"Woo —"
Military orders couldn't be disobeyed. When the bugle sounded once again, the Abyssal soldiers started charging. They raised their spears, and the soldiers in the rear unsheathed their scimitars. They looked at the motionless Caucasian Trolls in front of them and clenched their teeth as they charged forward!
"Flora, wear something warm."
Many turned around and saw the Empress behind him. He took out a thick woolen cloak from his Space Ring and gently draped it over her. Although the temperature inside the Rockhammer Keep was warm because of the lava, the temperature outside the Rockhammer Keep was still cold, unique to the snowy mountains. Although the Empress, who did not have the strong body of a high-grade professional, was wearing a long robe, Many could still feel her slightly trembling body.
Flora looked at Many carefully buttoning up her cloak. His movements were careful and serious. The Empress could not help but pull his arm. Without saying anything, she opened her arms and threw herself into Many's embrace.
Faced with the sudden hug, many people were slightly taken aback. Then, they sighed and lightly hugged the Empress.
"That's it. That's good."
Flora closed her eyes and did not say anything else. She was not tall, but she carefully felt the temperature. Her heart did not speed up like a normal girl, but was unusually calm.
"When this world shatters, I will defend the last piece of land with you, Your Majesty."
He gently kissed Flora's forehead. Many looked at the Empress, who was slowly leaving him. The latter's smile was warm and expectant. "I hope you do not go back on your words, my dear Count."
Then Flora added the words she had not said before in her heart. "Do not go back on your words, because you are my husband …"
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"Clang!"
Normally, the contact between metal and flesh would not make such a sound. But when the Caucasian Trolls and the Abyssal soldiers came into direct contact, all common sense was overthrown.
If there was anything that must be overthrown, it would be the seemingly cumbersome bodies of the Caucasian Trolls and their powerful and unparalleled attacks. It must be one of the things that the Abyssal soldiers found unbelievable. Because in the Abyssal Abyss, things with large bodies must be slow.
But at this moment, this "common sense" was mercilessly overthrown by the Gaugass Trolls.
The spears pierced the chests of the Gaugass Trolls, but they only left a shallow mark. Before the scimitars could hit the four-meter-tall Troll, steel claws the size of half their bodies swept horizontally, sending over six soldiers flying as if they were garbage!
The first soldier who was hit was smashed into smithereens. His arms, legs, and head fell to the ground. His intestines were scattered all over the head of the soldier behind him. The last soldier who was hit was sent flying as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer. His bones and tendons were broken!
There were a total of seven Caucasian Trolls in the first row. Gruul, Oditore's number one valiant general, did not use his usual steel claws. Instead, he wielded a huge meteor hammer!
This weapon was made by the dwarves on a whim. On an open battlefield with densely packed enemies, the meteor hammer might not be the best choice for an ordinary soldier. But for Gruul, who had the absolute advantage of height and strength beyond imagination, the power of this weapon was infinitely amplified!
The head with dense spikes was one meter in diameter and made of pure steel. The thick handle in his hand was less than two meters long and was linked by a pure mithril chain that flickered with silver light. The "Indestructible" magic array was engraved on it. Its cost was enough to buy seven or eight of Sirius' villas!
"Boom!"
The crowded enemies were hit by Gruul, who took a step back and swung the meteor hammer. At least a dozen figures appeared in the sky, and none of them had intact limbs!
Every attack of a meteor hammer killed at least ten people, and the Caucasian Trolls next to it were harvesting the lives of the soldiers in front of them every moment. In this narrow path that was easy to defend and hard to attack, just their first row made the Abyssal Race who were charging forward feel a terrifying pressure!
Why are these guys so fast?!
Why are their armors indestructible?!
This was what all the abyssal soldiers wanted to ask, but the Gaugass Trolls didn't give them time to think about it. As Gruul swung the Meteor Hammer in front of him and smashed one of them into mincemeat, the Gaugass Trolls behind him lowered their bodies and let out a roar.
"Kill!"
For the first time, Saint-reims' common language carried a murderous aura that humans could not have!
For the more than two thousand Abyssal soldiers who rushed to the Rockhammer Fort, today was the most terrifying nightmare they had ever experienced in their lives.
The originally bright sky seemed to be covered by something. When they looked up, they saw huge figures descending from the sky — and there was more than one …
The second row of Caucasian Trolls, who had not moved at all, suddenly jumped towards the sky. Wearing heavy armor, jumping more than six meters high was inconceivable no matter how one looked at it, but this impossible thing made the word "miracle" vividly reflect on the Caucasian Trolls' well-trained muscles.
Six Caucasian Trolls jumped directly from behind Gruul's row to the front, and their huge bodies, which even had steel armor on their soles, stepped into the dense formation of the Abyssal Army!
As if a large field of tomatoes had been crushed, the sound of flesh being crushed and broken made the entire front row of the Abyssal Army fall silent for a moment.
However, it was not these soldiers who had been scared silly that broke this silence, but the other Trolls who continued to jump forward and completely infiltrated the Abyssal Army!
It was a mess.
After about thirty Caucasian Trolls completely rushed into the dense formation, the entire front line of the Abyssal Race was completely chaotic — it seemed that within a minute, more than a hundred corpses had been crushed into a pool of blood and flesh. In the end, every time Gruul waved his meteor hammer, a large number of soldiers would fly off the cliff that was thousands of meters high like baseball balls. Even more Trolls no longer used the steel claws on their palms, but simply used their arms that were as thick as an ordinary person's waist to "sweep" all the short people in front of them to the other side of the cliff!
No one could stop them!
This was an extremely terrifying way of fighting. It was like a group of heavily armed soldiers bullying kindergarten children. From beginning to end, not a single scimitar or sword could pierce the armor of the Caucasian Trolls!
From height, strength, weight, to weapons and armor, the Caucasian Trolls had the capital to fight against a hundred people, not just because of their violent fighting style and physique.
In an hour, nearly half of the 2,700 Abyssal Army soldiers were slaughtered by the Caucasian Trolls without knowing the specific situation in front of them!
More than a thousand soldiers were crushed into slag by these war machines, and at least three hundred were directly sent flying off the cliff and turned into meat patties. Some of the soldiers who were not afraid of death wanted to push the Caucasian Trolls down the cliff together, but it was in vain to find that even if ten of them pushed the Caucasian Trolls down the cliff together, they would not be able to stop the Caucasian Trolls from suddenly raising their arms …
Because countless soldiers who wanted to do so became kites flying in the sky.
"Boom!"
The sound of iron armor shattering was like a scream that made people's teeth go soft. Finally, the remaining soldiers finally stopped moving forward. The so-called attack completely collapsed because of the existence of more than thirty Caucasian Trolls.
On a mountain road down the mountain, 2,700 people faced 32 Caucasian Trolls, but the result was more than a thousand Abyssal Soldiers were killed or injured, and they were defeated.
The dwarves were collectively silent.