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

Such a place.

This wiped out the elves' advantage, and soon the trenches were filled with their corpses.

On the other side, the smaller ancient war trees had pulled out their roots, but they did not run away. Instead, they walked towards Fran's camp towards the shells.

Fran immediately understood the other commander's intention.

These ancient trees were using their huge bodies to attract the gunners' attacks, creating conditions for the guards to charge their energy. But even if she knew, it would be useless. She had to completely defeat these ancient trees before they rushed into the camp. Otherwise, once they broke in, the entire defense line would collapse in an instant.

After the War Ancient Trees shared most of the firepower, the surviving guard ancient trees finally restored their energy shields. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the elven soldiers in the camp also actively put out the flames and then assisted the Tree of Life to retreat.

When all the ancient war trees fell because of artillery fire, the roots of the Tree of Life finally left the ground and moved slowly to the rear with big strides.

At this time, Huang Shang volunteered, "Lord City Lord, I see that the elves retreated in a hurry and left behind a large amount of baggage and weapons. I suggest launching a pursuit immediately."

"Okay!" Fran nodded and said, "Second Legion, get out of the trenches and pursue!"

As loud trumpets sounded, large groups of Orila warriors rushed out of the trenches and headed in the direction where the elves were fleeing. There was constant gunfire for a while.

But the elves were prepared and left a troop behind to guard the rear. After more than 20 minutes of fierce fighting, Huang Shang was defeated. But what the elves didn't expect was that Huang Shang lost on purpose!

Seeing that they had repelled the opponent's attack, the elves retreated without any worries, but Huang Shang would come back to attack them. The elves, who were unprepared, panicked and of course did not dare to fight back at this time. They could only speed up and flee in panic.

They ran for several miles, dropping all kinds of supplies along the way. They were in such a mess. There was no trace of the world's most powerful country.

Chapter 166: Thoughtful but Indecisive

The elves retreated for a whole night and only breathed a sigh of relief when dawn appeared again in the night sky.

During the entire escape, Elendil was in a state of shock until she saw the embarrassed soldiers on the ground. Then she realized her defeat. Her body softened and she sat directly on the ground.

"Commander-in-chief!" Upon seeing this, the guards immediately helped him up.

"Are...are they still chasing?" Elendil asked.

"Our soldiers at the rear have repelled their attack, and they have temporarily retreated!" The guard said hurriedly, "Sir, the soldiers below have been running for a whole day without any rest! Should we find a place to set up camp?"

"Okay, you are right." Elendil mechanically repeated the guard's words, and then said: "Let the people below set up camp nearby."

After a day's rest, El'Arendil finally regained some of her "sanity", but when she received the statistical report, her sanity was consumed again.

In this battle, the elves lost more than 2,000 people, 12 ancient war trees, 7 ancient guard trees, and the Tree of Life was also seriously damaged, and it is likely that it will not be able to reproduce in a short time. Without the Tree of Life, the elves' advantage in positional warfare is gone, and they can only rely on the remaining leaves of life to maintain their combat effectiveness.

However, the number of Leaves of Life is limited after all. If Fran fights her a few more times, without the leaves, they will completely lose the protection of the Goddess Shiloh.

Without the magic leaves, how can we grow crops? No, how can we resist firearms?

In this case, Elendil has only one choice left: retreat!

But if we retreat, wouldn't our dignity be completely destroyed? Not only would we fail to save the emperor, but we would also lose ourselves! If Galannodier made some achievements on the northern front, wouldn't it make me look even more incompetent?

Originally, Galannodir was put forward by the Temple of Sacrifice to compete with him. If this is the case, then all the good situation that Elendil had accumulated before will be consumed!

When she thought of this, Elendil began to hesitate. She couldn't bring herself to retreat, but she was also worried that she would be surrounded if she continued fighting.

Fortunately, most of the officers under her were experienced people, and even if Elendil did not issue any orders, they could still manage the army in an orderly manner.

During the garrison, the troops of Orila City launched several surprise attacks, but they were all repelled by the elves, and there was no chance for Fran to expand her victory. But everyone knew that this was not a solution.

The troops of Orila City have not yet pushed up their artillery, so their archers still have the strength to fight. When they set up the artillery, they will probably bombard them again. The most important thing is that their leaves of life are also being consumed at an alarming rate. If they delay for a few more days, they will be finished sooner or later.

However, without the order of the supreme commander, no one dared to issue an order to retreat without authorization, so the troops stayed here, unable to advance or retreat, and had to continue to rest and treat the wounded.

Thanks to the many divine magicians in El'Arundil's army, with their help, the scars of the Tree of Life were finally repaired, and their most scarce leaves of life were also replenished. In this way, at least they have the ability to protect themselves.

This restored some of Elendil's "sanity". After the Tree of Life was restored, she began to discuss the possibility of continuing the attack with her officers.

However, before she could be happy for long, another piece of bad news came.

Their supply lines were cut! The Viennese Confederacy's troops were spotted everywhere behind them.

Fran hadn't launched any raids recently, not because she was afraid, but simply because she was constantly mobilizing her troops and deploying fortifications in places where they retreated.

In other words, El-Arundil was surrounded.

This news spread like a plague within the elven army.

Originally, Elendil was still worried about how much impact failure would have on the war situation. Now they had to consider whether they could get out of here alive! For a moment, a pessimistic mood spread over the entire elven army.

This time, Elendil finally made up his mind to retreat!

But it seems too late now.

Seeing that the elves were showing signs of retreating, Fran ordered the only troops she had to attack!

The Aurora warriors rushed over from all directions, using all kinds of artillery and grenades to blast the elves to the ground.

To be fair, the scale of Fran's raid this time was not that big. After all, there were not many troops left around her (most of them went around to snipe). Compared with the previous raids, the only difference was that they carried a few artillery pieces. With the current combat power of the elves, they are fully capable of repelling them.

But it was these few cannons that completely touched the sensitive nerves of the elves. Coupled with the pessimism caused by their retreat being cut off, the elves lost interest in fighting and only wanted to quickly escape from this terrible southern front.

This time, Elendil did not lose her mind and collapse. There was only one thing in her mind, which was to return to the main battlefield as soon as possible! As for the consequences of this, she no longer wanted to think about it.

But Fulan would never let them escape so easily. She kept chasing and blocking them along the way, which seriously reduced their marching efficiency.

Elendil had no choice but to fight for his life. He ordered some of the elven warriors to stay behind to guard the rear, while the other soldiers threw away all the heavy items they could and fled to the north.

It must be said that the elves' troops were also elite. In this situation, not only did they not collapse, but some even volunteered to stay behind to cover the rear. Elendil was naturally moved, but when she saw the officer who volunteered, she was stunned.

She couldn't even remember the name of this brave officer who was willing to stay.

This officer was born into a poor family and did not make much achievements in the art of theocracy. He rose to this position purely through hard work and diligence.

Normally, El'Arendil looked down on officers like this the most, thinking that they were occupying good positions and unwilling to leave, making it difficult for "young talents" and "aristocratic talents" like himself to climb to suitable positions. It was these people who blocked his way.

But now Elendil could only whisper his thanks to him before leaving.

The rear guard had a total of more than 2,000 troops. They took up residence on a high ground, hoping to use it to resist Fran's attack. However, before they could get stationed, Fran's troops had already pounced on them.

Night! Fran's troops attacked them from the left and right.

After the artillery bombardment, the soldiers of Orila City quickly advanced to the bottom of the high ground, and then used muskets and grenades to directly penetrate the elves' outer defenses.

Now, each Aurora warrior was equipped with two long muskets, two short-handled muskets on their waists, and a series of grenades hanging behind them. Their firepower was not comparable to that of Margaret's troops. The elf soldiers were directly suppressed by the powerful firepower and could not raise their heads. By the time they finally reacted, the two sides had already become a melee.

Chapter 167: Do you like the long snake?

What the elves least want to see is probably a melee.

All their training tactics were mostly based on the survival of the squad. Now that this foundation was gone, they suddenly didn't know how to fight. On the other hand, the soldiers in Orila City could cooperate with each other in groups of three or two, and the most important thing was that they were not afraid and did not cowardly fight.

The melee lasted for more than two hours, and the elves at the rear finally couldn't hold on any longer, and one by one they dropped their weapons and surrendered.

This was probably the first time since the war began that the Vienna Alliance had completely wiped out an Elf army. This was of great significance to the entire Vienna Alliance.

However, when counting the losses of the war, Fran's original joy disappeared little by little.

The fighting power of the elf troops was much stronger than she had expected.

The casualty ratio between the two sides was not as overwhelming as she had imagined.

Even though Fran had the advantage of time and location, and had artillery and muskets, the elves still caused great damage to the troops of Orila City with their powerful fighting power and invincible magic.

Given the fighting power of the elf warriors, it would be difficult for him to gain any advantage in a head-on confrontation.

Even though every soldier under Fran was equipped with a musket, and the quality of the firearms was much better than Margaret's, but in this situation, they were still unable to directly compete with the elven archers blessed with divine powers.

God knows how Margaret has managed to hold on until now.

The Elf Empire relies on the blessing of divine arts to obtain a large amount of food every year, which also allows them to have a large number of soldiers who can be trained off-duty. Therefore, in terms of tactics and combat effectiveness, the Elf soldiers are far superior to the Aurora soldiers, and even far superior to any other race in the world.

Although firearms can make up for this gap, they do not completely eliminate it.

Therefore, even under such a disadvantage, the elves can still reduce the casualty ratio.

Of course, another reason was that the elves did not understand the power of the firearms of Orila City. The previous large-scale artillery bombardment made them misjudge the true power of firearms, especially the combat effectiveness of individual soldiers. So they were scared in the battle just now, which allowed the soldiers of Orila City to seize the opportunity to get close.

Otherwise, if they remained calm and held on, they would definitely cause greater harm to Fran and the others.

The other elf officer obviously realized this, so after being caught, he immediately shouted at Fran: "Despicable human! Is all you can do about sneak attacks? Our troops haven't been fully deployed yet. If you have the guts, retreat one kilometer each and fight again! I will never let you catch me."

"Are you stubborn?" Fran looked at the dusty elf officer with disdain, and then said, "You can even think of retreating and fighting again! If you think the meal you ate today is not delicious, can you still find a way to make it and eat it again?"

"You! I..." The elf never expected that this cute loli would speak such vulgar words, and was speechless for a moment.

Fran has completely grasped the temperament of the elves. Although they have developed elegant poetry and profound literature, they are still a little bit behind in cursing and making specious arguments.

However, after this disruption, Fran's mood improved a lot.

She suddenly figured out something.

How long has his troops been trained? Less than two years. Such a length of training can only be considered as a reserve force in the Elf Empire.

And now he had attacked the main force of the elves head-on and even won. This in itself was a very remarkable achievement! Even if his casualties were more than the enemy's, it was acceptable.

After all, the biggest shortcoming of the elves is their poor reproductive ability. Every soldier in the army is very elite. Not only do they have long training times, but their equipment is also top-notch.

If the elven army really fought with the Vienna Alliance and both sides suffered heavy losses, Fran could immediately recruit a group of conscripts who could use firearms in a few years, but the elves would probably need to train for a long time before they could organize such an elite force again.

Of course, this is just a metaphor. Fran would definitely not use this method to consume the opponent's troops.

After defeating the rear guard, Fran pursued forward again, not giving Elendil any chance to breathe.

Aarendil secretly groaned, but he had to continue northward. However, any escape route along the way seemed to be cut off. Every time he tried to break through, he encountered stubborn resistance from the city of Orila. Even if he couldn't resist them completely, he would try every means to delay them and wait for reinforcements to arrive.

In this way, the range of Elendil's troops' activities became shorter and shorter. They were like trapped animals, looking at the shrinking bag in despair.

The news of the elves' defeat on the southern front spread throughout the world in an instant.

This shocked all the people from other forces.

The mighty elves were defeated by the unknown city of Orila, and lost so miserably! This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that if the situation is allowed to continue, Elendil, as the supreme commander, might even be captured alive.

The commander was captured alive, which may be a unique event in the entire war history of the elves.

The main force of the elves was naturally well aware of this matter, but they simply couldn't spare the hands to go for rescue now.

After receiving the news, Margaret suddenly launched a fierce attack on the elves' base, as if she wanted to drive the elves back to the east bank of the Soul-Guiding River.

The elves had spent so much effort to seize this place on the west bank, so they couldn't give it up easily. If they gave up, the situation would be reversed. If Margaret forced her way across the Soul-Guiding River to launch a counterattack, the situation would be very unfavorable to the elves and might even cause a major collapse.

In this situation, the elven officers were at a loss for a moment, and finally the large army was firmly held in place by Margaret. They had no choice but to hastily dispatch more than 5,000 people to the south to provide assistance, hoping to break through this shrinking pocket by working with Elendil on both sides.

The southern line is in crisis, the central line is struggling, and the northern line is not much better.

Duke Tilly was sure that the elves were not good at positional warfare, so he was determined not to fight Galanodir head-on, but to circle around in this vast plain.

If it was before, Galanodier didn't care whether she could annihilate Duke Tilly. She could have taken steady steps to recapture the stronghold that Duke Tilly had taken back, and then gathered the troops of the Northern Alliance, and gradually pressed Duke Tilly's activity area until they were completely driven out of the east bank of the Soul-Guiding River, or rushed to the White Frost Mountains.

Let them climb snowy mountains and chew tree bark

But the situation is different now. Duke Tilly wants Galannodir to stay in this area and prevent him from going south to provide support.

Galanodier wanted to retreat, but if she left, she was afraid that Duke Tilly would be able to completely occupy all the areas in the north and then continue to attack southward without any scruples. She knew that she was the only wall to resist Duke Tilly, and she had to hold on here no matter what.

The only good news during this period was probably that Elrondil's grandfather persuaded the Elf Emperor and the Parliament, and the Empire reluctantly agreed to continue sending troops to support.

I just don't know if they can hold on before the reinforcements arrive.

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Chapter 168: Strange Troops

"Report to Your Excellency the Duke! Ahead are the remnants of the Mad Sand Empire! There are about two thousand people in total." A light cavalryman dressed in the clothes of the Holy Roll Empire came up to Duke Tilly and said.

"Two thousand people, it seems we can finally have a good fight!" Duke Tilly was delighted, and then said: "We have been going around in circles with the elves for so long, everyone's swords should be rusty!"

"yes!"

"Your Excellency the Duke, we have been playing hide-and-seek with the other side for a while, it's time for us to open the business!"

Duke Tilly asked, "Where is the main force of the elves now?"

"They just captured the ferry two days ago, and we only have two or three days left!" said the scout.

"In that case, let's eat this defeated army first!" Duke Tilly said, "Boys, cheer up! We are going to eat meat soon!"

"Roar!"

Upon hearing the news, the cavalrymen in the rear waved their weapons happily.

Not long after, Duke Tilly gathered a cavalry unit of more than 500 people and attacked the remnants of the Crazy Sand Empire.