Under the Red Dragon

The entire vast sea was shrouded in the cold, fishy wind and mist of early morning.

The calm sea surface was shattered by unparalleled force, erupting in layers of surging waves.

A ram, inlaid with the skull of a ferocious beast, suddenly burst through the dissipating mist, followed by a continuous line of rams inlaid with the skulls of various fierce beasts, spreading across the sea.

The mist over the sea wasn't scattered by the wind, but by countless sails, an endless array of sails tearing through it. The violent flapping of the sails actually drowned out the sound of the ships cutting through the waves, like the booming of wind drums across the ocean.

One after another, massive ships surged forward, dominating the horizon, like a wall on the sea slowly pushing forward.

In the central sea area, guarded by countless ships, a giant vessel painted with a dragon emblem in white traversed the sea like the legendary Kraken of the North Sea.

This colossal warship was three hundred meters long and ninety-six meters wide, a mobile continent on the sea, an unstoppable steel behemoth.

Accompanied by the signal flags and deep horns coordinating the various fleets, the orc army, standing beneath the white and gray banner rippling in the wind, was a dense mass of warriors.

But these orc warriors, like the well-trained Imperial Guards of the Golden Empire who usually served as the honor guard, possessed solemn discipline, standing in neat rows on the deck of the giant ship without making a sound.

At the front, before the forest of spears and halberds, stood the Orc King, Bosser Laine, and the members of the Orc Kingdom's Council of Elders.

These orcs, who had once been rivals and engaged in secret struggles, were now united with all their might, just like the southern noble alliance under the pressure of the Kings' armies.

To this end, these elder orc elders and great nobles had almost emptied their nests, leaving only the talented members of the younger generation of orcs to hold the reins of the Orc Kingdom as a last resort.

Orc King Bosser Laine, clad in lion-faced heavy armor, stood at the front of the deck on the massive dragon-headed ram, gazing at the faintly visible coastline in the distance.

The coastal area of the Principality of Rosetta is mostly fjord terrain, with numerous fragmented islands in the sea, making it difficult to find a suitable landing site for the Orc Kingdom's two hundred thousand strong army.

Among the intelligence gathered and shared by the Kings, there were only two landing sites nearby.

One was the large port of the Principality of Rosetta located in the coastal city of Kali.

However, although the port of Kali City could handle an astonishing number of ships and cargo volume daily, the terrain on both sides of the harbor was at a high point, making it impossible to deploy the orc legions.

Moreover, in such an important coastal city and port, the Principality of Rosetta would inevitably set up layers of heavy defenses.

Once the Orc Kingdom's army failed to quickly break through the sea city's defenses, the allied naval fleets of the noble alliance, patrolling the sea waiting to encircle and converge, would surround them from the flanks and rear.

Unable to fully deploy, unable to attend to both the head and tail, the orc army might be completely annihilated in the sea under the two-pronged attack of the noble allied fleet and the coastal land forces.

Therefore, the orc army abandoned facing the Rosetta naval fleet around the port of Kali City and chose another location suitable for the full deployment of the army—Laman Beach.

Laman Beach is located about two hundred nautical miles south of the port of Kali City, with a coastline of more than five hundred kilometers and an area of about eighteen thousand square kilometers.

Although the coastline stretching for hundreds of kilometers is almost entirely cliffs and precipices, there are two large, flat beaches where the Orc Kingdom's army can fully deploy on land.

As long as the Orc Kingdom's legions can quickly break through the Principality of Rosetta's defenses at the Laman Beach landing site, they can gain the first bridgehead to destroy the Principality of Rosetta.

The entire Laman Beach area has a mild and humid climate and is the Principality of Rosetta's most important agricultural area and granary.

Animal husbandry is developed here, and there are also a large number of industries such as metallurgy and oil refining. Once the orcs completely break through this area, they can obtain a large amount of supplies without worrying about subsequent logistical materials.

Moreover, there are many rivers behind the Laman area, and the Guna River, the largest river in the Principality of Rosetta, flows into the sea here.

At that time, the orc army can even advance by both land and water, capturing cities and fortresses, attracting the attention of the defenders in the Marino defense line, and relieving the pressure on the Golden Empire's frontal battlefield.

"These nobles' ships, relying on their small size, flexible maneuverability, and fast speed, are spying on our movements everywhere at sea, grasping our strategic intentions. Once we land, we will definitely face a pincer attack from the northern and southern fleets soon after,"

A young orc, also wearing a lion helmet and having the same brownish-white mane as Bosser Laine, retracted his gaze into the distance and said in a deep voice.

Battles on the sea are not as simple as those on land.

The Orc Kingdom's army has many ships, and they have been moderately modified to carry more soldiers, so the speed of navigation cannot be compared with the small and medium-sized ships of the noble coalition forces that are specially used to scout intelligence.

Once the opponent's investigation ship formation wants to deliberately avoid battle, only the Golden Empire's small and medium-sized warships equipped with dual engines can catch up with these nobles' warships.

And the orcs will not divide their forces to pursue and eliminate these annoying flies, as that would only allow the enemy to gradually pull them apart and eliminate them one by one.

Originally, the Orc Kingdom's naval army had prepared to break through the heavy fleet blockade on the sea, but it seems that these southern nobles' fleets are very afraid of the Golden Empire's steel behemoths, or they are waiting for the orc army to actively enter their encirclement.

"In war, it is rare to win with so-called ingenious schemes. That is one in ten thousand examples. The orcs and these nobles are now competing in frontal combat power and fighting for time,"

Orc King Bosser Laine looked at the dragon beasts and flying dragons beginning to rise in the orc fleet, and the magical reconnaissance eyes released by the orc shaman casters, and then said in a deep voice: "What we orcs have to do is to seize the bridgehead on land before those nobles close the encirclement,"

"And those nobles need to hide their movements on the sea, wait for us to land, and then close the encirclement, annihilating us here in one fell swoop."

Bosser Laine turned to look at the handsome young man standing on the side and smiled: "Your Excellency Rosani, you can notify His Majesty Gogmora soon. Today, the orcs will occupy the entire Laman Beach,"

"The noble coalition garrison deployed on the Marino defense line will have their attention drawn by the orc army, because the orc army will be indestructible and unstoppable!"

The humanoid Rosani had black hair and a very handsome face, and his concentrated aura seemed more noble than those ancient nobles.

Only the occasional cold light in his eyes made Rosani appear particularly aggressive, which was one of the similar characteristics of the core members of the Gogmora dragon group.

"With the Orc King personally leading the battle, it will naturally be easy to do this. I have no doubt about it, but in this battle, the orcs may face many difficulties,"

Rosani said with a smile.

As the gathering center point of the communication system between the Kings' coalition forces, only the Dragon King of the Golden Empire can assume such an important role.

Although magic seems to be omnipotent, depending only on a person's imagination and knowledge reserves, it will ultimately be limited by personal abilities.

Just like the interdimensional teleportation magic 'Fleeting Dream' in high-level magic, as long as you master the essence and principles of this magic, and then use a magic tuning fork with the same resonance frequency as the target plane itself as a casting material, you can use magic to leverage the frequency resonance between the plane and the spell from the Akania plane, thereby opening the door to another target plane.

But this is only theoretically possible. If a high-level magician were to release such a spell, they might have exhausted their mental power and magic power before using the magic tuning fork to sense the vibration frequency of another target plane.

Although the Golden Empire is interested in developing stable remote magic instant communication methods, such as using mediums such as electromagnetic waves to transmit information, or using the ubiquitous magic power or the empire's expanded power domain to realize such an idea.

But it still takes time to complete, just like the progress of civilization is not achieved overnight, but slowly climbs.

Only the Dragon King of the Empire, with such powerful mental power and self-transformed heart energy, can use magic treasures for ultra-long-distance contact and communication.

Moreover, this method is difficult to be shielded and interfered with by the southern nobles' casters using related targeted magic, because the ultimate source of these methods points to the entire spiritual space controlled by the ancestral red dragon Calon Gogmora, and the stability is fully guaranteed.

"Difficulties? Just overcome them. What Gogmora can do, I can do too." Bosser Laine raised his head and said leisurely.

Bearing the disgrace of the country is called the master of the state; bearing the misfortune of the country is called the king of the world.

The same sentence has different meanings in different contexts. The Kings discussed for a long time at the alliance that day, but what impressed Bosser Laine the most was the sentence Calon Gogmora said.

If you want to become a truly unprecedented king, you must have incomparable ambition and courage, and you must also be able to bear countless responsibilities and pressures more than ordinary people. This is Bosser Laine's understanding of this sentence.

For Calon Gogmora, Bosser Laine had fully felt his inner charm that day.

Perhaps for female creatures, the unique appearance and powerful power of that dragon are an irresistible attraction.

But for male creatures, the comprehensive inner qualities displayed by that dragon are the source of fatal attraction.

Especially in the eyes of kings and strong men like Bosser Laine, those who rely on the charm of appearance and the bewilderment of magic are as superficial as the succubi and incubi in the abyss hell, and cannot even cause a trace of fluctuation in him.

Even the most charming creatures in the world in legends cannot shake or influence the heart of such a legendary king, but Calon Gogmora is an out-and-out male incubus in the eyes of the Kings.

"Let the orcs personally open the chapter of this new era, Gogmora, I will not lose to you!" Bosser Laine laughed loudly: "Pass down the order, all orc legions will go all out according to the landing plan. I want to plant the orc banner on the highest point of Laman Beach when the sun hangs in the center of the sky!"

Woo... Woo... Woo...

Not only did the soaring horns and busy and orderly transmission sounds echo over the boundless fleet on the sea, but also the sharp magic alert sounds rang on Laman Beach several miles away at this moment.

On the granite cliffs and shale precipices on both sides of the two large landing beaches, stood fluttering flags.

Countless dense defenders had already poked their heads out of the sentry fortresses built of granite.

The continuous sentry fortresses were connected into a solid large military fortress defense system on both sides and the front of the entire landing beach. Huge ballistae, giant crossbows, armor-piercing crossbows, and heavy artillery protruded from the various passes of this connected military fortress defense system, flashing with the cold light of death.

In front of these sentry fortresses, there were also countless huge trenches running vertically and horizontally, filled with muddy water.

Rows of pointed stakes and barbed wire almost surrounded the entire defense system, and there were vaguely obscure auras of magic traps in the gaps. This was simply airtight, and it seemed that even birds could not pass through the defense line.

Moreover, in order to prevent the orc army from being covered by the fleet's firepower, these land military defense lines happened to leave a redundant distance from the landing point, a distance that made the orc army seem to be in a dilemma.

"Seemingly clever methods, but they give us more opportunities," Orc King Bosser Laine looked coldly and waved his hand gently.

In the eyes of the defenders on Laman Beach, the boundless silent fleet on the sea began to disperse to both sides, and escort ships occupied every angle that was about to be surrounded in an arc.

The orc commanders on each main ship were roaring, conveying their orders to the messengers and flag bearers.

These messengers and flag bearers shouted orders loudly, waved attacking flags, and conveyed them to every participating ship.

And these fleets scattered on the periphery will bear the firepower from the allied fleets of nobles from the north and south, which means that these escort fleets are very likely to be buried in this sea, just to cover the landing of the main force of the orc army.

But whether they believed in the demigod of the wilderness or the orc god, the orcs at this moment were indistinguishable from each other, using their bodies to span the entire sea into an insurmountable sea wall.

Loyal warriors always die first, then the brave ones. Regardless of whether the orcs were on the side of justice, they were loyal to the Orc King at this moment.

The main fleet of the Golden Empire, led by the 'Imperial Glory', and the main fleet of the Orc Kingdom began to line up in the near sea, and the heavy artillery began to rise.

A loud shout came from the main ship 'Imperial Glory', "Shut down the magic energy engine, start the backup fierce oil engine, release redundant energy, and prepare to release the maximum power scale strike!"

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

The resonance of the magic element energy link of the entire sea-mobile land began to decline and fall into silence, but then a mechanical turning sound and the low roar of the auxiliary engine suddenly sounded.

The dragon head ram of the 'Imperial Glory' slowly opened its hideous and huge mouth in telescoping, revealing the huge dark muzzle.

With a strong vibration, a blazing and huge beam of light suddenly burst out from this dark muzzle. This huge vibration could even make the orcs standing on the steel behemoth feel the continent under their feet shaking slightly.

In the orcish army's shocked gaze, this incomparably blazing, city-breaking main cannon, which had temporarily evaporated all the magical energy of the entire steel behemoth with a single strike, destructively pierced and evaporated the magical traps, thorny iron nets, and watchtowers in its path.

Those noble warriors and spellcasters who were evaporated along with the watchtowers didn't even have time to put up a protective barrier of magic before they completely disappeared from this world of Icaania, without even ashes remaining.

What followed was the fear of the noble defense legions, and the terrifying sounds of weapons that filled the sky.

Hundreds of gunboats simultaneously bloomed with deadly magical radiance and firelight under the flag's command in the near sea, plowing the entire beach within sight on Raman Beach.

Some hidden traps and deep trenches, supported by various woods, and shafts leading to the tunnel, which were excavated by noble legion warriors, were exposed to the eyes of the orc army.

Some warriors hiding in the deep trenches and shafts under the planks were directly blasted into fragments by the power of the artillery fire coverage.

"Unlimited firing, clear firepower, prepare for landing operation!" A loud roar resounded .

In the continuous bombing, the landing fleet of the orc army began to land along both sides of the main gunboat. The side panels of the ships were opened, and the landing pontoon bridge were set up, and the densely packed orc warriors poured out.

"Let's go, we will lead the orcs to a more glorious future," 波塞尔·莱恩(波塞尔·莱恩: Bosser Lion), the Orc King, raised his Adamantine double-headed chain, the blood-stained luster was like his gaze.

The Orc Elder Council behind him also picked up their weapons and scepters, and followed the Orc King across the deck and jumped onto the landing assault boat.

The Orc Kingdom's army began a full-scale landing operation.

...

The newly risen moonlight sprinkled on the tall and lush jungle, and only a few scattered rays of light fell on the top of the front headquarters's large tent hidden in the mountains and forests, making the large tent with its opening look somewhat like a monster with its giant mouth open, waiting to devour people.

The geographical location of this front headquarters is very good, and it can overlook the edge city standing in the hills from the mountain ridge.

查拉尔·西撒(查拉尔·西撒: Charal Caesar), the emperor of the Hobbis Empire, actually personally appeared here. In addition to this emperor, Sharos, the Lord of the Dark Nest, and Anudale, the King of the dark elves, also stood together in front of the geographical sand table of the headquarters.

And Doss, the Thunder Lord of the Golden Empire, did not participate in the war council of the kings, but leaned on the periphery of the three kings.

Perhaps it was also the attitude of the Golden Empire, which has always shown that it does not interfere in the affairs of other countries, that made it easier for these kings to accept the 주장(主张: proposition) of the Golden Empire.

It should be known that the alliance between countries, no matter how close they are, is a mutual struggle and guard in the alliance.

Without 查拉尔·西撒(查拉尔·西撒: Charal Caesar)'s personal presence, the Hobbis Empire was able to allow the army of the Golden Empire and the army of giants to use the city of the Hobbis bordering the Marino Duchy as a base, which is extremely unbelievable.

Perhaps this can only be described as a miracle. 卡隆·高格莫拉(卡隆·高格莫拉: Caron Kogmora), the Ancestral Red Dragon, is like a catfish, activating the kings who were originally trapped in the stagnant water, making these kings become particularly radical for some beliefs, which is completely different from their previous performance.

"Received the message, the orc king 波塞尔·莱恩(波塞尔·莱恩: Bosser Lion) launched a full-scale landing operation today," Blue Dragon Doss waited for the three kings to stop discussing, and then said.

"The Southern Noble Alliance's naval fleet, linked with merchant ships collected and a large number of inland river ships, burned the camp and went down along the ocean current, and cooperated with the attacks of the north and south navies to engulf the orcs' 20,000 fleets in the sea."

查拉尔·西撒(查拉尔·西撒: Charal Caesar)'s eyes flickered, and he was not moved by the loss of the orc kingdom.

War on the sea is more difficult to control than war on land, and the orcs' naval fleet is not known for its strength.

He asked: "What is the result of the battle? Although those Noble Alliance have enough military strength, it should be difficult to contend the orcs' army."

Blue Dragon Doss stepped out of the shadows, revealing a resolute face that was slightly softened , and smiled softly: " Raman Beach was completely occupied by the Orc Kingdom, and Reid, the legendary marshal of the Rosetta Duchy, was seriously injured by a blow from the Orc King 波塞尔·莱恩(波塞尔·莱恩: Bosser Lion),"

" Reid's personal guard, in order to cover Reid's retreat, and the 50,000 troops of the Rosetta Duchy deployed on the Raman Beach front line were all annihilated,"

"The orc army is ready to go north, threatening the eastern section of the entire Marino defense line from behind, reducing the pressure on the front battlefield."

The other three kings showed satisfied expressions. The Rosetta Duchy and the Dumyat Duchy are the two pincers that restrain the front battlefield defense line, and the city of Dorabi on the Marino defense line is the most important pass in the north to control the south, which can encircle and support the east and west countries at any time.

The city of Dorabi cannot be captured, and all the armies of the Kings' Alliance will be subjected to the dilemma of being attacked from both sides, and the inability of the food supply line to flow smoothly will also be the last straw that overwhelms the Kings' Alliance.

Therefore, whether it is the orcs or the current three kings, they need to break the joint defense of the three duchies in order to reduce the pressure on the front battlefield, and then capture the city of Dorabi, and capture the entire south.

It can be said that once the city of Dorabi is captured, the entire south is like an open plain, which will be allowed the kings to gallop, and from then on, only see the military power.

"Then we should also launch here," Sharos looked at the other two kings and said: "The alliance of the kings must not be frustrated in the first battle."

"Then tonight," 查拉尔·西撒(查拉尔·西撒: Charal Caesar)'s eyes lit up, " Fio has promised me to pledge allegiance to the kings, he is just a small nobleman and is not on the list of kings that must be eliminated, but in order to prevent feigned surrender, we must strictly follow the plan."

Anudale, the king of the dark elves, nodded and asked: "Is it too risky for you to enter the city personally?"

查拉尔·西撒(查拉尔·西撒: Charal Caesar) shook his head, "If you want to get rich returns, you must bear the corresponding risks."

"Very good, three quarters of an hour," Anudale said in a deep voice, "If you don't see the signal you send within three quarters of an hour, the three kings' coalition forces will all attack and forcibly attack the city!"

And in the jungle outside the headquarters tent, indistinctly, a forest of swords and spears!

...

The sky was extremely gloomy, and the biting cold air pressed the humid clouds much lower. The Marino defense line, centered on the city of Dorabi, stretched for hundreds of kilometers, like the undulating spine of a giant beast in the starry sky.

But even after being behind such a magnificent defense line wall, those hundreds of thousands of warriors did not feel much sense of security from this solid wall.

Not only was the city panic-stricken, but even the warriors of the Marino Duchy's army and the noble allied army were surrounded by panic.

They gazed at the dark swarming monster army and giant legion on the distant plain from their high and mighty position, with great pressure.

The flying dragons and dragons raging in the air have withdrawn, and the logistics transportation of the city of Dorabi has resumed, but this is not good news.

Because this also means that this Icaania northern continent mortal world's incomparable defense line is about to face an unprecedented torrent impact.

The principle of besieging on three sides and leaving one side open is a common sense that every soldier who has experienced war can slightly understand.

Especially in these days when those monster legions waited patiently, the countless surrender proclamations dropped by the sky-filling flying dragons and dragons, and the battle situation from the east and west lines that were successively breached by the orcs and the three kings, reduced the will to fight and morale of these warriors to the bottom of the abyss.

Especially when they saw the large expanse of black heavy armor light, and the incredible safely standing dragons, demon dragons, and flying dragons, the courage in their hearts also disappeared silently.

Even across a distant distance, they seemed to be able to hear the sound of those steel armors when the warriors walked.

"Can this defense line be defended against such a ferocious legion?"

"The garrison on the east and west sections of the defense line can no longer support us. Will we be completely annihilated here!"

Such whispers and discussions have begun to spread on the city wall, but these warriors have not been punished, but were suppressed by the loud reprimands of the legion's officers.

Because even those legion officers did not dare to enforce military law on these warriors at this time.

And Ron, the Grand Duke of Marino, was standing on the highest point of the city of Dorabi, overlooking the monsters on the plain with a serious expression.

The city of Dorabi is located in a strategic location. To capture this city, the only way is through the main gate, which is not very wide, but the city gate, including the small barbican in front, is located in the defensive firepower coverage area of the highest point of the entire defense line.

And the entire defense line is built on the strategic location of the mountain peaks. In theory, even the army of the Golden Empire monsters and the giant legion would find it extremely difficult to seize the high ground.

Attacking from the land requires climbing the not-so-gentle steep slope, and those heavy cannons and giant crossbows that can capture cities and territories are not only difficult to transport up the mountain slope, but even if a lot of blood is paid to transport the heavy cannons and siege heavy weapons up, the terrain disadvantage of low against high will also be at an absolute disadvantage.

And wanting to seize from the air also needs to face the suppression and coverage of the air defense system.

Even if these dragons and Wyvern Knights want to land directly in the city, they also have to face the pincer attack of street fighting and the high-point strikes from all directions.

What's more, in addition to the tight defense system that is almost difficult to break through, there are also four legendary-level combat power sitting in this defense line area of Dorabi.

The Higher Duchies in the Southern Noble Alliance are not only stronger than other small and medium-sized nobles in terms of comprehensive national strength and territory strength, but the most important thing is that these Higher Duchies are always able to cultivate top combat power to suppress the family's territory in countless years of deep cultivation.

Perhaps it is because of the secret magical secrets, or perhaps it is because of the family secret treasures passed down for thousands of years, or perhaps it is because they possess some magical bloodline and abilities, that the ruling families of these Higher Duchies have the same powerful power as查拉尔·西撒(查拉尔·西撒: Charal Caesar) once had, enough to contend legendary-level combat power.

Some rulers also use endless resources to accumulate legendary powerhouses to suppress the family, or incorporate outstanding talents into the family's system in advance for cultivation, instill the awareness of a community of interests, and win over talents by using marriage and other methods.

These nobles who occupy a ruling position have too many means and methods to maintain their power.

And among the Higher Duchies of the Southern Noble Alliance, each duchy on the surface has at least one powerhouse strong enough to contend legendary combat power. Ron, the Grand Duke of Marino, is the powerhouse with legendary combat power on the surface of the Marino Duchy.

In addition to these powerhouses, they also have strong legions, which is also why the Southern Noble Alliance was not afraid of the Golden Empire in the past.

Although Ancestral Red Dragon is a bloodline that is difficult to compare with in the world, that dragon has not truly stepped into legendary, and the distant distance cannot scare these nobles. After all, there is still the God Forsaken Mountains and the Hobbis Empire as a barrier for the nobles.

Moreover, the southern nobles did not expect that the Ancestral Red Dragon's ability to make trouble, entangling the power of several kings, has already scared these nobles to the point where they even have unprecedented regrets.

Moreover, after Reid, the legendary marshal of the Rosetta Duchy, was seriously injured by a single blow from the Orc King, those southern nobles truly realized the difference between the powerhouses who nominally possess legendary combat power and those truly legendary powerhouses.

There is no other reason, it is simply that these nobles have enjoyed a comfortable and luxurious life for too long.

Therefore, the city of Dorabi also urgently mobilized the support of other legendary powerhouses. Including the Grand Duke of Marino, on this front battlefield, the southern nobles have a total of five legendary-level combat power stationed here, which shows the importance of this pass.

And the other four legendary powerhouses were not transferred from the nearby noble countries adjacent to the Marino Duchy, but were dispatched from several grand duchies in the more distant southern hinterland.

Reto, the legendary spellcaster, scanned the front battlefield with the spell of detection eye, his brow furrowed tightly.

As a newborn true legendary mage, he does not strictly belong to the camp of the Southern Noble Alliance.

As a overlord empire in the Central Continent affecting the tentacles of geopolitics, although Reto has only been promoted to legendary for fifteen years, and has not had enough time to explore the future path.

But Reto is especially good at space spells in the process of growing up, which allows his detection spells to pierce the hidden magical mist and discover the energy fluctuations faintly coming from the high sky.

"That is?" The projection displayed by the detection spells of the legendary mage Reto showed a vague picture, causing the face of this legendary mage to change.

The Grand Duke of Marino and the other three legendary also changed their expressions at the same time, and exclaimed : " Mage Tower?"

Mage Tower is not a rare thing in the eyes of these nobles, but Mage Tower floating in the firmament is something that even the legendary mage Reto has never seen, let alone these nobles.

That is something that only exists in legends, just like the stories of the fragmentary left by the ancient and once glorious magic civilization, which cannot help but shock these people.

"The city of Dorabi controls all the magic power source nodes of the Dorabi Mountains, but if those ascending Mage Tower are as powerful as in the legends, maybe we will not be able to defend this defense line,"

The legendary mage Reto said in a serious tone.

As a legendary-level archmage, Reto is very clear about the power of the Mage Tower.

Give him a floating Mage Tower that belongs to him, and he dares to face the True Dragon Emperor of the Golden Empire alone, even if this True Dragon Emperor has faced the divine punishment of the Dragon God.

"We can't retreat without a fight," The Grand Duke of Marino instantly darkened his face, these people can escape, but his territory is behind him, and it is absolutely impossible to flee without firing a shot.

That would not only cause the entire Principality of Marino to collapse instantly, but even he, a great noble, might die at the hands of other nobles.

"Even if the Golden Empire possesses the knowledge to build floating mage towers, how much of the essence can they master in just over a decade?"

Grand Duke Marino said, "Besides, as long as we withstand the first wave of attacks, the combined knight order, led by the Rose Heavy Armored Knights, will find opportunities from the flanks of these monsters' legions to disrupt their rear lines. At that time, there may be a turning point, and the Southern Alliance's reinforcements are already on their way!"

"Let's hope so," Leto sighed, looking into the distance, feeling that he should take out the space jump scroll from his magic storage ring in advance, lest he be caught off guard.

On the distant plains, massive legions stood in formation, their armor and the forest of swords and spears gleaming with cold light.

Dragons quietly waited behind the scaled Dragon King, only the huge claws constantly trampling and scraping the ground and the heavy breathing indicating that these dragons were not calm.

The White King twins of the Golden Empire, Green Dragon Antagena, and Red Dragon Kleinaya, stood solemnly under that huge royal banner.

Ancient Gold Dragon Obirrash, Silver Dragon Fro, and Gold Dragon Naroia also held their heads high in the dragon camp, controlling the metallic and gem dragons subdued by the Golden Empire.

But even these giant dragons could not sweep away the legions of the Golden Empire in front of the military formation, because there were too many soldiers in the Golden Empire's legions, and they were too tall.

Compared to the elite vanguard legions of the Golden Empire, the giants in the Frost Giant Legion and the Multi-Armed Giant Legion on both sides of the Imperial Legion's formation seemed somewhat thin.

Those heavily armored centaur death knights, led by Legion Commander Chiron, stood on the flanks of the main formation, their armor and weapons making the giants envious.

The 'Burning Hooves' Legion, commanded by the Dragonborn Werewolf Saha, made even the giants feel fear and disbelief.

The minimum height of these 'Burning Hooves' warriors after being armored is three and a half meters, and the entry requirement for the 'Burning Hooves' Legion's administrative warriors is to take down a ferocious bear barehanded and without armor without taking any damage, and without causing any harm to the ferocious bear. This shows the strength of this small independent battle group.

There are also the most dazzling Imperial Guards and Storm Lightning Guards, who have imprinted the attitude of 'unstoppable by gods or ghosts' on their foreheads.

Even those seemingly ordinary human-organized legions and orc legions, the First Legion and the Second Legion, also had an arrogant look, completely disregarding the towering Marino defense line in front of them.

The golem legions were steel creations that even the giants could not challenge.

But all of this could not attract everyone's attention as much as the few figures under the blazing royal banner.

National affairs lie in sacrifice and war!

Karon Gogmora stood on the high platform, facing the gazes of all the legion warriors with the multi-armed giant Mogyes and the Frost Giant King Ragna Haeg and the legendary sun elf Selyrius.

He swept over these warriors, and his deep voice began to resound.

"The right to peace and survival has never been a gift from the gods, nor is it determined by those nobles, but in the future, it will be determined by the Golden Empire and the Alliance of Kings. National prestige and military prestige, this battle will decide it!"

Karon raised the wooden bowl filled with inferior wine, and his deep voice laughed, "Our anger will burn all enemies that stand in our way, and victory will belong to us!"

A continuous sound of steel clashing rang out, and all the legion warriors raised the shallow, half-filled wooden bowls of inferior wine and drank it all in one gulp, the inferior wine causing the blood of these warriors to burn.

Karon also drank the wine in one gulp, then smashed the bowl in his hand on the ground, turned to face the rolling mountain ridge of giant beasts, and pointed his claws forward.

"The entire army is ordered, according to the plan, one battle will determine the outcome!"

A sky-filled, unanimous roar resounded, stirring the clouds.

"Do not write a list of heroes, but paint a pillar of heroic spirits!"

"In the name of the sacred Gogmora and the Golden Empire, the army advances!"

The giants were also driven by the legions of the Golden Empire, raising their weapons and roaring loudly.

The emperor's order of the Golden Empire was issued, and so the battle began.

A vast cloud was rising from the earth, consisting of wyverns and dragons from the Godforsaken Mountains.

Then the huge magic dragons of the Golden Empire rose from the golem legions, these huge magic dragons hanging a particularly large golem under their claws, so heavy that even the dozens of meters long magic dragons needed to flap their wings heavily to take off.

The army set off, and one legion after another crossed the towering royal banner under the command of the legion commander, rushing towards that defense line.

The Frost Giant army and the Multi-Armed Giant army dispersed to the sides under the command, while rushing towards the relatively gentle slopes.

The 'Burning Hooves' Legion and the Dragon Emperor's Guards were quietly waiting in place.

They looked up at the floating mage towers that were showing traces in the high-altitude clouds, one by one slowly flying towards the sky above the city of Dolabi.

Teams of griffin knights and giant eagle guards flew from above Dolabi, trying to contain and block those floating mage towers.

But the Dragon Kings of the Empire roared and opened their giant wings, and began to rise into the air. Teams of dragon knights rose into the air under Bartoli's command, escorting the Empire's dragons.

These most elite warriors of the Golden Empire knew that those warriors who were rushing towards the defense line with their flesh and blood were diverting firepower for themselves, allowing them to have the opportunity to tear apart the defense line at the high ground.

And their task is to take down all the enemies at the high ground as quickly as possible!

So they waited quietly, forcibly suppressing their desire for blood.

Until the Dragonborn Werewolf Saha stood up, this dragon-blooded werewolf roared: "If the enemies think that hiding behind those thick fortifications and a large number of warriors will prevent them from feeling the Emperor's wrath, it means they are despising us, they have not considered us."

"No one can stop our anger!"

"Great Emperor Gogmora, may you be calm, we will airdrop in two quarters of an hour, and the heretical enemies will surely die!"

All the Imperial Guards and Storm Lightning warriors also roared at this moment, "Great Emperor Gogmora, may you be calm, we will airdrop in two quarters of an hour, and the heretical enemies will surely die!"

Listening to the warriors' roar, the multi-armed giant Mogyes turned to look at Karon Gogmora, who was still in his dragonborn form, and asked, "Are you unable to take action now?"

"Theoretically speaking, it is indeed inconvenient for me to take action now," Karon nodded slightly and replied.

Of course, theory is theory, if Karon Gogmora needs to take action, he can also violate the theory.

But it seems that the multi-armed giant Mogyes did not understand this layer of meaning, so this multi-armed giant turned to look at the Frost Giant Ragna Haeg and the Sun Elf Selyrius.

He said: "I can kill those few legends, but I need you to cover me, otherwise I may suffer serious injuries under the firepower of the defense line,"

"Those guys' alchemical weapons look quite powerful!"

"I can go all out once," the sun elf Selyrius said.

He touched the giant bow on his back, squinting his eyes and looking at the legendary spellcasters in the distance, "Although my life and strength will decline after I take action, this is the price of using this heavy weapon that does not belong to me, but that legendary level spellcaster, unless he has a treasure to die for him, he is dead."

The Frost Giant also nodded, raised his battle axe, "Then what are we waiting for, let's go!"

Thank you for the votes and rewards, well, I have been quite busy recently. Yesterday, I originally planned to lie on the bed for a while before writing, but I ended up lying down until dawn. Today, I tried my best to make up for the chapter after several attempts to slack off, that's all!