Your war hammer is too fake

Tyrion, descendant of Morion, the eldest son of Aenarion; Malekith, the second son of Aenarion. The lives experienced by two elves with the same bloodline and the choices they made at critical moments were so different. Their life and death were not just their personal affairs, but also directly related to the fate of the entire elf race.

The plot of End of Time is a terrible joke from any angle. Tyrion, who is brave, loyal, courageous, honest, and has many positive qualities, is the chosen one of Khaine, the god of murder; while Malekith, who has done countless shitty things in his life, is cruel, vicious, capricious, treacherous, and takes oaths as farts, and has committed countless crimes against the elves and the whole world, is the chosen one of Asuryan, the god of the phoenix.

The elven pantheon can be divided into two camps: the heavenly pantheon "Kadai" and the underground pantheon "Sasailai", plus an "old woman" named Morayg Heg (Note 1) who is neither Kadai nor Sasailai. Generally speaking, Kadai are good gods and Sasailai are evil gods. For example, Asuryan is the leader of Kadai, and his brother Cain is the most powerful and influential of all Sasailai.

The high elves mainly worship Kadai and keep a distance from Sasairai, trying not to provoke them. Of course, there is an exception, the sea god Maslan. Maslan is also a Sasairai, but because of his priesthood, he is widely believed by the high elves engaged in the seafaring industry. The belief of Druz is just the opposite of that of the high elves. These cruel and violent guys disdain Kadai and extremely respect Cain because they yearn for his cruelty and ruthlessness.

——It must be pointed out that the rumor that "Dark Elves believe in Slaanesh" is a rumor. Even in Druzi society, Chaos cults represented by the Cult of Pleasure are illegal. In order to consolidate his rule, Malekith, while claiming to be the mortal incarnation of Khaine, vigorously promoted the belief in the elven gods, especially the belief in Khaine. As a result, at the end of the world, this practice actually pitted Malekith badly.

The future civil war that would severely damage the vitality of the elves and even sink the toilet seat was essentially a reflection of the struggle between Asuryan and Khaine in the mortal world, with the intervention of the senior elf-controller Slaanesh. As long as Asuryan and Khaine did not change their decision, the civil war was inevitable. Especially Tyrion. From the moment he was chosen by Khaine to become the incarnation, Tyrion was destined to draw Khaine's sword. The favor of the God of Murder to him was both a powerful blessing and an endless curse.

No matter who dies between Malekith and Tyrion, although civil war will most likely break out, the intensity and losses of the civil war will inevitably be greatly reduced. The difference is that if Tyrion dies, Malekith, with the help of Teclis, is likely to reunite the elves at a relatively minor and acceptable cost. The Order camp will gain a powerful ally, although Malekith has too many criminal records and no one can trust him.

If Malekith dies, the High Elves will inevitably become Druzianized. The Elves can still achieve unification, but they will also become evil: Khaine's Sword is the sword of destiny for the Asur, and as long as Tyrion pulls it out, the souls of the entire Asur race will fall into endless darkness, and all the elves will become cruel and bloodthirsty, killing in the name of Khaine.

As for whether Tyrion would go this far, An Jiyue thought there was no doubt about it. Even if the Lords of the Sacred Scriptures managed to save Tyrion's daughter, Princess Elisara, there would definitely be other factors that would force Tyrion to a dead end. The blessing and curse of the God of Murder was such an unreasonable thing.

As for the current situation, An Jiyue will have a lot of work to deal with for at least a few years, and she has no time to go to Naggaroth to cause trouble for Malekith; and due to various factors, Tyrion is standing in front of her at this moment.

After thinking for a long time, An Jiyue sighed. Her voice was very soft, but Tyrion, who was 20 meters away, still heard it. "Who?!" The prince held his sword horizontally in front of him and turned around alertly to face the direction where the voice came from: "Come out!"

The user of [Mind Shield] took the initiative to remove it, and the Jiedushi and her deputy Qianhu maid appeared in front of the prince. An Jiyue did not disguise herself or put on a vest like she did when dealing with the imperial people before, but showed up in her true face.

"Tyrion, descendant of Morion," the girl said quietly, "tell me, should I kill you?"

The governor spoke Elsalin very standardly, and his grammar was as accurate as that of the most staid Ulthuan nobles. Hearing her words, the prince maintained a meticulously alert posture: "Young Moon Witch?"

"My nickname has spread to Ulthuan? Or should I praise you for your excellent intelligence work?" An Jiyue said, taking a step forward. "Now that you have heard of me... I have a suggestion, Prince. You and your people cannot go any further. If you insist on having your own way, then we will fulfill our obligations as allies to the dwarves."

"The Asur have no right to command!" Tyrion shouted. "If the Dragon Emperor has made his decision, the Royal Fleet of Ulthuan will show you why the Asur and no one else rule the seas!"

"You are indeed as outspoken as the rumors say," An Jiyue nodded approvingly, "Unfortunately, in some cases, this is not an advantage."

Tyrion realized that his intuition was warning him frantically, but the method used by An Jiyue was something he had never seen before: the alert prince felt a strange force pinching his neck and lifting him up.

The dragon of Cosqui's feet slowly left the ground, and its armored boots kicked the air helplessly. Malhandel rushed over with a neigh, trying to rescue his master, but An Jiyue just glanced at it lightly, and another telekinesis hit the horse's head with just the right force, knocking the best warhorse in the Kingdom of Arion unconscious.

Farther away, the high elves noticed the situation here and quickly moved closer while slashing down the greenskins blocking their way. At the same time, three thousand tiger warriors suddenly appeared on the battlefield, holding high various colored flags and approaching in battle formation.

The high elves were surprised by the appearance of these tiger men. The Asur, who had just experienced a hard battle, could only stop and drag their exhausted bodies to rearrange into battle formation. Few residents of the Old World had heard of the tiger men, and even fewer had actually seen one. The high elves who had colonies all over the world knew what the tiger men were. Some of the expeditionary forces had been to Inda and even fought against the tiger men on the battlefield.

But...are the tiger people’s discipline so good?

Most of the 3,000 tiger warriors were infantrymen, all wearing heavy armor in the Aurora style, but without helmets, and with scarves tied around their necks as some kind of decoration. Depending on the type of soldier, the tiger warriors were equipped with spears, sabers, strong bows and crossbows. All tiger warriors also carried a short-handled axe as a backup weapon, and officers carried heavy swords.

In addition to their spears, the Tiger Spearmen also carry a long shield (tower shield), which is the same shape as the long shield used by the Aurora Spearmen, but is larger to accommodate the Tigermen's size, and the shield itself is also thicker. Tigermen who use sabers do not have shields. Strongbowmen and Crossbowmen have a round shield for close combat.

In addition to the above four infantry units, there are also groups of saber-toothed beasts wandering on both wings of the tiger infantry. The tigers have no regular cavalry units. These beasts from the Mourning Mountains, which are domesticated by the tigers, serve as highly mobile units in the tiger army.

In the sky, the Biao people, who had wings on their backs and were a size larger than ordinary tiger people, fell from the sky and stood on both sides of An Jiyue. The Biao people were a special branch of the tiger people. They were stronger and smarter than ordinary tiger people, and their intelligence level was comparable to that of the Zhendan people. Most importantly, they could fly, so they were often sent by the generals of An Zhendan to carry out beheading missions.

An Jiyue didn't need them to kill the general, because she already had the "general" of the High Elf Expedition in her hands. The telekinesis that was pinching Tyrion's neck slowly increased in strength, and the prince's eyes went dark due to lack of oxygen. He still held his sword, but the Yangyan Sword, which used to be as light as a feather in his hand, was now so heavy that it almost fell out of his hand.

The two armies stood at a distance of about 100 meters from each other, but no one took the initiative. The air began to flow unnaturally, and some kind of power was brewing. With a dull "bang", the Yangyan Sword fell to the ground, and An Jiyue's eyes involuntarily followed and looked at the fallen sword.

The next moment, a green supernatural light appeared out of nowhere.

……

Note 1: In the neighboring 40K, the "Crone" in the Crone Sword refers to this person. To be exact, the Crone Sword is made of the bones of her five fingers.

The author says:

Author's Note: Reply to reader "Bergman Ranger":

Thanks for the correction, I didn't notice the typo because I was blind. And the note is correct, it's the black dragon, a full 40 Black Guard officers riding black dragons.

Answer to reader "Reader1659590858":

Let me put it this way. Before ET, Tyrion was literally the protagonist of the high elves, the proud dragon of Warhammer, with a perfect life and great success. But in ET, he was so miserable...

Answer to reader "Gu Er":

It's impossible. From the moment Tai Ge was identified as Kane's Chosen One, he was destined to draw the Sword of Kane.

Chapter 316: Green Knight (Part 2)

In a burst of otherworldly emerald light, the Green Knight appeared.

In ancient Bretonnian legends, the Green Knight is a tall warrior who wields a sword with a glowing green blade and rides a shadowy steed that seems to have a physical body. The Green Knight is clad head to toe in a suit of ancient mail, with a patterned green cloak over it; his mount is clad in full horse armor and also in a green cloak. Both rider and mount have a bunch of living ivy on their heads as some kind of decoration.

The Green Knight appeared out of thin air beside Tyrion. He turned his head to glance at the prince who was lifted in the air by telekinesis, and then his mount, which was in tune with its master's mind, stepped forward and began to charge towards An Jiuyue.

The psychic power immediately warned An Jiyue, and the girl followed the first rule of psychics without hesitation: trust your intuition. She dispersed the telekinesis that was strangling Tyrion's neck and focused all her psychic power on the Green Knight who was rushing towards her. Invisible telekinesis gathered from all directions and grabbed the Green Knight and his mount together.

However, the sense of crisis did not dissipate, but became even stronger. An Jiyue quickly reviewed the information about the Green Knight in her memory while increasing the output of her spiritual energy. The Green Knight's charge slowed down visibly, and the whole person gradually froze in a certain moment like an insect in amber...

The next moment, the Green Knight and his horse disappeared from the spot, and An Jiyue's sense of crisis reached its peak at that moment. The girl threw a [Telekinetic Blast] behind her without hesitation, and at the same time did not forget to use telekinesis to push Jin Zhifan out. The next moment, the majestic psychic energy exploded, and the shock wave hit An Jiyue's back violently, but was blocked by a telekinetic shield that was faintly visible in the raised dust.

"General!" The deputy captain stood up from the ground in a panic. The warriors who were on both sides of An Jiyue were thrown to the ground. Even though An Jiyue had tried his best to restrain his strength, the shock wave still broke the formation of these flying cats.

An Jiyue didn't have time to pay attention to the situation of her subordinates. She turned around, and the smoke and dust raised by the telekinetic explosion blocked her sight. Just as the governor was about to use the wind control technique to blow away the dust, the green knight's green figure knocked away the dust, and the Blade of Sorrow shone in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at An Jiyue's throat.

The shadow horse that always accompanied the Green Knight was nowhere to be seen, and the old armor of the Green Knight showed many signs of deformation. His shield was missing, and even the ivy on his helmet was missing a few strands. Only the heavy sword in his hand was still sharp, eager to taste the blood of the Outer Gods with human appearance.

A rare anxious expression appeared on Shigeru Nishikori's face. This girl with nothing drew out the Embroidered Spring Sword inherited from her father, and just as she was about to go to support the governor, she saw Tyrion staggering to his feet from the ground.

The deputy commander disappeared from the spot. The next moment, she appeared beside the prince, pulled off Tyrion's helmet with her left hand, and struck the back of the dragon's neck with her right hand. This was a move that required a lot of effort from the user. Most people often failed to grasp the strength and directly knocked the person to death... Fortunately, Shigeru Nishikori was not one of those people. Tyrion, who had just recovered from the dizziness caused by lack of oxygen, fainted without any resistance and fell face down on the ground.

The Yangyan Sword fell to the ground for the third time.

Several Biao soldiers hurried over and pulled Tyrion up from the ground. The high elves on the opposite side were in a commotion when they saw this, and some soldiers subconsciously wanted to rush over to rescue their commander. In response, a Biao officer drew a heavy sword from his waist, put it on the neck of the unconscious Tyrion, and bared his teeth at the high elves in a threatening manner.

The high elves could only stop unwillingly and watch these flying little axes drag their commander into the tiger army. Even the Yangyan sword and helmet that fell on the ground were taken away by a tiger.

On the other side, the Green Knight disappeared into thin air again. When An Jiyue tried to use telekinesis to freeze him, the Green Knight used the same trick again, turning his body into nothingness to avoid the control of telekinesis.

After breaking free from the restraints, the Green Knight appeared out of thin air in another direction. This time, what was flying towards him was no longer telekinesis, but a [Psychic Blast] that was somewhat personal. The extremely compressed psychic energy exploded, and the Green Knight, who was essentially a spiritual creature, staggered and almost lost his balance, and his entire body flickered as if the signal was bad. Without giving the Green Knight a chance to teleport again, An Jiyue added another Psychic Blast.

The Green Knight half-knelt down, holding his helmet. His spirit form made him immune to physical attacks, but it also made spiritual attacks more difficult to resist. Taking advantage of this opportunity, An Jiyue slapped the talisman bag hanging on his waist, and the copper lock on the cowhide bag opened automatically, and yellow paper with spells painted on it with cinnabar flew out all at once.

108 pieces of talisman paper spread out in midair, fell to the ground and arranged in a certain shape. Then, all the talismans spontaneously ignited without fire, forming a barrier that could block all means of teleportation.

After doing all this, An Jiyue looked at the Green Knight, and his telekinesis began to gather again. The Green Knight subconsciously wanted to escape with the help of teleportation, but then he found that his ability was ineffective. As a legendary knight who had experienced countless battles, the Green Knight immediately realized that it was caused by the yellow paper with strange runes just now.

"For the lady!" The Green Knight shouted the first words since he appeared on the stage. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands and charged towards An Jiyue on foot, but his movements became slower and slower like a slow-motion replay, and finally stopped completely.

After controlling the Green Knight with telekinesis, An Jiyue thought the battle was over, but her magical senses detected an unnatural flow in the magical wind. She looked at the source of the anomaly and saw the Eternal Queen Alarielle leaning on her staff, guiding the magical wind to form some kind of spell.

The Everqueen of the Asur clan is also the high priestess of the mother goddess Aisha. All the Everqueens of the past are top masters of life magic, and Alarielle the Bright Light is proficient in light magic and higher magic in addition to life magic. Although her magic power is not as good as that of the chosen twin brother Teclis, it is definitely not to be underestimated.

The governor could only devote a portion of his attention to enter a state of mental concentration. The spell that was about to take shape in Alarielle's hand began to expand abnormally, and her response was to double her strength to stabilize it. Despite this, the Everqueen's spell still collapsed little by little - even if only a small part of the power was diverted, An Jiyue was still much more powerful than Alarielle.

While fighting with Alarielle in the air, An Jiyue still maintained control over the Green Knight. More and more cold sweat appeared on Alarielle's forehead. Seeing that the Everqueen was about to give up, the Green Knight, who had originally stopped all movements, suddenly shone brightly with his emerald green eyes.

The telekinesis that controlled the Green Knight was forcibly shattered by another force. The unrestrained Green Knight rushed over like a green thunder.

An Jiyue finally revealed an angry expression. Her eyes suddenly turned into an extremely pure silver, and the most powerful spiritual energy in the world was released without reservation, turning into a [Dorze's Soul Scythe] to attack the Green Knight. The Green Knight, or Gilles Le Batto, who had long lost his physical body, endured this attack.

The Green Knight groaned and fell to his knees. Even the pain that tore his soul had no right to make him scream. Just when everyone thought that the knight would fall, the Green Knight suddenly straightened his upper body, swung his entire arm from back to front, and threw his sword at An Jiyue. The blade of sorrow swirled and brushed the neck of the Jiedushi, and the tip of the sword left a shallow scar on the fair and delicate skin.

Then, the figure of the Green Knight half-kneeling on the ground gradually faded until it disappeared completely.

The whole scene fell into a deathly silence. An Jiyue took off the glove on her right hand, tilted her head and wiped it on her neck. She spread the palm of her right hand in front of her, and the bright red on it made her raise her eyebrows.

The girl's lips moved slightly, but even Jin Zhishi, who was closest to her, couldn't hear what she said. When the deputy captain was about to get closer, he saw the governor waving his hand behind him.

"Alarielle!" With the help of magic, An Jiyue's voice rang in the ears of every high elf at the same time: "Your man is in my hands now, you don't want him to get hurt, do you?"

There was a moment of dead silence in the High Elves' army.

"The dwarves are settling accounts for the sins of the Asrai. Before this is over, you and your people must not set foot in Athel Loren, or I will kill Tyrion!" An Jiyue continued, "As long as you are willing to accept my conditions, I will naturally return Tyrion to you intact. Now, tell me--"

"Tyrion and Cousin, which one do you choose?!"

The author says:

Author's words: Answering the reader's question "囧orz囧":

The Dark Elves are the Destruction Camp, the Dark Elves are the Destruction Camp, the Dark Elves are the Destruction Camp. This is important to say three times.

Answer to reader "Reader1659590858":

Correct.

Answer to reader "Reader1681235458":

There is no need to try, Taige will definitely die. He was never chosen by Asuryan and there is no way he can pass the Holy Fire Trial.

Answer to reader "zzz17746":

There is a big premise for "locals" to transform system units: it must be voluntary. Including the post-bug catching you mentioned in the previous chapter is not feasible.

Chapter 317 Death and Rebirth (Part 1)

Before the general attack on the Oak of Ages began, An Jiyue returned to the dwarf army's camp.

“The meddling Asur have been dealt with,” the maiden said to Thorgrim, who was holding a large wine cup, as she took a glass of water from the dwarf servant. “Their Everqueen, Alarielle, was wise enough to accept my offer. They will not set foot in Athel Loren until we have done what we have done.”

"I have heard of the name Tyrion. They call him the 'Guardian of Ulthuan.'" The High King swirled his glass, and the strong-smelling dark beer swayed gently in the ivory cup. "I heard he was a good man."

"Yes, he is a good man. Unfortunately, he was in the wrong place at the wrong time." An Jiyue took a sip of the water in the glass, and then her eyes lit up. "Huh? There is lemon in it?"

"And ice cubes and a quarter tablespoon of Haimenguan premium sea salt," Thorgrim stroked his beard and drank the remaining wine in the glass. "If those Asur are willing to sit down, put aside their arrogance and prejudice, and communicate with us on an equal footing, I am happy to share this new drink with them, even if it does not contain any alcohol."

"You and I both know that this is impossible, Thorgrim. Even Finubar, the courtesy he showed when treating the dwarves was only out of the most basic qualities of a diplomat, not because he truly respected the dwarves from the bottom of his heart," An Jiyue put down the half-drunk lemonade, "Haughtiness is the nature of the elves, it is their innate trait, just like the dwarves' love for gold. Those who don't understand the dwarves always take it for granted that the dwarves like gold because they are greedy. No, this is not the case. The dwarves' desire for gold is a physiological instinct, and the same is true of the elves' arrogant temperament."

Thorgrim sat on his throne and thought for a while. The dwarf servant came over and wanted to pour him wine, but the High King waved his hand and refused. "Just an hour ago, my people told me that a group of Asrai refugees escaped from a small road." Thorgrim's expression was very tangled, as if he was making a difficult decision. "Including two hundred children and a dozen adults escorting them. The Shadowbeard warriors claimed that they also saw a female elf holding a baby."

"You didn't order a pursuit," An Jiyue said in an extremely certain tone, "I guess Brock must be very dissatisfied."

"Revenge doesn't mean unlimited killing, otherwise we wouldn't need to take prisoners," Thorgrim said. "I ordered the Shadowbeard warriors to follow. When they reach a safe area, my people will kill all the adult elves and let the rest go. For the sake of Valaya, this is the maximum mercy I can give to these Asrai."

"I saw the worry in your eyes that was hard to hide. You don't really want to let these people go, just like Aslai never let go of those innocent dwarf women and children. I won't tell you that you did the right thing, Thorgrim, because if it were me, I would definitely not let go of any enemy," An Jiyue said softly, "even a newborn baby."

"How do the Chinese usually treat their enemies?" asked the High King.

"We will kill them all, leaving no one alive," the governor answered without hesitation. "We will end the feud once and for all. We will never leave any chance for our enemies to take revenge on us in the future, because we cannot leave hidden dangers to our descendants."

"Snorri Halfhand led his army to attack Kor Vanis without permission. After he captured the city, he ordered the massacre of local civilians." Thorgrim's eyebrows were almost twisted into a ball. "This is not honor, this is shame."

"Didn't Brock accuse you of being weak and compromising?"

"He said it several times, just before you came." Thorgrim grabbed the empty wine glass and knocked it a few times in anger. "I can't let my people become inhumane executioners... Someone has to put the brakes on before the situation gets out of control. If we massacre children, what's the difference between us and those damn wood elves?"

"Okay, I get it. I'll solve this in my own way," An Jiyue said disapprovingly, "Where is Brock? I'll go talk to him. Some conflicts must be properly handled from the beginning."

"Brock won't accept your advice."

"Who said I wanted to persuade him? Look, Athel Loren is a very dangerous place, right? It's normal for those escaping elves to have some unfortunate 'accidents' along the way. I guess Brokk shouldn't be too particular about the specific death of these elves," the girl shrugged. "As long as the ones who did it weren't dwarves, isn't this a win-win solution? You keep your humanity and bottom line, and Brokk resolves some of his personal grudges with the wood elves."

"Your plan is both callous and hypocritical, Moony."

"'Little Moon', what a nostalgic name. Maybe only Ms. Dagna still calls me that now," the governor said, "You say I am cold, I admit it, but it is not hypocritical."

"If Dagna were here today," Thorgrim suddenly asked, "would you still say such things?"

"..."

"Don't stare at me like that. You may have misunderstood something. I have never had the slightest bit of mercy for any Asrai. Their crimes must be settled. All entries related to Athel Loren in the Book of Hatred will be erased today," Thorgrim said solemnly. "As a king, it is also my duty to guide my people onto the right path."

"My people have already caught up with them," An Jiyue said, "They will ensure that the hatred does not continue."

The High King could only sigh at this.

Half an hour later, Thorgrim convened a military meeting. An Jiyue also attended and sat on Thorgrim's left. When the dwarf kings who participated in the expedition entered the tent one by one, King Brok Ironchisel of the Desolate Castle nodded slightly to An Jiyue and then sat down in his seat. Before the meeting, the girl talked to him specifically, "I will kill those Asrai," the governor promised. The king was satisfied with the governor's promise.

At the meeting, Thorgrim first introduced his military deployment and general action plan. The dwarven army had completed the encirclement of the Oak of Ages, and the remaining remnants of the Asrai tribe had all retreated to the vicinity of this ancient giant tree. In the previous advance, the wood elves once tried to take advantage of their mobility. They sent cavalry to harass the dwarven logistics line, but found that the dwarven logistics supplies were all sent from the sky by grasshoppers.

Each Asrai family tried their best to scrape together the last bit of their assets. Falcon cavalry and giant eagles attacked together with forest dragons, trying to raid the dwarfs' air supply line. However, the Aurora Air Force predicted their actions. Three Kingfisher-class frigates used the help of invisibility spells to cover their bodies and follow the transport team. As soon as the Wood Elves' Air Force approached the transport formation, the three Kingfishers opened fire at the same time. Two forest dragons were shot dead on the spot by Star Iron Harpoons, and the rest quickly retreated.

After realizing that they could not shake the dwarves' supply lines, the Wood Elves could only withdraw all their combat troops and no longer take the initiative to attack. Their battle goal was only one: to defend the Oak of Ages until the reinforcements of the High Elves arrived.

At this time, the enemies gathered at the Oak of Ages included more than 2,000 wood elves, slightly fewer forest spirits, hundreds of dragon lizards, and six forest dragons. Without considering the giant beast units, the dwarves had an advantage of more than eight times the number of troops, a large number of various war machines, and the support of the Aurora Air Force. Victory was a foregone conclusion. The only question was how much they had to pay to win.

The atmosphere of the military meeting was very heated. Every dwarf present knew that a sick race that had committed numerous crimes against the dwarves was about to become history. The king and the rune lords expressed their opinions and used their own experience and experience to repeatedly ponder every detail of the battle plan to ensure that there were no omissions or places that could be used by the enemy. At the end of the meeting, An Jiyue, who had rarely spoken throughout the meeting, said that she would personally deal with the demigod couple, and the dwarves did not have to worry about the enemy's high-end combat power.

After the meeting, everyone returned to their respective armies. Today's lunch was delivered to each soldier two hours in advance. After eating and drinking, the dwarves left the camp and headed towards the starting position.

This process was not peaceful, because their enemies were also experienced in war. Asrai had been trying to disrupt the rhythm of the dwarves' actions through small-scale short assaults, so as to delay the battle for a longer time. However, all their efforts were destined to be in vain. The first line of defense in the innermost layer of the encirclement was thousands of Shadowbeard warriors. These professional former rangers thwarted Asrai's plot and did not allow the enemy to interfere with the mobilization of the main force.

At 2503:6 am on June 30, 10 Imperial Calendar, the Cathay Air Force began the first round of bombardment. The runesmiths in the dwarven army engraved burning runes on each projectile cannon and rocket launcher, so that the ammunition fired would carry additional fire damage. The woodland around the Oak of Ages soon caught fire, and when the dwarven artillery on the ground completed its deployment and joined this grand chorus, the fire intensified.

The dwarven army held their ground under strict orders and did not attack. Before the battle, the dwarves dug a firebreak around the battlefield, and this work began from the moment the siege was completed. Realizing that the dwarves were deliberately setting the fire to burn their own side, Ariel tried to summon a rain to extinguish the fire, but as soon as she began to mobilize the wind of magic, her spell was countered.