The player, Eli Steiner, the lord of the kingdom, had his black beard tangled in blood.
"Damn it, is this human lord an NPC or a player like us? How can he be so strong, commanding a Tier 1 unit as if it were a Tier 2 or even a Tier 3 unit?" The soldiers beside him were hit by a storm of attacks, and their dwarf slashing movements seemed to be a third slower than the enemy's.
Eli Steiner swore that they were not yet physically exhausted.
But the battle situation led to their encirclement!
Located at the outermost point of the battlefront at 4 o'clock, Eri Stina felt as if a raging torrent was crashing against a giant rock.
Blood and body parts flew everywhere.
"My lord, it seems we're surrounded!"
A second-tier dwarf hammer-wielder, carrying his own unique lord's banner, formed a relatively small force among more than twenty banners.
At this moment, a dwarf player lord roared, "Eri Stina, the human troops beside you have strangely formed a spindle shape! Be careful!"
Eri Stina stared incredulously at the incredibly resilient human lord who had transformed into a U-shaped formation!
They swallowed up all of their vanguard lords' troops.
On the right, two Tier 2 werewolf warriors wielding steel swords displayed even greater ferocity than the Tier 3 hero lords, their entire bodies gleaming with an eerie, cold light from their Tier 2 silver armor! Under their leadership, the cavemen behind them seemed to have unleashed some kind of bloodthirsty skill!
It was like a steel blade that had struck the ribs of the dwarf army!
He plunged the knife deep into their ribs!
"Aaaaaah!!!"
Blood splattered on the ground as Eri Stina clutched his bleeding chest... The dwarves around him were all being slaughtered... With the encirclement completed and the spindle formation in place, their vanguard on the flanks had been surrounded by the enemy.
"Battlefield Announcement: Player Lord Eri Stina has been killed in action. Seven Tier 2 Dwarf Warriors and 15 Tier 1 Dwarf Fighters have collapsed in morale and are fleeing the battlefield!"
"Battlefield Announcement: Player Lord Ali Anasen has been killed in action. The morale of 12 Tier 2 Dwarven Shield Warriors has collapsed, and they are fleeing the battlefield..."
"battlefield……"
Donsuf Oleg stared incredulously at the three white flags.
"They've been defeated!"
"Weakness! Weakness!! We must break through their network of defenses now, otherwise the encirclement from both sides will continue to solidify, and they will launch an even larger encirclement operation against us!"
Everyone knew that once surrounded, they would face enemy forces on one side and in front, in addition to friendly forces behind them.
The real problem isn't these things; the bigger issue is that the morale of the surrounded troops is plummeting!
The enemy forces, on the other hand, seem to have a tradition of fighting to the death! Not a single monster of theirs retreated!
At this moment, Su Yue was leisurely riding his horse, Bai.
Watching the dwarf troops collapse on the flanks of the battlefield.
Is that all there is to it?
"So they really are a group of players? From Germany, France, or Italy?"
The modified concave formation of the double-headed formation began to take effect, and Su Yue's lord trait, "Backstab: Increases the flank damage of friendly units by 15%," activated. He didn't even activate the battlefield negative effects of the artifact Arachne, such as "Slowness" and "Sorrow," which reduced morale.
Instead, they chose to keep a backup plan.
Similarly, Su Yue did not order Europa to use healing magic in response to the deaths of the cave dwellers and his subordinates.
"Boom! Boom!"
The sounds of catapults and quadruple-barreled cannons exploded in Su Yue's ears, but if they had chosen to target the soldiers with strategic weapons from the beginning, there might have been a sliver of a chance to repel Su Yue. Now, it was too late to mend the fence after the sheep were lost.
Seven or eight cave dwellers were blown to pieces by hurled boulders.
Su Yue rode his white horse toward the front of the battlefield.
Europa admired the immovable, handsome, and otherworldly divine sovereign lord!
She was completely absorbed in admiring his retreating figure.
"It's really perfect..."
Angels describe a human's appearance as good-looking, not using terms like "handsome" or "ugly," because Heaven itself is a place that gathers the most beautiful things in the world and exists as a symbol of light and holiness.
At this moment, Su Yue's back seemed to be branded with a pure white sacred seal.
The unique aura of majesty and holiness generated by the S-rank top-level profession of the Divine Ruler began to spread outwards.
"Lord's divine power aura spreads: Your subordinates' morale +10."
The battle log meticulously recorded every minute detail and piece of combat data that occurred on the battlefield, highlighting the stark contrast between the casualties of the cave dwellers and the dwarves. Especially after the spindle formation formed an encirclement, the intensity of the Su Yue tribe's offensive increased by another 15%!
Including the fear of the enemy brought about by the siege, and the trembling effect of the retreat.
The build-up of morale was like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
The dwarf troops at the front lines began to retreat in a manner reminiscent of wheat fields being blown down by the wind!
Loire Jéke: "Defeated?"
His friend, Donsuf Oleg, roared in the communications: "We have to retreat! They're almost completely surrounded!"
Henriette von Godwin: "Retreat, Loire, we are no match for the human lord before us... This guy is probably not a high-ranking member of the Dwarven Empire, nor is he the Chosen player that General 'Red Hammer' Bodun mentioned."
Loire Jeke's expression was one of extreme resentment. This was a test of trust from the upper echelons of the Dwarven Empire, the lord of the Northern Fortress. Passing it would grant them deeper access to the rare mineral veins and various resources of the Dwarven Northern Fortress. Anyone who has played games knows that factions have many treasures to exchange for, and Loire Jeke coveted the Dwarven Empire's high-level equipment and elite troops of Tier 3 and above.
Their ability to build territory blueprints, their iron forging blueprints and master blacksmiths, especially the support and faction effect provided by the Northern Fortress, were, in Loire Jeke's view, enough to give them an absolute advantage and lead over other players in the early stages of the Turin world.
But he never expected this.
Before they could even get off to a successful start, they suffered a crushing defeat!
If Napoleon of Florence had known he would be defeated, he probably wouldn't have escaped from that prison and island... He was European, so he knew a great deal about Napoleon's deeds... Loire Jéke said:
"We have lost, let's retreat! Tell all our brothers in Europe that we will never forget this humiliation."
The sound of horns signaling the gathering of several players came through the communication channel!
A horn made of cow horn.
The sound was like a rattle-drum. Nikita Pandoko, a lord player charging ahead, led a Tier 3 dwarven long-bearded heavy hammer-wielder, and amidst the sea of people, he was like a sharp knife piercing through cowhide.
They broke through the weak encirclement of the U-shaped formation!
“Nikita Pandoko charged in! He’s also a third-tier subordinate dwarf lord…”
"Redbeard's chosen one is really powerful."
A dwarf from the oversight team stood on the hillside, deeply moved.
The defenses of over three hundred cavemen and big-eared monsters were breached, and immediately a dozen dwarf warriors, along with the dwarf long-bearded hammer-wielder and Lord Nikita Pandoko, launched a desperate charge against the lone White Horse Lord!
"Well done!" The dwarf lord, Donsuf Oleg, who should have retreated, did not retreat this time either. The morale of his dwarf soldiers also surged, forming a resolute reef amidst the white flags of retreat and defeat.
“Nikita Pandoko, well done!” Henriette von Goldwin roared.
...
"Hmm?"
"Breaked through the encirclement? The strength of a third-tier unit is indeed formidable." Su Yue held the reins, lazily watching the red-bearded dwarf lord charging towards him.
In the scene, they are led by Nikita Pandoko and the dwarf long-bearded hammer-wielder.
In this battle, they finally faced the formidable Lord Whitehorse.
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