Chapter 929 Battle of Madeira Plains (IV)
Archibald looked at the human being dozens of kilometers away, with a trace of bloodlust in his eyes.
"attack."
Listening to the sound of drums, the gnoll overseer waved his bone whip, urging the goblins and kobolds to take the black potion.
Tens of thousands of goblins and kobolds, whipped by bone whips, pulled out the corks and poured the foul-smelling liquid from the bamboo barrels into their mouths.
In the array, thousands of jackal overseers looked at the Goblins and Kobolds who were about to transform. They dropped their bone whips one after another, used both hands and feet at the same time, and ran towards the rear.
Within a moment, the goblins and kobolds began to swell and turned into pure beasts, letting out meaningless roars.
Thousands of lizardmen came to the front of the formation, took out their musical instruments, and began to play regularly.
Under the special melody, the Hundred Thousand Dark Beasts quieted down and lay quietly on the ground, listening to the melody.
On the command platform, Archibald looked at the transformed cannon fodder and without wasting any time, he directly ordered the attack to begin.
These dark beasts could only exist for five hours, so he couldn't let him waste any time.
After receiving the order, the lizardman musician's music suddenly changed and became passionate.
One hundred thousand dark beasts stood up, roared, and began to run towards the human military formation several kilometers away.
After the dark beast, thousands of black stone ogres served as the vanguard, leading 5,000 gnoll soldiers, 5,000 lizard soldiers and 20,000 black blood rat soldiers, and began to slowly run forward.
On the command platform of the human army, Verin looked at the rolling black tide, raised his hand expressionlessly, and put it down forcefully.
The officer of the magic artillery unit received the order and shouted loudly: "Let go."
The muzzles of twenty large magic cannons, two hundred and eighty medium magic cannons, and eight hundred small magic cannons flashed with magic light, and purple light beams burst out.
Thousands of energy bombs flew into the air, with a whistling sound of tearing the air, and poured down towards the black tide.
Each energy bomb exploded the moment it touched the ground, forming small mushroom clouds that bloomed with dazzling colors and filled the battlefield with smoke.
The violent power instantly swallowed up the surrounding dark beasts, leaving behind deep pits.
Each explosion was accompanied by a deafening roar. The dark beasts that charged following the rhythm forgot what horror was and continued to charge forward.
After three rounds of volleys of magic energy cannons, the Dark Beast was only three kilometers away from the front line.
In the front line, Greg looked cold and ordered loudly: "Shoot."
More than ten thousand archers drew out their arrows, put them on their bowstrings, and started shooting.
Tens of thousands of feather arrows fell into the black tide, pinning more than a thousand dark beasts to the ground. Green blood continued to flow from the wounds, corroding the ground.
Looking at the dark beast that was still eight hundred meters away, shiny cracks appeared on the dark skin, its thick limbs were stained with green venom, and its mouth was flowing with foul-smelling saliva.
Cassius gave the order without any fear on his face.
"Yu!"
Thousands of soldiers in the front row raised their iron shields and thrust them into the earth.
The soldiers in the back row stretched out their spears in the middle of the army, with fear in their eyes, but they could not retreat. The tips of the weapons of the comrades behind them were pointed forward, and if they retreated, they would die.
The next moment, thousands of dark beasts slammed into the iron shield, making bursts of noise.
Dozens of gaps appeared within sight, and the soldiers at the rear stepped on the flesh and blood of their comrades.
The sound of the magic energy cannon continued, continuously reducing the number of dark beasts.
"attack."
Cassius drew his knight's sword and shouted an order.
Tens of thousands of soldiers moved upon hearing the sound, and with stern eyes, they stepped forward to meet the enemy.
As the battlefield moves forward, the muzzle of the magic cannon moves forward, pouring energy bombs at the enemy forces further away.
In the monster formation, Archibald turned to look at the half-dragon mage and said, "Stop those long-range attacks. My troops cannot be wasted on the way to attack."
The half-dragon mage nodded, disappeared, came to the sky, and used magic to move all the energy balls in the air into the space cracks.
The next moment, Weilin ordered the bombardment to stop, looked up at the half-dragon mage in the distance, and asked, "How sure are you?"
After hearing this, Kyle replied without hesitation: "As long as you give the order, I will destroy him."
"Don't worry, let's compete now with who can keep calm."
Weilin withdrew his gaze and cast his gaze towards the distant battlefield, his eyes revealing indifference. At this moment, the war had just begun, and the test was to see whose cards were played out first.
The low-level soldiers on both sides didn't know how many people there were on the other side, let alone how long the fight would last. The only thing they could do was follow orders.
As the dark beasts were exhausted, the armies of both sides began to fight.
On the battlefield, Cassius killed several two-headed ogres and looked around. They were all familiar faces, but now they had turned into cold corpses.
Looking at the corpse of his subordinate, his chest was penetrated, and his eyes were filled with nostalgia for life.
Cassius bent down and removed the silver medal from his chest, put it into the gap in the armor, and rushed towards a gold low-level ogre.
In this war, Qi Xingying was selected as the vanguard, standing in the front row. It served as the courage of the entire army and was also proof that Weilin ensured that military orders could be implemented throughout the entire army.
As troops were filled into the battlefield one after another, more than 200,000 people from both sides were fighting on a land area of less than 30 square kilometers.
The infantry fought for their lives in the center of the battlefield, while the knights charged at the edges.
In the afternoon, Archibald looked at the situation on the battlefield, put his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice: "Callas, Bardenby..."
Every time a name was read, a strong soul level person came from behind Archibald to the front.
"Go and test out the enemy's last card."
"Yes, Commander."
The eight soul masters bowed their heads and saluted, and flew away.
On the command platform, Weilin looked at the figure in the distance and said in a deep voice: "Kyle, Fiona, uncle, Uncle Madmonchi, good friend Uncle Kadchi, it's your turn."
After hearing this, the five people left the command platform and appeared in the sky.
The next moment, Weilin summoned the Knight of Life and the Knight of Death and asked them to help.
In less than a moment, fifteen soul masters fought at an altitude of 10,000 meters.
Kyle relied on his own strength to fight against a high-level half-dragon mage of soul, a mid-level lizardman of soul, and a mid-level half-dragon of soul, and firmly gained the upper hand, and from time to time helped Fiona deal with the low-level ogre of soul.
"The speed is a bit slow."
Kyle threw away the lizardman arm in his hand, opened the Messier demiplane, grabbed the sleeping red dragon, and threw it directly at the mid-level half-dragon of soul.
"Kolkrav, kill that half-dragon, I'll give you a thousand gold coins. If you can't kill it, you'll have to deal with the consequences."
The red dragon, who had just come to his senses, couldn't help trembling when he heard Kyle's voice. He then looked at the soul-level half-dragon, with a fierce look on his face, and rushed up without saying anything.
The red dragon took one person away. Kyle looked at the half-dragon mage and the lizardman, grinned and said, "This battle ends here. If you want to live, show your true ability."
The half-dragon mage heard this, his face was solemn, and he looked at the lizardman, then retreated thousands of meters.
If a soul-level knight said this before the battle, he would only laugh at it.
But after a short fight, he heard this and became extremely cautious.
If the situation is not good, he will sell the lizardman and put his own safety first.
As for the responsibility for the failure of the war, Archibald will naturally bear it, and even add insult to injury and take away his position as general.
