The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 378 Sending Troops to Anaheim
——— Broken Shore, Fortress of Desolation
As a battleground for Naggaroth's military strategists from north to south, the role of Fortress of Desolation is to guard this long and narrow ancient road between the wild mountains and the broken coast.

It is precisely because the strategic location of Desolation Fortress is very important that His Majesty the Witch King entrusted the duty of guarding this important fortress and the surrounding land to the incompetent but loyal Asharion.

It's just that although Aisha Leon can faithfully carry out the orders of His Majesty the Witch King, his soldiers and nobles don't think so:

"Ah~ It's another gloomy sky. It looks like today will be another ordinary day."

"Have you heard that our clumsy lord was appointed by His Majesty the Witch King to be the commander of the commander's side, and is now recruiting new soldiers in Naggarond!"

"I've also heard the news. I didn't expect that useless guy Aisha Leon to be the commander-in-chief of the legion. This is really the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life."

……

This dilapidated fortress that had been besieged by the high elves had now returned to its former strength. The purchased brand new ballista and the tall and straight Drucci soldiers were waiting on the city wall.

Several local nobles who were in charge of guarding the city gate were teasing each other about their lords. From their words, it was not difficult to know that Ai Charion had no power over these rebellious Drucci nobles.

After all, it is difficult to have both loyalty and ability. Otherwise, the defenders of Desolate Fortress, which had solid fortifications, would not have almost fallen because of the siege of a young Flame Sun Dragon and thousands of high elves.

Moreover, the shadow fighters from Anaheim no longer dared to harass the border frequently due to the previous war, which also caused the defenders of the Desolate Fortress to gradually relax their minds.

After all, there are wars every year, and they have solid city defenses, so they won't worry about a surprise attack from Anaheim, which is now defenseless.

Just as several Durucci nobles were leaning against the city wall and chatting, a black sharp crossbowman on the sentry tower suddenly poked his head out of the wall and shouted at the restless defenders below :

"A large number of unidentified troops and war monsters appeared in the north. The armor on their bodies resembles the silver guards of Ulthuan. Get ready for ground-to-air battles!"

"There are a lot of flying dragons in the sky, hurry up and finish loading the ballista!"

"Hasn't Anaheim's guarding force been exhausted in the previous war? Why dare to provoke a war when the Shadow King is injured?"

……

Hearing the roar from the sentinel, the defenders of the Desolate Fortress immediately came to their senses from their laxity. The powerful mobility of the elves far surpassing that of humans was clearly revealed at this moment, and all Drucci quickly returned to their combat positions.

Although Aisha Leon's performance in governing the territory was a bit mediocre, the army he trained strictly complied with the requirements of His Majesty the Witch King:
Dozens of Reaper ballistas equipped with scattered projectiles were pushed up the city wall by the defenders. Archers with repeating crossbows and well-trained fear spearmen had already set up positions in the city, looking towards the horizon with killing intent in their eyes.

From afar, Desolate Fortress is as indestructible as a great wall made of steel!
In Naggaroth, most dreadlords prefer to recruit dark swordsmen who are skilled in combat, and admire their brutality and efficiency in hand-to-hand combat.

Although these impatient warriors occasionally lose control on the battlefield and hunt down fleeing enemies, their superb sword skills and cruel personality more than make up for these shortcomings.

But the Dreadspearmen of Desolate Fortress were not as reckless and out of control as those comrades.

Ashalion's rigorous training has smoothed their impatience, making them able to suppress the desire to kill in their hearts even when facing enemies fleeing in all directions, licking their lips and sticking to their posts.

"Army from the north... Could it be that Asur's army has already broken through the defense of the Black Ark fleet and landed on the Broken Coast?"

Seeing the silver-armored army gradually approaching the Fortress of Desolation in the distance, the nobleman Drucci on the city wall couldn't help turning the mace in his hand, looking at the dozens of silver dragons in the sky in confusion.

According to the news from Naggarond, the Fallen Heart family has assembled several large-scale Black Ark fleets and sailed away from Karond Karl, and has arrived in the waters near Anaheim at this moment.

Unless Ulthuan completely gave up the coastal defense of the outer ring, it would be impossible to break through such a large Black Ark fleet, right?

Just as this nobleman Drucci was looking at the dragons flying in the sky and was puzzled, a very familiar flag suddenly appeared in his field of vision, making him murmur subconsciously:

"That's... the Black Dragon Flag?"

"And it's still a black dragon flag with a red background bearing the seal of His Majesty the Witch King. It seems that a certain fear lord and his army who are going to carry out activities in the south are passing by, right?"

"Don't let your guard down, I'll check their identities, you keep fighting!"

After a short thought, a bold Drucci nobleman turned over and jumped on his mount Cold One, and then ran towards the army outside the city with a few dark riders.

……10 minutes later

"It turned out to be the honorable Lord Rohan. I didn't expect that we would meet again. Please let us do what the landlord wants!"

"You look familiar, have I met you before?"

"It seems that you have forgotten that I am a local nobleman in Desolation Fortress. Thanks to your help, I was able to save this city from being slaughtered by the Shadow King."

Located in a low-lying place on the Broken Coast, Noble Drucci ignored the guarded Silver Mist warriors, and came to Rohan holding a sword hilt excitedly and asked:

"Many lands in the south have been occupied by Azul. Would you mind telling me why you went to the south? Maybe Desolation Fortress can provide you with some necessary assistance?"

His worries were not groundless. After all, the shadow fighters and shadow walkers under the shadow king were best at sneak attacks like the despicable ratmen, which resulted in a large number of non-combat attrition.

As a high-quality seaport, Anaheim has also been coveted by countless fear lords, and even sent large-scale troops to conquer several times.

Since the Shadow King was severely injured in the abdomen by the "Black Magic Shadow Warrior" taught by Rohan to His Majesty the Witch King in the previous war, many fear lords came up with the idea of ​​"I can do it myself".

They can't beat the Shadow King, but they still have the courage to attack Anaheim when the Shadow King is seriously injured, and it's big!

But as more and more skinned bodies of Drucci were found in the desert outside Anaheim, and even the bodies of the Dreadlords were found in their own camps, the lords gradually dismissed this idea.

Now the entire south of the Desolate Fortress is almost completely reduced to the forbidden area of ​​Drucci, so this local nobleman will take the initiative to ask Rohan why he went to the south.

In his opinion, Rohan and his army are likely to be the vanguard sent by His Majesty the Witch King to the south, and the Fortress of Desolation can provide the other party with some logistical materials and intelligence information.

After all, no matter in the past or the present, the "first comers" will receive the most generous rewards from generals and monarchs, and even class leaps are not a dream.

However, Luo Han's ambition is not limited to the mere 'first achievement', what he wants is the whole of Anaheim!

Looking at the local noble in front of him who had fought against Anaheim's shadow fighters many times, Rohan lowered his head and thought for a moment before saying:

"Well... It's okay to tell you, my army and I are going to attack Anaheim first, and take the city before other coalition forces arrive, so I really need your intelligence support."

"You intend to attack Anaheim before the war begins? Are you sure?"

Hearing that Rohan's target was actually Anaheim, the smiles on the faces of the local nobles immediately froze, and then they secretly began to regret that they had made the promise hastily.

You must know that Anaheim is a large city in the true sense. As the only city of the high elves in the territory of the dark elves, the Shadow King has already built it into a strong war fortress.

Before meeting Luo Han, he had roughly counted the total number of troops under his command, which was only about [-].

With such a small number of soldiers wanting to fight Anaheim, it is simply beyond their control!

Luo Han could see the concerns of this local nobleman at a glance, but he didn't explain anything about it, but patted the other party's shoulder and said earnestly:
"Don't worry, I won't ask Desolate Fortress to send troops to Anaheim with me. You just need to tell me the information about Anaheim, and the rest is none of your business."

Hearing this, the local nobleman couldn't help but flash a gleam of joy in his eyes, so he readily told all the information he knew:
"If that's all it is, it's really not a big deal:

We actually don’t know the specific city defense situation of Anaheim, because the shadow and scout cavalry we sent had been easily dealt with by the shadow walkers under the shadow king before they approached Anaheim.

However, since the Shadow King's injury has not yet healed, most of the rangers who wandered in the wasteland have returned to Anaheim to assist in the city defense, so the threat outside the city has been reduced a lot.

But because of this, the city of Anaheim has gathered thousands of archers and shadow warriors with excellent archery skills, and there are also a large number of spearmen and militiamen to assist in the defense. It can be said that it is impenetrable! "

Speaking of this, the local nobleman couldn't help swallowing in worry, and after seeing the expression of no hesitation on Luohan's face, he continued to introduce:

"Don't take it lightly. According to the news that our scouts risked their lives to bring back some time ago, a dragon prince from Caledon has come to Anaheim, and a team of apprentice mages from Sapphire are studying Shadow King. His injuries can be said to be heavily guarded!"

"Oh?"

Hearing the news about the dragon and the mage, a look of surprise flashed across Luohan's originally calm face. Obviously, such information had exceeded his expectations.

Although it sounded like only a giant dragon and its pendant and a team of fledgling apprentices came, Rohan did not dare to underestimate the top combat power from Ulthuan.

Because whether it is the Dragon Prince or Saffry's apprentice group, they are all terrifying existences that can exert great power on a large-scale battlefield, and can even rewrite the outcome of a war at a critical moment!

If it weren't for the information from the local nobles, I'm afraid that the first kill of the dragon's breath and the apprentice's magic alone would be enough to cause heavy losses to the unprepared him!
Thinking of this, Luo Han looked at the nobleman in front of him with a more amiable look, and then he directly took out a small box of gold bars from the space and handed him a thank you:
"Thank you. The information you told us is very important to us. If you don't mind, please accept this gift as a thank you."

"You are really too generous. If your army needs any supplies in the future, you can send someone to find me in Desolation Fortress. I will prepare the best military supplies for you!"

The local nobleman opened the box curiously and glanced at it, then decisively closed the box and pretended to be casually hugging it in his arms, with a flattering smile gradually filling his face.

Is there anything more beautiful than this when you can get a small prize for business affairs?

"There is no need for military supplies. Your intelligence is completely worth the price. Good luck."

Rohan waved his hand indifferently, then flapped his wings and came over the Silver Mist Legion, which was standing by, and shouted in a voice full of divine power:
"Full speed ahead, be sure to arrive outside Anaheim tomorrow morning!"

"Druchi!"

Accompanied by the shouts of the Silver Mist fighters, the fighters who were still on foot immediately began to trot, and began to move quickly along the coastline in the direction of Anaheim.

And Rohan looked at the Silver Mist fighters who were speeding up below with some dissatisfaction, and then said to Dario who was accompanying the flight next to him:

"This speed is still too slow. If we can successfully take down Anaheim, then we will build a railway track from Grand City to Anaheim at that time, and try to compress the travel time within three days."

"Understood, I will let the little devil prepare the materials needed to build the rails in advance, and start construction immediately after the war is over!"

———Broken Shore, Anaheim
"What a terrible black magic this is. His Excellency Aris's wounds are festering. Even life-type magic can't stop the rate of corrosion. It seems that the evil Witch King's magic has improved again."

"That's right, although life-type magic can delay this festering, the wound will deteriorate again after a short while, just like chaos corrosion!"

"But the wound didn't have traces similar to the wind of magic. Instead, it was more like some kind of poison or festering physically. What's going on?"

……

In the towering marble palace of Anaheim, several mage apprentices wearing the Crown of Sapphire were discussing with each other, obviously clueless about the current injury of the Shadow King.

This was the first time they had come to a place far from Ulthuan to perform a mission, but they did not expect to encounter such a difficult situation.

One of the apprentices helplessly turned his gaze to the feminine elf who was frowning and thinking on the seat in the distance, looked at the other's pale face and asked for help:

"Tegris, what do you think?"

(End of this chapter)