The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 380 Siege of Anaheim

———Anaheim, City Wall
If there is any difference between the high elves and the dark elves, then the most obvious gap is estimated to be reflected in the numbers of both sides.

As a captive of the Slaanesh warband, Morathi possesses an evil magic that can increase the fertility of the elves, and all the offspring that can make the dark elves breed are multiple births.

Although this kind of evil chaos magic may cause children with distorted personalities or deformed development among the descendants of the dark elves, the number of Durucci is dozens of times that of Azul!
Because of this, although the dark elves are always defeated by the high elves due to various reasons, they can always recover quickly by virtue of their numerical advantage, and then launch a more rapid counterattack!
(To tell you the truth, I feel that GW’s fight scene is not as good as mine. No matter how good the fight is on the frontal battlefield, in the end, the main player will always be the one who wins the battle and turns the situation around.

PS: I'm talking about you, Tyrion! )
Rohan looked at the city wall of Anaheim which was close at hand with some emotion, and then used the 'smell of soul' to perceive the elf souls in the city exuding a seductive smell and said:

"The number of defenders in Anaheim is far inferior to that of my legion. No matter how you say it, the battle force is 2 vs. 5000. I have the advantage!"

"My lord, the artillery unit has begun to build trenches outside the city. May I ask what kind of combat method we should adopt?"

Looking at the tens of thousands of undead legions below, Dario couldn't help but flew behind Rohan and asked. After all, this was the first time Dario fought side by side with undead creatures.

The army under Rohan's command has always followed the elite route, and even the largest number of low-level soldiers are the Pendor Auxiliary Army who have received military training.

However, the combat effectiveness of the well-equipped Pendor Auxiliary Army is not weaker than that of the Chaos Warriors, so Rohan has always used the Pendor Auxiliary Army as a front-line human shield to delay time, rather than cheap cannon fodder to consume at will.

Where should such undead soldiers who don't need to worry about battle damage be placed?
"This is..."

Facing Dario's question, Rohan's handsome face under the helmet of dominance inevitably showed a hint of hesitation, obviously not knowing what to do.

After all, this is the first time he has put the undead he created into actual combat, and Rohan has never dealt with the lord of the vampire camp before, so he knows nothing about the combat methods of undead creatures.

It is undoubtedly unrealistic to expect a group of skeletons without siege equipment to break through the towering walls and strong gates of Anaheim!
After thinking for a long time, Luohan came up with a few solutions in his mind, so he tentatively asked Dario:

"How about... let them bring explosives to blow up the city wall, or let them rush in after the artillery blasts the city gate?"

"My lord, I advise you to think carefully about the time and cost of repairing the city wall. If the city wall cannot be repaired in a short period of time, in case the navy of Ulthuan launches a surprise attack during this period..."

After hearing Rohan's opinion, Dario couldn't help but shook his head and rejected the first proposal, but then made his own opinion on the second proposal:

"As for the second point, there should be a mage apprentice from Saffrey and a dragon prince from Caledor in the city of Anaheim. We can use the advantage of the undead army to force them out."

"It makes sense. The most important thing is to pick the hard bones first, and find a way to solve the threat of the mage apprentice and the dragon prince first!"

After hearing Dario's opinion, Rohan nodded in satisfaction, and then began to manipulate the skeleton army below to slowly move towards the city wall of Anaheim through telepathy.

At the same time, the artillery positions on the far side of the city wall have also been built, and then they began to spray fire snakes on the city gates of Anaheim in the distance:
boom boom-

Accompanied by a burst of gunpowder smoke, dozens of iron projectiles the size of a human head sprayed out from the polished and smooth bore of the cannon, and the runes embedded on the surface of the cannonball made it look like a blue shooting star across the sky!

"Look for cover!"

"This is a dwarven cannon. I have seen this weapon before. Everyone, hide behind the city wall!"

"What about our magic fort, we can't be beaten passively like this, is there any way to fight back?"

……

The elf warriors of Nagareth were obviously facing such a large-scale shell bombardment for the first time, and they all looked up in horror at the magic shells that were hitting them in the sky.

Some well-informed elves even recognized that these attacks launched by Drucci were very similar to the dwarf's artillery, so they even took a grudge against the dwarves who had never met before.

They had heard the dragon prince say that the dwarves had betrayed the high elves and made a despicable trade agreement with Drucci, and they were skeptical about it.

Now it seems that this is not just as simple as betrayal, even the gunpowder weapons that the dwarves regard as treasures have appeared in the hands of Drucci!
On the city wall, all the disciples of Master Safury from Ulthuan came late, and they said indignantly as they watched the shells constantly bombarding the city wall:

"I didn't expect those dwarves to seem to be pursuing promises and honors on the surface, but I didn't expect such ugly things to be written behind the scenes!"

"What happened to the Phoenix King's Court? Didn't it mean that Phoenix King Fenuba has a good relationship with the dwarves? Why did the dwarves suddenly fall to the side of the dark elves?"

"Don't jump to conclusions, maybe these dwarven weapons were obtained by Drucci through despicable means?"

……

The mage apprentices on the city wall talked a lot, and even many defenders around were attracted by this quarrel and joined in the cursing against the dwarves.

Ulthuan also bought some gunpowder weapons from the dwarves, but even the alchemists of Saffrey couldn't figure out how the weapons were made and produced.

(Aurora Technology, shocking)
In their view, Drucci under the leadership of the evil Witch King is an ignorant person who doesn't know how to produce, and doesn't know how to make such a complicated weapon that needs to be thought out.

Case solved, it must be a weapons showdown with Dwarf Aid!

However, if Erickson, who was far away on the other side of the world, heard the cursing of the elves present, he would definitely pick up his battle ax excitedly and fight desperately with these elves who slandered the honor of the dwarves.

However, the elves can't be blamed for this, after all, Ulthuan didn't know that the Cathay Empire existed on the other side of the world, so he could only blame the dwarves for all of this.

Shadow King Aris didn't care about the curses of the soldiers. He just silently watched the waves of shells hitting the gate of the enchanted city, and then said to the adjutant next to him:
"The city gate won't last long. Since our magic turret can't get close to the enemy's siege equipment, we should give priority to solving those undead puppets that are approaching the city wall, and try to use magic to solve the magic."

"The undead army has entered the range of our archers, don't we need our archers to shoot accurately?"

"No, the rumors about Rohan over the years have proved that he is not such a wasteful lord. He must have done so because these undead skeletons are not worth his pain."

Hearing the adjutant's question, the Shadow King just silently looked at the golden figure flying in the sky in the distance, and finally decisively rejected this request to waste arrows.

After all, he is also a battle-tested veteran, so he has already seen that Luohan's strategy is to consume him, so he decided to meet the enemy by consuming the wind of magic.

The magic system of the Warhammer world is somewhat different from other worlds. The mages of the enemy and the enemy actually share the wind of magic in an area.

If all the winds of magic near the battlefield are exhausted by the magic cast by both the enemy and the enemy, then neither side can use magic!

"Even undead creatures also need the wind of magic to drive them. As long as the wind of magic within the range is exhausted, these so-called undead will naturally only become skeletons that fall to the ground.

When the wind of magic subsides completely, all we need to face is Rohan and his Drucci lackeys. "

Aris calmly analyzed the current situation, and then analyzed the existing fortifications based on the existing intelligence and adjutants, and at the same time issued an order to start bombing the magic fort.

The Shadow King is not an elf lord who likes to be beaten passively, as long as he can seize the opportunity, he doesn't mind taking the initiative to attack!

... half an hour later

boom--

But with a harsh shattering sound, the solid city gate of Anaheim was finally shattered under the continuous bombardment of shells, and even the surrounding ground was piled up with steaming shells.

"I didn't expect that the gates of Anaheim would be so strong, even several cannons have been scrapped!"

Rohan looked at the several cannons on the artillery position that had melted due to overheating, and then summoned thousands of skeletons from the wasteland to fill the battle damage caused by Anaheim's counterattack.

He has not used spells that need to rely on the wind of magic for a long time, so he did not feel the wind of magic that is gradually drying up in the air, but ordered to the skeleton army:

"Attack Anaheim, kill every living thing you can perceive, even the earthworms in the soil will be split in half vertically by him, understand?"

Roar--

After receiving the Creator's order, the death knights and skeleton warriors all over the wasteland let out a long and sharp howl, and then rushed towards the gate of Anaheim.

Rumbling--

The black skeleton warriors were as vast as a gray ocean, and the overwhelming heavy footsteps made the Nagareth elf warriors on the city wall feel a burst of panic.

Didn't it mean that these undead creatures all exist by relying on the wind of magic? !

Why do they seem to be increasing in number? !
"Ha... ha... I'm exhausted..."

"It's Teclis, why are you here now?"

"Is there any mistake, do you expect me to be able to come here at a gallop as a person in a wheelchair?"

Under the worried and awkward eyes of the students, Teclis untied his trembling arms from the wheelchair, and asked with a pale face that was not inferior to the shadow king Aris:
"I can feel that the wind of magic in the air has weakened a lot. Who can tell me how the battle is going now?"

"It's too bad. Drucci's undead army is about to launch an attack, but the wind of magic in the air is almost exhausted. Now we can only hope for the dragon of His Excellency Kesiles."

Looking at this resourceful mage apprentice, Shadow King Aris rarely took the initiative to explain to the other party, obviously trusting this elf apprentice from Sapphire White Tower.

After all, not every mage apprentice can master and cast advanced magic at such a young age!

(With the help of the system's Luohan: Aqiu~)

"Undead creatures that can exist without relying on the wind of magic?"

Teclis was keenly aware of the core of the problem, and then he set his sights on the skeleton army that was about to approach the city wall outside, revealing a light of exploration belonging to a schoolmaster in his eyes.

However.Now he has no free time for him to explore, because the undead creatures have crossed the dilapidated city gate and collided with the spearmen who are waiting in full battle:

"For Asur!"

"For Nagareth, for Anaheim!"

Looking at the hideous undead skeleton warriors in front of them, the spearmen of Nagareth raised their sharp spears to the front, and then stabbed them fiercely!

Countless halberds shining with cold light pierced the dirty armor of the undead skeletons, and the broken ribs and arms were scattered all over the ground like scattered parts, but this did not stop the skeletons from charging at all.

While rusty tetanus blades and thin armor are clearly no match for elite Asur spearmen, the skeleton warriors are not alone:

Roar--

A death knight who was much taller than the skeleton warrior and the Azul elf suddenly rushed out from the sea of ​​bones. The sharp long knife in his hand directly slashed across the strong shield of the spearman at a weird arc angle, and then directly smashed the opponent's exposed knee. Together with the calf cut off.

"Ahhh... my legs!"

Blood spurted out from the spearman's wound in an instant, but just as he screamed, the long knife in the death knight's hand slashed fiercely upwards again!
puff-

This poor Asur spearman was instantly disembowelled by the death knight, and the internal organs and blood gushed out of his body, so that his whole body shriveled up instantly.

Seeing such a bloody scene, the surrounding spearmen were all scared back slightly, and even the formation gradually became a little fragmented.

The spear captain on the front line obviously also noticed the commotion caused by the death knight, so he raised his voice and shouted behind him:

"This is no longer an ordinary undead creature, you should quickly find a way to kill him!"

"Leave it to us."

Accompanied by a deep murmur, several nimble figures in gray robes quietly disappeared on the street, only the slight breeze blowing in the air proved their previous existence.

Shadowwalker, attack!

(End of this chapter)