The gray-colored dwarf chieftain resounded throughout the battlefield.
However, as the troop closed in, even the prison barbarian soldiers who supremely hated them could not refute.
The moment they captured Bloodhoof City, it would be as the other party said.
The gray-colored dwarf chieftain would become the only ruler.
The furious Sel Bloodhoof stood on a tall arrow tower while heavily armored wyverns guarded the sky surrounded.
There was not much fluctuation in his eyes as he looked at the scene of the city collapse.
"Have the troops gradually withdraw into the city and fight the gray-colored dwarves in the streets.
"We have to force the gray-colored dwarves to show their trump cards.
"This time, we won't care about the casualties.
"As long as we can obtain the final victory, any price will be worth it."
"Yes!"
The surrounding high-level heroes of Bloodhoof City responded in unison.
