The Withered Land of Amir was a place where everything decayed, plants mutated, and animals were twisted.
As the sky grew brighter, the Brittany army entered their respective positions and waited for the arrival of the Shadow Spawn army.
The surrounding forest was very quiet. In the dense forest, the chirping of the birds that used to be heard in the early morning had disappeared. The entire area around Amir had fallen into silence.
There were only the footsteps of the Human soldiers, the sounds of goods and military supplies being transported, and the sounds of whispers and Wood Elves riding horses.
The lion flag of the kingdom of Brittania, the iris emblem of the sword from the book that belonged to Leon, the tricolor flag of the old guards, and the Holy Grail flag that belonged to the nymphs of the lake fluttered in the wind in front of the formation.
Since Morgul wasn't a Beast King like One-Eyed Kazak or Dark Prophet Malago, Leon's arrangement was very simple. The Wood Queen Aleil's ceremony was arranged at the rear of the camp, where Francois' Vanford's army and the Twilight Sisters' Aleil's vanguard were to protect the front. Leon concentrated all his main forces there, while Lauren's Northern Legion was responsible for protecting the flanks. These soldiers were limited in their ability to be elites, but they had a lot of experience in battle, so guarding and alerting wasn't a problem.
As for the front, Laing was the main force, and Ararus was his deputy. Aleil had ordered Ararus to follow Laing's orders, but Laing felt uncomfortable staying with this guy who coveted Lilith. Fortunately, Ararus felt the same way. The Wood Elf hero quickly volunteered to go to the front line, and Laing agreed.
The six-kilometer-long front line was filled with soldiers preparing for defense. Laing's goal was simple. He only needed to learn from Duke Wellington's tactics in the Battle of Waterloo.
No matter what the Orcs did, he only needed to stand his ground and defend the front line.
After fighting with the Orcs for so many years, Laing knew that the Orcs only knew how to attack and not defend, especially passively. With Alaier as the bait, the Orc army would definitely attack. Since the Orcs were attacking, Laing had to resist them and prepare for a counterattack.
Under such circumstances, the geographical advantage was extremely important.
For this reason, Laing had made preparations in advance. A large number of horse fences were transported into the forest. At the same time, many gun and bow positions were set up according to the terrain. The serf archers were used as cannon fodder to hide behind the horse fences, spear formations, and shield formations. As for the main gun division, the wood elves' woodland guards, forest rangers, and forest rangers, they occupied the high points of the forest.
Dugan of Steel's Dwarf Thunder Gunner, Black Gunpowder Brotherhood, Araloth's Grey Eagle Squad, Muxilon's Coldstream Guards, Hermit of the Holy Grail, and the Old Guard.
The air force, including the Pegasus Riders, Hippogryph Riders, and the Wood Elves' Giant Eagle Cavalry and Falcon Cavalry were on standby at the rear.
Everything was silent. Laing was wearing the full body armor of a Gray Knight and the platinum cloak of the Holy Grail behind him. The Goddess of Vengeance was hanging at his waist, and the scabbard was dragging on the ground. Thor's Hammer was propped on the ground. Sun King sat there like the peaks of the Gray Mountains, towering majestically. He was as young and handsome as before. However, compared to his first battle with the Orcs in the Arden Forest, his eyes were more weathered.
The Wood Elves of Araloth's Grey Eagle Squad knew that they had to deal with Morgul. Their expressions were solemn and full of hatred. Morgul had brought too much pain to Esoloron.
However, to the surprise of the elves, the human soldiers were not nervous or shaken at all. This was especially so for the old guards. Their faces were filled with confidence, especially when they saw their King sitting there. Everyone was filled with confidence.
The wind in the forest blew through the forest, the plains, the army formation, the fluttering flags, and Laing's clothes and cloak. The Old Guard's deputy commander, Raymond Mountbatten, and the commander of the Big Sword Camp, Holy Grail Guard Rothschild, stood on either side of Laing. Laing looked into the distance and said, "There seems to be some time left. Rothschild, give the order. Let the soldiers rest, but don't take off their armor."
"Yes!" Rothschild strode away.
"Raymond?" Laing looked at Raymond and suddenly laughed. "You've been in the army … for more than ten years, right?"
"It's been eighteen years, Your Majesty." Raymond nodded.
"I'm fifty years old this year." Laing sat on the reinforced stool of the Dwarves. The Sun King sighed softly and said, "Fifty years of life is like a dream. Glory and splendor, a glass of wine, looking back on the past, everything is like a dream."
"Your Majesty, please don't say such things. Without you, we wouldn't be powerful and glorious today." Raymond didn't know how to reply. He could only say, "Your Majesty is the salvation bestowed upon us by the Lady."
"Everyone! The enemy this time is Mogul, the Shadow Spawn Mogul. He has brought endless disasters and madness to Azeroth and the entire Old World. The Wood Elves paid a heavy price to stop Mogul, but they didn't manage to kill him. Many incarnations of the Elven Gods in the mortal world were no match for this terrifying existence. My soldiers, my Old Guard, are you afraid? "Laing said in a deep voice.
"No! No! "
Raymond stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the Old Guard can kill Orcs!"
"So what if he's dead?" The soldiers laughed.
"Even the greatest Orc King, Ogre Getwo, isn't our match. Your Majesty has established the Old Guard for more than ten years and created the invincible legend of our army. If we aren't a match for the Orcs, we aren't fit to be called the strongest army in the Old World!" Raymond shouted.
Laing smiled and nodded.
His years of hard work hadn't been in vain. The army that he trained was the best on the continent.
Only the Wood Elves didn't look good.
Everyone was waiting. As the sun rose high in the sky, the winter sunlight enveloped the cold forest. Amidst the gentle wind, there was the unique stench of the Orcs and the low growls of the wind.
Then there was the chaotic sound of horns, drums, and chaotic roars.
Flags made of Human, Animal, and Elf skins appeared in the distance. Brown, black, and yellow-brown Orc armies appeared in the gaps of the forest. They were like gangrene that couldn't be shaken off. They flowed out of the gaps, emitting a stench and rotting stench.
The flags were like the sea, and the army was like a mountain. The Son of Chaos revealed his ferocious true face.
The Legendary Wild Orc Beast King, Shadow Incubus Morgul, appeared amidst hundreds of Orc Beast Kings and Howling Shamans. His body was surrounded by flies and filthy Chaos energy. A crab claw extended out from his body and pointed at the surrounding Orc Beast Kings and Howling Shamans.
Any Beast King or Howling Shaman who received Morguer's decree would be so happy that they would howl like they had gone mad.
All the Orcs believed that Arch-Rike was the ultimate incarnation of the Chaos Blessing. It represented the final disintegration of the Orcs on the path of mutation. Arch-Rike's words and actions were the will of the God of Chaos. He was the incarnation of the Four Gods of Chaos. Arch-Rike's actions meant that he was communicating with the God of Chaos.
There was uncontrollable excitement and uncontrollable madness.
The morale of the Orc army was raised to the peak!
The allied army of Humans and Wood Elves felt the pressure, especially the Wood Elves. The Sons of Esolorn had fought with Morgul many times, but each time, they won with great difficulty and suffered great fear.
Lionheart was sitting on a stool, his original body looking at his opponent. As he watched the scene unfold, he focused all of his attention on Mo Guer's appearance.
There was too little information, and he needed to know more.
But the outcome disappointed him. Morgul's body was quickly covered by a group of heavily armored Big Horned Beasts and a group of Chaos Eggs. At noon, when the sun was in the middle of the sky, Morgul raised his destructive Corrosive Staff and pointed it at the Human camp.
Wild roars resounded throughout Amir as the Shadow Spawn army moved out!
Dozens of horns sounded in unison, and dozens of Human Skin Drums beat back and forth.
The Orcs' hooves pressed over.
Ten Orc legions lined up. Each legion was formed by a large group of Horned Beasts, Inferior Horned Beasts, and a few Battle Mastiffs and Razor Beasts. Each legion had two to three Beast Monarchs or Howling Shamans standing on the Razor Beast war chariot to command and supervise the troops.
However, what intrigued Laing was the shocking number of Chaos Eggs in the Shadow Spawn Legion. The number of monsters that ranged from 1.5 to 4 meters tall was unprecedented. Just the first wave had nearly 200 of them!
The plan to set up the barricades has failed. Laing immediately realized that it was impossible for the barricades to block the charge of the Chaos Eggs. These distorted or failed existences didn't feel any pain. "Get the pikemen to press on! Also, get the archers to fire immediately! "
"Yes!" The herald left.
Laing was about to say something when he suddenly felt the sky darken. The surrounding people screamed as Raymond rushed forward and tried to push Laing to the ground.
A boulder with a diameter of four meters fell from the sky and smashed towards Laing!
"Get lost!" Laing pushed the Old Guard away. In his fury, Knight King extended his hand towards the sky. The boulder stopped just before it hit the ground. Then, Laing clenched his fist and the boulder instantly shattered into powder. The Sun King sat back in his seat and scolded rudely, "How can my position be touched so easily? How can you touch it so casually? The soul of the army is as immovable as a mountain. Don't you even understand this?! "
The boulder landed at least 20 meters away from Laing!
The nearby Old Guard lowered their heads in shame.
"Send someone to tell Veronica and Bertrand what you're doing!" Laing continued roaring, "Don't you see that Cyclops? Kill it for me! "
"Understood!" Veronica was already standing on the Magic Rider of Light. The female chancellor stretched out one leg and chanted loudly. Fire-elemental magic couldn't be used, but light-elemental magic had been approved by the Wood Elves.
Bertrand, who was at the front line, also received the order. Tal's Chosen One immediately took out the Tal's Bow from his back and aimed at the target.
Aralos twitched the corners of his mouth and muttered, "Isn't it fine? Why are you so angry? "
Soon, Bertrand shot an arrow with Tal's Power. The Cyclops, who was about to throw the second boulder, quickly dodged. Although the distance gave the Cyclops room to dodge, it still sprained its leg in its panic. The boulder in its hand accidentally fell and instantly smashed a group of inferior horned beasts to death.
Swoosh!
The Magic Rider of Light's beam arrived soon after. The six inferior horned beasts and a Chaos Egg in front of the Cyclops were sent into the sky by Veronica's Magic Rider of Light. This attack penetrated the Cyclops' calf, vaporizing a large piece of flesh and bone into ashes before crashing into the ground. The Orcs who flew into the sky either died on the spot or screamed from the intense burning of Veronica's light energy. Their souls were melting.
The Cyclops collapsed. Although it wasn't dead, it looked like it had lost its combat strength.
"Veronica's magic has improved," Laing said to Lake Goddess Witch Morgiana, who was standing not far from him.
"It's all thanks to your good teaching." Morgiana was riding on her unicorn, Hillfain. The Lake Goddess Witch complained, "You didn't even tell me, and you just gave them nobility … There's no precedent for this."
"Now isn't the time to talk about this." Laing thought that many people had complained to Morgiana during this period of time. "You have to be prepared on your side. The enemy is about to attack!"
"I know." Morgiana said casually.
"Laing, I …" Teresa stood by the side. Just as the female warlock was feeling indignant that Veronica had already displayed her skills, Laing gestured for her to be quiet. "It's not your turn yet. Teresa, be patient."
"Yes." The female warlock had no choice but to continue waiting.
Just as Laing, Morgiana, and Teresa continued observing the battle, the Orcs' attacks had already approached the human and wood elven formations.
Although the wood elves, serf archers, and freedman archers rained down arrows, the Orcs were very smart. The unicorns raised their shields and charged into the air. The Orcs' morale was high, and the inferior unicorns, battle mastiffs, and razorbeasts hid behind the Chaos Egg. The Chaos Egg's massive body could effectively block the arrows.
What was even more disgusting was that with the augmentation of Fiend Guer's Strength, the Chaos Eggs had especially thick and resilient blood. They also received some special protection. Even though the alliance army's arrows rained down, the Chaos Eggs continued advancing at full speed.
Soon, the Chaos Eggs approached the army's front line. Their massive bodies overturned the barricades, allowing rows of spears or halberds to pierce into their bodies. With a sweep of their twisted tentacles or arms, a large number of alliance soldiers were sent flying into the sky.
"Steady! Steady! " Marshal Davu rode his warhorse and shouted in the formation, "His Majesty the Sun King is watching you. Soldiers, show your loyalty and strength!"
"Oh!" The soldiers responded. Before the serf infantry in front could retreat, the freedman halberd team had already rushed forward. The serfs had no choice but to bite the bullet and deal with the Chaos Eggs. At the same time, they prayed that they could obtain the Sun King's mercy and be promoted to freedmen after the war ended.
"Kill! Kill! Kill! "
"For the Lady and the King! For Brittany! "
Aralos also shuttled through the Eternal Guards. He drew an arrow and shook his bowstring. Instantly, an arrow shot into the eye of an Orc King on a Razorbeast war chariot, causing him to fall into the dust. "For Alai 'er, for Esoloron!"
"For Esoloron!"
The morale of the human and wood elven alliance army was high, but the Orcs were also abnormally violent.
As the Chaos Eggs forcefully broke through the front line, the horned beasts, inferior horned beasts, and various monster units rushed towards the alliance army's front line. It was like a huge wave crashing onto a reef. The moment they faced each other, the Orcs saw the faces of the mortals they hated and hated. As for the mortals, they returned the expressions of fear and ferocity to their enemies.
Without any pity or hesitation, the spearmen standing at the front used their spears or halberds to pierce through the horned beasts' bodies, but the axes or sabers in the horned beasts' hands also slashed down.
A life for a life, flesh and blood splattered.
Dozens of lives vanished in a few seconds. At that moment, no one recalled that the difference between most Orcs and mortals was only the mutation brought about by Chaos.
Life was priceless, and life was cheap.
This was war!
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