Real elves vs fake elves

"Do you still have the honor and sense of responsibility that you should have as the highest executive officer of a city and the official king of a royal court in the past?"

From being weak at the beginning to being a little angry at the end, Eric was really a little frightened. He had no idea why this woman had become like this. Where did the woman who could play back and forth with Lord Aenarion and even make the king helpless go?

The purity of this woman is still too low.

The scolding was not without effect. Mirada obviously took it to heart. After a moment's silence, she chose to apologize.

"I'm sorry. Although I don't want to admit it, my emotions did cloud my judgment. I won't fail in my duty again."

Hearing this, Eric finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as there are no problems at the decision-making level, there will be room for defense of the city.

In this way, orders were issued from the decision-making bodies, and teams went directly to their combat posts after simple preparations.

The sealed horrific war machines were pulled onto the city walls by docile herbivorous beasts, the long-forgotten magic arrays were reactivated after overhaul, and bundles of arrows and crossbow shells were transported to the city defenders' bases as if they were endless. The mobilized people worked hard to produce war materials.

The entire Val Iron City seemed to have turned into a ruthless war machine, running at a terrifying speed.

Shortly after nightfall, rangers in groups of three or four began to report to the army. After a period of rest, they would be engaged in super professional tasks such as reconnaissance, sabotage, and assassination.

The arrival of the rangers also brought a piece of news that was not sure whether it was good or bad, but it was definitely explosive enough.

"Val Iron City is the main attacking party confirmed by the Wilderness Clan.

Towards? I thought we were just one of many targets..."

Eric grinned. He had thought that he was well prepared, but after hearing the news, all his careful preparations suddenly became like a joke.

If this is the main attack direction, then can a mere Val Iron City be able to withstand this terrifying flood of monsters?

"We will definitely not let the Phoenix King down. The will of the Vaal warriors is as strong as steel. Unless the last Vaal falls, the enemy will never be able to step foot in this steel city!"

The words were so powerful that even Eric couldn't help but admire them a little.

It can only be said that it was worthy of being the most powerful royal court back then. This group of iron-blooded female warriors could have been the best force to restore the elves to their former glory, but their future was ruined by palace fighting.

The time of preparation passed slowly in this intense preparation. While preparing for battle, the warriors of Val always kept their spirits in the best condition. Various weapons were carefully maintained to ensure that all zero points were in the best condition.

Thus, after four days, the monster army finally appeared on the horizon of Val Iron City.

"Is this... the monster army of the wild race?"

On the observation tower on the city wall, Eric looked at the army of monsters. Even though he could be considered a veteran, he still felt a sense of fear.

But... the number of these monsters is really too large.

"I never had a clear idea of ​​the number of 20 in the intelligence. Now after seeing these, I finally understand what a terrifying scale is."

If the horizon is a line with no end in sight, then the monster army of Meisfield has filled up this almost infinite horizon.

The Goblin Frenzy naturally has this number and scale, but the goblins and monsters give people a completely different feeling. Substituting here, the sense of oppression given by the monster army is definitely not comparable to the goblin army.

This will be a horrific bloody battle.

Chapter 19: The Secret Weapon of the Wilderness

The artillery roared and arrows covered the sky.

The flying beast soared in the sky, swooping down from time to time to instantly take the lives of a few unlucky people.

The huge and clumsy living war machines trudged through the mud and various obstacles with difficulty, and moved forward firmly and almost unstoppably in the face of the terrifying amount of ammunition of the Val Iron City Defense Force. From time to time, a few living war machines wailed and fell, but soon more living machines replaced them.

Obviously, after possessing a lot of technology, Meisfield did much more than Oak.

But the advantage in ground combat cannot be converted into advantage in air combat. Meisfield looked at the giant eagle soaring in the sky, frowned and fell into deep thought.

Turning his head and looking at his deputy, Meisfield tried to make his tone sound mature and stern.

"What about the wyverns and cockatrices? Aren't you going to deal with those giant eagles in the sky?"

The deputy was troubled when he heard this: "Sir, all the flying beasts have been used up. The third wave you sent out just now is the last batch."

While complaining, the adjutant was still muttering in his heart.

I have never seen such a weird commander who would deploy a huge amount of troops in an inexplicable place. No one knows why, as if he was just trying to prove himself.

They will also be hesitant at critical moments, and always do not want to invest too much energy to solve a problem at one time, and they even call it "using the best steel on the blade."

The result was that the air battle, which could have been won by sending out all the flying beasts, was divided into three waves by him.

Creatures like wyverns and cockatrices are originally about as likely to outnumber giant eagles as they are 40:60, and this idiot actually wanted to win with a similar number. He is simply wishful thinking.

However, the adjutant only thought about these words in his mind. He definitely didn't have the courage to say them out loud.

"Well...please ask the High Priestess of Fuyu to come over."

Although he didn't know what his general meant, the adjutant still followed the order.

Not long after, a hunched-backed high priestess who looked like she was an unknown age walked into the temporary command center.

As the name suggests, the High Priestess of Rotten Woman is like an old woman whose body has begun to rot due to her age. The fact that she can move freely and even nimbly is in stark contrast to her terrifying old age and the aura of decay that she exudes, which is totally unreasonable.

"High Priest."

Mei Sifeld saluted, even if he was at the peak of his power, he would not dare to do evil to the three great priests. It was as if even if he knew that the Dark Moon High Priest had been imprisoned by the other two, he would not dare to disrespect him in the slightest.

"Please use the rotten dragon. We need it to clear the sky and bring down true punishment on these heretics."

The high priestess of the rotten woman neither agreed nor refused when she heard this. She just looked at Meisfield with her cloudy eyes, and only after she made this handsome guy feel creepy, did she speak.

"Do you think it's time to send out the rotten dragon?"

Meisfield: "Of course. We need your great power. If necessary, the rotten dragon will turn this city into boiling hot molten iron like steel entering a blast furnace."

"The dragon is a mortal completely

Something beyond measure."

"Indeed." The High Priestess of the Rotten Woman replied indifferently, without any beginning or end. It was unclear which of the other party's words she agreed with. "It will take me some time to summon the rotten dragon. During this time, please wait patiently."

After she finished speaking, the Rotten Old Woman High Priest turned around and left with a hunched back.

Looking at the hunched back, Meisfield frowned and said nothing, but eventually he turned his head to look at the already intense battlefield and didn't say much.

The fighting on the front battlefield was extremely brutal, and the monsters' lives were disappearing rapidly every moment, but Meisfield didn't care about this at all. Moreover, this brutal siege was more like a bait. What he needed was to attract the attention of the Phoenix Court defenders and provide cover for the Deep Clan who were digging holes.

It would be great if he could take down the city head-on, but it doesn't matter if he can't, as he has plenty of means and methods.

At this moment, inside the Iron City of Val, a group of leading figures are gathered in the temporary command center. The pressure of the battlefield is a little greater for them.

Eric: "Losern sent over a lot of relevant information. The army has already set out and is expected to arrive the day after tomorrow morning."

"The dragon went to support another battlefield. It has been confirmed that the Great Priest of Evil Root, one of the three great priests of the Wilderness, is in that battlefield. The Great Priest of Evil Root can summon a huge forest incarnation, which is a terrifying monster twice as tall as a giant. Some ignorant people call it a demigod walking on land. This kind of monster needs a giant dragon, which is also a giant beast, to deal with it."

"In addition, the corresponding information of the three great priests has also been sent over. These three high priests are not only powerful spellcasters, they also have terrifying companion beasts. This is the most important guarantee for the Wilderness Ethnic Group to survive in the tyranny of the wilderness and gain a place in this living forest."

"Among them, the High Priest of Evil Roots has already said that his companion beast is the incarnation of the forest. This beast itself has infinite brute force and the ability to regenerate rapidly. It is also a powerful spellcaster who is no weaker than the High Priest of Evil Roots. The most difficult of its abilities is to animate an entire forest, turning it into a terrifying army that sweeps away all enemies in the forest like a tide."

"Again, the companion beast of the High Priestess of Corruption is a rotten dragon. This is a monster that fell into the Savage Tyranny after death and merged with the amazing magical energy emitted by this living forest. In front of it was a powerful Yaoxing Dragon, and after its death, it became even more powerful after mixing with the power of the Savage Tyranny."

"Finally, there is the High Priestess of Dark Moon. Her companion beast... that shouldn't really be called a beast. Anyone who has seen her companion beast will die. And this companion beast is the legendary Red Moon of the Netherworld. She can guide the Red Moon of the Netherworld into the human world."

To put it simply, each of them has their own strengths, each has their own unique secrets, and the secret weapon, the Red Moon of the Netherworld, can give the Phoenix King's Court an unexpected surprise!

"I have a question." Miranda said, "Since everyone who has seen the companion beast of the Dark Moon High Priestess is dead... then who spread the news that her companion beast is the Red Moon of the Netherworld?"

"It can't be her, can it?"

Eric: "..."

He wanted to ask this question, too! But after Neroth gave him a look that said, "Don't ask about Aenarion," he didn't have the courage to ask any more.

"Maybe it's some secret channel..." Eric hesitated and directly evaded the question. "Anyway, we must make sure there are no high priests in our direction, otherwise we will definitely not be able to stop the enemies in this direction."

Chapter 20 The Dilemma of Fighting on Two Fronts

The terrifying army of the Wild Ones is divided into two groups, advancing towards Lothern in a mutually supportive manner. Before reaching the city, the two armies will converge at one place, using a pincer attack to finally deal a fatal blow to the elves of the Phoenix Court.

Meisfield's vision is a beautiful one, a bubbling one.

Aenarion looked at this tactical summary and found it baffling.

Is this how you use the pincer attack?

Aren't you afraid of being defeated one by one by me? !

Therefore, on another battlefield, the elves on the defensive watched a horrifying scene that they would never forget in their lives.

Two huge monsters, towering over the sky, were fighting for their lives right in front of them. The two beasts were of similar size and strength, and the impact of their brute force alone could cause drastic changes in the surrounding terrain. When they used their special abilities, they could cause permanent and irreversible changes to the environment here.

It was as if the never-extinguished wall of fire at the Lava Pass was caused by the dragon's roar. And now the two monsters fighting each other possessed this level of terrifying power.

boom! ! !

Wherever the Yaoxing Dragon's claws passed, the forest incarnation's limbs flew everywhere, but before these broken limbs hit the ground, new limbs grew out of the forest incarnation's body.

boom! ! !

The forest incarnation tried to beat the Star Dragon like a human, but the seemingly powerful attack could not even penetrate the Star Dragon's scales and skin.

Apart from magic, it is difficult for this forest incarnation to cause effective damage to the Star Dragon through physical means.

Likewise, Yaoxinglong's physical attack, although it looks amazing, is actually completely useless.

The super-speed regeneration of the forest incarnation is completely unreasonable. There is no law of energy conservation at all. Its regeneration speed has not changed at all from beginning to end.

, are all incredibly fast.

"How...are we going to fight a monster of this level?!"

An elf soldier said in a trembling voice, and it was obvious that he was extremely frightened, but no one would accuse him of fear and cowardice at this moment.

After all, they are not even the modern army with advanced weapons in monster movies. Anyone would have a mental breakdown if they were given a wooden stick inlaid with broken iron pieces and asked to stab a monster of this level.

So in a certain game, the goblins who were howling and charging at the big demon with ridiculously simple weapons, and the Jade Brave Halberd and Imperial Halberd that they could knock down the big demon with a wooden pole inlaid with iron plates, were not just extremely outrageous.

Reality is not a game, and Aenarion certainly wouldn't let his soldiers try to poke the behemoth with the iron sheet on the wooden pole. The wooden pole is used to fight cavalry, and fighting monsters is outrageous enough, but being able to fight against behemoths... probably only in games.

"All long-range projectile weapons should be equipped with rocket heads, and they should be concentrated and fired at the Forest Incarnation. This thing has too many hairs and is weak in fire. It cannot withstand the rocket fire and will be defeated soon. It will either be killed by Indrognir or escape."

"No matter what the result is, it means that this army of monsters has been seriously damaged. I will then go to support another place."

Aenarion had come here on his dragon in order to resolve the battle in this place quickly, and to resolve this massive invasion by defeating them one by one.

But he didn't expect that the enemies fell in large numbers without him making any move.

Watching Indragnir slaughtering everyone, watching the seemingly endless army of monsters and the living forest turned into charcoal under the dragon's roar, Aenarion felt that he had to re-evaluate the dragon's fighting power.

This thing looks like it can only be considered T1 level in a one-on-one fight. It has no special abilities and is just a plain numerical monster. If it encounters a mechanical monster, it is bound to be defeated.

But this strategic ability is really not to be underestimated...

You want those mechanical monsters to deal with an army of this size? I'm afraid they will be overwhelmed in an instant and eventually chopped into pieces.

But the dragon dealt with this kind of situation just like cleaning the floor. There was no difference between sweeping away such a huge army and sweeping away dust.

"If my enemy possessed a dragon, it would be an unimaginable and horrific scene."

Aenarion sighed, frowning as he thought of his men being chased by the dragon like chickens. He was even more worried about the high priestess who could summon dragons and went to another battlefield.

"End the battle here as soon as possible. I need to support Val Iron City."

"We need support! Val Iron City is under attack by a giant dragon!!!"

The huge and solid wall always gave people an absolute sense of security. It had previously proved its importance by taking countless lives of the monster army. But this insurmountable wall was useless against the dragon's breath.

An entire section of the city wall collapsed like magma, and then the melted hot liquid slowly but unstoppably submerged everything in its path. Many elves who failed to escape were instantly swallowed up by the hot liquid, without even having time to call for help or wail.

A tall defense tower was hit head-on by the dragon's breath. Miranda watched helplessly as the defense tower slowly collapsed like burnt candy. The exquisite decorations, white walls, and archers inside were instantly transformed into disgusting black thick liquid, which eroded towards the surroundings.

"All the crossbow guns and archers should be equipped with armor-piercing arrows! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!"

Completely disregarding her personal comfort, Miranda stood in the most conspicuous position and kept shouting. This moment was the most critical moment, and she needed to use this method to boost the morale of her subordinates and let them stick to their posts and continue to fight bravely.

A collapsed army is a lamb to be slaughtered, and holding on to their posts still has a glimmer of hope. They have no way to retreat in this battle to defend the city, and this city is their only support.

Because of her conspicuous position, she soon became the target. As if sensing something, Miranda suddenly turned her head to look somewhere, and at the same time, magical energy gathered around her into a small vortex.

Unfortunately, it was too late. A bolt of lightning came like a thunder, easily penetrating all the defenses in Miranda's position and heading straight for her vital points.

This thunderclap comes in an instant, and once locked on, it is impossible to escape. It is just a single-target offensive spell one level lower than Arcane Disintegration.

"Hmm!"

The body was easily pierced, but the lightning was slightly deflected due to Miranda's intervention, and did not hit the vital points to kill the victim, but it was definitely not a pleasant experience. This kind of lightning will travel through the victim's body like a living thing, and when the victim's magic power is exhausted, the victim will be instantly devoured by this living lightning.

As scary as it sounds, it's still not as good as the secret method of disintegration that can kill instantly with one strike.