Rommel was a man far from what the outside world imagined, he was not as rugged and fierce as other desert humans, he was more like a polite traditional aristocrat. He sat high on the podium, his slightly weak body and the surrounding circle of hideous-looking desert humans, which seemed to be a little out of place.

But the glint that flowed from time to time under his eyes made him fit in here perfectly.

Rommel was not really a desert human, and in order to adapt to the harsh environment here, desert humans have long evolved a thick membrane to resist wind and sand. He is from the Human Empire, but his identity is hidden by the Empire.

Since he came here from the Human Empire alone more than ten years ago and took over the troops here, the military strength of the Desert Kingdom has increased at a rapid rate like a rocket, and this momentum has not slowed down so far.

Rommel had eyes as deep as the night sky, and those who saw them were either praise or jealous in their hearts. He reshaped the army with all kinds of thunderous means, shaped its monuments of exploits to be admired, and then stood on the highest point of the country, looking down on the scenery of the world with his deep eyes.

As the supreme controller of the military power of the Desert Kingdom, he can only see Shuai Qi on the most difficult battlefields, and he only accepts the most difficult challenges, just like this time against the alliance of the three forces of the Orc Kingdom, Iron Hills and Elven Mansion.

The royal family of the Desert Kingdom gave Rommel a simple and straightforward task: to resist the offensive momentum of the tripartite alliance as much as possible before the human empire pulled out its hand to support.

To this end, the royal family opened up all rights to Rommel, and gave him all the command of the Imperial Guard, including the two great magicians.

Rommel indifferently took on this task that was impossible in the eyes of others.

He is the greatest god of war in the minds of all the current generation in the Desert Kingdom.

There is nothing that the god of war cannot do.

It's just that the great god of war has encountered a little problem now.

In the previous battle, the reconnaissance team of the Desert Kingdom captured two elves, a man and a woman, and they tried a lot of torture to dig out some information about the tripartite alliance from the mouths of the two elves, but they did not expect the two elves to be unexpectedly hard-mouthed.

The pride and indomitability of the elves are famous, even in the desert country 108,000 miles away from the elves.

Now that the war is tense, they decided to use the most effective method in advance.

The strong and burly desert man sneered, took off his clothes, revealing his rock-like muscles, he walked to the good-looking female elf, dragged her to the center of the field like a lamb, and tore her leather armor and short skirt apart, her snow-white skin contrasted sharply with the desert man's orange-yellow muscles, causing a circle of onlookers to cheer and heckle.

The female elf struggled in panic, but before this, she had been tortured a lot, and she had no strength, and her snow-white thighs were forcibly parted by a pair of big hands, and her full chest was ravaged and deformed by countless desert men who swarmed over.

From the army to the robbers in the desert kingdom, the captive women will all end up in this fate, let alone the elves, which they have never seen before.

Rommel looked indifferently at what was happening in front of him, he had changed many things in the desert kingdom, but some things were destined to be unchangeable, like this moment.

"Lord Rommel, your plan for a night raid is perfect, and it is not certain that the so-called coalition forces will fall apart completely after this battle. One of the two great magicians sitting next to Rommel said.

These two archmages are directly under the Royal Praetorian Guard system of the Desert Kingdom, and they are now under the command of Rommel.

They are different from Rommel, they are authentic desert humans, and people like them who can cultivate to the level of a great magician in such a harsh desert environment are truly rare, you must know that there are only two magicians in the entire desert kingdom, and the rest are not even magic apprentices.

It is not difficult to see from the words of these two great magicians that they are also loyal fans of Rommel.

"If before that, I am indeed confident that the tripartite alliance will be defeated, at least I can get them out of the oasis. Rommel's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and his tone was not a little wavering: "But now there seems to be a little situation." ”

"You mean?" the two archmages looked surprised, for the first time they had heard Master Rommel speak in an uncertain tone, which had never happened before.

Earlier today, at Rommel's request, two great magicians who were each proficient in fire and wind, used a combination of skills to fuse the two magical attributes of wind and fire to form a majestic updraft, and then, with the help of some small magic, artificially created a huge sandstorm.

The two great magicians were impressed by Rommel's genius, they didn't expect that the combination of fire and wind could produce such a strong reaction, which directly refreshed their understanding of magic, and they couldn't figure out how Rommel, who didn't know magic at all, could come up with such a surprise killing move.

Although this kind of fusion magic is quite physically demanding, after all, it involves changing the weather in an area, and after casting this kind of high-intensity magic, the two great magicians can't be in actual combat for at least a week, but this result still makes them happy.

This is weather magic that can manipulate sandstorms! Why would Lord Rommel still say such a frustrating thing that plans don't necessarily succeed?

"I know a little bit about the stars. Rommel looked up at the endless starry sky and said lightly: "The stars that originally represented the tripartite alliance were dim and could be broken with a single move. But earlier today, for some reason, their astrological signs suddenly shone brightly. ”

The two archmages looked at each other, and although they didn't know the astrological signs, they could guess that the situation didn't seem to be going the way they had expected.

Rommel leaned back to the stone chair and thought about the problem, his eyes kept looking at the starry sky, the star he cared about, the star that was far brighter than the others.

While he pondered the problem, the tragedy in front of him was still going on.

The remaining male elf looked at the abuser with cannibalistic rage.

In the Elven Mansion, the elven team that performs reconnaissance is generally composed of couples, and they believe that the tacit cooperation between couples can allow them to better perform the mission, but unfortunately, the high-level of the Elven Mansion obviously did not consider what kind of cruel test the couple would face if they were captured by the enemy.

The male elf's vision was blocked by the constantly moving buttocks, and the perpetrators sandwiched the female elf in the middle and defiled it wantonly, echoing in his ears was the sound of the rolling of water and the impact of flesh, a man with black hair rode on her face, and the screams of the female elf were blocked back into her throat again and again.

"Honestly, she still has a life to live, you know there are thousands of soldiers here who haven't touched a woman in a long time. "A desert man snapped the head of a male elf and said cruel words in the slightly lame lingua franca of Middle-earth.

"Phew!" the male elf sprayed a mouthful of blood arrow on the desert man's face, and the power of this bloody arrow was not small, adding a new scar to the desert man's face.

"This is your own self-deprecation!" The desert man was no longer polite, the silver knife was unsheathed, drawing a cold arc in the night, and with a snort, the blade slammed into the flesh, and a blood-colored fountain shot into the sky, and the falling blood rain stained the top and shoulders of the desert man's head red.

The headless body of the male elf fell weakly, and the flying head rolled to the ground, which happened to roll down to the female elf, her eyes widened in an instant, and there was a click, her breathing came to an abrupt halt, and the vitality quickly dissipated from her beautiful carcass.

This is the most desperate and cruel way to die in the elves, a broken heart.

"Damn!" a group of desert men got up from the female elves, and suddenly felt unlucky.

The corpses of the two elves were carried down, and the blood was washed away with clean water, as if nothing had happened here.

The desert man, who looked like he should be a leader, walked up to Rommel and made a salute unique to the desert kingdom before respectfully asking, "Lord Warlord, I'm very sorry that we couldn't get information from these two elves, do you think we want to support the vulture knight wing and cavalry wing that went first?"

"No, it's enough for them to complete the task, and they don't have to get more people in. Rommel replied.

The order of the god of war made everyone secretly frightened.

You don't have to get more people in? Can't come back?

The Vulture Knights were hit by unexpected firepower, and every second they spent in the sky above the Oasis base camp had to pay a huge price, but for some reason, they never left, even though they could easily retreat.

"This group of vulture knights has not retreated despite such heavy casualties, they must have some scheme!" Chu Xue subconsciously looked out of the oasis with his binoculars, this look was terrible, and her pretty face was immediately covered with a layer of frost.

The fierce and low sound of the horn resounded throughout the oasis base camp in the next moment.

The scale and speed of the wind and sand had decreased compared to before, and the heavy horns unique to the Desert Kingdom were clearly heard by every soldier, and they could even hear the crashing of pieces of armor and the rude shouts outside the low walls of the oasis.

It was the Desert Camel Wing and the Desert Monitor Lizard Coalition that were charging in the slaughter!

These cavalrymen are all desert humans with orthodox blood, and these guys who can enlist in the army and become cavalry after passing a series of cruel screenings are all strong and strong, and their physique is not much better than that of ordinary orc warriors.

In order to prevent the camels and monitor lizards from being blinded by the wind and sand, all the mounts were blindfolded, and the cavalry had no fear of losing the wind in the sandstorm, because the vulture knights in the sky had been guiding them in the direction of the oasis.

All mounts have a number of weight-bearing sandbags attached to their sides, which are exaggerated to keep them from being blown into the sky by the wind, which can affect the speed of the march to some extent, but is a price to pay for safety.

People who have lived in the desert all their lives will always be in awe of nature.

The wind and sand gradually died out, and the low walls around the oasis entered the field of vision of all the wings, and they wore windproof goggles, and their burning eyes penetrated the curtain of the wind and sand, and they could already see the scattered formation of the tripartite coalition forces behind the low wall.

"Abandon the burden, my sons, for the sake of Lord Rommel, kill me!" the stubble-faced man shouted with his machete in his backhand.

At the command of the wing commander, all the cavalry used their knives to cut the heavy sandbags on both sides of the mount, and the heavy weight smashed a large hole in the sand, and all the camels and monitor lizards burst out at a speed comparable to that of a galloping horse in an instant, turning into a rolling torrent!

The walls around the Oasis base camp are no more than 1 meter high, and it is said that they were not built so high to take care of the feelings of the dwarven legions, which would be inconvenient for them to go up and down.

But they never expected that the Desert Kingdom would take the initiative to attack them.

The low walls were thickly piled up, but too low was fatal, and the specially domesticated camels, with sufficient acceleration, reached speeds of up to 70 km/h, almost comparable to the speed of modern armoured troops.

The sturdy camels flew straight over the low wall, and the orc soldiers and desert cavalry enemies behind the wall blushed at each other, machetes and blades beckoned each other, and in the darkness of the night they collided with blazing fires.

The first wave of desert cavalry who rushed through the low wall did not have the slightest love and rushed directly towards the central area of the oasis, while the second and third waves of desert cavalry consciously stayed to fight with the orc army, no matter how you look at it, it feels that something is not right.

There are a considerable number of mastiff fighters in the orc expeditionary legion, they may not be tall, but each of them is a natural fighter, brave and fearless, even the lions on the opposite side dare to let go, and now when they meet the enemy, they are all red-eyed, and they dare to face the cavalry wing of the desert kingdom head-on with their bare hands.

The camel cavalry of the desert kingdom were caught off guard and suffered a big loss.

The height of the camels was so high that the cavalry was too far from the ground to reach the ground even if they stretched out their swords. The mastiff fighters gave full play to the advantage that they were not tall, and when they attacked with machetes, they rolled on the spot to dodge, and when they got up, they hit an uppercut, and the explosive force directly smashed the jaws of the cavalrymen to pieces!

In a very short period of time, dozens of camel cavalry lost their combat effectiveness, and this number continued to grow, greatly slowing down the momentum of the offensive of the cavalry wing.

The mastiff fighters won the ground battle, but this situation did not last long, the camel cavalry after discovering the problem, quickly replaced the much shorter monitor lizard knights against the mastiff fighters, this size advantage in turn became a shortcoming, and the mastiff fighters who charged in the front line were suddenly defeated.