"Knock !!!"

A dark shadow crashed to the ground at Loren's side, and the ground collapsed with the sound of crushing masonry and stone.

In the next second, the black shadow wrapped in smoke and rubble "moved" again, sweeping in his direction.

There is simply no time to think!

The black-haired wizard who turned his head and ran wildly was almost racing against the dark shadow, relying on his speed or agility to not be swallowed up by the smoke and rubble it rolled up, until... The wall that I hit head-on blocked my way.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the dark shadow finally stopped, and when the smoke cleared, hiding in the darkness, the inky blue dragon Eollet, with its gray-blue eyes, poked out the dragon's head and looked at the pit it in the wall that had been smashed by it, and the ruins that had been crushed by it......

Nothing.

"Boom !!!"

The angry inky blue dragon roared in the sky, a thunderous roar that shook the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower and the earth, every pillar, every ruin, every piece of masonry and the dirt behind the masonry... All in this dragon's roar, trembling, wailing!

Enraged, it began to no longer have a target to attack, but frantically flapped, slammed, smashed, and trampled with its claws, with the black tail of death, with its wings full of bone spurs.

"Bang!bang!!!"

Amid the roar, the Wizard's Tower crumbled.

Loren, hiding in the ruins under the wall, let out a sigh of exhaustion.

Tired......

Although I can guess that it will definitely not be so easy, but I just bumped into the type that I am not good at dealing with now.

Dragons, god shells, fallen gods, ogres... Dealing with these "big enemies", the black-haired wizard has a lot of experience, even to the point of being able to publish a book.

Not to mention the resurrected dragon, or to whip the corpse of a certain ogre god Mezkara again, Loren is also confident that he will win... But that was before, but now......

“... But now, although dear Loren is not really unable to defeat the resurrected dragon, he has been restricted by many restrictions because he has to block his own power after opening the second valve, and the high-level spells of the past are no longer available. ”

Compared with the embarrassed black-haired wizard, the blonde boy, who was at least ten times cleaner and more direct, appeared beside him while speaking, and sat next to him "well-behaved" with his legs crossed:

"The current Loren is not afraid of the evil god who uses the power of the void, and he is not afraid of the monsters that are completely driven by the power of the void, even if a high-level spell falls from the sky, he can use his face without changing his face;"

"But... Although this kind of monster is driven by the power of the void, it completely relies on brute force and has a huge body, which has become Loren's absolute nemesis!"

"It's not invincible, but it makes the process extremely cumbersome and a waste of time, and what dear Loren lacks most right now... It's time. ”

Asriel smiled brightly, his scarlet eyes flashing with innocence.

The black-haired wizard, who took another deep breath, didn't bother to show any expression: "Can you get a little more annoying? If I could, I would have strangled you without hesitation." ”

"Hmm... Strangulation is too painful, too slow, and Asrael prefers to be decapitated. The blonde boy smiled, "But if you can die in Loren's arms, Asrael doesn't mind......"

The black-haired wizard immediately stopped:

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

"What Asrael is trying to say is... This is a great opportunity. The blonde boy with his index finger cocked pointed to the dragon outside the ruins that was still destroying frantically:

"With the wisdom of the Holy Cross in the Old Scriptures, the best and fastest way to defeat it is to truly grasp the power of the second valve, either succeed or fail, and dear Loren will never have a second chance. ”

Bang!

The moment the words fell, the crumbling rubble smashed through the rubble directly above the ruins, revealing Loren's location.

A smiling Asrael waved at Loren as he disappeared into thin air with a "I believe in you" smile.

For a moment, Loren felt like he was about to make up his mind to strangle him.

"Boom !!!"

The bloodthirsty and excited roar of the dragon Aeolit echoed in the air, and the Nine-Pointed Star Wizard Tower, which was constantly wailing in the shock, was already crumbling.

"Knock !!!"

The moment the roar exploded, the ruins had been reduced to dust under the dragon's tail, and almost at the same time, the roaring dragon spread its claws and swung towards a rapidly flying "black dot" in the air.

"Bell!"

Blooming sparks flashed in the air, and the black-haired wizard who was hit quickly "fell" from the air, relying on the "Dawn" sword nailed to the ground, barely standing firmly.

"That's what I said... It's like I still have options. ”

With a helpless sigh, the black-haired wizard who pulled out the "Dawn" with one hand rolled his eyes and faced the dragon roaring in the smoke and dust.

....................................

Outside the city of Eberden, the central battlefield.

After the left flank of the Azores broke away from the front and the right flank of the empire scuffled, the little elven prince with his back to the city of Eberden, Rodria Azore, hesitated for a minute.

Just now, though for a split second, he did see a cavalry of the Imperials moving towards the right flank, but until now it had been hidden behind the hills, with no sign of making a move.

Why?

Obviously, as long as the cavalry is dispatched, you can easily defeat your left flank legion!

The "inaction" of the enemy on the opposite side made it difficult for the little elf prince to fall into the melee, although the left wing army in the melee was in a melee, but as long as an elite team was invested, or even the whole line pressed and reorganized the left flank, the right flank of the enemy could be captured.

But... This plan that seems like a perfect plan is too much of a trap.

The queue is neat, and the whole line with a dense formation is pressed up, but the Imperial people on the opposite side have dragons, floating cities, and "super launchers" that can hit two kilometers away, and they rush up brainlessly, which is like suicide.

Wait, is it possible that he is not in a hurry to defeat himself, but intends to consume it with himself?

The surprised little elven prince turned his head and looked at the city of Eberden behind him.

"Your Highness, the direction of the port of Ebotden is urgent! It is suspected that an Imperial army has raided from the direction of the port and infiltrated the city!"

"What?!"

"Several remaining reserve armies are fighting the enemy with all their might, but the opponent is very strong, and many samurai squads have been wiped out;

As the words fell, the elven warrior who had been entrusted with the task of asking for help raised his head, anxiously awaiting Rodriard's decision.

The little elven prince with the same face as usual, except for a quick wink in the direction of Ebolden.

"It's... It's so interesting. ”

The trembling hands and scooping lips revealed what he was really thinking at the moment.

To be honest, from the very beginning, the little prince didn't take this plan too seriously, and instability is one thing, a super bomb is buried under his own nest, and if you think about it, you know that this is definitely not used if you can, and it is used as a threat and blackmail as a last resort.

On the other hand... Out of his heart, the elven prince did not feel that he would reach such a point of exhaustion.

That's right, the Imperials are strong, they have dragons, they have floating cities, they have cavalry and "super launchers" ... But the units of war are the "soldiers", the "soldiers" who stand in the muddy ground, wield the most ordinary weapons and fight the enemy, they are the cornerstone of a battle and even a war.

And comparing the overall level of the "soldiers", the degree of training and tacit understanding, as well as the absolute implementation of orders, the Azorean elves ... It has an overwhelming advantage.

Even the elite of the empire, in front of the elven warrior army, can barely control the battle damage to the extent of one to one; in the previous ** battles, the main force that the empire can fight the most has been almost consumed, and the rest of the garbage that they have become a "conscription army" will not change except for delaying time.

Even the empire that had been "victorious" before it could only be called a "pyrrhic victory" at best.

The Battle of Ebolden, which abolished a principality and dragged down half an empire;

The Battle of Bloodbones Valley, Byrne's Elite... Especially the core heavy knights, more than half of the casualties;

The Battle of Broken Mountain, in which an emperor was killed;

In the Battle of Deepwoodburg, Lothair almost collapsed and was unable to fight again;

In the defense of the imperial capital, East and West Sackland were ravaged by the flames of war, and their vitality was greatly damaged, and it can be said that every "victory" of the empire cost far more than they paid.

The key to breaking the balance lies in the upline, and the cornerstone of victory lies in the downline... The Azorean elves, with a sufficient number of high-quality combat power, have been invincible from the beginning.

And the trap dug "painstakingly" is just for a tentative pit, and at the same time there is one more hole card that can be played, and there is no hope that the other side can be fooled obediently.

But now... The little prince, who suddenly came to his senses, can finally understand what the "weird" movements of the imperial people before are.

The fleet that died together was to provide cover for the troops who infiltrated the city;

The cavalry who refused to mobilize was to drag their own line and bring the battle to a stalemate, in order to buy time in the city;

In short, the Imperial people on the other side seem to really take this "threat" as a thing, and they are very afraid that they will launch this thing!

The only problem is that the elves can understand the horror of this thing, but how would the Empire know?

It's weird, but it's also a surprise!

I can't believe that they can really be fooled, and they don't even doubt that they have this superpower-like talent, the more they don't believe in anything, what will become true?

If you say that, the other side may also have the same purpose as guessing the result... If you don't make a mistake in judgment... Loren Turin and the Imperial Prince were probably going to make a plan and turn this alchemy bomb into a key to being able to blackmail themselves in turn, or kill themselves in one fell swoop.

Having invested so much capital, it would have been impossible without such a result, and without faith in his own plans, Loren Turin would not have been able to devote himself to such a death-threatening plan.

"Your Highness, it's about the royal court, please give an order as soon as possible!"

The elven warrior who was still anxiously waiting couldn't help but say, "If you allow it, you can lead a team of warriors to exterminate those hateful empires for Your Highness......

"No, no, no, you did your best. The elven prince interrupted with a wave of his hand: "Go back and tell them that you have completed your mission, and don't pay attention to that handful of Imperial people." ”

"But ......"

"I am prepared for them, I don't need you to worry about remembering, you just need to obey my orders, obey or not, if you don't understand, I can teach you!"

"That's it, look good, study hard, I say a word, you say a word, I say... Don't worry about it, you say 'yes', come, one, two, three......"

“...... Be. ”

The elven warrior, who didn't dare to say much, retreated respectfully with anxiety.

The elven prince, who had finished his subordinates, turned his gaze to the battlefield again, desperately suppressing the urge to raise the corners of his mouth.

Come on... Come on... No need to keep grinding.

Since both sides have already taken out their family funds, and are even ready to kill 1,000 enemies and lose 800 of themselves, then simply use this war to decide each other's fate.

Let me crush you and annihilate you in one fell swoop!

"Order the royal court guards to press on the entire line of the Chinese army's array, cooperate with the archers and warriors, and break the shield wall of the empire!"

"Yes!"

Accompanied by an eagle's horn, the sound of footsteps shaking the earth sounded behind the elven prince.

The array opened, and the eight thousand royal court guards stepped into the battlefield with heavy steps.

They wore metal helmets and god-like visors, fish-scale-like armor and low-lined chain mail, while shin armor and arm armor resembling the shape of a Byrne knight were impenetrable from head to toe on their arms and calves.

The Azorean longsword in their hands was more than twice the size of an ordinary elven warrior, a heavy longsword comparable to a two-handed broadsword, with a back thick enough to serve as a war hammer, and a hilt longer than an ordinary broadsword, and a length of two meters that could be used as a spear.

As the sun shines in the middle of summer, the mirror-like armor and blade glitter like flowing gold.

The "Royal Guard", which the elven prince began to form after the capture of Ebolden, is the hole card he specially prepared for the imperial shield wall and cavalry.

The "Archer Warriors", who wore only light armor and were armed with bows, shields, and Azorean swords, complemented the "Heavy Legion", providing support and projection power.

Their task was to harass and stop the surprise attack of the enemy's light cavalry as much as possible, and how "hateful" it was to cover the light cavalry of the Imperial Empire on the flank of the royal court guard, Brandon had already deeply experienced it... More than once.

Sending this legion into battle means that the general offensive has officially begun!

"Samurai, draw your sword and meet the enemy!"

"For the sake of His Highness the Rhodia Azores!!!"

Looking at the Wang Ting guards who were shouting and pressing on the Chinese army, the elf little prince's face showed a "happy" smile, and his irregular teeth flashed with a penetrating cold light.