"The war has started on the front, and it is time for us to start."

At the entrance from the middle of the wetlands to the Hammer Heights, Danas. Torbain took a mottled pocket watch from his armor belt and looked at the time, the new Lord of Death seemed to be reluctant to give up the blood wine in his hand, and after a moment of hesitation, he drank the wine made from many different ingredients.

The scarlet liquid ran down his mouth, a peculiar, undrinkable liquid that made the necromancer look slightly drunk, and he shook his head in an effort to make himself more conscious.

And behind him, as the auxiliary commander of this strange army, Roglio was looking at Torbain with a scrutinizing gaze, even if he knew that this guy in front of him had a brilliant record when he was a human, but the way he was now, how unreliable he really looked.

After nearly 7 years of development, the upper echelons of the Darkblade Legion have their own set of styles, the Death Lords, even if they are two orcs, also follow the internal rules, no matter what the occasion, they will clean up their image, in fact, with the help of those human ghosts who live in the Dark Temple, each Death Lord will have several sets of their own clothes.

And each of them can be a high-level necromancy, showing a completely different style.

For example, the set of black light armor worn by Danas at this time, it belongs to the ceremonial armor, lined with black commander's military uniform, whether it is a human or an elf, even a rude orc, after wearing this black military uniform embellished with gold edges and metal coats of arms, it will look very heroic, with a kind of silence and temperament unique to the necromance in solemnity.

But Danas wore this military uniform with a completely different "taste", but in fact, his dissolute dress also had a special feeling.

And the other assistant commander was not as polite as Roglio, just watched without expressing any opinion, and Luminas, who was already in a bad mood, after seeing Danas's appearance, crossed his arms, squinted his eyes, and said sarcastically:

"Oh awesome, Tyrion has assigned us a drunkard, and he's trying to get this drunkard with his homeland to lead us to victory."

"Huh?"

Torbain glanced back at Luminas, who squinted back in complete dismay, and after a few seconds of awkward staring, Danas decisively turned back to look at Roglio.

"Is that the sequence of wars inside the Dark Blade? Junior commanders dare to confront the majesty of provoking senior commanders? Or is this actually the tradition of the Darkblade? Lower gram up? ”

"Enough! Lumi, don't forget who you are at this time! ”

Roglio didn't quite agree with Danas, but he still understood the implicit meaning of Danas's words, and the next moment, the old elven lord turned around and scolded:

"Apologies to the Legion Commander! Immediately! ”

At this moment, Luminas was aggrieved, but when she saw Roglio's stern eyes, she knew very well that this time there would probably be no one to help her speak.

At the top of the Darkblade, Rogrio is the most trusted person in the elven faction, and the fighting friendship between them has been maintained for a long time before his death, and Rog has not failed to live up to Tyrion's trust, he is usually very low-key, but often conducts some secret operations that will not be known, and Luminas is well aware that Rog has always been a strict "order-maintainer", and he hates any kind of division.

And Luminas acquiesced in Nasa's plan, which in his opinion was itself a form of disloyalty.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Luminas gritted her teeth, lowered her head, and leaned slightly over Danas:

"I'm sorry, Captain!"

"Well, forget it, it's not a big deal."

Danas was very easy-going, he waved his hand casually, and then turned his attention to the wine-stained map on the table, and after looking at it for a few seconds, he turned to Luminas and said:

"The elite Hellfire Bands were previously commanded by you?"

"Of course! That's the best legion I've ever built, and we've defeated the demon legion head-on! ”

Luminas straightened up triumphantly, but the next moment, Danas shrugged:

"Good, but it's mine now."

"You !!"

Luminas subconsciously clenched her fists, but before she could say anything, Danas's tone became serious:

"Battle Order!"

"Yes!"

The two Death Lords subconsciously straightened up, and Danas's finger tapped on the map:

"Order, the Bone Dragon Wing is on standby here, and the Hellfire, the Siege Band, and I will act together to reach the central plain of the Hammer Heights within 30 minutes!"

"Order, the siege regiment will start to build an artillery front to bombard the Brute Hammer town after arriving at the position, and it will be completed within 15 minutes!"

"Order, 60 minutes later, the Bone Dragon Wing will rise into the air and go straight to the Red Jade Sanctuary to destroy all the Red Dragon Eggs that are being egged there!"

Three orders were given, and Rogorio had no doubts, he waved his hand, and the high-ranking knights standing near the military formation immediately dispersed, and the two warbands also moved within a few minutes, along the entrance of the wetlands, towards the Brute Hammer Heights.

Luminas, who was ordered to stay where she was, was a little dazed, and when she saw Danas mount her skeleton horse and prepare to leave, she rushed forward a few steps, grabbed the reins of Danas's horse, and she lowered her voice and asked:

"I know you don't like it, and I think you do too, but there's no need to retaliate like that, right? The red dragons must already be in the human position, and if we don't get along with my bone dragons, who will stop them in the sky? ”

"Are you questioning my command skills? Miss Luminas? ”

Danas calmly looked down at Luminas, and he whispered:

"If you want to know what I've arranged, I'll tell you in a few minutes."

"I don't intend to waste my time in a frontal attack with the humans, I want to use the superior firepower of the siege warband to directly destroy their towns and fronts, as for you and your wing, when you attack the Red Jade Holy Land, if the red dragons still have sanity, they will not be so keen on attacking us, and when those big lizards withdraw from the battlefield, it will be when we break through all the obstacles in the Brute Hammer Heights."

Luminas' eyes widened, and she subconsciously asked:

"There are nearly a hundred red dragons in the Ruby Sanctuary, and I have less than 70 bone dragons... Once besieged, my wing is in danger of annihilation! And I didn't hear that I had support! Isn't that your retaliation? ”

Luminas's rhetorical question made Danas sneer, this was the first time the human lord had shown a truly mocking smile, and he looked at Luminas, and a trace of absolute coldness flashed in his blue eyes:

"It's not revenge, it's my chance for you! Lord of the Sunmarks, please remember that war is war, don't mess with too many personal feelings, you only need to hold out in the Ruby Sanctuary for 25-30 minutes, and you can come to the northern mountains of the Brute Hammer Heights to meet us. ”

"Also, Tyrion seems to have indulged you a little too much, so much so that you have forgotten your duty as a soldier, sacrificed... Without sacrifice, where is victory? You said you fought against the Demon Legions, so maybe you were a good soldier back then, and now... You'll have to prove yourself to me, Luminas. Yang Scar, I'm different from Tyrion who misses my old love, and I'll only give you one chance when it comes to war! ”

"If you don't accept it, then go back to Tyrion, in fact, I don't need your team, I can win this battle, it's just a little more sacrifice."

Danas raised the reins of his horse, and the skeletal horse carried the general forward quickly, and behind him, Luminas stood still, and after a few seconds she cried out:

"I need explosives and technicians! A lot! ”

Danas didn't answer, but just raised his hand, representing his attitude of acceptance, and in the eyes of the human general, a glimmer of satisfaction flashed.

"Very good, it's not brainless..."

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Forty-five minutes later, according to the schedule set by Danas, on the central plain of the Brute Hammer Heights, the artillery line of Rogglio had been arranged, and the golden sunshine heavy cannons and the field cannons forged by the black iron dwarves were lined up and placed behind the undead position, and hundreds of meters ahead, the phalanx of human cavalry commanded by Marshal Gathiris had begun to break away from their own formation.

"Look, my old friend is ready to charge his heavy cavalry."

Sitting in the saddle of the skeleton warhorse, Danas picked up a flask, took a sip of the cold liquid, and said to Roglio beside him:

"He thought I'd fight him in an old-fashioned war that you went back and forth with... Frankly, I've learned a few things from my previous conversations with Tyrion, and I'm obsessed with the theory of future warfare he describes..."

"It's time to play to the true strengths of the Darkblade Legion, General Rogge!"

"Yes!"

Roglio straightened up, and the next moment, Danas's cold voice sounded:

"All heavy artillery aimed at human positions, in the shortest possible time, all the shells were poured!"

"But those cavalry..."

"That's not something you need to care about!"

Danas interrupted Roglio's worries with a wave of his hand, and there was no emotion in his blue eyes, like a cold-minded machine:

"Do your own thing, soldier!"

"Yes!"

The moment he reached the front of the formation, Field Marshal Gathris, who commanded the heavy cavalry, let out a roar in the human position opposite, and the next moment, the heavy cavalry, which had the advantage of the terrain, began to charge.

All this fell into the eyes of Danas, it was so familiar, in the former battlefield, he also won in this way, charged, kept charging, divided and annihilated, infantry encircled and suppressed, this is the alliance in hundreds of years of war summed up their own tactics, almost invincible tactics.

But now, it is about to be broken, it is about to be replaced.

"It's just the afterglow today, and the age of the knights... It's coming to an end. ”

Danas let out a sigh that only he could hear, and in the aftermath, the field cannons of the Black Iron Dwarves let out a roar in unison, hundreds of scorching projectiles streaked through the dazzling trajectory in the air, and under the accurate calculations of the undead gunners, the landing point of this round of shells almost completely covered the front of the human position, as well as the rear of the knights who began to charge.

The projectiles of the cannon bounced off the ground, and it seemed as if they could pause them with just a foot outstretched, but they could still easily tear open the soldiers' bodies and then explode, drowning more life in the bitterness of the gunpowder.

As for the cavalry, at the moment when Marshal Gathiris gritted his teeth and led the cavalry into the undead formation, a second round of shells once again descended on the already terrified infantry positions, this time corrected by the shelling, and those shells became more accurate and deadly.

And Marshal Gasseris's heavy cavalry was still unstoppable, they were like a sharp knife, rushing back and forth between the undead skeleton soldiers, carrying out an astonishing efficiency of killing, if they were facing any human legion, at this time the charged side would probably have fallen into a collapse, but the undead would not.

Danas calmly looked at the undead army array that was penetrated and impacted in front of him, those insignificant individuals, those individuals who were easily overturned and trampled by the war horses, did not have the slightest fear, but were still under the command of the high-ranking knights, and used their bodies to surround the charge of the local heavy cavalry.

"What a soldier that all generals dream of... Perseverance, bravery, never fearless, carry out their orders..."

Danas snorted, looking at the heavy cavalry who were slowly losing speed in the encirclement of the undead, and soon, his gaze fell on the sky, and in the far sky, a huge red monster had appeared with its wings flapping.

And on the ground, Marshal Gathris, who was trapped by the undead, looked back, under the crazy shelling of the undead, his own formation... Already in a crumble, watching the infantry panicked looking for cover, the marshal's eyes shone with strong unwillingness, but whether he wanted to admit it or not, in this defensive battle, in the absolute superior firepower of the undead, he had already lost half of it.

"Dragons are fighting alongside us! We won't lose! ”

The marshal slashed down the undead who were hindering the breakthrough of the war horse with a sword, he shouted to boost morale, and behind the undead army, with the wave of Roglio's arm, one after another sunlight heavy cannons were slowly turned to the sky, and on the other side of the highland, outside the empty ruby sanctuary, Luminas looked at the red earth below with cold eyes, behind the bone dragon behind her, each bone dragon carried a lot of explosives, as well as some black iron dwarf explosives technicians.

"Give you 10 minutes!"

Luminas' voice rang in the ears of every undead powder technician:

"Plant these explosives at every key point in the Ruby Sanctuary! I'll clear the airspace for you... Remember, you only have 10 minutes! ”

"Those who have fallen behind, prepare in advance to sacrifice their lives for the victory of the Dark Blade."