Chapter 1293: Chapter 877: Legion Battle

[Duel Begins!]

At the moment of the system notification, Fang Hao himself was teleported to a high tower.

The high tower stood on one side of the island, similar to a grandstand, with a view of the entire battlefield area.

Fang Hao looked around, then sat down on the stone chair behind him.

Across the river channel.

Swish swish swish!! A series of lights flashed.

When the light dispersed, it revealed a group of short-statured, wrinkled-skinned gnolls.

[Ruins Fanatic (Level 6)]

[Gnoll Archer (Level 7)]

No need to approach, as the pages of the Book of Lords already displayed the enemy’s position and attributes.

Gnolls wearing tattered iron helmets and armor, wielding machetes, were known as Ruins Fanatics.

There were about fifty of them.

In the back, wearing leather armor and holding a wooden bow, were the gnoll archers.

“Ah yay yay yay~!”

The gnolls looked around, then set their sights across the river.

In the face of the four-armed undead warriors, who were two to three times their size, there was no trace of fear or retreat.

Instead, they shouted excitedly.

Without any unnecessary words, the next second, the Ruins Fanatics in rusty armor raised their weapons and charged excitedly.

The archers in the back, carrying quivers, frantically followed.

When they reached a certain distance, they began to set up and draw their bows.

At the same time.

The four-armed warriors also began to advance.

Bone dragons roared forth, pushed off with their feet, and instantly charged to the forefront.

Soon, they were already near the gnoll area.

Roar!!

Like a spray of rain.

Dragon breath formed in rows, sweeping across.

The excitedly shouting gnoll fanatics instantly vanished.

The rest of the bone dragons also began to circle in the rear, clearing out the archers.

It was just a brief encounter, and the battle was essentially over.

Only a few gnoll archers fled into the woods.

The four-armed warriors began to pursue.

The map had a boundary; they couldn’t run far, and once they were killed, the battle would be over.

Fang Hao no longer paid attention to the battle.

Instead, he focused on the Book of Lords.

On the right panel, there were already many live stream rooms.

He clicked into one at random.

The enemy in this person’s live stream room was a group of lizardmen.

Yet this lord’s chosen troops were mainly archers.

Arrows striking armor and scales clinked, the resulting damage wasn’t too high.

Even if they could win, they might suffer some troop losses.

In the bottom left corner of the interface, there was a chat area.

It wasn’t quite like a bullet screen, but more like a chat area in an online game.

“This task is interesting, ah, to be eliminated and still be able to watch the game, feels quite fun.”

“Fight, battle, please me!”

“This must be a system update, I hope that after it ends, the live feature can be maintained, fulfilling my stage dream.”

“Hey, how do I see whose room this is?”

“Yeah, how do we find rooms of the top few? I want to see what troops they have.”

“If I had reached the second round, I would let you see my banshees…”

The transmigrators watching the battles were very excited.

In every room, similar conversations were taking place.

It seemed that those watching the matches were more excited than those who entered the second round.

And those who continued to battle were more like performers, entertaining them.

Fang Hao, then clicked open a few more streams.

There were orcs, elves, humans, and some oddly shaped wild beasts as enemies.

But their levels were all six and seven.

It seemed to be a fixed level for the first round.

[First round, battle over.]

[Battle report: Killed 100, Casualties 0.]

[Reward: Gladiator’s Dark Iron Treasure Chest.]

The system notification brought him back.

It seemed that the few fleeing gnolls had been caught and killed.

Looking back at the battlefield.

The gnolls’ corpses along with their weapons and equipment all disappeared, the entire battlefield restored to calm.

With a clank, a small dark iron treasure chest appeared next to Fang Hao’s seat.

The chest was more like a slightly large jewelry box.

One reward per battle?

He opened the treasure chest directly.

[Obtained: Gnoll Ruins Camp Blueprint (Blue)]

Just one blueprint?

Too stingy!

Even if it was a dark iron treasure chest, shouldn’t you give me more than one?

[Gnoll Ruins Camp] is an orc clan building troop type.

It allows for recruitment of level 6 Ruins Fanatics.

Not much use, those gnoll warriors howling, full of vigor but with weak combat power.

Even by jumping up, they couldn’t break through the shields of the four-armed undead warriors.

Hoo~!

At this moment, the roaring sound of a massive force resounded.

Just saw, neighboring it, an island covered in rocky mountains, coming straight over.

Just as Fang Hao’s eyes widened, thinking the two islands would collide.

With a rumble.

The two islands abruptly connected together.

Grasslands and bare rocky terrains, thus combined with a clear boundary.

Forming a new, larger floating island.

[Second round, please select up to three hundred troops of any level from the Book of Lords for combat.]

[Enemy battlefield entry countdown: 4 minutes 59 seconds…]

Entering the second round.

The map became larger, and the maximum number of troops increased to three hundred.

Fang Hao still did not arrange any formations, instead, he added another two hundred bone dragons.

With the selection from the Book of Lords, two hundred bone dragons appeared on the battlefield.

After making his choice.

He didn’t wait for the countdown, directly clicking the button to start the battle.

Swoosh!

On the opposing rocky hills, streaks of light once again appeared.

[Mountain Hooligans (Level 8)]

[Battle Boar Riders (Level 8)]

[Rusty Arrow Archers (Level 9)]

This time there were three enemy cards.

In the center stood the ‘Mountain Hooligans’ clad in iron armor, an infantry orc wielding a greatsword.

On either side were orc cavalry mounted on giant boars, equipped with saddles and leather armor; their exposed fangs still dripped with blood.

Lastly were archers of shorter stature.

Clatter!

Just like before, there were no negotiations, as a large group immediately launched an attack.

The Four-Armed Skeletal General and the Bone Dragon charged forward as well.

For a moment, arrows flew through the air, and Dragon Breath swept across the ground.

After the start of the battle, Fang Hao stopped paying attention and continued to browse other live broadcasts.

…

[Round Two, Battle Over.]

[Battle Report: 300 Killed, 0 Casualties.]

[Reward: Silver Arena Treasure Chest.]

Upon opening the chest, the rewards instantly appeared.

[Hooligan War Camp Blueprint (Purple)]

This time the blueprint jumped directly to purple rarity.

Whoosh~!

The whistling and rumbling sounds once again reverberated.

Another plain island approached this side.

With a boom, the floating island, already connected to the rocky islet, once again adjoined this plain island.

What surprised Fang Hao was that on this new island, there was also a high tower with a brown-haired middle-aged man in leather armor sitting atop it, also holding a Book of Lords in hand.

Did they send over a transmigrator?

The man on the opposite side also widened his eyes in surprise as he looked over this way.

Then, somewhat awkwardly, he gestured a waving hand.

Fang Hao waved back in response.

Both parties appeared to be amiable.

[Round Three, please select up to five hundred troops of any level from the Book of Lords for the battle.]

[Enemy’s Battle Entry Countdown: 4 minutes 59…]

At that moment, both battlefields were empty.

Before the battle started, neither side could see each other’s troop deployments and formations.

Of course, on one’s own side, one could see the silhouettes of the placed troops to confirm positions and types.

Now it looked like the third round was going to be a confrontation with the transmigrator on the other side.

The brown-haired man was also sporadically glancing over this way, tapping on the Book of Lords.

Fang Hao looked again at the other side, confirming that he did not know the person opposite him.

Moreover, as a competitor, the likelihood that the man was watching Fang Hao’s live stream was slim.

So, he probably wasn’t aware of Fang Hao’s troop arrangement.

After some thought.

He added another two hundred Bone Dragons.

The Bone Dragon unit is high-level, has undead characteristics, can fly, is physically durable, and has high attack.

Thus, it’s basically impossible to find a counter-troop to Bone Dragons.

A pretty good choice.

Five minutes passed swiftly.

Whoosh!!

Both islands suddenly flashed with numerous lights.

On Fang Hao’s side, swarms of Bone Dragons densely covered the sky, exuding a terrifying might.

On the opposite side, a large number of troops also appeared.

Vast swaths of troops.

[Storm Trolls (Level 8)]

[Troll Marauders (Level 9)]

[Longhorn Riders (Level 10)]

[Calamity Priests (Level 10)]

A stream of troop information appeared before Fang Hao.

Trolls?

The opposing troops were a group of Troll units.

Both the ‘Storm Trolls’ and ‘Troll Marauders’ were melee infantry, and they were the most in number.

Storm Trolls were armored heavily, carrying battle axes.

The Marauders carried round shields and one-handed axes, with smaller axes hanging at their waists, probably throwing axes for ranged attacks.

Longhorn Riders, mounted on great rhinos armored with leather, had horns adorned with shards and bone ornaments.

From their looks, they belonged to the cavalry of the Troll Tribe.

This was the first time Fang Hao saw cavalries among trolls; in the Bloodied Mountains, there were mostly infantry, without any cavalry.

At the back, the ‘Calamity Priests’ wore flamboyantly, as though they had shreds of cloth hanging all over them.

If not for the colorful rags, one might think the priests were dressed in a lucky charm suit.

Indeed, for transmigrators, whether they have tactical prowess or not.

They would still make some basic combinations.

The current combination met the requirements of infantry, cavalry, and ranged troops.

The middle-aged man on the other side was similarly observing the information on this side.

However, his expression was even more shocked and incredulous.

He never imagined someone would place troops so singularly–apart from 20 four-armed Undead, the rest were all Bone Dragons.

Whoosh-ah~!

The battle commenced.

Both sides launched their attack.

Troll Marauders held up their round shields in front, while their other hands fetched throwing axes, ready to hurl.

Behind them, Storm Trolls gripping their battle axes followed closely.

The heavy charging of the massive rhino cavalry began circling from the side.

The ragged, ‘Calamity Priests’ with skull-decorated staves began to chant spells.

Auras were first cast upon themselves.

Then, following the troops forward, they closed the distance with the other side.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~!

Unlike the trolls’ attack.

Bone Dragons swarmed overhead like dark clouds covering the sunlight.

Spinning axes were hurled towards the sky.

The air currents they created blasted towards the ground.

Roar!!

Bone Dragons swooped down from above, skimming at low altitude.

Dragon Breath swept across in sheets.