"Front army infantry phalanx, a hundred steps forward!"

The new sword-wielding countess of the Oakland Empire, Gritsa Elstein, gave a loud command as she rode her own horse.

In front of her, ten hundred-strong Auckland heavy infantry lined up in a thick and rigorous phalanx, striding forward with a determined pace. They were a handful of veterans of the new legion, each well-trained, well-armed, and steel-disciplined, forming a formation that looked like moving walls, and they were elite warriors who followed the glorious tradition of Auckland's pioneering days. In the earliest days of Auckland's pioneering days, these soldiers armed with tower shields, short swords at their waists, and javelins on their backs formed a phalanx that seemed to be a moving wall, impregnable but also indestructible.

Of course, after so many years of tactical development, Auckland has gone from being a small country in the corner of the Seredith Plain to a world power. The thunderous iron cavalry has become the new signature of the empire, but the tradition of the phalanx infantry has never lost its inheritance, and it has become more flexible. By now, a phalanx of 100 people is no longer just a single configuration of tower shields, javelins, turtles, but a battle group that includes sword and shield hands, pikemen, hook sickles, and crossbowmen. And at any time, it can be transformed from a 100-man phalanx into a mobile tactical unit of 20, 10 and 5 people, which is suitable and flexible according to the situation.

Regardless of the era, the Legionnaires were the most trusted backbone of the Oakland Empire. Whether it was the ordinary soldiers in the phalanx, or the emperors and generals above the court, they all believed in this deeply, until ......

"Gunslinger, start the first round of intimidation shooting!" Gritsa Elstein gave the second order.

After the phalanx, it took nearly five seconds for the soldiers in a simple horizontal formation to react and hurriedly pick up the rifles in their hands. Under the officer's reprimand, he raised the gun in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the sky at 45 degrees. Their tactical movements are far from the point where they have formed instincts after thousands of tempers, and in the eyes of the veterans of the front row phalanx, they are clearly a group of rookies, that is, a little better than the peasants who are temporary signs, and they can only serve as cannon fodder on the real battlefield.

However, these rookies are now the most powerful strike class in the legion.

"Phew! Bang! Bang! ”

A series of gunshots rang out outside the Norda Forest, but there was no scene of the birds fleeing in fright. In fact, the border of the forest has already been framed by the elves as a line of defense. And the elves who love life and nature remember to drive away the small animals so as not to be injured by mistake. Anyway, both sides can be regarded as starting to fight, and there will be no ambush.

Five hundred Wood Elf hunters, each armed with rifled guns, lay in ambush on the body of the Oak Tree Spirit, whose greatest ability is thick skin and thick flesh, and the ability to spread branches to form shields.

"As soon as the Aucklanders enter the red line, don't have to wait for my orders, open fire immediately!" The hunter general, Merrihill Silveroak, gave the order simply, and rode his panther to the back of the hill. She doesn't have to sit here to command, anyway, these elven hunters are all elites of a hundred battles, so they naturally know what targets should be attacked in the first round - centurion, standard-bearer, trumpeter, in order.

The Hunter General's mount was an aged Nightblade Leopard—for the Phantom Beast species, age was not old age but old age—and it was like walking on the ground through the mountains and jungles. She climbed the mountain and came to the side of the ancient tree of war, which was ready for bombing. It was a troop composed of fifty metasequoia tree spirits and fifty banyan tree spirits, all of which were sentinel trees that were good at lifting heavy objects and throwing them, so they could be regarded as the "artillery" of the wood elves.

"The letter eagle came to report that the guide guns concentrated on the opposite side should be thirty-six, divided into two types. The small ones have thirty doors, and the large ones have six doors...... It's the kind we've seen in Thunder Bluff. A druid with a helmet of antlers quickly returned.

"When it comes to firepower, we're going to suffer a lot." The druid was deliberately worried. He was originally quite confident in the ability of the "Treant Slinger", and the range and weight of each bullet were comparable to that of a leveraged counterweight trebuchet, and he threw faster and more accurately. Moreover, it is not used to pick up stones on the road, but alchemy products that the elves have added all kinds of fierce materials. A hundred ancient war trees are projected in array, and the effect of washing the floor is of course also mournful.

The dwarves are racking their brains to research and improve their various war equipment, and the elves naturally have a sense of superiority in their eyes, because they don't have to climb up and down the ground to do any engineering research, just wait to grow out of the ground.

It's just that such a sense of superiority has long been reduced to ruins in the impregnable ancient walls of the Thunder Cliff Fortress, and it has completely become history.

All the elves who participated in the Battle of Orgrimmar were quite familiar with the power of the guiding weapons, especially the large barrels.

"Tsk...... Therefore, the town of Ringu and the outskirts of the forest cannot be defended. "As long as they let their large forces into the jungle, the effectiveness of the cannons and array rifles will be minimized. However, to convince them that we were really being repelled and not deliberately induced, it was necessary to fight...... And the necessary sacrifices must be made. ”

The druid's face was a little ugly, and he sighed heavily: "I see. ”

He was not afraid of sacrifice, but felt that it was really embarrassing that the sacrifice was caused by a battle at the wrong time, in the wrong place, and with the wrong enemy, for which he didn't even know the reason.

At this time, the second round of guns on the Oakland side also began. The phalanx of heavy infantry also stopped outside the red line set by the elves, and began to form a final formation before making a charge.

After the third round of firing rows, the cannon will begin to roar. The moment the cannon roared, it was the best time for the infantry to charge. The veterans of the Legion began to check their weapons and prepare for the charge. This is called infantry coordination. It's just that this kind of tactic, which has not yet been mastered by the black uncles in Holy Terra, sounds simple, but it is actually quite difficult, and it is difficult for the artillery to guarantee that it will not hit its own people. Although these legion veterans are elite, they have only been in contact with the tactics of guiding weapons for a short period of time, and their quality in this area cannot really surpass that of Uncle Black. They are well aware that there is a high probability that they will be killed by the artillery fire of their own men on the way to the charge......

But what does it matter? For a long time, the Legion infantry in Auckland did not stride forward in the face of the enemy's dense bullets and all kinds of magic washing, and finally completed the task of iron felt perfectly, forcing the enemy into a desperate situation.

Anyway, as the legion infantry on the front line of the battlefield, they were ready to sacrifice for a long time. Is there a difference between being killed by the enemy in front or being accidentally wounded by artillery fire from behind?

The chief centurion, wearing a winged helmet and a spring-patterned robe and heavy armor, looked at his comrades with resolute expressions around him, bowed slightly, covered most of his body with a tower shield, and lifted his long sword.

He was waiting for the third round of gunfire.

"Woohoo!"

The chief centurion did not wait for the ensuing cannon fire to rise, he had already raised his sword above his head and shouted, "RU......"

"Roar!" The sudden roar of a huge dragon came from the sky, directly dragging out the centurion's roar.

The legionnaires, the riflemen, and even the artillery positions in the distance, the Auckland sergeants looked confused. In the jungle, the hunters and war dancers were at a loss, and even the ancient war trees were so frightened that they kept shaking their heads and tails.

Both of them looked up in unison to see the steel dragon spread its wings like a dark cloud covering the sky. It circled condescendingly, scanning the formations on both sides, and then began to descend with a terrifying aura of a heavenly calamity.

"Boom!" The steel dragon was much larger than the strongest of the primeval golden and red dragons, and when it landed, it was even more impressive, as if an entire mountain peak had smashed directly into the ground. The ground under the soldiers' feet shook a few times, and many of the soldiers who were caught off guard fell on the spot - mainly the guide gunners who were not very experienced in combat. As for the elite phalanx soldiers, they all quickly stabilized their bodies one by one. However, Rao was like this, and they all showed shocked expressions, and many people couldn't help but secretly swallow a mouthful of saliva.

No matter how elite a soldier is, he is not an undead robot after all, he will be afraid and will collapse. As a mortal, in the face of such a behemoth close at hand, looking at the majestic body supported by steel bones, you can't help but feel the solemnity from the ancient mythological era, and then feel inferior to your own insignificance.

The soldiers looked at each other, waiting for the officers' orders. In the face of such an out-of-specification enemy, should you retreat, or will you just go up and die? They really didn't think that a toothpick-like sword in their hand could hurt such a huge thing.

Just when everyone hesitated, the other party's long iron tail accidentally flicked. The soldiers felt their scalps tingle, and they could be sure that if the other party's tail, which was thicker than the stone pillars of the temple, really swept over, they might be able to carry a hundred-man team with a single blow. However, the tail did not come to sweep away the thousands of troops with a single blow, but broke the flagpole at the entrance of Lingu Town with a "duang". The wooden signboard on the flagpole fell to the ground with a "snap", startling the steel dragon and involuntarily shrinking its neck...... The kanban lady on the wooden signboard, how to look familiar.

Well, this steel dragon, which is like a mythical creature descending from the mortal world, suddenly makes such a move, which is really not in line with the style of painting. Everyone present felt that this scene was too discordant, and for a while everyone wondered if it was a hallucination, and the scene suddenly fell into a burst of silence.

On the battlefield where tens of thousands of people are facing each other and the murderous atmosphere is monstrous, it is very embarrassing to have this kind of quietness. Probably even the Iron Dragon probably felt that if this embarrassment continued, the bloody war scene would become a third-rate nonsensical comedy, so he opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar: "Stop! Stop it! Stop such stupid and crazy behavior now! This is the blessed place of Elena, the divine goddess of life, and this is the home of the Norda elves, who must not withstand harm from Auckland! Are you the soldiers of Auckland, the people of the Goddess of Radiance, the defenders of the world, the sharpest sword of the goddesses of the Heavenly Palace, but can you use them to harm your allies for thousands of years? And you, are you the guardians of Norda, the believers of the goddess of life and the spokesmen of the world? The power to fight against demonic filth, but why is it roaring at humanity? ”

"You should have fought side by side, you should have lived and died together! Isn't it? But why would you do such a stupid thing? Aucklanders, why do you trample on the banner of Knous the Great? Why should you defile the glory of the goddess of life, O elves? My name is Panarhis, the primeval dragon soul, the inheritor of the body of the Titans! Now, stop doing so immediately, or I will see you as an enemy! ”

…… The silence continued, except for the dragon's roar that echoed through the sky like thunder. The momentum is still very formidable, but the dragon itself is a little square.

Wait, at this time, isn't it true that both sides wept bitterly in front of my divine majesty and worshipped their heads? Didn't I shake hands and withdraw our troops under my intimidation, and a truce from now on, peace came to earth again? Isn't it true that from now on, such a popular and politically correct nickname as "Messenger of Peace, Panarse", will be known to everyone from the Atlas Mountains to the islands of the South China Sea?

Panarhis, though not lying on the ground, began to panic, and then heard a sneer from the Auckland camp over there.

"Herald! The artillery changes the target, covers with a salvo and smashes this big guy! A voice that Panarsis vaguely heard somewhere, said in a very calm but solemn tone.

"War Ancient Tree Ready! If there is any change in this huge thing, attack immediately! ”

…… It's not the same as saying yes!

Lao Pa, who is a herbivore, said that although he changed to a steel body, he is still a pet in essence, and he has not studied how to pretend to be forced, so he failed, right? In addition, I have not studied what to do in the event of a confrontation between the two armies and is about to be set on fire by both sides.

Online...... Forget it, this kind of hellish place can wait for a fart! Lao Pa began to look left and right, most people thought that this was a pre-move move, but there were still some keenly and vaguely aware of the other party's vacillation.

Krisel, who was watching a play on the hill in the distance, almost lost his breath. If you were a different dragon, no, even a slightly more fierce human, with such a strong body, you would have forgotten how many tails you had. Tens of thousands of troops on both sides? Even if there are hundreds of thousands of people, Ben Aotian has to be brainless and reckless to open a peerless mouth! As a result, this is no longer as simple as the shame of the dragons, even the Titans who made the steel body will have no face! I'm so ashamed that I'm about to cross the starry sky, is there wood?

Miss Shenglong pondered the past and used physical means to persuade the two sides to cease fighting. She belongs to the type that will be reckless even if there are hundreds of thousands. Before she could regain her true form, however, she witnessed a dimensional door open above the steel dragon's head. The elven girl Nicole helped Lu Xi, who was missing an arm and had his eyes closed and covered in blood, to walk out of the dimensional gate and step on the dragon's head.

Miss Corecel was silent for a moment, and when she turned to look behind her, she saw that the inauspicious fog that had risen from the depths of the forest had long since lifted.

She let out a long sigh of relief, and laughed out loud as she looked at the figure being held by the elven girl.

"Huh...... Everything. ”

Well, that guy seems to be missing arms and legs. However, for this dragon, this is not too important at all.

And on this side, Lu Xi, who was helped out of the dimensional gate by Nicole, although he looked miserable and miserable, because of the way he appeared, and now he was standing on top of the steel dragon, he was still a bit of a fan. So, this time, the soldiers who were about to attack stopped moving, and fell silent again.

However, it was all silence, so why didn't you feel embarrassed at all this time? Panarsis felt hurt.

With his eyes closed, Lu Xi could still use his spiritual sense to capture the breath of every individual within a few hundred meters of his surroundings, and even the strength of each individual. This is a feeling that cannot be experienced at all in the kingdom of the Nightmare King and the dream world of Sister Tido, as if it has brought people from the turbid and dark dark room to the wilderness with fresh air and wide vision, and it suddenly makes people feel refreshed and happy.

My heart is bright, my eyes are bright! Although I don't have eyes anymore.

Lu Xi took a deep breath and greedily enjoyed the fresh air of the main material world, the outskirts of the Norda Forest, while slowly turning his head in the direction of the Auckland army. He quickly felt the familiar feeling.

"Long sparse greetings. Ms. Grissa. Lu Xi bowed slightly, although he was saluting and greeting, he looked quite reserved. If you take into account the ages of both parties, Lu Xi's reaction can even be regarded as rude.

Some of the Auckland sergeants were in an uproar of discontent, but the parties had already come out. Ignoring the guards' obstructions, she made her way to the Iron Dragon.

"Your Highness, what are you ......" She looked up at Lu Xi, who seemed to have just crawled out of the siege of the demons of hell, and didn't know what to say for a while.

If Her Majesty saw you hurt like this, she didn't know how angry she would be.

"It's just a little detail that's not very important." Lu Xi behaved calmly, and he was not prepared to cover up the wounds on his body at all. With Nicole's support, he walked to the roof of the dragon's jaw and looked down condescendingly at the tens of thousands of Auckland troops in front of him.

"In short, the misunderstanding has been cleared up. On behalf of Her Majesty Katerina, I would like to thank you, as well as the cooperation of Noorda's allies. Now, please retreat and return to your station. Above. ”

……

That's it? Panarsis thought to himself with displeasure, this is much worse than the impassioned I had just been. Even if I could accept it, the elves and the people of Auckland wouldn't accept it, right?

Then Grysa Elstein bowed down and knocked her breastplate with her fist and gave a respectful military salute: "...... Obey the edict! Your Highness! ”

She then turned around and shouted in a much louder voice than when the order was given to attack: "All in formation, turn back!" ”

It's really okay!

At that moment, Panarsis felt that he was a complete fool, and if the body he was using now was a fat snow leopard, he might have cried out with a "wow".

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