Chapter 394: One Incompetent General Tires Out Three Armies

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Stones were thrown out one after another, smashing out clouds of blood. The goblins entangled with the gray dwarves were smashed into pieces. The gray dwarves in armor were not much better either. , there are many people with broken limbs, broken heads and bleeding.

"Ogres, attack!" Metal armor is not afraid of sharp weapons, but it cannot withstand attacks from blunt weapons. These ogres, who are over ten feet tall, use the same type of weapons: iron rods and maces.

There was nothing fancy. Twenty ogres lined up in a row, huge iron rods and maces dancing horizontally. Gray dwarves were injured when they touched and died when they were next to each other. Goblins retreated to the side one after another, and some even Some cannot control themselves and eat on the spot.

Goblins are similar to ogres. They have a wide range of food judgments. Even if their own kind dies, they can be used as food. The hell kobolds are not particularly good-looking. These goblins are really not that easy to use. He didn't have time to summon the kobold army, and he didn't want to use them at all.

Suddenly, a fire not far away quickly approached, and with roars, another group of gray dwarves appeared. The hell kobolds were slightly doubtful, how were they exposed? Is this gray dwarf tribe really so well-trained?

Goblins' minds are not very good, but that is in normal times. They are still very difficult to deal with in battle. They are fierce and tough and are not afraid of death. When they found that the weapons in their hands could not hurt the gray dwarves, they immediately changed their strategies. Use the most original method, wrestling!

Two or three goblins clung to the gray dwarf's hands and feet, and the remaining goblins attacked the throat and eyes that were not protected by armor. Even if their bodies were pierced, they still clung to the gray dwarf's hands.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~" There were three consecutive sounds, and the black wooden staff in the hand of the black-robed gray dwarf fired three huge fireballs, forcefully knocking back the three ogres in front of him. The ogre's magic resistance was pretty good, and he blocked it with the iron rod and mace in his hand, which did not cause fatal damage.

The hell kobold became interested, "A gray dwarf who can perform magic is interesting."

The gray dwarves were cursed by the giants and could not develop real extraordinary power in this world, so when they suddenly saw a gray dwarf who could cast bloodthirsty and fireball spells, the hell kobolds would be so curious. I felt that this gray dwarf tribe was a bit strange. It's not simple.

But now is not the time to study these. After defeating them completely, just pry open their mouths. For now, it is better to save the situation. Once all these goblins are dead, who will carry the equipment for themselves?

You mean storage bag? Sorry, kobolds have no magic power and can't use that stuff. Their race is not that noble, and they can only be regarded as cannon fodder in hell. Throughout history, it seems that kobolds have never thought of powerful nobles. Their bloodline and wisdom limit their upper limit.

"It's really excellent.

It's a pity that people who are too smart are difficult to control. "Hell kobolds don't like smart people, especially smart subordinates. With a slight bow of his body, he was instantly in front of the man in black cloak, and his sharp claws fiercely grabbed him with the sound of howling wind.

"Zi~" Amidst the harsh sound, cracks appeared in a black translucent defensive barrier. The man in black cloak held his wooden staff high, and black magic poured in crazily to keep the barrier from being destroyed.

"Interesting little guy, whose disciple are you?" The hell kobold saw that this gray dwarf was not a magician, but a disciple of the devil. He used the power of the devil through some special means, but the breath of the devil was Not one I am familiar with.

In other words, someone is poaching on the hunting grounds of the hell lord they believe in?

The man in the black cloak clenched his teeth and said nothing, trying hard to maintain the output of magic power. Suddenly, the luster on the black wooden staff receded little by little, and the black translucent barrier began to fluctuate slightly.

"No!" The man in black cloak wailed, his eyes suddenly turned to the brightly lit stronghold, making noises from east to west? It turned out that they really made an attack in the east, but this west was not the base camp. Instead, they mobilized themselves and others to sneak attack the camp.

"Haha, it seems that the power provided by your master is not endless." The hell kobold kicked the black cloaked man away, swayed and rushed into the gray dwarf camp, and dealt with it with the strength of a first-order powerhouse. Some junior and intermediate warriors who cannot use fighting spirit will naturally end up being killed instantly.

The steel armor and the weapon lineup were all illusions under the huge power gap. The gray dwarves were immediately killed and defeated. The morale of the goblins who were originally at a disadvantage immediately soared and they attacked even more crazily.

Every time the crazy Goblin killed a gray dwarf, he immediately stripped off the weapons and armor from the corpse to arm himself. Soon, the scale of victory completely tilted towards the kobold coalition. The man in black cloak got up, turned around and headed towards He ran towards the brightly lit stronghold, leaving all the elite guards and gray dwarf warriors behind.

There is only one thing on his mind! Why was that magic weapon suddenly out of contact? Why did my own magic source suddenly fail? The gray dwarves are restricted by the curse and are unable to produce extraordinary powers such as fighting spirit and magic power. They can only rely on the power of their bodies to struggle in this world. The adult left a glimmer of hope for them more than a hundred years ago, and it was this glimmer of hope that maintained their development and growth. But now there is a problem with the magic weapon left by the adult, which is absolutely fatal.

Magical weapons cannot be lost, even if it is just a Horcrux, it is very important. This is the source of power for these envoys to sacrifice.

After taking advantage of the situation and stealing most of the food, Little Will sacrificed the strange magic weapon and took Nicole, Xiao Luo and Gru into the underground passage leading to the base camp of the gray dwarves.

Under the Eye of Identification, nothing can escape, even the perfectly disguised secret passage is no exception.

The base camp of the gray dwarves is very well managed. The ground is full of dangers and strict defenses. The underground passage is winding and difficult to find. There are also forks and traps. Only by walking on the right road can you reach the base camp. There are at least three sentries along the way. Little Will also relies on the invisibility cloak, the Eye of Identification and the tracking technique to pass through safely. It is basically impossible for the army to pass quietly.

Once the army is discovered when passing, the gray dwarves have countless ways to give them a head-on blow. The underground passage is the home court of the gray dwarves.

After the magic weapon was sacrificed by Little Will, the black cloaked man lost the ability to cast spells, and the spells cast on the gray dwarves also became invalid, but the side effects began to erupt. The butcher was already at a disadvantage, and now he was sore and weak all over. He became the target of slaughter in the blink of an eye.

The man in the black cloak looked at the oncoming high-level gray dwarf warrior and roared loudly: "We fell into the trap. The enemy sneaked into the camp and destroyed the holy artifact. Retreat!"

Morale is sometimes so magical. The gray dwarves who were rushing to the battlefield with high morale immediately became defeated and lost dogs when they heard that the holy artifact was destroyed and they had to retreat. They were chased by a group of goblins they looked down on. The hell kobolds followed behind with a smile, killing the gray dwarf warriors one by one without rushing.

Every time a gray dwarf was killed, he would throw it to the goblins around him, asking them to strip off their equipment and then share it. The other gray dwarves were terrified and fled faster, while the goblins and ogres were all excited and howling. The formation was no longer important. The most important thing was to snatch the spoils.

And where are the most spoils? Not the battlefield, but the enemy's lair! Anyone with a little bit of brains knows this, and they don't know that this is just a small stronghold, not a tribe. In their minds, breaking through the enemy's nest and enjoying the cubs there is the most delicious.

From encountering the enemy, taking the initiative to attack, taking advantage, being evenly matched, and finally being defeated because of the sudden loss of the ability to cast spells, the black cloaked man perfectly interprets what it means that one general is incompetent and exhausts the three armies. He is just a demon believer who can cast spells, or a messenger, a gray dwarf who uses demon magic to cast spells. Because of this qualification, he has obtained a high position, but he is just a spellcaster after all, not a qualified general.

It's not that he has not led the gray dwarf warriors to hunt, but can the prey be compared with the troops? Maybe he just doesn't know how to fight against the wind, and this is exactly the most fatal.

Step by step, he drove the black cloaked man to the stronghold, watched him escape into a secret room, and entered a secret passage. The hell dog head man only then became serious and commanded his men to capture all the remaining gray dwarves alive, deprived them of their weapons and armor, and imprisoned them as spare food.

Food, weapons, armor, and various daily necessities were all gathered in the square. Ogres were sent to guard the entrance to the secret passage while the goblin team was armed. However, there were less than 200 goblins left who could fight, which made the hell kobolds very unhappy.

The sneak attack turned into an encounter, which was really...