v7 Chapter 10： I don't want casualty figures, I just want the Ouse River!

Thunder roared, lightning intertwined, and between heaven and earth, it seemed as if it was pierced by the man with sparks and lightning all the way.

If there is a b at this moment, then the most suitable one must be Thor's exclusive music rnsn!

William was not carrying the stereo at this time, but he was still full of firepower.

He landed on the top of the giant **** soldier, and the current was like flowing water poured from a kettle onto a mirror, expanding outward in a ring-like pattern.

With the annular expansion of the thunderbolt, the electric arc began to scurvy around, and where the thunder light "flowed", the ground was quickly cracked and destroyed.

It's not magic at all, it's divine punishment.

Such terrifying power is a bonus in many aspects.

First of all, hundreds of fire dragons continuously sprayed dragon breath, causing the surrounding air to heat up sharply, resulting in an upward airflow.

The updraft in turn produces cumulonimbus clouds, which eventually produce thunder and lightning.

The appearance of the flock of thunderbirds also created a larger electric field.

All the thunderclouds are squeezed together, like a gunpowder store full of explosives, only one lead is needed to explode.

And William was that lead.

The power of this kind of magic is not at all conceivable for those wizards who have never even seen a bomb, and the battle is still at the level of "passing out".

In fact, at this moment, everyone, whether Auror or Death Eater, was already stunned.

Someone even looked at William and muttered to himself involuntarily, "It's like Thor!"

After a while, Mighty One was a giant **** soldier, like a piece of fragile frozen meat, instantly shredded by lightning.

When William raised his wand again and walked out of the giant pit, the giant soldier had been completely carbonized, and when the wind blew it, it turned into dust and flew all over the sky.

This made William, who didn't eat dinner, still thinking about the giant's little barbecue, a little regretful.

Standing on the edge of the giant pit, William and Voldemort not far away met their gazes.

The Dark Lord's face was gloomy and ugly, as if William owed him eight million.

Voldemort was angry, not his "Gundam", which was destroyed by William.

But every time they fight, Stark's strength is advancing by leaps and bounds, far beyond his imagination.

That's right, Dumbledore is old, but how many days will he be able to dance like this? !

At this moment, Voldemort has made up his mind that he will never be on the battlefield again in the future.

Unless Grindelwald, or one of his students, comes to England and joins forces with Voldemort against Dumbledore and Stark! !

For the Dark Lord's safety, William was not surprised at all, but very calm.

This is normal.

There is no anti-apparition spell on the battlefield, and every wizard can say that he has mastered the "Flying Thunder God's Art".

Even if William and Dumbledore joined forces, the fighting power was much stronger than Voldemort, if he wanted to escape, who could kill him?

Besides, the Horcrux has not been completely solved, and Voldemort cannot die for the time being.

The strategic goal of this summer offensive was not Voldemort, but to destroy the Death Eaters.

Yes, it's not that William and Dumbledore were arrogant, they were already thinking about post-war issues after killing Tom.

Once Voldemort dies, the dark creatures and Death Eaters he originally bound may go out of control.

The last time Voldemort "died", the Death Eaters attacked like crazy, and Neville's parents were the victims.

learn from mistakes.

It would be better to seduce them while Voldemort can still control this group of people and destroy them directly on the battlefield.

After cleaning the house and treating guests, compared to the big **** of Earth Demon, these small **** must also be solved.

What William wants to do now is not to kill Voldemort, but to contain him and eliminate the living force of the Death Eaters as much as possible.

So he clenched his wand and walked towards Voldemort again.

But after walking a few steps, through the sound transmission snail, Furong's anxious voice sounded in the safety watch.

"William, there is urgent information from the Ouse River battlefield, and the strength of the enemy's westward marching regiment seems to have suddenly increased.

Madame Maxime asked me to report to you that the European allied forces suffered more than one-fifth of the casualties and suffered heavy casualties."

William stopped, looked at Voldemort, and said coldly:

"Furong, tell Maxim, I don't want her casualties, I just want the Ous River, and tell her immediately!"

"Yes!!"

"You are cruel enough, William, I appreciate you more and more." Voldemort laughed:

"But you're not curious, where did the sudden increase in the army come from?"

William really guessed, he said loudly:

"It is impossible for wizards from other countries to support you, but the pure-blood families in China who can support you have already supported you.

Wouldn't it be a goblin from Gringotts? "

"No" William immediately denied, he shook his head and said:

"Fairies, you won't end up in person, they are all old yin b, only whoever wins will support whoever."

"Whoever wins and supports whoever wins!" Voldemort didn't continue, his red eyes stared at William, smiling:

"Yes, I teach you a good boy, these goblins should be killed directly, and then the wizard will occupy Gringotts.

This despicable race is only worthy of being a wizard's slave forever! "

William narrowed his eyes and said suddenly: "It seems that the reinforcements are house elves.

This is your backhand, hiding the power of tuck? "

"Haha, William, you are really smart." Voldemort sneered.

"But I have to thank you for reminding me that you asked the house-elf to deliver the courier.

This is a group of very powerful combat power, and they unconditionally obey the master's orders.

is not it? "

William was silent, and the consequences of enslaving the house-elves came.

With the exception of Hogwarts, Nico's Manor and the Akali store, most of the remaining house-elves in the UK are in pure-blooded families.

And the pure blood family, and a considerable part, support Voldemort.

The house-elves don't resist, they just obey their master's orders.

Voldemort could indeed draw an army of house-elves.

Of course, he took the initiative to reveal this to disturb William's mood.

The battle is not only a competition of magic, but also a psychological game.

Whoever panics first may lose!

But William didn't panic at all, he was waiting too.

Just then, a flare finally lit up in the sky, and a group of wizards entered the battlefield from the side.

Voldemort frowned, could it be the Eastward Corps or the Westward Corps, who got through the front and came to support?

Wouldn't it be the Ministry of Magic's support?

William smiled softly:

"Tom, haven't you been wondering where Dumbledore has gone?"

Voldemort stared at William.

"You seem to ignore Dumbledore's identity, he is not only the headmaster of Hogwarts, but also the president of the International Confederation of Wizards.

In addition to the coalition forces of several European countries, he can also bring in Aurors from other countries.

You see, the balance of war is shifting in our direction again. "

A fire burst into the sky.

Fox appeared, and Dumbledore gripped its long golden tail tightly, and dropped to the ground.

"William, I'm late."

"No, just right." William smiled.

Dumbledore looked at Voldemort, "Tom, you lost, surrender now"

"It's not certain who will lose!" Voldemort spat out He fired an Arvada at Dumbledore, but it missed.

Dumbledore fought him fiercely.

William did not join the battle. The strategic goal of this battle was not Voldemort, and Dumbledore alone was enough to contain him.

William Apparated and appeared in front of a group of wizards.

There are not many, but there are more than 400 people, all of whom are reinforcements from other countries that Dumbledore brought back overnight.

Soon, Hermione also appeared. She looked in a hurry. After receiving William's order, she immediately brought the house elf from the Akali store.

Since Voldemort could use them, William had no reason not to.

He thought for a moment and said quickly:

"Hermione, remember, I made the following deployment adjustments:

Strengthen the defense line of Helweilin Mountain with 200 allied wizards and 50 house-elves

Twenty Aurors, plus three divisions of Striker, Magic Law Enforcement Reconnaissance Team, plus fifty house-elves, to support the Ouse River battlefield

A hundred wizards allied forces, from the front line of Yinshan, outflanked the westward army and cut off their back road

The remaining coalition forces will stay here and continue to attack the general reserve team!

Repeat it for me! "

Hermione had already written it down on the paper, but she didn't look at it. Instead, she raised her head, and with her super memory, she said without hesitation:

"With 200 allied wizards and 50 house-elves, strengthen the Helweilin Mountain defense line

Twenty Aurors, plus three divisions, Striker, Magic and Law Enforcement Reconnaissance Team, plus fifty house-elves, to support the Ouse River battlefield."

William nodded in satisfaction.

The general reserve team is naturally the group of dementors still lurking.

But no longer needed, because the battle is about to be won.

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