Chapter 1297 The Battlefield Is Equivalent to a Game

Fifteen minutes...

Imric let out a breath, and estimated that the time to engage the enemy was still fifteen minutes.

This battle was really frustrating. It took so long just to see the racing style of the Big Belly King.

Eltharion is already wearing a helmet, his wings are fluttering in the wind, and the armor inlaid with the Heart of Elsa gemstone is a gift jointly given to the war lord by the two majesties.

The secret technology from the deepest part of Vaal's Anvil, coupled with the divine power given by the Queen herself, allows him to fight tenaciously even when suffering multiple fatal wounds.

As for some hidden dangers, Imric specifically told Eltharion to pay attention to magic damage. Some mysterious and strange powers were not something that the orthodox wizards of the elves could predict.

After a technological breakthrough, Béranal reshaped the Amulet of Hoth and hung it firmly around the student's neck.

The serious war lord, even without drawing his fang sword, filled the surroundings with a chilling atmosphere just by relying on the Carmen spear as his staff.

While riding on the Wings of Storm and fighting side by side with the Flameborn Knight, Eltharion reminded the Phoenix King, who was dressed in regular clothes as if he was here to watch.

"Imric, you should stay here and command...instead of charging into the battle with a spear, which would bring disgrace to Ulthuan."

"It's really disappointing... If it were in the past, you would have invited me to fight side by side instead of nagging me and emphasizing the face of the monarch."

"There will be a chance, but not now."

Eltharion walked quickly towards Stormwing. According to the pre-arranged tactical arrangements, he would lead the Elf Air Force to support.

Why is it just the Elf Air Force? Because the Emperor of the Empire chose to appear in person, galloping through the sky with the claws of death to save the dwarves from fire and water.

Of course, many people didn't take the empire's gryphons seriously at all. The appearance of six giant dragons... plus a giant black dragon lying on the top of the mountain taking a nap, and a dinosaur lizard strong enough to knock down the mountains. This gave the empire a great shock.

Karl has already left, and the High King will not hesitate on the way to rescue his compatriots. From the throne of power, he declares that the reckoning of the dwarves has begun.

Amethyst Grand Master needs to lead the mage group to fight against the green skin's unusual spells. Ludwig will fight on the front line and kill every green skin in the name of the emperor.

Now the only big shot left in the frontline command room is Kurt.

The command room was built in the open air, and the mountain breeze blew from the canyon, bringing with it an indescribable stench.

Imrik, who has an extremely sensitive sense of smell, turned into pig liver as soon as he smelled the stench.

He could get used to most gases, from the indescribable stench of Nurgle to the smell of tar when corpses were burned, but feces... was absolutely intolerable to him.

The Phoenix King covered his nose and lay limply on the chair, looking in a state of ruin as he waited for the battle to begin.

Kurt saw this situation, but did not make any move. He was still focused on the sand table, as if he didn't care about the aura.

With a few tricks, Imric eliminated the stench around him, and his fight with the greenskins and rats was no less than a fight with Nurgle. The former was physically disgusting, and the latter was a double psychological and physical torture.

Seeing Kurt still staring at the sand table, Imrik, who wanted to have some fun, smiled: "Kurt, I heard that you are a military genius that has not been produced in the empire for a century. You have won countless seemingly impossible battles for the emperor. An unwinnable battle.

The previous military meeting was too boring. It was all Thor Green's nagging. Karl couldn't refute because of his face. Now it's just the two of us. I want to hear your opinion on this battle. "

Kurt remained silent and seemed to have no reaction to these words, which made Imrik feel bored and rummage for possible drinks.

When the Phoenix King had trouble finding drinks from the temporary command room and wanted to call the human mage next to him who was responsible for liaising with the front line to get something to drink for the monarch's grandfather, Kurt suddenly said.

"This battle will be difficult. It will not be defeated in one blow as the High King said."

"oh?"

This unusual point of view made Imrik loosen the collar of the human mage. This kid still seemed to be a tough guy, saying that he could not waste energy on teleportation spells and must be ready to support the front line at any time.

Having found the fun, Imric naturally stopped his interest in causing trouble for the mage. He took out an exquisite embossed ruby ​​flask and two crystal cups from somewhere. After pouring it, he handed it to Kurt out of thin air and returned to where he was. He specially prepared the viewing seats.

"Tell me what you think. After seeing the legions of Wesenland, I have some doubts about the military quality of the empire. Maybe you can save some of your opinions."

Kurt did not take the purple-red liquid placed on the sand tray. He pondered for a while and pointed to the entrance of the canyon.

"The Potbelly King is smart...I shouldn't put the smartness in the green skin, but he must have some tactical preparations.

There are natural ambush sites on both sides of the canyon entrance. With the wall equipment originally built by the dwarves, threatening artillery positions can be easily organized. "

Kurt drew a U-shaped pattern at the entrance of the canyon with his finger: "The forward army is the eternal guard of the High King and the militia organized by the dwarf community in Reikland. They are not fast enough, but they are strong enough. Stable advancing front.

But this gave the greenskins an opportunity to take advantage. As long as the bombardment kept tilting towards the dwarves, it meant that there was always a gap. "

Marshal Rick pointed to a huge open space: "Here, if I were a greenskin, I would definitely leave an open area to give the war pig troops the opportunity to charge repeatedly instead of attacking the flanking positions."

This judgment made Imrik immediately cheer up. Originally, there were only two estimates for the green-skinned cavalry. The first was a brutal charge, trying to push the coalition forces out of the entrance of the canyon.

The other is a flank charge. For this reason, Karl specially arranged the Honor Company on both wings to give the Halberdiers and Greatsword Soldiers an opportunity to engage the enemy in close combat.

The Phoenix King came to the sand table, rubbed his chin and thought, pointing to the position Kurt said: "The risk of doing this is very high. Once the infantry is able to enter the entrance of the canyon, the subsequent artillery entry will easily crush the green The line of defense deployed by Pi...

Although reserving an open space can play the role of cavalry, it is not in line with the characteristics of a fortified battle. Moreover, the special terrain of Karak Dreadnought means that this confrontation can only be fought head-on. "

Kurt didn't deny it: "So the dwarves may become the breach, the Imperial soldiers... Sigma please forgive my emotionless words.

Imperial soldiers can exchange battle damage with green skins for a long time, and paying the life of a son of Rick in exchange for one meter of advancement is considered progress.

But if the dwarves are bombarded for a long time, they will become an iron turtle that can only defend. When they cannot deploy their front, they will leave a usable breakthrough for the greenskins. "

"Do you think the greenskins can rely on this...impossible area to extend to both sides, preventing artillery troops from entering?"

Kurt nodded with difficulty, "This does not take into account the situation underground. If the fighting continues into the night, those goblins who are good at sneak attacks may use the dwarf tunnels... This deployment is too hasty."

"Your analysis is very interesting..." Imrik thought for a while, let the herald approach, and said to Kurt: "How about we make a game and deduce every action of the green skin." (End of this chapter)