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The shield bearers were not all standing together; they were divided into several square formations of hundreds to thousands of men.

Each square formation is equipped with nearly the same number of mages.

Behind the shieldmen and mages, three teams of a thousand men, pushing three hundred crossbows, advanced slowly on the complex ground.

Among these three thousand men, only one thousand were crossbowmen, and the rest were armed with spears and shields. If they encountered a road surface that the crossbows could not cross, they would lift the crossbows.

There is also a part of the family, each of whom carries a crossbow of the same size and length as a javelin, and they are considered logistical troops.

Marching side by side with the crossbowmen were rows of men armed with spears mixed with hand crossbows.

Above these teams, there were a small number of flying races. Each of them was lightly equipped and scattered around, mainly to guard against possible ambushes by dwarves along the way.

At the end of the team, many beasts trained by the clans, under the command of some intelligent clans, carried huge quantities of various resources.

Among them were rations for each clan, replacement weapons, extra arrows and protective gear, and some resources looted from the Dwarven Plains cities.

The ambush they had imagined did not happen. It was probably because they saw the various clansmen flying in the air, which made them realize that an ambush was impossible.

Even when they spent most of the day advancing to the Valley City, where the dwarven commerce and agriculture were most prosperous, the dwarves there were nowhere to be seen.

"They knew they couldn't win, so they simply gave up the two cities and prepared to fight to the death on Lonely Mountain!"

The gods flew high in the sky above the Valley City, looking at the empty city and the endless fields surrounding it.

Not finding any trace of the dwarves, everyone stopped moving forward.

The resources that the dwarves did not have time to take away became everyone's lunch ingredients and spoils of war.

It only took one day, and even with the river transportation, the dwarves only took away a small amount of resources when they went upstream.

Lonely Mountain is not very high, and the dwarves have hollowed out the mountain, so the city wall was built halfway up the mountain, less than five meters from the ground.

However, Lonely Mountain is dangerous enough. There is only one mountain within hundreds of miles around it. The endless plains and wide views are enough for the dwarves to show off their long-range weapons.

As the coalition of gods approached, the dwarf horns were blown in the distance.

There was no need for communication. The hatred for the massacre of hundreds of thousands of their tribesmen was enough to make the two sides fight to the death.

This time, the dwarves had the advantage of terrain and were in a commanding position, and with their advanced weapons, the coalition of gods stopped ten miles across the Lonely Mountain.

Looking at the undulating mountains, the middle area opposite being hollowed out, and the rest being a natural fortress filled with huge rocks, everyone was shocked for a moment.

Although everyone had taken the test several times, this kind of battlefield with hundreds of thousands of people, which was known as the most brutal siege, was obviously the first time for everyone.

"How about it? Just rush forward?"

Zhang He no longer has any family members. As a solitary god, he is a little puzzled as to why everyone stops here.

"That previous battle went well!"

It seems that the experience of conquering the dwarf city before made him feel that he can do the same now.

"There are more than 300,000 dwarves in the entire Lonely Mountain. Not counting the old and weak, there are at least 200,000 third-level and above combat forces. Even if there are 300,000 pigs, can you kill them all in one day?"

Guo Wenbin spoke up, trying to dissuade the other party from thinking this.

"We have hundreds of thousands of followers, right? If we divide them up, it will only take two or three people for each person!"

At this time, Guo Wenbin wondered why the other party was so reckless.

Although Gushan is quite large, its length is only two kilometers. Even if it is circled, the area it covers is less than six kilometers.

At a distance of 6,000 meters, even if all the family members stood there, they could only accommodate at most 10,000 people if they squeezed together.

But once the war breaks out, it is naturally impossible to crowd in so densely and make the enemy a sitting duck.

What's more, the hole opened by the dwarves in the middle of the Lonely Mountain was just a two-kilometer wall.

So in reality, for each attack, at most a thousand people can approach at the same time, which is already the limit.

"Let's go and try first to see how many high-end combat forces they have. If they don't have as many as us, this battle will still have to be fought!"

After briefly explaining some basic common sense, when everyone seemed to understand but not quite, Guo Wenbin asked everyone to give it a try.

There is nothing that can be done about this. Judging from the combat power on the cards, the clan coalition is obviously no match for the dwarves.

The variable here is naturally the true forms of their twenty gods, if there is no opponent with equal combat power to them.

This seemingly impregnable mountain castle of the dwarves would surely be razed to the ground under their attack.

But if there is an opponent, then it becomes a different story.

"Hoohoo! Hoohoo!"

However, before the gods could get close enough, they threw attacks condensed by faith from a distance, and long arrows flew out from the Dwarf Mountains, spinning behind them.

Some of them collided with the attacks from the gods and exploded directly in the air, while others directly roared towards the gods.

"bump!"

Guo Wenbin stretched out his hand and directly grasped a special crossbow arrow that was spinning and flying away from the side.

I found that behind it were several rotating iron sheets made of special materials.

"This kind of crossbow is really a perfect match for resisting a rain of arrows!"

There were other gods nearby who blocked these spinning crossbow arrows, and they could see at a glance the tremendous effect of these things.

In this case, long-range attacks are useless, and those who want to attack Lonely Mountain have to fight in close combat. However, the dwarves' crossbows are ready on the city walls, and the situation is very serious.

"Haha, if this is the only solution they have, then it's really simple."

Guo Wenbin asked everyone to attack a few more times, and each time the dwarfs used this method to intercept the attack halfway instead of sending out experts to fight.

After a few times, he gradually had new ideas in his mind.

"Oh! Have you come up with a good idea?"

Hearing this, many people gathered around, and it was obvious that they had no other solution for the time being.

"The mountain range is so long, and the dwarves have only opened a small gap. Can we help open more?"

As soon as he said this, many gods came back to their senses. They were temporarily confined to attacking Lonely Mountain, but they forgot that since the mountain was completely hollowed out by the enemy, they naturally did not need to enter through the main gate.

"Haha, the dwarves never thought that our ability to destroy houses would be better than theirs."

Once this kind of thing starts, everyone's thoughts become clear instantly.

For the purpose of experimenting, Zhang He first flew to the top of Lonely Mountain, a place that the dwarves could not see from inside.

(End of this chapter)