In this era when gods are everywhere, not only the races on the ground, including demons and undead, all have an unusually stubborn view of the bloodline system, especially the high-level demons who claim to be perfect creatures, and always look down on the "pig race" below the golden bloodline, even if they disdain the silver bloodline that is one step behind, and even the golden bloodline is unwilling to treat it as an equal, and the only ones who can barely enter their eyes are the "measurable" dragons and Titans.

Therefore, it is conceivable that when the High Demon Lord, Thutambelok, found that his treasure shelter was attacked, and the other party was still a lowly and incomparably inferior slave, his anger filled all the space in his brain, and his condescending psychology was completely no longer the worry and fear when he was attacked by the High Bloodline. If there was a shred of wisdom in it, it didn't step out of the castle to destroy the shameless ants in its eyes, but despite this, Sytumberok still urged a considerable level of defensive counterattack, vowing to raze the rebels and Kunali's army to the ground.

- It turns out that demons are not perfect creatures at all when it comes to the brain. At least in this regard, their distant relative, the Devil, is much better.

Just as Green had hoped, Hutemberok fought back.

Stars are falling.

Meteor Shower, recognized as a fourth-level spell by the Magic Guild in later generations, requires at least the strength of an eight-ring mage to be able to release it. Even in this distant era, where the concentration of mana was higher and the talent of the casters was even better, the summoning of this exaggerated meteor shower was still breathtaking. Even the brave Kunari had to take a break from the attack, but before the army could stop attacking and make an emergency evasion, the great general Assesis still wielded his exaggerated sword. Like an incarnated demon god, he oppressed Kuflin and Siegfried who were bullying him at the same time.

Blessed by runes and military energy, Assesis is completely a one-strength and ten-way of fighting, but it is this kind of bravery that is unrivaled on the battlefield.

"It's horrible," Atalanta covered her mouth in disbelief. "Even Kufrin and Siegfried are ......!"

"The Kunali are terrifying indeed." Mies's face was solemn, holding the steel sword in his hand, as if he was weighing the odds of winning in person, "There is a long gap between the battle on the battlefield and the individual battle of martial arts, I believe that Kuvrin and Siegfried are no less powerful than that general, but if they are on the battlefield, they ......" "I'm afraid only Kadoos can compete with them head-on." Lancelot took over with determination.

Misri nodded, convinced of the statement.

Kadoos? That Hercules?

Thinking of Lancelot's introduction before, and connecting with another well-known title of this legendary forger who forged many epic equipment in history, Green couldn't help but be a little curious. I don't know who will win and who will lose when this Assesis really fights with Cardoos.

But sure enough, it's my Acesis who has a better chance of winning.

The countless red dots in the air rapidly expanded, and the heat of the rapidly falling meteor friction continued to approach, and Assesis finally roared to stop the army's attack, ordering the soldiers to make an emergency evasion, and at the same time suddenly exerted force, bombarding the ground with unknown skills. Stir up waves of exaggerated ground stones, knocking out both Kufrin and Siegfried at the same time. Wait until the two of them avoid the stone waves. The general had already returned to the battle and commanded the troops to evacuate in an orderly manner.

Once again, the Kunari proved that while they were brave, they were not fearless puppets of the Dead.

"Looks like the plan worked."

Grimm habitually gave the old mage a thumbs up and quickly turned towards Misri, "Now it's our turn to escape. ”

In fact, it is not a teenager to remind. Misri had already given the order to evacuate, and the order was effectively carried out as soon as the air was full of fire and rain, and by the time Green turned around, the vast majority of the rebel army had begun to evacuate backwards in an orderly manner. And thanks to the mutilated establishment of the rebel army. It also helped a lot at this time. It's not that this slave revolt force was disorganized, in fact, under the training of Lancelot and others, spearmen, archers, swordsmen, and other troops all looked like them, but only one of the most common troops in later generations was missing, cavalry.

In the entire rebel army, only high-ranking generals and distinguished guests rode horses, such as himself and Endymion's party. However, when Green looked closely, he found that it was not actually a tamed horse that he had been riding for most of the day, but a magical beast that resembled a horse, and if his guess was correct, it was probably the ancestor of horses in later generations. However, Warcraft is not a beast after all, if you want to arrange it on a large scale, let's not mention the difficulty of taming, the rebel army itself has limited resources, and there are not enough animal tamers, so it is inevitable that it will not be able to form a cavalry unit.

"Man can be determined by will."

As if to see Green's thoughts, the old mage left a message as he passed by.

Rebel soldiers can be guaranteed order by faith or discipline, but livestock cannot, once a horse that does not understand the language is frightened, no matter how good the horse is, it will not be able to calm it down quickly, and the raging horse will quickly affect the surrounding soldiers and break the formation of the army, which will lead to the chaos spread among the rebel soldiers, so there is no cavalry formation at this time, but it is a favor to the rebel army.

"The density of meteor fire showers in this range is not high, and if you retreat one hundred and fifty yards, the safety will be greatly improved!"

As Albert ran, he did not forget to measure the situation of the aerial spells, and Lancelot, who was informed by him, immediately detailed the order to retreat.

Green followed the group, taking the moment to glance at the Kunali army in the distance. As a great general, Assesis certainly didn't need his worries - to be honest, even the current Assesis was enough to take care of himself - but Green couldn't help but look back. The Kunali withdrew in a timely manner, and like the rebels, the feared and invincible army seemed to be similarly lacking in cavalry, and with their iron will of discipline, it was more stable and orderly than that of the rebels.

However, the strongest army on the mainland did not have cavalry troops......

Green wondered for a moment, but the confusion was fleeting. The rebels did not have the conditions to make cavalry, and the Kunali were mostly because they did not need: first, with their height and weight. Coupled with the armor that matches the size, it is difficult to find a mount that can withstand the weight; Secondly, even if there is such a mount, and it collides with a Kunari after charging, it is not necessarily that anyone will be knocked out.

Having said that, the concept of cavalry may not exist at all in this era.

"My friend?" At some point, Misri stepped back to Green's side. "Your plan succeeded, is there anything else that is bothering you?"

"The Kunali retreat is only temporary, and as soon as Shutembelok stops his attack, the Kunali will probably come in pursuit immediately." Green squinted his eyes slightly, his gaze beating in the direction of the distant mountain peaks and the Kunali retreat, "We should take advantage of the opportunity of the Kunali to share the attack of the Mountain Demon King and take the castle as quickly as possible, so that even if the Kunarians attack again, we will have a place to defend." ”

He turned. He asked the old mage, "Mr. Endymion, you have a guarantee that you will be able to capture the castle, can you now elaborate on your plan?" ”

Endymion glanced at Misri, and with the permission of the leader of the rebels, he pulled out of his bosom - mostly under the guise of a magical fetch - a worn-out parchment scroll, which Grimm recognized at a glance, though it was written like a book from heaven. These were the exterior drawings of the magic fortress.

"The key to conquering the Mountain Demon King's Palace lies in this path." Endymion used a spell to unfold the scroll and float in the air, pointing to the foundation of the castle on the blueprint. "This opening, which was originally a sulphur channel for dumping waste, has been blocked with cash. However, the old man thinks that if a small number of elites are sent to open the river, it will not be a problem, and as for the detection of the Mountain Demon King, the old man can cast a spell to avoid it. As long as you can sneak in, disintegrate from the inside. Then no matter how strong the city is, it is easy to get it. ”

The plan sounds seamless, but it's always a matter of asking questions.

"If you can start from here, then why didn't you find out when the high-level bloodline attacked before?" Atalanta raised her doubts. If from the point of view of information resources, of course, the high-level bloodline is much richer than that of the rebel army, and it stands to reason that it will not find this breakthrough that even the "old man" can find.

Endymion, however, smiled proudly.

"It's not a big deal that anyone can get. In order to get this drawing, the old man took something as precious as his life. ”

"That's true, I almost lost my life." Albert leaned over and whispered behind Green's ear.

Lancelot then raised a few questions about the plan and drawings, and when they were resolved, the whole plan was drawn up, followed by the determination of who would execute the plan. Undoubtedly, Green was the first to apply for a job.

"The only thing I can contribute to the rebels is combat effectiveness," said the young lord, "and I also know a little about stealth infiltration. ”

The underground aqueducts of Idaria, the golden lunga during the occupied period, the underground stronghold of the Supreme Funeral Rite, and the belly of the Neptune whale...... Green lost count of how many places he had touched. The number of times may not be as good as the game adventures of the previous life, but the quality is far more than that.

If it weren't for the secrecy of his actions, perhaps he would have become famous all over the world and sensational in the world.

"The old man recommends Greenfield, although his strength is not clear to the old man, but his mind is indeed of great use." Endymion stroked his long beard and echoed Green's offer of self-recommendation.

"Then this should belong to our rebel army, and I am naturally duty-bound."

The second person who asked to go turned out to be Misri.

"No! It's too dangerous! Atalanta was the first to object, and Lancelot was a step slower, but also voted against, "My king must not be in danger, I am willing to take on this responsibility!" Siegfried, who was standing behind, did not speak, but there was opposition in his eyes, and only Kufrin kept gritting his teeth and looking in the direction of Assesis's retreat, completely oblivious to what Misri said.

"Lancelot, you stay, and this plan will be carried out by me and my friends." Misri vetoed the sword general's proposal.

Atalanta pursed her lips with some dissatisfaction, "Then I'll go too!" ”

"Don't argue, it's something I have to do." Misri stretched out his hand to stop the generals' admonitions, and gave his reasons: "Now it is not a battle between the two armies, it is important to stabilize the position, not to fight back." The rebel army needs strict and orderly leadership, my command ability is not as good as Lancelot, you also need to control the deployment and cooperate with Lancelot. For me, the only way to win the rebels is to take the castle than to stabilize the morale here. Although I have been elected to the leader of the rebels, I want you to remember that I am not a daughter who does not sit still, and that I have been an oppressed slave like you. ”

"Now, my friends and I, we will bring you victory."

"Please, don't stand in the way." (To be continued......)