The barrel clearly did not contain wine.
With the command of the frontline Commander, the wooden tubes cradled in the Dwarf Soldiers' arms suddenly spurted out thick streams of liquid!
Before the running slave Ratmen could realize what was happening, the oil that rained from the sky had turned into fire dragons ablaze!
"Ah—!"
Piercing screams echoed across the entire battlefield as the Ratmen slaves doused in flaming oil turned into balls of fire, darting chaotically through the tunnels, completely losing their sense of direction.
The Clan Ratmen standing in the ranks also showed faces of terror, fearing being caught by the wildly scurrying fireballs and flames, they were the first to flee towards the rear.
The Ratmen's formation was in complete disarray, some crashed towards the other end of the tunnel, while others slammed into the Dwarf phalanxes.
The Dwarves at the front line slammed their shields onto the ground, forming an unbreakable shield wall.
