Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 345 Let’s Go

In the early morning, the entire vast sea was shrouded in salty cold wind and fog.

The calm sea surface was broken by the unparalleled force, revealing layers of overlapping waves and sea flowers.

A ramming horn inlaid with the skulls of ferocious beasts suddenly rushed out of the dispersing fog, and then one after another ramming horns inlaid with the skulls of various ferocious beasts rushed out of the fog and began to spread over the entire sea.

The fog on the sea was not dispersed by the wind, but by the sails, one after another. The fierce sound of the sails dancing in the wind even overwhelmed the sound of the ships breaking the waves, like a wind drum beating on the sea.

Huge ships came one after another, occupying the line between the sea and the sky, like a dome wall on the sea slowly pushing forward.

In the central sea area guarded by countless ships, a huge ship painted white with a dragon emblem crossed the sea like the legendary Kraken.

This gigantic ship is three hundred meters long and ninety-six meters wide. It is a moving continent on the sea, an irresistible giant steel ship.

Along with the command flags and low horn sounds that connected the various fleet formations, densely packed warriors stood under the orc army's white and gray-edged royal flag that fluttered in the wind.

But these orc warriors, like the long-trained imperial guards of the Golden Empire who usually serve as the three-service guard of honor, have solemn military discipline and are neatly lined up on the deck of this giant ship without making a sound.

Before the forest of spears and halberds stood the orc king Porcel Lion and members of the Elder Council of the Orc Kingdom.

These orcs who once fought against each other finally united closely this time with all their strength, just like the Southern Noble Alliance under the oppression of the kings' armies.

For this reason, these older orc elders and nobles almost all left the country, leaving only the young talents of the orcs as the last guarantee to rule the orc kingdom.

The orc king, Porcel Lion, was wearing a heavy lion-faced armor and standing at the front of the deck on the huge dragon skull ram, looking at the coastline looming in the distance.

The coastal areas of the Principality of Rosetta are mostly fjords with numerous broken islands in the sea, making it difficult to find a suitable landing site for the Orc Kingdom's 200,000 troops.

Among the intelligence collected and shared by the kings, there were only two nearest landing sites.

One is the large port of the Principality of Rosetta located on the seaside in the city of Kalihai.

However, although the port on the coast of Kali City can handle an astonishing amount of ships and cargo every day, the terrain on both sides of the harbor is at high points and cannot accommodate the orc army.

Moreover, in such an important seaside city and port, the Principality of Rosetta must have deployed layers of heavy defenses.

If the Orc Kingdom's army fails to break through the Sea City's defenses in a short period of time, the Noble Alliance's joint naval fleets patrolling the sea waiting for encirclement will surround it from the side and rear.

Unable to deploy comprehensively, unable to take care of both ends, the orc army may be completely destroyed in the sea under the double attack of the nobles' joint fleet and the coastal defense and land forces.

So the orc army gave up facing the Rosetta naval fleet around the harbor of Kali City and chose another place suitable for the army to land in full force - Raman Beach.

Raman Beach is located about 200 nautical miles south of the port of Cali. The entire coastline is more than 500 kilometers long and covers an area of about 18,000 square kilometers.

Although the coastline that stretches for hundreds of kilometers is almost entirely surrounded by cliffs, there are two large, flat beaches that are wide enough for the Orc Kingdom's army to fully deploy on land.

As long as the Orc Kingdom's army can quickly break through the defenses of the Rosetta Principality's landing point on Raman Beach, they will be able to gain the first bridgehead to destroy the Rosetta Principality.

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

The animal husbandry here is well developed, and there are also a large number of industries such as metallurgy and oil refining. Once the orcs completely break through this area, they will be able to obtain a large amount of supplies and there will be no need to worry about subsequent logistical problems.

Moreover, there are many rivers behind the Raman region, and the Guna River, the largest river flowing through the entire Principality of Rosetta, flows into the sea through here.

At that time, the orc army can even advance by land and sea, attack cities and strongholds, attract the attention of the defenders in the direction of the Marino Line of Defense, and tear off the defensive pressure on the front battlefield of the Golden Empire.

"These noble ships, relying on their small size, flexible steering and high speed, are spying on our whereabouts at sea and trying to understand our strategic intentions. Once we land on land, we will surely be attacked by fleets from the north and south soon."

A young orc who also wore a lion helmet and had the same white-brown mane as Porsel Lion retracted his gaze and spoke in a deep voice.

Fighting on the sea is actually not as simple as fighting on land.

The Orc Kingdom's army has many ships, and they have been modified appropriately to carry more troops, so their sailing speed cannot be compared with the small and medium-sized ships used by the noble coalition to gather intelligence.

If the enemy's survey fleet wanted to deliberately avoid fighting, only the Golden Empire's small and medium-sized warships equipped with dual engines could catch up with the warships of these nobles.

The orcs would not split up their forces to pursue these annoying flies, as that would only lead to them being gradually pulled away and eliminated one by one by the enemy.

Originally, the naval army of the Orc Kingdom was ready to break through the blockade of heavy fleets on the sea, but it seemed that the fleets of these southern nobles were very afraid of the giant steel ships of the Golden Empire, or they were waiting for the Orc army to actively enter their encirclement.

"In war, it is very rare to win with so-called extraordinary strategies. That is a one in a million example. What the orcs are competing with these nobles now is direct combat effectiveness. What they are competing for is time."

The orc king, Porsel Ryan, looked at the dragon beasts and flying dragons that began to rise in the orc fleet, and the magic reconnaissance eyes released by the orc shaman spellcasters, and 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 and wait for the moment when we land on the beach to close the encirclement, attack us from the front and back, and annihilate us here in one fell swoop."

Porsel Ryan turned to the handsome young man standing on the side and said with a smile: "Sir Rosani, you will soon be able to inform His Majesty Gogmora that today, the orcs have occupied the entire Raman Beach."

"The attention of the noble coalition garrison deployed on the Marino Line will be attracted by the orc army, because the orc army will be indestructible and unstoppable!"

The humanoid Rosani has black hair and a very handsome face, and his solemn aura makes him look more noble than those ancient nobles.

It was just the occasional cold light in his eyes that 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 on the battlefield, it will be easy to do this. I have no doubt about that. However, the Orcs may face many difficulties in this battle."

Rosani smiled.

As the central point of the communication system between the coalition forces of kings, only the Dragon King of the Golden Empire can play such an important role.

Although magic seems to be omnipotent and only depends on a person's imagination and knowledge, it is ultimately limited by personal ability.

Just like the other-world teleportation magic Lanshan Yimeng in the high-level magic, you only need to master the essence and principles of this magic, and then use the magic tuning fork with the same resonance frequency as the target plane of teleportation as the casting material, you can use magic from the Ekania plane to pry the frequency resonance between the plane and the spell, thereby opening the door to another target plane.

But this is only something that can be accomplished in theory. If a high-level magician were to cast such a spell, his mental and magical powers might have been exhausted before he could use the magic tuning fork to sense the vibration frequency of another target plane.

Although the Golden Empire is determined to develop a stable means of long-distance magical instant communication, just like using electromagnetic waves and other media to transmit information, it can realize this idea with the help of ubiquitous magic or the power domain spread by the empire.

But it will take time to complete, just like the progress of civilization does not happen overnight but gradually climbs up.

Only someone with such powerful mental strength and self-transformed mental energy as the Imperial Dragon King could use magic treasures to communicate over ultra-long distances.

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

"Is it difficult? Just overcome it. If that guy Gogmora can do it, I can do it too." Porsel Ryan raised his head and said slowly.

If one accepts the country's filth, he is called the ruler of the country; if he accepts the country's misfortune, he is called the king of the world.

The same sentence has different meanings in different contexts. The kings talked about it for a long time in the alliance meeting that day, but what impressed Porsel Ryan most was the sentence uttered by Karon Gogmora.

If you want to become a truly unprecedented king, you must have ambition and courage that ordinary people cannot match, and you must also be able to bear countless more responsibilities and pressures than ordinary people. This is Porsel Ryan's understanding of this sentence.

On that day, Porsel Ryan had fully felt the inner charm of the dragon, Kalon Gogmora.

Perhaps for female creatures, the dragon's unique appearance and powerful strength are an irresistible attraction.

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

Especially in the eyes of kings and strong men like Porsel Ryan, those charms that rely on appearance and the enchantment of spells are as superficial as the succubus and lust demons in the abyss of hell, and cannot even cause him the slightest fluctuation.

Even the most charming creature in the world is said to be unable to shake the heart of such a legendary king, but in the eyes of the kings, the dragon Kalon Gogmora is an absolute male succubus.

"Let the orcs open the chapter of this new era with their own hands. Gogmora, I will not lose to you!" Porsel Ryan laughed loudly and said, "Pass the order down. All orc legions should go all out according to the landing plan. I will plant the orc king's flag on the commanding heights of Laman Beach when the sun is hanging in the middle of the sky!"

Woo…woo…woo
Not only were there passionate horn sounds and busy, orderly commands rang out above the endless fleet on the sea, but at this moment, sharp magical warnings were also sounded on Raman Beach several miles away.

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

Countless densely packed defenders had already poked their heads out from the granite forts.

The continuous outposts on both sides and the front of the entire landing beach formed a solid large-scale military fortress defense system. Huge crossbows, armor-piercing crossbows and heavy artillery protruded from various narrow passes of this connected military fortress defense system, flashing the cold light of death.

In front of these outposts, there are countless huge trenches that run vertically and horizontally, and the wide trenches are filled with muddy water.

The entire defense system is almost surrounded by spiked chevaux de frise stakes and thorny barbed wires. In the gaps between them, there is a faint smell of the dark atmosphere of magic traps. It is an airtight defense line that looks like even birds cannot pass through.

Furthermore, in order to prevent being covered by the firepower of the Orcs' fleet, these land military defense lines have a redundant distance from the landing point, a distance that makes the Orcs' army seem to be in a dilemma.

"It seems like a clever trick, but it gives us more opportunities," the orc king Porcel Lion looked at it coldly and waved his hand gently.

In the eyes of the defenders on Laman Beach, the boundless and silent fleet on the sea began to spread out in both directions, and the frigates formed an arc to occupy every angle on the sea that was about to be surrounded.

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

These messengers and flag bearers shouted orders and waved attack flags to convey them to every participating ship.

These fleets scattered on the periphery will bear the firepower of the siege from the joint fleets of nobles from the north and the south. In other words, these escort fleets are very likely to be buried in this sea area just to cover the landing of the main force of the orc army.

But no matter whether they are orcs who believe in the demigod of the wilderness or orcs who believe in the orc god, at this moment they are indistinguishable from each other, using their bodies to block the entire sea area into an impenetrable sea wall.

Loyal warriors always die first, followed by the brave, regardless of whether the orcs are just or not, at this moment they are loyal to the orc king.

The main fleet of the Golden Empire, led by the "Imperial Glory", and the main fleet of the Orc Kingdom began to line up near the coast, and heavy artillery began to be raised.

A loud command came from the main ship of the Imperial Glory, "Shut down the mana engine, start the backup fuel engine, release the redundant energy, and prepare to launch a maximum-power strike!"

Buzz, buzz, buzz,
The resonance sound of the magic element energy chain of the entire sea-moving land began to fade and return to silence, but then the sound of mechanical rotation and the low roar of the auxiliary engine suddenly sounded.

The dragon skull ram of the "Imperial Glory" slowly opened its hideous huge mouth as it stretched and retracted, revealing a huge black muzzle.

Along with a strong vibration, a huge bright beam of light suddenly blasted out from the black muzzle of the gun. The huge vibration even made the orcs standing on the giant steel ship feel that the continent under their feet was shaking slightly.

Under the shocked gaze of the orc army, this incomparably blazing fire, which temporarily evaporated all the magical energy of the entire steel giant ship with one strike, penetrated and evaporated the magic traps, thorny iron nets, and fortresses in a straight line like a whirlwind.

The noble warriors and spellcasters who evaporated along with the castle didn't even have time to put up any defenses. The magician's protective barrier completely disappeared from the world of Ekania, leaving not even ashes.

What followed was the fear of the noble defense corps and the terrifying roars that filled the sky.

Hundreds of gunboats simultaneously burst into deadly magical light and fire at the offshore flags, landing on Laman Beach and plowing through the entire beach as far as the eye could see.

Some hidden traps and deep trenches dug by the soldiers of the Noble Legion and supported by various woods, as well as vertical shafts leading to tunnels, were exposed to the eyes of the orc army.

Some soldiers hiding in deep trenches and shafts under wooden boards were blown to pieces by the power of the artillery fire.

"Unlimited fire, clear firepower, and prepare for landing operations!" The proud roar rang out.

During the continuous bombardment, 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, landing pontoon bridges were built, and dense orc warriors poured out.

"Let's go, we will lead the orcs to a brighter future," the orc king Porcel Lion raised his fine gold double-headed chainmail, the blood-stained luster was just like his gaze.

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

The army of the Orc Kingdom began a full-scale landing operation.

……

The moonlight that had just risen sprinkled on the tall and lush forest. Only sporadic rays of light could fall on the top of the large tent of the front-line command center hidden in the mountains and forests, making the open tent look a bit like a monster with its huge mouth open waiting to devour people.

This front-line command post has an excellent geographical location, and can overlook the edge city standing in the distance on the mountain ridge.

The emperor of the Hobis Empire, Charal Caesar, actually showed up here in person. In addition to the emperor, the lord of the Dark Nest, Sharos, and the king of the dark elves, Anudale, also stood in front of the geographical sand table of the command post.

However, the Thunder Lord Doss of the Golden Empire did not participate in the war discussions among the kings, but stayed on the periphery of the three kings.

Perhaps it was the Golden Empire's long-standing attitude of non-interference in the affairs of other countries that made it easier for these kings to accept the Golden Empire's propositions.

We must know that no matter how close the alliances between countries are, there will always be struggles and vigilance against each other within the alliance.

Without Charal Caesar's personal presence, it was extremely incredible that the Hobis Empire could allow the Golden Empire's army and the Giant's army to use the city bordering the Principality of Marino in Hobis as a base.

Perhaps this can only be described as a miracle. The ancestral red dragon Kalon Gogmora is like a catfish, activating the kings who were originally trapped in stagnant water, making these kings become extremely radical for certain beliefs, which is completely different from their previous performance.

"We've received news that the Orc King Porsel Ryan has launched a full-scale landing operation today," Blue Dragon Doss waited until the three kings' discussions stopped before speaking.

"The naval fleet of the Southern Noble Alliance used the confiscated merchant ships and a large number of inland vessels to lock up and burn the camps and sail down the ocean currents. Together with the southern and northern navies, they attacked and engulfed the 20,000-strong fleet of the orcs on the sea."

Charal Xisa's eyes flickered, and he was not moved by the loss of the Orc Kingdom.

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

He asked, "How did the war turn out? Although the noble alliance had sufficient military strength, it would be difficult for them to fight against the orc army."

The blue dragon Dos stepped out of the shadows, revealing a resolute yet slightly soft face, and chuckled softly, "Laman Beach was completely captured by the Orc Kingdom, and the legendary Marshal Reid of the Principality of Rosetta was severely injured by a single blow from the Orc King Porsel Ryan."

"In order to cover Reid's retreat, the legendary warrior Reid's personal guards and the 50,000 troops deployed by the Principality of Rosetta on the Laman Beach front were all annihilated."

"The orc army is ready to move north, threatening the entire eastern section of the Marino Line of Defense from behind, thus reducing the pressure on the front battlefield."

The other three kings showed a satisfied look. The Duchy of Rosetta and the Duchy of Damietta were the two pliers that clamped the front battlefield defense line, and the city of Dorabi on the Marino defense line was the most important pass for the north to control the south, and it could provide support to the east and west at any time. If the city of Dorabi could not be captured, all the armies of the Kings' Alliance would be in trouble of being attacked from all sides, and the lack of smooth food supply would be the last straw that broke the camel's back for the Kings' Alliance.

Therefore, both the orcs and the current three kings need to break the joint defense between the three principalities in order to reduce the pressure on the front battlefield and then capture the city of Dorabi and the entire south.

It can be said that once the city of Dorabi is captured, the entire south will be like an open plain, allowing the kings to roam freely, and from then on it will only depend on the strength of the army.

"Then we should also launch the attack here," Sarah looked at the other two kings and said, "The kings must unite and we must not be frustrated in the first battle."

"Then tonight," Charal Caesar's eyes lit up, "Feo has promised me to surrender to the kings. He is just a minor noble and is not on the list of those the kings must eliminate. However, in order to prevent a false surrender, we must strictly follow the plan."

The Dark Elf King Anudale nodded and asked, "Is it too risky for you to go into the city in person?"

Charal Cesar shook his head. “If you want to get a good return, you must take the corresponding risks.”

"Very good, three quarters of an hour," Anudale said solemnly, "If we don't see your signal within three quarters of an hour, the coalition forces of the three kings will attack and forcibly attack the city!"

And in the dense forest outside the command post tent, there were shadows, swords and spears everywhere!
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The sky was extremely gloomy, and the biting cold pressed the moist clouds much lower. The Marino Line with the City of Dorabi as its center stretched for hundreds of kilometers, like the undulating back of a giant beast in the starry sky.

But even though they were behind such a majestic defensive wall, those hundreds of thousands of soldiers did not realize how much sense of security this solid wall brought them.

Not only were the people in the city in panic, but even the soldiers of the legion of the Principality of Marino and the joint army of nobles were also surrounded by panic.

They looked down upon the vast plain in the distance at the dark army of monsters and giants, feeling tremendous pressure.

The flying dragons and giant dragons that were wreaking havoc in the sky have withdrawn, and the logistics and transportation of the city of Dorabi have been restored, but this is not good news.

Because this also means that this unparalleled line of defense in the mortal world of Ekania's northern continent will face an unprecedented torrent of impact.

The principle of surrounding three sides and leaving one side open is common sense that every soldier who has experienced war has a basic understanding of.

Especially during the days when the monster legions were patiently waiting, the countless surrender notices dropped by the flying dragons and giant dragons in the sky, and the successive attacks from the east and west fronts by the orcs and the three kings, reduced the fighting spirit and morale of these warriors to the bottom of the abyss.

Especially when they saw the large area of dark armor and the giant dragons, demon dragons, and flying dragons that were standing incredibly still and peaceful, the courage in their hearts disappeared silently.

Even though they were at a great distance, they seemed to be able to hear the sound of the steel armor when the soldiers walked.

"Faced with such a ferocious army, can this line of defense be held?"

"The defenders on the east and west lines of defense are no longer able to support us. Will we be wiped out here?"

Such whispers and discussions had begun to spread on the city walls, but the soldiers were not punished and were only suppressed by the legion commander's loud rebukes.

Because even the commanders of the legions did not dare to execute these soldiers by military law at this time.

Grand Duke Lorne of Marino was standing on the commanding heights of the city of Dorabi, looking down at the monsters on the plain with a serious expression.

The city of Dorabi is strategically located. The only way to capture the city is through the main gate which is not very wide. However, the gate and the small city wall in front are all located in the defensive firepower coverage area at the commanding heights of the entire defense line.

The entire defense line is built on the high and dangerous points of the mountain. Theoretically, it would be extremely difficult even for the Golden Empire's monster army and giant army to seize the commanding heights.

To attack from land, one needs to climb up the steep slope, and the heavy artillery and giant crossbows that can be used to capture cities are not only difficult to transport up the hillside, but even if a lot of blood is spent to transport the heavy artillery and siege equipment up the hillside, they will be at an absolute disadvantage due to the low terrain disadvantage.

If you want to seize it from the air, you will also have to face the suppression and coverage of the air defense system.

Even if these dragons and dragon riders wanted to land directly in the city, they would still face attacks from street fighting and high points from all directions.

What's more, in addition to the defense system that is so tight that it is almost impossible to break through, there are also four legendary fighters stationed in the Dorabi section of the defense line.

The high duchies in the Southern Noble Alliance not only have stronger comprehensive national power and territorial strength than other small and medium-sized nobles, but most importantly, these high duchies have always been able to cultivate top combat power to suppress family territories through countless years of deep cultivation.

Perhaps it is because of the secret magic skills, or perhaps it is because of the family 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 high principalities have the same powerful force as Charal Caesar once did, enough to compete with legendary-level combat power.

Some rulers use endless resources to accumulate legendary strongmen to suppress their families, or they recruit outstanding talents into the family system in advance for training, instill a sense of community of interests, and use various methods such as marriage to win over talents.

These ruling nobles have too many means and methods to maintain their power.

Among the high duchies of the Southern Noble Alliance, each duchy has at least one powerful man who is capable of competing with legendary combat power. Grand Duke Lorne of Marino is a powerful man with legendary combat power in the Duchy of Marino.

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

Although the ancestral red dragon is a bloodline that is unparalleled in the world, that dragon has not yet truly entered the realm of legend. It cannot scare these nobles from a long distance. After all, there are still the God-Forsaken Mountains and the Hobis Empire as a barrier for the nobles.

Moreover, the southern nobles had not expected that the ancestral red dragon's ability to cause trouble and the power of several kings had frightened these nobles to the point that they felt unprecedented regret.

Moreover, after the legendary Marshal Reid of the Principality of Rosetta was severely injured by a blow from the Orc King, those southern nobles truly realized the difference between those who nominally possessed legendary combat power and those who were truly legendary.

There is no other reason, it's just that these nobles have been enjoying a comfortable and luxurious life for too long.

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

The other four legendary warriors were not dispatched from several nearby aristocratic kingdoms adjacent to the Principality of Marino, but from several grand duchies farther south.

The legendary spellcaster Leto scanned the battlefield in front of him with his spell reconnaissance eyes, his brows furrowed.

As a new and true legendary wizard, he does not strictly belong to the camp of the Southern Noble Alliance.

As the geopolitical tentacles of the dominant empire in the central continent, even though Leto has only been promoted to legend for fifteen years, he has not had enough time to explore the path to the future.

But Leto had grown especially adept at spatial magic, which enabled his detection spells to pierce the fog of hidden magic and detect the faint energy fluctuations coming from high in the sky.

"What is that?" The projection displayed by the legendary wizard Leto's reconnaissance spell showed a blurry picture, which made the legendary wizard's face change.

Grand Duke Marino and the other three legends also changed their expressions at the same time, and asked in shock: "Mage Tower?"

A wizard tower was not a rare thing in the eyes of these nobles, but a wizard tower floating above the sky was something that not only these nobles but even the legendary wizard Leto had never seen before.

It was something that existed only in legends, just like the fragmentary stories left behind by the once glorious magical civilization of ancient times. These people could not help but be shocked.

"The city of Dorabi controls all the magic source nodes in the Dorabi Mountains, but if those aerial wizard towers are as powerful as the legend says, we may not be able to hold this line of defense."

The legendary wizard Leto said in a serious tone.

As a legendary wizard, Leto is well aware of the power of the Wizard Tower.

If he were given a floating wizard tower of his own, he would have the courage to face the True Dragon Emperor of the Golden Empire alone, even if this True Dragon Emperor had once faced divine punishment from the Dragon God.

"We can't retreat without a fight," Grand Duke Marino's face darkened instantly. These people could run away, but his territory was right behind him, and it was absolutely impossible for them to escape without firing a gun.

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

"Even if the Golden Empire has the knowledge to build floating wizard towers, how much of the essence can they master in just ten years?"

Grand Duke Marino said: "Besides, as long as we can hold out against the first wave of fierce attacks, the United Knights, mainly the Rose Heavy Knights, will look for opportunities to attack from both sides of the monsters' legions and scatter their rear formations. There may be a chance of a turnaround by then, and the support from the Southern Alliance is already on the way!"

"I hope so," Leto sighed and looked into the distance, feeling that he should take out the space jump spell scroll from the magic storage ring in advance to avoid being caught off guard.

On the vast plain in the distance, huge legions stood in formation, their armor and forests of swords and spears flashing cold light.

The giant dragons were waiting quietly behind the scaly dragon king. Only the stomping of their huge claws across the ground and their heavy breathing showed that these dragons were not at peace.

The twin White Kings of the Golden Empire, the green dragon Antajna, and the red dragon Klenaya were waiting solemnly under the huge royal flag.

The ancestral golden dragon Obilash, the silver dragon Flo, and the golden dragon Naloya also held their heads high in the dragon camp, controlling the metal dragons and gem dragons that were subdued by the Golden Empire.

But even these huge dragons could not wipe out the Golden Empire's legions in front of the army formation, because the Golden Empire's legionnaires were too numerous and too tall.

Compared with the elite front-line 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 array looked 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 made the giants envious.

The 'Burning Hoof' army led by the dragon-born werewolf Saha made the giants feel fear and wonder.

These "Burning Hoof" warriors are at least three meters and five inches tall when wearing armor, and the entry requirement for the warriors in charge of civilian duties in the "Burning Hoof" legion is to take down a ferocious bear with bare hands and without armor without suffering any harm, nor allowing the ferocious bear to suffer any harm. This shows the power of this small independent regiment.

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

Even those seemingly most ordinary human and orc legions, the First Legion and the Second Legion, were all very arrogant and did not take the towering Marino Line of Defense in front of them seriously at all.

The golem army is made of steel that even the giants cannot challenge.

But none of these could attract everyone's attention as much as the figures under King Lielie's flag.

The most important affairs of state are sacrifices and war!

Charon Gogmora stood on the high platform, facing the gazes of all the legion warriors together with the multi-armed giant Morgaes, the king of the frost giants Ragnar Hagrid, and the legendary sun elf Celylius.

He swept his eyes over the soldiers, and a deep and rumbling sound began to resound.

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

Caron raised the wooden bowl filled with cheap wine and laughed loudly, "Our anger will burn all enemies that stand in our way, and victory will belong to us!"

The sound of steel colliding was heard continuously, and all the soldiers of the legion raised the shallow wooden bowls that did not even fill half a cup of inferior wine and drank them all in one gulp. The inferior wine made the blood of these soldiers burn.

Karon also drank the wine in one gulp, then threw the bowl in his hand to the ground, turned around to face the rolling ridges of giant beasts, and stretched out his claws to point forward.

"All troops have been ordered to follow the plan and win the battle in one go!"

The sky was filled with unanimous shouts of approval, stirring up the clouds.

"If you don't write the Heroes' List, then paint the Pillar of Heroes!"

"In the name of Holy Gogmora and the Golden Empire, the army attacks!"

The giants were also mobilized by the Golden Empire's army, raising their weapons and roaring loudly.

The Emperor of the Golden Empire gave the order, and the battle began.

A vast dark cloud is rising from above the earth. It is the scorpion lion and flying dragon in the God-Forsaken Mountains.

Then, the huge dragons of the Golden Empire rose into the air among the golem legions. Under the claws of these huge dragons hung a particularly tall golem. They were so heavy that even dragons tens of meters long needed to flap their wings heavily to take off.

The army set out, and under the command of the legion commander, row after row of legion crossed the towering royal flag and rushed towards the line of defense.

Under the command, the army of frost giants and the army of multi-armed giants dispersed to both sides and rushed towards the flatter hillside at the same time.

The Burning Hoof Corps and the Dragon Emperor's Guard Corps were waiting quietly in place.

They looked up at the floating wizard towers that appeared from the high-altitude clouds, and slowly flew towards the sky above the city of Dorabi one by one.

Teams of Griffin Knights and Giant Eagle Guards flew up from the sky above the city of Dorabi, trying to contain and stop the mage towers that were floating across the air.

But the dragon kings of the empire roared, spread their huge wings, and began to rise into the sky. Teams of dragon knights rose into the sky under Bartoli's command, escorting the dragons of the empire.

These most elite warriors of the Golden Empire knew that those warriors who threw themselves towards the defense line with their flesh and blood were diverting their firepower, giving them the opportunity to tear through the commanding heights defense line.

Their mission is to defeat all enemies on commanding heights as quickly as possible!
So they waited quietly, forcibly suppressing their desire for blood.

Until the dragonborn werewolf Saha stood up. The dragonblood werewolf roared: "The enemy thinks that hiding behind those thick fortifications and large numbers of warriors will not feel the emperor's wrath. It means that they despise us and they don't consider us."

"No one can stop our rage!"

"Great Emperor Gogmora wishes you peace. We will be airborne in two quarters of an hour. The enemies of heresy will surely die!"

All the guards and storm warriors also shouted at this moment, "Great Emperor Gogmora, may you be at peace. We will be airborne in two quarters of an hour, and the enemies of heresy will surely die!"

The multi-armed giant Moges listened to the warrior's roar, turned to look at Kalon Gogmora who still maintained his dragonborn form and asked: "Can't you take action now?"

"Theoretically speaking, it is indeed not convenient for me to take action now," Caron nodded slightly and replied.

Of course, theory is theory. If Karon Gogmora needs to take action, he can go against the theory.

However, it seemed that the many-armed giant Morgeeth did not understand this meaning, so the many-armed giant turned to look at the frost giant Ragnar Hagrid and the sun elf Cerith.

He said: "I can kill those legends, but I need you to cover me, otherwise I might be seriously injured under the firepower of the defense line."

"Those guys' alchemical weapons look pretty powerful!"

"I can use my full strength once," said the sun elf Cerithius.

He touched the huge bow on his back, squinted his eyes and looked at the legendary spellcaster in the distance and said, "Although my life and strength will decline after I make a move, this is the price of using this heavy weapon that does not belong to me, but that legendary spellcaster, unless he has a treasure to die in his place, he is doomed."

The frost giant nodded and raised his battle axe, "What are we waiting for? Let's go!"

　Thank you for your support through votes and rewards. Well, I've been quite busy recently. I came back yesterday and planned to lie in bed for a while before writing, but I ended up lying there until dawn. I slacked off many times today but still tried my best to finish the chapters. That's all!
　　
　
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