Green Monster Epic

A dense cloud of arrows gathered, drawing arcs in the sky with mournful wails, shooting towards the Thornsburg fortress in two completely opposite directions.

Magic - Arrow Protection

Under the influence of the deflection field, the shooting direction of some arrows changed, either splashing at large angles towards the surrounding areas, or the energy carried by the arrows was consumed, unable to fly forward, and slowly falling to the ground.

However, some arrows still landed accurately on the targets shot by the archers. Accompanied by the clanging of metal collisions and the hissing sound of flesh being pierced, warriors fell to the ground one after another. More warriors groaned in pain, but their movements and will remained firm and fearless in the face of the enemy.

The siege warfare had not stopped since it began. After a full five days of uninterrupted assault, the thick walls of Thornsburg, which had stood tall on the earth for thousands of years, were mottled and scarred. The walls that bore the brunt of the attack were covered with traces of siege equipment and magic. The most severely damaged areas had already sprouted cracks extending from the base to the top of the wall, like black lightning bolts imprinted on the wall.

Beneath the city walls, corpses were scattered everywhere, belonging to the brave warriors of various wilderness races and the elf soldiers guarding the city, dyeing the ravaged earth in various colors. The corpses piled up like mountains turned into minced meat, continuously trampled by the wilderness warriors climbing and attacking the city, making it difficult to distinguish their outlines.

Magic - World-Destroying City Burning

Magic - Thor Descends

Strategic-level magic enveloped the battlefield, lightning flashed and turned into a huge electric net, and meteorites made of lava dragged long tails, constantly falling on the city and below, ruthlessly reaping the lives of the soldiers on both sides.

There were also huge projectiles whistling past, continuously hitting the solid city, and towering arrow towers constantly approaching the city…

The dwarf goblin commander Albad, with a frosty expression, concentrated on examining the temporary magic sand table in front of him. Beneath his seemingly calm expression, his brain was running at high speed. The decisions he made after careful consideration were immediately spoken and conveyed to the adjutant who had been waiting beside him.

The orders were quickly delivered to the hands of the frontline combat officers and carried out quickly without conditions. Although some people inevitably showed a hint of fear and apprehension in their eyes, the Northern Coalition had not experienced any problems with morale so far.

You should know that in the past five days of fierce fighting, the coalition forces had already lost more than 200,000 excellent warriors on the battlefield, which was equivalent to 1/5 of the total force of the entire Northern Coalition.

If this had happened a hundred years ago, the soldiers of an army similarly composed of wilderness natives would have lost their will to fight after such a large loss. Although they would not have scattered like birds and beasts, their combat effectiveness would have inevitably declined severely.

This was thanks to the Northern Territory's construction of the army in recent years, especially the large-scale training of knight-like officers as grassroots backbones, allowing them to shoulder the important task of uniting the army's morale. Coupled with the bloodlust, mechanized mindsets, and other magical effects applied to the soldiers of the combat legions by the spellcasting team, the results had already been verified on the actual, brutal battlefield.

“Order the Storm Legion and the Stone Legion to prepare for a breakthrough!!”

Just as the commanders of the headquarters were focusing on the sand table in front of them, occasionally issuing reminders or murmuring to themselves, the young and powerful voice of the dwarf goblin commander Albad rang out again. This ordinary order immediately caused a group of people to raise their heads and look back, focusing their attention on the dwarf goblin commander.

“Marshal, is it too early to use the Storm Legion now?”

The dwarf goblin chief of staff, Salah, walked to Albad's side with a hesitant expression and whispered to confirm or persuade him again.

“No, the time is almost up!!”

As a commander, and a commander who was leading such a large-scale army for the first time, Albad had spent a lot of energy and physical strength on every decision he had made in the past five days, because he was very clear that every order he gave was related to the lives of thousands of wilderness warriors.

As a quasi-demigod powerhouse, Albad had lived for too long, so long that many of his emotions as a sentient being had been worn away. At the same time, as an excellent mage, he was naturally good at controlling his emotions, but after all, this was a major event related to the layout of the entire Northern Territory for hundreds or even thousands of years in the future, and Albad ultimately felt a great responsibility.

“Pass down the order!!”

“Now!!”

“Yes!!”

The Storm Legion was one of the ten regular legions of the Northern Coalition, and it was also one of the most explosive legions. The entire army of 12,000 warriors was composed of ogres, bear goblins, trolls, and other high-level peak berserkers from non-Greenwild tribes.

All of its members wore Storm-type high-level magic equipment that enhanced their instantaneous explosive power. It was a powerful legion specially built for decisive strikes and forced breakthroughs on the battlefield.

Even compared to the Death Scythe Legion, which was formed by Greenwild headquarters berserkers, the Storm Legion was only slightly inferior in terms of instantaneous explosive power, but it was a bit more powerful in protracted battles, because the three thousand ogre berserkers in this legion, with an average height of more than two meters and seven meters, looked like a human wall just standing in front.

The Stone Legion was the only shield warrior legion among the ten regular legions, specially built for siege and positional defense operations.

Now that Albad was simultaneously mobilizing these two trump card legions in his hands, it was clear that he had decided to break through the city wall defenses and enter the next stage of the city-breaking battle.

However, in the eyes of other staff members and commanders, although Thornsburg seemed to be crumbling, the city's defenses could still hold out for a long time, and the fighting will of the defending elf soldiers was still very firm, which was not a suitable time for the Northern Coalition to break through.

However, Albad was, after all, the commander of the entire army. Since the other party had issued an order and his attitude was firm, even if the subordinates had different opinions, the military literacy of 'obeying the orders of superiors and following commands' that had been engraved in everyone's souls was quickly implemented after only a brief hesitation at this time.

“Find me the weakest point of the current defense of the southern city.”

“Order the legions attacking the city on the east and west sides to launch the maximum intensity of attack on the city with the troops in their hands within the next half magic hour!!”

“Order the spellcasting team to summon more than fifteen elemental giants…”

In order to pave the way for the siege operations of the two main legions, Albad subsequently issued more than a dozen orders. Soon, the magic eyes monitoring the entire siege battlefield transmitted the picture back. The war, which had been slightly calmer, became fierce again. The sounds of fighting, roaring, and magical explosions could be heard faintly even in the rear headquarters, which was more than twenty miles away from the main battlefield.