Green Monster Epic

Mario always chose the softest persimmons to pinch. Having studied military theory from a young age and trained on the front lines for many years, he naturally understood this principle as a qualified commander.

The scale of the wilderness and dwarf allied forces looked vast and powerful, but in Mario's view, it was just a paper tiger, not a great threat. It wasn't even comparable to the Saint-level leader who had broken through the fortress defenses with a single sword, in terms of the threat to the army.

Among them, the most threatening to the elven army was naturally the main force of the Dwarf Kingdom's southern front, while the largest Thorn Alliance of the wilderness was the weakest of the three forces on the battlefield.

When the dwarf legions faced the elven legions in direct confrontation, their strength was indeed somewhat lacking, but if they really fought head-on, those dwarven armies clad in iron armor would not be so easy to chew down; but if he focused his main force on the rabble of the wilderness, Mario was confident that he could quickly defeat their defenses and severely damage their morale.

As long as he could wipe out this mixed army, Mario would have enough confidence to engage in a decisive battle with the remaining elven troops against the dwarven legions. Even if the battle became deadlocked in the end, he would be able to protect himself completely.

More importantly, Mario deeply resented the wilderness army, which was like a turd-stirring stick. If it hadn't been for their sudden attack during the river-crossing campaign, the situation on his southern front would definitely not be what it was today!

If he could severely damage this wilderness army in today's war, it would be considered revenge for the failure of the river-crossing campaign, and it would also be considered atonement for his sins. After returning to the kingdom after the war, he would be able to reduce his punishment.

Therefore, when the elven army collectively left the city for a decisive battle, Mario had already chosen the Thorn Alliance as their main attack direction. The previous focus on the dwarven legion was firstly to confuse the nearby wilderness army, and secondly to use the first wave of fierce attacks to put pressure on the dwarven legionnaires' formation, forcing them to shrink their defenses.

Watching the brave and skilled elven legionnaires gradually advance and control the battlefield situation according to his planned strategy, Mario, who was observing the battlefield from the sky, did not slack off in the slightest.

Although the 30,000-strong army that initially attacked the Thorn Army did not make much progress, their overall strength remained intact, and they were still able to cope with ease even under the three-sided attack of the Thorn Army.

When the subsequent main force of 100,000 elves suddenly turned their guns around and attacked, this force, which had been somewhat lax after impacting the first wave of elves, was able to adjust in time and open up a path for the subsequent reinforcements.

"Archers, rangers, get ready!!"

"Shoot!!"

Alberd clearly knew how to respond, and he also made what he thought was the most reasonable arrangement, but the subsequent development of the battle was not optimistic.

While coldly issuing these instructions, Alberd waved the staff in his hand, and as he reconstructed complex and mysterious rune patterns in the void, another powerful magic was taking shape.

"...lightning network"

A huge lightning pillar followed Alberd's figure and flew towards the center of the ground battlefield. Seeing this, a legendary elven knight commander quickly ascended and pointed a spear directly at Alberd's thin body.

Pfft!!

The spear directly pierced Alberd's small body, but in reality, no blood or broken limbs appeared. The elven commander's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly turned around, just in time to see the figure of the gnome maintaining the powerful magic appear from illusion to reality less than twenty meters behind him, directly crashing into the vast sea of elves.

Buzz buzz buzz!!

Only half of the precious legendary staff head was still floating on the surface. Alberd, who was holding the staff head in both hands, looked painful at this time. The few gray-white hairs on his small head stood on end, and then, as his mental will relaxed, the lightning pillar floating above the staff head, only a fist taller than Alberd, immediately shattered into pieces, blooming a snow-white and dazzling electric flower in the crowd!

Although trivial worldly affairs delayed the progress of magic research, the electric magic that Alberd displayed at this time was the result of his lifelong learning—Lightning Pool Electric Network.

The magic had not yet been exchanged and discussed with other legendary mages, and there were still many improvements to be made because it was a self-developed magic, but Alberd believed that the power of this magic was definitely not weaker than any other legendary magic.

It's just that the destructive power displayed by such a powerful magic in the midst of hundreds of thousands of troops fighting was still somewhat lacking. In the mental feedback of the surrounding situation, Alberd only sensed that the aura of less than a hundred elven warriors was disappearing, and the other aura of the weak was only two or three hundred.

However, the number of elven soldiers at this time was nearly 130,000, and the loss of less than a hundred people was even less than the loss caused to the elven army by a round of volley from the rear remote army.

The only thing that had some influence on the battle situation was that the elven army's subsequent reinforcements were momentarily sluggish due to the influence of this powerful magic.

A strong wind came from behind, already piercing through the first protective magic. Alberd reached out and pulled the magic staff from the ground, and then, the gemstone on a star diamond ring worn on his finger flashed, and the small gnome's figure disappeared again in place, and once again brushed past the spear stabbing from behind.

Hundreds of meters high in the sky, Alberd's figure suddenly appeared, and his eyes were even more clouded when he looked down at the battle situation.

The central battlefield had the largest number of troops he had deployed, with as many as 300,000 troops staggered, but under the strong attack of the elven elite legions, more than five legions in two lines of defense had collapsed, and the third line of defense was now crumbling.

The battle results of the main legions on the left and right wings, which were given high hopes, could not satisfy Alberd.

The heavy cavalry legion still lacked a legendary knight to preside over the overall situation, and the power of the vanguard charge was always a little lacking. In front of the flanking infantry legion presided over by a legendary elven commander, although there had always been battle results and they continued to advance, the speed of advancement was like walking in mud, unable to exert the full power of the cavalry charge.

The heavy infantry legion on the other side also faced the same problem, but the Wildheart tribe itself also specially sent talents to Green Lake Knight Academy to enroll. Dozens of ogre knights appeared in the tribe, and even without a legendary knight commander to gather their strength to launch an offensive, their progress was better than the heavy cavalry legion due to the dual cooperation of their tribal talent and tacit understanding.

The light cavalry, which constantly roamed and harvested the elven peripheral warriors on the flanks of the heavy infantry, while not forgetting to use mid-range weapons and magic attacks, also helped a lot, creating greater pressure on the elven left wing.