The afterglow of the setting sun dissipated, and the sunset stained the distant mountain sky.

The majestic portals shone with brilliant magical light, and after each burst, a legion arrived.

"Hurry, hurry!"

The commander shouted, running back and forth to see who was slow, and whipped it over.

The dragons of the Ministry of Magic flew in the sky, holding fluorescent crystal rods in their hands, guiding each legion to their predetermined positions and making room for the army to teleport as soon as possible.

Since it was the first teleportation operation, and the number of people was as high as one million, it was inevitable that there would be confusion, and after only half an hour, it was already half an hour different from the estimated combat schedule.

Of course, the performance of the elites is still obvious to all.

"Is this the surface world?"

The first to land was the second corps of the Red Dragon Legion, and just looking at the number of the legion so high, you knew that this was a trump card.

As soon as they landed, before they could see the world clearly, the officers had already made operational arrangements according to the information they had collected before, and compared the map to their respective defense areas to expel and deploy defenses, so as to clear a safe area for the follow-up troops.

The initial defense system has not yet been established, and the second hunting regiment has landed, all of which are composed of converted and loyal Dark Elf rangers loyal to the Red Dragon King, who are wearing wallets, hip scimitars, and short bows, and are worthy of being the kings of the jungle.

Faced with this world for the first time, the rangers marveled and sighed, and then there was a strong sense of possessiveness, they wanted to become the masters of this country, and then conquer the continent.

"For the glory of the King of the Red Dragon!"

Some dwarves couldn't hold back the surging emotions and roared wildly to vent.

The rangers rode the Nether Panther and scattered in all directions, tasked with destroying as many watchtowers along the border as possible. Kill sentries to cover the battlefield to the maximum.

In the third group, the hoplites began to land, and after increasing the defenses, the engineers arrived and began to build fortifications. Establish a temporary command so that the generals can command the battle.

"Soldiers, noble and fast!"

This military theory is common to all walks of life, and even the underground natives who live in dark regions closed from the mainstream world have learned it.

As soon as Commander Thorin set foot on the border, in addition to ordering his subordinates to go down to find surface wine, he sent a light cavalry regiment and began to march towards the royal capital.

The natives of the underground are full of disdain for the human kingdom, and the nine empires will not let them look up to it, let alone a third-rate country. So he rode lightly on a freshly dressed angry horse and pounced murderously, wanting to sweep the whole of Frankfurt within a week.

Soon, there was a lot of noise and smoke on the border, and many villages and towns had already fallen.

The devastating offensive, the pleasure of invading the enemy's territory~ feeling, the joy of plundering and reaping a bumper harvest. Inflate the self-confidence of the dwarves.

In order to increase the results of the battle, the light cavalry commander allowed his men to act in small groups.

"General. Think again!"

Adjutant admonished.

"What are you thinking about? This kind of opponent, I can win while lying down!"

The general looked into the distance and spat disdainfully, knowing that the soldiers had a share of the wealth they plundered. He wouldn't be stupid enough to go to the front to open the way and let the other corps behind take advantage.

Due to Downton's eloquence and princely status, Frankfurt has crushed the old powerhouses such as Xueman and sat firmly on the throne of the First Northern Empire.

Not to mention invasion of neighboring countries. Every day, I pray that Frankfurt will not fight, so there are very few troops in these places, and most of them are piled up on the front line with the Orc Empire, St. Gertland, and the Dragon Hills to guard against these strong enemies.

The first encounter was a miscellaneous game, and the border guards in Frankfurt were directly dispersed, but their will to fight was very strong, and they spontaneously formed a squad to resist, try to delay the pace of the enemy, and buy time for domestic deployment.

"How can ogres be with humans?"

A dwarven centurion walked into the burning watchtower and looked at the mangled corpses on the ground, his face grim.

Faced with an enemy dozens of times larger, these guys didn't even think about surrendering, no, they didn't even think about breaking through, and after lighting the beacon fire, they fought desperately.

The one-to-two exchange ratio seems to have earned one's own money, but you must know that the ones who died under their command were elites, and those who were stationed in the guard tower were generally those old, weak, sick and disabled miscellaneous soldiers.

"A human giving a lowly ogre a knife is simply subverting the worldview of the dwarves. ”

The centurion kicked the corpse and was surprised to find that the ogre was still the captain.

"Sir, there's still a living mouth!"

Two dwarves dragged out a badly wounded remnant from the corner.

"Kill it!"

The language is not comprehensible, not to mention that it is impossible for a small soldier to know what military deployment is, the centurion waved his hand casually, but in an instant he stopped his subordinates, because the wounded soldier actually spat boldly at him, and his face was full of contemptuous smiles.

"Chop off his limbs and hang him outside the watchtower, I want it to hurt enough for a day before he dies!"

The centurion grinned and enjoyed the thrill of the victor.

"You natives, all die, for the glory of His Majesty Downton!"

The remnants roared, looking fanatical.

"The wailing of the defeated dog!"

The centurion didn't care, and turned to leave, but stopped again, sniffing his nose, "What smell?"

"Seems to smell of some kind of ore burning?"

If it were other races, they would definitely not be recognizable, but the dwarves are good at mining and blacksmithing, and are familiar with all kinds of ores.

Soon, following the scent, the dwarves saw a burning flame moving on the ground, and then into an iron barrel.

"It's naïve to want to set us on fire with a barrel!"

The dwarves laughed wildly, savoring the supplies that had been thrown out of the watchtower, but the next second, with a loud bang that had been going on all day, the iron tong exploded.

Boom! Boom!

The powerful shock wave shattered the watchtower, and the rubble and pieces of iron shot indiscriminately, and the thirty or so dwarven soldiers inside and nearby were directly torn into shreds and flew into the sky.

Bang!

An iron lunch box fell and slammed into the head of a stunned dwarf, and someone spoke, but could not hear it. Because most people already have tinnitus.

The same thing happened everywhere, when the news converged to the headquarters, and then the general issued an order to the attention of the corps, the vanguard cavalry regiment. More than 2,000 people have already been reduced because of this tactic.

Even if they coveted the materials in the watchtower, the dwarves did not dare to rush in, after all, in this world, there is nothing more precious than a small life.

"You tell me that the sentinels are determined to die with the enemy, isn't that a joke?"

Thorin listened to the proclamation and scolded angrily, there is no deserter army, and it is still called the army? It's all news of the enemy's desperate resistance, and even if the human race is concerned, after all, it's to protect the family and defend the country, but what are those ogres, bear goblins, and jackals for?

As a supreme commander's instinct, Thorin felt that the Red Dragons had probably kicked the hardest iron plate ever.

Why are the natives desperate? Because they can get back a Frankfurt citizenship, their families and descendants will not be restricted to living on the border, but will have access to major cities. Even the royal capital has the right to receive education.

Even if it's indigenous. They also have dreams, they want their descendants to live a life of human beings, before, they couldn't find a way to sell their lives, and now, they have become Downton's most loyal lackeys.

Arguably. The natives' will to fight is much higher than that of those humans, and of course, humans are not bad.

In addition to the system of rewards and punishments, Frankfurt was also a rising empire. This will give the people an unprecedented sense of unity and glory, so it shows unprecedented cohesion.

After an initial panic, the Frankfurters began a spontaneous counterattack, and the dwarven hussar regiment visibly felt a slowdown in its advance.

"Damn, those people on the other side killed more than a dozen of my subordinates, and you told me they were militiamen?

A thousand elders scolded.

The centurion was depressed, he found that the enemy he was confronting, acted in an orderly manner, and the leader was apparently well educated at some military academy.

Under the blue sky, a huge fleet was flying at full speed, rushing to the border.

This is the Totem of Death Legion that belongs to Nicole.

On the bridge of the flagship ship, a dragon lich in military uniform stood in front of the military map, looking excited, and the pen in his hand crunched.

"It's finally time for me to make a difference. ”

Nicole has a tendency to move from a military maniac to a war maniac.

"It's not very bad on the front lines, and I have to say that Downton was really visionary. ”

The staff officers sighed.

On his first day as Governor of the West, Downton ordered that children over the age of twelve be educated, and that the Westside was responsible for the funding, and when he became the Hand of the King, this regulation was extended to the whole country.

A few years have passed, and these children have grown up, and the outstanding ones have entered the military academy for further study, and the eliminated ones have gone home to fight for life.

The dwarves don't know that even these eliminated ones have received at least five years of formal education, which are all teachers and professors that Downton spent a lot of money poaching from prestigious schools.

Under the leadership of these 'eliminators', the militia and farmers can at least cause some trouble to the enemy, not to mention destroying the enemy.

"Is the enemy confirmed?"

Nicole is not surprised by this, in previous military exercises, Downton has said more than once that education is the foundation of an empire!

"It's the Red Dragon Legion from the Dark Realms!" the staff officer announced, "Your Majesty has offended Smaug!"

"Offended? Smaug is also worthy? Forget it, no matter who it is, in short, let them have no return. ”

Nicole is ready to fight, but she is waiting to rely on this battle to become a star in the attention of the whole continent.

The legions have received the latest battle orders, and they are lightly armed, including logistics, and the entire empire has turned like a huge and delicate gear.

"Red Dragon Legion?very good, those surrounding countries are constantly thinking carefully, this time, let's use the underground natives as stepping stones, let those people see with their own eyes, how powerful this empire is, to implant fear and awe deep in their bone marrow, and no longer dare to resist!"

Sissi, who was in the royal capital, signed an order, "Use the airships of guns and roses to invite the kings of those countries to enjoy this feast of war!" )