The satyr phalanx in the center suffered heavy casualties, and the centaurs on the wings no longer cared about any formation. They held their spears, like a group of knights, launching counterattacks against the enemy again and again.

Their charge was heroic and heroic, but like stones thrown into a lake one after another, they were submerged by the enemy's swords without making much splash.

Bella hoped that the centaur soldiers would reorganize into formation, but these guys would rather die on the way to charge than be massacred by the enemy on their heads like infantry.

"Tell your people to withdraw!"

"Damn, can't you all understand human language?!"

Bella shouted at the top of her lungs, but these centaurs still launched what seemed like a glorious and desperate charge.

"Isn't it time yet?" the satyr general grabbed Bella and asked.

Bella was equally anxious. Although the scale was small, she had never commanded such an ancient military formation before!

Before, it was just talk on paper, but once the actual battle started, she realized that there were too many problems. Seeing the centaur warriors fall under the enemy's sharp blade, she felt extremely guilty. If she had known that this would happen, she might as well have hedged with the enemy. Now a

She felt that it was all her responsibility to go and die.

But she also knew that she couldn't mess up. If she lost confidence, she would not fight this battle.

She took several deep breaths, used her eagle vision to carefully observe the situation between the enemy and ourselves for a moment, and then calmly said to the satyr general: "Tell your people to hold on for another quarter of an hour."

Holding on for a quarter of an hour was a luxury, and she had no choice but to send the gryphon clan to the battlefield.

The griffins continued to throw boulders at the enemy, and from time to time they would catch the enemy and throw them into the sky. The coalition's formation could barely be maintained.

The White Witch burst into laughter on the chariot, and she also sent out her own air power, more harpies and three Cyclops.

The griffin can defeat the harpy one against ten, but the Cyclops's lethality is too great.

These giants have a huge hatred for flying creatures. They throw rocks with perfect accuracy. Every time they wave their arms, a griffon will be shot down.

"Retreat! Let all your people withdraw!" Bella hurriedly gave the order to the griffons to retreat. Even though the order was given in time, half of the griffins who went to fight were still dead.

Strangling! Feathers, gravel and flesh were scattered on the ground. Whenever a gryphon's wings were injured and fell to the ground, those evil orcs and half-orcs would swarm up.

A total of five griffons were killed in the battle, their bodies were cut into pieces, and when the heads of the griffins were sent to the White Witch in a row, the coalition's air superiority had been completely lost.

Bella had a lot of backup plans, but now she was about to collapse, and she was extremely anxious, but she didn't have any good ideas.

Just when Bella was gritting her teeth and about to issue a retreat order, thirteen dwarves suddenly and unexpectedly appeared on the side of the battlefield.

"Woman, we are here to help you!" they shouted in unison.

The dwarves wore full body armor and were all armed to the teeth. The leader of the dwarves, who was carrying a wooden stake, was even more brave. He cut off the knees of a Cyclops with a knife, then jumped up and smashed the giant's single eye with the wooden stake.

One hit, another hit! Another hit! The eyeball, which was as big as a basketball, was smashed to pieces, and green thick water flowed to the ground. Then he severely cut the Cyclops's neck with a knife.

Several of his companions also cooperated and killed two other Cyclops.

This group of dwarves made up for the lack of high-end combat power of the coalition forces. The dwarves seemed to particularly like to fight giants, cyclops, hybrid frost giants, and ordinary giants, falling one by one under their battle axes and hammers.

Relying on their hard work and Bella's continuous command and dispatch, the front line that was on the verge of collapse was stabilized again.

"You can't do this! You can't beat that side at all!" The dwarf leader, who was covered in blood from the killing, shouted majestically at Bella.

His tone was not kind at all, but Bella didn't care much about the false courtesy. She was very grateful to the dwarves for their help. If she lost this battle because of her own mistakes in judgment, she would die of guilt.

She made a fatal mistake, that is, thinking too much! She had a lot of backup options that she could not use, and she almost collapsed. Fortunately, the dwarves helped her stabilize the situation at the critical moment.

"I know, I know, it's my problem this time, but I've won half of the battle now... I owe you a favor, I need your people to help my army rearrange."

What she said was very unreasonable. If someone comes to help you fight the war, why would you let someone take the back seat? Where is your conscience?

The dwarf leader looked into her eyes carefully, and it took half a minute before he nodded: "Okay, my tribe and I will help you take the throne!"

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat quickly!" Bella issued the order hurriedly, and the coalition forces hurriedly fled toward the seaport east of the river valley.

Thirteen dwarf warriors fought bravely under the attack of a group of tauren, orcs and quilboars, relying on their personal force to buy time for the army to retreat.

"It's really boring. I originally thought she would be a good opponent, but it seems she is still too young." The White Witch never made a move from the beginning to the end. Whether it was the Tauren General falling into the pit or the harpy fighting the griffon, she

Indifferent, he kept watching quietly from behind.

A servant is a servant, and the master will not fight for his servants.

Bella's defeat at this time seemed to indicate her foresight, and the coalition forces were vulnerable!

Although Bella also organized the centaurs to turn back and fight from time to time, in her opinion, they were just hanging on for a while.

The coalition forces seemed to be in a panic and they retreated towards the estuary in a chaotic manner. This made the White Witch even more relieved. The open terrain at the estuary made it easier to escape, but it was more suitable for her to use her magic power.

Chase! Kill! Leave no one behind!

The coalition forces passed through a mountain stream in the middle of a snow-capped mountain. The entire team was in disarray. Except for dwarves and a few powerful centaurs, the coalition forces could not organize an effective resistance at all.

The tauren general didn't seem to know he was tired at all, and was still leading the chase.

The coalition forces passed through the mountain stream, and the evil army also pursued them. Even the White Witch rode her chariot through the mountain stream as if on an outing.

Behind them, an army gradually gathered from all directions.

Genichiro Ashina stood straight and had joined the hawks. Wolf, the family's number one ninja, was reporting the enemy's situation to him.

"Your Majesty, the enemies have all walked out of the mountain stream, and they have not noticed our presence."

Ashina Genichiro still maintained the tradition of Japan's Warring States Period, wearing a suit of extremely gorgeous armor, holding military accessories, and carrying a giant bow two meters long behind his back.
Chapter completed!