If the 500,000 orc army and the several hundred thousand human reinforcements were to arrive at the base of Saint Song City, then the Angel Demon Legion, even with additional reinforcements, would face complete annihilation. Merely Rody leading tens of thousands of elite humans and a hundred thousand slave soldiers, they were able to hold them off outside of Tucheng for half a month. If Lionheart King and Empress Mile arrived with their troops, the angels would know, just by thinking with their toes, that they would be defeated in this battle.
"All troops charge, disregard casualties, until we take Tucheng and kill all the human soldiers!" Andre roared loudly as he broke away from the intense battle.
"Kill..." The centaur legions, monster legions, demon legions, and human rebel forces surged everywhere.
They too were waiting for this moment to charge, always waiting.
Under the command of the miraculous boy Rody, the human strength was pushed to its limit. Previous numerous charges failed to take down the city, so they resorted to attrition and exhaustion tactics. Human soldiers, worn out by daily attrition and fatigue, severely weakened in strength and fighting ability, could no longer execute Rody's commands as precisely as before. Casualties kept rising, and finally, less than one-tenth of the human soldiers could still raise their weapons in resistance.
Now, the only thing the human soldiers could rely on was the great fighting strength of Rody and the elite squad.
The angel and demon joint forces had reason to believe that in this final battle, they could completely annihilate the human soldiers, whether they were the elite squad, the king's personal guard, or even the slave soldiers...
Winged people, monsters, and demon soldiers, inherently far stronger than humans, had rested continuously for several days. Against human soldiers exhausted and scarred from continuous fighting, victory should be theirs, unless a god descended to protect them. The great commander of humanity, Rody, capable of turning decay into magic, was now entangled by Lord Andre and four other super-strong beings, unable to clone himself.
Now, just by using the tactic of overwhelming numbers to flood Tucheng, this prolonged epic battle could end.
The battle between angels and humans would be won by the angels, claiming the final victory.
The elite squad, drenched in blood, stood on the high grounds of Tucheng, looking towards the horizon, how they wished their reinforcements could arrive in time. But in the race against time, the angel and demon coalition had the upper hand. While the human rear was still debating whether to accept the peace offer from the orcs, the angel and demon armies had already burst forth.
When people sent out their willingness to accept peace and requested Lionheart King to send troops to rescue the human soldiers trapped in Tucheng.
The angel and demon army had already received timely reinforcements, while the 500,000 orcs, still hundreds of kilometers away, with the nearest orc camp more than a hundred kilometers from Saint Song, would need at least a day to reach Tucheng for the rescue.
Now, humanity had to pay the price for their disputes.
If the wish for peace had been made a day earlier, the ice heart of resolving a millennium of hatred melted a day earlier, then the human soldiers inside Tucheng would not have been in such a perilous situation.
Inside Rody City, Empress Mile dispatched 500,000 human troops from the city, and the six demon marshals could no longer stop the Empress's crazy offensive. But their task of obstruction had already succeeded; the human soldiers were dragged in Rody City for ten days, only now able to send reinforcements. At this time, the human reinforcement army was 700 kilometers away from Saint Song Fortress. Even if Mile's magicians could use short-range teleportation arrays, it would still take at least three days to reach Tucheng.
Three days' time was enough for the demon army to swallow the last bone of the human soldiers inside Tucheng.
"Merciful Holy Mother above, please watch over the children inside Tucheng. I beg you, no matter what price humanity has to pay, it’s acceptable. Please, you must bring forth a miracle, protect our last hope... Please let Rody survive, along with his companions, let the human soldiers of Tucheng return to us alive!" The only thing the people in the rear could do was to weep and pray.
"We must believe in Rody... we must trust him!" Many kings addressed their people, hoping they would not panic.
"Miraculous boy Rody is a son of God, he will definitely continue to create miracles, I have no doubt about it! I don't want to blame everyone for not forgiving the orcs sooner, after all, for a thousand years, we have been fighting desperately against them, so many people have died in bloody battles with the orcs, so many people have lost sons, husbands, or fathers because of them. However, for the sake of preventing future generations from repeating our tragic path, making peace with the orcs is indeed a good deed for our descendants. Everyone should feel proud of their actions to live in peace with the orcs, feel proud of the forgiving nature of humanity. Although it’s a bit late, it's not too late. Rody and his companions must be very happy to see such support from us! What makes me happiest is that our people of Camalon have played a positive leading role in this everlasting covenant, you can proudly say to the world that no one desires peace more than you, no one supports Rody more than you!" Emperor William II issued a national proclamation, highly praising the people of Camalon.
"Be alert, there are countless spies among us, we must always be vigilant." The Dennis Free Alliance urged the people in the rear not to be complacent.
The prayers of the people did not have much effect. When the pillar of holy light descended from the sky, what emerged from it was not the protection of the Holy Mother, but the newest winged mage legion of the angels. For the final victory, they had almost called up all the mages of the winged tribe to the base of Saint Song Fortress.
The demon reinforcements were not many, but to cooperate with the archangel Andre's grand plan to kill the miraculous boy Rody, four of the six demon kings arrived.
In human perception, it was always thought that there were only three demon kings, but now four of them had come. After fighting for two days and nights, Rody did not wait for reinforcements, but more enemies arrived. Four demon kings, two golden winged archangels, two monster kings, and three golden-armored centaur commanders.
Seeing the angel and demon alliance, their eagerness to kill Rody had reached an extreme.
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"I told you, don't be too smug too soon!" Archangel Andre, high above, sneered at Rody below Tucheng.
"Your plan is not bad, I admire you, only a foolishly arrogant creature like you bird people would dare to treat others as fools at this time. Birdman, I have nothing to say to you, just one thing, let's see who ends up singing atop the other's corpse!" Rody spat a mouthful of blood disdainfully.
His attitude was always like this, forever driving the enemy mad.
No matter what kind of disadvantage he was in, no matter what kind of situation arose, his spirit could not be shaken.
Like now, even though Archangel Andre was high in the sky, in terms of determination for the final battle, he had to look up to Rody on the ground.
"Little Rody, I'll take care of one for you. I'm old, but killing one should be manageable," Field Marshal Fondsman stepped up beside Rody and waved towards the distant demon kings, "Pick any, I'd love to take a trip to hell, come guide me!"
"Hmph, you're no match for us." The four demon kings glanced at each other, and the Pit Demon King declined.
"I've long heard of the strength of the former human Field Marshal, well, I too am a powerful commander. Ha, let's see who between humans and centaurs, has the most legendary and powerful commander!" A centaur commander rushed out, but before Fondsman could confront him, Old King Norn suddenly burst forth like an arrow, shouting, "There’s more than one former human Field Marshal, you beast hadn't even started eating grass when I was conquering the world!"
"What?" The three centaur commanders were enraged.
"His Majesty is not wrong!" Fondsman laughed heartily, his golden fighting spirit bursting forth as he flew towards one of the infuriated centaur commanders.
Behind him was the Emperor of the Great Sword, Xiang Yu, a superpower not belonging to any nation. His fighting spirit was boundless, and together with Fondsman, they faced two centaur commanders. In an instant, the three Great Sword Emperors and the centaur commanders were locked in a fierce battle, with sword energy crisscrossing and fighting spirit exploding. Wherever they fought, devastation ensued, with heavy casualties.
The usually low-profile Pope also came out.
After the Rody incident, he was recognized as the most patient, most mysterious, and most powerful Pope.
As a supreme figure like the Pope, his ability to protect Rody, humanity's last hope, under the watchful eyes of the angels, with such concealment and patience, was truly astonishing. He had never shown his power before, and people knew nothing about him, but when Lord Waren revealed the truth to the world, he stopped Emperor Xiang Yu with just one hand.
"Son of God, let me also dispatch an enemy for you," said the Pope calmly, causing all the formidable enemies to change their expressions slightly.
"Andre, let me judge this traitor of God! I will imprison his soul in the fiery hell forever, to suffer the torment of the flames!" Another golden-winged archangel, Fedanab, drew out his shining holy sword, pointing it directly at the Pope.
"If you have the power..." the Pope replied indifferently.
"Rody, do you have any more experts? You're not expecting those little shrimps behind you to help, are you? They might be elite to ordinary soldiers, but to us, they're just little bugs!" The Pit Demon King laughed heartily, openly mocking. Compared to them, the angels and demons had already calculated the number of strong fighters on Rody's side, intending to overwhelm them with a decisive victory.
"Laughing so hideously, you're really asking for it! But I'm not interested in bugs that eat dung balls. Come on, you two dumb-looking monsters over there, don't look around, I'm talking about you!" Dean Buck and the Drunken Swordsman stepped forward with a smile.
"You, plan, to use, little swords, to pick our, teeth?" one of the Monster Kings roared thunderously.
"Why are you wasting words with these beasts that can't speak human?" the beautiful female instructor shouted angrily, scaring Dean Buck and the Drunken Swordsman into rushing forward, lest they be hit by her ice balls. A serene blue halo appeared under the feet of the beautiful instructor, and a round full moon rose behind her, like a flawless jade disc, emitting bright and soft light.
"Eh? The outstanding golden-robed Grand Mage? You haven't made a move for so many days, I actually overlooked you!" Andre snorted.
"You're just blind!" the beautiful instructor retorted coldly.
"Four of you, now is the time to make a move. Before Lionheart King and Empress Mile arrive, we need to prepare Rody's head as a grand gift for those traitorous orcs and hypocritical humans!" Andre raised his holy sword high, ordering the winged tribe, demon tribe, monsters, centaurs, and human rebel army to charge, to take Tucheng regardless of casualties.
"Before that, let me give you a grand gift..." Rody waved his hand, and the elite squad and the mage groups from various countries immediately took their places in the formation of the Gate of Time and Space, each unfurling a scroll.
Hundreds of scrolls shone with dazzling white light, and countless tendril-like light sprouts spread like they were alive.
Finally, they intertwined into an immense net of light.
The Saintess, with her Pink Love Group of girls, tens of thousands of slave soldiers, and supporting civilians, all prayed and blessed this net of time and space. A pillar of holy light surged through the net of time and space, filling it instantly, turning it into a massive, radiant, giant light sphere. The entire Tucheng was enveloped in aurora, almost obscuring all human figures.
Just as Archangel Andre and the four demon kings were about to gather magic to attack, they saw the thick irony on Rody's face and stopped immediately.
Inside the huge light sphere, the first to burst out were the unique Snow Women and Wind Spirits of the Seven Tribes' land. They whipped up a blizzard, instantly filling the entire sky above Tucheng. Emerging from the ground were four-armed Naga Sea Women who could wield bows and arrows with two hands and hold magic staffs and orbs with the other two. As soon as they appeared, they continuously bolstered the operation of the teleportation array.
Thundering Minotaurs with massive axes charged out, replacing the exhausted human soldiers on the city walls and furiously hacking at the invading enemies.
Dwarves, though slow, were no less skilled with axes than the Minotaurs.
Supporting the Minotaurs and Dwarves in the air were the blood-red winged demon crystal gunmen...
Magic flying wheels shot out, carrying Elven archers who rained arrows down, causing countless centaurs, the first to charge near Tucheng, to scream and tumble to the ground. A race unafraid of death appeared - the undead Vampires and Death Knights of the Death Spirit tribe. They emerged on the other side of the light sphere, replacing human soldiers to face the approaching monster army.
Finally came the personal guards of the City of Chaos, these thieves and robbers, whose backs were laden with equipment, swiftly assembled catapults and trebuchets on the city walls.
Fairies, Flower Fairies, Water Spirits, and other healing races, waving small magic wands, chanted spells to heal the human soldiers' injuries.
Orcs, Big Ears, Dwarfs, and Halflings helped with logistical work, taking over from the human slave soldiers and logistic troops who were already overburdened after days of exhaustion. The last to come out were the soldiers of Felik, predominantly female. Felik's army, gathered behind the beautiful female instructor, were a small part of the Seven Tribes' warriors, the most complex and adept at both close and distant support among all the human allied forces.
"Seven Tribes' soldiers? So, you still had the Seven Tribes' soldiers as your backup. No wonder you're so fearless!" Archangel Andre's face changed.
"Crossing the boundaries of different realms and time, the mages will suffer great exhaustion, and it's also impossible to transport a large number of troops. A small number of Seven Tribes' soldiers will not be a match for our allied forces. Demon soldiers, charge, grind everything inside Tucheng into dust!" The Pit Demon King commanded, urging the demons, who had been hiding behind the centaurs for sneak attacks, to charge.
Now everyone knew that the race against time had begun again.
Rody was using the Seven Tribes' soldiers to buy time. If he succeeded in delaying for more than a day, the balance of victory in this great battle could very likely tip towards the humans and orcs.
"Charge, full army attack, level Tucheng!" Not only the winged tribe and demons, but also the monsters and human rebel army, all crazily launched their charge.
"Hold on, we must hold on!" People in the rear, watching the entire battle, shouted desperately with tears in their eyes.
"Soldiers of all tribes, follow my command..." As soon as Rody opened his mouth, Andre and the four demon kings inwardly cursed their luck. This young human's command ability and strategic wisdom were definitely more terrifying than his martial strength. Once he took over the command of the whole situation, he might indeed be able to turn the tide. Hearing this, the four demon kings and Andre hurriedly surrounded him from all sides and above.
"Swarm him, don't let him have the chance to speak!" Andre knew the best way to suppress Rody was to besiege him so intensely that Rody couldn't catch his breath.
"Am I hearing things?" Queen Victoria suddenly appeared, flashing behind Rody, and coldly hummed, "I think before you start ganging up on Rody, you should probably ask us first."
"Whoever catches him, it's their prey!" This was what Gabo said to Ye Yue.
"We don’t need one person for each demon king, we have too many experts. Let’s you and I team up against one!" Priestess Ye Yue drew her Moon Blade.
"My daughter, who should she team up with? Deputy Commander Kris, could you teach her something?" The one speaking was the most revered and strongest of the orcs, King Lionheart. Behind King Lionheart followed his daughter Martina, who was holding a huge Blood Flower Axe as if it weighed nothing, yet she obediently followed behind Kris like a shy girl next door.
"Rody, little human child, don't be afraid, Uncle Dwarf will protect you!" The only one who could say such words was the Dwarf King from the Dwarves’ Castle of the Seven Tribes’ land.
"Your Highnesses, the Holy Mothers of Mercy, the Merciful Holy Mother has heard your prayers and sent me to support! Ah, if I had known earlier that you were the son of the Wisdom Holy Mother, I wouldn't have wasted so much breath on you before, but it's also not too late... What a lively scene, how is the human world under attack by the demon army again? Fortunately, I arrived just in time..." A strange portal of light opened in the sky, and a beautiful woman, wearing a robe and a bit sleepy, flew out. She sat atop her staff, speaking to the two Holy Mothers and Rody as if no one else was around.
"Huh?" Andre and the four demon kings were dumbfounded by the continuous emergence of powerful figures in Tucheng, especially the beautiful woman in the robe who appeared last, chilling their hearts.
"Now, who's swarming whom, do I need to say?" Rody asked with a slight smile.