The combined forces of the Dwarves of the Shining Cave and Black Lock Mountain City arrived on the battlefield at 10 a.m. on December 13.

During this period, the armies of the two sides facing each other across the Jingxi line have completely entered the white-hot stage. The Drow mistress who commanded the right flank of the entire army in Marasa, Sheraliel? Ban Yin even led his own guards to the front line in person, and he just put on an appearance of becoming a benevolent if he didn't succeed.

Now that the employer has already taken it personally, the dwarven engineers who are theoretically only responsible for building and maintaining the blades and installing the large war machinery seem to be worried that they will not receive the final payment after the death of their employer, and one by one they do not know that they have turned out their armor from there, and they have rushed to the bank of the Silent Creek with sharp axes and heavy war hammers. The so-called scientists know martial arts, and no one can stop them, and these hundred or so dwarven craftsmen and technicians have shown no less combat effectiveness than the personal guards of the Ban Yin Mother for a while.

Of course, even so, the Minas Crypt Lords, who had an absolute advantage in the battle situation, still did not devote all their strength to their own left flank. Because a few days ago, they had already found out that tens of thousands of dwarven reinforcements were coming. In the eyes of the "Four Heavenly Kings", the crypt lords who are in charge of the command of the whole army, more than 30,000 heavily armed dwarves may not be a decisive force, but they are enough to play the role of qualified spoilers in this huge battle battlefield. Although the decisive Bartre put all the main forces he could fight on the front line of Jingxi, he still left a certain amount of troops on both sides of the spiral staircase as a containment.

In Bartlet's concept, the dwarf man is infinitely large, with rough skin and thick flesh, but because of his short legs, he can't rush up. So it's a race that's good for defense but not very good at offensive charges. And the dwarven kings and lords of the past generations have taken advantage of their race to the extreme. Most of the military formations were mainly dense and well-organized heavy infantry phalanxes. Dwarven hoplites wearing dozens of kilograms of thick iron armor and carrying heavy shields. Once formed into a solid iron foot formation, it is really like a steel wall, and even those Auckland Praetorian Guards who charge like a landslide and thunder only dare to avoid its edge.

When fighting, the tactics of the dwarves are often to block the enemy's attack with dense and tenacious iron-footed formations, and use tools with excellent range and destructive power, such as repeaters, bed crossbows, trebuchets, etc., which have been magically modified by the dwarven master craftsmen. After the opponent's momentum is dissipated, use the phalanx as a unit to slowly squeeze the enemy's roundabout space. Until they are crushed.

This tactic is very practical, but the biggest problem is that it works too slowly and the campaign lasts too long. The kind of glorious victory in history in which the dwarves rarely crushed the enemy in an instant is related to the "slow pace" of this race's war.

On the two flanks of the spiral staircase, Bartley placed twelve thousand armies of gray dwarves who were also supposed to be good at defense, as well as forty-five thousand troglodytes.

Needless to say, the gray dwarves are taller than their average troglodyte, and all of them are equipped with shrimp-style armor, shorthair and shields as standard, making them warriors among troglodytes. They are the "elite" carefully selected by the Crypt Lords from among the thousands of trocaveman tribes that belong to the Minas Caves. Gritting their teeth, they were equipped with standard equipment, and they underwent a long period of off-the-job military training, and their discipline and fighting will finally reached the level that the "army" should have.

The three Crypt Lords, who were the commanders of the entire army, all felt that the dwarves had come from afar for reinforcements. It must be the elite of the Shining Cave and the Black Lock Mountain City, if you look at it under normal circumstances, your more than 50,000 centaurs should not be opponents. But after all, people are laborers. Even if you rush to the battlefield, you must be exhausted. It is estimated that it will take several hours just to set up the whole team. On the other hand, it didn't take long for them to get to the battlefield. They probably didn't carry too heavy weapons of war. Even if you can't really defeat the opponent, it shouldn't be a problem to maintain a draw for a long time. Wait until the main force has defeated the Drow elf troops on the opposite side, and then it is not too late to rush back to the three sides and encircle.

The person in charge of commanding this "diversion force" is a Crypt Lord named "Zambogen". He is a big bug who is very good at using earth elemental magic, not a battle magic like a ground thorn and a ground crack earthquake rock giant, but a means of defense such as rock armor and body protection and stone skin turning earth into a wall.

His descendants are a tribe of about 50 Ansdiworm people. This is a very rare race of dungeons, whose ancestors are said to have come from another plane, just like Mulens, the King of Rock Hidden. It has lived in the dark regions for thousands of years, but it is unknown whether the population has reached four figures.

Outwardly, it looks like a group of large praying mantis that can walk upright, making it a good place to be minions for the Crypt Lords. They have high intelligence, and they also have the innate ability to cast spells, and the martial arts that are very in line with the appearance of the earth insect people are even more treacherous and sharp, and the average combat effectiveness of the human race is extremely high. Although sparsely populated, it is also one of the animals at the top of the food chain in the dark regions. The Earth Worms do not have vocal cords and cannot speak naturally like most races in this world, but they can simulate vocalizations by casting spells, and they can communicate with each other through the amplitude created by their tentacles.

In addition to these powerful abilities, many of the older Worm warriors also possess a talent similar to the Paladin's Heraldic Aura ability, which allows them to transform themselves into humanoid moving totem poles and apply a buff similar to the Protector Stone Skin to nearby allies.

It can be said that Zambogen and his fellow insect-like friends are the most suitable commanders and officers for the task of containment and defense. Mantis, along with his two twin brothers, has indeed done the best to make the best of them.

When the two dwarf king flags appeared in the dungeon, there was a lot of commotion among the demon armies arranged around the spiral staircase. Especially the soldiers of the gray dwarves, when their eyes touched the two large flags engraved with the coat of arms of the king of the furnace castle and the coat of arms of the god of fire, they couldn't help but flash complicated expressions.

Hatred, pain, anger, madness, or mixed with longing, envy and sorrow. See it all.

If you come for a few more minutes, the human form will disperse. The team can't be carried, let alone fought. The Grey Dwarf Patriarchs immediately realized the problem. At that moment, he ran to Zambogen's side and said: "While the ground debris is not on a firm footing, we should rush up and take them by surprise!"

Zambogan glanced at the leaders of the dwarven tribe under his command, and shook his head silently, which was a sign of refusal.

He was originally a slightly conservative Crypt Lord, and many times he was so steady that he didn't look like a carnivore, and was secretly disparaged by some jealous of his brothers as "Toad General Zambogen". This is also because he obviously has such strength and popularity, but he is not ranked among the "Four Heavenly Kings", but his status is still below the small character Mantis.

"What if you can take the Golden Thunderbolt all at once? Muradin and Oyin? The head of Ingvar. My lord, you will surely get the Sacred Heart of the Two Holy Sees. The future Four Heavenly Kings must have a part of you! When the leader of the gray dwarves saw this, he changed his method to persuade him.

"Five of the Four Heavenly Kings are already devastating, and now there are six of them who want to make trouble?" Zamburgan wanted to say this, but in order to maintain his majesty as a general, he remained calm and silent.

"Tear, crackle, crackle!" The Crypt Lord's Zerg military adjutant, an old man. The old wormman, whose body looked a little rickety and weak, waved the tentacles on his forehead and made strange noises.

"Lord Besbugos means to keep your respective places! Dwarf. "A beautiful one. The harpy witch, with her delicate figure and brown feathers glowing with a hint of gold, giggled wickedly and coquettishly twice, and opened her mouth to translate. This witch named "Fei Ling". It is also Zambogen's right and left hand. From her appearance, which is almost reaching the average of the elves, it can be seen that this witch is very strong. Coupled with the loyalty to the sovereign, people are also very good at trouble. Naturally, he is very trusted and favored by the Crypt Lords. Of course, to some of the leaders of the vassal races who were regarded as cannon fodder by the Crypt Lords, the witch was more than his pet rather than a beneficiary of Zambogen.

Since this guy named Besbug is an elderly Anse worm and a military lieutenant of the Crypt Lord, he is naturally also a master of magic, of course, he has a way to use magic to make a sound, but he just waved his tentacles, which shows that people don't bother to talk nonsense with dwarves at all.

"But......" The gray dwarf chiefs really felt that it hurt their pride, but before they could refute, the Crypt Lord's guard captain, who was two heads taller than the average insect man, and more than two meters tall, poked his head over, and with dark purple compound eyes, condescendingly glanced at the dwarven chiefs who were only waist-high to his waist. His mouthparts trembled slightly, rubbing the air with magic, and bursting out into a piercing and sharp voice: "You guys...... Rude...... Get back...... Or...... Die! ”

His language was simple, and he could barely express what he meant, but perhaps the sound of the air rubbing out of the air had a sense of oppression like a clash of gold and iron, as if swords intersected, or perhaps the otherworldly creature wrapped in insect carapace was too terrifying, and opened four insect arms, and the carapace-like blades on them flashed with a metallic coldness. The gray dwarf chieftains looked at each other for a moment, exchanged frightened looks, and finally did not dare to make a mistake, so they had to retreat with an unwilling look.

In the eyes of outsiders and the "historians of later generations" who cheated on him, Zambogan's choice at that time was not only conservative but also stupid, but in fact his judgment was based entirely on reality.

In his opinion, whether it is a tribal chieftain-style gray dwarf, they are actually a group of soldiers who can defend but are not good at attacking. What's more, it is still the "caveman Praetorian Guard" who barely formed an army, don't look at a person who looks like a dog, the marching formation seems to be quite similar to that, but in the bones it is still a rabble. Although these cavemen are all "elite people" who are meticulously selected, no matter how elite the cavemen are, they are still only cavemen; This so-called "caveman Praetorian Guard", to put it bluntly, is just the product of a great achievement of Walsgard, the head of the Four Heavenly Kings, who has never fought any hard battles, and can only serve as a road specimen of the Minas Demon Cave. As for the group of gray dwarves, it was the first time that they had given orders under Zambogen's command, and it was estimated that it would take months of training just to get them used to obeying the orders of the Zerg officers at all levels.

But on the battlefield, the most lacking thing is time.

In Zambogen's view, only by performing their duties and assuming their own positions according to the initial deployment can the underground gang show the proper organization of the army. They should be expected to attack before they are in a position to be established...... Well, if you don't mess around first, you will already be lucky to trample half of the people to death.

"Our goal is only to pin down the enemy." The Crypt Lord commanded his subordinates, "If you want to eat them, let's wait until the main force comes back." ”

Zambogen is such a down-to-earth and low-key crypt lord, and he has never been ignorant of the problem of grabbing merit indiscriminately. Such a guy is naturally very slow to rise to the ranks, but he is also such a guy, but he is the most reassuring subordinate of the leaders. That's why the twins and Mantis chose this simple brother.

According to common sense, his conservative reaction is destined to make his troops unable to achieve any decent feats, but he will never be flawed by the enemy. As long as Zamburgan has made up his mind to pretend to be a shrunken turtle, the dwarves in their early 30,000s, even if all of them are the most elite iron-footed guards of the furnace castle, will definitely not be able to take it for a while.

…… If it's "common sense".

In this way, the 30,000 dwarves spread out the array in front of the eyes of tens of thousands of enemy troops, and the crypt lord saw such an unreasonable move of the other party, although he was puzzled, but he did not make any move. He's decided to keep things the same.

A few minutes later, hundreds of halos of light flickered within the dwarven array, like the moonlight moss that flickered between the stone pillars and the rock walls. Immediately afterward, the entire dark area suddenly turned into a field that was about to face a downpour in summer, and the continuous thunder roared incessantly, shaking tens of thousands of Minas demon soldiers in horror.

They were truly stunned, for the flames and explosions had already spread around them before the terrible "thunder" exploded. The scattered shockwaves, flames, and shrapnel turned into countless vortices of death, easily devouring the lives of cavemen and gray dwarves.

Dead people, completely unaware of what took their lives. And the living have to bear the sense of collapse of the subversion of the three views and the fear of the coming of death. In a sense, perhaps the former is more lucky.

"What the hell is this?!" The Crypt Lord was furious and roared loudly, "Are there a hundred archmages hidden in the dwarven army? (To be continued......)