At the same time - the battlefield of Astrana.

"Kane—are you ready? I think it's time for you to show your worth. ”

Kane Bloodhoof, who had been watching the battle with him, sighed, he had witnessed too many killings today, and the more he watched, the more he realized that Emperor Shenwu was a terrible ruler, and the war he launched involved everyone, and the Minotaur was destined to be unable to stay out of it.

"I've got everything ready, tell me what I need to do?"

"Go there, open a passage." Emperor Shenwu pointed to the battlefield and said.

Kane Bloodhoof nodded, "I'll complete your mission." ”

With a loud roar, he led more than a thousand Minotaur hoplites who had already been prepared to rush towards the position of the estuary.

At this time, this area of the estuary has become a meat grinder-like existence, the flesh and blood of the trampling of the ancient tree of war, the flesh of the centaur, the black dragon burned the ancient tree of war to ashes, and the elite archer of the night elves shot the black dragon from the sky......

Fierce battles unfolded in every area, with both sides committing large numbers of troops, one trying to open the gap and the other resisting to the death, with countless lives dying at every turn.

The addition of this thousand heavily armed minotaur warriors instantly tilted the balance of war in favor of the Centaur Empire.

The minotaur is more than three meters tall, each holding a large axe and a heavy hammer, and has three skills: crushing strike, tenacious life, and ancestral power, especially the smashing strike, once triggered, it will cause area damage to surrounding enemies, plus large creatures have anti-infantry damage bonuses, and joining the melee at this time is the nemesis of these bear monsters in front of you.

A thousand heavily armed minotaur warriors devastated all the way, beating the bear monster to the head of the rat, and it was about to open the gap.

Seeing that the bear monster was about to be overwhelmed, Tyrande hurriedly sent new units to join the battlefield.

More than a dozen mountain giants with a height of more than ten meters rushed up carrying the big trees.

Don't look at the minotaur three or four meters tall, tall and mighty, he can be described as extremely burly in front of the bear monster, but compared to these mountain giants, he immediately became a dwarf.

These mountain giants are made of rocks, and the weapons in their hands are taken directly from the entire tree.

Dozens of more than twenty-meter-spanning Chimera behemoths flew out of the Chimera perch and threw themselves into the battlefield, these terrifying behemoths had two huge monstrous heads, one with a lion head and one with a sheep's head, capable of spewing lightning breath and strong acid venom at the same time.

For a ground unit like the Minotaur that has no anti-air capability at all, it is simply a one-sided slaughter.

At this moment, the Minotaur was suddenly miserable, and was beaten by the mountain giant, and was set on fire by the Chimera lightning and venom in the air, and fell down in rows.

Fortunately, the black dragon led by Morpheus did not leave, and sprayed the Chimera, giving the minotaur a little respite.

Kane's bloody hooves wielded his battle axe, but he couldn't break through the defense.

Emperor Shenwu was not surprised by this result, he continued to send troops into this meat grinder-like gap with a blank face, three thousand, five thousand, ten thousand, centaurs rushed in groups, and died in groups.

The corpses were constantly stacked on the battlefield, and the Shenwu Emperor sent a team of centaur psychics, these casters who studied evil witchcraft summoned skeletons from the dead corpses to rejoin the battle, but these centaur psychics did not be arrogant for long, and were soon assassinated by a group of elven shadow assassins who appeared out of nowhere.

Emperor Shenwu's expression gradually became solemn, the night elves are worthy of being the chosen race of 10,000 years of inheritance, and this background is strong.

The emergence of various extraordinary classes and the emergence of various allied races has caused this estuary plain to become a black hole that devours life, and he has now tens of thousands of elites filling this bottomless pit.

Don't look at the Centaur Empire has an army of millions, but most of them are mid-range monsters of about twenty or thirty levels, and there are many low-level monsters of more than ten levels, and the real high-level monsters do not exceed 100,000, and at this time, one-third of them have been consumed here.

Shadow of War: Boss, Cenarius has been killed.

Emperor Shenwu: Well done, how did you die?

Shadow of War: Hellroar's Jump Split, Plus, Hellroar still drinks demonic blood.

Shenwu Emperor: I see, the people who brought you back back, there may be tasks for you to do next.

Turning off the private message, Emperor Shenwu was thoughtful, it seems that the previous guess of the advisory group may be true, and there may really be such a thing as a fate line in this world.

Especially in those key plot characters, this sense of fate is extremely profound.

I just don't know how strong this force of fate is? Is it something that can be reversed by man?

Hehe, okay, then let me try what it's like to change my life against the sky.

Thinking of this, the corners of Emperor Shenwu's mouth suddenly showed a smile.

He glanced at the still scorching battle situation, and had already made up his mind that it was time to press all the chips.

Without the potential threat of Cenarius, he could finally let it go.

The key now lies in this gap, which, once torn open, allows the centaur army to storm into the city.

"Mother Earth, lend me your power, the elemental from the deep rock abyss, listen to my command!"

Boss Skill - Summons a granite golem.

Thundered! The ground suddenly cracked and bulged, and huge rock-made creatures slowly crawled out of the ground, and four granite puppet colossias with a height of more than ten meters rushed towards the battlefield without stopping.

Immediately afterward, hundreds of harpies flickered their wings and entered the room, and instead of participating in the air battle between the black dragon and the horned eagle beast, they swooped down one after another, each of them holding a goblin bomb.

Boom Boom! A series of explosions completely crushed the mixed force of bear monsters and elven warriors, leaving only eight or nine mountain giants still resisting the line.

But the granite golem that followed immediately let them know which was harder, granite or stone.

These nearly twenty-meter-tall big men punched me and punched me with an earth-shattering blow, and taking advantage of this opportunity, the centaurs rushed towards the depths of the city.

However, a bearded druid dressed in a feather robe appeared in front of the two armies.

Vandal Deer Helm (Great Druid): "Feel the wrath of nature. ”

Plague of Thorns!

Countless vines sprouted from the ground, winding around the centaurs and minotaurs.

Immediately after that, hundreds of Night Elf sword dancers entered the battle, these warriors with dual blades have tens of thousands of years of combat experience, and their swordsmanship is extremely superb, with three skills: dodge, vital strike, and blade dance.

This sword flurry is another full-body magic skill, giving these level 50 elite swordsmen super harvesting ability.

The centaurs who made it into the gap were almost slaughtered like chopping vegetables and melons.

Damn, just a little bit! Watching the centaur raiders who burst into the entrance being cut down one by one, and then pushed back, the Shenwu Emperor showed a gritted expression for the first time.

It's still too low a monster level.,This kind of mid-to-low-level wild monster in more than twenty levels is too weak.,No matter how much you rush in, you'll be cut down.,It's okay to kill the shooter troops.,I'm dumbfounded when I meet a senior soldier.。

While continuing to dispatch troops to fill it in, Emperor Shenwu glanced at the Khan's personal guard two thousand five hundred meters behind him.

These Khan's personal guards are the real elite troops under him, the elite monsters of Yishui.

But as a last resort, he wasn't going to get into it.

This thing is a high-level soldier, it takes a lot of experience to be promoted, and it took so many battles to save up these three thousand Khan guards, once it is exhausted, there is no way to replenish it in a short time.

"Deathwing, I need your help." He yelled at the Black Dragon King in the sky.

Murphy has been watching the excitement in the sky, so he doesn't care if the centaur can win or not, but this will make the other party ask for help, but he must also make a move.

"Hmph, as you wish! Get your people ready, and I'll blaze a trail. ”

Murphy said, took a deep breath, swooped down towards the battlefield below, and rushed straight towards the position of the estuary, Morpheus, who had not been able to work, hurriedly flew to the side, giving way to the attack route, only to see Deathwing suddenly open its wings, and the pitch-black wings cast a shadow like death, and a big mouth - the Flood of Flames!

Raging dragon fire erupted, whether it was vines, bear monsters, centaurs, minotaurs, and even mountain giants, all of them were instantly reduced to ashes in the flames.

Only the granite golem survived with a rock structure and super high fire resistance.

The flame spurted solidly from one side of the estuary to the other, burning a channel of ashes and flames, and the flames scattered, and the hundreds of elven sword dances were gone, all of them turned into charred corpses on the ground.

As soon as Mo Fei finished squirting a breath of dragon breath, he was shot by the Night Elf archer behind the front line, and his whole body was covered in arrows.

He didn't care, the thick dragon scales gave him a super high damage reduction, not at all like when Morpheus used to dodge, and directly resisted the air attack and continued to lick the ground, a few mouthfuls of dragon breath sprayed over, and the shooter troops also suffered heavy casualties.

Seeing the Deathwing wreaking havoc in the city, burning the direction of the Night Elves to pieces, the Shenwu Emperor immediately seized the fighter.

"It's time to attack on all fronts!"

Ten thousand centaur marauders killed it, although the combat power of these little monsters in their twenties is not strong, but they are cheap, and the system will be refreshed in large quantities every day, so I don't feel distressed to die, and then gritted my teeth.

"Xiao Chen, bring a thousand Khan's personal guards to kill and supervise the battle from behind!"

I was so nervous that I didn't even act.

Xiao Chen in the mouth of Emperor Shenwu is a 'white horse general' with pure white hair, a silver scale armor, and a barren halberd, although he is a centaur, he actually has a bit of heroic temperament.

Thousands of troops avoid the white robe (centaur overseer): "Obey Your Majesty's orders, you can see." After saying that, he waved his halberd and killed him with a thousand khans.

With the BOSS opening aura to boost morale, the 10,000 centaur marauders immediately rushed into the city in a hurry to slash and slash at the scattered elven archers.

A thousand Khan's guards slowly advanced behind, destroying all survivors.

Seeing this wave of offensive attack into the city, the situation in Astrana suddenly fell into a critical situation.

At this moment, a message appeared on Murphy's private message channel.

Wang Xuan: Mo Fei you bastard, I asked you to stop the rise of the Centaur Empire, not for you to help them rise, what the hell are you doing?

Mo Fei didn't bother to pay attention, spitting flames to himself, and said in his heart, why haven't those people come yet?

Soon the whole city was in flames, and there were burning trees everywhere.

A white tiger suddenly appeared on top of a tall tree tower, on which sat Tyrande, dressed in a long white dress.

Deathwing! Tyrande stared at the huge monster in mid-air, she had witnessed the fall of Deathwing in the Battle of the Ancients 10,000 years ago, but she didn't expect to see it again 10,000 years later.

Despite the huge disparity in strength, she had to fight.

Tyrande bent his bow and shot an arrow, which slashed a silver meteor into the gap between the two scales.

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1795！

Mo Fei felt a slight tingling in his chest, looked down, and immediately laughed.

Nesario (King of the Black Dragons): "Tiny elf, you have courage - but also stupidity, who gave you the courage to face the wrath of the King of the Black Dragons!" ”

Tyrande (High Priestess of the Luna): "Get out of my city Deathwing, Cenarius will be there soon!" Don't blame me for not warning you. ”

Nessario (King of the Black Dragon): "Hahahaha, little elf, your bluff means nothing to me, I don't care about Cenarius at all, and besides, the demigod you serve has fallen, and nothing in this world can stop me!" ”

Nozdorm (Keeper of Time): "Are you brother, have you forgotten about us?" ”

I saw that the air behind Tyrande suddenly distorted, and an elf with long bronze hair walked out, he had a high bun, a long beard fluttering, a naked upper body tattooed with dragon patterns, and the shoulder armor on the right side was in the shape of a dragon's head.

"Nozdorm? It's you! Deathwing's voice was full of rage, but Murphy was secretly relieved in his heart.

You're finally here, I don't know what to do if you don't come again, you can't really squirt Tyrande to death and let the Centaur Empire rise.

Nozdorm (Time Keeper): "Yes, it's me, and your evil plans are going to fail, but I guess you expected that, didn't you?" ”

Mo Fei was slightly stunned, what did he mean by this? There's something in the words.

Nesario (King of the Black Dragon): "Hmph, after all these years, you're still the same, and you like to play dumb riddles." ”

Suddenly, the exclamation of a Black Dragon Lord was heard in the sky, "Lord Nesario, we have been attacked. ”

In the sky, red dragons, green dragons, blue dragons, bronze dragons, and the dragons in the sky appeared out of thin air and attacked the Black Dragon Legion.

Mo Fei looked up, and felt comforted in his heart, thank God you still brought a lot of younger brothers, it's okay, it's okay, if you come less, Lao Tzu's conspiracy will really succeed.

(End of chapter)