Alien world

Chapter 834 65. Continue
"Ready to fight!"

Fermi's roar echoed throughout the Hell Mountain camp.

The soldiers lying all over the camp propped up their unrecovered bodies and reached the front line.

Femi asked the elf mage Ymir to lead the remaining mages to open the magic barrier.

Ilimayas took the white dragons into the sky. Skaven Priests are easier to find during the day - Skaven Priests are also easier to see.

"How many combatants do we have left?"

One-third of the Mage Corps is left, the Elite Team and the Fourth Legion are almost unscathed, but the Hellfire has lost one-fifth...

One-fifth of the soldiers contracted the plague, which meant that one-fifth of the firepower was lost.

And the visibility is better during the day than at night, and the rat tide will only become more dense.

"We can't save the rolling stones and logs... we will start throwing them away as soon as the mouse gets closer than 50 meters," Fermi said.

The orcs brought in cannonballs and threw them down. They didn't have much hope. Cannonballs are only the size of heads, and even solid cannonballs only weigh a few dozen pounds... I didn't expect that the armored leg curtains of either the Rang Rat or the Elite Rat could not stop the rolling cannonballs. They shattered when they hit their heads and broke when they hit their calves.

The mountains of shells are the only good news right now.

Fortunately, the rat tide is dense, rat men are everywhere, and you can hit them with your eyes closed.

The rat men fell in pieces like harvested wheat, bringing down the rat men behind them. However, in the face of endless numbers, the warriors had no joy in killing the enemy.

They mechanically pulled the trigger, wiped the gun chamber, and loaded the ammunition. Let Fermi yell and throw rolling rocks and logs when the rat men approach, and then start the saw again...

“But the rolling stone log is gone!”

Lochran was both lucky and unlucky.

"We're out of ammunition!"

Lacking musketeers to maintain the front line, facing a steady stream of ratmen, they had to consume a large amount of rolling stones and logs to stop the ratmen...

This fierce battle lasted from noon to early afternoon, but there were still so many ratmen in front of them, without any reduction... And more and more soldiers were infected, and only a little over three thousand soldiers were still fighting on the front line.

"Then push down the magic cannon shells!"

Not many rat men were directly killed, but a large number of them had their legs broken and fell on the hillside.

"Legion Commander, we don't have that many people anymore..."

Fermi also asked the goblins to come out of the ground and stand behind the soldiers, responsible for reloading the bullets of the marksmen who shot accurately.

The time it took for the rat tide to approach the shooting range from the mountainside was longer than expected - when Fermi fired the first shot, the camp began to play chaotic music again.

As for why it was fifty meters... because last night they discovered that thirty meters was not enough for the rolling stone logs to reach their maximum speed.

All of his team were infected with the plague, but he was the only one who was fine. But his hands were still shaking, and without the blessing magic, his heart was filled with courage...

Fermi raised his head in shock and saw nothing around the groove.

At some point, a roar woke up Locklan with horror.

"Where's the magic cannon!"

"What do you mean there is no ammunition? We have enough bullets to fight for seven days and seven nights!" Femi grabbed the adjutant's collar and roared.

Seeing hope, Fermi shouted: "Go on! The elite team is coming too!"

In an instant, the hillside was filled with rolling cannonballs and wailing rat-men.

"Lord Annan is preparing for support until evening. Hope is on our side!" Femi encouraged loudly.

clang--

At this time, a hateful bell suddenly echoed among the mountains.

Everyone in the camp was stunned for a few seconds.

"The first big bell! The first big bell rang!!!" Beryl, who was the first to wake up, yelled like crazy.

"What is a big clock!?"

Belial did not answer Femi, and rushed to the front line, staring at the tide of rats with eyes as red as oozing blood. "No...this isn't right...the bell has already rung!"

"What on earth do you mean!?"

"The first bell! The first phase of the general attack!

"General attack...?"

Before Femi could react, Belial suddenly realized something and roared at the mages: "Release the Apparition spell!"

The elf mage Ymir was the first to react, and a spell was sprinkled around the camp.

The dozens of meters of flesh and blood carpet between the rat tide and the camp suddenly became distorted, and an almost transparent twisted shadow appeared vaguely.

"Rapid Rat!"

Another manifestation technique was released, and the outline of what Belial called the Wind Rat became clearer.

When they learned they had been discovered, they stopped dodging bullets and rushed forward waving their arms.

The bullets from the magic musket hit it, sparks bursting out, and the rolling shells were also nimbly avoided by them.

The first wind rat officially jumped onto the camp and cut off a soldier who wanted to use a magic musket as a weapon.

The soldiers around the Wind Rat instantly turned into a blood mist. The twisted shadow held two daggers, harvesting the lives of the soldiers like a cold wind.

On August 9, two hours before dusk, the rat men rushed up Hell Mountain.

"Elite Team!"

Fermi yelled, and then there was a "dang" sound, and a ball of sparks exploded in front of his eyes.

Belial blocked the fatal blow for him. He roared and swung his sword, and the air in front of him twisted, and a rickety rat man appeared like a pimple.

The elite team and the orcs roared forward at this moment.

"Block them!"

They must clear out the Storm Rats immediately. When the rat tide rushes up, everything will be over.

Ilimoyas, who was flying in the sky, watched countless rat assassins leap into the camp, and the rat tide that had just distanced itself came back again. Unable to guard the rat priests anymore, they swooped towards the camp with the white dragons.

boom--

Finally, Ilimoyas retracted her wings and killed two raging wind rats in an instant. The dragon's head was raised, and a bolt of lightning dragon breath turned a wind rat that jumped into the group of soldiers into charcoal.

The white dragons smashed down one after another, but they didn't know magic, and their heavy bodies couldn't catch the wind rat at all. Their double daggers swung into afterimages, leaving deep and bone-shattering wounds on the white dragon's claws.

Ilimayas unleashed the power of the dragon without reservation, raised her head and roared: "You stop the rat tide!"

The white dragons flapped their wings and took off into the air, but then, a white dragon that had been climbed onto the back by the Wind Rat fell howling, gliding out of the camp crookedly, and smashed outside the Hell Mountain.

They had no time to grieve over the death of the white dragon, and the elite team fought bloody battles with the Storm Rats.

Instructor Lyric held the big sword as if he was fighting the air. Only the sparks that burst out from time to time showed that his enemy was in front of him.

At this moment, the gunfire that disappeared for almost a minute rang out again.

The Wind Rats were caught off guard and burst into a cloud of sparks.

Sick soldiers emerged from the ground.

"Why are you up here!?" Femi was fighting in front, but the ordinary adjutant was going crazy with anxiety.

"Adjutant Walter, the camp has been captured by ratmen, and we are all going to die."

The leading young soldier actually smiled and turned around and shouted: "We are not at a loss! Killing hundreds of ratmen with our own hands... Is this something we dared to think about before!?"

"Every additional rat you kill will be earned in blood, and the rat people will be buried with us!"

The young and pale faces were hideous with roars.

"Buried with me!"

(End of this chapter)