Chapter 1150

"Dong --------------!!"

A dark shadow crashed to the ground on the side of Loren. The ground collapsed with the dark shadow in the roar and the sound of smashing bricks and stones.

The next second, the black shadow with smoke and gravel "moved" again and swept in his direction.

There is no time to think!

The black haired wizard who turned his head and ran wildly was almost racing against the shadow. With only a quick speed or agility, he was not swallowed up by the smoke and debris it rolled up until... The wall he hit head-on blocked his way.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the shadow finally stopped; When the smoke and dust dispersed and hid in the dark, the dark blue dragon with blinking gray and blue eyes, Elliot leaned out the dragon's head and looked at the pits it had hit on the wall and the debris it had run over

Nothing.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The angry black blue dragon roared up to the sky, and the thunderous roar shook the nine pointed star wizard tower and the earth; Every corridor pillar, every ruin, every brick and the soil behind the brick... Tremble and moan in the roar of the dragon!

Furious, it began to no longer have a target attack, but frantically beat, hit, smash and trample on every ground and corner it can touch and see with its claws, with the dragon tail like the shadow of death, and with its wings full of bone spikes.

"Bang! Bang --! Bang --!!"

Amid the roar, the wizard tower was crumbling.

Lauren, hiding in the ruins under the wall, breathed out tired.

Tired

Although I can guess that it will never be so easy, I bumped into the type I'm not good at dealing with now.

Dragons, evil gods, fallen evil gods, ogres... Black haired wizards have rich experience in dealing with these "large enemies", and even can publish books.

Don't say it's a resurrected dragon. It's to whip a corpse out of an ogre evil god mazkara again. Loren is also confident to win... But that was before, but now

"... but now, although dear Loren is not really unable to win the resurrected dragon, he has to block his own power after opening the second valve, and all the high-level magic spells in the past can't be used, so he is subject to many restrictions."

Compared with the embarrassed black haired wizard, the blonde boy who was at least ten times clean and direct appeared on his side while opening his mouth and sat next to him with his legs in his arms:

"Today's Loren is not afraid of evil gods who use the power of the void, nor of demons driven entirely by the power of the void. Even if high-level magic spells fall from the sky, he can pick them up with his face without changing his face;"

"But... Although driven by the force of emptiness, this monster with huge body completely depends on brute force and has become the absolute nemesis of Loren!"

"It's not invincible, but it will make the process extremely troublesome and waste time; and what dear Lauren needs most now... Is time."

Asriel smiled brightly, and his scarlet eyes glittered with pure color.

The dark haired wizard who took another deep breath was too lazy to show any expression: "can you become more annoying? If I can, I can strangle you without hesitation."

"Well... Strangling is too painful and slow. Asriel prefers beheading." the blonde smiled: "but Asriel doesn't mind if he can die in Loren's arms..."

The dark haired wizard stopped immediately:

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

"What Asriel wants to say is... It's a great opportunity." the blonde boy with his index finger up pointed to the dragon that is still frantically destroying outside the ruins:

"With the help of the wisdom of the Holy Cross in the old Sutra, the best and fastest way to defeat the second valve is to really master the power of the second valve - either succeed or fail. Dear Loren will not have a second chance."

Bang -!

At the moment when the voice fell, the cracked gravel smashed the rubble directly above the ruins, exposing Loren's position.

Smiling Asriel waved to Loren and disappeared into the air with a "I believe you" smile.

For a moment, Loren felt that he was about to make up his mind to strangle him.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The air echoed with the blood thirsty and excited roar of the Dragon Elliot, and the nine pointed star wizard tower, which kept moaning in the shock, was already crumbling.

"Dong -!!"

At the moment of the roar, the ruins hidden under the dragon's tail have turned into dust; Almost at the same time, the roaring dragon opened its claws and waved to a "black spot" flying rapidly in the air.

"Dang!"

The blooming sparks flashed in the air. The hit black haired wizard quickly "fell" from the air and reluctantly stood firm by relying on the "dawn" sword nailed to the ground.

"It's like... I still have a choice."

With a helpless sigh, the black haired wizard who pulled out the "dawn" with one hand turned his eyes and welcomed the roaring dragon in the smoke.

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Outside eboden, the central battlefield.

After the Azores left wing broke away from the front and scuffled with the right wing of the Empire, rodriya Azores, the elf Prince backed by eboden, hesitated for a minute.

Just now, although there was only a moment, he did see an imperial cavalry moving towards the right-wing front; But so far, the cavalry is still hiding behind the hills, and there is no sign of going out.

Why?

As long as you send out cavalry, you can easily defeat your left-wing Legion!

The "Inaction" of the enemy on the other side makes the elf prince a little difficult - although the left-wing Legion caught in the scuffle is caught in the scuffle, as long as another elite team is invested, or even the whole line is pressed to reorganize the left-wing, it can capture the right-wing of the enemy.

But... This plan that looks good and perfect is really like a trap.

Although it is good to press the whole line with neat queues and dense formations, the imperial people opposite have giant dragons, floating cities and "super launchers" that can hit two kilometers away - mindless rush up, which is like suicide.

Wait, does it mean that he is not in a hurry to beat himself, but intends to spend it with himself?

The surprised little elf Prince turned his head and looked at the city of eboden behind him.

"Your Highness, the port of eboden is in an emergency! It is suspected that an imperial army has raided from the port and sneaked into the city!"

"What?!"

"Several left behind reserve forces are fighting the enemy with all their strength, but the other side is very strong, and many warrior teams have been destroyed. Your highness must send reinforcements as soon as possible, otherwise no matter what the purpose of the imperialists is, they will be unable to stop!"

The voice fell, and the elf warrior entrusted with the important task to ask for help raised his head and waited anxiously for Rodriguez's decision.

The little elf prince, who did not change his face, did everything as usual except blinking quickly in the direction of eboden.

"This is really... Very interesting."

His trembling hands and flapping lips exposed his real thoughts at the moment.

To be realistic, the little prince didn't take this plan seriously from the beginning - instability is that, on the one hand, a super bomb is buried under his nest. If you think about it, you know it can be used as a threat and blackmail as a last resort.

On the other hand... Out of his heart, the elf Prince didn't think he would be at the end of his tether.

Yes, the imperialists are strong. They have dragons, floating cities, cavalry and "super launchers"... But the unit of war is "soldiers", who stand in the muddy land and fight with the enemy with the most common weapons. They are the cornerstone of a battle and even a war.

Compared with the overall level of "soldiers", the degree of training and tacit understanding, and the absolute implementation of orders, the Azores... Have an overwhelming advantage.

Even the elite of the empire can barely control the battle damage in front of the Elven warrior army; In the previous rounds of wars, the main force that the imperialists can fight most has been almost consumed, and the rest of the garbage that they have become "conscripts" will not change except for delaying time.

Even the empire that had been "victorious" before could only be called "tragic victory" at most.

The battle of eboden abolished a principality and brought down half the Empire;

In the battle of blood skeleton Valley, Byrne's elite... Especially the core heavy cavalry, more than half of the casualties;

In the battle of duanjie mountain, an emperor was killed;

In the battle of shenlinbao, lottel nearly collapsed and was unable to fight again;

In the battle to defend the imperial capital, Eastern and Western Saxony were ravaged by the war and their vitality was greatly damaged - it can be said that the price of each "victory" of the empire far exceeded what they paid.

The key to breaking the balance is to go online, and the cornerstone of victory is to go offline... Azores elves with sufficient quantity and high-quality combat power have been invincible from the beginning.

The "painstaking" trap is just for a tentative pit and one more card to play. It doesn't expect the opposite side to be fooled.

But now... The little prince who suddenly realized it can finally understand what was the reason for the "strange" trend of the imperial people before.

The fleet that perishes together is to cover the team that sneaks into the city;

The cavalry who refuse to mobilize is to drag their own line of troops, let the war situation fall into a stalemate, and buy time in the city;

In short, the imperial people opposite seem to really take this "threat" as one thing. They are very afraid that they will launch this thing!

The only problem is that the elves can understand the horror of this thing, but how can the imperial people know?

It's strange, but it's amazing!

I can't believe that they will really be fooled, and they don't even doubt it - is it because they have this super power like talent? The more they don't believe anything, what will become true?

In that case, the opposite side may have the same purpose as their own guess... If they don't misjudge... Loren Turin and the imperial Prince probably want to turn this alchemy bomb into a key to blackmail themselves or kill themselves in one fell swoop.

It is absolutely impossible to invest so much capital without such a degree of results; If he had no confidence in his own plan, Loren Turin would not have been personally involved in such a deadly plan.

"Your Highness, it's about the king's court. Please order as soon as possible!"

The elf warrior who was still waiting anxiously couldn't help saying, "if you allow, I can lead a team of warriors to wipe out those hateful empires for your highness..."

"No, no, no, you did your best." the elf Prince waved and interrupted each other: "go back and tell them that you have completed your task. Don't pay attention to that small group of imperial people."

"But..."

"I have my own preparation for them. I don't need you to worry about it - remember, you just need to obey my orders. I can teach you if you understand or don't understand!"

"Well, take a good look and study hard. I say something, you say something, I say... Don't worry about it, you say 'yes'; come on, one! Two! Three..."

"... yes."

The elf warrior, who dared not say much, retreated respectfully with anxiety.

The elf prince, who had finished his subordinates, turned his eyes to the battlefield again and tried his best to restrain the impulse of rising corners of his mouth.

Come on... Come on... Don't linger any longer.

Now that both sides have come up with their own money and are even ready to kill the enemy a thousand and lose eight hundred, let's just do it; Really use this war to determine each other's fate.

Let me defeat you and annihilate you in one breath!

"Order Wang Tingwei's army to concentrate on the whole line of the Chinese Army array, cooperate with bow and arrow warriors, and defeat the imperial shield wall!"

"Yes --!"

With the eagle's horn, the footsteps shaking the earth sounded behind the elf prince.

When the array was opened, 8000 Wangting guards stepped into the battlefield with heavy steps.

They wear metal helmets and evil like face armor, fish scale like armor and low lined Chain Armor; At the arms and legs are shin and Arm Armor similar to Byrne Knight Armor - head to foot, airtight.

The Azor long sabre in their hands is twice as big as an ordinary Elf Warrior; A heavy long sword comparable to a two handed sword. Its back is heavy enough to serve as a war hammer, and its handle is longer than an ordinary big sword; The length of two meters can be used as a long gun.

In the sunshine near midsummer, the mirror like armor and blade glitter like flowing gold.

As early as after the capture of eboden, the elf Prince began to form the "King's court guard army", which was his card specially prepared for the imperial shield wall and cavalry.

The "bow and arrow warriors" who only wear light armor and are equipped with bows and arrows, shields and Azores long knives are used as a supplement to this "heavy Legion" to provide auxiliary and projection power.

Their task is to harass and stop the enemy's light cavalry raids as much as possible, and cover the flank of the king's guard army - how "hateful" the light cavalry of the empire is. Brandon has deeply experienced... More than once.

Sending this regiment to the battlefield means that the general offensive officially begins!

"Warriors, draw your sword - meet the enemy!"

"For his highness Rodriguez Azores -!!!"

Looking at the Wang Tingwei army who was shouting and pressing against the Chinese army, the little elf Prince showed a "happy" smile on his face, and his irregular teeth glittered with a penetrating cold light.