"Cannon, hurry up, prepare the cannon!" Ke Mo ordered at the top of his lungs. There were not many troops left here, and without the fire support of the cannons, it would be difficult to withstand the attack of the goblins.

This magic just now was a long-established slam, destroying half of the cannons, and the remaining half survived because they had not been pulled into the cannon position.

A crisp sound came from the middle of the mountain with gunpowders. The sound of muskets sounded like fairy music at this moment. Teams of goblins fell down in the gunfire. With the support of muskets, the infantry at the foot of the mountain finally blocked this sudden attack. The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, and it was difficult to decide the winner.

But more goblins rushed out of their positions like a blowout. They dragged all kinds of large weapons and quickly pulled them to the front of the front line and began to set up. Together with these goblins were some shaman wizards wearing wolf skins and bark masks. These wizards raised their hands to the sky one by one, and the energy shining with strange green light surrounded them like a halo.

"This is the last killer move?!" Ke Mo finally came to his senses. Although there were not many troops stationed in the high ground, the combat power of the goblins was really not enough. The infantry on the front line was not forced to retreat under the attack of more than three times their goblins, but instead had the advantage. As long as they could suppress the enemy's long-range troops and break the magic of those shamans, the coalition forces could withstand this raid.

"Everyone, go and help the artillery set up cannons. Magicians, don't worry about anything else, protect the cannons!"

There are more than a dozen cannons. As long as the artillery cannons can be set up for a short period of time, and the range, lethality and accuracy are far better than the opponent's cannons and the enemy's shooting, then the chance of winning will be great.

In addition, his situation was not that bad. In addition to the infantry responsible for defense at the foot of the mountain, there were at least four troops in the rear. After a brief chaos, the troops were ready and ready to attack at any time. There was even an elite soldier composed of dismounted knights. In addition, he also had a general reserve team-although he wanted to reinforce the Tulans immediately, reason told him that it was unwise to do so. The enemy might have a backhand, especially the battle on the north shore. Although the coalition had the advantage, although the Green Skin was oppressed and kept retreating, and the terrifying giant beasts were forced to retreat to a corner, there was still some time before victory. Considering the methods just now, caution was necessary.

It was already noon, but the fierce battle between the two sides was in full swing.

The boss of the Blood Flag stood a slightly higher place, watching the battle in the distance.

At this time, thin green smoke was permeating the entire battlefield. It was one of the side effects of more than twenty goblin shamans casting spells. Their magic was repeatedly attacking the human defense line, but every time a gap was made, the reserve team behind would replenish. At the same time, the human magician used all their remaining power to interfere. A considerable number of goblin shamans' magicians failed to succeed, or even worse - two shamans turned themselves into pieces due to the failure of casting spells.

The failure of the raid in the previous Gangpu car had a major impact. The goblins who lacked assault power could not break through the enemy's defense line. The previous fanaticism and confidence in victory had been replaced by fatigue and hopelessness. Now, their attacks are no longer full of aggressiveness, wild and violent, but have become mechanically numb. They are just launching collective suicide attacks on the defense line where the spears and swords and shields cooperate with each other. Magic support has also decreased, deserters have appeared in the army, and many goblins seem to have no hope for attacking the enemy's defense line.

But beside the Blood Flag Boss, the goblins were all full of vitality and were clamoring with confidence. On the one hand, their long-range weapons had begun to be set up and gradually entered into battle. On the other hand, they knew that it was not all their force that was fighting in front. The Blood Flag Boss also had very powerful troops on standby in the rear. Even the shaman was actually hiding more than half. The orc shaman had not even shown his face.

"Boss, let all the shamans go up!" A goblin jumped in front of the boss, proposing with no big or small.

"I'm talking too much, I'm watching!" The Blood Flag boss kicked the talkative guy away and continued to observe the front line. But the goblins around him were making a big noise. From time to time, a goblin tried to mobilize the troops under the orders of the Blood Flag boss. However, they all failed.

"Tarus!" The boss of the Blood Flag called his subordinates, "Whoever shouted this ball game again, you will cut me off!"

"I understand, boss!" Tarus replied. Since he was defeated by the Blood Flag Boss, this black orc has become the most obedient and capable subordinate of the Blood Flag Boss. He held his serrated axe in his hand, and his fierce eyes looked around the goblins around. The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and all the goblins who could not control their mouths tiptoed down their heads to pretend to be good.

"Damn! What are those guys doing?" The boss of Blood Flag cursed. Several clever guys looked along the boss's sight and saw a large group of goblins gathering together at a distance from the front line.

"Boss, that's an internal strife!" A boy explained. After looking closely, the Blood Flag Boss immediately understood that this was because the goblins in this army began to quarrel over trivial matters and fought.

"This bastard used his stinky feet to step on my favorite boots. I need to educate this mess well!" From a distance, you can hear a small leader making a high notation that is eighty degrees higher than normal, even on the noisy battlefield.

All the green skins, including the little boss and the goblins, secretly kept themselves away from the boss. The anger in the boss's eyes was not a joke.

"Brother Mao's father!" Tarus also cursed. "Boss, let my boy go! Just one boy is fine! They know how to make those miscellaneous obedient!"

"Okay, hurry up!" Boss of Blood Flag could still control his anger.

Tarus immediately summoned a black orc. Five minutes later, the black orc rushed to the group of green-skinned teams that were still in constant internal strife. Just like what Tarus said, the black orc immediately used his personal courage - a machete - to suppress the internal strife. Then he led the troops to restore order to rush towards the human front. With the support of this new force, the green-skinned offensive immediately recovered. Some goblins who had just fled the battlefield turned around and killed them again.

This battle was a simple and cruel war of attrition. Humans and Green Skin were the same. One soldier fell down and another soldier made up. One army was destroyed and another army made up. Midlands were continuous on the hillside, but a large group of goblin archers still had their colors. Their poisonous arrows caused a considerable degree of damage. Green Skin's magic was gradually decreasing, but human magicians were also unable to fight back.

The goblins' crossbows and catapults gradually entered the battle. With heavy firepower support, the goblins on the front line had a great advantage and launched repeated charges continuously. The boss of the Blood Flag noticed that there were already pedestrian knights wearing full armor in the enemy's battle line.

Generally speaking, knights can exert their maximum combat effectiveness on the horse, and walking knights are a last resort. This means that the opponent has no reserve troops, at least there are not many reserve troops. Green skins are also unable to get it. Now there are more goblins who are fleeing the battlefield than fighting fiercely on the front line.

"Call all the remaining goblins to me!" Boss of the Blood Flag finally ordered! "Also, let the shamans use magic!"

If Ke Mo could see the rear of the Greenskin army at this time, his face would be full of anger and astonishment. Because Greenskin dug a large trench that was neither deep nor shallow. Under the cover of other Greenskin queues and flags, there were a group of large-scale, well-equipped black orcs who could fight and carry the most. There were at least fifty shamans of orcs and goblins.

Hearing the boss's orders, the shamans began to perform magic. They began to dance a dance that seemed extremely ridiculous to humans, with all kinds of treacherous amulets and totem tokens worn on their bodies swaying back and forth, clattering.

"Boys! Come on me all! Stamp them! Waaaaagh!" The blood flag boss roared. Then all the goblin troops that had not yet been dispatched screamed and began to charge.

A series of shells fell among the charge of the goblins. The iron shells swept through the dense formation of green skins, killing hundreds of unlucky goblins in an instant. This sudden blow made the entire goblin army stunned, and the morale just now disappeared without a trace.

The cannon was finally in place! Ke Mo, who was standing at the top of the high ground, finally breathed a sigh of relief. Under the cover of muskets, the infantry finally barely resisted the opponent's attack. But now, the situation is different. A round of volleys shocked the main force of the Green Skin.

On high ground, the cannon has a longer range, better hit and greater deterrence.

The two cannons that did not participate in the volley fire also opened fire. Their target was a goblin crossbow. Two solid shells immediately removed the crude machinery that was too close to it, and then smashed the operator into green mud.

"Continue to open fire! Deal with those war machinery first." He ordered the gunners to start cleaning the barrel in an orderly manner, place gunpowder again and fill in the shells. The magic raid before Greenskin could not succeed. Even if a new shaman emerges from Greenskin, the human magicians will use all their strength to protect the cannon.

The second round of artillery fire caused great results. At least eight catapults or crossbows were broken. Some operators screamed and fled backwards. All the goblins were shaken, and they began to retreat, and they were about to turn into a collapse.

But in the Greenskin's position, a terrifying howl suddenly came, and a bright green flash appeared above the Greenskin's army, suspended in the air. Then, a flash burst out, and a sharp horn sound seemed to come from the sky, resounding throughout the battlefield. The instincts born for fighting were awakened in an instant, and the craze and bloodthirsty fanaticism once again rushed in the blood flowing under the green skin. Amid the terrifying sharp howls after another, all the Greenskin couldn't help but shout, responding to the call from the depths of the soul.

“Waaaaagh!”

Human cannons responded louder, and the roaring cannonballs flew away, hitting the goblins' troops, and the wreckage of the goblins flew everywhere with each sound of cannons.

But this time the goblins were not defeated. Death and corpses could only make the goblins' fanatical nerves even more excited. The goblins and their companions crossed the bodies of their companions, and they didn't even look at them. Now the only thing they saw was their old enemy in Henggu in the front line.
Chapter completed!