Chapter 7: The Battle of Hugo

After teleporting away all the crew, Dick felt a void in his body, and he casually slashed dozens of flying snakes into minced flesh with a "dimensional storm", and then yelled at everyone: "The crew has been teleported away by me, and everyone is on the back of the black dragon of Lord Marken." Lord Marken, with your Wyvern we should be able to shake off the Kraken's pursuers. โ€

As the words fell, Dick was the first to jump on the black dragon's back, and then the others also fought and retreated, and came to stand on the black dragon's back. The black dragon raised its head and let out a long roar, and with a wave of its wings, it had already risen into the air, flying away into the distance like an arrow from a string. That speed is beyond the reach of any Kraken.

All that's left on the sea is the Kraken legion and an empty ship.

The aura of the black dragon was like a candle flame in the dark night, clearly providing the direction of Dick and the others for the Kraken Clan, but the speed of the Black Dragon was beyond the reach of those low-level Kraken clans.

Now, Dick and the others are also desperate. It's all here, and there's no reason to go back. Anyway, his whereabouts have already been exposed, so he simply rushed directly to the God's Ruins with the speed of the flying dragon in one go. If you're lucky, you can enter the ruins before you alarm the high-ranking Kraken clan.

The sky gradually turned white, and the morning glow filled the sky. On the back of the black dragon, everyone was sitting cross-legged, recovering the magic and fighting energy consumed by last night's battle. Dick, in particular, is not small for him to use "mass teleportation".

When the sun rises overhead, the six-pointed star-shaped floating star island is already in sight, and it takes two days to travel by boat, and it only takes half a day to reach it by flying dragon. Fortunately, in this half day, everyone did not alarm the high-level Kraken clan to chase and kill.

After half a day of recuperation, everyone, including Dick, has returned to their peak condition. Everyone looked at the Floating Star Island in front of them, and they all breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts. The ruins of the gods are on the island!

The black dragon landed smoothly on the island, and everyone jumped off the dragon's back, and then Marken let the black dragon move freely.

Etasha spoke, "We've arrived at Floating Star Island, but where will the relics of the gods be?"

"I don't know, but I think it's in the center of the island. Heimerson thought for a moment, then spoke.

They consulted and agreed with Himmerson, and then took the direction to the center of the island. Fuxing Island is full of lush primeval forests, as far as the eye can see, there are big trees hugging four or five people, the sun shines through the dense branches and leaves, stingy sprinkled a little bit of sunlight, the ground is full of tangled roots and scattered rocks, as well as all kinds of moss and reptiles, and the humid air is full of the smell of rotten wood and rotten grass.

The warriors had to draw their swords and use them to cut down the vines and shrubs they encountered on the road, otherwise they would not be able to advance at all. Everyone just overcame the thorns and thorns, and approached the center of the island step by step.

The Empire of Huce, the Great Plains of Hugo.

The Miro Expeditionary Force and the main army of the Xiuth Empire faced off here, and the strength of both sides was about the same, so neither was in a hurry to launch a decisive battle, but constantly sent small teams of scout cavalry to spy on each other and harass each other, testing each other's weaknesses. And the soldiers on both sides are fighting hard, waiting for the arrival of the big battle.

Behind the military camp of the Empire of Huce, there is a huge tent, and in the center of the tent is a huge sand table, and the terrain on it is the Great Plains of Hugo. The supreme commander of the Hus Empire in this battle, General Isr, sat at the top of the list, and on either side of him, sat two rows of high-ranking generals.

General Isr spoke: "The Miro people have shamelessly invaded, insulting the dignity of our Empire, and now the soldiers are directed at the imperial capital of Xiufaste, we are a barrier to the empire, everyone, what is the best way to make us victorious?"

Immediately, a young general said: "We have slightly more troops than them, we will not necessarily suffer losses in a head-to-head confrontation, Weishenme is afraid of them, just fight them directly!"

Isr waved his hand and motioned for the young general to sit down: "This is a strategy to hurt a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, and we shouldn't do this until the time of Zuihou." โ€

Another old general stood up and said, "We can defend the city with the advantage of the location and the fortified city, and when the army of the Milo is exhausted, we will destroy it in one fell swoop." โ€

Isr shook his head: "The invasion of the Miro people has caused great repercussions in the country, and now everyone from the court to the common people has high hopes for us, hoping that we can teach this despicable Miro people a lesson, and what people are eager for is a hearty victory." Instead of letting us cower inside the fortress and drag down the enemy. Do you understand?

There was a moment of silence in the tent, and General Isr's brow furrowed as the silence grew.

"The larger the beast's body, the more it eats. A general sitting in the corner spoke lightly.

General Isl's eyes lit up: "Makes sense, go on!"

"Yesterday our scouts detected the location of the enemy's grain and forage. โ€

"Is the news reliable?" asked General Isr.

"There is a mountain of food there, and there should be no mistake. โ€

"Well said, what is your name, there will be a great reward after the deed is done!" General Isr was overjoyed.

"The Last Will Be Called Naga"

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The night is deep and quiet, without stars and moon. The cool breeze blew the clothes of the soldiers who were sneaking through the night.

A full 200,000 soldiers stalked silently in the night, and in order to prevent the blades from reflecting the light, the long knives they held in their right hands were all specially wrapped in black cloth, and in their left hands they held torches doused with animal fat.

Along with this team were more than twenty fire mages, including even a fire archmage. Because of the importance of this mission, the team was led by General Isr himself, and General Naga, who provided this strategy, also followed the army.

In the distance, the Hughes soldiers could already see the lights on. In the dim light, you can see a hedged camp in the distance, full of grain, grass and grain. Outside the camp, only 50,000 soldiers were stationed.

The cautious General Isr also sent scouts to investigate, and the news was that there was a bare plain on all sides, and it was impossible to hide a large number of troops. After listening to the report, General Isl finally let go of the doubts in his heart and shouted, "Attack!"

It was like a wolf pack in the dark night suddenly showing its fangs, and 200,000 tiger soldiers shouted "Kill!" The rolling sound wave shattered the quiet night.

200,000 against 50,000, with mental arithmetic and unintentional.

The Mirรณ soldiers also resisted bravely at first, but in the face of the wolf-like culling of the enemy army, which was far outnumbered by them, the desire to survive finally prevailed over the sense of honor, and the 50,000-strong army was defeated like water, and the defeated soldiers fled into the distance.

The soldiers of the Xiusi Empire daxiao together, they took out the flint from their bosoms and lit the torch in their hands, and then they rushed into the granary of the Miro Empire, seeing what to burn. Fire mages also demonstrated their ability to control fire, directing flames to turn the entire granary into a sea of fire. The fire burst into the sky, lighting up the night sky.

General Isr also followed the soldiers into the granary, looking at the tongue of fire rising into the sky, he hahadaxiao, but suddenly, he faintly felt that something was wrong, and it all seemed to be a little too smooth.

He immediately grabbed one of the soldiers and said to him, "Quick! Look around and see if there's anything wrong." Although the soldier was full of doubts, he did not dare to slack off in the face of the general's order, and he hurried out, but after a few minutes, he ran back with a face like dirt, and shouted in panic: "The big thing is not good, we ...... We are surrounded!"

How could it be? Isr was incredulous, but he immediately gave the order to retreat, and the army hurriedly withdrew from the granary, and then they found that they were really surrounded, but not surrounded by troops, but by the five-meter-high earthen wall that appeared out of thin air, three layers inside and three layers outside!

Earth Magic: Earth Wall!

The entire 200,000 soldiers, all trapped in this fire that they had lit themselves, could not escape! And from beyond the earthen walls, there were people who kept pouring oil into it. The fire simply cannot be extinguished!

To exchange all the food and grass of the entire 500,000 troops for the lives of their own 200,000 soldiers?

What a poisonous strategy! What a ruthless heart!

"Quick, mage, blast open these dirt walls!" Isl had begun to regret that he had allowed the mages to expend too much mana to light the fire.

Fire Meteor, Inferno Flame, Great Fireball, Dragon's Fury...... Twenty fire magicians used their whole body skills, and one powerful fire magic after another smashed into the earthen wall, the sound of the explosion was deafening, and finally, before their magic power was exhausted, a hole was blasted out of the earthen wall in front of them!

However, outside this hole, there was a middle-aged man standing proudly, dressed in black, with a gloomy gaze, and a long sword already unsheathed and held in his hand!

"Ukdeth!" the fire archmagister who recognized the identity of the man in front of him screamed in despair.

On a high slope overlooking the entire battlefield, a luxurious high-backed seat is placed. Edward VII sat on top of him, the four princes Longer and Marshal Lupsas stood silently behind their emperor Bixia, all three watching the battle in the distance. Outside the earthen wall, all the 50,000 soldiers who had been scattered had returned, holding large wooden spoons, and pouring oil-fueling oil slurry into the earthen wall one by one.

Occasionally, the eyes of the three of them would look down the high slope, where a huge magic circle was drawn on the ground, and the earth holy wizard Fario stood in the center of the magic array, muttering incantations in his mouth. There are no gems or rare metals on the nodes of the magic circle, but there are also people standing, they are all magicians, their magic power will be at the disposal of Fario in the center of the circle, even if the magic cast is the most basic earth wall technique, even if the caster is a holy magister, it is impossible to cast it in such a large area with the power of one person.

Ukdez, covered in blood, walked out slowly, and behind him, the earthen wall that had been blasted through by the fire mages was closing on its own.

Surrounded by the circular earthen wall, it was already a scene like the hell of Shura, the flames burned as if they were endless, the tongues of fire licked the sky, and the soldiers who were splashed with oil slurry were covered in fire in the blink of an eye, screaming and rushing to their comrades, eager to be rescued, but their actions only dragged their comrades into the sea of fire.

There were already soldiers who were desperately slamming their bodies against the steel-solid earthen walls, even though their bodies made the sound of bones shattering. Some soldiers even pointed their blades at their comrades in order to fight for a place that was not affected by the flames. The screams, the screams, the crashes, the crackling of the flames burning the grain, all kinds of sounds resonated like a symphony of the gods of the underworld.

When the day dawned, I don't know how many lives could no longer see the sunrise. The Holy Magister Fario withdrew the earthen wall spell, revealing a hellish vision inside the earthen wall. Countless charred corpses were stacked on top of each other, and it was impossible to tell who was who, and the faces of many of them still had the terrified and desperate expressions on their faces before they died. All the granaries were reduced to black ashes, and the air was filled with a stench of burnt flesh that was disgusting.

The bodies of Generals Isr and Naga were still intact, with some loyal soldiers surrounding them in the center, and they were dead in the suffocating smoke.

"Soldiers, just last night, we won a great victory!" On the front-line battlefield, the fourth prince Long'er said firmly to the soldiers of the whole army, "We annihilated 200,000 enemy troops, and also strangled the enemy's commander!"

"Long live Miro!" 500,000 voices roared in unison, and the sound shook for nine days.

"But our granaries have also been burned down by the vile and shameless Huns, and we are left with only three days' worth of food and grass, soldiers, what do you say?"

Of course, it was not the soldiers below who answered him, but Marshal Lupsas stood up and said loudly: "Kill all the despicable Hughes and ask them for food! Soldiers, whether they live or die depends on this battle!"

The trumpets sounded, the war drums rumbled, and on the Hugo plain, the Miro expeditionary force launched a full-scale general attack!

The corpse of General Isr was hung on a heavily guarded pole on the front line, and all the Hughes soldiers on the front line saw the remains of their former commander, and an irrepressible panic spread in the army, no matter how the senior generals of the Hughes Empire tried to persuade him, it had no effect. Almost all the Hughes soldiers lost their courage.

On the one hand, he was ruined and sacrificed his life to fight, and on the other hand, he had no fighting spirit and was at a loss.

The outcome of the battle was already predestined at the moment of the war.