Chapter 202: The Escape of Cannon Fodder Two days later, the orc army that drove the dwarves finally arrived on the outskirts of Kenm, and at this time, Flower also saw the pit that the beast riders who had been scouting on the beast dragon since the previous two days had been reconnoitring.
There was no flat ground in the northern part of Kem City that could be used for battle, and the ground was full of deep, wide pits with vertical and smooth walls, and the labor of hundreds of thousands of people in a few days turned this otherwise fairly flat ground into a man-made and dangerous place.
Flower also had a headache after seeing these deep pits with his own eyes, you must know that he is good at surprise attacks and battle array command, but this place has neither anything for him to surprise attack nor space for him to command battle arrays, although orcs and humans are still orcs attacking human defense, but this time Flower really felt the depressed mood of the humans who were attacked by the underground scrap artillery last time.
However, no matter how frustrated he was, he had to go to war, and after sending a few teams of orcs to be easily killed in those deep ditches by guns and artillery before they could get close to the walls, Flower finally decided to fill the ditches with his 70,000 dwarves.
These 70,000 dwarves are now the ruler of the dwarf kingdom to give Flower a letter of nomination, last month after Flauer led the orc army through the death channel, it was originally intended to capture the dwarf kingdom as a stronghold to attack humans, and the dwarf side, the dwarf king Samon sent 100,000 troops stationed in a small city ready to delay the pace of the orcs, for the dwarf army that has never been seen, Flower is ready to see how the other party's combat strength is, and then decide on a specific battle plan, but when the orc army is repaired, Before Flower could give the order to attack, a white flag was raised in the small city.
The elven army and the dwarven army appeared on the opposite side at the same time, while the other 70,000 troops who were also dwarves were anesthetized by some kind of drug and have not yet woken up.
For the sudden olive branch of the elves and dwarves, Flower felt both happy and lost, happy because he could compete with humans with complete strength, and disappointed because since they had become allies, it was impossible for orcs to take away from dwarves.
However, the humility shown by Craigie's subordinates to Flauer soon swept away Flower's loss, and the dwarves not only provided the orc army with a large amount of food and weapons, but also presented the 70,000 dwarven warriors belonging to the king's power as a letter of surrender to Flor.
Because the struggle for power between the orcs has always been a matter of death and death, and even the slaughter of the entire clan is not uncommon, so Flower has no objection to Craigie's approach, not only that, but he also has no pity for the 70,000 dwarves who were overturned by his own people, and after seeing those annoying trenches, Flower immediately made the decision to use the corpses of the dwarves to add to the trenches.
In a corner of the battlefield, the orcs are driving the dwarven captives to the battlefield, even the brave dwarven warriors will inevitably have a lot of complaints and complaints when they realize that they are afraid of their deaths, and the dwarven team is chaotic again because of the dwarves who tried to escape, but then the wolf cavalry of the orcs cooled the boiling dwarves with bloody spears after poking the fleeing dwarves in the heart.
"Rush forward!
Live!
Otherwise!
Die!
"The orcs used the stiff human lingua franca and the swords in their hands to make the dwarves understand what they meant, and it was either to attack the human walls or be killed instantly, a choice that was uncomfortable on either side.
"We can't fight without weapons!"
A middle-aged dwarf with a big red beard stepped out of the dwarf, unafraid of the orc's pointed sword, and said to the orc.
"The weapons will be given to you."
The orc officer in charge of driving away the dwarves looked at the red-bearded dwarf coldly as if he were looking at a dead man, and then turned his head and pointed to the beast cart parked not far away, the weapons used by the dwarves on the beast cart were piled up haphazardly, and a team of orc soldiers were standing by the car waiting to give them weapons.
"Can we go home after we storm the walls?"
The red-bearded dwarf asked the orc officer again.
"This is the general's order, and no one here dares to disobey it."
The orc officer replied impatiently.
"I see."
Redbeard walked to the pile of weapons with his head bowed, and after choosing one of the heaviest battle axes, he made his way to the already prepared ranks of dwarves.
"Master Pullin, you were assassinated by those scumbags too!?"
As Redbeard walked into the battle, one of the dwarven soldiers beside him suddenly whispered.
"You're from that legion?"
The red-bearded dwarf named Pullin asked, glancing at the dwarf who recognized him.
"I'm Yelle, the squad leader of the 3rd Squadron of the 2nd Legion, and I saw you when you came to inspect our Legion."
The dwarven soldier replied in a whisper.
"Now I'm not an adult anymore, and I'm just like you as much cannon fodder as I'm dying."
Purin stroked the smooth surface of the tomahawk in his hand with his hand and sat on the ground to gather strength for the upcoming battle.
"My lord, who the hell framed us?"
Jerna's weapons are a one-handed hammer and a shield, which is the standard weapon configuration for most dwarven soldiers.
"Craigie, and the elves, I have long advised Your Majesty to get rid of Craigie as soon as possible, but I didn't expect to be killed by that traitor and his people in the end."
Pullin seemed to recall that humiliating night, when the dwarves who were supposed to be of their own race raised their swords and the insidious potions provided by the elves.
Anger made his hand grip on the handle of the axe leap high.
"Elf!?
How is it possible, I believe that the bastard of the Second Elder turned his back on us, but isn't the elf our friend, why would he do such a thing.
Yael shouted in disbelief at Prinn's answer, but his shouts were quickly rewarded with several whips from the orcs guarding them.
"I don't know why, but now it's not about who framed us, it's about how we're going to survive."
Pulin's gaze looked at the forest of rifles and artillery on the city of Kem a few kilometers away, just in the distance, he had already seen how the orcs were killed, and as a high-ranking officer of the king's faction, Prin was very aware of the lethality of the weapons that humans now used against them without armor.
War drums and horns sounded again, and under the drive of the orcs, a group of 20,000 dwarven cannon fodder let out a somewhat desperate roar and rushed towards the walls of Kenm City, but their charge soon slowed down, because those deep ditches that were an obstacle for the orcs were like an abyss for them, and the dwarves who stopped were killed by the wolf cavalry that followed them, and had to rush forward until the dwarves could only push their companions in front of them to move forward, and the dwarves on the edge of the pit were undoubtedly pushed and shoved from behind, Screaming and falling into the pit.
When Prin jumped into the tunnel, there were already a number of dwarves in the tunnel, using their weapons and shields to make stairs to move on, and at this time, no one dared to be lazy, because in the sky several beast dragons were whistling back and forth to monitor them, and if any dwarves tried to escape through the sides of the deep ditch, these beast dragons would use their dragon fire to reduce the fleeing dwarves to ashes.
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The dwarves gritted their teeth and dug the stairs in the direction of Kenm City, and the army of orcs followed closely behind the dwarves, so that the dwarves could not think of anything else.
Just when the dwarves were two kilometers away from Kenm City and entered the range of artillery attacks, the alchemy cannons on the walls of Kenm City rang out as promised, and the artillery bombardment made the dwarves have to stop for a while, many dwarves were blown away by the artillery, and some of them hid in the pit and luckily escaped.
"These tunnels can defend against artillery attacks, and it is difficult to hurt us as long as we rely on the shells on the edge of the pits!"
Pullin was one of the lucky ones who didn't get blown up in the pit, and after shaking the dust off his body, the redbearded dwarf stood up and shouted at his companions who were hesitating.
"Onward!
Death to those who do not advance!
"The wolf cavalry reappeared behind the dwarven cannon fodder after dodging the artillery fire just now, and their spears resolved the last of the dwarves' doubts.
"Follow me!"
Pullin led the dwarves towards the walls of Kenm with his battle axe, and at this time, a song in the dwarven language suddenly sounded on the walls of Kem, which was very familiar to the attacking dwarven cannon fodder.
It was a song they used to hum when they struck iron, about the furnace and the wine, and the Titans, and the dwarves were so enthusiastic after hearing the familiar melody that they couldn't help singing along with the difficult charge.
The singing dwarves were getting closer and closer to the walls, and soon they were within range of the alchemical cannons and into the range of the riflemen.
And the song on the city wall also reached the final climax, in the crackling rifle shooting, the dwarf who was ready to die hummed the song but suddenly froze, obviously the soldiers on the city wall were shooting, but no one around them fell, and the ending that was supposed to sing the praises of the great Titans became a song of freedom.
"Sing praises to freedom!"
Purin suddenly realized something, and instead of looking for cover, he rushed under the city wall with his tomahawk in the face of the rain of bullets, and more and more dwarven cannon fodder began to chant and sing the praises of freedom and run towards the city.
"Damn, those humans are going to save the dwarves!"
Flower had already noticed something strange on the battlefield, but by the time he had given the order, the third group of dwarves had already begun to charge, and by the time all the dwarves had begun to run, an old dwarf with a gray beard stopped his stumbling charge.
A warhammer larger than his own appeared in the old dwarf's hand, a huge crystal embedded in it that emitted a dazzling light, and the warhammer shone with electric sparks that could destroy all orcs.
"For freedom!
Come on!
The old dwarf roared and rushed towards the wolf cavalry, and at that moment a dwarf figure with the same shining silver light appeared on the walls of Kenm.
"Dwarves are dwarves, and they should be free to strike iron and drink wine, instead of shedding blood and dying for someone's purpose!"