As a war with a specific time, place and rules of engagement agreed upon, there are naturally not so many bells and whistles. The battle is all about hard power, the cooperation of the army, the command level of the respective officers and the control of fleeting fighter jets.
Control.
But what's really interesting is that Fuzoul Chamberlain did not choose the time of the battle during the day when the view was better, but at six o'clock in the evening, which was only about an hour before dark.
Obviously, he either wanted to use the collective night vision ability of his monster army to do something small, or he planned to hold on until dark and then take a boat with his direct relatives to run along the river.
In short, those ogres, trolls, giants and goblins that eat too much and are not easy to control must be given up.
On the one hand, these guys are under too much pressure on logistical supplies and cannot afford to feed them without the massive amounts of fish and meat provided by Zuo Si for free;
On the other hand, because these guys are more inclined to the chaotic camp by nature, it is almost difficult to transform into evil law. Once they lose the control of the Tyrant's Scepter, they will definitely cause a lot of trouble.
To sum up, Fuzuoer Qianberry is going to treat these tens of thousands of monsters as a gift package and give them all to Zuo Si and the huge coalition led by him to kill them.
In addition, the green dragons and black dragons that were won over by promising treasures are also part of the experience gift package.
After all, he saw hundreds of dragon knights in the sky, as well as spears flashing with dazzling lightning in their hands.
Only the orcs, half-orcs and hobgoblins who are easier to control and have completely converted to Bane, the god of tyranny, will have the opportunity to follow the tyrant of the Moon Sea and retreat eastward to Zhentil Keep.
In fact, before the coalition forces arrived, two to three thousand elites had already gone to the ports along Longhu Lake in the name of escorting trophies.
If nothing else goes wrong, they will take a boat there and head north along the coastline of Sambia, passing through the Dragon Bay and a narrow sea channel, and finally entering the Sea of ​​the Moon controlled by Zhentil Fort.
With the escort of so many professional troops, I believe that the pirates located in the central archipelago of Falling Star Sea would not dare to approach easily.
You must know that the reputation of Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim Order is beyond the reach of just a group of pirates.
If this group of pirates dared to touch the tiger's butt, then Fuzoul Chamberry would not mind launching an attack on the Pirate Islands on the way back, taking with him all the treasures robbed from the enemy's lair or provided by the coastal cities.
Go.
But what he didn't know was that although most of the soldiers in the coalition were made up of humans without night vision, there was a group of dark elves who were very good at assassinations and raids in the dark.
As the time came to around five o'clock in the evening, these guys who had been hiding in tents in the woods for a whole day woke up from their sleep. While eating the food provided by Amn, they checked and wiped their weapons and armor, and patiently
Waiting for night to fall.
Because even the golden sunset in the evening is still too bright and dazzling for them.
Only a handful of individuals who yearn for and long for light will try to go out and endure severe physical discomfort to bathe in the sun and feel the light, heat and warmth that can never be felt in dark places.
There is no doubt that for these believers of the dark girl Eilistraee, returning to the surface world has become a strong obsession that cannot be let go.
After all, in the process of migration and escape, they were all hunted down by various traditional dark elf cities and families without exception. They were able to reach the underground area of ​​Dragonspear Castle alive at a price that outsiders could not even imagine.
So as long as there is an opportunity, a small number of dark elves will try to adapt to the new environment so that they can survive in this world with starry sky and sun like other residents of the surface world.
Seeing the reactions of these compatriots, Kui Lu showed a hint of relief in her eyes, and asked without looking back: "Are our people ready?"
"Of course, noble prophet (the name Kui Lu is known within the church). As soon as it gets dark, we will cut into the battlefield from the side like the sharpest scimitar, causing unimaginable damage to the enemy."
Another female pastor next to her responded without thinking.
It is easy to tell from the proud and confident expression on her face that she is full of confidence in the combat effectiveness of her warriors, mages, warlocks and priests.
You must know that these more than a thousand dark elves can easily massacre any underground dwarf or gray dwarf city in the Underdark Region, or clear out a small beholder nest.
As for the races in the surface world...
Whether they are orcs, gnolls, trolls, or ogres, in their eyes they are just a group of idiots who can only use brute force without any brains.
The largest number of ordinary goblins is the garbage among the garbage.
A dark elf warrior with sufficient physical strength can easily kill hundreds of goblins without suffering even the slightest injury.
If I had to use one word to describe these dark-skinned, relatively petite humanoid creatures, it would be born assassins and killers.
Almost every dark elf learns the skills of stealth and silent movement at a young age.
When they reach adulthood, their attainments in this area will even rival those of many professional thieves.
“Very good!
Remember, this is an opportunity to show strength and sincerity to allies in the surface world, and it cannot be messed up under any circumstances.
Through this war, the Great Maiden of Darkness hopes to show how different we are from our evil compatriots in the Underdark.
Once we win their trust, we can become a member of the trade alliance and enter most cities on the west coast to do business and settle down as merchants.
This is almost unprecedented in the history of Faerûn."
Kui Lu warned in a serious tone.
As the youngest of the seven sisters in the North and the one with the most special status, she can vaguely sense the suspicion, wariness and distrust of the dark elves from other town representatives and soldiers.
But this is understandable.
After all, anyone who has lived in the Northland for a long time will not hate and be afraid of those drow hunting teams that suddenly appear from nowhere, and the ruthless killing and death they bring.
The purpose of the dark elves in doing this is not to plunder wealth or capture slaves, but just to please the chaotic and evil spider goddess Rose, and at the same time satisfy their twisted and pathological desire to kill.
Therefore, Kui Lu attaches far more importance to this war than any other party in the coalition, including Zuo Si himself.
"Please rest assured that our soldiers' faith in the goddess is unshakable, and they will never take a step back even if they face death." The female priest assured her.
"In that case, let the mages start preparing spells, and the priests start praying to Eilistraee and obtain divine spells.
Tonight will be the glorious day when we wash away the sins of the past and regain our new life!
It also marks the moment when the dark elves embrace the light again!
The kind goddess will bless every warrior!
We will win a brilliant victory!"
When saying these words, Kui Lu opened her arms and deliberately amplified her voice so that more compatriots could hear her.
Gradually, the confusion in the eyes of the dark elves disappeared, replaced by a kind of perseverance and courage that looked back upon death.
In the magical land of Faerûn, nothing is more terrifying than the boost in morale brought by the blessings of gods and religions.
And almost every major war must have God’s support behind it.
Seeing that her words had had an effect, Kui Lu planned to turn around and leave the camp, going to the distant coalition camp to see the situation.
But before I could take a few steps, I saw a beautiful dark elf girl running towards me.
She immediately stopped and asked in a slightly surprised tone: "Lirael? Why are you here!"
Obviously, the visitor was none other than Lirael Baenre, the little princess of the Baenre family who followed Zuo Si to the surface during his last trip to the Underdark.
Because she is a mage, this girl has always been affiliated with Luskan Mage Tower, so she should stay in the mage group of the coalition camp.
Lirael raised the dimensional bag in her hand with a grimace, and explained helplessly: "I was sent to deliver the magic potion.
There are many strengthening and healing potions here, which can improve combat effectiveness and reduce casualties.
I have to say that Soth spent a lot of money this time.
This bag of medicine alone would probably cost two to three million gold coins based on the market price.
I can't believe that he can actually extend the power of magic to every soldier.
This is such a waste!
In addition, Archmage Jeffrey also said that there are too many arcane spellcasters on the frontal battlefield, and asked me to stay and cooperate with you.
I originally wanted to see with my own eyes what kind of horrific scene thousands of spellcasters can create when they gather together."
At the end of the story, the little princess of the Banre family was obviously a little aggrieved.
After all, although she had seen many mages and warlocks in her hometown of Menzoberranzan, she had never seen thousands of people gather together like this.
In any case, in traditional dark elf society, the priestesses of Lolth will always have an overwhelming advantage.
Arcane magic is just a supplement to divine power, and only men of low status can learn it.
The only way out for women, especially noble women, is to go to the Spider Academy and become a glorious priestess.
Moreover, the dark elf society's naked rule of the jungle has caused each family to be wary of and hostile to each other, and regard each other as hunting targets, making it impossible to unite together.
Not to mention bringing a large number of mages and warlocks together to perform joint spellcasting.
Seeing Lirael's cute look, Kui Lu couldn't help but reveal a faint smile. She stretched out her hand to stroke Lirael's silky silver hair, and comforted her softly: "Okay, don't complain.
I think the reason why the Archmage arranged it this way was because of your belief and race.
To be continued...