had suffered heavy losses.

How is this possible?

Apparently less than an hour had passed. According to their experience in fighting the orcs, the imperial army at this time should be blocked by endless traps on the road to training.

Could it be said that someone surrendered on his own initiative?

This is even more impossible. They are shield dwarves, the descendants of the earth and the mountains. They guard here with the belief that they will die. Those who are greedy for life and fear of death may have fled overnight!

Suddenly, a muffled sound of "rumbling" came from the valley. The dwarves stretched their necks and looked over, only to see several huge black figures appearing in the black mist.

——This immediately gave rise to a bad premonition in their hearts.

"Look! What is that?"

"Wait a minute. It's the army of the Ember Empire. It's really the descendants of the evil dragon!"

"What?"

"Moradin, this, how is this possible, how can they be so fast!"

"Boom——"

A ferocious, blood-soaked steel behemoth roared through the smoke and appeared in the sight of the dwarves.

Immediately afterwards, a huge and ferocious figure appeared in the sky. It was a terrifying bipedal dragon beast, covered in hard red scales, which was almost the same as a real giant dragon.

This is the leader of the Wyvern clan and the dragon-blooded duke of the empire—Smaug!

Smaug was entrenched at the top of the valley, standing upright, spreading the broad wings on his forelimbs, raising his head, stretching his neck, and letting out a menacing howl.

"Ouch——"

Along with the howl of the flying dragon leader, hundreds of bipedal flying dragons roared in response, making the sound extremely noisy.

They flapped their wings messily and soared into the sky, like thick dark clouds, casting mottled shadows on the flat land.

After the steam tanks drove out of the valley one after another, the empire's elite infantry also formed a tight formation, quickly poured out of them, and lined up on the plain.

Each imperial infantryman is armed with the most advanced firearms and dressed in brightly colored military uniforms. They look majestic, with the flag of the Ember Empire flying above their heads.

Behind, there were also many troops such as the Engineering Corps, the Artillery Corps, and the Player Special Regiment, crossing the grinding road and arriving on the plains under the city of Avendeldan.

At this moment, nearly 50,000 imperial troops gathered in this not-so-large plain. They were so densely packed that they almost occupied the place.

Outside the valley, half of the army is waiting, ready to enter the valley for support at any time.

The dwarves looked at the empire's army and couldn't help but swallow their saliva. Obviously, unlike the orcs' 200,000 miscellaneous soldiers, the empire's 50,000 troops were definitely the real elite.

Not to mention anything else, the dwarves were amazed by the monsters made of steel. How many sophisticated weapons could be made from such iron lumps!

Standing on the top of the tower, Ed looked down at the imperial army in the distance and murmured to himself: "No wonder he was able to conquer Ethel in just one month, and he was able to break through my grinding ground without any effort. Road.

It turns out that this is the army of the Burning Ember Empire, and it truly lives up to its reputation. ”

At this moment, Ed felt a tragic feeling in his heart. I am afraid that such an army cannot be defeated by his remnant dwarves of less than 10,000 people.

But even so, he still wants to leave the last glory for the dwarves and let the world remember their bravery and fearlessness.

"Come on."

The dwarf king tightened his grip on the warhammer in his hand, determination revealed in his eyes.

In the imperial army formation in the distance, the great goblin general Dror raised his head and looked at the mountain lord from afar.

The hobgoblin's eyes flickered, showing cunning, and then he smiled ferociously: "Is he the famous Lord of the Mountain? Hahaha, okay! My promotion depends entirely on him."

(End of chapter)