Dark clouds pressed down on the city.
In the evening, Gonwa was as dark as a cold night. The snowy wind blew from the south like a knife, and the blood-stained roaring dragon flag fluttered.
The horn buzzed. Bulonia held Odín's hand and stood in the tower.
After tasting the power of the Black Wing tanks, the Dawn Legion decided to retreat completely and built a tight defensive line — Gonwa. This usually inconspicuous barren land was now a protrusion of the Dawn Legion's front line. It was like a protruding fang, posing a huge threat to the Black Wing clan and becoming the key to the main battlefield.
The humans knew the importance of Gonwa better than Black Wing. In a very short period of time, they used magic to build an unbreakable fortress group. Even if Black Wing continued to increase troops and launched dozens of attacks under Odín's leadership in half a month, they only took down three fortresses and pushed the front line 15 kilometers.
Odín looked at the black shadows surging under the tower and said, "In the early hours of the morning, a radiation dragon nest in the swamp was attacked. Of the thirty radiation dragons, only seven returned."
"Escaped back?"
Bulonia was shocked. "The scouts didn't notice. The other party should only be a small force. How could it cause so many casualties?"
"It's a group of dwarf mages. The leader seems to be called Maran."
"I've heard of this name."
Bulonia thought for a moment and said, "It's Maran Blazing Star, right?
A dwarf prince. When the swamp dwarves fell apart, only he took the Blazing Star clan to the south to provide dwarven magic technology to the Empire on which the sun never sets.
Those annoying creator puppets were made by Maran. "
"Is he very powerful?"
Odín looked down at her, his face a little tired.
"All the dwarf kings are blessed by Moradin," Bulonia said.
"But don't worry. Other than Blazing Star, the other two dwarf clans are under the Great Emperor.
McNeill has already brought his Thunder Blade clan here. I'll send him to deal with Maran. "
As he spoke, little Bulonia's expression gradually became excited. "It will be very fun when the time comes."
"You want them to kill each other?"
Odín frowned. "I don't think it's a good idea."
"There's nothing wrong with that. The dwarven alliance fell apart, and the dwarven kings had already turned against each other at that time. Now that I've arranged for them to meet, the dwarves should be thanking me."
Bulonia giggled, "Not to mention that Macnee knows Prince Maran very well. He is the most suitable candidate to deal with the Blazing Star Clan."
"Anyway, I don't think it's a good idea, but I'll listen to you."
Odín said. Seeing that the troops below had finished gathering, he said, "I should go."
"Don't go."
Bulonia pulled her hand. "You haven't rested in a long time, Odín, you big idiot."
The war had continued until now, and it was a huge test of the spirit, will, and faith of both sides. Buronia knew that the black-winged princess, who used to be the most sleepy in the palace, had not closed her eyes for half a month. She had been standing on the front line of the battlefield. She could barely be considered a fake god, but even a real god needed to meditate and rest to absorb faith and strength.
This guy was just trying to hold on.
"It's useless even if you go. The Radiant Moon Circle knows how to deal with you and the Eternal Spear."
Bulonia said quickly, not afraid of hurting Odín's self-esteem. "It can suppress you now, and even kill you."
"I know."
Odín nodded seriously. As the person involved, she knew better than Bulonia. As the number of times they fought increased, the data collected by the Radiant Moon Circle became richer and more comprehensive. Every time they fought with that thing, it was more dangerous and more difficult than the last time.
She took a deep breath and was silent for a while before she finally said, "I'm not going to face it directly. This time, I'll use the tactics you taught me before."
"You're finally enlightened." Bulonia's eyes lit up.
"That's the only way. We have to defeat the Dawn Army as soon as possible."
Odín said in a low voice, "In order to support this war, the entire Empire has been mobilized. Manager Hogg has raised taxes five times in a row. The taxes that citizens have to pay are six times more than ten years ago. The fields in the four provinces of the country are barren, and the clan lairs stationed in various places have long been empty. The voices of resistance and rebellion are getting louder and louder, and there are people hanged by the Demon Hounds in many places …"
"As long as the Great Emperor is here, the Empire will not collapse."
Bulonia interrupted her expressionlessly. "The situation in The Rising Sun City is even worse. If we drag it out, we'll win."
Odín stopped talking and jumped off the tower, landing lightly on the ground.
The soldiers of the Black Wings were waiting for her, exhaling bursts of white air. They did not need words of encouragement. After receiving the order to march, they immediately set off under the leadership of the clan leader. The continuous army was like a long black worm, silently wriggling forward.
… …
The horizon was like a flat, sharp blade. The sun flag of The Rising Sun City was looming under the falling snow. The eyes of the Dawn Army slowly turned, watching the approaching Black Wings Army.
After marching for a while, the monsters received the order to charge. The entire vanguard formation began to speed up. The steam tanks started moving, the tracks rattling. The heavily armored Grey Centaurs raised their hooves, and the sound of metal clashing could be heard.
The spell formation of the Dawn Army was right in front of them. It was a terrible killing field. A large number of spell veins crisscrossed. The spellcasters, under the heavy protection of spears, swords, and halberds, steadily constructed spell models to welcome the incoming Black Wings soldiers.
"Suppress them!
Don't let them cast spells!
Suppress the enemy's position! "
The goblins in the driver's cabin screamed, and the steam tanks let out ear-piercing roars. They opened fire as they advanced, and the long and thick barrels burst into flames. The shells directly smashed into the enemy's defensive line and exploded.
The explosion and roar tore apart the calm camouflage of Gonwa. For twenty days, there was not a day without the sound of fighting. The Black Wings and The Rising Sun City had invested nearly a million troops. It was roughly estimated that this ruthless meat grinder had swallowed the lives of 300,000 soldiers. What was terrible was that this terrible number would continue to rise today.
"Today is the day to wipe away the shame of the clan. Heavy cavalry, charge!"
The Centaur leader roared and slapped the heavy armor on his waist and abdomen with the long handle of his spear, making a crisp sound.
After entering the sprinting stage of preparing for battle, the heavy cavalry advanced faster and faster. The men and horses chased each other in the rolling snow and dust, almost running close to each other. They gradually broke away from the cover of the tanks and shot at the enemy like a sharp arrow.
All of this was within Bulonia's expectations. The Dawn Army, who had the Eyes of Detection, saw everything. Of course, they were also clear about the changes in the Black Wings' formation. The humans quickly pulled the front line apart, and tens of thousands of Dawn Spearmen emerged from the left and right wings.
This was obviously an outflanking formation. General Lyon used the same old trick to deal with the heavy cavalry in the Battle of Kohor.
But what he did not expect was that the Twilight Lord, who had been fighting against the Radiant Moon Circle for dozens of days, changed her strategy this time. She changed her shape, disguised herself as an ordinary gray horse, and launched a charge with the heavy cavalry.