Early in the morning, Toru, the leader of the Minotaur, took out his enchanted armor from the cabinet, and he gently stroked the armor in his hand, which seemed to others to be very strange at this time.

This is a secret that only Toren himself knows, this richly decorated armor is the spoils of his father's conquest of the Otherworld, he is the most beloved son of his father, and his father specially gave him this precious armor protected by the archmage in order to make him return to the abyss alive.

This armor also lived up to his father's expectations, saving his life in one duel after another.

It can be said that this armor has become Toruń's unspeakable comrade-in-arms who can be entrusted to life and death, and this time he and this good comrade-in-arms are about to participate in the battle again.

Dressed in gear, Torren carried his giant battle axe and rolled over and climbed onto a thorny drake with red bone armor. The minotaur warriors under his command saw the arrival of the leader, and looked intently at the leader, waiting for the leader's order.

Toruń had carefully looked at every Minotaur soldier under his command, and he knew that he would never see some familiar faces again after this battle. Therefore, before every battle, he would try to record the appearance of his subordinates, so as not to forget these brave clansmen in the future.

In the traditional belief of the Minotaur tribe, they believe that it is glorious to die in battle, so the Minotaurs are generally brave and fearless warriors. This is the glory and fate of the Minotaur race!

Toren nodded to his subordinates, and did not say some morale-boosting speeches before the battle, and his subordinates also understood what the leader meant, and climbed on the dragon beast one after another, and left the city of the Snow Tribe under the leadership of Toru.

At the gates of the city, Toruń's army soon encountered the army of gnolls led by Bobby, and the two armies came together according to the previous plan.

Goblin Bobby rode on a foal that had not yet fully grown up, and whispered to Toruń beside him with a mysterious expression: "Big man, I have brought 50,000 gnolls to support you this time, leaving only a little old, weak, sick and disabled to defend the city, are you sure to completely defeat these cunning humans?"

Torren moved his arm and replied in a deep voice, "Do you think I'm as talkative as you?, don't worry, the humans of the Empire haven't seen the power of abyssal magic yet, my priests don't just drive rain clouds, and when they fight us, I'll give them a big surprise!"

Poppy's eyes widened, and he exclaimed with a look of sudden realization: "Oh, I really underestimated you, I didn't expect to do bad things, you are slightly better than me as a big man!"

Ignoring his compliments, Toren began ordering his soldiers to inspect their equipment for damage.

Bobby doesn't have to worry about these trivial things, after all, the jackal is just a consumable in his eyes, so he doesn't bother to do these brain-consuming things!

The pre-battle preparations were made, and for the first time in the world, the Abyssal Army began to show a vestige of its fangs. Nearly 100,000 troops rushed towards the location of the imperial camp, and everywhere the army passed was dusty and unplanted.

On the other hand, the Imperial side had already prepared, and the scouts had previously detected the movements of the Abyss Army, and the Imperial higher-ups understood that the army that came to attack this time was no longer the army of the Snow Barbarians, but the monsters who had defeated the Imperial Army last time.

After the last fiasco, the Empress greatly improved the speed of order transmission in the army. The effect was significant, and now all the soldiers of the legion had already taken precautions, except for the majority of the cavalry troops outside the camp, and the remaining archers and infantry were all using the camp's tall fence as a cover, alert for a sudden attack by the enemy.

Toruń had already seen the wall-like fences built by the Empire from afar, and he did not deliberately underestimate the strength of the enemy, and out of caution he ordered the army to stop advancing on the plain about a mile away from the Imperial camp.

Toren was not worried about the Empire's trebuchets bombarding them at this time, he had learned from Nikolai earlier that in order to maintain the service life of the trebuchet, the craftsmen of the Empire would remove the delicate parts of the trebuchet after each battle for maintenance, and according to his calculations, the Empire's trebuchet should not be able to operate at this time.

But the flames that were streaking across the sky shattered his previous assumptions, and it was obviously the flint thrown by the trebuchet! Toren was shocked when he saw the boulder in the sky, why didn't the humans of the empire play their cards according to common sense? Aren't they afraid that the trebuchet will be overused and completely destroyed?

Gladys smiled as she stood on the lookout and watched the monsters look chaotic, and these monsters never expected that they had learned from the last experience and kept a hand.

Under her supervision, the craftsmen of the Empire are working non-stop to build trebuchets, and the batch that is now in use is the latest trebuchet, and now it is the turn of these evil monsters to feel the wrath of the country!