Dawn had barely broken the horizon when the Draconic Priest felt an unsettling vibration in the magical flow surrounding Lu Ming's territory. It was a dark, almost imperceptible whisper that seemed to slide like a faint mist at the edges of his domain. He understood immediately: the elven and dwarven armies were on the move, and the great battle was closer than they had anticipated.
Immediately, the Draconic Priest sought out Lu Ming, who was overseeing the construction of new watchtowers and reinforcing the magical barriers protecting his lands. Upon receiving the Priest's report, Lu Ming felt the urgency of the situation. He knew that time was running out; preparations had to be accelerated and decisions made decisively.
**"We cannot wait any longer," Lu Ming declared, gathering his closest allies in an emergency meeting. In the great throne room, surrounded by the banners of the Abyssal Dragon Empire, stood the Draconian General, the Draconian Priest, and the leaders of the most important detachments of his army.
The news the Priest brought was clear: the enemy was advancing, but had stopped several leagues away, probably to plan a coordinated assault or wait for additional reinforcements. It was time to act.
**"What do you propose?" Lu Ming asked, turning his gaze to the Draconian Priest.
**"We could use the dark powers of the Abyssal Dragons to summon a magical storm to disorient and weaken the enemy army before they reach our territory," the Priest suggested solemnly. **"It's a risky tactic, but it could give us a crucial advantage."**
Lu Ming, aware of the risk of unleashing such power, pondered for a moment. However, the urgency of the situation did not allow him to hesitate. **"Let's do it,"** he finally ordered.
**The Dark Storm Ritual**
The Draconic Priest, alongside the powerful Abyssal Dragons, began the arduous process of the ritual. Dark magical energy began to gather in the sky, growing denser and heavier as the ritual progressed. The Abyssal Dragons, their 30-meter bodies radiating power, channeled the dark energy with a thunderous roar that echoed throughout the territory.
Meanwhile, the Draconic General organized the defenses, positioning elite troops in strategic locations and ensuring that every soldier was prepared for what was coming. Lu Ming's army had grown to over 15,000 Draconian soldiers, and each of them knew that the approaching battle would be crucial to the survival of their empire.
**Chaos on the Enemy Front**
Miles away, in the enemy camp, the Elven King and the Dwarven King watched with growing concern as the sky darkened unnaturally. A magical storm raged above them, sending bolts of dark energy crashing down into the midst of the elven and dwarven ranks. The screams of the soldiers filled the air as they tried to organize a defense under the onslaught of this mysterious force.
The Elven King, mounted on his steed, urged his mages to counter the storm with their own spells, while the Dwarven King, with his mace raised, led his troops into a defensive formation. Despite the initial chaos, the two leaders managed to establish a resistance, though the cost was high: dozens of soldiers were struck down by the storm's impact.
**The First Encounter**
As the storm began to dissipate, both the elven and dwarven armies resumed their march. Although the magical storm had slowed and disorganized them, it had not stopped them. Lu Ming watched from his fortress as the enemy inexorably approached his borders.
**"This was only the beginning,"** Lu Ming muttered as the dark storm finally faded over the horizon. He knew the true battle was yet to come.
With the enemy army reorganizing and marching back toward their domain, Lu Ming and his allies prepared for the final showdown. The Draconic Priest, exhausted but satisfied with the storm's effect, approached Lu Ming.
**"We have bought time, master,"** the Priest said. **"But we must be ready. The enemy will come in full force."**
**"I know,"** Lu Ming replied, cold determination in his voice. **"And when they do, we will be ready to receive them."**
The chapter concludes with Lu Ming's army lined up in their defensive positions, magic barriers fully active and troops on high alert, as the enemy army advances towards his territory. The final battle looms, and Lu Ming prepares to face the greatest challenge of his reign.
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This chapter tells the story of the battle that Lu Ming has fought against.It heightens the tension, showing Lu Ming's strategic preparation and the first blows in the war against the elves and dwarves, as the enemy draws ever closer to his territory.