Warhammer Fantasy: I Have Total War System

Twenty-eight dimensional stone flamethrowers lined up at the end of the V-shaped array, their copper nozzles aimed at the saber-toothed tiger horde that was constantly charging towards them from the slope.

At Li Lin's command, eerie, dark green flames erupted simultaneously, converging in the air to form a scorching tornado that swept over the horde of beasts.

The results far exceeded expectations.

These saber-toothed tigers, capable of shattering the internal organs and bones of heavily armored soldiers with sheer physical impact, were like the Chocolat that was put into Ryoko's mouth. Li Lin didn't even see what happened before they were all turned into charred corpses on the ground.

Even saber-toothed beasts that weren't directly burned had thick fur that would ignite at the slightest spark.

They let out desperate roars, rolling backward with unquenchable dimensional stone flames, igniting their nearby companions as well.

The towering green flames quickly spread among the beasts.

At this moment, a pillar of fire that burned through the beast horde on the right flank struck a group of Yu Yong soldiers who were desperately trying to squeeze in.

The group was instantly destroyed upon contact, their armor and bodies turning into charred corpses in an instant, while the undying flames of the dimensional stone on their bodies continued to spread outwards.

The flamethrower operators on the entire right flank stopped almost simultaneously.

Their fear and guilt were evident even through their gas masks.

"Keep spraying, don't stop!"

Li Lin's amplified voice came directly from inside the Si Nan truck, showing no emotional fluctuation whatsoever, as calm as a rock.

No one moved.

He walked up to the fire-breathing woman who had made a mistake, ripped off her mask, and stared at her.

She was a young girl, around twenty-two or twenty-three years old, with red-rimmed eyes and trembling lips.

"Why are you disobeying military orders?"

"I...I burned one of my own people..."

"If you had accidentally burned at most twenty or so people to death," Li Lin said coldly, "the time you hesitated caused at least two or three hundred deaths. Don't you feel any remorse for that?"

He turned around and raised his voice: "Listen up, everyone. Those deserters are completely terrified. They're not human anymore, they're just air. If they can buy us strategic space, great. If not, there's no need to care."

"Think about it, this is the last line of defense. Between your loved ones and those cannibalistic monsters, there is only one group of true subjects of the Dragon Emperor."

"That's us!"

"We must hold this place! At any cost!"

"Even if I'm condemned by a thousand men, I'll die a thousand deaths!"

He looked down at the girl who had stopped firing. She wiped her charred face, her eyes regaining their resolve. She put her gas mask back on and began refueling her flamethrower.

Li Lin nodded: "Continue! Fire!"

After a brief interlude, flames erupted again from the right wing.

The sea of ​​fire engulfed the beast horde once more.

When the flamethrower troops ran out of fuel in the first round, Li Lin immediately moved them into Yi Ge's workshop and replaced them with a second batch of flamethrower operators who were already armed inside.

While changing players, he carefully tallied the results on the system's large map.

About seven or eight soldiers of the saber-toothed tiger herd were burned to death. About three hundred saber-toothed tigers lay dead on the slope, their charred bodies piled together, and the air was filled with the stench of burnt fur.

Not far down the slope, stone horned beasts, cavalrymen of the mongrel, a large herd of saber-toothed tigers, and blood vultures began to gather.

Clearly, what we just saw was merely a probe by the enemy; the real battle was just beginning.

The second batch of flamethrower operators consisted of only six people.

The team leader informed Li Lin that the workshop could only produce a maximum of thirty-four dimensional flamethrowers, as the rats had already been burned to ashes.

However, there is plenty of fuel; according to Yi Ge, burning enough fuel to fill the entire stadium is not a problem.

Li Lin couldn't help but wonder where she got so many dimensional stones.

No sooner had the replacements been made than the cannibals launched their second wave of attacks.

This time, the enemy dispatched a large number of air units, nearly twenty squadrons, with almost a thousand blood vultures with wingspans of over three meters, which swooped straight towards Li Lin's troops.

Black wings form the night, blotting out the sun.

Driven by sheer visual spectacle, the morale of all the troops plummeted. Before even engaging the enemy, their morale had dwindled to just over thirty percent, almost the same level as when they suffered heavy losses from the Zombie Beasts.

Some deserters who were being forcibly reorganized under the swords of their own commanders collapsed almost instantly. Others, whose morale was not up to par, saw their morale plummet to negative fifty or sixty, and many were driven to madness on the spot by fear.

It's all messed up.

It's just a blood vulture; someone who didn't know better would think it was twenty short-man bombers. That would be a scene where you should be making a will.

Li Lin immediately ordered the fire-breathing troops to cease fire, and then took all six men and the Jade Warrior crossbowmen into the Dragon Palace to prevent them from being beheaded.

Because the outer layer of the Dragon Palace was already overcrowded, he had to move this group of people into the inner layer, where they were squeezed together with the mountains of gold and equipment.

It seems we will have to find a way to expand the interior space of the Dragon Palace in the future.

As the hunters' marked targets disappeared from sight, the blood vultures circled above the battlefield for a moment before turning their attention to the hundreds of fresh corpses lying on the ground, and the terrified deserters from the Saurian army.

In the blink of an eye, the flock of vultures swooped down on the crowd like bombers.

On the large map, Li Lin saw the enemy's red soldier markers like a raging torrent, instantly covering the crowded friendly soldier markers.

Nearly a thousand bloodthirsty birds of prey, each with sharp talons and hooked beaks, could tear apart the torso of a heavily armored soldier in an instant.

The blood, struggles, and screams of the deserters were deafening, causing the morale of Li Lin's peasant spearmen, who were also engaged in a fierce battle with the diving blood vultures, to drop by another seven or eight points, with their average morale now below twenty.

If it weren't for Li Lin's 12-point morale aura, they probably would have collapsed immediately.

Damn it! A bunch of useless trash!

Not only did he run away, but he also dragged his allies down with him?

I really want to kill all these wasteful bastards who squander food and military supplies!

They liked to shout and yell, so we cut off all their heads and piled them up to see if they could still make a sound!

Li Lin was suddenly filled with violent thoughts, but fortunately, a burning sensation came from the dragon pattern on his chest, which snapped him back to his senses.

Chaotic corruption is truly everywhere; he was only slightly annoyed just now, and he almost fell victim to it!

"Crossbowmen, prepare to fire!"

After the spearmen dealt with the blood vultures in the position, Li Lin summoned the Jade Warrior crossbowmen again and ordered them to fire directly at the swarm of blood vultures that were pouncing on the deserters.

These battle-hardened and loyal crossbowmen did not hesitate at all.

At Li Lin's command, a barrage of armor-piercing crossbow bolts rained down on the blood vultures that were circling low in the sky, greedy for flesh and blood.

Each round of shooting can reliably kill seventy or eighty Blood Vultures, erasing two unit cards from the map.

The number of deserters who were mistakenly killed was almost as many as the Blood Vultures.

Li Lin glanced at the rapidly increasing friendly damage numbers, completely unconcerned.

In any case, the morale of these deserters had already been reduced to negative numbers by the "horror aura" of the cannibalistic army.

They couldn't even force them to fight to the death. Killing them is fine; keeping them alive is pointless.

Yi Ge's voice came from beside me, his tone equally calm: "Young Master, the fortress has sent forty-seven communication requests."

"I won't answer," Li Lin replied decisively.

He knew exactly what those communication requests were trying to say.

It's nothing more than someone in the rear watching their troops perish and becoming furious, threatening him to stop accidentally harming friendly forces.

But those people didn't stand here, and they didn't see the densely packed enemy troops pressing up from below the slope.

They don't have to bear any pressure, and they don't need to worry about what to do if they fail to take this opportunity to annihilate the enemy air force and then face the risk of decapitation strikes on our long-range mission.

They can simply stand on their moral high ground and criticize to their heart's content.

It happened so fast, it was almost instantaneous.

The large number of enemy soldiers gathered below the slope moved.

A deafening roar, the howling of a sandstorm, and a mountain-like figure appeared in everyone's sight.

The stone-horned beast, feeding on iron ore mountains and with fangs reaching for the sky, charged towards Li Lin's box formation like a moving mountain.

A single kick from it is enough to wipe out a hundred-man infantry unit; no matter how high the attack and defense are stacked, it's useless.

What's more, this terrifying behemoth was followed by twenty hordes of Zombietooth Beast cavalry.

Despair spread in everyone's heart.

Witnessing the charge of a colossal beast is enough to cause permanent damage to the spirit of insignificant humans.

Nobody thought they would survive.

Most people have given up thinking and giving up fear.

The soul is dead; only the body remains, standing there blankly, holding the spear.

At this darkest hour, a figure silently slipped out of the formation.

Li Lin rode a horse with his eyes covered, his mouth stuffed, and fed with Boiling Blood Powder, charging alone towards the mountain beast.