Volume 4: The Fall of the Dragon Chapter 236 Actors in Place
At the same time - Astrana battlefield.
"Kane - are you ready? I think it's time for you to show your worth."
Cain Bloodhoof, who had been watching the battle nearby, sighed. He had witnessed too much killing today. The more he saw, the more he realized that the Emperor Shenwu was a terrible ruler. The war he launched involved everyone, and the Tauren were destined to be unable to stay out of it.
"I've got everything ready, tell me what you need me to do?"
"Go there and open a passage." Emperor Shenwu said, pointing at the battlefield.
Cairne Bloodhoof nodded, "I will complete your mission."
After he let out a loud roar, he led more than a thousand Tauren heavy-armored warriors who had been prepared and rushed towards the river mouth.
At this time, the area at the river mouth had become a meat grinder. The ancient war trees trampled the flesh of the centaurs, the black dragons burned the ancient war trees to ashes, and the elite archers of the night elves shot the black dragons down from the sky...
Brutal fighting broke out in every area. Both sides invested a large number of troops. One side wanted to open a gap, while the other side resisted to the death. Countless lives were lost every moment.
The addition of these one thousand heavily armored Minotaur warriors instantly tilted the balance of war towards the Centaur Empire.
The Tauren are over three meters tall, each holding an axe or a heavy hammer. They have three skills: Crushing Blow, Life Tenacity, and Ancestral Power. Crushing Blow, in particular, once triggered, will cause area damage to surrounding enemies. In addition, large creatures have anti-infantry damage bonus, so joining the melee at this time is the nemesis of these bear monsters.
A thousand heavily-armored Tauren warriors crushed the enemy in one fell swoop, forcing the bear monsters to flee in panic, and they were about to create a gap.
Seeing that the bear monster could not hold on any longer, Tyrande quickly sent new units to join the battlefield.
More than a dozen mountain giants, each more than ten meters tall, rushed up carrying large trees.
Although the Minotaur is only three or four meters tall and looks mighty and extremely burly in front of the bear monster, he immediately becomes a dwarf compared to these mountain giants.
These mountain giants are made of rocks, and the weapons in their hands are taken directly from whole trees.
Dozens more Chimera monsters with a wingspan of more than 20 meters flew out from the Chimera roosts and joined the battlefield. These terrifying monsters had two huge strange heads, one lion's head and the other a sheep's head. They could attack with lightning breath and strong acid venom at the same time.
For the Tauren, a ground unit with no anti-air capabilities, it was a one-sided massacre.
The Minotaur was in a miserable state now. They were beaten up by the mountain giants and then targeted by the lightning and venom of the Chimaera in the air. They fell down in rows.
Fortunately, the black dragon led by Morpheus did not leave, and fought with Chimaera, giving the Minotaur a little respite.
Cain Bloodhoof swung his battle axe, but was unable to break through this line of defense.
The Great Emperor Shenwu was not surprised by this result. He continued to send troops into this meat grinder-like gap with an expressionless face. Three thousand, five thousand, ten thousand Centaurs rushed in in groups and died in groups.
Corpses continued to pile up on the battlefield. Upon seeing this, the Emperor Shenwu sent out a team of Centaur necromancers. These spellcasters who studied evil witchcraft summoned skeletons from the dead bodies to rejoin the battle. However, these Centaur necromancers did not remain arrogant for long, as they were soon assassinated by a group of elven shadow assassins who appeared out of nowhere.
The expression of Emperor Shenwu gradually became solemn. The night elves are indeed the chosen race with thousands of years of inheritance. Their foundation is really strong.
Various extraordinary soldiers emerged one after another, and various allied races continued to emerge, causing this estuary plain to become a black hole that devoured life. He now had tens of thousands of elite troops filling this bottomless pit.
Although the Centaur Empire has an army of one million, most of them are mid-level monsters of around level 20 or 30 used to make up the numbers. There are also many low-level monsters of level 10 or so. The real high-level monsters do not exceed 100,000, and one third of them have been consumed here alone.
Shadow of War: Boss, Cenarius has been killed.
Emperor Shenwu: Well done. How did you die?
Shadow of War: Hellscream's leap slash, in addition, Hellscream drank the demon's blood.
Emperor Shenwu: I understand. Take your people back. There may be other tasks for you to do next.
After closing the private message, Emperor Shenwu seemed to be thinking about something. It seemed that the previous speculation of the advisory group might be true. There might really be such a thing as destiny line in this world.
Especially for those key characters in the plot, this sense of fate is extremely profound.
I just don't know how strong this force of fate is? Can it be reversed by human power?
Haha, okay, then let me try what it feels like to defy fate and change my destiny.
Thinking of this, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Emperor Shenwu's mouth.
He took a look at the still tense battle situation and made up his mind that it was time to put all his chips on the line.
Without the potential threat of Cenarius, he could finally let go and cast his spell.
The key now lies in this gap. Once it is torn open, the Centaur army can rush into the city.
"Mother Earth, please lend me your power. Elements from the abyss of deep rock, obey my command!"
BOSS skill - summon granite golem.
Boom! The ground suddenly cracked and bulged, and huge rock-structured creatures slowly crawled out from the ground. Four granite puppet giants, more than ten meters tall, rushed forward to the battlefield.
Then, hundreds of harpies rushed into the field with their wings fluttering. They did not participate in the air battle between the black dragon and the hippogryph, but swooped down one after another, each harpy holding a goblin bomb.
Boom boom boom! A series of explosions completely defeated the mixed force of bear monsters and elf warriors, leaving only eight or nine mountain giants still holding the line.
But the granite golem that followed immediately let them know which one was harder, granite or stone.
These huge guys, who were nearly twenty meters tall, punched each other in the face, causing a shocking fight. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Centaurs headed deep into the city.
However, a druid wearing a feather robe and a big beard appeared in front of the two armies.
Fandral Staghelm (Archdruid): "Feel the wrath of nature."
Plague of thorns!
Countless vines grew out from the ground and entangled the centaurs and minotaurs.
Hundreds of night elf sword dancers joined the battle shortly thereafter. These double-bladed warriors had tens of thousands of years of combat experience and were extremely skilled in swordsmanship. They possessed three skills: dodge, critical strike, and blade dance.
This Blade Flurry is another magical skill that allows these level 50 elite swordsmen to have super-strong harvesting capabilities.
The Centaurs that broke into the gap were slaughtered like chopping vegetables and melons.
Damn it, it was almost there! Seeing the Centaur raiders that had rushed in being chopped down one by one and then pushed back, the Emperor Shenwu showed a gnashing expression for the first time.
Or it's because the monster level is too low. These low- and medium-level wild monsters in their twenties are really too weak. No matter how many of them rush in, they will all be chopped down. It's okay to charge and kill the archer troops, but you will be dumbfounded if you encounter high-level soldiers.
While continuing to dispatch troops to fill the space, the Shenwu Emperor glanced at the Khan's personal guards 2,500 meters behind him.
These Khan's personal guards are his real elite troops, all elite monsters.
However, he did not intend to get involved unless it was absolutely necessary.
These are high-level soldiers that require a lot of experience to level up. It took so many battles to accumulate these three thousand Khan's personal guards. Once they are all gone, there will be no way to replenish them in a short time.
"Deathwing, I need your help." He shouted to the black dragon king in the sky.
Murphy had been watching the fun in the sky. He didn't care whether the Centaur could win or not. However, now that the other party asked for help, he had to take action.
"Hehe, as you wish! Get your men ready, and I will clear a path."
As Murphy spoke, he took a deep breath and dived towards the battlefield below, heading straight for the river mouth. Morpheus, who had been working without any effort, hurriedly flew aside to make way for the attack. Deathwing suddenly spread his wings, and the dark wings cast a shadow like the god of death, and opened his mouth - a raging flame!
The raging dragon fire gushed out, and vines, bear monsters, centaurs, minotaurs, and even mountain giants were instantly reduced to ashes in the flames.
Only the granite golem, with its rock structure and high resistance to fire, survived .
This burst of flames spurted out from one side of the estuary to the other, burning out a passage of ashes and flames. The flames scattered in all directions, and the hundreds of elves' sword dances disappeared without a trace, all turning into charred corpses on the ground.
As soon as Murphy exhaled a breath of dragon, he was shot all over by arrows by the night elf archers behind the line.
He didn't care. The thick dragon scales gave him extremely high damage reduction. He was completely different from Morpheus in the past when he needed to dodge. He just endured the anti-aircraft attacks and continued to lick the ground. After a few breaths of dragon breath, the archer troops also suffered heavy casualties.
Seeing Deathwing wreaking havoc in the city and burning the night elves' direction to pieces, the Emperor Shenwu immediately seized the opportunity.
"It's time to attack on all fronts!"
Ten thousand Centaur raiders rushed in. Although the combat power of these monsters in their twenties was not strong, they were cheap. The system would refresh them in large quantities every day. It was not a big deal if they died, so he gritted his teeth.
"Xiao Chen, lead a thousand Khan's personal guards to charge in and supervise the battle from behind!"
I was so nervous that I didn't even want to act.
The Xiao Chen mentioned by the Emperor Shenwu is a 'White Horse General' with pure white hair, silver scale armor, and holding a Desolate Halberd. Although he is a centaur, he actually has a heroic temperament.
Thousands of troops avoided the man in white robe (Centaur commander): "Yes, Your Majesty, just wait and see." After saying that, he waved his halberd and charged forward with a thousand Khan's guards.
With the BOSS's halo to boost morale, the ten thousand Centaur raiders immediately rushed into the city like crazy and started madly hacking at the scattered elven archers.
A thousand Khan's personal guards slowly advanced behind and eliminated all survivors.
As this wave of attacks entered the city, the situation in Astrana suddenly fell into danger.
At this moment, a message appeared in Murphy's private message channel.
Wang Xuan: Mo Fei, you bastard. I asked you to stop the rise of the Centaur Empire, not to help them rise. What the hell are you doing?
Murphy was too lazy to pay attention and just kept spewing flames, wondering why those people hadn't come yet.
Soon the whole city was engulfed in flames, with burning trees everywhere.
A white tiger suddenly appeared on top of a tall tree tower, on which sat Tyrande, who was wearing a long white dress.
Deathwing! Tyrande stared at the huge monster in the air. Ten thousand years ago during the War of the Ancients, she had witnessed the fall of Deathwing with her own eyes. She did not expect to see it again ten thousand years later.
Despite the huge difference in strength, she had to fight.
Tyrande drew her bow and shot an arrow. The arrow drew a silver meteor and shot into the gap between the two scales.
-1795!
Murphy felt a slight pain in his chest, looked down, and immediately laughed.
Neltharion (Black Dragon King): "Little elf, you are very brave - but also very foolish. Who gave you the courage to face the wrath of the Black Dragon King?"
Tyrande (High Priestess of the Moon): "Get out of my city, Deathwing. Cenarius will be here soon! Don't blame me for not warning you."
Neltharion (Black Dragon King): "Hahahaha, tiny elf, your bluffing means nothing to me. I don't care about Cenarius at all. Besides, the demigod you serve has fallen. Nothing in this world can stop me!"
Nozdormu (Keeper of Time): "Brother, have you forgotten about us?"
The air behind Tyrande suddenly twisted, and an elf with long bronze hair walked out. He had a high bun, long flowing beard, and a naked upper body with dragon tattoos. The right shoulder armor was in the shape of a dragon's head. Time seemed to flow in the dragon's eyes, and the peculiar shape gave him a sense of detachment.
"Nozdormu? It's you!" Deathwing's voice was filled with shock and anger, but Murphy secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
You guys are finally here. If you hadn't come, I wouldn't know how to act. You can't really scold Tyrande to death and let the Centaur Empire rise.
Nozdormu (Keeper of Time): "Yes, it is me. Your evil plan will eventually fail, but I think you have already expected this, right?"
Murphy was slightly stunned, thinking what does this mean? There is something else behind the words.
Neltharion (Black Dragon King): "Hehe, after all these years, you are still the same, liking to play riddles."
Suddenly, a black dragon lord cried out in the sky, "Lord Neltharion, we are under attack."
In the sky, red dragons, green dragons, blue dragons, bronze dragons, and dragons all appeared out of thin air and launched an attack on the black dragon army.
Murphy looked up and felt greatly comforted. Thank God you brought a lot of brothers with you. It’s so good. If you had come less, my conspiracy would have really succeeded.
