The red magma ocean spread rapidly and chased after it, reflecting the sky with a fiery red color, and constantly urging the already irritating dark army to become even more violent.

Countless wolf cavalry galloping on the field roared wildly, ogres whimpered and whimpered as they ran, one after another of the Nodo cavalry was chased and then swallowed up in the dark waves, disappearing without a trace.

Located on the northern edge of Dosonian is a relatively steep slope, with the end connected to the Alan Garder grassland, and at the end is a walled fortress built in raised hilly areas.

At this time, there were a lot of noise and noises. Fully armed elves were on the verge of war. Logistics personnel were busy carrying out various tasks, carrying defensive equipment, preparing arrows, checking weapons, etc.

Everything is prepared for the cruel war that is about to arrive.

At a certain city wall, a blond figure with a similar appearance to Fenrod was now surrounded by a group of elves, standing on the wall, listening to the chaos around him.

"The slope is steep and steep, and it is impossible to accommodate so many orcs. As long as we overcome the enemy's initial offensive, the enemy will inevitably be swallowed up by magma. Even if they are numerous, we still have a chance of winning!"

"That's right, but slurry was the means of Morgoth's envoy. How could he let the orc army be injured by his own strength?"

"It seems impossible, but I can't imagine how to prevent the orc from being injured by magma. Can the enemy control the magma from being so far away?"

"The enemy may not be uncontrollable!"

"Then what can you do?"

"Only prepare for a long-term battle..."

The solemn discussion revealed a hurried and faintly filled with irritability. They were obviously beaten by this sudden offensive and were not as good as defenders.

At this moment, I am afraid that even the most stable elf can't keep calm.

The dazzling sea of ​​fire that was constantly stretched was enough to swallow everything. In a defensive area with a high terrain, the elves felt that the sea of ​​fire was unlikely to spread.

But before the incident happened, no one could be sure of this. After all, no one knew how much magma Morgoth had prepared for this war!

Not only that, the countless enemy troops that were so dark that they could not easily confront!

"Why don't we retreat?" A general whispered, but as soon as he finished speaking, he was stared at by the hostile eyes of his fellow people from all over the world.

"Where can we retreat? If Dosonian is lost, even if we run to the southernmost deserted forest, we will not escape the fate of being chased by Morgoth. Besides, we will give up all the pursuit of Amen Island. What is the purpose? Have you forgotten?"

The blonde elves named Angelod quietly glanced at the elves, which made the other party feel ashamed and lowered his head.

Seeing this, the blonde elves wanted to say something else, but their eyes happened to see their younger brother and a black-haired and black-eyed elf rushed over.

Like his younger brother, Angelod also easily guessed the other party's identity, so he stepped forward and bowed to each other.

Because of the situation, they looked at the approaching crisis in the north without any greetings.

At this time, the elves on the city wall had already made many preparations, aiming at the bow and trenching machine, ready to go.

However, everything that happened in the north was too tragic. Listening to the earth's trembling and moaning, watching the escaped companions be swallowed and disappeared one by one.

At first they could still remain calm, but as everything in their sight became clearer, and with the grim smiles coming faintly with screams, the faces of the guard elves became angry one after another.

Finally, a general pulled out the long sword from his waist in anger.

"Damn Morgoth, let you step past my body, otherwise Dozonian would never lose it!"

"I won't take a step back even if I die!"

"This revenge will be avenged!"

“…”

"You guys go first! We'll arrive later!"

The last voice was a little cowardly, but it spread throughout the entire city wall of Dosonian. Even the many shouts gathered to cover up the roar of the enemy trampling on the surface, reaching the sky, and the dark clouds rippled!

On the plain, the most fleeing elves cavalrymen trembled after hearing this. The black-haired general, who was the leader, gritted his teeth and turned his horse's head, drew his sword and roared loudly at the rapidly approaching black wave.

"Nodo's men are not only good at running away, they are not afraid of death, follow me!"

Under the melodious and dull sound of the horn, the soldiers under his command turned around and dived towards the black ocean that was thousands of times more than his own, and were quickly submerged.

The infantry on the Alanjiade Plain had long dissipated with the enemy's offensive, and at this time, they were basically all elves cavalry.

Some of these cavalry had the opportunity to reach safety, but under the leadership of the brave general, they followed suit and turned to launch a death charge towards the north.

At this time, the air around seemed to be full of boiling hotness, the sky was half dark red clouds, and half thin starry sky.

Under the red light, silver waves splashed on the edge of the black ocean, appearing weak and inconspicuous, but they are enough to leave traces of themselves on the enemy.

Because they were not careful because they were too fast, their behavior caused at least three times their own enemy to be trampled to death by the army later!

The sound of sobs and crying floated faintly from the city wall, but it was indeed the sound of weapons being sheathed.

Faced with the sudden attack of the enemy, no elf can ensure that he is safe and sound in the future, and it is also not clear whether the one who stays here is correct.

But they cannot retreat and have no way out.

...

When Dosonian encountered an army attack, the western defense line under Finnon and Fengon were not attacked by any army.

Although the large area of ​​thick magma also spread, the lack of enemy troops also reduced the losses here to a minimum.

The fiery red magma everywhere was driven away, and Fengong, who was galloping on his horse, jumped to the high ground. A huge rock behind him was then beaten by the magma and dyed a golden red color, and at the same time, a "splash of water" splashed and turned back.

Because of commanding the escape, Fengon returned at the latest. After settled down, he glanced around and found that the towering mountain roads in the Shadow Mountains were filled with soldiers who had escaped before.

Although the number has dropped sharply, it has not been too much of a problem. Now a large number of soldiers are looking at the vast and continuous bright lava ocean in the north with fear.

Fingon was comforted by this.

However, the horn sound faintly from the east made his good mood disappear without a trace, and then became extremely heavy.

The area of ​​the Shadow Mountains was not attacked by the enemy. It seemed very lucky, but it was actually sending a signal.

That is, Morgoth has placed all his troops on the other two fronts!

"Mr. Fencon, we..."

It was not Fengong who discovered this himself, but some generals were also worried about it.

However, as we see, the large scattered magma at the foot of the mountain that seemed to wrap the entire world, made them unable to hide in the mountains and unable to provide reinforcements at all.

"Notify His Majesty the Supreme King of the present situation and then try to take a detour from the south to reinforce. We cannot do nothing!"

Looking at the three volcanoes in the north that were still gushing with a lot of magma, Fengon decisively issued an order.

...

As Fengon expected, the same encounter as Dosonian on the other side of the Nordo clan encirclement line was taking place in the East.

Driven by violent magma, a group of flame demons surrounded by firelight walked on the edge of the magma ocean.

In front of them is a group of huge lizard dragons, and further ahead is a dense army of wolf cavalry and sheepish orcs.

On the distant horizon, the originally hazy hill became clearer and clearer. At the top of the hill named Shimlin stood a huge castle, and a group of soldiers on it were ready for battle.

The dark red and black clouds in the sky started from the north and spread in all directions, gradually covering the stars above the head and slowly coating the earth with a layer of black and red color.

The endless darkness was like a heavy hammer, brewing for a long time, and it thrust towards the narrow line of defense!

After a thunderous roar like a thunderous roar, the defense line was violently turbulent. The geographical advantage made Shimlin's Fortress hold up, but was surrounded by a lot of darkness.

But the gap next to it, named after the lord, suddenly collapsed after the hammer came!

A large number of orc troops engulfed the plain guards, and then flocked to the middle earth after the encirclement line from the gap here.
Chapter completed!