Real elves vs fake elves

"You have to become like Maxfield and go to the battlefield for him."

Chapter 25: How desperate is the large one to rush to Fengwei

The situation on the battlefield is always changing rapidly. After all, no one knows what kind of amazing wisdom will burst out of the opponent's commander's brain, and any unexpected situation is expected.

For example, now, when the elven army appeared on the battlefield, the defenders of Val Iron City, who had been struggling to hold on, immediately faced the moment of counterattack. A large number of fresh troops were thrown into the battlefield, turning the one-sided situation into another level of one-sidedness.

Then, something unexpected happened to all the elves. The monster armies, which were obviously in a declining situation, suddenly launched a suicidal charge towards the elves' army, shouting non-stop. They were extremely savage and violent, but there was no tactics or strategy to speak of. They simply charged towards the elves' formation in a scattered formation.

Although they didn't understand what kind of amazing wisdom the other commander possessed, the elves still decided to counter the opponent's moves. Since the opponent chose to charge in such a desperate way, they would use a rain of arrows to curb the charge and use a shield wall to stop the charge.

100 meters...50 meters...20 meters...10 meters...

Shield walls were erected, spears were pointed, and the elven spearmen formed a battle formation, greeting the coming attack with a formation that was quite beautiful and orderly.

Then, the monsters charging in front were severely knocked away by some unstoppable force, and a group of monsters and behemoths that should not have been able to hide suddenly appeared in front of the spearmen, and they were about to crush the monsters and spearmen in front of them in an unstoppable posture.

Faced with such a horrific attack, the elven warriors immediately changed their formation, but the giant beast's advance was a force that could not be resisted by human power, and in just a split second, several small battle formations were broken through by the giant beast. The gap created by this horrible monster gave the monsters an opportunity to take advantage of, like a flood pouring into the gap, the monsters were about to tear the battle formation apart directly along these gaps.

Faced with such a situation, the elves, who possessed mature tactics, naturally could not sit idly by. Soon, powerful warriors joined the battlefield from the reserve. With the assistance of spearmen and archers, these high-level warriors began to clear out these seemingly unstoppable monsters in an orderly manner.

An elf woman with a very explosive figure stood in front of a giant wolf monster holding a halberd. The giant wolf monster seemed unstoppable, and its terrifying brute force that could blow away several unlucky guys with a slap had no effect in front of her. This girl was always able to dodge these huge attacks as if she had foreseen them, and then poke a few holes in the monster's body with ease.

Judging from this girl's physique, she should not be a strong warrior by any means, but the giant wolf monster she was fighting was crushing her and was played with like a toy.

Beside the woman with the halberd, several spearmen were cooperating to inflict several wounds on the monster. After a short while, with a howl, the wolf monster fell to the ground, looking like it would not live much longer.

In just a few minutes, the wolf monster was dealt with. All I can say is,

Girl, that's awesome.

After dealing with this wolf monster,

The woman who exploded rushed to the next battlefield without saying a word, holding her halberd. Her target was a giant beast that several other women with halberds were trying to deal with together. This beast was like a giant potato that came to life. It was ugly in appearance but extremely powerful.

Now this giant potato is in a stalemate with several women with long spears. In this situation, if either side adds a little strength, the balance will be broken.

Seeing the woman with the halberd leave, several spearmen quickly formed a new battle formation and began to hold their positions. Looking at the wolf demon lying on the ground, several soldiers were still frightened.

Without enough archers to cooperate with them, it would be quite difficult for them to deal with monster units of this level independently.

"Are those the warriors deep in the Phoenix Temple? I heard that they usually lived in seclusion in the monastery. I thought they were just doing the work of priests. I didn't expect them to be so powerful."

"Even without our cooperation, it seems that it would not be too difficult for her to deal with a monster independently."

"Only a devout warrior like this is qualified to possess such a powerful force."

"Such an intense and exciting battle is worth the price of admission even if I die!"

There is a crazy remark hidden among the three normal sentences, which is the best description of the current state of the Phoenix King's Court elves.

"Stop mumbling, we still have to support other battlefields."

After the elf who looked like a team leader shouted, several soldiers immediately stopped talking. Looking at his subordinates who were still preparing, the team leader frowned and thought randomly in his heart.

The monastery warrior holding the halberd just now gave her a very uncomfortable feeling.

She kept silent during the battle, kept silent when she was injured, and even left without saying a word. From the beginning of the battle to the end of the battle, this sister's expression did not change at all. She was just like a special Terminator, killing enemies in silence, marching in silence, and entering a new battlefield in silence. (Similar settings, the treatment of Krieg and Fengwei is so different...)

Taking one last look at the wolf demon lying on the ground, the captain of the elf warrior squad, Night Raid Group ⑥, ⑨四⑨③'⑥壹③五, decided to put these uncomfortable feelings behind him.

If these wild monsters were real monsters, then those monastery warriors holding halberds were monsters in human skin. The good news was that these monsters in human skin were on their side.

"hold head high……"

Following a long howl of pain, a giant beast fell to the ground howling. Several spearmen clinging to it leaped to the ground with agility. Except for two of them who had minor injuries, the rest were unharmed.

"Secret Technique Disintegration!"

On another part of the battlefield, a powerful elite warrior was killing enemies in another way.

The Sword Saint of the White Tower used a secret method to split a monster in front of her into sand-like residue, and then swung the giant sword to cut the three monsters that rushed in front of her in half. During this time, she kept shouting and fighting fiercely, and she boldly used her own strength to pry the balance of the local battlefield. Such terrifying power could not help but make people's blood boil, and a large number of warriors gathered around her.

It can be said that the desperate charge of the Wilderness was nothing in front of the elite warriors. This desperado-like behavior was like a joke in front of the real elite. The biggest result was just to cause a little chaos in the elves' line for a while.

All we can say is that they are just guerrillas after all. These monster armies seem powerful, but when facing a real army, all kinds of disadvantages are clearly revealed.

The pressure brought to the elves by this ridiculous army of monsters was not even as great as that brought by the goblin army.

Chapter 26 Brother, who are you? !

The monsters that served as trump cards fell to the ground one by one, wailing and roaring in pain. Apart from causing some chaos to the elves in the beginning, the large monsters and behemoths of the Wilderness were immediately suppressed after the elves deployed elite warriors.

Watching his cards being torn to pieces one by one, and his newly-risen hopes being ruthlessly trampled down, "Meisfield" gasped with bloodshot eyes, feeling like he was about to explode.

At this moment, the familiar graceful figure came into his sight again. The woman who had once humiliated him suddenly brought back bad memories. The evil thoughts that were about to explode suddenly burst out completely.

"Aenarion!!!"

With a terrifying shout, "Meisfield" rushed straight towards Terry, waving the two swords in his hands like a small hurricane, and rushed forward with a posture that seemed to be able to destroy everything.

"I want you to die!!!"

The two swords kept slashing, and such a dense attack like a net was bound to completely destroy Tai Li!

At the same time, Terry also felt the strong murderous aura. She turned to look at the guy rushing towards her, listening to him roaring and rushing towards her, with a puzzled look on her face.

Bro, you called the wrong person.

Although it was inexplicable, the giant sword in her hand still took the initiative to attack before her consciousness. According to common sense, the speed of a two-handed giant sword is slower than that of a double sword, but Tai Li still took all the opponent's attacks as if it was a light touch, and even had the energy to counterattack the opponent several times, making the opponent's originally impenetrable sword force become

It's a bit hectic.

"It's all because of you! It's all because of you! It's all because of you!"

"Meisfield" screamed wildly, veins bulging on his hands holding the sword. He even completely gave up defense because of rage and turned to attack with all his strength, allowing the opponent's giant sword to add more wounds to his body.

"It's all because of you! My future and my ambitions are all ruined!"

"Why do you want to go against me?!"

"Why do you always ruin my plans at the critical juncture?!"

"Why are you targeting me like this!!!"

The crazy "Meisfield" is completely irrational. His crazy actions and words make Terry look puzzled.

"Brother, who are you?"

It's really baffling.

What's the connection between these words? They are not even close.

Although she had no idea why the other party was so hostile to her, it was very obvious that the other party wanted to kill her. Terry had no intention of just sitting there and waiting to die, so she brandished her sword and fought the other party one-on-one.

Of course, Terry's words were from her heart, but the listener took it seriously even though the speaker did not mean it. "Meisfield" was immediately defeated after hearing what Terry blurted out.

"What did you say?!"

"You don't recognize me?!"

"You don't recognize me!!!"

"You said that you, who destroyed my great plan, who made all my hard work go to waste, who kept me awake at night, actually don't recognize me?!!!"

There was a perverse smile at the corner of his mouth, which made people feel even more chilling when placed on an angry face.

"You're lying to me... Yes, that's right, you're lying to me."

"How could you not know me!"

"How could you not recognize me!"

"You said this just to mess with my mentality. Yes, that's right. You just want to make my mentality abnormal and defeat me when I'm not prepared."

"Yes, that's it! You can't fool me!"

"You can't fool me!"

"Aenarion!!!"

Tai Li: “…”

This guy even recognized the wrong person.

Even now, even though she still didn't know who the other party was, Terry had a thought that "this guy on the other side is a little too pitiful."

Swinging the giant sword in silence, Terry decided not to say anything more and instead defeat the poor guy in front of her as quickly as possible.

Facing such a broken guy, Terry herself couldn't explain the complicated emotions she felt.

When Terry made up her mind, all her previous playfulness and indifference disappeared. Her fierce attacks were faster than the last. Just after "Meisfield" said "Now I'm several times stronger than before!", this handsome man from the wild race was defeated again in just ten moves.

After being blessed by the God of Greed, Ok pushed up the ceiling of this world like a strong magnetic field man. The remaining strong men could naturally feel that their combat effectiveness had improved by leaps and bounds. However, it was not just a few people who improved by leaps and bounds, but the combat effectiveness of most people was improving by leaps and bounds.

Only those with an excessive sense of self-awareness would think that they are the one and only chosen one.

It just so happened that because of his education and experiences since childhood, Meisfield naturally believed that he was the unique chosen one.

After Terry put her "enemy" down with great ease, she looked at "Meisfield" lying on the ground and held the sword against his throat.

Now, there are some things she really has to say.

"First of all, brother, I really don't know you. I still don't know your name."

The first sentence brought a disdainful smile from "Meisfield", and the guy made an expression that said "Asshole, you can't fool me!"

"Secondly, brother, you have mistaken me. I am Tyri, not Aenarion."

The second sentence successfully broke the defense of "Meisfield" again. He looked at Terry fiercely, and veins popped on his forehead. But just when he wanted to say something else, the giant sword in Terry's hand pierced his throat steadily, and his spine was easily broken. No matter how unwilling and angry this guy was, he could only go to hell with this aggrieved mood.

"It seems that this guy's identity is a bit unusual. Judging from his words and tone, this guy is most likely the commander of this battle."

"If what I expected is correct, you bastard, go to hell with your resentment and evil deeds."

With a casual sword dance, Tai Li looked around and saw the elves were orderly clearing out the stubborn enemies. The battlefield was not like in movies and novels, where the enemy chief died and a large number of soldiers died naturally without the need for the righteous to do more. These soldiers, in their desire to survive, still tried very hard to resist the elves, and had no intention of giving up their lives.

But no matter how tenaciously these remnants resisted, they could not have any impact on the already determined outcome of the war, and the war ultimately ended with the victory of the elves.

"I just don't know what's going on with the adults."

As if talking to herself, Tyri looked up in the direction of Savage Tyranny, and that was where Aenarion was heading.

direction.

Chapter 27: Unsolvable Spiral of Hatred

Savage tyranny has been emitting malice towards the outside world all the time since the appearance of this living forest. The embodiment of the will of the wild god has implemented the law of the jungle where the strong prey on the weak to the fullest, and its interior can be completely called hell in the mortal world.

Even the descendants of the wilderness who are blessed by the God of Wilderness and the God of Hunting are far from being the true overlords in the barbaric tyranny, and they can barely even reach the top of the food chain. This group of elves have never conquered the barbaric tyranny. To be more precise, they have only found their place in the terrifying ecological chain of the barbaric tyranny.

Now Aenarion has set foot in this barbaric tyranny. Who could have imagined that in this horrific living hell of barbarism and brutality, the remains of a race that was once at the top of the order faction would be hidden.

According to legend, apart from the fact that those ancient cities of the Light Descendants are devoid of any residents, their magical institutions are still functioning normally, and even the terror of barbaric tyranny cannot harm their past glory.

"Legends are usually half true and half false, accompanied by the imagination and speculation of those who spread them, and the truth is often impossible to verify. The above are all general situations."

Aenarion spoke as he walked, and it was unclear whether he was talking to himself or giving the Fourth Master an introduction.

“But sometimes, the accuracy of some legends is surprisingly high. These legends are even more chilling because of their amazing accuracy, as if some high and mighty beings deliberately spread bait to achieve some ulterior purpose.”

"As I just said, the rumors about the barbaric tyranny are surprisingly accurate."

"The three ancient cities of the Light Descendants are still operating normally, and the barbaric tyranny is powerless against them. These cities contain the secrets and wealth of the ancient Light Descendants, as well as a vast amount of evidence of crimes that cannot be seen in public."

Listening to the boss talking about secrets, the four secret agents didn't react much. They were used to this happening so often. But even if they were used to it, they were still curious about some things: "Evidence?"

Aenarion: "There are many evidences. I will not enumerate them one by one. You only need to know that the essence of our world has become a spiral, a spiral of hatred. All races are struggling in this spiral of hatred and cannot escape."

"This spiral of hatred is the main theme of our world. Only a true boss can blow up this damn spiral with one punch."

"So, this world didn't give birth to Khorne, but instead gave birth to Slaanesh or something like that. It can only be called a real-world zero-side game."

Automatically filtering to Aenarion's last sentence, Mi Tousi looked at his boss's calm expression with admiration.

Aenarion's words "the real boss of the spiral of hatred" actually refer to the God of Greed, but because of various magical filters, Mi Tou Si mistakenly thought that this was Aenarion's self-declaration, and he couldn't help but admire his own boss even more.

"About 20 kilometers ahead, we will come across the ancient garrison capital of the Light Race. There is not much wealth there, but there are a large number of magical equipment and war machines, and most importantly, some dormant 'omnipotent' information processing terminals."

"These things are vital to the current Phoenix Court. The reconstruction of Val Iron City will take time, and the equipment production capacity cannot keep up with the needs of the army in a short period of time. We must restart the city's landmarks and hubs."

After speaking, Aenarion began to assign tasks to his subordinates. Although the tasks were complicated, they were very clear. Aenarion was familiar with these Lightborn cities as if he had lived in them for decades. Every detail was within his consideration. It felt like you only needed to do what he said and you would succeed. He had considered everything carefully without any mistakes.

Working with a big boss who doesn't give you even the slightest chance to show your self-worth must be a safe and comfortable experience, as smooth as taking Dove cream.

Aenarion did not have much intention of taking revenge on the Wild People, but the expansion of his tyranny in the Wild People itself could have a huge impact on the Wild People. In other words, he made big news without intending to cause trouble, which can be called a big deal.

But the other guy is different. This guy seems to be determined to make big news among the Huang people.