the only savior

Chapter 961 The Battle Begins
"Have you brought everything?"

McAvey looked at Fox and asked, with a little urgency in his tone.

"Your Excellency the Holy One, I have brought all the scrolls. They are on the carriage outside. They are heavily guarded and safe."

Fox respectfully said.

"Okay, thanks for your hard work, Fox."

When McAvey heard that those scrolls had been brought over, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

No way, because of Urbis' betrayal, almost all his previous arrangements were cleared.

The scroll on Fox's side is one of the few that can be left now.

"These are high-level magic scrolls, and they are important cards for us to fight against the true gods. It has cost us decades of hard work. It is very important, and we must not make any mistakes..."

"Fox, you have also put in a lot of effort. I have nothing to thank you for. If you have any doubts about breaking through the entanglement, then feel free to ask me, and I will help you."

McAvoy made a promise.

Fox hurriedly bowed and saluted upon hearing this, with an excited expression on his face.

This is a saint who personally imparts experience, so it goes without saying what a precious opportunity it is.

I believe that if this news gets out, there will be countless people rushing to compete for this opportunity.

Soon, the scroll that Fox brought this time was brought in by the soldiers and kept in a secret room in the temple.

These scrolls are actually the ones Zhang Xiaoman saw when he went to the Iron Furnace Chamber of Commerce last time.

Even that part was just the tip of the iceberg, with more hidden in other chambers behind the walls.

There are a lot of these scrolls, reaching more than 200.

Among them, the lowest level also has the seventh level, and the highest even has a few rare treasures of the ninth level.

Naturally, it is impossible for so many magic scrolls to be made by Fox, and he does not have that strength.

Almost most of these scrolls are depicted by McAvey himself.

Ever since he learned the truth about the God's Advent Festival, he has been preparing for this day. It took him almost decades to complete more than 200 scrolls.

Don't think it's a long time, but you must know that many of these scrolls are eighth-order existences.

The production of each piece requires countless precious materials and time, and it is impossible to quickly produce large quantities.

Once this scroll is used, even a magician of the lowest level can directly release an eighth-level spell, and its preciousness can be imagined.

By the time of the Advent of the Gods, more than 1000 high-level scrolls blasted past. McAvey believed that even the true gods would not be able to resist.

"Your Excellency Saint, last time Your Excellency Jixing gave me a bottle of potion that can increase mana. After I took it, I felt that the shackles leading to the ninth level seemed to be loosened again...so...some problems I want to take advantage of this I have the opportunity to ask you for advice, do you think it is okay?"

Fox was a little apprehensive, waiting expectantly for McAvey's response.

McAvey was a little surprised by his words.

However, after hearing that the opponent may break through to the ninth level, I am still very happy.

Since the battle hadn't even started yet, he took the time to explain some of the doubts in his heart to Fox.

On the other side, in the orc camp.

In the warlord's big tent, Ogg Tanlong's huge body was lying on his back on a thick stone bed.

Several shamans stood around, casting healing spells to heal their wounds.

Compared with Yohad, Oggtanron suffered a much lighter injury.

The main reason is that there is no such pure elemental force as a blocker, and the recovery of the wound is relatively easy.

But the attack of a dwarf ninth-level master is not so easy to resist.

Even though Ogg Tanron was protected by the golden armor, he still suffered a lot of damage when the armor's load reached its limit later on.

"Ogg Tanron, you are too impulsive!"

In the military tent, an orc wearing a wolf fur cloak said in a bad tone.

In the entire orc army, the only one who has the courage and strength to speak to Ogg Tanron in such a tone is the eighth-level great shaman.

This orc was the one who had rescued Org Tanron from McAvey on the battlefield before, and he also summoned the ninth-level storm elemental king.

"Greg, I don't need you to talk too much about what I'm doing!"

Although Ogg Tanron was still a little weak, he still opened his mouth without any hesitation and turned back.

"Didn't you see that the dwarf was injured by my blazing sun blade, even if they rescued him, they couldn't heal his wound at all! I have already cut off a ninth-level battle master, this Isn’t a little enough!?”

Aoge Tanlong slapped the slate bed hard and sat up while speaking.

His powerful strength instantly cracked the entire bed, and the surrounding shaman priests who cast healing spells all backed away in fear.

However, others were afraid of him, but Greg did not buy it at all.

He quickly took a few steps forward, grabbed Ogg Tanlong's collar, and said angrily:
"Stupid guy! All this is just your guesswork! Although you and Yohad fought for both sides, your Sun Ring was also badly damaged! We only have the last piece of the Holy Demon Stone left! But now we have to Wasted on restoring your ring!"

As he spoke, he pushed Ogg Tanron back, and said viciously:
"Remember, our task this time is to delay time! Wait until the other armies come over, and then launch a general attack together, but look at what you have done now! If the king's plan is affected in the slightest because of your stupidity , then you should know the consequences!"

If it had been the same as in the past, after being threatened by Greg like this, Ogg Tanlong must have taken the knife to fight the opponent.

But this time, perhaps because it was seriously injured, or because the "king" in the other party's mouth had enough deterrence, Ogg Tanlong did not attack.

He just bared his teeth and said nothing, which relieved the terrified shamans on the side.

If these two people fight, they will all be affected.

"Hmph, three days, there are still three days left, I hope your wound will heal me quickly within these three days, so as not to affect the next plan!"

Greg's tone was cold, he turned around while talking, and walked towards the door.

"Also, I will take over the command of the army for these three days. Our offensive cannot be stopped, and the alliance army cannot be given any chance to breathe. You can just recuperate here and don't let me run around anymore!"

……

Soon, as Greg took over the command of the army, the horn of attack from the orc side sounded again.

A group of vanguard troops of about 5 people rode over on magic wolves, followed by a dozen or so rock demon warriors.

This number of troops is only a vanguard in the army of the orcs, but compared to the alliance army, it is a considerable number of troops.

Although there are new reinforcements as a supplement, with the addition of the dwarf and elf armies, the total number of people on the alliance's side does not exceed 20, which is still not comparable to the million army of the orcs.

However, the advantage of the alliance is that their army is more elite, and the mage group composed of elves is an invincible weapon on the battlefield.

"Woooooo!!!"

The melodious horn sounded over Kuhan City, and the defenders in the city moved after hearing the wind. Everyone was nervously preparing. They knew that this was the horn that the battle was about to begin.

"Those orc cubs are attacking! Everyone come out of the city to fight with me!!"

The squad leaders were urging the soldiers in their team loudly.

Weapons, armor, war horses, everything was checked carefully, and then they led everyone into the formation of the legion.

Some first-time recruits didn't even have time to put on their helmets before they were pushed into the formation by the crowd.

Their hands holding the spears couldn't help trembling a little. It wasn't necessarily fear, but a lot of it was caused by nervousness.

It was the first time he was on the battlefield, and he was facing a fierce race like the orcs. It would be a lie if he said that there was no disturbance in his heart.

After all, they are just the most common soldiers, at most some elites have reached the level of low-level professionals, but most of them are still recruits who have not personally experienced large-scale battlefields.

Even if everyone knows that there are five holy ranks sitting on my side, but once the fighting starts later, the holy ranks will not come to save themselves on purpose, and it is not surprising that many people will be afraid.

The Master Chiefs seemed to have anticipated this situation long ago, and began to gallop back and forth around the military formation on horseback, shouting loudly while running to encourage morale.

"Fighters of Edron! You are the most valiant! Only fighting can bring you glory!"

"The orc invasion has killed our civilians and burned our land! I see women and children begging for our arrival with blood!"

"We have our backs to our hometown! We have nowhere to go! Behind you are your relatives! You must take up arms!"

"Tonight, I will fight side by side with you to kill those invaders!!"

On the high platform in front of the city gate, Romel, the emperor of the Adrian Empire, was holding up his weapon, making his final declaration before the war.

In this world, no matter what race it is, the person who is the leader will never stand behind when facing a war.

It is a feature of this place to fight on the front line with the soldiers around you.

On the city gate, it has been repaired again by Zhang Xiaoman's restoration technique, but with several uninterrupted restorations, the effect is getting worse and worse.

Hundreds of mages of the elves opened the barrier here, and this kind of ground-bound barrier can effectively prevent the sneak attack of the rock demons.

But at the same time, this kind of enchantment is also very fragile, and it is extremely easy to be breached from the front, so the army of the alliance must go out of the city to fight.

At the same time, the armies of the dwarves and elves are ready to go.

Hundreds of Griffin Riders spread their wings and flew into the sky, waiting for an order to attack the enemy's rear from high altitude.

"Has the orcs attacked? How many of them are there?"

At the city gate, Dustin, who had not recovered from his injuries, had already stood on the podium again.

As the commander of the human army and the general with the most combat experience here, he took over the task of commanding the battle without shrugging it off. Even the emperor Romel didn't have the slightest intention to take back the command.

"Your Excellency, Commander of the Great Army! According to the information I just observed, the orcs have dispatched a total of about 5 people, with a small amount of air power, but the rear army has not moved yet. This should not be a general attack..."

A scout sentry reported the situation to him.

"Isn't it the total attack..."

Dustin frowned.

He looked at the vanguard of the orcs that were approaching more and more, thinking quickly about the other party's intentions in doing so.

If you send 5 people to attack yourself, it is obviously impossible to take down Kuhan City.

What is their purpose in doing this?
Is it just a simple desire to carry out harassment tactics?
"impossible……"

Dustin quickly shook his head and dismissed the idea.

It doesn't make much sense to do so, at least what you get is out of proportion to what you pay.

"Could it be that……"

Soon, he thought of another possibility.

"Their purpose should be the saints. They want to consume the energy of several saints!"

The appearance of this idea immediately shocked Dustin into a cold sweat.

If it was in the past, he might not have thought of this so quickly.

But ever since he knew that the orcs also hid an unknown number of holy ranks, Dustin immediately guessed the other party's intentions.

What these guys do is truly amazing.

If one's own holy rank makes an early move in such a battle, it will inevitably consume a lot of energy.

At that time, the hidden holy steps on the opposite side will make a sneak attack, and the consequences will become very serious.

But if the saint doesn't make a move, the biggest advantage of the alliance will be lost.

Then the purpose of the orcs can change from consuming the power of the holy ranks to consuming the vitality of the alliance army, which will also cause a lot of damage to morale.

This is an open conspiracy to carry out rotating attacks in a multi-frequency manner, either to bring down your holy order, or to bring down your army.

No way, the army of orcs is too many.

In the past, the alliance was able to rely on the strength of the holy rank powerhouses to suppress them.

But now that the opponent also has no less than three holy ranks, the outcome of the war will become elusive.

"Your Majesty! In this battle, we may not be able to use the power of the saint..."

Dustin turned around and bowed towards Romel on the high platform behind him.

He immediately explained his guess to the other party, which made the latter frown.

"Teacher, can't they make a move... I can't imagine that these orcs have such a mind..."

Rommel shook his head, showing a little disappointment on his face.

He lifted his long sword, and at the same time inserted a small magic wand into the matching waist, and strode down the tower, followed by a large number of personal soldiers.

"Since the teacher and the others have no way to make a move, then I will take the lead in the charge, Dustin, I will leave the command here to you, and I will kill a few orcs with my own hands."

(End of this chapter)