The Advent of the Infinite King

"Prince, I know Gores made a mistake, but the soldiers have nothing to do with it! They are gathered in your name! As a general, are you going to abandon them?" Kay said eagerly.

"What can I do?" I replied. "it is too late now!"

I can imagine what happened on the battlefield.Like all elves, destined to organize the staunchest resistance.However, due to the difference in combat power between the two sides, he has no chance of winning at all.He may try his best to find the right terrain, organize his troops intelligently, set effective traps in battle, and even take every opportunity he can take advantage of.But no matter how hard he tried, the Dark Elf's general didn't need any skill in command but firm and slow pressure, constantly crushing the resisting elves in front.

"Prince, you can't give up like this!" Kai suddenly knelt down, not half-kneeling as the soldiers understood, but kneeling in a very solemn position.

I now know that kneeling among the elves is a high courtesy and an act of great humility.He didn't seem to have seen Kay salute him since he met him.At most it was just a verbal thank you.

"Kay, what do you mean?"

"Anyway, we have to do something!" Kai raised his head and said firmly. "I know you can do something."

"Carrie, what does this mean?" I asked Carrie in my head. "What does she think I can do alone?"

"Master, it's the same thing that happened to you at Eleb," answered Carrie. "In times of desperation, any intelligent creature will try to believe what he wants to believe. A drowning man will even go fishing in desperation, looking for floating straw. Although this behavior is pointless, it satisfies the psychological needs. It is the same for you, Master."

"Are you going to give up the soldiers who followed you all the way?" Kai, looking at me.

"I didn't give up on them, they gave up on me." I have to correct it.

"They didn't give up on you" Kai didn't waver at all. "It was you who abandoned them. You knew in your heart that if you chose to resist at that time, then most of the soldiers would be on your side, even the blade of the Phoenix Guardian! You abandoned them."

She stared at me and clearly noticed that the other person's face had changed.I seemed to want to refute it, but in the end I just moved my lips a few times and made some meaningless syllables.

"Forget it, master." "In my head," said Carrie. "If you have hundreds of soldiers on hand, maybe you can try again. But now you are the only one, plus a kai without weapons and armor, what can you do? You don't think you can mop up thousands of troops by yourself Is it? This is a war of tens of thousands of people. Remember what happened when you led the green army. When there are ten people on both sides, personal courage is a very important factor, even a decisive factor. However, as long as there are many people on the front line of the warring troops on both sides, especially when the morale is high, personal courage will become an optional embellishment, and it will be difficult to change the overall situation. In addition, the army is not only a The means of hand-to-hand warfare, long-range weapons, war machines, and magic, have many means against you. Besides, you are not an elf, and you don't have to worry about elves." "You're right," I replied slowly. "I am not an elf"

"Well, it was a wonderful battle." Lord Sirius stood on a small high ground, looking at the battlefield ahead.At this time, the battle between the two armies is in a state of glue, with overall winners and losers, and it is difficult to fall apart.Sometimes a group of soldiers overwhelmed the enemy and drove them back; sometimes the Dark Elves broke up the Elves' attack and forced them to retreat.On this battlefield, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the soldiers of the two armies held a deep blood feud and were fighting desperately.

"Our stupid cousins ​​did find a good place to die for themselves," he teased in a very casual tone.The other party's reaction was a little faster than his.When these asur found the enemy waiting before them, one reaction was to retreat.When they found themselves unable to escape the pursuit, they simply stood in a narrow position, lined with brambles and brambles, with their backs to an impenetrable rock.

In this way, Lord Sirius could not use his superiority in the army to surround the enemy.I have to say, my prince still has a bit of brains.

Lord Sirius' eyes were on the left flank.Here, the policy of the White Lion Warrior is like a solid rock, allowing the dark elves to charge continuously without retreating.Not only that, several white lion chariots launched clever and sharp counterattacks many times, forcing the entire square of the dark elf fighters to collapse more than once.If it weren't for the fact that the Dark Elves had too many advantages in numbers, the White Lion Warriors might kill each other.

"Lord, you should launch an all-out attack!" Beside him, Akarina suggested.The witch's eyes stared maliciously at the white lion warrior.Although killing Asur is always a happy thing, the happiest person who kills Asur is the White Lion Warrior.Lord Sirius had a troop of witches in his army, and Acarina was their captain.Akarina was well aware that her subordinates couldn't wait to paint her body with the blood of the white lion warriors, but she couldn't wait.Akarina felt strange excitement at the thought of killing these enemies with the white lion's skin, and staining the white lion's skin with their blood.

"General attack? The Asur still have their backs." Sirius Lord replied that he didn't care. "What, do you want to clean up those white lion warriors?"

Though the Dark Elves now fight in more than twice their numbers, Lord Sirius still has a large reserve army.

"If God commands, we will gladly accept."

"Okay, do what you want to do." Lord Sirius gave the order lazily.The back he looked at disappeared and whispered.

"Master, don't you think it's appropriate?" Beside him, his servant, a dark elf named Loki, hurried up.

"There is nothing wrong with that," replied Lord Sirius. "To be honest, I don't like witches very much, but I hate these white lion warriors even more. It must be a pleasure to watch the battle between them. Of course, no matter who wins, it would be better to die together."

In the blink of an eye, the witches charged into battle.The archers of the gods and elves unleashed a rain of arrows in this manner, but few witches fell.The dark elves in front of them fell back, allowing the witches to leap from the front into the White Lion Warrior's place like a destructive wind.

It looked like a wave of darkness about to engulf everything, rushing towards an impenetrable white rock.In the blink of an eye, the two principles were attached to each other, and the witch and the white lion soldiers fought bloody battles while the other dark elf warriors stepped back and left the field.On the one hand, this is the order of Lord Sirius, on the other hand, the dark elves know that the witches are a bunch of madmen, and if they are not happy, they will attack their own people at any time.

Chapter 755: Waiting for the war

This is self-evident, otherwise the Rats' attack would never be so fast and flexible. If they do not get close to the front line to grasp the combat conditions first-hand, the army will not be able to respond quickly to the front-line combat conditions, nor can it provide reinforcements in time or choose to retreat.That's what Prince Hoja did, and so did the rodent.The mouse's general must have given his orders near the front line, with easy access.

"In order to ensure the safety of Karak Grom, there is no gunpowder buried in these heavy-loaded areas. After the underground gunpowder is detonated, most of the rodent troops will be buried in the ground and destroyed. At this time, we must launch a surprise attack immediately, Kill their general in one fell swoop!"

The entrance to the stone chamber opened, and in the eyes of the other dwarves entered a differently dressed dwarf.

Gnomes don't wear armor.Instead, he's clearly showing muscular muscularity with tattoos on his skin and his upper body.A jumble of tattoos and obvious scars, each one tells a story of the miracle its owner survived such serious injuries.Especially a wound on his chest, obviously left by some kind of monster.

Half of his hair was shaved, and the rest was dyed a bright orange with a beard.What's more, the hair was all bristled with the help of lard and tied into horrible shapes and angles.

Butcher!Several dwarf officers stood closer to the newcomer and stood up immediately.Although they are all veterans who can braid their beards, they still pay homage to the butcher unconsciously.Butcher is an apt word in the dwarven language.It refers not to those who slaughter livestock, but to a special dwarven warrior.

Dwarves are known to be strong and proud.They always cherish their honor and do everything in their power to defend it.However, this world is very ruthless, and dwarves are always unable to protect their honor due to various subjective and objective reasons.At this time, heavy self-blame will become a burden in their lives. These dwarves leave their homes, trying to free themselves from the pain and regret in their hearts.At this point, they will take the path of combat as a matter of course, choosing to fight the enemies of their race, seeking a noble death to free themselves from the hands of the less honorable.Because of this mentality, they deal with the enemy unwaveringly and never back down.They desire an honorable death, not war.Of course, they also keep improving their fighting skills because they want to make fair and strong sacrifices, not get knocked over like ants.

Therefore, the butchers that can be found in the gnome world are basically the survivors after a long period of survival of the fittest.These butchers have all passed through a long period of time, and countless powerful enemies have been slaughtered, whose strength is not even strong enough for them to die an honorable death.These soldiers are bound to be respected and adored by ordinary dwarves.

Prince Hoja had a whole army of butchers, and he assumed responsibility for the vanguard in the battle to retake Karakgrom.Prince Hoja's choice also proved correct.But after the rats invaded, the butcher had been acting as a reserve force in the rear and did not go to war.

The butcher went up to the prince and saluted him.He stepped aside quickly, watching the Prince gloomily as he laid out his plan of action.

The prince's plan was simple.As mentioned earlier, due to the foresight of the great foundries, most of the rat-occupied tunnels were buried with gunpowder waiting to be detonated.In this operation, the gunpowder will be detonated, causing a massive collapse, and the soil will swallow more than half of the rat army.Taking advantage of the panic of the rats, the butchers would attack suddenly and kill the generals commanding the rats in one fell swoop.However, in order to ensure this, it has to be heavily attacked by superior forces, and the Rat General must be attacked all the way before the Rat can re-burrow the tunnel.Because every dwarf knows that these rats can escape the first class, the general rat is likely to escape at a critical moment instead of staying with the dwarves and waiting to die.

to make this counterattack as effective as possible.Prince Hoja decided to wait for some time, waiting for the rats to fill the empty tunnels every dwarf let loose.This way, as many soldiers as possible can be buried should a collapse occur.

Satisfied, Lord Gray Morshad entered the dwarven tunnels his army had taken.This is not an underground dirt tunnel dug randomly, but an underground passage carefully selected by the dwarves.Several load-bearing columns are covered by smooth and neat slabs, cleverly installed in the center to ensure that they can withstand the shock of the earthquake.

There are also tables and chairs, suggesting that this was once a command center for the dwarves.Mosha sat briskly on the chair.The Dwarf Chair is different from the Ratmen.He leaves no room for a tail.He was uncomfortable sitting up.But it doesn't matter.Mosha decided not to care about this little thing.

A total of three abyss lords are in charge of the introduced underground part.Mosha is the frontline commander jointly selected by the three abyss lords, responsible for the command of the former enemy.But to be honest, Mosha himself didn't understand why.Obviously, they could have directed them themselves, but they still entrusted him with directing.

In fact, this command work is not difficult at all.The rodent soldier wandered endlessly, and the news of the rodent god himself coming is now spreading throughout the rodent army.Each of the lesser clans anxiously waits to go to war in order to fight for the glory of the Rat God.In addition to these ordinary soldiers, there are countless elite troops behind him.The Eshin family provided a steady stream of black assassins, the Scully family sent their powerful weapons of war to the battlefield indefinitely, and the Mordor clan wiped out every war beast of his choosing.Mosha's clan never got a chance to play.

Moshad was even disturbed now, for he feared it would put him out of the Rat God's favor.

Regardless, progress has been better than expected.In the end, the dwarf failed to persist in this flesh-and-blood war of attrition, so he chose to retreat.Mosha thought it was the role of Scully's gas bomb crew.Gas Bomb Mortar squads work well enough that the dwarves will often poison the entire raid in fortifications, making any fortifications futile.

The dwarves' retreat was quick, but large armies of rodents would soon overrun the territories they had released.Then attack again.Mosha was well aware that the dwarves' retreat might have made them short of breath, but in essence it was drinking poison to quench their thirst.Rats now occupy a larger position, capable of holding more troops and attacking at the same time.

So far, Mosha hasn't figured out all the good things.Not so long ago, the Mords had just advised him to pursue his abomination in the Abyss.At present, however, there appears to be no defense force necessary to be conquered by such a monster.

"General Larkin!" Mosha calmed down and immediately gave orders to his subordinates. "Go after the fleeing dwarves at once. General Tara, you are charged with scouring the entire area and destroying all the dwarves."

He was pleased to see his troops keep coming, and there was a passage that took up the whole area.Most of Karakgrom's underground has fallen into his hands, and the Chosen God, Lord of the Abyss, I have not breached the gates of Karakgrom's underground.