What's wrong with building a steel torrent in a dungeon?

Now that night was about to fall, everyone was waiting quietly to see whether Elendil was going to continue the attack or stop.

However, after suffering a loss, El'Arundil seemed to be more patient than before. Seeing that it was getting dark, he decisively ordered the ancient tree position to begin to retreat. Such a huge injury, even if the Troll Empire's infrastructure capabilities were strong, it would be impossible to repair it overnight.

However, just as the elven soldiers blew the retreat horn, a series of sharp metal horn sounds suddenly arose, directly covering the elven horns.

"This is... Elendil was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "I knew they would not want to watch the city being attacked, so they would definitely wait for us to retreat and attack us with an ambush. It's just a pity... The same trick, do you think I will be fooled again?"

At this time, the ancient tree formation was surrounded by sharpshooters. If the Feather Tribe came, they would definitely turn into hedgehogs!

Not only that, she also ordered Modsheka to prepare a few guard trees on the flanks. These ancient trees were very small, and their light shields were very dim. In terms of strength alone, they probably couldn't withstand a few artillery bombardments. However, they couldn't stop artillery, but they were more than enough to resist muskets and grenades.

As long as they are on the flanks, ordinary flesh and blood bodies cannot break through the defense. However, the archers stationed on the ancient trees can directly kill the soldiers below from a high position!

"I want to see how you guys conduct the surprise attack!" Elendil said to himself as he stared at the jungle that was gradually disappearing into darkness.

As soon as she finished speaking, a group of trolls appeared on their right wing. Judging from their attire, these trolls seemed ordinary.

"Brave warriors of the troll clan! Prepare to charge."

The leading troll drew out an ordinary long sword and roared in a loud voice. The next moment, the troll warriors rushed over like a tide.

"Are they crazy? Just rushing towards us like this?" Elendil was stunned.

Charging towards the elves' arrows, even the fully armed dwarf heavy armored soldiers had to think twice. These trolls didn't even have metal armor, and only wore clothes made of cloth. How could they...

The elven archers have already drawn their bowstrings.

However, at this moment, the leading troll warrior leaped high and chopped down with the long sword in his hand.

boom!!

There was a loud explosion, and a huge cloud of dust suddenly appeared on their right wing. Such a huge force, even the firing of hundreds of cannons by Gorom could not have such a momentum.

The archers who were preparing to shoot arrows suddenly felt the ground shaking and their bodies began to shake violently. The elves in the front row could not even stand steadily and fell backwards. Elendil, who was far away in the formation, was surrounded by a group of guards.

After the shock, Elendil immediately pushed aside the guards and looked towards his right wing.

The troll was standing on top of an ancient war tree, and the tree beneath his feet had been split in half, standing there dejectedly like a broken statue.

The power of a knife, even to this

"This is... no... impossible!"

There is only one existence in the entire Troll Empire that can cause such a stir.

Jinzaka, the powerful sanctuary

But hasn't Jinzaka been held in the fortress in the northeast of the Troll Empire? How did he appear here?

Jinzaka snorted coldly, then swung a knife to his side.

The only shield in front of the guarding ancient tree is the shield in front of itself.

Just now, Jin Zhaka's sword was so powerful that it could even cut through the shield. This time, facing the defenseless ancient trees, there was no obstacle at all. In just a few breaths, three ancient trees were chopped in half.

At this moment, the troll warriors immediately rushed up and rushed towards the hole torn open by Jinzaka.

"Come on!"

"For the Troll Empire!"

"Drive away the invaders!"

"Revenge for our ancestors!!"

After doing all this, he no longer fixed his gaze on the remaining ancient trees, but raised his head and looked towards the formation - in the direction of Elendil.

Elendil's body instantly turned cold.

Chapter 340 The Target Is Not You

The elven archers on the right wing hurriedly drew their bows and shot arrows at the troll warriors in the front row.

However, as soon as these arrows arrived, they were blocked by the spiritual energy of the troll warriors in the front row.

As the oldest sanctuary in the entire main plane, Jinzaka is well aware of the power of the elven archers, and naturally will not let the troll warriors rush up to die in vain.

Therefore, the troll warriors following behind him were all personal guards carefully trained by Jinzaka. They all possessed high ranks and were not afraid of the elves' arrows at all. Even the arrows containing divine power from the sharpshooter could not penetrate them directly.

They were like the elves' guarding ancient trees before, defending the soldiers in the rear from attacks from the front.

When the troll troops finally approached the elves' flank, the troll warriors took out their grenades without hesitation and threw them forward.

Boom boom boom!

A series of explosions directly destroyed the archery defense on the flank, and the troll warriors filed in and began to charge towards Elendil's position.

However, at this time, Elendil was unable to take care of herself, because she had now become Jinzaka's prey.

Being stared at by the powerful men of the Holy Land, Elendil felt as if she was petrified and could not react at all. At the critical moment, it was her personal guards who saved her. They deployed their formations and blew the emergency order. Seeing this, the surrounding divine magicians and archers all moved closer to Elendil.

Ordinary soldiers, even high-ranking warriors, cannot compete with the Saint Domain. If they want to deal with the Saint Domain strongmen, there is only one way - consumption!

Use life to consume the divine magician's psionic energy.

The strength of the Saint Domain strongman is strong, and the relative spiritual energy consumption is also very huge! As long as his spiritual energy is exhausted, he will not pose any threat

Before long, countless divine magicians and sharpshooters gathered around Elendil and other generals. They used all their divine magic without hesitation, ready to use their own lives to resist Jinzaka.

However, facing these layers of defense, Jinzaka only had disdain in his eyes.

Without any pause, he rushed towards Elendil.

"Prepare for defense!"

"Divine magician, use the protection of Xiluo!!"

"Death Camp!"

“There can be no slackness!”

"We swear to defend Lord Elendil until our death."

A hint of determination appeared in the eyes of the divine magicians, and huge golden light shields enveloped them.

To the divine magicians, protecting El'Arundir was protecting themselves. Even the strong men in the Holy Domain would not be able to break the protection of Shiloh in a short time when so many divine magicians joined together. As long as they could hold on until the reinforcements from Modsheka arrived in the rear, everything would turn around.

However, just when they had made up their minds to die, Jinzaka's body in the distance made a 90-degree turn in the air and flew in another direction, leaving only a group of divine magicians floating in the air.

From the very beginning, Jinzaka had no intention of capturing Elendil.

In the eyes of the elves, Elrondil, as the leader of the legion, is indeed very important. But Jinzaka has experienced many generations of elven queens, and a small legion leader is really not worth his attention. In his eyes, this is just a conceited but ordinary lady. Such a lady leading the southern legion will only benefit the Troll Empire and not harm it.

His real target is the ancient trees that are still retreating in an orderly manner.

As long as the guarding ancient trees are destroyed, Grom's artillery fire will be able to bombard the elven troops unhindered.

"Oh no! We've fallen into a trap!"

Elendil finally came to his senses at this time, but it was obviously too late.

At this time, all the divine magicians were rushing towards El'Arundil, including some of the divine magicians stationed at the ancient tree position! However, it was easy to summon them over, but it would be troublesome to get them back to their original positions! Moreover, what if the divine magicians hurried back and Jinzaka attacked again?

At this moment of distraction, Jin Zhaka reached the ancient tree position in just a few steps.

At this time, the ancient trees were still retreating in an orderly manner, not allowing any interference. The guarding ancient trees at the front took neat and cautious steps, using their shields to resist the attack from Gorom while carefully moving towards the rear.

When the divine magicians and archers saw Jinzaka, they immediately aimed their arrows and magic at him, but unfortunately, they were so hasty that they had no effect.

What's more, Jinzaka is not afraid of their magic at all.

The divine magicians had just raised the shield of Shiloh's protection when Jinzaka slashed it apart with one strike. Several divine magicians at the front even lay on the ground with blood coming out of their seven orifices, their lives unknown.

Jinzaka easily penetrated the defense, and did not look back to see his masterpiece, nor did he start a killing spree. He simply passed by the group of dumbfounded divine magicians and the ancient war tree that was still condensing the earth element.

His goal was clear, to disrupt the ancient trees guarding the front row and allow Gorom's artillery to begin bombardment.

All the elves knew Jinzaka's purpose, but so what? No one could stop him.

Jin Zhaka came to the front row guarding the ancient tree and swung the long sword in his hand without hesitation.

Boom boom boom!

A series of explosions instantly split the three ancient trees in half, and the shields in front of them were instantly turned into powder. The golden light fragments floated everywhere, as if playing a dirge for the elf army.

Jinzaka's power is enough to break through the front of the guarding ancient tree, not to mention the backstab.

A few minutes later, a huge gap appeared in the entire ancient tree group. The originally tightly sealed guard barrier became a broken net with leaks everywhere.

At this moment, the sound of Gorom's artillery arrived as expected, and the divine magicians at the gap looked defeated, and the next moment they fled behind them like birds and beasts. But no matter how fast they were, how could they be faster than the artillery shells?

A series of sparks suddenly burst out at the ancient tree position, followed by countless flames burning wildly.

"Is this a cannon? It's really powerful."

Jinzaka relied on his own strength to withstand a wave of artillery fire, and then left the ancient tree position. When he turned around, there was already a sea of ​​fire behind him. The divine magicians had long abandoned the ancient tree and began to flee for their lives. The ancient tree, which had lost control, just stood there until it was completely engulfed by flames.

Jinzaka shook off the ashes on his body, and then looked back at the elven army formation behind him, trying to find the trace of Elendil. Unfortunately, Elendil had already disappeared among the vast elven soldiers.

"Forget it! I'll spare your life for now." Jinzaka was too lazy to look for Elendil's trace. He locked his eyes on the elves' archery position in the distance, and his body flew over again like a cannonball.

Chapter 341: Letting Go

On the other side, Ailundil, surrounded by several guards, was breaking out towards the camp with his head down, trying not to attract Jinzaka's attention.

At this moment, she heard a troll shouting in the distance: "Aarendil is wearing a golden cloak. Whoever catches her will be rewarded greatly."

Hearing this, Elendil was so frightened that her face turned pale. She tore off the expensive cloak behind her and threw it on the ground like a piece of garbage. She seemed to think that this was not safe enough, so she simply took off the clothes that symbolized the legion commander and wrapped herself in the clothes of a dead elven soldier.

However, when they arrived at the rear of the army, they found that in front of them were the orc warriors who were ready for battle. They were like a hill, isolating the reinforcements of El'Arendil and Modsheka.

The orcs were extremely strong, and Fran had prepared a full set of metal armor for them, which was like a tin can. The arrows of ordinary elf soldiers could not penetrate them, not to mention in such a panic. For a moment, they were helpless against a group of fully armed orcs.

However, at this time, the troll army had completely broken through the elves' formation and surrounded them. Some troll soldiers joined forces with the orcs to provide fire support for these tin cans.

Originally, it was impossible for the elven army to be breached so quickly, but Jinzaka was too strong. He single-handedly penetrated the elven archery position and uprooted the ancient trees guarding key positions, turning the entire camp upside down.

Without a commander, the elf soldiers ran around like headless flies. However, the trolls did not take advantage of the chaos to kill them all, but instead kept driving them away, and finally drove them and Elendil onto a small hill.

The archers shot arrows desperately into the distance, but it seemed that they were unable to stop the troll army's overwhelming attack.

At this critical moment, Modsheka decisively abandoned the camp and led a large force to launch a desperate attack on the orcs' interception position, attracting a large number of troll warriors, which gave Elendil a chance to catch his breath.

However, at this moment, Modsheka suddenly heard an explosion behind him. When he turned around, he found that his well-prepared military camp had been attacked. And the one who launched the attack was Jinzaka.

After a series of explosions, several ancient trees fell to the ground, and the tall trunks directly smashed the fortifications under their feet.

At this time, there were not many defenders in the main camp of the elves. The most elite divine magicians and sharpshooters were taken by Elendil to attack Grom, and the rest were transferred by Modsheka to rescue. The huge camp was empty, and the limited number of defenders had to guard all directions of the camp.

Just like that, a group of elite troll commandos appeared around the military camp, broke into it effortlessly, and began to set fire everywhere. Not only that, the Feather Clan's aerospace army also appeared in the sky. The elves in the chaos had no energy to defend the sky, and could only let them pour fire on the main camp.

In an instant, the entire elven camp was filled with flames.

This is the real purpose of the trolls.

As long as the camp is breached, it means that the elven army has lost its foundation. At that time, whether it is a head-on fight or a siege, the trolls will have the final say.

Looking at the camp he had carefully arranged turning into a sea of ​​fire, Modsheka sighed deeply.

He was not surprised at this outcome. When he saw the orc army standing in front of him, he already knew the trolls' plan. They wanted to force him to leave his carefully arranged defense position and then wait for an opportunity to launch a surprise attack.

But what can he do even if he knew it? He couldn't just stand by and watch Elendil being captured, could he? If that happened, it would be useless even if he managed to save the camp. When the New Leaf King got angry, the fate of himself as the Wing Captain would probably be quite miserable.

Sometimes, the right choice is not necessarily the right one.

At least Modsheka does not have the courage or the mood to sacrifice his personal future for the sake of the overall situation and make the right choice.

Besides, it was Aarendil who made the plan anyway, so any losses would not be Modsheka's problem.

Thinking of this, Modsheka forced himself not to look at the sea of ​​fire behind him and ordered his men to concentrate on breaking through and saving their legion commander.

After two hours of fierce fighting, the troll warriors' firepower suddenly weakened. The grenades they carried began to run out, and the ammunition began to run low. Seeing this, Zhu Chongba immediately ordered the troops to retreat and rotate, and took the initiative to let Modsheka break through the defense line and meet up with Elendil.

Anyway, they had lost their camp and their weapons, so they couldn't run away anywhere.

The night was long, and they had plenty of time to slowly replenish their supplies and then launch another attack.

Besides, if you kill El'Arendil, such a big bait, how can you catch big fish?

On the other side, Modsheka finally found Elendil among a group of soldiers, but at this time she no longer had the dignity of a legion commander.

Elendil was wrapped in a dirty soldier's robe, his face was pale, his body was shaking constantly, and he looked around from time to time, fearing that he would be found by Jinzaka.

"God of Shiloh, you are finally here." Elendil said, "What should we do now?"