Chapter 334 Attack
Countless legion soldiers defended Julius in the center, fighting against the green-skinned orcs pouring in from all directions.

Ordinary green-skinned orcs are no match for the legion soldiers. No matter whether they are ordinary green-skinned orcs, green-skinned warriors, or even low- and medium-level green-skinned transcendents, it is difficult to shake the legion soldiers' airtight defense.

A greenskin warlord attracted their attention and rushed over with a group of elite greenskin warriors.

Julius, who was in the center of the legionnaires, raised her head slightly. Golden liquid was flowing in her empty eyes. As she raised her head, the golden liquid trembled as if it was about to flow out of her eyes.

Julius raised her right hand and pointed her right index finger at the charging greenskin warlord. Golden light emanated from her body like crazy. She opened her mouth and her voice spread leisurely throughout the battlefield.

"Light Falling."

The entire area was instantly shrouded in darkness. All light and sound disappeared completely. Only Julius slowly released a faint light in the surroundings.

Then, an extremely dazzling golden light gathered on Julius’s right index finger and swiftly penetrated the darkness.

When the light shone, all the green-skinned orcs on the battlefield seemed to have lost their minds, staring blankly at the light that cut through the darkness. Even the green-skinned warlords fell into a trance.

However, the legion soldiers were not affected that much. They seized the opportunity and quickly adjusted their formation.

Finally, a golden light covered the area where the greenskin warlord was.

Without any sound, the greenskin warlords and greenskin orcs covered by the light dissolved and disappeared in the light in a dazed state.

In the area covered by the golden light, countless tiny golden light particles slowly floated up.

The golden light dissipated, and all living things in the entire area disappeared. As the golden light particles floated up, the darkness around them quickly dissipated, the sun shone on the earth again, and the sounds of fierce fighting on the battlefield quickly came to their ears again.

After the light descended again, countless green-skinned orcs who were covered by darkness and had just fallen into a state of unconsciousness shook their bodies slightly, and then fell to the ground one by one.

Seeing the greenskin orcs, centered around Julius, all dying bizarrely, the greenskin army that lost the command of the greenskin warlord collapsed, and the panicked greenskin orcs began to flee.

On the other side of the battlefield, nearly 50,000 legion soldiers were frantically chasing after the hundreds of thousands of greenskin troops in front of them.

Countless dazzling beams of light blasted out from the muzzle of the strange weapon, and the green-skinned orcs running behind quickly evaporated and disappeared in the beams.

Hearing the continuous attacks from behind, even the green-skinned warlords wished they had a few more legs so they could escape quickly.

Odin held the spear in his hand, raised his head, and searched for the presence of the greenskin warlord among the fleeing greenskin army in front of him.

With his keen perception, Odin captured the location of a greenskin warlord.

Passing through countless green-skinned orcs, Odin saw a green-skinned warlord fleeing in a hurry.

Without hesitation, Odin gripped his spear tightly, and countless lightning bolts began to appear all over his body. After locking onto the presence of the greenskin warlord, Odin immediately turned into a bolt of lightning and flew out directly from his warhorse.

All the green-skinned orcs that stood in her way were knocked away and turned into charred corpses almost the moment they touched her.

Odin transformed into thunder and killed through the greenskin army at an astonishing speed, and appeared in front of the greenskin warlord who was fleeing in panic before he could react.

Under the panicked gaze of the greenskin warlord, thunder struck him.

"boom!!!"

Endless thunder erupted rapidly, and the sound of thunder almost resounded throughout the entire battlefield.

All the greenskin orcs near the greenskin warlord were also ruthlessly swept into the thunderstorm.

The thunder first shrank a bit, then exploded and expanded wildly in all directions. Countless snake-shaped lightning bolts quickly pounced on every green-skinned orc around.

In the center of the storm, Odin calmly put away his spear. The charred body of the greenskin warlord collapsed behind her, and around her, the scattered lightning cleared a large blank area.

While Odin was clearing a blank area, a figure passed over the blank area at an astonishing speed.

He swept across areas, flew over the heads of countless green-skinned orcs, and smashed into an area within the green-skin army with a clear target.

"boom!"

Siqi clashed with the greenskin warlord hiding among the greenskins.

The green-skinned warlord grabbed the pale yellow sword that fell from the sky with his right hand, and stared at Siqi who was covered in metal in front of him.

Siqi looked at him calmly. As the strange device on his body started to function fully, the pale yellow sword held by the green-skinned warlord quickly turned red, flames appeared out of thin air, and at the same time the blade became extremely sharp.

With the power of the backward thrust engine, Siqi directly cut the greenskin warlord's right hand holding the weapon into two halves.

Afterwards, Siqi took advantage of the situation and rushed to the front of the greenskin warlord, kicking him with his right foot and sending him flying into the air.

The green-skinned warlord, unable to gain any support in mid-air, was shaking his body in panic.

And Siqi flew up with the help of a strange machine.

Metal balls fell off Siqi's body, surrounding the greenskin warlord and attacking him continuously.

Siqi gripped the sword tightly in his hand, and a large amount of energy flowed into the sword and the engine behind him through the strange armor on his body.

Then, Siqi suddenly burst out with a speed even more exaggerated than Odin. He shuttled around the greenskin warlord at an astonishing speed, cutting the greenskin warlord quickly.

In less than a second, Siqi left a large number of wounds on the greenskin warlord's body.

As the engine overheated and coolant continued to be injected, with a large amount of water vapor rising from behind Siqi, Siqi had already stopped attacking.

He floated in mid-air, calmly putting the equally overheated sword back into its sword box.

When the swords were put into the boxes and countless hot steam came out, the green-skinned warlord in the air seemed to suddenly freeze, and then countless blood and flesh debris sprayed in all directions.

The metal sphere that had just surrounded the greenskin warlords also turned its guns towards the greenskin orcs below. Lasers fell from the sky and began to slaughter all the greenskin warlords below on a large scale.

If I can’t defeat the greenskin warlords, can I still kill you?
After recognizing the true nature of the Greenskin Warlords, they are no longer particularly difficult targets for the mid-level transcendents of the War Council.

Especially in the War Committee, almost all the extraordinary people have received comprehensive teaching from Roland. Even if they have not been promoted, their combat power has basically been significantly improved. Coupled with the comprehensive application of strange equipment, the combat power of the extraordinary people is now incomparable to the past.

With their current strength, if they were to meet their resistance-era selves, they could easily kill their resistance-era selves.

As long as the greenskin warlord is isolated, any mid-level transcendent can burst out and take him away with one move, or the legion's continuous legion attacks can kill him.

Of course, all this is based on the Extraordinary Legion. With the assistance of the Extraordinary Legion, the extraordinary people can get rid of the influence of ordinary green-skinned orcs, seize the opportunity to isolate the green-skinned warlords, and kill them with all their strength without any worries.

With the legionnaires around, it doesn't matter if they burst to exhaustion. The legionnaires are capable of protecting their safety. And even if they accidentally overturn, they have the Fountain of Life as the last guarantee.

While the frontline troops tore through the greenskin defenses, violently bombarded and madly advanced the front line, at the northern wall, the spellcasters were also working silently.

Outside the northern wall, Hela gathered with other necromancers, continuously absorbing the vitality of the land through strange machines and spells.

As life force is continuously drained, the dead zone is spreading towards the front line at an alarming speed starting from the outer area of ​​the northern wall.

Of course, while the death zone was constantly expanding, Hela also left a road in the death zone connecting the front line and the northern wall, so that the resurrected soldiers could return to the front line, and at the same time, ensure the withdrawal of the front-line troops to the northern wall.

In addition, since there are many spellcasters and logistical personnel working and serving in the Death Land, in addition to the road connecting the front line and the northern wall, Hela also led the necromancers to attract dark elements and transform parts of the Death Land into black soil.

Through the transformation of dark elements, although the predecessor of the black soil was the death land, compared to the danger of the death land, the black soil is relatively safer and will not plunder vitality crazily. At most, it will only be eroded by some dark elements.

While the necromancers were creating black soil everywhere, the engineers of the northern wall were also carrying various materials and urgently building one fortress after another on the black soil.

Relying on the black soil, one line of defense after another was built on the dead land.

On November 1451, 11, after several months of rapid progress, the War Council's front line had advanced nearly a thousand kilometers.

Due to the War Council's disguise and the seal of vitality, the occupied area that has been cleared by the War Council is still filled with strong greenskin vitality.

Therefore, Kan Ozu was not aware of the furor surrounding the War Council.

Due to the primitive communication methods and low intelligence of the greenskin orcs, the news of the War Council's crazy advancement was difficult to reach Kan'aozu's ears. Even if a greenskin warlord sent someone to deliver the news to Kan'aozu's ears, he would not believe it. On the contrary, he would think that these greenskin warlords were disobedient and did not want to continue to obey his orders.

Kan'ozu has very low trust in the greenskin warlords. As the person who designed the greenskin orcs himself, doesn't he know what kind of creatures the greenskin orcs are as their creator?

Kan'ozu never believed the words of the greenskin warlords. The only person he trusted was himself.

So, when he received the news from the greenskin warlord, Kan'ozu looked through the greenskin life network and saw only countless dense greenskin lives gathering outside the northern wall.

After seeing this, Kanaozu felt that he had a complete advantage.

You see, the green orcs have fought to the north wall, and the damn war council has been driven inside the north wall, right? I guess now they can only rely on the north wall to barely resist the attack of the green tide.

In this situation, how could a human army reach the rear?
Moreover, they were all extraordinary people? What kind of dream was this?
Even the Donnar Alliance in its heyday could not do this, and they were all made up of transcendents, including a large number of transcendents that even the greenskin warlords themselves could not defeat.

Metal, flames, holy light, and all that mess.

Are these green skins hallucinating from eating mushrooms?

Listening to the news conveyed by the green-skinned orcs, Kan'ozu looked at the green-skinned orcs in front of him who were trembling with disgust, as if they were really afraid of being killed by human soldiers.

These green-skinned orcs have learned how to act. Their acting skills are so good that he almost believed it.

A bunch of dishonest guys, still wanting to deceive me? If Kan Ozu hadn't been able to see the Green Tide's life network, he might have really been fooled by their acting skills.

Looking at the obviously good situation of the life network, Kan Aozu snorted coldly.

Then, half of the green-skinned orcs who knelt in front of him showed expressions of horror and opened their mouths to let out silent cries.

Then, one by one, they lost all signs of life and fell to the ground.

After they fell and knelt on the ground, the remaining half of the green-skinned orcs showed terrified eyes and trembled with fear all over their bodies.

"Go back and tell them, I don't care what they think, I have to go to the front line. If they keep making excuses to delay, I will crush their heads!"

After saying that, Kan'aozu crushed the edge of the chair and shouted loudly.

"Go back and warn them. If you haven't breached the city wall and brought enough blood and slaughter by the time I get back, I will kill them all. Do you understand?"

The green-skinned orcs kneeling on the ground were trembling and dared not respond.

"Ok?"

Kanaozu raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes gradually became dangerous.

After realizing the life-and-death crisis, the green-skinned orcs on the ground also responded tremblingly.

"I understand. I understand."

"Now that you understand, why don't you go back? Get lost!"

Kan'aozu shouted rebukingly.

"Yes."

The green-skinned orc on the ground responded quickly, then crawled away.

"A bunch of dishonest people."

After all the green-skinned orcs left, Kan'ozu frowned and cursed in a low voice.

Although the green orcs were just tools he designed to make up for his own shortcomings, he also thought about what to do if the green orcs got out of control.

After all, the highest authority of the Green Tide Life Network is in Kan'aozu's hands. Even if all the green-skinned orcs rebel, Kan'aozu can easily use his authority to drain their vitality and kill them directly.

In fact, he did exactly that. As long as the greenskin warlord lived too long, Kan'ozu would drain the life network and beat him to death.

Lest some old fellow try to challenge his authority.

I didn't expect that even after Kan'ozu did this, there would be greenskin warlords among the orcs who would try to fight against him so early.

It seems that these green-skinned warlords have lived too long.

After thinking about it, Kan'ozu decided to reduce the lifespan of the greenskin warlord by another two years.

However, he has no intention of doing so now. After all, he is still fighting with the remaining forces of Donnar and still needs them to serve as tools to plunder his vitality.

After this harvest is over, we will drain all the green-skinned warlords and kill them.

After coming up with the idea, Kanaozu once again looked at the green tide's life network.

Looking at the huge vitality in the green tide life network that has gathered into an ocean, Kan'aozu murmured to himself.

"Not enough, still not enough, I need more. More."

Kanaozu looked in the direction of the Allied Forces. Currently, the Allied Forces were the ones that provided Kanaozu with most of his vitality. As for the War Council, Kanaozu thought that it was probably because the War Council relied on the city walls for defense and not many soldiers died, so they did not give him much vitality.

Although Kanaozu thought about going over and breaking through the broken wall, he considered that Eleanor was still there on the other side.

If he wanted to do this, he would have to knock Eleanor down first. In that case, all his previous performances would be meaningless.

Therefore, Kanaozu did not take action against the War Council, but just kept watching the Allied Forces.

However, what he didn't know was that Eleanor had no intention of helping the War Council to fight against Kan'ozu. If Kan'ozu attacked the War Council, Eleanor would definitely not provide any assistance, let alone help in person.

To Eleanor, the War Council was nothing more than a garbage can where a group of rebellious and incompetent people huddled together for warmth. If they died, they died. The people who were really important to Donnar were all on the side of the United Army.

Eleanor has always belonged to the highest level of the rentier class, whether before, during, or even now, the green tide broke out. To Eleanor, it doesn't matter how many ordinary people die.

Ordinary people are like weeds. Even if they are harvested, they will grow again and again. Even if the land is burned by fire and completely burned, they will pop up again from nowhere.

For Eleanor, only the nobles and middle and high-level extraordinary people are the population that is truly worth caring about. They are the real foundation of everything in Donnar.

As long as they are still there, civilians don’t matter. Even if they all die, Eleanor can still rely on them to rebuild the great Central Kingdom.

This was also the reason why Eleanor did not kill all the factions when she was dealing with them, because Eleanor still needed them to help her rule, to sing praises for her, and to acknowledge her legitimacy as the new emperor of the Central Kingdom in the future.

Therefore, Eleanor did not care about the poaching behavior of the War Committee, and ruthlessly exploited the civilians of the Allied Forces, turning all the civilians and soldiers in her hands into firewood, which she continuously added to the burning front line.

As for the War Council, if it were during the Rebellion period, Eleanor would have taken it a little more seriously. After all, there were still some nobles among the rebels.

However, since the establishment of the War Council, the local faction was massacred, and Locke lost contact, the only nobles left in the War Council were the border faction nobles who hated Eleanor the most.

Eleanor still believed that she had the capital to give up such a small group of nobles.

Therefore, Eleanor privately regarded the War Council as a country of incompetent people who huddled together for warmth, a country of pariahs with no Donar style or aristocratic style.

If the War Council had honestly knelt down and submitted to her, she might have come forward to help. After all, if all the civilians died, it would take time for them to grow back.

But, in fact, facing the war committee that completely ignored her, it was impossible for Eleanor to help.

Anyway, it's just a pariah country, it's gone if it's gone.

It doesn't matter even if all the people in the war committee died, it's just some wild flowers and weeds that died.

As long as she defeats Kan'ozu and beats the Green Tide, everything will be fine.

(End of this chapter)