Chapter 113 War (VIII)

The commander of the allied forces, Earl Robert, watched the battle in the air nervously.

The staff officer suggested in a low voice: "Sir, should we use the Dragon Killing Crossbow to support the Northern Wind Eagle Guard? Those flying dragons should not be able to stop our crossbow arrows."

"No, you guys stay alert."

Robert's tone was a little solemn.

The North Wind Eagle Guard is undoubtedly the most important force in his hands, but now his heart is full of doubts: the red dragon, the leader of the Burning Embers Nest, has not appeared since the beginning of this war!
As long as you use your brain, you can figure out that how can the existence that can train such a legion be just an ordinary young red dragon.

Now Robert could only pray secretly, hoping that the gods would bless his dragon-killing crossbow to be effective against the red dragon.

"We have to wait until the red dragon appears."

Sweat dripped from Robert's forehead. He didn't know since when the air in the Trier Valley was not as fresh as usual, but became a little hot.

"Yes, my lord."

The staff officer left in dismay.

In the sky and on the ground, tens of thousands of humans and monsters were entangled and fighting in a mess, and the situation was extremely chaotic.

The bugbear smashed the head of a spear and shield soldier with a mace, and his brains splattered. But several archers behind the spear and shield soldier drew their bows and shot the tall and strong bugbear into a hedgehog. The flying dragon in the air suddenly swooped down and pierced the archers with the sharp poisonous stinger on its tail. However, the North Wind Eagle Guard swooped down behind it and pierced the dragon's most vulnerable neck with its lance.
"I'm going to crush you!"

Doro once again led the charge, swinging the heavy blood and fire axe and chopping hard.

This earth elf has already tasted the sweetness of victory on the battlefield, and he knows very well how terrifying a battlefield killing weapon he is now.

But this time, he failed to chop the enemy as expected. Instead, his axe was blocked by the heavy shield and he had to work hard to pull it out.

"Stand up for order!"

There were seven warriors in silver-white heavy armor in front of him. They were the "Crown Oath" holy knights of the Bosk family. The man leading them, who was surrounded by a protective aura, was the famous "White Lion Knight" Tariq - it was he who single-handedly blocked Doro's slash.

They came specially to support the central army.

"Brutal monster, we will grant you purification!"

At Tariq's command, several holy warriors surrounded Dolo.

"Guard the connection!"

Several holy warriors raised the silver swords in their hands, and chains of light connected them. Every attack they suffered would be shared by each of them. The seven of them advanced and retreated together, as if they were one.

"Damn turtle shell."

Doro swung his axe again and again, but each time it hit the paladin's shield.

As those chains of light flickered slightly, the power of each attack was divided into seven parts, allowing the paladins to block it easily and launch a counterattack with the silver sword after blocking.

Doro wanted to change direction and break through instead of facing these troublesome holy warriors.

But Tariq saw through his thoughts at a glance.

"Forced Duel!"

The silver sword was shining, and Doro was forcibly dragged into a holy duel. He could neither leave nor break the defenses of the holy warriors. Instead, the holy warriors were able to launch an all-round attack with their numerical advantage.

For a moment, Duo Luo was at a disadvantage and was covered with wounds.

"Lord Doro, let me help you!"

The lizardman leader Ak charged over on his ground dragon beast, knocking several holy warriors away.

But the paladins quickly got up and formed a tight formation again, like an impenetrable silver fortress.

The old lizardman shaman Koda followed closely behind, swinging his wooden staff.

【Hot Metal】

The shield in the hands of a holy knight became red hot, his hands were burnt black, and there was a hissing sound. He couldn't help but throw the shield away and wanted to retreat to the back temporarily.

The old shaman narrowed his eyes slightly, and a barely perceptible emerald green light flickered on his wooden staff.

[Entanglement Technique]

A tangle of weeds and vines sprouted from the ground, binding the lone paladin tightly.

"Death!"

Dolo and Ake seized the opportunity at the same time and rushed forward.

The surrounding paladins wanted to block it with their shields, but it was too late.

The paladin was first pierced through the shoulder by a bone spear, and then his head was smashed by a huge axe that was swung down from midair. Even though he still had the chains of protection hanging on his body and no shield to protect him, his flesh and blood body still couldn't withstand the blow of the huge axe.

"Watch out for the other spellcaster!"

"Guard formation!"

Tariq shouted.

The rest of the holy warriors formed a tight formation again and confronted Dolo and his followers not far away. Many soldiers were sent to cover them, and even the spellcasters of the coalition forces hurried over.

[Mithril Barrier]

[Protective Array]

The reduced number of paladins became more cautious, and they were surrounded by several protective spells. Even Doro could not find any attack opportunities for a while.

Dolo panted and stared at the enemy, his red eyes full of desire to kill.

"Koda, can you still cast that spell?"

"My natural power has not yet reached that level of attainment, and they have too many protective spells on them."

The Lizardman Shaman shook his head helplessly.

“Damn turtle shell.”

Duo Luo gritted his teeth and cursed, then rushed forward again on his ground dragon beast.

But the silver barriers formed by the holy warriors blocked him again and again, preventing him from moving forward at all.

Without Doro as a breakthrough point, the advance of the Burning Ash Legion suddenly slowed down a lot. At least it was not like before, following the earth elf leader and crushing him with ease.

After all, the "Eagle Claw" is the most elite army of the Rackman Kingdom. After experiencing several attacks, they gradually adapted to the fierce battles with monsters.

This group of soldiers loyal to the Duke became so blood-thirsty after seeing their companions die in battle that they managed to hold the basic defense line with their flesh and blood. The situation was at a stalemate for a while.

The front line advanced back and forth, centering around strategic points.

The ogre roared and smashed a group of humans to death, occupying the important high ground, and then the archers shot it into a sieve and led the spearmen to retake the position again. But soon the chimera fell from the sky and brought fire to the allied soldiers.

Death happens all the time.

Streams of blood flowed across the Butrill Valley, watering the weeds.

This massive battlefield was like a black hole, greedily devouring the lives of both sides of the war.

Out of absolute distrust of the players' discipline, Cassius did not put them on the most important front battlefield, but placed them on the flanks.

Therefore, the Embers' Lair side consisted of one thousand players led by Medoraash and five hundred tiefling warriors.

The coalition forces consisted of 3,000 reinforcements from the Bosk family, who were not elite troops.

Compared to the extremely fierce and heavy casualties on the front battlefield, the situation on the right wing was somewhat milder, but not much better, and the degree of chaos was even worse.

Just as the tieflings and the coalition forces were forming a battle formation and cautiously testing each other's strength, the players had already rushed forward like wild horses.

After all, they never care about military discipline.

"Come on!"

"WHAAAA!"

"Watch me perform!"

"For the Horde! No, for Embernest!"

The one rushing in the front is the guy with the ID "Freedom Wing". Now this guy has calmly accepted his title of Holy Light Brother and is rushing to the front line of the battlefield naked.

Free Wing's occupation is an earth druid who embraces nature, which fits his personality very well. He is also followed by several owls, which are his summoned animal friends.

"Wild Form!" "Roar!"

Brother Shengguang lay on the ground in an eye-catching posture, turned into a sturdy brown bear, roared, and rushed straight to the front line.

The coalition forces looked at the players who were rushing towards them without any tactics. They were stunned at first, then they immediately reacted and began to shoot bursts of arrows.

"Why are there so many arrows?"

"Put on a shield, put on a shield for me!"

"Barbarian, block it for me!"

"Priest, give me a sanctuary spell. I can't stand it any longer."

After several rounds of arrow rain, the players suffered heavy casualties.

The worst off was Brother Shengguang who turned into a bear. He was the largest, most conspicuous, and had the most arrows on his body. He was clearly transformed into a brown bear, but now he looked like a large hedgehog.

Not until his health points dropped to zero did he turn back into a naked corpse riddled with arrows, still shrouded in a thin layer of holy light.

"No——Brother Shengguang——"

"Can you bear this?"

"How dare a group of NPCs act rashly here!"

The players quickly launched a counterattack, led by players from the Mechanicus. They were basically all machinists and had created many strange and bizarre gadgets.

"The Guardian Mech has been activated."

As a cold mechanical sound rang out, a tall black shadow appeared among the players.

"What the hell is this?"

"How come someone created a Gundam?"

"So damn handsome, I want it too!"

A four-meter-high arcane armor stood on the battlefield. Its iron parts looked a bit crudely made, but it still couldn't hide the romance of the mecha. The driver of the mecha was none other than the president of the Mechanicus, "Iron Tide".

This is the characteristic of the armorer of the Magic Master profession [Arcane Armor]. The one on Iron Tide is the Guardian model, suitable for charging into battle.

"Get out of the way, let me do it!"

Steel Frenzy drove the mecha recklessly, laughing heartily.

He had spent all his savings and even embezzled funds from the Storm Armory to build this armor. Now he finally had the opportunity to show his skills, which made him very excited.

Owning a mecha without showing off is like walking in the night in fine clothes!

The coalition archers immediately noticed this strange-shaped lump of iron and shot all kinds of arrows at it.

"Still want to use a bow and arrow to shoot Gundam?"

Iron Frenzy sneered.

"Protective force field!"

The Guardian Armor raised his left arm, and driven by magic runes, a transparent force field barrier appeared in front of him, easily blocking the incoming arrows.

The players behind him followed the pace of the Iron Frenzy and advanced in front of the Spear and Shield Soldiers.

The coalition forces had never seen such a thing before. Faced with the approaching Guardian Armor, they could only attack hastily and randomly, at a loss as to what to do.

"My lord, times have changed!"

"Thunder Fighting Fist!"

Steel Frenzy roared and swung his right fist. The thrusters behind his arm burst into flames and arcs of electricity wrapped around his fist.

"boom!"

With a thunderous sound, the coalition's shield was smashed into an exaggerated fist mark, and the soldier behind him was directly killed by a punch.

The soldiers around them covered their ears in pain, with paralyzing arcs of electricity still wrapped around their bodies.

"three hundred!"

"Three hundred! Three hundred!"

The Iron Tide laughed wildly, like a wolf that had broken into a flock of sheep, punching the coalition's defense line one punch after another, and every time he threw a punch, a coalition soldier was crushed. The words "Contribution +300" kept refreshing on the panel, making him feel extremely happy.

"I'll just grab some fries!"

The wheelchair man in the battlefield followed behind Iron Frenzy, holding the "Iron Jet", and was shot head-on.

As the gunfire whistled, dense metal bullets sprayed out, and the coalition soldiers in tight formation suddenly fell down and lay on the ground wailing.

"Fuck! Four with one shot!"

"Is he so strong?"

The man in the wheelchair on the battlefield looked at the information refreshed on the panel with his eyes wide open, extremely excited.

The status of this gun in his mind is even comparable to that of the Type 2 submachine gun.

"It's so cool to see the Artificer fight."

"I want to change my job, is there anyone who wants to join me?"

"Can you even read the blueprints? You're just turning it around."

“Go ahead, go ahead!”

The Iron Frenzy had roughly torn a hole in the opponent's formation, and the players behind rushed forward one after another, pouring into the gap in the defense line.

"Contribute to the camp!"

"For the Dragon Maid!"

The warlock released blazing fireballs, the druid summoned strange beasts, the bard played magical music, and the wanderer lay on the ground in a wretched manner and shot arrows.

"Mage, stop casting the Darkness spell! I can't see!"

"Don't go up, Wild Warlock!"

"You're using a wild wave of magic to release fireballs at your feet?"

"The bard is on a demon fire."

The players rushed forward with strange cries, using their various skills. Lights of various colors flew everywhere, and strange weapons were everywhere.

The coalition forces had never encountered such a legion of professionals before. Faced with the players' unreasonable tactics, they were helpless and had to flee in panic.

The tieflings in the distance had already planned their tactics, but when they saw the players rushing over, they didn't know what to do for a moment.

"Captain, we..."

Damachus stepped forward and asked.

Medoras put on his helmet, picked up his sword, and said calmly, "Then just follow them and enjoy the fruits of the battle. Don't worry about the lives of these Starfallers."

"They are immortal, but we are not."

"Prepare to attack."

His skills in exploiting players have become more and more sophisticated.

"Yes, Captain."

The tieflings also charged at the gaps created by the players, but they were still in tight formation, making focused attacks in a more orderly manner.

And the players are aware of the Tieflings joining the fray.

"Damn it, the NPC is here to steal the monster!"

This is their only idea.

　4k words long chapter, squeeze in

　　
　
(End of this chapter)