Chapter 205 Who do you think you are? Are you qualified to declare yourself king? (3200 words)
"Gagaga, those rude, despicable, disgusting barbarians will become history from today!!"
Behind the gray dwarf camp, there is a platform made of machinery and equipped with a large number of weapons, similar to a demon chariot.
The gray dwarf chieftain wearing a crown let out a weird laugh that made one's heart go crazy.
Several gray dwarves around him immediately praised loudly.
"Great King, the underground world should be ruled by you!"
"Those newly developed alchemy bombs are ten times more powerful than before! They are enough to wipe out this city!"
"The despicable dungeon barbarians are only worthy of kneeling on the ground and licking the toes of the great gray dwarves!"
The gray dwarf chief laughed with great satisfaction.
"All this will become dust! Only the gray dwarves will live forever!"
Roar~
At this moment, a roar came from the distance.
Three squadrons of heavily armored bipedal flying dragon cavalry rushed out of Bloodhoof City.
Seeing this scene, a bit of hatred flashed in the gray dwarf chief's eyes.
Among the countless races in the vast underground world, only the gray dwarves cannot raise a flying dragon! !
Their short bodies are unable to tame those hybrid dragons with explosive temperaments.
As for the two-legged flying dragon cavalry of Bloodhoof City, this period of time has put tremendous pressure on them.
The failure to conquer Bloodhoof City was largely due to this.
"But this time, will the great gray dwarf do what you want?!"
The gray dwarf chief waved his hand fiercely, and a guard next to him blew his horn.
In an instant, the bipedal flying dragon that was charging towards the Alchemy Artillery Legion suddenly saw thousands of mechanical puppets suddenly rising around them, rushing towards them.
These mechanical puppets have weird spiral wings and are only two or three meters tall.
The heavily armored bipedal flying dragon was not afraid of this, and immediately roared and charged forward.
After a few breaths, the two sides collided directly.
The two-legged flying dragon cavalry thought that their hunting was sure to happen, but something unexpected happened.
I saw that the flying mechanical puppets did not avoid their attacks and crashed directly into them.
The moment it hit them, boom, it exploded like an alchemical bomb.
Flames rose up, and the mechanical fragments enveloped them like sharp butcher knives.
One or two may be okay, but thousands of self-destructing mechanical puppets attack at the same time.
The confident two-legged dragon cavalry tasted what pain and death were.
Rumble~
Brilliant death fireworks bloomed in the sky.
This scene gave the scene a somewhat special beauty.
But when Serge saw this scene from a distance, it was like a bucket of cold water poured over his head.
The whole heart keeps sinking.
The inner anger rose to the extreme.
The bipedal flying dragon legion that he valued was surrounded by those self-destructing flying machines.
The number that escaped was less than 20
This army, which had taken countless efforts and resources to forge, was just destroyed.
The veins on the back of the hand holding the sword were now exposed.
Bang~
A huge alchemical bomb exploded not far from him, and the roar drove him out of pain.
Turning his head sharply, he saw mechanical puppets pouring into the gap in the city wall, and he suddenly became furious.
"The rear troops block the gap in the city wall and must not let the enemy enter!!"
"The arrow tower suppresses the attack!!"
"The caster legion casts spells immediately to support!"
An order was given and the army immediately executed it.
The soldiers did not give up resistance because the city wall collapsed, and their morale remained high.
The rear troops poured into the gap in the city wall like a tide, forcibly blocking the mechanical puppets and ferocious twisted monsters.
The arrow tower shoots wildly to suppress it!
The catapults in the open space threw huge rocks intensively, bombarding the army of mechanical puppets outside the city.
But there are too many enemies.
And he came fully prepared.
In contrast, Bloodhoof City hastily responded to the challenge and lost the opportunity, and subsequently lost the geographical advantage of the city wall.
In the end, the enemy's most powerful alchemy artillery legion could not be dealt with.
The situation began to collapse out of control.
The gray dwarves' alchemical artillery now seemed like the whisper of death now that it was no longer a threat.
Every bombardment would cause huge damage to Bloodhoof City.
Bloodhoof City's long-range attack power was no longer able to deal with the opponent, and the gap in firepower between the two sides was astonishing.
Bloodhoof City is now in a state of being completely crushed.
There was no way to fight back.
Half an hour into the war, half of the troops guarding the city wall of Bloodhoof City were killed.
Two-thirds of them were killed by alchemical artillery.
Under the dense coverage, even if the soldiers discovered the location of the alchemy bomb, it was still difficult to avoid it.
The ambitious Bloodhoof City fell into an unprecedented dilemma.
Perhaps the only good news now is that the enemy has not yet captured the gap in the city wall.
But if the situation continues to deteriorate like this, the entire city will surely fall.
An hour later.
A high-level commander of Bloodhoof City rushed to the city wall with scars all over his body.
The voice was crying.
"Lord Serge!! Our army is almost exhausted!!"
"The city wall can no longer be defended, retreat. Use the streets as a battlefield, let those damn gray dwarves enter the city, and use the geographical advantages of the streets to annihilate them!!"
These words were like a sharp knife inserted into Serge's heart.
Let the gray dwarves enter the city?
Can that huge Bloodhoof City still exist after the war?
He deliberately refused, but looking at the gap in the city wall, where the army was already retreating step by step under the enemy's front and almost collapsed, a sense of powerlessness came over him.
Can't hold on any longer.
The opponent's artillery fire almost destroyed Bloodhoof City.
And he has lost hope of counterattacking the opponent.
At this moment, an unspeakable despair surged into my heart.
Are you losing hope?
As if he thought of something, he suddenly turned his head and glanced at a certain location behind him.
The high-level commander who came to report couldn't help but sigh when he saw this.
"Lord Serge is waiting for the surface lord? I think he may have left."
"No one will come to our aid in this situation."
"Sir, we cannot place our hopes on the impossible."
"And even if he comes, what will happen? He is only one person, how can he change the direction of this war"
"His mechanical puppet is powerful, but it is severely broken. We have not seen its specific combat effectiveness. No one knows whether it can sustain a war."
"Sir, make a decision, we can't delay it any longer!"
Serge let out a sigh of relief.
"I believe that Mr. Richard will never leave just like this."
He said with a wave of his hand and a firm tone.
"Hold on to the city wall. Once this line of defense is broken, we will completely lose hope!"
He said and looked at the other party deeply.
"Koro, now I appoint your battlefield commander to be responsible for commanding this war!"
Hearing this, the other party was stunned for a moment.
"Lord Serge, you."
"Go and join my army to meet the enemy!"
As he spoke, he suddenly clenched the sword in his hand, and the burly figure shot out like lightning.
Even if they die, the dungeon barbarians will die on the battlefield.
Never take a step back!
A gap in the city wall exceeding 50 meters.
A figure descended from the sky, its powerful aura fully opened, and the sword in its hand attacked the surrounding mechanical puppets like a storm.
Click click click~
Those sturdy mechanical puppets were chopped into pieces like tofu.
"It's Lord Serge!"
When the troops in the rear saw that figure, their morale immediately rose.
Their city lord did not abandon them! !
kill!
The army that had just nearly collapsed immediately rushed forward.
Level 15 heroes are indeed powerful enough.
Almost single-handedly, he blocked the gap in the city wall.
But this heroic move did not have much impact on the direction of the war.
The gray dwarves with heavy artillery fire almost cleaned the front wall from front to back.
The vitality of Bloodhoof City suffered an unprecedented blow.
An hour and a half after the war started.
Cell's strength to swing his weapon was getting weaker and weaker.
He was even unable to break through the mechanical puppet's defense and cut off the giant monster's head.
He felt that his strength was seriously overdrawn.
Every breath felt like someone was stepping on his heart, and the burning pain was stimulating his nerves.
He has reached his limit.
Perhaps, he will sleep here forever with his city.
die.
He saw death staring back at him.
Is there really no hope?
Click~
After Serge used his last strength to cut off the head of a mechanical puppet, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.
In front of the city wall, a huge mechanical platform appeared in sight surrounded by countless mechanical puppets.
And above the mechanical platform. A gray dwarf wearing a crown was looking down at him with an extremely arrogant attitude.
"Dergar"
Serge held up his body with his long sword to prevent himself from falling.
Turn around and look around.
There were only a pitiful number of troops around him, and all of them were scarred and unable to fight anymore.
An unspeakable despair engulfed my heart.
He recalled his ambition to become master of the city.
Thinking of his father's instructions before he died.
Thinking of the expectations that countless tribesmen have for him
But now, all is lost.
Bloodhoof City will be crushed by these gray dwarves.
They will become history.
No one can save them
Thinking of this, he turned his head and glanced behind him with some fantasy.
Empty.
The broken mechanical puppet still didn't appear.
There was a bit of a wry smile on his face, and then he became determined in an instant.
He held the sword tightly with both hands and held it upright in front of his chest.
His eyes were fixed on the gray dwarf chief on the mechanical platform.
"Bloodhoof City, charge with me!!"
The gray dwarf chief proudly glanced around the city wall that had almost completely collapsed.
He looked sarcastically at Serge, who still wanted to fight a trapped beast.
The sound echoed throughout Bloodhoof City.
"In the name of the King of Gray Dwarves, I declare that the humble Bloodhoof City will cease to exist from today on."
"This despicable city will become history!"
"The great gray dwarves are the masters of the unified underground, and I will be crowned the king!"
After the words fell, behind the mechanical platform, more than a squadron of 10-meter-tall giant mechanical puppets approached step by step.
Prepare to completely destroy Bloodhoof City's resistance.
Look at that huge body.
Serge let out a hysterical roar, took heavy steps, and launched the last charge in his life.
But at this moment, an indifferent voice sounded in everyone's ears.
"Dergar?"
"The Lord of the Underworld?"
"Who do you think you are?"
"Are you qualified to declare yourself king?"
The tone was calm, but filled with countless contempt.
Under the gaze of everyone, a heroic figure surrounded by sand and gravel appeared out of thin air above the battlefield.
Look down at everyone. (End of chapter)