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Chapter 754: Give up the enemy

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    But I still remember this question.  He turned away and pretended he didn't care, his attention drawn to Carrie's new subject.

    "In any case, the dwarves' defense has reached its limit. If we continue like this for another day or two, we will definitely crush their stubborn resistance."

    "Yes, master, that's it." Carrie said happily.  He said: "But this could be just one step. The dwarves must have set up fortifications within the city."

    One of the staggered gates of Karak Grom's other fortification exploded.  I don't know if there is an assassin in black behind him, or if there is a large amount of gunpowder hidden here, but this time the explosion was too big, and a ball of flames spurted out from the door, like a flaming fist extending from the inside of the castle.  .  The rats rushed into the city below with joy again.

    Only people die.  I had to be surprised by the underground part.  On the surface, rats take twice as many casualties as those in the underworld.

    But that¡¯s not important.  To this day, millions of rodent armies have gathered from remote areas of the underworld and marched toward the battlefield.  They will make up for their previous losses and continue this deadly war.  He doesn't even have to take care of the details.  He just had to watch from behind.

    Tollison sat on the ground.

    The fatigue of the battle made his body feel stiff and painful, and he could not even sleep.  Everyone around him was already snoring loudly.  The Ranger Captain opened his eyes and suddenly felt an indescribable sadness.  All his subordinates were replaced by new faces, and all his former subordinates were killed in fierce battles.

    The joy of the great victories of the past has long since disappeared.  With heavy losses, the rats did not back down.  In fact, they seemed to have some sort of solid purpose, so they didn't care at all about the casualties, no matter how many of them died.  So the dwarves' victory was short-lived.  The main channels of collapsed sediment were re-dug by rats.  More ferocious troops swarmed in, and the soldiers and soldiers of the two armies once again fell into a bloody battle.

    Even Prince Hoja did not expect this.  No one knows why rats become so violent and crazy.  The hordes of cannibals plunged the butchers into a fierce battle.  The Rat's rear mortar team released poison gas bombs unscrupulously, poisoning a group of dwarves and friendly forces to death.

    In the next battle, rodent warriors armed with roulette wheels and stone spears began to appear on the battlefield, pummeling the dwarf crossbows with powerful firepower.  In the eyes of their generals, all rodents are cheap.  The purpose of the Rodent fighting was simply to destroy the dwarves, and as long as they achieved this goal, they did not care at all about the casualties of Italian friendly forces.

    Under this attack, the dwarven defenses of Karak Grom became unstable.  They now retreated a second time into the central region, and all the underground passages they had recaptured fell once again into the hands of the rodents.  But this time, they were unable to fight back again.

    Thorison's eyes saw the sentinel asleep on his axe.  He was too tired to support it.  Everyone is too tired, but the rodents are still pouring new troops into the battlefield.  The murderous shouts were still loud in the distance, but the soldiers here were asleep.

    Tollison closed his eyelids, feeling very tired, but just needing some sleep would be fine.  he thought to himself.  At the last moment he closed his eyes, he noticed a shadow flickering.

    It¡¯s an assassin in black!  Tollison tried his best to open his eyelids, but they stuck together again.  It's a rat killer in black!  He stood behind the sentry and stabbed the sleeping sentry in the neck with a long knife, severing the trachea and blood vessels so that the victim could not scream.

    Tollison roared and raised his axe.  The assassin saw a bad sight, but instead of turning and running away, he rushed towards the Ranger Captain.  Tollison's ax split open the Black Assassin's skull, but the Assassin's sword also struck him in the neck.  The Ranger Captains watched as the other fell, then his feet lost the strength to support his body.  He staggered forward and fell.

    "I'm so tired, I should take a rest," Tollison murmured, and then he closed his eyes forever.

    Collapse of knots

    Collapse of joints

    "Blow up all the passages outside and withdraw the soldiers!" Prince Hoja ordered.

    His plan to confine the fighting to the suburbs failed.  His army probably killed ten times as many rats in this battle as all the dwarves had ever killed, but that didn't change the fact that he failed.  Now the rats have taken over the outside, swarming into the city of Karakgrom.

    The explosion will give him a brief period of time.  Prince Hoja knew this very well.  Time is short.

    The mouse knowsWith the dawn of victory, even those who were not animated by religious fervor were now animated by the hope of victory.  Very few rats escaped from the battlefield.  Instead, in a constant war of attrition, a dwarven force collapsed and was wiped out by waves of rats.  Even butcher soldiers.

    "Messenger!" cried the prince in a hoarse voice.  He watched his men retreat from the ranks, nearly every one of them wounded and armor-stained.  Prince Hoja could not see a single intact soldier.  Most of his officers, brave captains, perished in this brutal war of attrition of flesh and blood.

    The resistance of the dwarves was very brave and tenacious.  But bravery and tenacity are not necessarily victory.  If bravery and tenacity are everything, what are weapons, armor and numbers?

    A messenger ran to the prince.

    "What happened up there?" Prince Hoja asked loudly.

    "The enemy broke through the gate!"

    The remaining cannons are still roaring tenaciously and ferociously, and shotgun bullets are still falling on the heads of the rat soldiers attacking the city.  But everything is irreversible.

    The hard battle of seven days and seven nights is finally over.  Even the cannons and muskets cast by the dwarves' proud metal smelting process could no longer support them.  Dwarf cannons go from door to door.  After the cannon was destroyed, the original gate became a clear path into the city.  Rats crawled along hook lines through open doors, entered, and screeched into the city.  They used their bodies to pave the way for the attack.

    The bearded soldiers escorting the gate retreated.  The rat population dropped many times before their location.  However, the newly joined rodent troops are still rushing into the city on the bodies of their compatriots.

    But dwarves do not give up on their enemies easily.  They are famous for their bravery and stubbornness.  As they retreated, they relied on long-prepared street fortifications to defend and counterattack.  Soldiers from both armies fought endlessly for the invading rodents, and every inch of Karak Grom needed to be cleansed with enough blood to solidify the hold.  Fortunately, the most important thing for mice is blood.

    But I know very well that although both sides are still fighting bloody battles, nothing can change the fate of Karak Grom's downfall.  It's not that dwarves aren't strong enough, or that they're not strong enough, but that rats are willing to bleed a hundred times more than dwarves.

    The Gray Prophets gathered their strength and used magic to destroy the remaining cannons, which were still firing one after another.  By this time, I had sent all my elite troops to the battlefield.  Plague Monks from the Pestrilian tribe bear the main melee responsibility.  These plague monks are usually much more fanatical than ordinary rats, and now they are too excited to see the image of the rat god.  They wield plague incense burners, shout out their devotion to the rat god, and attack the dwarves with reckless abandon.  As I knew before, these mice lose their normal pain in these strange potions, which allows them to withstand great harm.  When they are finally killed, they are often able to pull each other and be buried with them.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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