The Ominous Lord of the Skaven

Chapter 145 The Tragic Charge

Under the leadership of Samir, a group of jackals seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and even a cook went to the battlefield with a hot saucepan.

"Clan chief, they have been tricked."

Geniere reported to Eckert with a smile that couldn't be concealed on his face.

"Of course I can see it, just calmly meet the attack."

"Yes! Yes!"

Genier stepped down from the fort and immediately began to command the third and fourth battalions.

"Catapult shot!"

"Long-haired dog thing! Kill! Kill!"

The sling, according to the size of the live ammunition fired, can guarantee the shooting power at a distance of up to 200 meters.

And for Windsor who had been consciously preparing for war, their ammunition was almost unlimited.

The third and fourth brigades each have 40 catapults, and after three months of training, they can already be called well-trained.

At least throwing barrage in the general direction is no problem at all.

This is simply a disaster for the jackals who generally lack protection.

"shooting!"

Following Genier's order, dense stone bullets hit the wolves at high speed.

There were as many as 600 wolf men who launched the attack, and due to the uneven formation, the shield players were scattered around the front, back, left, and right of the team, unable to gather effectively.

The final result was that more than a dozen people were knocked down by a wave of stone throwing!
Although it failed to kill anyone, for this kind of chaotic battlefield, the subsequent stampede would definitely kill them.

As soon as the two rounds of stone bombs passed, nearly 20 people from the tribal army had fallen, and more than a dozen people were trampled and seriously injured.

After passing through the first barrage, the Jackal began to face the first natural danger on the way to attack.

The thorn bushes with a depth of 30 meters are really not so easy to cross without preparation.

The jackal who had been going forward just now stopped suddenly.

Although this stop would not cause another stampede, it also caused the team to fall into chaos in a short-sighted time.

At the same time, the rat people on the mound also got a good fixed target.

The third battalion and the fourth battalion each aimed at the enemy in front of each other, and carried out cross-fire strikes against the Wolf man.

The stone bullets flying obliquely are constantly consuming the state of the wolves.

Realizing he couldn't stop here, a gnoll decided to venture across the thorny web.

However, a stone bullet came quietly, and the gnoll who was hit screamed and fell down on the thorns in front of him.

The spikes pierced his flesh and pierced his eyes, and the jackal could only howl on the spot.

"Step on him! He is useless! Use his dead body to step over!"

For some reason, someone suddenly said such a sentence.

The stone bullets around him were howling, and the dense rain of bullets might hit him in the next second. More and more people began to be unable to withstand the pressure on the battlefield.

At this moment, Ickert also ordered the artillery to fire.

boom!
A solid cannonball shot obliquely into the dense formation of wolves, and the steel cannonball smashed into pieces, smashing more than a dozen wolves into pieces.

Not only that, but the power of this cannonball remained undiminished after penetrating more than a dozen wolf men, and even formed a ricochet on the ground, which collapsed the stove in the wolf man's barracks.

"Victory stands with the side with the stronger guns."

Seeing this, Ickert said to his subordinates, and the rats around him quickly agreed.

The reason why he wants to command on the fort is not only because there is enough space and the best view, but also because he has to be in charge of commanding the cannon himself.

Otherwise, it would not be very effective to let the Ratman artillery fire randomly.

"Solid bullet, continue."

Ickert ordered again, and the excited Ratman artillerymen also smiled and loaded.

There is a unique pleasure in shooting cannons, whether it is the deafening cannon sound or the strong muzzle wind, they all give the mouse a pleasant feeling.

Firepower!Anyway, the Rats need more firepower!

It's not just the cannon. Seeing the terrible and dense positioning of the gnolls, Ickert couldn't help but want to use the dimensional lightning cannon.

"Sasha, think of a way to shoot at the crowd!"

"Good teacher."

Although it was her first time on the battlefield, as an artillery soldier who could unleash firepower at will, the little girl was not nervous at all.

She grabbed a dimensional lightning cannon and put it on her shoulder, followed the firing process of her rpg taught by Ickert, and pointed the dimensional lightning cannon at the chaotic crowd.

"Attention! Lightning!"

After loudly shouting the launch command to the surrounding friendly forces, the dimensional lightning cannon guided by the runes roared.

It was a giant green snake flying in the sky. The berserk dimensional lightning and green dimensional stone steam smashed towards the Gnoll's position with the destructive energy contained within.

"What the hell is that?"

A jackal raised his head, only to see a thing that was obviously destructive magic approaching him.

A jackal reacted and shouted loudly:

"It's magic! Human's vicious magic! Spread away!"

A group of jackals began to flee, and some who felt that it was too late raised their shields or pots and pans to block them.

When the Dimensional Lightning Cannon hit the ground, the charred minced meat was stirred together with the equally charred ground.

Ten Horde warriors disappeared with the lightning.

boom!
At the same time, another solid shell was fired from the fort, smashing a dozen Jackal warriors into pieces again.

Under this kind of firepower, it is very rare for the jackals to maintain their morale.

However, after being passively beaten for so long, they finally found a way to break through the first line of defense.

"Bodies and wood! Bring them all up!"

At the moment of crisis, a jackal extraordinary commanded, he is the chief of a small tribe.

In the panic, some calm Gnolls responded to him. They carried the corpses of their companions and passed wood from behind, spreading them on the thorn nets.

Some jackals, after the initial panic, also began to try to remove obstacles with swords.

Iron thorns are plants after all, no matter how difficult they are to cut, they are still no match for a knife.

In this way, meter after meter, the jackal was always advancing.

Samir also rushed forward with the wild stone, stretched out the dead wood staff, dozens of tentacles rushed out immediately, and quickly sucked more than a dozen thorns into black powder.

The tribal warriors followed the big shaman and broke through the defense line at an astonishing speed.

But just when the leaders of these jackals stood up to restore the order of the attack, they raised their guns and opened fire.

The reason why Ickert pursues the accuracy of raising the gun is to kill important personnel of the enemy at this time.

The leaders of these gnolls, the actions at this time should not be too conspicuous!

Among the three teams of jackals, the leader who was cutting the net of thorns fell first. As an extraordinary man, he was shot to death before he had time to show his bravery.

And the chief who stood at the forefront and led the warriors to lay the planks was also killed by two shots.

In this way, Samir is the only Chaofan who is still exposed on the field.

(End of this chapter)