The appearance of Duiga's squad immediately reversed the battlefield situation in the entire Ultratown Valley.

These little dwarfs have unimaginable agility and great power. The expanded muscles on their arms are as hard as rocks, and they are even more powerful when they swung the axe and hammer. An ordinary giant sickle hand can't stand such a hammer at all, and it will be dead when it falls on its head. Even if it can't hit the head, it will be a failure to break the leg on the spot. It will definitely not last a night.

The dwarves spread around at an extremely fast speed, and the giant scythe hand, which was originally like a steel forest, was easily killed.

The armor was too heavy, and the giant scythemen could not compare with the wandering Dwarf Duiga.

"Idiots! Remove all the heavy equipment for me and catch these little dwarfs!" The Count swung the whip and whipped the mercenaries beside him without any hesitation.

When the giant scythe hands heard this, they immediately removed their armor and shields.

The previous light infantry also took the opportunity to pick up the bargain and rushed up. However, before they got close, they were smashed back to grandma's house by the oncoming axe hammer. If they were wearing heavy armor, they might die if they were hit by the axe hammer. But if they were not protected by the armor, they would definitely die on the spot.

For a moment, the giant scythemen hesitated again.

The adjutant was smart and quickly made the giant scytheists form a formation. Although it was not as flexible as the Dwarf Duiga, with the advantage of numbers, he might be able to win a game back.

The effect was achieved quickly!

Seven or eight giant scythe hands stood in a row, leaning against each other on their backs, avoiding the unconscious ending of being secretly approached by the dwarves. However, such a large group soon became the prey of the elves' musket team.

No one could imagine such a scene. Two hundred beautiful elf girls were holding the Guli Fire Order, and the black gun chamber kept ejecting fire snakes. Every time a fire snake flashed, a giant scythe hand would fall to the ground. If it just turned soft and collapsed to the ground, it would be better. The key issue is that the power of the second generation of Guli Fire Order is too great. After the double blessing of the spiral pattern on the bullet and the wind magic array, just the remaining strength was enough to make these giant scythe hands wearing more than 100 pounds of heavy armor fly backwards by a full two-edge height!

This is really disappointing!

Faced with such a group of beautiful elves, a man often has only one result - incontinence. However, incontinence can also be divided into two types, one is excitement, and the other is caused by fear. Of course, these giant sickle players are naturally the last one.

They wanted to escape, but the heavy armor on their bodies made them move extremely slowly, and they could only be regarded as a target of guns in a miserable manner!

The Dwarf Duijia in the front row was like a beast that had entered the flock of sheep. Every time he swung the axe, it was accompanied by a harvest of life. The formation of the tornado mercenaries of tens of thousands of people spread on the wasteland was suppressed by these four or five hundred people, and there were signs of being constantly forced to shrink the defense line.

Seeing this scene, Kakarok jumped straight into a hurry.

But there is no way. Under the violent suppression of Duijia's team and the firepower of the Elf Musket Team, the heavy-mounted giant scythe hands are a group of slow-moving targets. They can move faster when they go into battle lightly, but they can't break through the defense line of the dwarves.

Just as Kakarok was hesitating about how to fight off the dwarves, the valley of Ultratown was in chaos again.

It turned out that the moment the flag of the Elf's Musket Team was lit out, the ogres and the centaurs knew that reinforcements had arrived. Although there were not many people, they were enough to arouse their courage to resist. This resistance didn't matter, causing the top of the Altlank Mountain, which was already unable to control the situation, to fall into chaos again.

Seven or eight ogres fought to the point of being injured, snatched weapons from the mercenaries, gritted their teeth and killed all directions.

As the saying goes, you are ruthless and afraid of losing your life.

In the eyes of the slaves, as long as they rushed down the hill and joined the Duyijia team, they would be saved this time. So each slave tried his best and wanted to grow one more pair of hands. With such a life-long battle, the Tornado Mercenary Group was timid, but was beaten to retreat step by step, and there was no chance of turning over.

Even the heavy-equipped giant scythe hand did not block the ogres' rush, and was knocked down from the top of the mountain.

It was too late to find Kakarok. The ogres and the centaurs had completely broken free from the defense line of the "tornado" and met with the dwarfs who suddenly appeared!

"Rog!"

Joan of Arc threw himself into Yang Dashuan's arms, his face full of tears.

"Why are you here?" Although Lao Yang was very excited, he still couldn't believe it. According to his original estimate, it would take at least one day to discover the situation here in the territory. But now Joan of Arc and Alice are actually appearing in front of him.

"We found something was wrong here. The fire was too small, and the sky was burning red. Sister Joan of Arc and I were not relieved, so we brought Duijia to patrol the Dwarf team and the Elf Don't Move the Musket Team to inspect." Alice looked relieved, but she still couldn't stop wiping her tears. "I didn't expect that if I really met you here, why were you trapped in the mountains? Who are these people? Are they all the men?"

"This is an advance army, the famous tornado mercenary group of Edfran's Principality. Speaking of which, he is still my brother-in-law!" Yang Dashuan grinned and laughed, saying that why he was ambushed while patrolling, how could he lead the slaves from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and how could he use these slaves to defend the Ultratown Valley and persist until here. Although he didn't say much, Yang Dashuan was told easily, but only the girls knew the danger. Even if there was a slight mistake in it, maybe the Yang Dashuan they saw now had turned into a cold corpse.

Duiga's Dwarfs quickly replaced the defensive line between the Centaurs and Ogres, and kept expanding outward without being pushed forward by the enemy.

This battle that lasted for a whole day, by now, the Tornado Mercenary Group had suffered numerous casualties. The 20,000 light cavalry and infantry had suffered heavy casualties. The number of mercenaries who could maintain combat effectiveness will definitely not exceed 5,000. The heavy-armed giant scythe who had just joined the battle in the early morning also suffered nearly a thousand casualties in just one hour!

This Altlank Valley is like a huge millstone, and all life will be ground into pieces without any mercy.

With the special terrain of the Ultratown Valley, ogres and centaurs blocked more than several times their number of enemies.

Looking at the natives who had already met, Kakarok's face turned blue with anger.

This is different from what I expected.

According to the previous thoughts of Lord Earl, the guy living in the wasteland was simply vulnerable. He sent 20,000 soldiers to attack mosquitoes by sending 20,000 soldiers, but he did not expect that in the battle of the Altlan Valley, the tornado mercenaries would almost be removed from the Principality of Edfran.

Kakarok was definitely unable to withstand this situation.

As long as you capture Yang Dashuan, just destroy this territory, capture the elves and girls in the territory... and sell them into the alliance, you can obtain a large amount of assets. It can be imagined that this asset must be quite generous, enough to form three mercenary groups of the size of "Tornado" by themselves!

With the last glimmer of hope, Kakarok launched the order for the last shock.

On the huge extinct wasteland, nearly 10,000 human soldiers were firmly blocked by about 300 Dwarves of Duijia and could not move forward any further. This line of defense composed of Dwarves of Duijia is like a forbidden area drawn by the god of death. Anyone who dares to step in will pay the price of his life.

This price is very painful.

More than two hundred elves gunmen also played a significant role in this battle. No matter how powerful the dwarves are, the number is there and they cannot defend all the defense lines at all. Not to mention facing mercenaries who are still several times more numerous than themselves.

The second-generation Guli Fire System has improved the defect of small power and long shooting intervals. They can easily break through armor made of three layers of fine iron from heavy-armored giant sickle hand, so that each bullet can take away a soul.

Compared to the dwarves, the constant sound of gunfire is the real soul reaper.

Another hour passed, and the dwarves had completely expanded their positions and forced the tornado mercenaries to the foot of the mountain.

"Roger, give it to me. This is what Master Duke asked me to give it to you. He said this thing was made exactly what you want!" Joan of Arc clapped his hands, and a dwarf who had not come to the front line carried a square wooden box.
Chapter completed!