Green Monster Epic

"...South Line, Nodes 37 and 38, the legion's formation is on the verge of collapse..."

"...North Line, Nodes 17 to 20, the legion has broken through the enemy's defenses and is now digging into the enemy's defensive interior, constructing defenses..."

Countless voices rose and fell in the Eastern Riverbank Defense Line's central army camp, reporting the information collected by the dozens of magic eyes overlooking the entire battlefield from thousands of meters above, and projecting it onto the illusionary sandbox to the commander-in-chief, who was equally focused on the massive sandbox.

While listening to the important information coming from different voices, the dwarf commander, Leobert, constantly shifted his focus, scanning back and forth across the important nodes on the sandbox.

"It is recommended to send the Twelfth Legion forward to take over the positions of the Fifteenth Legion, which is about to collapse..."

"It is recommended that the mage corps cast large-scale offensive magic on the area one kilometer behind Nodes 17-20 on the North Line to block the enemy's reinforcements from counterattacking our penetrating legion..."

At the same time, his brain was also running rapidly, making judgments on the suggestions given by the dozens of military advisors behind him, and making the final decision within a few or a dozen breaths: "Order the remnants of the Fifteenth Legion to hold on for half a magic hour!!"

"Order three mage corps to cast magic at a high frequency in the area one kilometer behind Nodes 17-20 on the North Line, continuously for half a magic hour!!"

"Order the Seventy-fifth, Seventy-sixth, Seventy-seventh, and Seventy-ninth Legions to reinforce the breakthrough on the North Line, opening a gap in the enemy's defenses!!"

"And..."

In the great decisive battle that lasted for several days, countless warriors fell every moment, and countless warriors replaced their fallen comrades, fighting bravely with the enemies in front of them. The overall strength of the Elf Legion was slightly stronger than the Dwarf army, but the Dwarf army had a certain advantage in numbers, and the existence of more reserves played a pivotal role in the continuous and fierce war.

As commanders, whether it was the Elven side or Leobert himself, the pressure on them was heavy, because they knew very well that every order they gave concerned the lives of tens of thousands of fellow warriors.

But at the same time, they were extremely ruthless. The terrifying casualty numbers reported during the short breaks each day hardly had much impact on their mentality, let alone cause the slightest sense of retreat.

Don't think that Leobert's performance in the royal court hall was arrogant and conceited, and his ability seemed questionable. In fact, on the battlefield, although he could not be considered outstanding, his deployment of troops was at least satisfactory. His defensive and offensive orders were reasonable and effective. He did not perform badly in the fierce battles of these days, otherwise the kingdom would not have entrusted the important task of the Northern Line to him.

The main reason why the Northern Line collapsed in the first place was that the wars in recent centuries had become relatively calm, which made the overall mentality of the soldiers on the front lines become lax, and the kingdom was content with the status quo and did not provide enough support and encouragement to the front lines. On the other hand, the Elven side had ample time and determination to quietly plan and rectify in these hundred years, and finally launched a sudden attack while paralyzing their opponents, which led to the current results.

In this matter, Leobert, as the commander-in-chief of the Northern Line, certainly bore the main responsibility, but the kingdom's high-level officials also had to bear some responsibility.

"Commander, is it possible to dispatch the Dragon Tooth Legion now and launch a piercing tactic?"

Staring at the anxious battle situation on the sandbox, watching the light representing each legion go from complete to collapsing, until the new legions took their place, the chief of military staff, Albert, finally couldn't restrain the grief in his heart and made a tempting suggestion to Leobert.

Most of the Dwarf legions had already rotated on the battlefield once or even multiple times, but the army's most elite core, the two hundred thousand strong Dragon Tooth Legion, was still hidden in the white mist that lingered on the eastern riverbank, like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity to attack.

The existence of such a huge living force was enough to influence the direction of the entire battle, especially in a battlefield that had experienced eight or nine days of fierce fighting.

"What?? The Unicorn Legion of the Elves has appeared??"

Hearing Albert's suggestion, Leobert rarely shifted his gaze away from the sandbox and looked at his subordinate's stern face, and then asked.

"Not yet!!"

Albert shook his head. At least on the sandbox battlefield he was watching, there was no sign of the elite forces of the Elven side.

"Then the Dragon Tooth..."

Seeing this, Leobert glared at his subordinate with his majestic eyes, and was about to reprimand him when a Dwarf officer who was paying attention to the sandbox suddenly shouted excitedly, "The heavy cavalry of the Unicorn Legion has appeared!!!"

"Heavy cavalry of the Unicorn Legion has appeared in the legion's position that has broken into the enemy's formation on the North Line!!"

Leobert's eyes lit up, and he placed his hand on the edge of the huge sandbox mixed with mithril. With his thoughts, the picture on the sandbox quickly zoomed in, focusing on the five legions that were continuing to advance at Nodes 17-20 on the North Line.

It was not until the light spots in the sandbox turned into the figures of individual warriors, and their brave fighting postures appeared vividly on the sandbox, that Leobert stopped the zooming action.

At this time, the scene appearing in the sandbox made the faces of many Dwarf officers solemn, and many people even showed a bit of unbearable and angry expressions in their eyes, because those scenes were of brave Dwarf soldiers being pierced and slaughtered by a clustered cavalry legion.

Although the strength of the six Dwarf legions at the North Line's breakthrough node had declined after constantly fighting, consuming old soldiers, and replenishing new members in these days, they still maintained a relatively complete knight officer domain blessing. When facing ordinary Elven legions, they were roughly evenly matched.

Even when facing heavy cavalry, a powerful troop type, the Dwarf legions, who were good at defense, were not without the power to fight.

But now, when the five Dwarf legions in the sandbox faced that heavy cavalry, the state of collapsing at the first blow clearly indicated that the Elven heavy cavalry legion they encountered was not an ordinary army, but an elite force in the Elven army.

When they saw the military flag depicting a unicorn pattern at the tip of the heavy cavalry's charge in the sandbox, Leobert and the other Dwarf officers no longer had any doubts.

"Commander!!! Deploy the Dragon Tooth Legion!!!"

Albert also had confidence at this time, and quickly issued the suggestion again. At the same time, the other Dwarf officers around him turned their gazes with strong emotions to the commander in front of the sandbox, and the meaning in their eyes was self-evident.

"Wait a little longer!!!"

Leobert's face was heavy, and his left hand unconsciously stroked back and forth on the small braid woven from the row of whiskers on his jaw. Finally, his eyes resolutely made a decision: "Order the mage corps to indiscriminately bombard the front of the advancing legion's position on the North Line!!!"

"The Dragon Tooth Legion is on standby!! Be prepared to enter the battle at any time!!"

"Commander!! There are still tens of thousands of our soldiers in the front position!! Why not give them an order first and let them withdraw first??"

Albert and the other staff officers' expressions tightened, and then they reminded him.

“A warrior of the kingdom should have the resolve and courage to die in battle. If the remnants of these few legions can be exchanged for the Elf Unicorn Legion, then their sacrifice will be worth it!! I believe that the soldiers fighting on the front lines will also agree with my decision!!”

Liotolt continued to stare at the scene on the battlefield expressionlessly, his tone revealing an unquestionable resolve.

“Execute the order!!!”

“…Yes!!”

Only after Liotolt issued the order fiercely once again did the other officers finally and helplessly relay the order.

Soon, miniature illusions of magic appeared on the sand table. Each seemingly small magic signified large-scale, high-powered magic above the Legendary rank. As they fell onto the fighting positions, countless illusory figures of warriors from both sides flew, were torn apart, or even evaporated. The positions were directly enveloped by various magical flames.

The elven side's mage group was also prepared, intercepting most of the dwarven casting team's magic, avoiding the deaths of more elven warriors. The two sides' casting teams were also engaged in fierce confrontation on another invisible battlefield.

Seeing that the few legions on the northern front, which had painstakingly extended to the enemy's positions, showed signs of collapse again, and the enemy troops showed signs of regrouping, the commanders and staff officers in the main camp couldn't help but reveal a sense of urgency on their faces. However, the dwarf commander Liotolt, who held the power, still sat and watched its development with a cold expression.

“Order the Dragon Tooth Legion!! The entire army mobilizes!!”

“Target: Nodes 37-39 on the southern front.”

“Tell Simon that I want him to break through the enemy's forward positions within half a magic hour and attack all elven legions south of this coordinate.”

“What about the northern front…”

Hearing the commander's arrangement, the faces of the dwarven officers in the field showed surprise.

“Order the legions on the northern front to temporarily slow down their attack and use the fortifications to defend against the elven impact. At the same time, activate the Steel Colossus to assist the defense of the northern defense line!!”

From the moment he ordered the sacrifice of the soldiers of several legions on the northern front, Liotolt had cut off his retreat. He could only blow the horn of the decisive battle against the elves in one go at this time.

If he didn't have enough military exploits to offset this chaotic order during wartime, then even if he wasn't punished by the kingdom afterward, once the news about this order spread to the ears of the soldiers in the army, Liotolt wouldn't even think about gaining a foothold in the army again.

After all, no soldier would be willing to entrust his life to a commander who had abandoned them on the battlefield, and no bloodline tribe would be willing to let the warriors in their tribe die in vain.

Offending the king isn't scary. As long as the Dragonblood Dwarves continue to support him, then Liotolt's position will be secure. But if the chiefs and families of the dwarven clans dislike him, then the Dragonblood Dwarf families may not dare to continue supporting him for their own interests in the future!

And the most criticized problem of the Dwarf race is their meticulousness, stubbornness, or rather, their vindictiveness.

In the elven kingdom's central army camp across the river, when the dwarven elite Dragon Tooth Legion appeared on the southern front, Adrian, the handsome and elegant commander, was also reminded by the field observation officers at the first moment.

Frowning as he looked at the charging scene of the dwarven army on the southern front, Adrian softly uttered: “I underestimated this dwarf!!”

Although the other side's commander's response was slightly beyond his expectations, Adrian, confident that his army's strength was superior, was not panicked. He calmly began to deploy troops and dispatch generals to counter the dwarven general offensive.

“Order: The entire Unicorn Legion to attack and tear open the dwarven defense line on the northern front!!”

“Activate the War Ancient Tree to counterattack the dwarven elites invading from the south!!”

“I want to see whether his Dragon Tooth Legion's battleaxe and heavy shield are stronger, or my Unicorn Legion's blades are sharper!!”

“Yes!!”

… …

“Order the mage group to summon the Earth Giant…”

“Tell the casting team to summon the Phoenix…”

“Order the 55th and 57th Legions to attack and replace the positions of the withdrawn 47th Legion…”

… …

Dozens of miles away from the main battlefield, various magic and high-powered combat skills surged back and forth in the air. More than a hundred strong individuals from the elven and dwarven races were also fighting fiercely. Occasionally, blood splattered, or a black shadow fell straight to the ground, without any sound for a long time.

The momentum of the fight between the strong was not much weaker than the large-scale legions on the ground, but compared to the cruel, bloody fighting of the legions, the calm and composed strong individuals of the two races still had some energy to be distracted, either helping their companions block the attacks of their opponents, or looking at the situation on the ground where the vast army was fighting on the winding ice surface.

Having continued to fight for several days, the offensive of these strong individuals was not as fierce and arrogant as it was at the beginning. In order to save physical strength and energy consumption, they all reserved some strength when fighting each other, so that they could continue to fight sustainably.

“What is that??”

An elven legendary archer hid behind his companions. With a twitch and release of the bowstring, a dozen arrows condensed from energy roared and shot towards different targets in the distance. After taking a slight breath, the elf glanced towards the north, but found that a white line was rapidly flying from north to south along the river channel that the Tielan River had eroded over the years.

Although the snow covered most of the Fengxue Plateau, even if the coniferous forest land formed over decades or hundreds of years was covered by snow, it still retained a touch of dark green for the earth.

It's just that now those patches of dark colors that appear gray on the vast snowy field, as the white line in the distance passes by, are like prey swallowed by a giant beast, and no trace of them can be seen again.

“…xiak…”

The elven archer's heart tightened, and then a syllable popped out of his mouth. A cluster of magical light quietly popped out from the shiny ring on the ring finger of his left hand, which was holding the longbow. The elf archer's pair of bright green pupils suddenly contracted and magnified like a goshawk, and the Eagle Eye Technique allowed him to see farther.

Just one look of concentration made the elf's originally calm and handsome face twist.

The object that looked like a white line from a distance turned out to be a wave of more than 100 meters high, formed by countless snow and ice, and meltwater, rushing towards the relatively low-lying terrain of the Chagoli Hills along the terrain of the Fengxue Plateau.

And its trajectory happened to be the Tielan River channel where the elven and dwarven armies were fighting.