Chapter 970 The Final Battle (Part 1)

"Buddha, retreat, if you don't retreat, it will be too late. Even if we stop the enemy's attack, we will suffer heavy losses." The expression of the State Master Skanbuhe was full of anxiety that could not be concealed.

He did not expect that Yamen Khan, whose humanity was rekindled by General Batumihe, would directly target the killing lamas headed by him.

The other party clearly wanted to use the hands of the Furen coalition to completely clean them up.

But his previous plan was too successful, and it successfully made all the killing lamas believe that Yamen Khan was the reincarnated Buddha.

Even if the State Master Skanbuhe now told those killing lamas that Yamen Khan was going to let them die, they would not believe it.

In other words, many killing lamas would die generously.

Because as long as the reincarnated Buddha is there, they will not really die. One day, they will be reborn in the Buddha's kingdom as Vajra.

"Today is the day for you and me to attain enlightenment. Killing not only kills the common people, but also you and me. Only by not fearing death can we truly control death. Do you want to give up the hard-won opportunity to attain enlightenment?" Yamen Khan used his own spear to attack his own shield.

Didn't the State Master Skanbuhe always preach the way of killing to him, saying that he was the reincarnation of the Buddha of Killing?

Now he responded to him with the teachings of the Buddha of Killing.

If the State Master Skanbuhe opposed Yamen Khan's decision, it would be equivalent to opposing the faith he believed in, which would be equivalent to saying that what he did to Yamen Khan before was wrong.

Yamen Khan might have slapped him to death on the spot.

Perhaps Yamen Khan had already had such thoughts, but he just didn't want to cause a mutiny among those killing lamas, which would be detrimental to the implementation of his next plan.

State Master Skanbuhe said with a stiff face: "Of course not. Being able to follow the Buddha to attain enlightenment is what I have dreamed of in this life."

"In this case, tomorrow you will personally lead the Lama slaves to take the lead, so that these people who claim to be civilized can see our way of killing." Yamen Khan took the opportunity to issue an order.

"Yes, sir." Under the sharp gaze of Yamen Khan, State Master Skanbuhe had no second choice but to obey the order.

Even after leaving the Khan's golden tent, State Master Skanbuhe did not dare to act rashly.

Because he could clearly feel that Yamen Khan's terrifying will had been lingering around him.

If he dared to plot against his will, even if he used the teleportation spell to escape.

He would also be greeted by a terrifying thunderbolt.

It was not only himself who felt this situation, but also those killing lamas.

Therefore, they firmly believed that Yamen Khan was the reincarnation of the killing Buddha.

State Master Skanbuhe finally realized what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot.

Previously, he wanted to completely eliminate the remaining humanity in Yamen Khan by destroying Tukan's army.

Now that humanity has the upper hand, Yamen Khan wants to completely eliminate the Buddha nature in his body by destroying these killing lamas.

Woo! Woo! Woo!

Accompanied by the loud sound of the horn, the two armies that had been facing each other for nearly three months finally ushered in a head-on confrontation.

The scene of the battlefield is very unique.

The surroundings are covered with dark clouds and heavy rain.

With the two armies as the center, there is not a single raindrop within ten kilometers, and the reactions of the two armies are different.

Although the flags of the Furen coalition are messy, and the equipment and races are even more varied, the orders are very unified, especially when advancing forward, hundreds of thousands of people are in order, and they move forward slowly in the form of arms.

In comparison, the Tukan army was more chaotic in terms of equipment and composition, with varying numbers of lama slaves surrounding the killing lamas.

All along, the Tukans were the main force in the front, and the killing lamas assisted from the side with spells.

Now the elite Tukans were suddenly withdrawn, leaving only themselves, and they were very uncomfortable with this way of fighting.

But the sacred will of the killing Buddha filled their bodies and minds, making them fearless.

"Order the orc slave army to attack. As long as they win this war, I will give them the status of free people and let them reproduce freely on this land." King Yasang took the lead in issuing the order to attack.

The first army sent out was a monster slave army.

This monster slave army has only about 20,000 people, all of them are orcs.

Orcs are a notorious monster race on the continent of Faerun.

Their super fast reproduction speed (fully mature at the age of ten, can reproduce and participate in war), super strong physique (average height is more than 1.9 meters) and aggressive personality (this race rarely engages in production, mainly living on hunting and looting).

Make them the enemy of all intelligent races.

But they are also very good slave infantry, and many evil forces will try to tame them, among which the Zhentarim is one of them.

This time they sent two orc slave legions to the desperate east region.

In order to ensure that Yamen Khan, the son of killing, will not come back and threaten the conspiracy god Xirik.

The Zhentarim was rarely generous and readily handed over the command of these 20,000 orc slave soldiers to King Yasan.

They were calculating.

If the Furen coalition won this eastern expedition, they, the Zhentarim, would be able to share a piece of the big cake of the Kingdom of Sesk in the name of these 20,000 orc slave soldiers.

Even if the Faerun coalition failed, they only lost 20,000 orc slaves. The moment they were sent to the East Region, the Zhentarim did not plan to take them back.

Because the cost of going back was enough for them to train tens of thousands of new orc slaves.

Anyway, they had enough orc slaves in captivity, and there was no shortage of such monster soldiers in the wilderness. It was easy to recruit and arm them.

"For Gruumsh, for freedom..." The orc slaves who received the order roared excitedly, kicked off their big feet, and rumbled towards the Tukan army.

Orcs are naturally aggressive and happy to hear about war. They don't care whether they are used as cannon fodder.

The orc slaves who rushed out of the camp had no formation at all, and they just rushed forward in a huge crowd.

This is another reason why King Yasan threw them out to charge the formation first.

Even though the exclusive priests of Lady Strategy spent three months, they still could not completely change the reckless nature of these warlike people, and failed to instill too many strategic and tactical concepts in their hearts.

Especially their characteristics of excitement at the sight of blood would make them, like barbarians, throw other things behind their minds, only know how to kill blindly, and not care about executing other plans at all.

Arranging too complicated tasks for such a legion is irresponsible to other soldiers.

"Bows and arrows ready, release."

The Tukan people responded in a standard way, which was the rain of arrows they were best at.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

This kind of rain of arrows had a very limited killing effect.

The orc slave soldiers who were charging at the front were all cast with magic to protect against arrows.

And they said they were slave soldiers, but in fact, their equipment was not bad at all, and the worst was a set of scale armor.

The front-line soldiers were even fully armored.

This was not because the merchants of the Zhentarim were kind and generous, but Gavin's credit.

The employment exchange system he had established earlier was very applicable to these orc slave soldiers.

For the rich spoils of war, they were very willing to accept various employments and tasks.

When these orc slave soldiers were wearing heavy armor, the danger index would increase exponentially.

The sparse rain of arrows fell, and it did not have much impact on the orc slave soldiers.

And the counterattack of the Furen coalition also came at this time.

Fireball.

No, to be more precise, it was a rain of fireballs.

Dense fireballs, as many as thousands, bombarded the Tukan camp from all directions, and most of them landed just in the places where the arrow rain rose most densely.

The confrontation between the two armies was a unique game.

The orc slave soldiers were a chess piece, in order to draw out the firepower of the Tukan people, so that the Furen coalition could maximize the firepower of its own spellcasting team.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

These fireballs turned into huge fireworks, which exploded directly in the air, forming red fireballs. The hot fire elements raged wildly, but did not pose any threat to the Tukan army.

The golden light shrouding the Tukan army turned into a substantial shield, which directly detonated this wave of fireball rain.

"Tian Khan! Tian Khan! Tian Khan!"

"Living Buddha! Living Buddha! Living Buddha!"

Excited cheers came from the Tukan army.

This situation of shutting out the enemy's large-scale magic attack greatly boosted their morale.

They have the Living Buddha of Killing, and they will be invincible.

These enemies are just sacrifices that they sent to their door.

"For the Living Buddha! Kill them all!"

"For the Living Buddha!"

"For the Living Buddha!"

Countless roars came from the Tukan army, and the blood on the bodies of the Lama slaves was surging, and they turned into killing giants one by one, rushing out of the Tukan army with great momentum and rushing towards the orc slaves.

When both sides have powerful magic abilities, the war will often return to its original form - a direct confrontation between infantry.

"For Gruumsh!"

The orc slave soldiers also lit up with magic auras on a large scale.

They also roared and turned into orc giants nearly four meters tall.

They performed the giant transformation spell.

Or it was from the hands of those orc war shamans.

Or it was the giant transformation accessories equipped by those orcs themselves.

Or it was directly taken from the giant transformation potion.

The latter is the most likely.

Giant transformation is only a first-level spell, but it is one of the most practical spells on the battlefield.

If many warriors have the opportunity, they will get a related accessory, such as a giant transformation ring or a giant transformation necklace.

This kind of equipment is not expensive or cheap, it can be bought for 8,000 to 10,000 gold coins.

If you can't afford this expense, there is another cheap option, prepare a few bottles of giant transformation potions for yourself, 300 to 500 gold coins per bottle.

Most professionals can afford it.

This kind of commodity is also a basic exchange of magic materials in the employment exchange system built by Gavin, and he can get as much as he wants.

He is backed by the magic power of Leatherman. This witch kingdom has its own magic research and production team. Even if its ability to manufacture batches of magic products is not as good as the red robe wizards of the Cel Kingdom, it is better than most countries.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

On the battlefield, it directly turned into a confrontation between giants.

Under the impact of the huge force, not only the parties were wailing in pain, but also the steel armor was twisted and groaning.

The power of the giant transformation technique was fully demonstrated at this moment.

Those orc slave soldiers who did not perform the giant transformation technique were directly knocked away.

It is true that a person with a large body has great strength.

It is an unbreakable truth.

Even if you are a super strongman among the halflings, you can never compete with an ordinary human in terms of strength.

And so on.

A human of average height can only use a sword to block the attack of a giant dragon. This situation only appears in the imagination of those ignorant people.

Without the support of the body, even the incarnation of the gods will be slapped to the ground.

"Throw the spear, release!"

The orc slave soldiers also have their own unique long-range attack method.

They threw out a rough-made spear.

They shot at the lama slave soldiers behind them, and many of them hit the target accurately.

However, the killing effect was relatively average, and few killing lamas fell.

The enlarged body not only gave them more powerful strength, but also gave them a stronger physique and more vigorous vitality.

These javelins could only penetrate one spear head at most, and it was difficult to penetrate further.

Being wounded and bleeding stimulated the ferocity of these Lama slaves, and after the fight, the attacks became more violent.

Typical of attacking without defense, exchanging injuries for injuries and death for death.

They are the guards at the door of the killing Buddha.

They are born to kill.

Killing the enemy is a supreme achievement.

Being killed by the enemy is also a kind of honor, and you will be reborn in the kingdom of Buddha in the future.

Those orc slaves are no less inferior.

They are also naturally aggressive and crazy when they see blood.

Because their racial god Gruumsh advocates the use of violence to seize everything he needs.

King Yasang's order sublimated this point. Now they are not fighting for their master's orders, but for freedom.

As soon as the two clashed, the battle entered the most intense state.

There were sounds of weapons and armor colliding everywhere, and roars of fighting everywhere...

The whole air was filled with the smell of blood, wisps of blood mist floated in the air, and the sacred Sanskrit sound was pervasive.

But this kind of Sanskrit sound did not bring people peace and tranquility, but endless anger and desire for killing.

The Sanskrit sound obviously carried special power, merging with the murdered soul and the power of blood mist, and drifted into the body of the nearest Lama slave.

The more this unique power was injected, the stronger their bodies became, the more vigorous their energy became, their eyes began to become clearer, and their bodies radiated a faint golden Buddha light from the inside out.

The Buddha light was not a simple visual effect, but as it continued to accumulate, it began to have a magical effect.

Those orc slave soldiers clearly felt that when the swords and knives chopped on the Lama slaves, they would feel awkward and it was even more difficult to penetrate.

There was a brave Lama slave, and the golden Buddha light was even more restrained, directly immersed in the body, giving his skin a layer of gold.

When the sword hit him again, it made a metallic clang.

It was obvious that it had the magical effect of steel skin.

The overall situation immediately began to turn to the Tukans.

No matter how brave those orc slave soldiers were, they would be a little scared when facing a group of enemies who could not break through their defense.

On the battlefield, once you show your cowardice, it is the beginning of death.

"The mercenaries on both wings are pressing forward." King Yasan issued a new order and deployed his other trump card.

There were more than 70,000 mercenaries on both wings, accounting for more than half of the entire Faerun coalition.

Their origins were very complicated, with some with justice (holy warriors of the gods) and some who came purely for profit (mercenaries from various countries).

The flags and equipment were varied.

To put it nicely, it was called colorful.

To put it bluntly, it was a ragtag army.

But when they moved, you could clearly feel its uniqueness.

They are clearly divided into different small and medium-sized combat units, with different personnel composition and number of personnel.

There are both the classic mercenary teams of priests, warriors, mages and thieves, and extreme teams of all-warfare or all-mages.

But in a broad sense, they are proceeding simultaneously.

Some mercenary teams that rush faster will consciously adjust their pace to wait for the entire army to act.

This means that these two mercenary armies have their own command center and grassroots.

Only with these two can they have the ability to cooperate in combat.

As soon as they fought.

Those Lama slave soldiers experienced the horror of this unique mercenary army.

The mercenaries of this mercenary army have rich ability to cooperate in combat, which they brought to the battlefield.

They have complex tactics and means that the orc slave soldiers cannot match.

They just knocked a warrior away and were ready to pursue the victory.

Silently, a thief had already turned behind them and attacked their legs and feet. Even if their ankles were not cut off, their movements would be greatly delayed.

Or a priest would directly cast a healing spell on the warrior, plus a few blessing spells, so that the warrior would rejoin the battle alive and well.

Or all kinds of strange spells would fall on them, and they would die without knowing how.

Whether from a macro or local perspective, the Lama slave soldiers are trapped in a heavy siege, and it will only be a matter of time before they are devoured. (End of this chapter)