Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong

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As Leo Ray spoke, under the deep night sky with the two moons overhead, smoke and war flames began to intensify.

On the battlefield where all four factions had shown their faces, after enduring the fierce bombardment of the Dragonborn Grand Army's Magic Cannon fire, the remaining cavalry of trolls and minotaurs had no choice but to change direction and regroup towards the main formation.

The panicked hoofbeats of beasts pounding the earth lifted dust into the air, and the disheveled appearance of the Foreign Race cavalry was in stark contrast to their previous imposing manner – numerically speaking, hardly one in ten remained.

Meanwhile, the troll Grand Army and the minotaur vanguard rushed forward with roars, clearly in a state of great anger.

At the same time, behind the minotaur vanguard, a large amount of magic glow began to emanate like a tide. Judging by the horns on their banners, the main force of the minotaurs had arrived on the battlefield.

From the vantage point of the mountain peak, the Dragonborn Grand Army, occupying an advantageous position, was steady as a mountain, waiting for the attack from trolls and minotaurs.

Meanwhile, the Flower Fairies, who gained precious respite time, were resting on another towering mountain, with high-pitched chants rising. According to Crisis, the Flower Fairies were evidently restarting the Absolute Defense Barrier.

On a battlefield filled with the stench of blood and smoke, the troll Grand Army and the newly arrived minotaur Grand Army quickly united, carrying an overwhelming momentum, rapidly heading towards the mountains where the Flower Fairies and Dragonborn were located.

However, they did not set up an attacking formation, instead, their forces continuously extended towards the sides of the military formation, akin to a seamless net, advancing towards the mountains from different directions.

The two mountain peaks were precisely where the Flower Fairies and Dragonborn Grand Army were positioned.

"So, that's it; the troll Grand Army and minotaur Grand Army do not plan to attack directly but intend to surround the entire mountain range, trapping the Dragonborn Grand Army and Flower Fairies inside!"

Broy quickly realized their intentions, exclaiming: "Apparently, trolls and minotaurs haven't let anger cloud their judgment. Compared to a frontal assault, surrounding the enemy can greatly intimidate them and completely cut off their retreat!"

Speaking, the Dwarf Elf King's forehead was beaded with sweat, sliding down the edges of the crown, not due to nervousness but because his mind was racing.

After all, the battlefield situation changes rapidly; even as an observer, he could barely grasp it, let alone if he was directly involved.

Broy had repeatedly put himself in the role of commander of the four armies; if he were directing, he obviously couldn't guarantee achieving the current level. If one step was wrong, his army might be wiped out on the battlefield.

It must be said, the deeper into the Outer Region, the more perilous it becomes, not to mention they just took one step forward. Facing opponents with formidable command abilities and strength, survival chances were slim, and he didn't even dare to imagine winning.

Feeling shocked, Broy's eyes shifted, unconsciously landing on Leo Ray, who was also watching intently, and he felt somewhat relieved.

This young Emperor from the Human Clan had already led the Dwarf Elves to victory in the once-unimaginable Dragon Nest battle, possessing unparalleled strategic capabilities and courage. As long as he stood by his side, there remained a glimmer of hope on the treacherous and dark path ahead, being the only hope for the Dwarf Elves to survive the Great Catastrophe.

"Your Majesty of the Dwarf Elves got it right, trolls and minotaurs form a true alliance, whereas the trapped Flower Fairies and Dragonborn are operating separately and even wary of each other."

Shuert's old eyes were deep, agreeing: "The key is, the main goal of the four armies is not merely to decide the victor, but to eliminate threats and reach the unknown destination. By surrounding the Flower Fairies and Dragonborn, trolls and minotaurs undoubtedly have the initiative."

"In that case, trolls and minotaurs will turn from passive to active?"

Seeing the massive encirclement forming, Crisis spoke with starry eyes full of tension.

"I don't think so; trolls and minotaurs don't have a numerical advantage over Flower Fairies and Dragonborn. They can't confidently surround one army, let alone besiege both simultaneously. Besieging spreads the forces thin; trolls and minotaurs aim primarily to undermine morale, attempting a psychological overthrow."

Leo Ray squinted his eyes and said: "If, while morale remains high, Flower Fairies and Dragonborn concentrate forces to break through, trolls and minotaurs may struggle to stop them, potentially falling into disadvantage due to insufficient unknown contingent in certain areas. Especially if both choose different directions to break out, it's even worse for the encircling side."

"Your Majesty of the Humans makes sense; so trolls and minotaurs are trapping themselves?"

Hearing this, Crisis nodded thoughtfully: "It seems their commanders aren't as clever as expected."

"Not necessarily; you're overlooking the type advantages on both sides."