Real elves vs fake elves

Grimgor: "So, after you've killed my lieutenant, what are you going to do?"

The vampire knight half-knelt down, holding a long sword, and made a gesture of loyalty: "I will be your adjutant on your great journey of conquest, Chieftain."

Seeing this scene, Grimgor was stunned at first, and then he laughed wildly. His laughter was more fierce and hearty than any time before. Along with the laughter of the orc chieftain, all the orcs also laughed. All kinds of noisy sounds were chaotic, showing the true nature of barbarism.

In this terrifying laughter that nearly tore everyone's eardrums, the expressions of the vampires were extremely ugly. Perhaps they were angry that the Vampire Knight had lost the honor of being a noble, or perhaps they were annoyed at their own uselessness, or perhaps they had some other strange emotions. In a word, it could be summed up as humiliation.

I have never felt humiliated before.

"Then, Shriveled Bean Sprout, just as you said before, we will form a terrorist coalition to destroy humans and elves..."

"Although I think your words are just a joke, and even if we destroy the elves and humans, it will not bring any benefits to us, but I still agree to your request!"

"Do you know why?"

"Because I think you guys, a bunch of shriveled bean sprouts, are really funny! Hahahaha!!!"

They act at will and impulsively, and cannot be judged by common sense. They are rational and irrational at the same time, crazy and not crazy. Common sense sometimes works for them and sometimes doesn't. The only real language in the orc world is fists, and they only understand fists. There is no guarantee for anything else.

Chapter 34 Humans Are Not That Easy to Deal With

With the elves' intelligence gathering efficiency, the relevant information was delivered to Terry less than an hour after the orcs and vampires coalition was formed. Faced with this unprecedented evil coalition, everyone took it very seriously and a relevant combat plan was quickly drawn up.

Although there were only 200 elves, 500 dwarves and a large number of cat logistics soldiers coming to support Bonetopia, no one felt too much psychological pressure about this battle.

It is not known whether it is because of the nature of the soldiers or because of Aenarion's change, but the experienced warriors do not suffer from a lot of PTSD. Instead, their spirits become stronger and their technical and tactical levels become stronger.

If it weren't for the habits brought by Aenarion, this group of warriors would not even feel that they needed to be rotated.

From this point of view, it is not just the elves, but humans are in a similar situation, as if they were born for war. Either the background is a grand war with everyone struggling to survive in the dark universe, or the humans simply do not understand how fragile reason is in the face of war.

All I can say is that every race in this world is beyond the vampire's expectations. None of them are cowardly, and each one is more outrageous than the other.

"You said, humans and dwarves... humans have equipment that can kill a hundred people at once?! And the interval between firing of this equipment is only a few minutes?!"

Harkins hesitantly repeated Grimgor's words with a tone of disbelief. He looked at the orc chieftain in front of him who was several times older than him, and then glanced at the group of orcs behind him who were bragging and talking nonsense in a disorganized manner. He wanted to classify these words as "bragging".

"Shrimp has it! Dwarfs have it too! Elves don't have it! But the magic of elves can also do it.

arrive! "

Grimg chuckled, his cunning little eyes moving around, and no one knew what cunning idea he was thinking of.

"Of course magic can do it, but to destroy a hundred people at once, that's something that only war machines can do..."

Before the words were spoken, a terrifying scream suddenly sounded. The vampires and their followers were still confused, but the orcs rolled to the sides of the road very quickly. The greenskins who were bragging and chatting before began to disperse without hesitation, and their speed was so agile that it seemed like a reaction engraved in their instinct.

Even Grimgor is no exception.

He didn't like being injured without even seeing the enemy. Being injured would prevent him from fighting happily. Although it would be very cool to have an iron arm, the orc didn't like being affected by the injury in the next battle.

Seeing the orcs' strange behavior, many vampires also began to dodge. Although they didn't know the reason, it was obvious that the orcs would not do such a thing without a reason.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Soon, three huge projectiles landed on the ground, and the horrific explosion formed a terrifying sea of ​​fire, instantly turning a large number of zombies and monsters into ashes. These monsters were completely turned into ashes before they could react at all, and they didn't even know where the enemy was or who the enemy was.

Rolling to Grimgr's side in a rather embarrassed manner, Harkins looked at the orc in front of him with a rather complicated look. This resentful look made Grimgr laugh.

"How is it? It's just like what I said, humans and dwarves have some war machines that can kill a hundred people at a time."

"Isn't this just like cheating? I really don't understand them. What's the point of just killing from a distance? Although the sound is really fucking awesome."

I thought you were the kind of bragging person who could destroy people for dozens of miles with one shot, but you gave me a realistic description. Who would have thought that?

Higgins almost couldn't catch his breath. After holding it in for a long time, he finally said something logical.

"Why...I don't see any war machines or spellcasting units?"

"Where did they launch the attack from? Was it invisibility?"

The series of questions made Grimgor laugh.

"Don't you know about magic like Eagle Eye and Shared Vision? I heard that you guys can easily master this kind of magic."

When Huggins heard this, he was stunned at first, and then his expression became worse and worse.

"This is impossible……"

Grimgor: "It seems you have figured out why."

"That's right. Human wizards control those damn animals that are hidden somewhere and direct their super cannons to fire."

"Of course you can't see these bastards because they attack from where you can't see them."

"This kind of thing is impossible even in theory!"

Harkins argued, veins popping out of his forehead. This was no longer a war issue. To develop a small spell of limited use to such a level not only proved the outstanding war art attainments of humans and elves, but also proved...

Blood descendants are no more noble than the previous two.

This is what vampires cannot tolerate. There are some who can swear allegiance to an orc like vampire knights, but their number is so small that it can be ignored.

boom!

boom!

boom!

Another round of artillery fire came, this time it was a bit off, and not as effective as the first time. The artillerymen adjusted the shooting parameters in vain. It can only be said that they were just rookies.

But this devastating blow still easily took away a large number of unlucky people. Under such devastating firepower, if they didn't find a shelter to hide, they would be dead.

"I think you'd better tell your men to find a place to hide. Otherwise, a general without an army is worthless."

Higgins paused when he heard this, then gritted his teeth and retreated.

Soon, the demons and ghouls began to try to hide themselves under the bombardment. Their actions were clumsy and the effect was not very good, but they did not become sitting ducks and were not completely destroyed before they even saw the enemy.

According to the hidden marching techniques taught by the orcs, the vampires tried their best to reduce the losses during the march to the lowest level. After much procrastination, the vampire army finally reached the edge of Bonetopia. However, the number of people was probably more than half, and they no longer had the domineering power that they had before to conquer the world. All that was left was embarrassment.

Just like the vampire army, which had lost its spirit, there were also those vampires who looked the same.

He was so high-spirited and arrogant before, but now he looks like he has lost a battle and is extremely depressed.

"Do you see those rows of barrel-shaped things on the city wall? Those are the cannons I told you about! How about them? Pretty powerful, right?"

"So many?!" Higgins' face turned even paler, and he looked incredulous.

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Chapter 35 Prelude to the Attack

With the help of the orcs, the vampire siege troops finally took shape.

A large number of huge trees were cut down by the orcs and the zombies. They were tied into huge shields, towers, and battering rams. Crude wooden boards were made to reinforce these crude war machines. When this thing full of wild spirit appeared in front of Hawkins, this guy was speechless for a moment.

In his impression, only the most barbaric and stupid races would create something so devoid of artistic beauty. If the followers of the blood descendants dared to make such a device, they would probably be bled to death immediately.

Next to the camp, there are several huge iron pots and even larger stone pots, in which various animal skins are boiled day and night, and the raw material for boiling these animal skins is... urine.

To make qualified leather, saltpeter or beeswax would undoubtedly be the best choice, but the orcs' industrial level could not obtain the above two things, so urine became the best choice...

Don't tell me, the effect is not bad.

The smell was so overpowering that, apart from the busy orcs, even the ghouls who were supposed to have lost their sense of smell were unwilling to get close to the places where urine was being boiled.

This behavior is only slightly better than boiling shit.

The orcs sewed the prepared leather onto those huge siege engines in a ridiculous way, layer upon layer inside and outside, looking disgusting and ugly. It was a crude painting that even a child's graffiti could not produce, and it directly broke the bottom line of human aesthetics.

After completing all this, all kinds of ridiculous totems were attached to them, and the orcs reinforced them with brute force and ridiculous tools, turning these siege engines into mobile monsters full of destructive power and absurdity. All kinds of strange decorations were also hung on these engines, making them look even more cruel and ridiculous.

boom! ! !

The army in Bonetopia naturally could not sit idly by and watch the orcs build siege equipment, and their bombardment never stopped. However, except for the first day when the orcs needed to reinforce the fortifications, in the following days, as the fortifications were completed, the casualties of orcs and vampires began to decrease significantly, so the human bombardment gradually turned into harassment.

A large cloud of smoke and dust fell. Grimg swept the dust off his head and swore something that no one else could understand.

The previous shot directly destroyed an engineering ladder. A large amount of leather and wood was too much of a stretch to fight against large-caliber artillery, but it was okay. This combination was more than enough to deal with muskets and bows and arrows. Even small-caliber artillery sometimes couldn't penetrate this kind of defense.

"When attacking a city, everyone hides behind their equipment, quickly advances to the bottom of the city wall, and then does what they need to do!"

Grimgor explained to Harkins the common siege tactics of the orcs, and Harkins's face kept changing when he heard such crude tactics.

"What should I do...what is it?"

Grimgor: "Those behind the shield shoot arrows at the wall! Those on the tower charge at the wall! Those in the battering ram lift up the stakes and smash them! This is what we should do. What else can we do?!"

Harkins: "...but these things cannot give us absolute security..."

Grimgor: "Of course not. But didn't you see how many I built? Enough to fit all your men in there."

"The humans have enough artillery, but they are definitely not enough to blow up all of these weapons when we rush to the foot of the city wall."

"Don't be fooled by those big, bang-bang ...

"And our war machines can just block those things."

"Relax..." Grimg said, smiling and patting Huggins on the shoulder, "We have all been measured."

Measure it? How? Orcs don't know math.

That, of course, is the experience gained from using the lives of animals.

"By the way, what did you do when you encountered such a high wall before? Didn't you build war machines?"

Hearing this, Harkins also showed a thoughtful look: "Among our followers, there are giant bats, screaming beasts and other flying combat forces, and all our vampires are extremely powerful in both magic and martial arts."

"So the tall city walls are useless to us. With a large number of flying followers and the magic of vampires, we can easily capture any castle."

"but……"

Thinking about the humans' insane long-range firepower, Hawkins became a little uncertain.

"Flying followers? Great stuff! Are there many?" Grimg's eyes lit up when he heard that.

"If there are enough of them, then fly up and harass the humans and dwarves who are firing, buying time for us to push the equipment under the city wall."

"If the number is not enough, then we can wait until we reach the city wall and then rush over to kill the enemies on the wall to expand our victory."

"The latter." Hawkins hesitated. "I don't know whether the number of our flying followers is more or less than the enemy's firepower..."

Never seen an enemy before, never seen firepower before, all of this made Higgins quite embarrassed, as if all his previous rich combat experience had disappeared, and many of his tactical plans were completely useless here.

"Oh, by the way, our former subordinates

Shamans are always at a disadvantage when fighting against humans. Since you said that you are all tough guys who practice both magic and martial arts, then choose more good guys to join the fight."

"The magic is too much of a cheat, even more exaggerated than artillery! If no one is responsible for breaking the magic, our army will not be able to withstand a few hits!"

Finally, they were talking about familiar territory, and Huggins was able to puff out his chest with pride.

magic?

No one understands magic better than us!

"I will definitely not let you down."

On this side, the coalition forces of orcs and vampires felt that they were fully prepared for battle and would launch a relentless siege when the time was right.

Except for the first two groups of people who attacked together, the orcs would attack during the day and the vampires would attack at night in the remaining days. They would use this non-stop attack method to continuously attack the city. Even if it takes a long time, they could wear down the people in the city to death!

Unless the soldiers in the city are not living people, but dead people!

I can only say that who the hell could have imagined that a city like Bonetopia, which is known for its wealth, is actually a city of the dead...

In the garden of Osteutopia, the elven wizard, human wizard, dwarven rune blacksmith, and necromancer are trying to work together. After all, they belong to different systems and basically don't know each other. If they cooperate rashly, they will be unable to do anything except suddenly hinder each other.

This is also the reason why Bonetopia has not launched magical attacks on the orc-vampire coalition before. This move also makes the vampires mistakenly believe that there are only a small number of wizards in Bonetopia and they will not cause any obstacles to their dark conspiracy.

Chapter 36 The Attack Begins

When the rising sun cast its first ray of light, the vast earth was covered with a golden veil. The arrival of light heralded the dispersal of darkness. During the period of Nicholas's rampage, sunrise represented not only the retreat of monsters but also the beginning of hope for humans.

But sometimes, hope leads to deeper despair.

The sun had just had a chance to shed its light when the endless radiance was shrouded in haze. The vampire used magic to cover the entire sky with a canopy of despair. Not long after the sun was blocked, the entire air began to be filled with the smell of decay, death and darkness. Under the suppression of this horrifying aura, mortals would be unable to breathe at best, or directly poisoned and fall to the ground. Mortals who died under this canopy of despair would soon become mindless zombies, unable to do anything except subconsciously attacking the creatures around them.