Chapter 402: Dwarf, wolf heart

"Woo ... whoo."
The rain forest at night was covered with haze. It was a beast like a wolf howling. Blood-stained leaves danced with the wind, and the harsh whistling sounded in the forest.
Atas leaned on the trunk, holding the war halberd and looked around vigilantly, like a desperate warrior, his perseverance face had been covered with sweat because of a long time consumption, and the wound behind was faintly painful.
Jackal, jackal!
He never imagined that there are so many and so powerful jackals in the north. These jackals have obvious social characteristics. They are organized, planned, and tactical. What is more exaggerated is that they actually use tools and weapons.
These are not the beasts he saw in Zedi at all, but a brand new, terrifying humanoid species!
More than once, Atas saw these jackals with long blades, steel cables, and bows, using traps and numbers to hunt his people like hunting prey.
"Scatter, attack!"
"Hunt their heads!"
The looming figure and the howl of one after another made Atas realize that the attack was not over and another wave of enemy reinforcements had arrived.
It's been two days ... Atas ambition took a deep breath, maybe because of food, maybe because of greed, or just because of the desire to kill. Anyway, from the moment the two sides encountered each other, the jackal was ashamed. The Fort dwarves launched an endless attack. Their energy seemed endless and the number was almost endless. As a result, the dwarves have never closed their eyes for a moment, and they have never even eaten food or sipped water!
Rao is the dwarf's physical strength, and it is difficult to withstand this level of consumption, not to mention the gray dwarf is not good at fighting.
With the passage of time, Atas was at ease from the beginning to a little hard, and now exhausted. After the battle of the three castles, the ambitious clan with great vitality was difficult to face such a large-scale attack. Without supplies, no positions, and no support, they will not be able to engage in long-term war with any army.
The Greycastle dwarf was forced to retreat, shrinking the defensive circle again and again, and finally being forced into the jungle.
The legendary halberd trembled, and the sore muscles and tired spirit challenged the will of the dwarven prince all the time. In the end, Atas put out his tongue to moisten his chapped lips, lifted his halberd and walked forward, and the jackal soldier who rushed into the forest rose into the sky with warm blood on his face.
Beside him, the exhausted dwarf warrior was thrown to the ground by the jackal, and the flesh-bite and painful call for help completed the symphony.
Atas wanted to rescue, but his body did not listen to a tadpole, and that was the slightest difference. When he stabbed the jackal, he found that the dwarf guard had been bitten off his neck, and blood was not flowing from his throat. The living room came out, twitching his body and making a "snoring, nagging" sound, apparently unable to survive.
"Back, back!"
Atas shouted and drank his tribe. If he wants to reduce his losses, he must reduce the defensive circle as much as possible, but at the same time, the surrounding circle of the opponent is also shrinking, and the situation will become more and more critical.
The only chance for survival is to break through.
But Atas was not without trying. Even after realizing the possible danger, the ambitious prince who still had the power to try to break through with his own people, but the jackal was faster and sharper. Efficient howling to deliver the message, and then all follow the Greycastle Dwarf to move in groups.
In the battle of attrition that lasted for two and a half days, the battlefield has been moved five places. That is to say, the Greycastle dwarves have made five breakouts, but they have all failed without exception. Without mass killing spells, they simply cannot Coping with attacks of this size.
Even the legendary war halberd has very little role to play in a war and cannot be the key to determining victory or defeat.
At this time, Atas couldn't help thinking of Prince Maran, not to mention that the Thunder Roar clan was all present, even if the Red Fort sent only a small caster to assist them, they would not fall into this situation.
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"Is it ... overkill?"
There was a little flash of fire in the night, and Karanu Burning Mane crouched on the tree, staring at the distant forest burning with blood and fire: "The dwarves that are failing are not what we want, and I am afraid they will lose the courage to break through . "
"Just teach them the rules of the North."
Not far from him, Hirnu Bloodfang said that he was stepping on a tree trunk with his four feet, very different from his companions next to him, and looked more like a beast: "We are not giving these dwarfs a chance, but they are too weak, that is, That weapon is a little more interesting. "
Like most humanoid races, these northern werewolves will use their clan name as their surname, and the clan leader will add a "nu" at the end of the name as a symbol. His first order was quite overwhelming, and the leaders of the two clans came in person.
"I don't understand how that guy would be interested in these dwarfs. I don't see that these guys are better than jackals. That guy should pay more attention to our demands." Hill Anger added.
"They're not dwarfs. They're dwarves. Haven't you seen a dwarf?"
Karanu Burning Mane made a serious correction: "Maybe it's just the guy under him who is interested, maybe you know that this order is from the nasty wolves."
"You said Hog? I've seen him long ago. Many years ago, he brought a bunch of abscess soft eggs and said that he would join the Bloodtooth Clan, and I didn't agree. That guy is so big, I have an impression."
"It's up to you."
Karanu's beard shook, his eyes glanced elsewhere, and at that moment, he saw a not-so-bright light burst from the deep forest, and said quickly: "The dwarves finally decided to try again and give way. Let them go, call your people back, don't let them lose more, otherwise it will be difficult to explain. "
After finishing speaking, another leader immediately made a howl of undulating tones, and the werewolf's ears in the battlefield moved his ears, and some of them left the battlefield silently and sank into the dark jungle.
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"follow me!"
Prince Attas held the war halberd and bet on all of them to launch an assault. Just now, the dwarves saw a possible gap in the slaughter, and he knew this was the last chance of the ambitious clan and immediately decided the sixth. Breakout-If he still can't get life this time, he is willing to die first.
He and his people hurried forward in the dark, his ears were sizzling with jackals. Atas was originally a heroic dwarf prince, but now he looks like a desperate fugitive, with arrows and blades in him. There were indelible marks on his face and body. His armor was full of scars, and his hair was red with blood ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Even the right arm holding the war halberd was struck by a jackal attacker. Large pieces of meat.
But even so, Atas still completed the unachievable feat in this situation, he led the Greycastle dwarf to complete the breakout, and returned to the Northern Empire Sigh Fortress.
When the towering fortress showed its outline and gradually expanded in the rising sun, the pursuit of the jackal became more and more fierce, but in the end, they suddenly gave up and continued to chase, stopping on the low mountain still a distance away. The footsteps stopped, staring at the dwarf who had been struggling with a look of hostility and vicious eyes.
It seems that these jackals know what this fortress means, and they fear this place. Atas thought.
After finding that the jackal was not chasing, the dwarf prince adjusted his body to slow down, stopped and turned his head, holding the war halberd and said to the wolves, "Please ask the Northern Empire for help, we agree to join ..."
Before he could finish speaking, he passed out with overwhelmed body and a suddenly relaxed spirit.
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