Night!
Bloody mountains, blood throat tribe.
At this time, the troll allied forces had broken through the strong wall and pursued the remaining enemies in the city.
Baigat, sitting on the throne in the patriarchal hall in the city, felt the seat under him with a happy face.
At this time, a burly female Troll with a height of 2.5 meters was escorted up.
He knelt to the ground in silence.
Bagat looked at the woman in front of him and was interested.
Get up, walk down the throne, come to the female troll, tear all the clothes on the woman and completely expose her body to the air.
Baigat looked at the troll beauty with tendons and thick black hair on her chest.
In addition to desire, there is endless pleasure in your eyes.
Overthrowing the blood throat tribe, everything kaius has will become his property.
Including in front of us, once kaius's favorite woman.
Baigat looked at the woman's huge chest, and her breathing became heavier and heavier.
Push the troll woman to the ground and start acting.
In the hall, several Troll guards saw this scene.
Also silently withdrew from the hall.
After a while.
A troll leader walked into the hall.
Looking at the two busy people on the ground, their footsteps were also a little meal.
But he still said calmly, "baigat clan leader, those guys with blood throat, have established a defense in the northwest corner and are making the final resistance."
"How many people?" Bagat asked back.
"There can be more than a thousand."
"Organize people to attack directly. All the men will be killed and the women will stay." Bagat said without hesitation.
No man with a bloody throat can stay.
I dare not stay.
Once keius comes back.
These people will see hope and make a crazy counterattack.
Keius is tough enough. They dare not take the risk.
"OK, I see!" The leader nodded and agreed, and went out again.
When the leader left, baigat pulled out the troll woman hiding behind the throne again and carried out the unfinished movement.
……
Blood throat City, a mess.
The blood gathered into a red stream and flowed down the street.
The ground was full of broken limbs and walls, and there were cries of killing everywhere.
Troll allies, trampling on blood, looking for hidden enemies.
All the men were killed, and the women were divided by everyone to relax.
Until late at night.
The shouting and killing stopped gradually, and the city fell into silence again.
Clean up the enemy in the city.
Several Troll leaders also strode into the hall.
At this time, baigat was already sitting on the throne with a red face.
He asked, "it's all solved?"
"Solved, all the men were killed, and the women were directly divided equally among several tribes, which also let everyone relax." A leader said.
Baiga nodded and didn't say much.
Trolls are more savage than orcs.
Don't talk about this bloody woman.
Even within the clan, it is very common to rob women.
"Are there any statistics on casualties?" Begat continued.
"My people, there are more than 80000 left."
"My people lost a lot. There are about 50000 people left."
"You still have a big loss. There are only thousands of my people left."
“……。”
Everyone said a word and I said a word, saying the number of people.
Bagat listened and had a number in his heart.
Attack the city and make them lose more.
At present, there are still about 400000 coalition troops left, but many of them are wounded.
Even if the troll's body is strong, it will take some time to recover.
"Well, let the army make a fire to cook and have a good rest. I have arranged for someone to search for the wealth of blood throat. Tomorrow, I will divide the spoils according to the contribution of the tribe. I'm baigat, not kaius. Everyone has a share." Bagat continued.
Hearing baigat's words, a smile suddenly appeared on everyone's faces.
The booty baigat naturally accounts for the majority, but they don't want to contribute in vain.
Now with each other's commitment, they are naturally very happy.
"We naturally believe in the baigat patriarch."
"Yes, overthrowing the blood throat is only the first step. We have to break through the fortress of the dead and get out of this barren mountain."
Baijia nodded, "well, when the trouble of kaius is solved, we will break through the fortress of the dead and get out of here."
"Yes, the baigat patriarch is right."
After discussing the follow-up plan, several leaders walked out of the patriarch hall.
They returned to the tribal Garrison and began to make a fire to cook.
After capturing the blood throat, they had enough food to fill the army.
"Patriarch, I left you two women in the house. Their breasts are so big that they are bigger than this spoon."
A troll cook stirred the iron pot set up on the campfire with a huge wooden spoon in his hand.
The iron pot is bubbling with hot bubbles. Broken bones and meat pieces can be seen in the sticky liquid.
"Well, call me at dinner." The troll leader nodded.
Poop!!
Just as the leader was going to enter the house and have a good time first.
Suddenly something fell into the iron pot.
The troll cook looked at the cloudy sky.
With the wooden spoon in his hand, he fished out the things that fell in the pot.
In the wooden spoon is a cylindrical object, which is fished out of the pot, and the tail is still emitting gray smoke.
"What is this?"
The leader and several trolls around him also looked over.
Just when several people were going to curse who threw things around.
The white smoke goes out.
Boom!!
The explosion suddenly killed several people in a moment.
At the same time.
Cylindrical bombs are falling all over the sky, like raindrops.
Boom!
Boom, boom!!
Explosions flooded every corner of the city, destroying already broken houses and streets.
"There are enemies in the sky, there are enemies in the sky." Some trolls saw the sky, what dark clouds were there, and they were flying creatures.
It's these flying creatures that dropped bombs.
The trolls began to flee around and into the room to avoid the dropped bomb.
At the same time, he picked up the scattered stones and began to shoot into the sky.
Poop poop!!
Really shoot down the enemies in the sky.
Looking at the white bones on the ground, the trolls also knew who their enemies were.
"It's the undead, it's the undead bat."
……
Intensive bombing shook the whole city.
The house turned into ruins, and the place where the trolls had dinner turned into human purgatory.
The broken limbs and meat all over the sky fled everywhere, looking for the troll to escape, and howled in pain.
Bagat stood in the hall, looking at the city that kept exploding outside, and his face was even more ugly.
What the hell happened?
Did keius come back and start fighting back?
No way, kiaus can't come back now.
This attack is more like a bomb developed by the dwarves.
But why is it here? There are so many.
Enough to blow up a mountain.
"Don't run around, hide in the building, don't run around..." Baigat shouted.
But in the explosion and the howling of his people, his voice could not be transmitted at all.
Only in vain.
The covered explosion lasted half an hour.
The whole city was completely turned into ruins and debris everywhere.
After the explosion, there was a brief silence, and everyone's ears were buzzing.
After a long time, there was a cry from the survivors.
"Come on, treat the wounded and get ready for battle." Bagat began to command loudly.
The other leaders also came quickly.
Everyone was wounded and two leaders were missing.
"It's the undead. It's the skeleton bat that dropped explosives from the sky." Said one of the leaders.
Wait for others to answer.
A troll stumbled over.
Anxiously said: "no, there are a large number of undead troops approaching outside the south city."
At this moment, everyone's heart was raised.
Why do the undead attack now? How can it be so coincidental.
Several people didn't speak.
Silently walk to the south wall.
Climb the wall.
You can clearly feel the ground shaking.
Looking down, you can see the endless army of the dead in the hazy moonlight.
"Damn it, it's the undead in the north. Come on! Let everyone gather for battle and carry all the equipment." Bagat roared loudly, his face full of dignity.
The only remaining trolls were gathered.
Fewer than 100000 people can afford weapons.
The rest died in the bombing just now.
The trolls collected all the movable items and carried them to the wall.
Look down and face the endless army of the dead
Even the born bloodthirsty and cruel trolls began to tremble their legs and swallow their spit.
I knew the dead would attack the blood throat tribe.
They will attack again in the next two days.
Now I have lost more than half of my losses. Where are the opponents of the dead.
The only remaining [lock dragon crossbow bed] were carried over.
Close to three meters, the crossbow arrow with hook lock was filled in the launch slot and looked at the sky carefully.
The undead has bone dragon arms. I'm afraid the bone dragon will take the lead in attacking.
All trolls are ready for war.
However, the dead stopped thousands of kilometers in front of the city wall.
Dangdang!!
The skeleton Troll tilts the huge black shield overhead to form a metal shield wall above the defense.
Nearly 300000 metal iron walls are comparable to a black barrier.
Under the shield are skeleton soldiers holding siege ladders.
On the wall.
Looking at the formation below, all trolls' faces were unusually ugly.
"Baigat clan chief, isn't this your rock head heavy shield? Why is it in their hands?" A patriarch asked seriously.
Bagat's face was equally ugly, and he recognized the shield.
But how does he know how the other party fits.
There are few of these heavy shield tribes, and they are all left by the older generation.
"Don't say that. Prepare for the battle first." Said baigat.
Dong!!
Dong Dong!
Suddenly, a drum sounded in the army of the dead under the city.
As the drums sounded, a faint energy wrapped all the dead soldiers.
……
Outside the city, the white bone army.
The army of the dead has advanced to a distance of one kilometer under the city.
"My Lord, the archers are ready."
"The shield soldiers are ready."
"Lord Heijing, the troll heavy shield is ready."
Pieces of information were sent to Heijing quickly.
Heijing nodded, got up and said, "beat the drum and attack."
"Yes!"
Several Orc heralds scattered in an instant and ran in different directions.
He shouted, "beat the drum, attack..."
Dong!
Dong Dong Dong... Dong Dong!!
Drummers scattered in the camp of the dead sounded the giant leather drum in front of them.
A dull drum sounded in the camp of the dead.
The gray light, with the spread of the drum, enveloped all the undead arms.
[undead drum].
[category: war drum]
[ability: all attributes + 5%, limb reorganization.]
[limb reorganization]: under the aura, the body bones of the undead arms are damaged. They will find the body parts of their dead companions and replace them.
(Description: the sound of war drum will ring through the whole battlefield, and the immortal warrior will get rid of the shackles of his body and replace the deformities of his body freely.)
WOW!!
After the war drum, the infantry began to charge.
Woo ~!
Like a hurricane.
The rain of arrows passed over the head of the army, like a cast iron net over the city.