Tolu was so shocked that his jaw went numb, and there were dents on the long-handled hammer, and he almost let go, but the other party remained motionless and looked relaxed.
"What a strength!"
The experienced dwarf general's face suddenly darkened, and he secretly thought something bad.
You must know that this was a blow with all his strength, using a heavy weapon like a long-handled hammer, but the opponent could easily block it.
This can only mean one thing - the power of the orc in front of him far exceeds his, and can even crush him.
Thinking of this, Tolu suddenly regretted the tactic he had just adopted out of anger. He slid the long-handled hammer diagonally downwards, trying to smash the opponent's hand away.
The hammer head rubbed sharply against the iron rod of the double-headed axe, and bursts of sparks burst out from the intersection of the hammer and axe.
"Haha."
But Munch just grinned, revealing the yellowed fangs at the corners of his mouth. The black cloth on his face suddenly broke, and a streak of blood flashed through his empty eye sockets.
As the powerful "Eye of Gruumsh", his blind eyes have many special abilities and can see what he cannot.
"Not good!"
When the dwarf saw the bloody light, he suddenly looked shocked. The trembling and fear from his soul made him unable to control his body.
Suddenly, a mountain of dwarf corpses and a sea of blood appeared in his mind, and Avendeldan, soaked in blood, appeared.
However, during this moment of distraction, Munch suddenly retracted his double-headed axe, causing the dwarf to stumble forward a few steps.
When Tolu came to his senses completely, Munch was already holding the double-headed ax and drawing a semicircular arc in mid-air.
The blood-soaked ax blade slashed with a bloody wind, and the dwarf only felt a chill in his throat.
"Shua——"
The blood from his neck rose to the sky, like a surging fountain, and the dwarf's headless body knelt on the ground with a plop, and then fell forward.
The dwarf's head, which was still full of fear and confusion, was held in Munch's hand by the braid on his head.
He nodded with satisfaction, regardless of the blood all over his body: "Such a dwarf should be able to sacrifice to God the Father."
The general who defended the city of "Orc Tombstone" died like this. This dwarf hero who had killed the fire giant alone died in the hands of the orcs with almost no power to fight back.
The dwarves who were still fighting on the city wall saw that the dwarf hero they regarded as a brother died like this, their eyes were split open, and they were filled with grief and anger.
"Toru is dead!"
"Quick, let's surround him, kill that damn orc, and get Toru's head back!"
"The bastard with the dirty blood of Gruumsh dares to insult the remains of his compatriot and kill him!"
"He is alone. Let's go together. Even if we risk our lives, we will avenge Tolu!"
At the call of Toru's head, the remaining dwarf warriors on the city wall gathered and surrounded Monk.
Their faces were full of grief and anger, their eyes were red, and they wanted to cut the orc into pieces.
"Quickly, go assist Lord Monk!"
"These dirty dwarves want to surround Lord Monk! Orcs, drive them all to death!"
The surrounding orc warriors also wanted to participate in the battle, but Monk stretched out his hand to stop them, with an excited smile on his hideous face full of blood.
"No, don't come over, I want to enjoy this feeling"
"Hahaha, do you hate me? I just like the look in your eyes that hates me so much but can't kill me!"
Munch played with the dwarf's head in his hand and pinched his bearded chin, making the dwarf's mouth open and close as if talking.
"What's this dwarf's name? Oh, by the way, Toru.
Dwarves, look, Toru is talking, he is saying - you trash, no one dares to avenge him! Ha ha ha ha! ”
Seeing the hero's head being so insulted and played with, the dwarf warrior finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Kill him!"
"Damn orc bastard, I'm going to crush him!"
The dwarves raised their war hammers and bucklers high, roared and rushed forward. These dozens of dwarf warriors surrounded Monk.
However, Munch casually threw the head away, held the double-headed orc ax with both hands, and shouted excitedly: "Well done!"
"Shua——"
Monk swung his ax vigorously and rotated, forming a powerful ax blade storm around him, and dozens of dwarf warriors were involved in it.
The roar of the ax blade piercing the air, the clang of armor being chopped into pieces, and the hissing of flesh and blood being torn apart were heard one after another.
Finally, there were the shrill screams of the dwarves, the cries of the survivors, and the slight sound of blood spurting out.
In just a few breaths, the dozens of dwarf warriors who surrounded him were all dead, and no one could stand around Monk.
There were only half of the dwarf's body, broken limbs, broken internal organs, and blood almost forming a river on the city wall.
Monk stepped on the pile of corpses and climbed to the top of the city. He held up the dead head of the dwarf Toru and looked down at the orcs who had occupied the entire city wall.
"Compatriots!
Ahead is Avendeldan, the royal city of the dwarves!
Keep attacking, the great Father God Gruumsh is watching us! We will sacrifice the heads and blood of the dwarves to God the Father! ”
Munch's remaining single eye was full of piety. He picked up the dwarf's head and raised his hands to the sky.
"Bang!"
The fresh head suddenly exploded and turned into a blur of blood mist, taking on the shape of a single eye in mid-air.
This meant that their god, the great one-eyed Gruumsh, gladly accepted this offering! .
"For Father God Gruumsh!"
"Blood is spilled on the earth, and the orcs will rule the world!"
The orcs suddenly became excited. They raised the blood-stained weapons in their hands and cheered like a mountain and a tsunami.
There are indeed piles of orc corpses in front of this section of the city wall called the "Orc Tombstone", and there are thousands of fresh corpses lying in the river of bones.
But at this moment, after paying a heavy price, the orcs captured this place and became the real victors.
This is the sixth time in thousands of years that they have broken this barrier, and this time, their enemies are not annoying elves and arachnids, but only dwarves armed with hammers.
The goat jumped and climbed nimbly among the cliffs, walking as fast as flying, carrying the dwarf knight on its back to the city wall of Avendeldan.
The dwarf knight rolled off the sheep's back and half-knelt respectfully in front of Ed, who was wearing armor and holding a war hammer in his hand.
"Your Majesty, the orcs have broken through the outer city wall and are gathering strength to march towards Avendeldan."
Ed nodded slightly, then looked into the distance and sighed softly: "Bjorn, you are right, the outer wall was indeed captured by the orcs.
And it is faster than any other beast tide. Even a powerful warrior like Tolu cannot stop the pace of the orcs. ”
Bjorn stepped forward, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, I hope I guessed wrong.
As far as I know, Batu Skullbreaker has integrated hundreds of orc tribes on the Ugo Prairie, totaling more than 1.6 million people. This time the orcs are coming in force, and their ambition is not only to annex our mountain kingdom, but they may want to conquer the entire Fiansol. ”
Ed frowned: "Won't all the gods stop it?"
Bjorn lowered his head and said: "Your Majesty, I have asked Master Eugene to go to Heavenly Mountain to find help from Father God Moradin and the gods of justice. But now that heaven and earth are isolated, the help that the gods can give is limited.
And as far as I know, the one-eyed orc used some secret means to blind the Father God and block the prying eyes from Heaven Mountain.
The Ugo Prairie was shrouded in fog, and the Red Blood Tribe suddenly gathered at an unimaginable speed. Even our scouts did not notice it. ”
This 400-year-old veteran who has experienced countless wars is a little weak at the moment, and his voice has become hoarse:
"Your Majesty, I guess the orcs want to make a quick decision and capture Avendeldan before the world's eyes focus on it."
"How long do we need to hold out in Avendeldan before we can wait for God the Father's support?"
"Seven days at most, if nothing goes wrong with Master Eugene."
"Okay."
Listening to the roar of the orcs in the distance, the dwarf king was worried, but his tone was still so resolute: "The thousands-year-old foundation of the Alpine Kingdom and the glorious history of the dwarves must not be ruined in my hands.
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Even if this is an impossible war to win, I will make those orcs pay the price with blood. ”
Ed clenched the hammer in his hand that symbolized the highest power of the Mountain Kingdom and the spokesperson of Moradin.
Dwarf scouts riding griffons were hovering in the sky. After they shot down several vultures and giant eagles, they were able to observe the situation of the orc army.
I saw the orc shamans waving their staffs and chanting incantations.
Along with the rumbling sound, thick rocks stretched out on both sides of the Glory Road to allow giant beasts such as the Wasteland Land Dragon and Sharptooth to pass through.
And more orcs, goblins, ogres and hill giants also poured in, gathering in the valley in front of Avendeldan, densely packed like a surging river.
Within a few hours, the orc army had completely assembled, and tens of thousands of orcs were rushing towards Avendeldan.
On the city wall, Ed led the elite dwarf warriors to stand ready, waiting for the enemy to appear.
The angry eyes of the dwarf warriors appeared in the dark windows of the fortress, in the steep cliffs, and in the hidden tunnels.
At this moment, all 15,000 dwarves of Avendeldan with combat capabilities appeared here to protect their homeland.
Soon, the earth trembled, the heavy muffled sound continued, and the yellow-green mottled torrent occupied the flat land in front of the valley.
And high in the sky, countless vultures and giant eagles were circling back and forth despite the dense arrows of the dwarves.
Batu sat on the Bone Throne, pointing his giant ax at the majestic fortress built on the mountain in the distance, with greed in his eyes: "This is Avendeldan, what a perfect place."
The orc chief stood up from his throne, and his voice became louder and louder until it spread throughout the mountains: "My people, crush these dwarves and occupy their fortress!
Only in this way can we please the great father God Gruumsh! This city will be the beginning of our orcs’ conquest of the world! ”
"Kill all the dwarves and capture the fortress!"
"For Father God Gruumsh!"
"The great orcs will eventually rule the world!"
In an instant, the orcs boiled up again, letting out fanatical war roars that resounded through the sky and made the mountains tremble.
"O great sons of Gruush——
Go and fight to your heart's content. With the strong body God the Father has given you, tear apart all enemies that stand in the way of the orcs' conquest!
Cut off the heads of dwarves, pierce the hearts of elves, and cut off the arms of humans"
The shamans waved their bone staffs, and thick blood mist filled the front of the fortress, making the orc warriors even more violent and fearless of death.
They crowded into the open space and rushed towards the tall and strong fortress.
Looking at the surging orcs, King Ed showed determination and ordered in a deep voice: "Everyone obeys the command - fire arrows!"
Suddenly, thousands of dwarves bent their bows and set up arrows, shooting into the sky. The dense arrows poured down like a torrential rain, causing the orcs at the front to be instantly smashed into sieves.
However, the hill giants and half-beast giants moved forward with huge shields, pushing forward continuously, resisting arrows one after another.
But on the towering city walls of Avendeldan, the exaggerated steel crossbow several meters high, cast by the master dwarf craftsman himself, had long been aimed at them.
The dwarves worked hard to turn the winch and pull the steel crossbow, and the crowd was furious: "Yes, that's the giant, kill him!"
"Whoosh——"
Accompanied by a harsh whistling sound, a giant arrow more than two meters long came through the air, piercing the shield directly and nailing the giant and half-beast giant behind it to the ground.
Almost every dwarf is a skilled craftsman, and the royal city of the Alpine Kingdom, Avendeldan, has gathered the exquisite skills of countless dwarf master craftsmen.
There are countless exquisite instruments and buildings. They are the dwarves' greatest reliance on resisting the orcs.
On the slopes of Blackstone Mountain, the dwarves put down the baffles, and the huge round rocks rolled down along the predetermined track.
"GuluGulu——"
The sound of rocks rolling down sounded, and the orcs immediately realized something was wrong and noticed the huge thing rushing towards them on the hillside - but by this time it was already too late.
"Damn, these cunning dwarves have unleashed a rolling stone!"
"Run! Don't get hit!"
"Boom!"
The rock several meters in diameter rushed into the crowd, easily crushing the dozens of orcs, goblins, and ogres that stood in front of it into pulp.
"Wait, watch out for the sky!"
In the towering towers of the fortress, the trebuchets designed by Master Trillant were launched one after another, throwing out flaming iron balls.
"Get down! Get down quickly!"
"This is the dwarf's trebuchet!"
The iron ball drew beautiful arcs in mid-air, and finally landed accurately among the orcs.
"Boom!"
The red-hot iron ball hit the orc, creating a huge hole in the ground, which then exploded suddenly.
The broken pieces of hot iron and the overflowing flames killed hundreds of orcs around them, leaving only blackened corpses on the ground.
At the highest point of the main city wall, the protective array drawn by master dwarf mages of all generations suddenly activated, creating solid barriers outside the fortress.
The arrows shot by the orcs and the overdrawn short spears were all blocked outside the fortress.
In front of the city walls of Avendeldan, scorching fires burned, stone balls rumbled and rolled down, and barrels filled with flames and spirits exploded in the air.
The various strange instruments of the dwarves exerted great power, like the god of death, causing huge casualties to the orcs.
What the orc army has to face is not only the 15,000 dwarf warriors in the fortress, but also the crystallization of the wisdom of Avendeldan and even the dwarf tribe for thousands of years.
But the number of orcs was too great. Even if the dwarves tried their best and exhausted their ammunition stocks, they could only kill more than 10,000 of them.
The number of troops brought by Batu Skullbreaker was two hundred thousand. (End of chapter)