Chapter 311 Battle of the Mountains
The collapse of the defense line is often irreversible. When the Chaos Warriors took over the main street of the outer city of Dulong City, the life of this city had entered the countdown.
The dwarves' resistance only added weight to the city's funeral with blood.
The fall of the main road resulted in the division of the Dwarf clans who were still fighting in the outer city. Hundreds of Chaos Warriors were like slowly spreading ink, gradually eating away at the whiteness that the Dwarves had tried so hard to preserve. The Chaos statues erected in the ruins were a filth deeper than black.
Considering the lights in the outer city that were still on, and the desperate cries of the dwarves under the lights, the dwarves in the inner city did not dare to blow up the bridge connecting the inner and outer cities.
Team after team of Chaos Warriors charged at the Dwarven shield formations on the broad road bridge, while Manticores and Harpies screamed back and forth, stirring up chaos deeper into the Dwarven city.
The rune anvils were struck recklessly by the rune masters. From time to time, the anvils overheated and took the dwarves and enemies with them in the explosion.
The general trend was inevitably leaning towards the Chaos Tribe. Almost every corner was recaptured by the Dwarves many times and fell repeatedly.
If the minions of Chaos are not driven out of Dulong City, the Dwarves without the protection of the magnificent city walls will be just more chewy food, as their numbers are too small compared to the Chaos Humans.
Even if every dwarf could take away several enemies before death, it could not change the dangerous situation of destruction.
The remaining butchers and berserkers in the city gathered together and asked the king to launch a final counterattack.
This would be the dwarf's only chance to win.
Either be reborn or perish faster.
"Long Axe" Hagri is the representative of the butchers.
King Thorgard Kromson was not a courageless dwarf king. After the king discussed with the longbeards, Hagri got the permission he wished for.
He can face death with hundreds of butchers and dozens of berserkers who have not yet died in battle.
Death will eliminate the shame carried by the butcher and will also grant the berserkers the highest glory that belongs exclusively to heroes.
Hagri did not expect to gain honor from dying in battle like a berserker. He only wanted to erase the debt he carried. The shame of the past tormented him day and night. Only by fighting like Grimnir could he find peace of mind.
The fearless warriors gathered in front of the bridge. They first cooperated with the defenders on the bridge to repel another wave of attacks from the Chaos Warriors. After a dozen butchers died gloriously in battle, Hagri and the remaining warriors drove the fleeing horned beasts, rushed out of the suspension bridge and returned to the outer city.
The Dwarves who wanted to wipe out the Hoofed Ones failed to do so. When the Beastmen suddenly stopped fleeing and launched a counterattack against the Dwarves with javelins and stones using the cover on the west street, all the Dwarves knew that a group of Chaos Warriors had arrived. Even if they were not Chaos Warriors, they must be other dangerous beings.
The timid deformed beasts did not have the courage to face more than a hundred bloodthirsty warriors.
There must be something that gives them the courage to resist, otherwise they would keep running away.
Due to the mission they were carrying, the soldiers suppressed their desire to fight and instead rushed to the northeast side of Shibing Street leading to the core area of the outer city.
Their death would be more valuable. As long as they could recapture the barricade in the center of the outer city and allow the scattered dwarf army to regain its core support, the other dwarves in the inner city would have a reason to fight to the death and launch an all-out counterattack, without having to abandon the city-state built with blood and sweat in disgrace.
The roar of the trolls came from the west. Under normal circumstances, the butchers would not miss the opportunity to face death, but now they had no time to deal with the clumsy monsters.
Hagri was the first to rush into Stone Cake Street. As long as he crossed this street running east-west and went north along Blacksmith Street connecting the north and south, he would reach Beer Street, which is the core block of the outer city.
The shops on Shibing Street had long been demolished, and occasionally the limbs of dwarves were exposed from the rubble between the collapsed houses.
Bloody arms and thighs hung on the drying racks that used to be full of bread. The desecrated corpses of his own kind made Hagri furious, and with hatred for the beastmen, he rushed without hesitation towards the chaotic herd of bighorned beasts that had come from the Blacksmith District.
This was a large group of war beasts, with more than two hundred strong horned beasts. Hagri even saw a war horned beast wearing brass armor. Perhaps it was the leader of this group of war beasts.
Of course, it cannot be the common ruler of all the war beasts. Hagri has seen the chief of this beastman tribe, who is a cautious warhorn beast. Any cautious beast king is worthy of vigilance, as they are scheming saboteurs.
Hagri failed to kill the beast king, perhaps he could make up for it with the body of the horned beast champion.
A Butcher without armor is faster than a Berserker, as they don't have to run with a heavy load of metal on their backs.
Hagri is the fastest butcher among all the existing butchers, and this time there is no butcher who is faster than him to snatch his glory.
The ugly hoofed creatures launched a counterattack against the violent butchers, which was really rare! Apart from those Chaos Warriors and the fearless demons, Hagri had never encountered other Chaos Warriors who dared to charge at the butchers.
They are the hunters!
This is indeed the case.
The two charging parties soon met, and the hoofed creatures tried to use their shields to block the butcher's angry axes, but they obviously did not understand the power concentrated in the dwarf's short body.
The small shield made of inferior iron was easily split by the fine steel axe. Every butcher could chop off the beastman's left arm in one go, and even directly kill the beastman who couldn't dodge in time.
The bighorns had no time to swing the long knives or short axes held in their right hands. They had probably never fought with butchers before, and they mistook the butchers' full efforts for the foolish and timid swinging of axes by the young dwarves.
It can be said that they collapsed at the first touch. They didn't care about the opponent's swords at all. The butcher, who would rather exchange his life for others', killed dozens of horned beasts in one encounter.
The miserable state of their companions aroused the vigilance of the remaining hoofed creatures, and the pervasive smell of blood aroused the savage bestiality of the beastmen.
What's the use of animality? Most of the butchers present were troll butchers, and there were even giant butchers and demon butchers. If it weren't for the difficulty of finding dragons, there might be more dragon butchers.
Hagri charged into the herd, swinging his battle axe wildly, chopping the big horned beasts that stood in his way into pieces of flesh.
Other butchers followed closely behind, and the conflict on the street instantly entered its most chaotic stage.
From time to time, dwarves were surrounded and killed by the hoofed beasts who attacked from both sides, but more often than not, the horned beasts were defeated by the brutality of the butchers.
The pigs' sudden and disorderly advance caused the butchers to be scattered in the herd. Fortunately, most of the butchers who were still alive had some tricks up their sleeves. With their agility that did not match their broad bodies, the butchers broke up the herd's encirclement into duels in multiple directions and in sequence.
(End of this chapter)
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