The Ominous Lord of the Skaven

Chapter 112 The Horde's Desperation

"Crazy, that human is simply crazy!"

A fireball hit him, and the woman he was holding was blown to pieces, and he himself was burned off by the raging flames.

How insulting is it to burn a gnoll bald?

Gnoll's fur is like human hair, and Ickert's fireball seems to have burned a killer bald.

While being so insulted as a chief, he also lost hope of leading the tribe to escape.

Only then did Zhiba give up his fantasy and decided to fight with his back.

Seeing this scene before them, the other human beings' mood of expecting to be rescued sank to the bottom of the valley.

This master mage doesn't seem to be easy to mess with.

"Uh, or give me a spear too, let me join you!"

A human begged bitterly, but what he ushered in was a butcher's knife.

The blacksmith could only watch helplessly as the spearhead made by him pierced through him completely.

Stripping pulled the bloody spear out of the blacksmith's body and swung it violently.

Blood spilled on the boulder at the entrance of the village, staining it with blood.

"Warriors of the tribe! Kill these humans! Then follow me to fight to the death!"

Pepper thought that even if the mage on the opposite side didn't care about the life and death of the same kind at all, he would kill them all to disgust the other side.

This hit Ickert's pain point.

If you want to support war with war, you can't spend nothing but gain in a war.

Although the number of these humans is limited, they should have the tribe's intelligence and some production skills, otherwise the jackals would not have kept them until now.

But for Ickert, it is absolutely impossible to negotiate with people who threaten him, especially aliens.

It is certainly better for humans to survive, but Ickert will not exchange his precious rats. The current rat population is not enough for him to squander.

Ickert will not watch the gnolls kill all humans, but he will not stop using long-range methods that may cause accidental injuries.

These humans are left to their own devices.

Ickert looked at the captain next to him, and the latter drew out his saber under the psychic understanding.

"Partner Guard! Javelin Throwing!"

Following Captain Mouse's order, the three melee groups in front of the gate rushed out of the bunker one after another.

Thirty rat men held bamboo pole javelins and ran at high speed, and when the distance was sufficient, they threw the javelins in their hands violently.

The swiftly charged javelin pierced the backs of more than a dozen gnolls in an instant.

They were hitting humans with all kinds of weapons in their hands just now, and there was no time to dodge them.

A leatherworker whose head was badly beaten by a stone hadn't even reacted when a sharp bamboo javelin pierced the gnoll who hit him. his left leg.

This leather craftsman is undoubtedly lucky, but there are also humans who are unlucky. Next to him, an unlucky guy was hit in the belly by a javelin, and he could only twitch helplessly on the spot.

The tanner swallowed a mouthful of froth, and his desire to live became weaker.

He hurriedly hid under the belly of the dead wolf man and began to play dead.

At this moment, Ickert also dragged his big sword, and led the Ratmen to press close to the Wolf Man.

The spearmen who are not easy to maneuver are in the middle, and the swordmen are responsible for covering the flanks. Even if the jackals want to go around to attack their formation on the flanks, there will be long-range groups to solve them.

Shouting strange languages, the Horde warriors charged the spear formation.

Within 30 seconds, it was tied into a shower.

More women and children who lacked combat effectiveness could not even initiate a charge, and could only passively defend and wait for death.

Boba watched the tribesmen fall beside him one after another, and the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

Originally as a fighter, he could cause huge damage to the enemy in melee.

However, the Rats didn't give him a chance at all. Occasionally, some Rats came forward in the army formation, but they would soon retreat back into the tight front line.

Can't catch the chance of placing an order at all.

Not daring to resist the spear formation head-on, he had to squeeze to the flanks, and finally stabbed a rat man.

However, the Ratman roared and grabbed his spear as if he was not afraid of death at all, while on the other side, his combat partner roared and rushed forward, slashing at the stripped body with a long knife .

It's just that the warrior's stripped whole body is like hard wood. No matter how hard the Ratman chops, he can only cut the surface to pieces, but he can't go deeper inside.

With the pain in his back, he had to change his target. At this time, ratmen from other teams came to support him one after another, and five rats grabbed his spear.

Frustrated, he had no choice but to let go of the spear, but then he grabbed the Ratman who was killing him, and he beat him to death with two blows.

The iron headgear of the Ratman was directly dented.

This is a strong enemy, and Ickert knew that he had to deal with this guy quickly.

He swung his big sword and swung the last wave of jackals blocking him to death. The big sword directly cut off several jackals in half.

Only a small little wolf man escaped, but he was soon so frightened that he lost his will to fight.

In this way, the crowded battlefield became spacious in an instant, and the only thing left in front of Ickert was the Chief Stripper who was struggling hand-to-hand with the Rat Man.

The other gnolls were either dead or wounded, so they could still rely on the warrior in front of them for a while in terms of morale.

The stripper who was restrained by the army also turned around, he knew that it would be useless to kill as many Ratmen at this time, and the only hope of victory was to kill the human leader in front of him.

Without hesitation, he clenched his fists and rushed towards the weird mage wielding a big sword.

The fighter's fist met the mage's sword. No matter how he thought about it, Boba felt that he could knock the sword away from the opponent's hand with brute force.

After all, there is a huge gap between the physicality of their fighters and mages. Not to mention skills in melee combat, they can be suppressed by using brute force.

If you can't beat even the mage in melee, then you will find an old crooked neck tree and hang yourself.

It really humiliated the face of the ancestors!
With the determination to win, Zaoba swung a confident punch.

At the juncture of life and death, he also had some new insights. He felt that this punch was very strong, stronger than ever!
Those horned demon pigs raging in the forest, he felt that he could kill them with just one punch!

"I won! The tribe is saved!"

Stripping couldn't help but think this way.

Ickert also had to take the punch in front of him seriously.

The level of stripping is not bad, and the visual strength has reached the level of a second-tier fighter.

In close combat with the opponent head-to-head, it is obviously Ickert who suffers.

However, he is not a rookie just out of the cage. As a mage with sufficient theoretical knowledge, he has countless ways to fight against the enemy.

First of all, it is the light technique that millions of melee mages love!
(End of this chapter)