A few days later, two thousand-strong gnome sappers arrived, led by Rado, and brought the news that Russ had taken the "Core of the Bolt" into Morsoblay from another direction.

Another three days passed, and five thousand heavily armed sturdy black iron dwarves entered Ironrock City.

At this moment, this dwarven fortress has been fully mobilized, and everyone is constantly busy.

Soldiers seized the last of their time to train in the skills of fighting with friendly forces, while ordinary residents worked desperately to produce weapons, armor, and portable food to prepare them logistically for war.

They all believed that as long as the city of Mosobrai was destroyed, the underground world within a radius of thousands of kilometers would be wiped out, and the rest of the distant dark elf cities would not be enough to pose a threat to this area.

A long peace is coming, a great feat that our ancestors have not been able to accomplish!

Subsequently, a whole army of 15,000 people was dispatched, and the total number was close to 30,000 including logistics, which is almost all the strength of such an area.

For Leo, the number of people who participated in the wars in his previous life was often in the millions, and tens of thousands of people were really nothing. However, he knew very well that the dwarves and dwarves were races that lived much longer than humans, and their reproductive ability was far inferior to that of humans, so it was already astronomical to be able to dispatch an army of fifteen thousand people, and this war was almost the heaviest thing that happened in these three cities in the last few hundred years.

Leo has always been self-aware, and in the army, his little level 3 mage could not play any role at all, so he did not act alone, but followed in the Great Enlightenment.

And his goal is also very clear, only after the coalition forces break through Mosoblay City and sweep away the threat, will he take the initiative to find the traces of the Darkmoon Church. You may miss something, but it's better than taking a rash action and getting yourself in danger.

A rapid march all the way. The Striker has made contact with the Dark Elves garrison.

Due to the sheer disparity in numbers, the Dark Elves and their slaves were almost crushed at the touch of a button.

After a brief discussion, several of the leaders of the coalition felt that instead of slowing down, they should rush to Mosoblay with all their might, because once too much time was left for the other side, it was difficult to guarantee that there would not be a large number of reinforcements coming.

If you can capture the city before reinforcements arrive, then use this as a base to snipe or sneak up on reinforcements. It is even possible to achieve even more unexpected results.

The next day, Morsoblis was already close at hand, and the army was converging with the "Bolt Core" moving from another direction.

After a brief supply correction, the first wave of Crypt Dwarven Gunners, Black Iron Dwarven Warriors, Gnome Combat Golems, and Sappers launched an assault on Morsobre.

It's hard to imagine such a city in the underworld. Majestic, magnificent, majestic, yet full of evil.

Rumor has it that there are 20,000 dark elves in the city of Morsoblay, as well as several times as many slaves of various races. Among them, about a thousand of the dark elves are nobles, belonging to fifty-three recognized families. However, due to the attack on Ravinton. At least half of the men and horses here have been transferred, and most of them are elite.

The dark elves had no idea that the gnomes and dwarves, who had been suppressed by themselves, would unite and launch an unprecedented counterattack.

The traffic in Morsoblé is very well developed. There are dozens of passageways that can be passed.

And the coalition forces, of course, chose one of the most important of these, the Sori Boulevard. At that time, a wide underground cavern with an overall width of several hundred meters could easily deploy its superior forces. And at the end of the channel. It was an artificially constructed wall that sheltered the sprawling city within.

Leo did not follow the first wave of attacking forces, but instead served as the Brass Dragon's sole point of contact. Standing a little higher with the Great Patriarch of the Dwarves, looking at the battle taking place in the distance.

Screams can be heard from time to time, mostly from coalition forces with gnomes and dwarves.

Hundreds of dark elf guards on the city walls were constantly drawing their bows and arrows, and although the scattered arrows posed no threat to the army, there were always unlucky people who were hit. Even though a few chaplains on the team tried desperately to treat the wounded, many still did not survive.

"Fire!" shouted a dwarven captain in the coalition.

As soon as the words fell, the flames of the charging team burst into flames, and dozens of dwarven artillery pieces attacked at the same time.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

After a series of roars, the city wall was undamaged, and even the dark elves on it did not decrease a few. The poor hit rate makes this long-range attack very unsatisfactory. However, the artillery was not useless, and the frightened Dark Elves hid behind the battlements, giving the stormtroopers a chance to move on.

"When is that brass dragon lady coming?" said Merion, his face heavy as he watched his fellow man fall.

As the Patriarch of the Dwarves, she has the power to resurrect those who have no bodies and are not completely destroyed, but she cannot do so. Even with the favor of the Lord of the Forge, her divine power is not endless, so she must retain all her power to deal with the serious crises that may arise. For example, the high-ranking sacrifices in the Dark Elves.

"You know, the other party is a dragon, and I can't order her. However, I believe that she will not let go of this opportunity to make a fortune. Maybe when the strongest of the enemies appears, she will show up too. Leo replied helplessly, and at the same time, for the first time, he felt firsthand how cruel war was.

Meriann sighed and could only continue to watch the battle ahead.

Sensing that the enemy was approaching within a hundred meters, a dark elf on the city wall quickly waved his arm, and after a while, several humanoids in black robes appeared on the city wall.

In the next moment, several area of effect spells took effect, and flames, whirlwinds, and frost swept towards the stormer.

For this situation, the stormtroopers were obviously prepared, and the priests who accompanied the team immediately cast protective magic to protect their comrades.

But no one noticed that a black figure, hidden in the glow of magic, suddenly appeared in the stormtroopers.

Two seconds later, a cloud of blood exploded, killing at least four priests instantly.

The first powerhouse among the dark elves has finally joined the battle, and in Leo's eyes, the level is at least not lower than level 8!

In the face of absolute strength suppression, hundreds of warriors below level 3 couldn't capture the figure of that strong man at all, let alone attack him, and for a while, fear spread, and the formation of the entire team began to become scattered. (To be continued......)