Real elves vs fake elves

As she spoke, the "fat" nun took off her nun's uniform, revealing her amazing figure.

If the figure of an ordinary elf is "Spring Sunshine", then the figure of the elf in front of him is "Aoi Nagisa" or "Honjo Raita". Of course, this figure can still barely fight, and because of the huge water bag, these elf women often have well-developed back muscles. At the same time, there are still a group of poor people in the Phoenix Temple of Lothern who can hardly do anything.

"Damn you bastard! Don't underestimate me!"

Seemingly irritated by the nun's attitude, the assassin screamed and swung the dagger forward without any rules. However, this violent attack did not cause any distress to the nun. She simply turned her body sideways and easily knocked the guy to the ground with her sword.

"The Order Spirit told me that they couldn't smell any spirits from this guy. The reason they didn't dare to come to the square must be because of this guy."

The assassin lying on the ground finally figured it out before he fell into coma.

No wonder...it turns out that she didn't see through my attack, she was able to predict it...she knew in advance what I would do next.

It's like a cheating ability...

Looking at the one who was sleeping like a baby, the fish-man sister congratulated the other one and said, "With your ability, it won't be long before you can join the Phoenix Guard. When you become the great chosen one of the Phoenix God, you will no longer have to endure that terrible pain after your body is cleansed by the holy fire."

After a moment of silence, the nun shook her head and denied it while putting on her robes: "But my physical condition is simply unable to withstand the cleansing of the holy fire, and now I am no longer in the same pain as before. The long period of hard training has made my spirit and will reach the realm of steel... I don't expect to become the supreme chosen one of God, as long as I can maintain my current state, it is the best result for me."

After maintaining extremely high piety to the Phoenix God, training their mind and body, and bathing in the holy light for a long time, some nuns tend to awaken an ability. Simply put, this ability is to foresee partially what will happen in a few seconds. This ability is simply horrifying and unreasonably sharp when used in combat.

In addition, some nuns have been able to foresee some scattered fragments of the future. For this reason, these nuns are reluctant to speak for fear of revealing the secret.

After Aenarion learned about the abilities of these nuns, he called them together and asked them about some things. After thinking for a while, the king of the Phoenix Court promised that after their physical fitness reached the corresponding standard, he would apply for the holy fire to cleanse their damaged bodies and give them the status of "Phoenix Guardians".

Although Asuryan did not say "yes" when Aenarion spoke, everyone accepted it anyway.

After the first few people took the assassin away, an elf who looked like a guard walked up to the two nuns, apologized sincerely, and promised not to do it again.

The religious power of the Phoenix Court is different from other places. Because it also serves as a "grassroots manager" and "public affairs handler", the power of the Phoenix Temple is very large. In some places, it has even reached the point where it can compete with the city hall. Even the commanders in the army are reluctant to offend these nuns.

"It's not a big deal, just a small thief." The nuns' smiles were still so peaceful and calm. Although they were too professional, they made people feel at ease. "But this is not a good sign. I think you should understand what we mean."

"Before, those goblins were unwilling to fight us because they were afraid of our king's reputation, but now they are clearly unable to hold back. Perhaps the tidal wave of attacks is not far from us."

The words were spoken very sincerely and the officer's expression was extremely serious. After thanking him again, the commander left with several of his soldiers.

This little episode did not cause any waves, but when the sun set, a real frenzy finally descended outside this small fortress.

The Goblins are coming.

………………

The loud sound of military bugles resounded throughout the sky, the dense footsteps seemed to never stop, the "branching" sound of vehicles pressing on the axles, the "clinking" sound of the armor plates on the soldiers, and the collision of weapons, these

The continuous sounds intertwined together, forming a symphony unique to war.

On the city wall built of wood and stone, several commanders were frowning at everything not far away. The darkness spread to the horizon, as dense as a lightless ocean.

whoosh...

After the flash bomb flashed a beautiful parabola, it suddenly burst and exploded, causing a dazzling flash. Under this strong light that could not be looked at directly, a large number of goblins screamed in pain. But it was also under this strong light that the elves saw the number of invading goblins...

That is an almost endless number of horrors.

"Has the letter for help been sent?"

"Sent."

"There have been no errors in the intelligence delivery during this period, right?"

"Foolproof."

"Then, my comrades, it's time for us to make achievements!"

"Let this goblin frenzy crash into our insurmountable dam!"

Chapter 158: The First Large-Scale Encounter between the Phoenix Court and the Goblins

Even after being greatly transformed by the Orks, those transformed creatures that no longer looked like goblins could hardly defeat an elf in a one-on-one situation. And cooperating with each other to form tactics was nonsense to the goblins, whose limited brain capacity made it difficult for them to understand what tactics were.

It can be said that the original goblins in this world are the most basic wild monsters wandering around on the prairie, and it is impossible for them to perform the magical operations of the goblins in "Goblin Slayer". However, after being transformed by Ork, this group of goblins is completely different. The various subspecies cooperate well with each other. Although they are still wild and ignorant, they can cooperate with each other like tactics.

boom!

The huge stones hit the wooden and stone walls of the camp, but other than causing the walls to tremble a bit, they had almost no effect.

Although this camp is a "temporary" defense site for the elves, due to its exquisite construction technology and the assistance of magic, it cannot be shaken by a mere counterweight catapult.

According to the standards of this world, the elf beating the gray guy is not just something, it is very something.

collapse!

The Eagle Claw crossbow fired another volley. Since the goblins were discovered, the eight crossbows here have never stopped attacking. So far, no one knows how many goblin heads they have harvested. The wear and tear caused by long-term use has caused the bowstrings to be replaced several times, and even the bow arms have been replaced once. The enchanted runes engraved on them have gradually dimmed. These brand new things that have not been out of the factory for long are probably going to be handed over here.

The huge crossbow arrow flew over the wall, and then suddenly broke into countless tiny crossbow arrows above the goblin's head, but this was only relatively small, and was still much larger than the arrows in the hands of the elf archers. These sharp crossbow arrows could directly cut through the bodies of several goblins, chopping these damn monsters into pieces.

Arrows kept pouring down like rain. These locust-like arrows were not only sharp but also accurate. Under this terrifying attack, the goblins, who had only a small amount of protective gear to protect their bodies, were swept up in large numbers. It can be said that they had almost no resistance.

But even so, these goblins still howled and braved death. They held up simple wooden shields, held wooden poles with a broken patch, and stepped on the corpses of their companions and struggled forward. Death could not stop them, and pain could not make them start to fear. The countless elves' cities were submerged by this crazy green tide, and the sporadic resistance could not cause any ripples in front of the huge waves.

"According to the relevant intelligence, those red big-bellied goblins will explode when they get close to the city wall. Although I am very confident in our defense facilities, they cannot withstand too many of them."

On the command platform on the city wall, the three commanders looked at the current serious situation with very calm tones.

As long as the goblins can't break through the city wall, it's no big deal. Ant-attacking is the stupidest way to attack a city. If this is the common way of attacking a city by goblins, then they would not be able to achieve such amazing results in such a short time.

"See? Those are the ones in the middle of that group of stone monsters? If the archers can't accurately shoot these bastards to death, we can adjust the attack method of the crossbow and find a way to kill these bastards."

As it is said, Fanatic Goblins are the best way for Goblins to deal with tall and sturdy city walls, but because they are easily killed by elven archers, they often appear on the battlefield in large numbers, or let the Rock Goblins surround them tightly before entering the battlefield.

This time, in order to deal with the Phoenix Court that was said to be a headache for Orkdu, the goblin commanding this battle adopted a method of combining the two.

However, when faced with siege equipment that cost a huge amount of money to build, this method did not produce the effect that the goblin commander had imagined.

The Eagle Claw crossbow's arrows were changed from Jackdaw Arrows to Explosive Arrows. The violent explosion easily ignited the fanatical goblins under the protection of the Rock Goblins. The large number of Rock Goblins gathered together became the best targets, and the Eagle Claw crossbow identified them one by one.

As violent explosions rang out in the goblin army, the plan to use the fanatical goblins to blow up the elven city wall began to be postponed indefinitely.

Late.

"Damn elves." A gritting voice came from a goblin riding on the back of a swamp troll.

Swamp trolls are giant beasts with huge bodies, strong defense and strong resilience. Corrupted by chaotic energy, they are much larger than ordinary trolls. Under the guidance of Ork, the goblins learned how to tame this monster, and then under Ork's instructions, they were used as mounts for goblin commanders on a large scale.

Goblin Commanders are also a type of goblin that has been transformed by Orks. They are much thinner than ordinary goblins, but their heads are the same size as humans, just like a deformed baby. Even ordinary activities are very difficult. Making the swamp trolls the mounts of this thing is obviously intended to make it a bodyguard.

"If the Stone Goblins can't stop those damn ballistae, then there's no point in sending in the Troll troops."

The mere eight Eagle Claw crossbows gave the Goblin Commander a headache. Although the number of crossbows was not large, the number of mutant goblins on hand was not large either. Could it be that he would be done with after this battle?

"Damn bastard! Bastard bastard bastard!"

The goblin commander was furious and extremely confused. The previous battles had been going smoothly and he had been chasing that army just fine. How come he suddenly ran into such a tough opponent?

Even the bones are so hard that they don't look like those of an elf.

"Asshole! My goblins are endless! Tell the little ones to pile up corpses on the city wall!"

Walking up the city wall by stepping on piles of corpses often only appears in movies, TV shows and fantasy novels. In real history, people only walked up the city wall by stepping on piles of shit.

"Let the young men throw away their weapons, half of them carry bigger shields, and the other half carry sacks, and clear the way for me in teams!"

"Tell the Hammer Goblin to build a siege tower as soon as possible. Even if we have to cut down all the big trees in this area, we must build a tower that is wider, taller and bigger than those city walls!"

The crazy goblin commander has decided to start a hard fight with his numerical advantage. Although this kind of forced siege requires the gathering of more than three goblin regiments according to Oak's order, isn't there more than just a small camp in front of him?

The Goblin commander had absolute confidence in taking down such a stronghold. Even now, in his opinion, these elves could only fight back with him by relying on their strong city and heavy artillery.

Chapter 159 Is it still useful to say that it was not intentional?

The continuous siege lasted from night to dawn. Both sides had a certain night vision ability, and the night battle did not reduce the intensity of the battle between the two forces.

On the city wall, the elves have already experienced a change of guard. The tired front-line soldiers have been withdrawn, and now on the front line are the militia soldiers who have just come up not long ago and are full of energy.

The goblins were no less excited, in some cases even worse. As soon as they felt their excitement flagging a little, they would immediately pull out a red umbrella with a white handle from their loincloth and stuff it whole into their mouths, swallowing it down their throats without chewing. Then, in just a few seconds, these little monsters would become extremely excited with red eyes.

Judging from the results alone, both sides were quite energetic.

With the crazy attack of the goblins, a simple wooden position has gradually taken shape in front of the elven fortress. This situation also confirmed the elven commander's idea. In her opinion, these goblins just ran into her camp inexplicably, not deliberately attacking, otherwise it would be impossible that there was not even a single engineering facility.

The goblins on the opposite side stared at the flag flying above the other camp with their eyes wide open, their brains in a state of shutdown.

It took this guy a while to react, but after he reacted, the Goblin Commander's voice began to tremble.

"It's over, it's over, it's over! The Overlord will kill me! How did I run into these guys?! Now is not the time to attack the Phoenix Court, what should I do? Is it too late to stop the war now?"

"It's too late, right? It's definitely too late, right? What should I do? What should I do?!"

Although he had undergone brain expansion surgery by Ork, the Goblin Commander's wisdom was more reflected in the application of tactics. Faced with such a standard political event, this guy's brain had no idea how to start working.

After his brain worked frantically for a while, the guy's expression gradually became firm again.

"Fight... continue to fight, and atone for my sins with a great victory. I did not start the war on purpose, and my fault is not that great. I will atone for my sins!"

Gritting his teeth, the Goblin Commander decided to send out all the mutant goblins he had.

I have invested all my belongings in this battle, and I will never do it again!

With the heroic spirit of giving everything and moving forward, the Goblins' already fanatical offensive became even more fierce. The large-scale deployment of various mutant Goblins doubled the pressure on the Elves, and the battle situation began to go from a stalemate to a stalemate.

No matter how hard this goblin army tries, it is currently unable to effectively tip the balance of war.

The fierce battle continued. The walls of the camp were covered with goblin corpses. A huge slope made of sandbags and corpses had been formed.

The beginning signs of this have emerged.

In addition to this city wall, the other side of the city wall is faced with more than a dozen tall wooden towers. Countless giant goblins are struggling to push these movable towers. Under the cover of a large number of shields, many giant goblins are using slingshots to fight back at the city wall. Although these guys' accuracy is really unreliable, their amazing strength still brings a lot of trouble to the elves.

These wooden towers are filled with large-eyed goblins. Although the matchlock guns on the right arms of these goblins have poor accuracy and short range, their power is still quite guaranteed as long as there is no risk of the barrel exploding or causing damage to the goblins' bodies.

Anyway, there are dozens of these big-eyed goblins gathered together to shoot at the same time. Even if the accuracy is poor, the bullets will rain down like a torrential rain, and there will always be unlucky people who will be hit by these lead bullets.

It was under such circumstances that the elves relied on the defensive facilities of the city walls to start shooting at the goblins. Because of the terrifying density of the goblins' projectiles, from time to time, the elves frowned and bent down to check their wounds, and a few unlucky ones fell to the ground and died.

The casualties on the goblin side were in a completely different dimension. The goblin corpses on the wooden tower kept falling like rain. As the tower moved forward, a road made up of big-eyed goblin corpses began to extend. But even so, there were still more big-eyed goblins climbing up the tower, taking the place of the dead, and shooting at the elves with red eyes. It seemed that for these damned little monsters, as long as they could shoot a bullet, it was a profit.

Boom!

It seemed that an arrow hit the weak point of the entire tower, or these arrows really accumulated astonishing damage to the tower. In short, accompanied by a deafening sound, a tower slowly collapsed, and a large number of goblins climbing on it were all smashed into meat paste.

This staggering loss did not shock the goblins at all. It was as if the morale of these monsters had been locked, and it seemed that no attack could make them turn back and flee. If they wanted to defeat these damn guys, it seemed that the only way was to annihilate them all.

Under this fierce attack, a large number of goblins appeared on the other two walls of the fortress and began to attack the city. The attack methods were all equally fierce and fearless, and for a moment the elf commanders could not tell which side was the main attack and which side was the feint attack.

It's impossible to attack from all sides, right? This is not a novel. This kind of operation is basically impossible in the real world.

Of course, goblins would not attack from all sides. Even with the vast number of goblins under his command, this level of attack could not guarantee long-term operation. If he continued to attack at this intensity, he would be left alone in two days.

He was waiting for an opportunity, waiting for the opportunity to use his trump card on the battlefield.

A dozen underground trolls. This troll variant is extremely suitable for fighting at night. Their night vision ability far exceeds that of goblins, even leaving elves behind. Instead, they are basically blind during the day and are extremely afraid of strong light and scorching sun.

The Goblin Commander had seen the flash bombs of the Phoenix Court before, and he didn't want his trump card to be scared away by such a simple thing.

As for the other killer weapon, it is the ferocious and ugly wyvern. This terrifying creature, which can match the speed of a giant eagle, is the undisputed overlord of the sky!

When it appears on the battlefield, everyone, whether on the enemy or on the friendly side, will be terrified by the inexplicable screams coming from the sky. Because along with this terrifying scream, a large number of lives will be easily harvested by the sharp claws of the two-legged dragon at any time.

This is also the main reason why the Goblin Commander regards this thing as his trump card... The wyvern is a annoying thing that can be called a battlefield harvester. Its brain is as big as a walnut, smaller than that of a goblin. Even if it is tamed, it cannot distinguish between friend and foe!

Chapter 160 The beginning of a battle is often not the result of careful preparation

The brutal siege seemed to never stop. Relying on the solid city defenses, the elves kept the tide of goblins firmly outside the city.

But even with such fighting spirit and combat skills, the elves could not avoid the steady increase in casualties. The temporary Phoenix Temple was already full of wounded soldiers, and from time to time one or two bodies that could not be cured were carried away. The rotation of soldiers on the front line also began to become more frequent, and two of the crossbows that had never stopped working had entered the overhaul stage.

Under this desperate and violent attack, the pressure on the elves began to gradually increase.

"Sir, the one who attacked the nun was a goblin who was transformed, but we didn't get anything out of him. He died immediately after his true form was revealed, without leaving a single word."

There was a commander outside the Phoenix Temple, and at this moment he was listening to his subordinates' reports. There were only two things that were giving the commanders a headache, one was the violent goblins outside, and the other was which damn bastard attacked the nun.

"According to speculation, the goblins probably want to attack the nuns to cause chaos inside us and distract the defenders. Then the goblins outside will attack us from both inside and outside to capture the fortress."

The idea of ​​the subordinates makes sense, but it also makes no sense. According to common sense, this idea is correct, but when put into reality, it reveals inconsistency everywhere.

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All I can say is, because it makes sense, it doesn’t make sense.

"Does this clumsy attack have any other effect besides alerting the enemy? Those goblins outside seem to be prepared? I even suspect that they bumped into us for no apparent reason." Touching his chin, the elf commander tried to put himself in the role of the goblin to guess their thoughts. "I feel like someone deliberately lured the goblins here, and assassinated the nun and framed us to fight with the goblins..."

"Forget it. The distress signal and related information have already been sent out. Let the bigwigs above worry about this matter. I just need to defend this place like a rock and I will have fulfilled my duty."

After figuring it out, the elf commander attracted the attention of the wounded soldiers by clapping, and gave a very inspiring speech, which raised the soldiers' already high morale even more.

It was quite some time after the Elf Commander finished visiting the wounded and left. It seemed that they felt safe, and in a dark corner unknown to others, several wounded soldiers gathered together and began to discuss something.