"The war has begun on the front line, and it's time for us to start too."
At the entrance from the center of the wetland to the Wildhammer Highlands, Danath Trollbane took out a mottled pocket watch from his armor's belt and looked at the time. The newly promoted Death Lord seemed reluctant to part with the blood in his hands.
Wine, after hesitating for a moment, he drank the wine brewed with many kinds of raw materials in one gulp.
Scarlet liquid flowed down his mouth. This special liquid that living people could not drink made the undead appear a little drunk. He shook his head and tried to make himself more awake.
Behind him, as the auxiliary commander of this surprise force, Rogelio was looking at Trollbane with a scrutinizing gaze. Even though he knew that the guy in front of him had a brilliant record when he was a human, but he is now
It looks really unreliable no matter how you look at it.
After nearly seven years of development, the senior leaders of the Dark Blade Legion have developed their own style. The Death Lords, even two orcs, follow the internal rules and will clean up their image no matter what the occasion.
Clean, in fact, with the help of the human ghosts who live in the Black Temple, each Death Lord will have several sets of clothes of his own.
Each of these sets can show a completely different style for high-level undead.
For example, the black light armor Danas is wearing at this time is a ceremonial armor lined with a black commander's uniform. Whether it is a human or an elf, even a rude orc, wearing this black suit is dotted with
After wearing the military uniform with golden wadding and metal shield emblem, it will look very heroic and solemn, with a kind of silence and temperament unique to the dead.
But Danas wears this military uniform with a completely different... "flavor", but in fact, his bohemian dress also has a special feeling.
The other assistant commander was not as polite as Rogelio. He just watched without making any comments. Luminas, who was already in a bad mood, crossed her arms and tilted her head when she saw Danas's appearance.
He closed his eyes and said sarcastically:
"Oh, cool, Tyrion assigned us a drunkard, and he tried to let this drunkard with a heart for his country lead us to victory."
"Um?"
Trollbane glanced back at Luminas, who stared back with squinted eyes without any fear. After this awkward stare continued for a few seconds, Danas turned back decisively and looked at
Rogelio.
"Is this the order of war within the Dark Blade? Do lower-level commanders dare to face and challenge the majesty of high-level commanders? Or is this actually the tradition of the Dark Blade? The lower level overcomes the superior?"
"That's enough! Lumi, don't forget your identity at this time!"
Rogelio didn't quite agree with Danas, but he still understood the hidden meaning of Danas' words. The next moment, the older elf lord turned back and scolded:
"Apologise to the legion commander! Immediately!"
At this moment, Luminas felt aggrieved, but when she saw Rogelio's stern eyes, she knew very well that no one would speak for her this time.
Among the top leaders of Dark Blade, Rogelio is the most trusted person in the elf faction by Tyrion. The fighting friendship between them has been maintained for a long time before his death, and Rogge has lived up to Tyrion's trust.
, he is usually very low-key, but often carries out some secret operations that will not be known to the public, and Luminas knows very well that Rogge has always been a strict "maintenance of order" and he hates any form of division.
Luminas acquiesced in Nasa's plan, which in his opinion was a form of disloyalty.
After a few seconds of stalemate, Luminas gritted her teeth, lowered her head, and leaned slightly towards Danas:
"I'm sorry, legion commander!"
"Well, forget it, it's not a big deal."
Danas seemed very easy-going. He waved casually and then focused on the wine-stained map on the table. After looking at it for a few seconds, he turned to Luminas and said:
"The elite Hellfire Chapter was previously commanded by you?"
"Of course! That is the powerful army I created with my own hands. We defeated the demon army head-on!"
Luminas straightened her body proudly, but the next moment, Danas shrugged:
"Very good, but it belongs to me now."
"you!!!"
Luminas clenched her fists subconsciously, but before she could say anything, Danas' tone became serious:
"Battle order!"
"yes!"
The two death lords stood up straight subconsciously, and Danas tapped his finger on the map:
"Order, the Skeleton Dragon Squadron is on standby here, Hellfire, Siege Battle Group and I will act together to reach the central plain of the Wildhammer Highlands within 30 minutes!"
"Order, after arriving at the position, the siege battle group begins to build an artillery line to bombard the Wildhammer town. It will be completed within 15 minutes!"
"Order, after 60 minutes, the skeleton dragon team will take off, go straight to the Ruby Holy Land, and destroy all the red dragon eggs that are hatching there!"
Three orders were issued, and Rogelio had no doubts. He waved his hand, and the high-ranking knights standing near the military formation immediately dispersed. The two battle groups also became active within a few minutes, along the wetland.
Entrance, heading towards the Wildhammer Highlands.
Luminas, who was the only one who was ordered to stay where she was, was a little confused. When she saw Danas mounting the skeleton horse and preparing to leave, she took a few steps forward and grabbed the reins of Danas' horse. She lowered her voice and said,
Questioned:
"I know you don't like me, and I don't like you either, but there's no need to retaliate like this, right? The red dragon must already be in the human camp. If we and my skeleton dragons don't go together with you, who will come?
Block them in the sky?"
"Are you questioning my command ability, Miss Luminas?"
Danas looked down at Luminas calmly and said softly:
"If you want to know why I arranged it this way, then I will take a few minutes to tell you."
"I have no intention of wasting time in a frontal attack battle with humans. I want to use the superior firepower of the siege battle group to directly destroy their towns and lines. As for you and your regiment, when you attack the Ruby Holy Land,
If the red dragons still have sense, they will not be so enthusiastic about attacking us, and when those big lizards withdraw from the battlefield, it will be time for us to break through all the obstacles in the Wildhammer Highlands."
Luminas' eyes widened, and she subconsciously asked:
"There are nearly a hundred red dragons in the Ruby Holy Land, but I only have less than 70 skeleton dragons... Once besieged, my regiment will be in danger of destruction! And I didn't hear that I have support! Isn't this true?
Are you retaliating?"
Luminas's rhetorical question made Danas sneer. This was the first time that the human lord showed a truly sarcastic smile. He looked at Luminas, with a trace of absolute coldness flashing in his blue eyes:
"This is not revenge, this is the opportunity I give you! Lord Yanghen, please remember that war is war, don't mix too much personal feelings, you only need to persist in the Ruby Holy Land for 25-30 minutes, and you can rush
Join us in the northern mountains of the Wildhammer Highlands."
"In addition, Tyrion seems to have indulged you a little too much, so much so that you have forgotten the duty of a soldier, sacrifice... Without sacrifice, how can there be victory? You said that you have fought against the demon army, so maybe, at that time, you were still
A good soldier, as for now... you have to prove yourself to me, Luminas Yanghen, I am different from Tyrion who is nostalgic for the past. When it comes to war, I will only give it to you once.
Chance!"
"If you don't accept it, then go back to Tyrion. In fact, I can win this battle without your alliance. It just requires more sacrifices."
Danas raised the reins, and the skeleton horse carried the general forward quickly. Behind him, Luminas stood there blankly. After a few seconds, she shouted loudly:
"I need explosives and technicians! Lots of them!"
Danas did not answer, but raised his hand, which represented his attitude of agreement, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in the eyes of the human general.
"Very good, not too brainless..."
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45 minutes later, according to the timetable set by Danas, Rogelio's artillery line had been deployed on the central plain of the Wildhammer Highlands. The golden sun heavy cannons and the field cannons forged by the Dark Iron dwarves were all ready.
They were lined up in a line and placed behind the undead position, while hundreds of meters ahead, the human cavalry phalanx commanded by Marshal Gatheris had begun to break away from the formation.
"Look, my old friend is getting ready to charge his heavy cavalry."
Danas sat on the saddle of the skeleton horse. He picked up a wine bottle, took a sip of the cold liquid, and said to Rogelio beside him:
"He thought I would fight an old-fashioned war with him... Frankly speaking, I learned some things from my previous exchanges with Tyrion. The future war theory he described made me very obsessed.
..."
"It's time to take advantage of the Dark Blade Legion's true advantages, General Rogge!"
"yes!"
Rogelio straightened his body, and the next moment, Danas' cold voice sounded:
"All heavy artillery is aimed at the human position, and in the shortest time, all the shells are poured out!"
"But those cavalry..."
"That's not your concern!"
Danas waved his hand, interrupting Rogelio's worries. There was no emotion in his blue eyes, like a cold thinking machine:
"Do your job, soldier!"
"As you command!"
Rogelio turned and left, while Danas drove the war horse forward. The moment he reached the front of the military formation, Marshal Gatheris, who commanded the heavy cavalry in the human position opposite, let out a roar. The next moment, occupying the
The heavy cavalry, which had the advantage of the terrain, began to charge.
All this seemed so familiar to Danas. He also achieved victory in this way on the previous battlefields. Charge, charge non-stop, divide and annihilate, and encircle and suppress infantry. This is what the Alliance has experienced in hundreds of years of war.
I have summarized my own tactics, almost invincible tactics.
But now, it is about to be broken and about to be replaced.
"What is happening today is just the afterglow, and the era of knights... is coming to an end."
Danas let out a sigh that only he could hear. Surrounded by the lingering sound, the field artillery of the Dark Iron dwarves roared in unison, and hundreds of scorching projectiles traced dazzling trajectories in the air.
Under the precise calculations of the undead gunners, the impact point of this round of shells almost completely covered the front of the human position and the rear of the knights who began to charge.
The artillery projectiles were bouncing on the ground, and it seemed that they could be stopped by just stretching out your feet, but they could still easily tear apart the bodies of the soldiers, and then explode, drowning more lives in the pungent gunpowder.
between.
As for the cavalry, at the moment when Marshal Gatheris gritted his teeth and commanded the cavalry to rush into the undead army formation, the second round of artillery shells once again landed on the already frightened infantry position. This time, after the shelling correction, those artillery shells became
More precise and more deadly.
Marshal Gatheris's heavy cavalry is still unstoppable. They are like sharp knives, running back and forth between the undead skeletal soldiers, killing with astonishing efficiency. If they face any human legion, they are charged at this time.
One party may have fallen into collapse, but the undead will not.
Danas calmly looked at the undead army formation that was penetrated and attacked before him. Those insignificant individuals, easily overturned and trampled by war horses, did not have the slightest fear, but were still under the command of the high-level knights.
He used his body to block the charge of the local heavy cavalry.
"He is really the soldier that every general dreams of...resolute, brave, never afraid, and carries out his orders..."
Danas snorted and looked at the heavy cavalry who were slowly losing speed amid the siege of the undead. Soon, his eyes fell on the sky. In the distant sky, huge red monsters had already appeared.
Appeared flapping its wings.
On the ground, Marshal Gatheris, who was trapped by the undead, looked back. Under the crazy bombardment of the undead, his own formation... had collapsed. He looked at the panicked infantry.
Looking for cover, the marshal's eyes shone with strong reluctance, but whether he wanted to admit it or not, he had already lost half of this defensive battle due to the overwhelming firepower of the undead.
"The dragon fights with us! We will not lose!"
The marshal chopped down the undead that hindered the horses from breaking through with one sword. He loudly encouraged morale. Behind the undead army formation, with Rogelio's arm waving, a series of sunshine heavy cannons were slowly turned to attack.
Aiming at the sky, on the other side of the highland, outside the empty ruby holy land, Luminas looked at the red earth below with cold eyes. Behind the giant skeleton dragon behind her, on each skull dragon
, all carrying a lot of explosives, as well as some Dark Iron Dwarf explosive technicians.
"Give you 10 minutes!"
Luminas's voice rang in the ears of every undead gunpowder technician:
"Place these explosives at every key point in the Ruby Holy Land! I will clear the airspace for you... Remember, you only have 10 minutes!"
"Those who are left behind should prepare themselves in advance to sacrifice themselves for the victory of Dark Blade."
