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During the second southern expedition, the soldiers of the Church of Light were still not in the ranks of war, and only the combat priests were accompanied. After all, a large part of the Emperor** people were believers of Light. Rescuing the wounded was the most prestigious thing, and it was also what the Church of Light had been insisting on doing.

The chaos in the occupied area did not subside at all, but instead showed a tendency to become increasingly fierce. Even if the Knights of Light wanted to join the Nanzheng team, they would not be able to make any moves.

In this way, a huge army of 450,000 began to move towards the Eternal Fortress.

This time, Viarons set up a regular lineup, forward, central and rear-level scouts were thrown into the thousands of square kilometers between Eternal Fortress and Rist like a net. No matter how big rivers, mountains or dense forests, those who can drill must drill into it.

Before the Eternal Fortress, the artificial swamp that was filled in a few days last time was dug up again, and the area was larger.

This time, Viarons no longer asked the magicians to do this kind of work, but directly drove the soldiers to fill the land, and finally let the magicians do the compaction work.

Without high-efficiency magic, the landfill progress was astonishingly slow. Every time the emperor went forward, he had to suffer a lot of casualties. From time to time, a hand bone would be stretched out from the mud and pulled down the person. If someone came forward to rescue, more hand bones would be stretched out immediately.

Five thousand people were dispatched, and only one-tenth of the swamp was filled in the whole day, but more than one thousand people were damaged, without minor injuries, and all died.

Such deaths can even be compared with the death toll of a small-scale attack, but now I can't even touch the shadow of the enemy.

More than a dozen dark magicians stood on the wall of the fortress in a big manner, making Viarons want to shoot them down with one arrow.

The wheel guard, rest, the wheel guard, rest, and the second and third days are still repeated.

Viarons couldn't help but make up his mind and drove the terrified soldiers into the swamp that seemed to be open with invisible mouths.

In order not to collapse the sluggish morale, Viarons dispatched several groups of soldiers to attack from the only side of the fortress, attempting to harass the fortress’ defenders.

Fierce offensive and defensive battles were carried out on the city wall. Both sides had tacit understanding and did not use magic, they were carried out entirely by regular means, with bows and arrows shooting each other, ants, towers, siege cars, hammers, hot water, boiling oil, wood, bricks and stones... You go back and forth, it's so fierce.

As soon as this conventional war started, the command level of the enemy and us was immediately seen. The empire's side was flexible in dispatching, diverse in means, and timely grasping the opportunity. They attacked the city wall several times. Although they were quickly defeated, they also exposed the weakness of the commander of the Eternal Fortress who was inexperienced.

Originally, this kind of tentative attack could not change the situation, but Viarons soon saw the opponent's weakness and immediately sent additional troops.

The fatigue offensive was naturally not stopped day and night. Under the reflection of the fire, the imperial army launched wave after wave of attacks, hitting the wall again and again, and being pushed down again and again.

In this case, Viarons finally saw the hope of directly taking down the fortress. He did not care about letting the magicians maintain their magic power and quickly transferred some people to the attacking side.

After catching an opportunity, the magician regiment immediately launched. A group of huge fireballs hit the city wall, swept all the defenders on the wall off the wall. Then, the ground close to the city wall slowly rose in a violent tremor, forming a gentle slope that could directly rush up the wall.

The two batches of magic were successfully cast successfully, but Viarons felt an ominous premonition.

There are not no magicians in the fortress. Why did the other party not stop them, but instead allowed them to cast spells successfully?

As soon as the premonition arose, it immediately came true. The gate of the fortress opened, and a group of dwarf warriors with about a thousand people rushed out of it, and rushed directly to the magician group that cast the magic ground. Under the fire, the slightly dim skin showed that these were dwarf warriors who had already sacrificed their stone skin to protect themselves.

Viarons gasped and shouted at the messenger: - Protect the Mage! Protect the Mage! -

It's too late!

A thousand dwarves fight, and they can break through the camp of ten thousand human infantry at will. Even if they are heavy infantry, they must have at least two or three thousand people to block the opponent's impact.

But now there are no heavy armored knights, only a few thousand ordinary soldiers are standing in front of the mage group, and the mages have just spent a lot of magic, and now it is difficult to release even more advanced magic. But the dwarfs behind the stone skin are not afraid of those low-level magic.

Viarons only had one thought left in his mind, where did so many dwarfs come from?

A thousand dwarves fight, at least one large dwarve tribe can get it. The dwarves cannot send out all the main warriors.

So unless it is a war with the Dwarf Empire, humans usually don't have the chance to see so many Dwarf Beaters at once.

In order to prevent the opponent's black armored knights, Viarons also set up a large number of horse-rejecting horses, trapped horse pits, tripping horse ropes and other objects in front of the formation. These things are particularly useful for heavy armored knights. As long as you fall off the horse, the heavy armor of the armor alone will be enough to suppress the knights and make them a target that cannot stand up.

Who knew that what came out was not the cavalry, but the dwarf berserker whose impact was not inferior to that of the heavy armored cavalry.

Although Viarons received a message that he knew that the Dwarf tribe joined the Black Dragon Mercenary Group, he did not think that it would be a large tribe. With the Black Dragon Mercenary Group, it would be impossible to conquer a large dwarf tribe.

The number of small and medium-sized tribes is only more than 10,000 people. How could this 10,000 people gather thousands of dwarf berserkers?

However, reality forced him to believe it.

The dwarfs fought against the empire's battle formation, and the tripping horse rope was cut off by them in advance, and the horse was trapped in the pit and could not penetrate their big feet. The spear stabbed behind the horse was either cut off by a big axe or stabbed into the dwarfs, and they could not penetrate their petrified skin at all.

Some dwarves rushed forward, pushed away the horses with weapons, and pushed away the remaining dwarves. The remaining dwarves rushed in, rushed out of the opponent's camp, and rushed directly to the magician group.

Although it was very chaotic, the dwarves could barely see the structure of the dwarves' movements. Just because they did not cut down everything around them like crazy, they rushed directly towards the magician, which showed that these dwarves were not crazy in fighting.

Is this still a dwarf berserker? Crazy but not crazy. Furious dwarf?

A word jumped into Viarons' heart, which made him stunned.

If all this in front of him was not dazzling, then it must be the God of War coming back to the world, otherwise why would there be so many dwarfs?

The shocked magician group finally reacted. They barely cast magic, but at the beginning, they had consumed a lot of magic power, and at most they could only release some small fireballs and small ice thorns. Occasionally, a few medium-sized magics hit a few dwarves, but they could not affect the overall situation.

The soldiers around them fought desperately to surround the magician formation, but the narrow shape made them unable to expand.

The central army rushed into several lights of fighting spirit, and the powerful emperor finally couldn't help but take action. The great sword masters rushed their fighting spirit desperately and rushed towards the formation like a meteor.

The magicians who were not transferred to the front also began to perform magic together. A wall of earth slowly rose in front of the magician formation, trying to protect them.

Unfortunately, the central army is too far away.

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The earthen wall only rose to half a height, and the dwarves had already broken through the crowd. They rushed over the earthen wall with just one kick. As soon as the great swordsmen rushed to halfway, hundreds of dwarves had already rushed into the magician's camp.

The colorful light kept flashing, which was the shattered light of the magic shield, mixed with shrill screams.

When the great sword masters arrived, the magicians were already lying all over the ground. When they rushed into the camp, the dwarf berserkers met them without fear.

The magician was cut down and the dwarf berserker freed up his hand and rushed towards the ordinary soldiers.

Opponents of different levels and their formations were also broken. The imperial soldiers were like lambs to be slaughtered. A huge dwarf hammer or battle axe swung them, and they would be a large piece of them when they were slashed.

Several great sword masters rushed into the field, but had no time to save the magician. In anger, these great sword masters immediately poured fire onto the dwarf ground.

One of the great sword masters pierced out lightning in his hand, piercing through a dwarf's abdomen.

However, these dwarves are not real dwarfs. They are dwarves transformed by Lister. They are not only able to awaken and become crazy, but also have strong vitality. Small wounds can heal directly without even bandages.

The piercing of the abdomen is also fatal to put it on ordinary dwarfs, but the dwarf just frowned, threw away his weapons, and caught the opponent's sword.

The great sword master was shocked and thrust. He immediately felt two rays of energy slashing towards him. He had no choice but to release his weapon and retreat. Three and four dwarves surrounded him at the same time, forcing him to retreat again and again.

With a whoosh, a cage of bones tightly clamped his feet, causing his figure to pause, and this pause took his life.

On the fortress, the flames had been extinguished, and more than a dozen dark mages appeared on it, and dark magic was brewing.

These great sword masters were originally planning to come to save people, but now they are the ones who need to save their lives.

The dwarf berserks focused on them, and the dark mages on the city wall were also eyeing them, which made them feel stressed. As soon as they saw their companions die, they immediately swung their fingers and retreated.

The battle was extremely tragic, with splattering blood and flying pieces of meat everywhere.

The field is narrow and no matter how many people are, they cannot be used. The advantage of the number of people in the empire cannot be reflected. As the saying goes, the brave will win when they meet on a narrow road, and the brave and tenacious dwarfs will defeat the enemy's camp again and again.

However, although the dwarf berserker's vitality is tenacious, he is not immortal after all, and he cannot withstand the enemy's continuous offensive. After fighting for more than an hour and losing about one-third of the number, the signal of withdrawal was finally heard in the direction of the fortress.

The scene has always been the Dwarf Berserkers, and retreating is easy, and after a moment, they retreat completely.

The magician on the city wall kept casting erosion magic, clearing the gentle slope created by the magic. After a while, the terrain returned to its previous appearance.

The battle report was sent to the central army's tent. If he hadn't been worried about not being able to lose his composure in front of his hands, Viarons would have jumped on the spot.

The 1,500 magicians sent to him lost 1,000 people in one breath. Although they were all junior and middle-level mages, they were enough to make his heart bleeding.

You should know that the total army of 450,000, and the number of magicians in the magician group was only 5,000, and they lost one fifth at once. Don’t think of the commander-in-chief of the Royal Magic in the future. The Demon Search Master Tituwenson will give him a good look.

The fatigue tactics could no longer be implemented, and Viarons followed the original steps and sent soldiers to continue to fill the swamp step by step.

Overall strength, the small Eternal Fortress cannot be compared with the imperial army at all. Once this cautious style of play is unfolded, the Eternal Fortress will never find another chance of victory.

Ten days later, the swamp was filled and the empire launched a general attack.

The regular siege and the regular way to defend the city, the enemy and us fought to the death on the city and below. The siege side fought bravely and fought for the first place, and the defending side was unswerving.

At this time, what you are fighting for is human life!

There were waves of offensives, to the last period of walls, to the last period of battle. The war continued day and night, and to the end, even the bodies piled up in the city and under the city had no time to collect them.

For seven days and seven nights, the 30,000 soldiers in the fortress were all lost, and nearly 60,000 people were killed in the empire, and countless injured people were injured.

Looking at the last section of the city wall filled with the figures of imperial soldiers, the exhausted Viarons finally couldn't help but sigh.

It is hard to imagine that the allied army would have the will to fight to the death. But this is a fact. Now that the fortress is captured and there is no trace of the enemy behind it, there should be no major changes next, right?

Viarons asked himself with some uncertainty. He suffered two great losses. He is no longer so confident in his judgment.

As soon as this thought arose, a strong dark element fluctuation suddenly erupted in the fortress. The dark element was so rich that it formed a black fog. Three figures covered in the black fog rose to the sky.

It turned out to be the Demon Search Master!

Most people never have the chance to meet a demon seeker in their entire lives.

Among the nine great demon seekers known to the world, four demon seekers have long lived in seclusion, focused on researching without caring about the world. Among them, two have the nationality of an alliance, and two have the nationality of an empire, and have not appeared in the secular world for many years.

Now that the war is raging, no one knows whether they are dead or alive.

Two of the other five are serving for the Imperial Royal Family, namely the Royal Magic Commander-in-Chief Tituvanson and the Royal Magic Academy Dean Rhinenadan.

There is another person standing on the side of the empire, the director of the Inquisition of the Church of Light, the cardinal, and the light-based demon-seeking teacher Ferion.

The alliance also has two magicians, namely the honorary president of the Belkin Magic Academy of the Rivi League, Nalan Dino, Wevens, Dunedin, and the former patriarch of the gangster clan, the dark demon seeker Agulito.

However, Dunedin, the honorary president of the Belkin Magic Academy of the Rivi League, has already died in the assassination of Aurora Land.
To be continued...