The characteristics of the dwarven army are "defense", "immobile as a mountain", the orcs are in the southernmost part of the barren stone plateau, and the dwarven soldiers have been entangled for hundreds of years, and the number of breakthroughs in defense is almost counted with one hand, so fighting with the dwarves is always the most troublesome thing, the strength of these little men is not worse than the orcs, so the offensive ability is weaker, but the first attack failed to break through their defenses, and they will fall into the rhythm of "war of attrition". Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

And the mounts of the dwarf army are also quite special, Danmo Snow Mountain is rich in goats, so since the second era, the dwarves have domesticated aggressive goats as their mounts, although it looks funny, but don't underestimate the dwarf goat cavalry, this special type of troops may not be as good as the human heavy cavalry and light cavalry on the plains, but on the hilly terrain, the goat cavalry who are good at climbing, is almost completely abusive to all other cavalry arms.

Moreover, in recent years, as the "Iron Behemoth" legion has matured, the shortcomings of the dwarves' lack of attack power have been completely compensated for by these steel tanks that swallow black smoke, and if they are left with enough time, it is likely to create a steel army that can deter the entire Third Age.

And this time the Battle of the Dragon Plains is the first appearance of the "Steel Behemoth" legion.

"Father, when will we get to the White Rock Plateau?"

Fei Le, who served as a combat scout, piloted his unicorn, easily passed the fast-moving Nightblade Leopard Cavalry, and came to the side of Moon Blade, facing his son, this mature genius assassin, Nemo's cold face that had not changed for ten thousand years also flashed a trace of softness, and he groaned,

"At the current rate, we will be able to reach the forward base by noon tomorrow at the most, by the way, Fei Le, is your sister's condition still not good?"

Compared with two years ago, Fei Le's face was a little more mature and less frivolous, and in the face of his father's question, he shook his head with an ugly face,

"My sister won't even let me near her!Father, haven't you noticed that your sister has become much more withdrawn since she escaped from that floating city last time?"

"I found... However, this is her own choice, and I have no right to ask. ”

Nemo looked back at the Moon Sacrifice Lenia, his own daughter, who was riding on a moon-white moonbladed leopard with purple gems on his forehead, at the back of the group, and his tone was somewhat indifferent,

"The death of General Lina has caused a great irritation to her psyche, but there is no way, as a legend, these can only be overcome by herself. ”

File also sighed when he heard his father's words, he waved his hand at the Moon Blade, and rode the unicorn to the front of the group, as a scout, he had to enter the White Rock Plateau before the army arrived, and although he was Nemo's son, he was not privileged in this regard.

As for Lenia, as she got closer and closer to the Dragon Plain, a trace of bitterness appeared on the emaciated face of the Moon Priest, and she subconsciously touched the golden earrings on her ears, which kept beating to tell her that her master was there, right on that plain.

Lenia had tried to tell her powerful father and mother the secret of this humble earring countless times, but when the words came to her mouth, she stopped abruptly, no one knew better than her the strength of the fortress, and no one knew better than her what kind of terrible soul was hidden under Elivan's seemingly gentle exterior, especially when Elivan pointed out that File himself was also a member of his old K-group, this concern had reached its maximum.

She couldn't even imagine what kind of ending would be once she revealed the secret of her earrings and greeted File?

Is that group, the group of warlocks who manipulate demons, the patriarch who controls necromancy, the swordsman who wields artifacts, the exiled shamans, the group that all have ancient heritage, the group that controls at least seven legends with magic weapons, is it really something that they can fight against?

Even his own omnipotent father, in that situation, can really fight against such a combination?

She didn't know the answer, and even, she was terrified of the answer.

And what frightened Lynia the most was that after returning to the Elven Court from the Floating Island, the grace of the moon god, which was originally closely connected to her spirit, also disappeared without a trace, as if the great moon god Su Lun had abandoned her as the moon sacrifice, no matter how sincere her prayers were, she could not get even the slightest response, this feeling made Lenia at a loss, taking the opportunity of this expedition with the army, she escaped from the moon temple as if she had fled, she was afraid that her strange appearance would be discovered by other moon sacrifices.

Although the magic can still be used, the power has undoubtedly decreased a lot, and at this moment, Lenia, whether in terms of strength or heart, is already extremely fragile, she is eager to see the initiator, she wants to figure out what happened to her.

In fact, what happened to Lenia also happened to the fire-bearer sacrificing to Popov...

"Run, sharp angle, run!"

In the gloomy woodland leading to the Dragon's Plains, a bloodied Popov was riding his goats for his life, and the ten sacrificial guards who had been following him had been killed in that vile attack, and if it weren't for his quick reaction, he would have been in that ferocious magical raid.

Unlike Lenia, who went out with the army, Popov sneaked out alone, losing his sense of the god of the forge, and Popov knew immediately that this must be the reason for the damn magic weapon on his wrist, so he set off earlier than Lenia, but at the moment when he was about to enter the Anumanche country, an unexpected surprise attack disrupted all of Popov's plans.

The dwarf's mind was now in turmoil, for he could see clearly that it was his colleagues and subordinates, fellow priests of the Order of the Fire Bearers, who had attacked.

"Traitors who have turned their backs on our God!

A flaming arrow containing energy grazed Popov's body, breaking the flame shield he had barely used, Popov didn't dare to stop, but he was not stupid, and hurriedly condensed another shield with difficulty, wrapping his goat's sharp horns, which were also covered in magic scars.

Whether or not you can escape from the pursuit of these sacrifices now depends on whether the speed of the acute angle is fast enough!

"It's not far away! I can feel it, that breath is ahead! Hold on a little longer, sharp angle! It's coming soon!"

Popov's cheeks were full of blood, and after losing the powerful divine blessing, let alone facing the other leaders of the sacrificial order, even in the face of ordinary fire-bearer sacrifices, he was no opponent, so there was no other way for Popov to go except to escape.

"Kill him!

Still in pursuit were three ordinary fire-bearer priests, who were also riding on fierce goats in full armor, not much faster than the already injured sharp angles.

"Flame Blast!"

"Bang!"

"Divine Arts-Arrow of Fire!"

"Boom!"

"Divine Spell - Firestorm!"

"Bang!"

Acute Horn is a very powerful goat, and it relies on its keen perception to dodge the first and second shots, but the third shot is an area attack magic that cannot be avoided no matter what. (To be continued.) )