On the huge battle front stretching for hundreds of kilometers, tens of millions of puppet armies were thrown into the battlefield. On the other side, tens of millions of dwarves operating dwarf machines and the magic steam puppets they developed collided with Taylor's puppet army.

Bloody steam gradually lingered over the entire battlefield. The collision between steel and alloy, machinery and wheels made everyone look as if their blood was boiling and then their face turned pale.

The steam puppets wielded sharp electric saws and hammers to continuously beat Taylor's standard puppet army, and the standard puppet army also used their air-powered cannons and cutting melee knives to cut up the steam puppets.

"For the glory of the dwarves, for our fallen compatriots, in the name of the God of Strong Wine and Forging, kill these puppets that blaspheme the dwarves!!!"

"For the God of Forge and Drink!"

"For the liquor and my beard!"

The short but strong dwarves shouted as they reloaded their guns. They manipulated magic crystal cannons, dwarf steam puppets, dwarf war machines and dwarf steam tanks to advance forward.

With wine at their side, heavy hammers hanging around their waists and spears in their hands, the dwarves firmly believed that no one, no force, no species could resist them.

The glory of the dwarves is guarded by them. On the battlefield, they are the chosen ones of the dwarves, watched over by the Dwarf God and the God of Strong Wine.

Bang! Bang! The skulls of the two dwarf captains who were in the front suddenly exploded. The huge kinetic energy tore their sturdy bodies apart. Blood, internal organs and torn flesh were splattered everywhere. The dwarves slowed down their charge. Directly opposite them, a group of standard puppet troops were rushing forward with a large group of heavily armored warriors wearing green power armor and with wolf patterns on their shoulder armor.

The visitors were the warriors of the Timber Wolves Chapter, and the first to fire was the Chapter Commander of the Timber Wolves Chapter. At this moment, he was equipped with Tearing Claws on his forearms that had the ability to cut and conduct lightning. There were six bullet holes extending from the Tearing Claws that could fire elemental bombs.

"In the name of the Lord of the Golden Void! Under the glory of the great wizard, the Forest Wolves will certainly live up to their master's instructions. Wolf cubs!!! Follow me to tear them apart!!!"

Wearing a golden-scaled wolf-head helmet, a set of finely crafted power armor, and with three gold medals, two silver medals, and a dragon head medal on his chest, Vorcus, the commander of the Forest Wolves Chapter, raised his Tearing Claw high and roared at his subordinates.

"roar!!!!"

"For the Lord of the Golden Void!!!"

Inspired by Vorx, the other Forest Wolf warriors raised their power claws and elemental bolters, and rushed towards the dwarf troops opposite them as if they were injected with chicken blood.

The Forest Wolf Warriors are truly the elites under the Achilles Warriors of the larger Legion. Even new recruits can quickly adapt to the battlefield through inherited combat skills and various fighting techniques.

After an extremely short adaptation period, the Forest Wolf warriors waved their power claws and broke through the dwarf warriors' line in the name of evil wolves. They were like a pack of wolves out of the forest, working in groups of three, responsible for dealing with attacks from multiple directions while maintaining a strong offensive.

They used their sharp claws to tear apart the dwarven steam tanks and shred the fragile dwarven flesh inside. The sound of the power claws tearing flesh echoed with the explosions of the elemental bolters.

The dwarves originally looked down on these tin-can warriors who painted themselves green, thinking they were just dumb puppets with empty bodies.

But gradually, through the roaring slogans and fanatical eyes of these Forest Wolf warriors, the dwarves gradually realized that they were facing a perfect opponent with high defense, high physical strength and high power.

Faced with these enemies who suppressed them in all aspects, the dwarves immediately decided to change their tactics and dispatched more steam tanks and the famous dwarven goat heavy cavalry from the rear.

Since they have thick skin and flesh, they will use large-caliber and powerful weapons to let the opponent know that the blow of blunt weapons cannot be protected by the outer layer of armor.

"roar!!!!"

"Burning Legion, follow me. We can't let these cans get ahead!!!"

"In the name of magma and fire, the Burning Legion! Burn this place!"

It seemed that the dwarves began to shrink their front lines and prepare for adjustments under the attack of the Timber Wolves. This scene made the Burning Legion officer in charge here a little anxious.

We originally asked you idiots to test the waters, but you actually beat the other side into autism. That won't do. You have performed well, and we in the Burning Legion have to perform well too. Otherwise, how can we justify holding meetings all day to discredit you?

The highest-ranking Burning Legion officer in charge of the soldiers on this battlefield roared, and the magma on his body began to boil. Waves of flames continued to emerge from the boiling magma, making him look like a demon crawling out of a volcano.

The junior officers behind him were murderous, holding lava knives and sharp lava claws, and behind these junior officers were a sea of ​​red basic lava warriors of the Burning Legion.

The highest-ranking officer swung his sword, and the lava warriors, like wild dogs with a chain tied around their necks, rushed towards the dwarves with purpose and direction under the leadership of the junior officers.

Damn, it's the elemental puppets, damn wizards! Why are their temperatures so high, and they can explode?! Quickly retreat, quickly retreat, leave here, the goat heavy cavalry can't deal with these lava puppets, their temperatures are too high, and the goats are all hairy! ! ! ! The lava warriors relied on their extremely crazy fighting style, fearless and completely consumable fighting style to create a gap in the steam puppets, dwarf musketeers, dwarf heavy warriors and dwarf steam mechas.

When they had just opened a gap, they were greeted by a giant goat with flying long hair and heavy armor, and a dwarf heavy-armored warrior carrying a heavy hammer on the goat.

Isn't this just a coincidence? Isn't this just a coincidence? When the junior officers saw the long hair on the goats, they immediately ordered their lava warriors to rush over. They were originally invincible. Relying on the powerful impact of the goats and the armored dwarves on their bodies, the goat riders immediately turned into walking balls of fire.

Such scenes are everywhere on this long front. The dwarven heavy-armored goat riders, who were originally regarded as killer weapons and walking heavy tanks by the dwarves, have now become walking torches. Under the lava and fire of the Burning Legion, even the goats with the shortest hair cannot avoid the fate of being turned into torches.

(End of this chapter)