Chu Ci's back molars began to ache faintly and became angry.

It wasn't as he expected, the arrows shot by the wind elves were still powerful, powerful, and swift.

When I poked my head out just now, I glanced at it, this group of long-legged people was carrying two quivers, one quiver should be about fifteen to twenty, and so far, six or seven have been shot, and the most depressing thing is that the giant wolves under the buttocks of those wolf cavalry are tied to a long bag, looking at the size, it should also be loaded with arrows.

Like Wang Ba, he kept stretching out his head and shrinking his head, thinking about consuming the opponent's physical strength and arrows, but he didn't see any effect at all.

"Why are these stinky girls so fierce!" Chu Ci leaned on the instep of the priest's statue, snorting and panting.

Morningstar shrugged, coughed up blood, and blinked, to the effect that I didn't make anything.

Beamon's Wind Elf Archer team is the ace of the Praetorian Guard, and although it is not mysterious, it has never met with the regular Terran army, so Morning Star doesn't know much about it.

"Fight!"

Chu Ci, who suddenly had a bold idea, stood up and picked up all the things on the ground that could be stuffed into the armor, and after stuffing it into the armor, Chu Ci gritted his teeth, and then, like a vicious dog pounced on food, his whole body pounced in the air.

A group of people were dumbfounded, because Chu Ci was different from just now, instead of sticking out his head to attract a wave of arrow rain and then retracting his head, the whole person pounced out.

Not surprisingly, he turned into a hedgehog in mid-air.

With a "poof", Chu Ci lay on the ground.

"Ahh I... Hit the arrow. As soon as his eyes were closed, Chu Ci, who was lying sideways, fell to the ground weakly.

But then, Chu Ci, who pretended to be dead, immediately got up like the old king next door.

Because another rain of arrows came at his head.

Originally, Chu Ci's idea was very good, he pretended to be dead when he was hit by an arrow, and then he attacked again when the enemy came, but who knew that the group of wind elves didn't eat him at all, and they were obviously shot into hedgehogs, and they actually had to make up for the knife.

In order to pretend to be dead, Chu Ci was also open-minded, and when he was in the air, he deliberately curled up his body, protecting his head and heart with both hands, and the armor on his forearms and thighs was also shot through, although it was only a flesh wound, but it was still very painful after all.

As a result, there is no point in doing so at all, because people want to mend the knife, and it may be that the wind elves are not fooled at all.

"Your uncle!"

Even Chu Ci, who was rolling and crawling, was anxious, and he didn't bother to return to the statue of the Holy Father, gritting his teeth and preparing to fight.

After casually pulling out the shield, Chu Ci began to run forward on all fours like a cheetah, picking up a lot of messy things by the way, picking them up and throwing them forward.

That is, the corpses all over the ground are all over the ground, that is, the defensive power of the ice armor is amazing, that is, Chu Ci's body is pressed low enough, that is, the wind elves really didn't expect Chu Ci to dare to rush over, that is, his body was originally full of arrows, and the corridor of less than fifty meters seemed to be only for a short moment, and Chu Ci crashed into the elite wolf cavalry acting as a bodyguard.

After the group of wolf cavalrymen who collided with them turned over on their backs, Chu Ci easily snatched the two scimitars, and then began to dance again, seeing who cut whom.

As a Praetorian Guard, the strength of the elite wolf cavalry is not questionable, as can be seen from the leather armor embedded with steel nails and the sophisticated scimitar, just the equipment has caught up with the middle commander in the Beamon army, but unfortunately, it is still because of the terrain restrictions!

If it was in an open area, even if the wolf cavalry did not get together, even if the number of wolf cavalry was not so large, even if it was a little more empty so that the giant wolves could pull away so much, Chu Ci would be easy to die today.

Elite wolf cavalry like this are used as cavalry, suitable for charging and killing on the battlefield, rather than fighting at close range in a small space.

If you want to deal with a warrior like Chu Ci who is stepping on the battle ring, it is not impossible to win by numbers, or it is slow to achieve results, and it is easy to overturn.

From Chu Ci throwing out his shield to putting down a piece of wolf cavalry like chopping melons and vegetables, it was a blink of an eye, and a group of wind elves were completely dumbfounded.

The faces of the wind elves finally showed a panicked expression, holding the longbow but unable to aim at Chu Ci, and even if they did, they didn't dare to let go of the arrow easily.

Chu Ci is not a fool either, he moves at high speed while slashing people, and does not give the wind elves a chance at all.

The wind elf drew the bow into a full moon, but could not immediately release the arrow, for fear of being injured by mistake.

If a salvo is fired in a small area like the one just now, the rain of arrows will definitely hurt the wolf cavalry.

They can shoot deadly arrows without mercy when dealing with their enemies, but these elite wolf cavalry are not enemies, but their companions.

They all belong to the palace guards, and when they go out to fight, the duty of these wolf cavalry is to protect them, and if necessary, they and the giant wolf under them can be used as shields to protect these wind elves.

Sometimes, soft-heartedness can kill people.

If this group of wind elves gritted their teeth and stomped their feet and released arrows in unison, even if they would accidentally injure allies, they would at least cause a lot of damage to Chu Ci, and it was not impossible to directly solve the battle.

But it was precisely because the wind elves were soft-hearted that they couldn't release the arrows, but instead gave Chu Ci an opportunity, and after a meal of chopping melons and vegetables, the wolf cavalry was reduced by half.

Although the wind elves are far stronger than ordinary people, after all, they have not been subjected to systematic hand-to-hand combat techniques, and in battle, most of them are responsible for medium and long-range suppression and sniping.

The Wind Elf archers and the elite wolf cavalry never had any communication off the battlefield.

But they know that these taciturn wolf cavalry are companions and comrades-in-arms who can be entrusted with their lives, and they can pay their blood and lives without hesitation in order to protect themselves.

And how could the wind elves, who retained the blood of the elves, hurt their comrades and companions indiscriminately in cold blood.

So they clasped the bowstring tightly, but they couldn't release the arrows, staring at Chu Ci, who was killing in all directions, and gritting their silver teeth one by one.

This is also the wind elf, and the other archer troops of Beamon would have released their arrows a long time ago.

The old priest didn't expect Chu Ci to really rush over, and he was in a big mess for a while, shouting for something to release arrows, but the wind elves were indifferent, just pulling the full moon to look for an opportunity.

Bell, who had just survived under Chu Ci's hands, flicked his whip and pulled out a bloody streak on the back of a wind elf.

The wind elf snorted, and as soon as he missed, sharp arrows flew out, and the man knelt on the ground.

This whip has the skin open and the flesh opens.

Chu Ci had a loud alarm bell in his head, tilted his head slightly, but snatched the sharp arrow, but his eyes were missing on the back of the wind elf who was kneeling on the ground.

In addition to the blood marks that had just been drawn out by the whip, the back was full of old whip marks.

Bear Commander Bell whipped his whip like a madman, whipping the wheel on the bare backs of the wind elves.

Many wind elves who suffered pain gritted their teeth but pulled the bowstring tightly, for fear of shooting the elite wolf cavalry.

This also happened to give Chu Ci an opportunity to advance a few meters further.

At this time, he was less than twenty meters away from the wind elves, and almost all the wolf cavalry around him were cut down.

With a low roar, Chu Ci grabbed the corpse of a giant wolf and smashed it over, his body following closely behind, wanting to deal with these only wind elves who could cause damage to himself.

This time, the wind elves could finally release their arrows, because there was no need to scruple anymore, and the wolf cavalry had all let Chu Ci cut them down.

Unfortunately, the distance is too close.

Like a humanoid tank, Chu Ci rushed forward with his head covered with his hands, directly turning the people who these wind elves had hit on their backs.

Chu Ci didn't know what he thought, it stands to reason that he should have grabbed the scimitar with both hands and slashed over.

After crashing out of a vacuum, Chu Ci jumped high and kicked at Bell, the bear man who was overseeing the battle.

This very amateur big flying foot is right in the big face plate of Bear Bell.

Chu Ci knew in his heart that the strength of this kick was not great, and it was flying without running.

But who knew that Bell's figure was very exaggerated and rolled in a circle, and then stood up and seemed to be a little unsteady on his feet, swaying, and fell off the city wall.

Chu Ci was a little stunned, the battle effect completely exceeded his expectations, this bear man is so big, it is impossible to be like this with a kick, right?

It's not like I haven't fought with the bear man just now, just this kick, at most, you can kick down, but the other party behaves as if you were directly kicked into a concussion?

However, time did not allow Chu Ci to think about those useless ones, the wind elves did not lose their combat effectiveness, Chu Ci retreated again, and after rushing back, he pounced on the old priest.

After grabbing the old priest and rolling around on the ground, Chu Ci stood up and picked up the old priest who exuded a strange smell on his body.

The bright scimitar rested on the old priest's neck, and Chu Ci squinted his eyes, trying to hide his body behind the human shield.

The Wind Elves can't shoot arrows again.

Holding the longbow, he looked at Chu Ci, his face was full of anger, but he couldn't make the next move.

I didn't shoot just now because the elite wolf cavalry was their partner and comrade-in-arms.

If you don't shoot now, it's because the hostage in Chu Ci's hand is a scepter priest.

Changing the title of Elementalist, the Priest of Wands is like a Mentor-level Elementalist.

If they had shot the Priest of the Scepter, they would have died when they returned to Bimon, but the torture would have been endless.

Chu Ci secretly breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the old priest's neck and laughed.

"Come on, shoot me, shoot me in the face, hahaha, you off!"

After the statue of the Holy Father, the morning star lay between the legs of the statue and looked at it, looking inexplicable.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he really couldn't imagine that a guy who didn't rely on battle intent, didn't rely on elemental power, but relied on the barbarian battle ring, or just relied on physical strength, could actually grasp the initiative again and again in such a lifeless and dangerous situation.

"Your Excellency Little Nezha, it's so powerful. Garnia's eyes lit up.

Our Lady Hathaway: "He is the devil incarnate." ”

Chu Ci turned around: "Get out of your uncle." ”