The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 226 Ace Combat
It's a pity that even though the Boyer nobles and Cossack warriors resisted desperately, they couldn't resist such a large number of Khorne Minotaurs.

All the Cossack warriors fell in a pool of blood, and the Minotaurs continued to eat their flesh and blood, desecrating the corpses of these heroic warriors.

"Ha... ha... It seems that my mission has been completed..."

After stabbing the fourth Minotaur, Noble Boyer finally had his arm chopped off by a Minotaur due to excessive blood loss, and was then grabbed.

Watching the gate of the second transfer station at the rear gradually closing, a smile appeared on the face of Noble Boyer. It seems that the shooting army and artillery have successfully retreated.

Seeing that the prey in his hand dared to look left and right, the Minotaur angrily crushed the ribs of Noble Boyer, and then pushed it to his mouth.

Looking at the bloody mouth that was close at hand, the corner of Noble Boyer's mouth kept oozing blood. The stench made his head swell, and he couldn't help but smiled bitterly and whispered:

"Choke on my bones, you monster!"

Moo!
On the castle of the second transfer station, the fighters of Kislev watched in horror at the gluttonous feast of the Minotaur in the distance, their eyes filled with blood.

Just now, they witnessed the annihilation of the soldiers at the first transfer station, and even the corpses were devoured by the Minotaur, and they couldn't even leave the whole body for cremation.

On the city wall, Peter slowly loosened his grip on the stone bricks of the city wall, and shouted to the gunners on the dwarf tower in the distance:

"Give me concentrated firepower to cover the second transfer station, and we must never let such a tragedy happen again!"

"As ordered!"

The tall towers on both sides of Karlsbridge aimed their cannons at the Minotaurs who were about to attack the second transfer station, ready to fire at any time.

Frankly speaking, the sacrifice of the first transfer station is not worthwhile. After all, Prager's defenders are already at a disadvantage, and they should rely on their geographical advantage to consume the enemy.

Fortunately, the sacrifices of these soldiers were not in vain. They used their lives to cover the retreating shooting army and artillery, and successfully strengthened the defense of the second transfer station.

"Sukhabuli, let me put those minotaurs into the range, I want them to spit out everything they eat, and let the dwarves deal with those flying things!"

The nobles on the castle stared fixedly at the demon army preparing to launch an attack in the distance, as well as the angry chaotic demons in the sky.

Obviously, the fall of the first transfer station has greatly increased the confidence of the Chaos Lord, and now he is ready to attack across the board:

"Blood Sacrifice to the Blood God! Skull Sacrificing the Skull Seat! Go!"

Thousands of Chaos Warriors armed with blasphemous battle axes and shields frantically poured into the first transfer station. The narrow terrain forced them to crowd each other, carrying long ladders towards the second transfer station.

Due to Prager's unique terrain advantages, the Chaos Invasions of all dynasties were unable to use large siege equipment, and could only use long ladders for ant attachment like this.

"Fire!"

With the orders of the chiefs, hundreds of brand-new muskets produced by the empire Nun began to exert their power.

Accompanied by a burst of gunpowder smoke, countless lead bullets flew out of the barrel, easily piercing through the shields of the Khorne warriors, and deeply embedded in the skin of these heavily armored warriors.

Some Khorne warriors who were shot in the vitals fell down on the spot. They wailed and covered their wounds. The instinctive fear caused the blessing of Khorne to slowly disappear from them.

Compared with the Minotaur, although they sacrificed their souls as humans, they could not change the frailty of their bodies after all.

Compared with the Chaos Warriors, the experience of the Minotaurs was even more miserable. Iron shells with a diameter of tens of centimeters could easily penetrate their bodies.

The blessing of Khorne can indeed make them immune to some physical attacks, but even bloodthirsty monsters can't withstand heavy artillery salvos, let alone them?

Hundreds of Chaos Warriors and a dozen Minotaurs fell in a pool of blood, but more Chaos troops stepped on their corpses and climbed long ladders on the city wall continuously.

Looking at the Chaos Warriors who had already begun to attack the city wall, Sigurd nodded in satisfaction, and then ordered the Chaos Wrath Demon in the air:
"Go and deal with those musketeers, this kind of despicable weapon used by cowards can't please the blood god at all, they must pay the price!"

quack-

The fury monster that was enough to cover the sky began to pounce on the second transfer station, and its sharp and hoarse cry made all human beings frown.

Although these evil creatures that build their lairs on the Chaos Wasteland are very weak, they are often the deadliest when they swarm!
These despicable and hateful creatures have no so-called sense of shame at all. Even with the blessing from Khorne, these little guys still have difficulty changing their nature of loving sneak attacks.

Although the small and sharp thin claws are difficult to cause serious damage to the heavy infantry, but with their own flexibility and quantity, they are enough to cause headaches for the Cossack fighters.

"The angry monster is attacking! The Cossack shooter is ready to shoot!"

Relying on the long-range advantage of all members holding bows, thousands of hunting bows aimed at the sky, and began to vent Kislev's angry arrow rain.

Just kidding, in order to be able to resist Sigurd's invasion, Prager bought a large number of shortbows for hunting from all over Kislev, enough for many conscripts to have a hand!
Although these hunting bows are not very powerful, it is still easy to deal with these weak angry monsters who have no armor and can only fight with their base instincts.

quack--

However, Chaos Wrath Monsters are not vegetarians. They are good at retreating with one blow, and they have extremely strong reflexes and flexibility. Avoiding these arrows is as easy as drinking water for them.

Looking at these slow-moving arrows, disdain and pride flashed in the eyes of the angry monsters, and they flapped their wings to avoid the rain of arrows, while not forgetting to taunt.

It's a pity that the furious monster charging forward can dodge the arrows with its flexible body, but the companion behind whose eyesight is blocked is not so lucky:
A series of screams came from behind the angry monsters, and the iron arrows easily tore through their fragile wing membranes, and they fell towards the ground one after another.

"Hmph~ After all, they are just a group of beasts, they don't even know how to coordinate at the most basic level... prepare for close combat!"

Looking at the group of angry monsters approaching in the sky, Noble Boyer took out two battle axes and prepared to fight these angry monsters hand-to-hand.

woohoo-

Just when the Nu Yao flew to the sky above the second transfer station, and was about to dive down on the Cossack fighters below, there was a sudden burst of buzzing in the distance, diverting their attention:
A dark blue dwarf helicopter began to rise slowly from the city of Prager, and the rapid-fire guns located under the fuselage were already aimed at them!

"Go to hell! You bastards of chaos!"

Seeing that these chaotic wrath monsters had been taken into their hearts, the corners of the mouths of the dwarf drivers under their bushy beards began to rise wildly, and they pulled the triggers in their hands one after another.

(End of this chapter)