The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 902 Do Your Best
  You always have to pick on the weak. Mario has studied military theory since he was a child and has been practicing on the frontline battlefield all year round. As a qualified commander, he naturally understands this truth.

The size of the alliance between the wilderness and the dwarves seems vast and powerful, but in Mario's view, it is actually just a strong external force but a weak one. The threat is not very great, and it is not even as good as the saint-level leader who cut through the fortress defenses with one sword. , a threat to the army.

Among them, the greatest threat to the elven army is naturally the main army on the southern battlefield of the Dwarf Kingdom. However, the largest Wilderness Thorn Alliance Army is the weakest among the three armies on the battlefield.

When the dwarf army faces the elven army in a head-on confrontation, there is certainly a gap in strength, but if they really want to fight head-on, the dwarf army in iron tubes will not be easy to defeat; but if the main force is placed in the wilderness, that group of rabble-rousers However, Mario was confident of quickly defeating their defense and severely damaging the opponent's morale.

As long as this miscellaneous army can be killed, Mario will have enough confidence to use the remaining elven army forces to launch a decisive battle with the dwarf army soldiers. Even if the final battle situation is anxious, he will be able to protect himself.

More importantly, Mario deeply hates the army in the wilderness that exists like a bully. If they hadn't suddenly fought out during the Battle of Crossing the River, the situation on the battlefield on the southern front would definitely not be what it is today!

If today's war can severely damage this wilderness army, it will be regarded as revenge for the failure of the cross-river battle. At the same time, it can be regarded as atonement. When he returns to the kingdom after the war, he can also reduce his crime and punishment.

Therefore, when the elves' army collectively left the city for the decisive battle, Mario had already chosen the Thorns Alliance as their main direction of attack. The previous main attack on the dwarf army was to confuse the wilderness army not far away, and secondly to use the third A wave of fierce attacks pressed the formation of the dwarf army soldiers, forcing them to shrink their defense lines.

Watching the heroic and capable soldiers of the Elf Legion gradually advance and control the battlefield situation according to the plan they set, Mario, who was observing the battlefield trend in the sky, did not hesitate at all.

Although the 30,000-strong army that attacked the Thorn Army in the early stage did not make much progress, its overall strength was intact. Even under the attack from three sides by the Thorn Army, it was still more than enough.

When the subsequent 100,000 elven main force suddenly turned around and attacked, this one attacked a wave of slack elven legions and could make timely adjustments to clear a way for the new reinforcements to come out.

"Archers and rangers are ready!!"

"shoot!!"

Arbad clearly knew how to deal with it, and she also made what she thought was the most reasonable arrangement. However, it seemed that the future of the battle was not optimistic.

While giving this command coldly, Albad's staff followed him in the void to reconstruct the complex and mysterious rune pattern on the painting, and another powerful magic was taking shape.

".lightning network"

The huge lightning pillar followed Albad's figure and flew towards the center of the ground battlefield. Upon seeing this, a legendary elf knight commander quickly flew forward and pointed a spear directly at Albad's thin body.

puff! ! The spear directly penetrated Albad's short body, but no blood or residual limbs were actually seen in front of him. The elf commander's face changed slightly and he suddenly turned around, just in time to see the figure of the dwarf who maintained powerful magic less than twenty meters behind him. From virtual to real, it hit directly into the vast sea of ​​elves.

Zizizi! !

Only a small half of the head of the precious legendary staff was still floating on the surface. Albad, who was holding the head of the staff with both hands, looked painful at this time. The few gray hairs on his little head stood up, and then his mental thoughts suddenly changed. Under the pine tree, the lightning pillar above the head of the stick, which was only one punch higher than Albad, suddenly fell into pieces, and a snow-white bright electric flower bloomed in the crowd of people!

Although the tedious worldly matters delayed the progress of magic research, the electrical magic that Albad performed at this time was exactly the result of what he had learned throughout his life - the Thunder Pond Power Grid.

The magic has not yet been discussed with other legendary mages, and because it is a self-polishing method, there are still many aspects that need to be perfected. However, Albad believes that the power of this magic is definitely not weaker than any other legendary magic.

It's just that the lethality of such a powerful magic in the battle of hundreds of thousands of troops is still somewhat insufficient. In the feedback of the surrounding situation with his mental power, Albad only sensed that the aura of less than a hundred elf warriors was disappearing. There are only two to three hundred other people with sluggish aura.

However, at this time, the number of elven army soldiers was nearly 130,000, and the battle losses of less than a hundred soldiers were not even as much as the losses caused to the elven army by a salvo from the rear long-range army.

The only thing that had some impact on the battle situation was that the warriors who were subsequently reinforced by the elven army were affected by this powerful magic and became temporarily sluggish.

A strong wind came from behind and had already pierced the first protective magic. Albad reached out and pulled out the magic from the ground. Then the gemstone on the star diamond ring he wore on his finger flashed, and the dwarf goblin figure disappeared again. On the ground, he once again missed the spear thrust from behind.

Hundreds of meters high in the sky, Albad's figure suddenly appeared, and when he lowered his head to look down at the battle situation, there was even more haze in his eyes.

The central battlefield has the largest number of legions, with a staggered stack of 300,000. However, under the strong attack of the elite elven legions, more than five legions of two lines of defense have collapsed, and the third line of defense is now crumbling.

The results of the main legion, which had high expectations on the left and right wings, did not satisfy Albad.

The heavy cavalry legion still lacks a legendary knight to preside over the overall situation, and the power of the vanguard attack is always a bit inferior. In front of the flanking infantry legion led by a legendary elf, although it has always achieved results and continues to move forward. , but the forward speed is like marching on mud, and the full power of the cavalry attack cannot be exerted.

The heavy infantry legion on the other side also faced the same problem, but the Desolate Heart tribe itself also specially sent talents to attend the Green Lake Knight Academy. There were dozens of ogre knights among the ogres in the tribe. With their cooperation, even if there is no legendary knight commander to gather the strength of the group to launch an offensive, with the dual cooperation of their own talents and tacit understanding, the progress is better than that of the heavy cavalry legion.

The light cavalry, which kept wandering around the flanks of the heavy infantry to harvest the edge elven warriors, and did not forget to use mid-range weapons and magic attacks, also helped a lot, creating greater pressure on the elven left wing.

(End of this chapter)