Chapter 403: Anticlimactic
Undoubtedly, these elves living in Scandinavia are much weaker than those of their fellow tribes who dared to face the Atila army in Karelia, and there is an insurmountable gap in terms of civilization, military literacy, and personal quality.
If these berserkers from the Goths still dare to be so careless in the face of the Karelian elves, then the targets of the harvest will definitely be reversed, and the siege equipment made by the elves is not much inferior to the dwarves.
However, there are not so many ifs in the world, and these elves are not Karelian elves, they are just a group of people who live in the forest, isolated from the world all year round, and disconnected from society.
Whether it is a year, or ten years, or a hundred years, their way of life has not changed, nor has they thought of changing in the past, and in this place where there are almost no natural enemies and no war has been felt, the only thing they need to do is to repeat the monotonous and peaceful life day after day.
Such a way of life cannot be said to be bad, and even in many places on the main plane, only the kingdom of the legendary gods can live such a carefree life, without war, without killing, without death.
However, the reality is that this is the main plane, and no matter how you escape, you will definitely not be able to escape the tide of war, because this place is not like the Kingdom of God, which has the protection of the gods, and the power of these elves cannot stop the watchful eyes and attacks of careerists.
If it weren't for Siegel's plan to keep the bunch and anger the will of the forest, and to get the dryads and the animals of the forest to join the battle, these elves would have failed long ago
Whether it is in personal combat skills or the use of tactics, the elves' side is at an absolute disadvantage, even if Siegel gives them one hand, they can't afford to turn over any waves, and the inexperienced elves, every move is within Siegel's expectations, and they are within his rhythm.
Having not experienced the baptism of war, when have these elves ever seen such a ferocious enemy, perhaps the most terrifying thing in their impression is that the dragons who lost their minds and rushed to the tribe at the time of Q period, but the destruction that the dragons found will not be as terrifying as these berserkers.
The compatriots who were still talking just now fell to the ground in the blink of an eye, their bodies were cut into pieces by sharp weapons, the strong smell of blood spread in the air, and the dry land was thickened and wet with blood.
The impulsive sword dancers had already died as corpses in the counter-charge, and the rest of them were smart, timid, and calm, but they soon didn't need to think too much about it, and the axes in the sky were like shining stars, weaving in mid-air to form a web of death, hanging over their heads.
There were so many of them, and the speed was so fast, that they didn't even have a chance to dodge, so they could only dance their double swords with difficulty, trying their best to shoot down this wave of attacks, but even if they tried their best, more than a dozen sword dancers still died under this wave of attacks, and dozens of sword dancers were injured to varying degrees.
Without giving them a chance to think and react, the berserkers' charge was in its final stages, throwing away their shields, losing their weight to speed up their advance, holding their weapons in both hands, shouting loud and headache-inducing slogans, and rushing straight into the ranks that came in.
The elves who have fear in their hearts, how can they be the opponents of the berserkers led by Siegel, the skills honed by thousands of battles and hunts, but because of the timidity in their hearts, they can't play normally, and even thirty percent of their strength is difficult to play, and their originally agile bodies are now like pressing a mountain, becoming extremely sluggish.
This is not worse, what is worse is that the Elven Sword Dancers are fighting the Berserkers in the way that is most unsuitable for them, the most suitable for the Berserkers, giving up their agility and agility to abandon the wandering way of fighting in favor of fighting the Berserkers head-on.
Fortunately, the elven side was not only the sword dancer, the elven sentries also joined the white-knuckle battle, although the centaurs under Siegel brought them a little trouble, but under the absolute superiority of numbers, the elven sentries still succeeded in victory, when they sent arrows into the head of the last centaur, the battle between the archers finally came to an end
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This is not something to be happy about, with home field advantage, the number of centaurs is still several times that of the centaur, it took so long to solve the opponent, for the elven sentinels, this is not an honor to boast about, but a shame buried deep in the bones.
The elven sentinels also knew that now was not the time to think about this, they who had been stationed on the periphery of the elves all the year round were much more enlightened than their kindred, and they knew that they were still fighting for the survival of the tribe, and they had to wait until after the victory to say anything, and the most important first priority now was to help the sword dancers clean up the mess and completely eliminate the enemy's berserker troops
Otherwise, when the sword dancers are slaughtered, they and the elven druids will be directly exposed to the vision of the opposing melee warriors, and if it really reaches that point, the entire elven tribe will undoubtedly step into the abyss of death
The sentries who had their hands free were once again focused on the berserkers, and the situation was different from the one before, the berserkers were holding their shields high, and those shields that had been processed specifically to deal with the arrows made their attacks useless.
But now the berserkers are engaged in white-knuckle combat with the elven sword dancers, and they are not used to these shields when they are fighting and fighting, so the berserkers are now fighting with the elves with weapons in both hands.
Giving up the protection of the shield, wearing only a thin leather coat, such a defense is about the same as no for both arrows and blades, of course, normal Scandinavians will not feel that there is anything wrong with this, the real warrior should not wear any defense, and fight to the death with the enemy in a dignified manner.
These Gothic berserkers had not followed Beowulf on his expedition outside the borders of the country, had not fought against the army of Attila, and had not received any specific information about the crushing defeat from the mouths of the Jeats.
Otherwise, Siegel would have forced his berserkers to wear armor and armor, and would never continue to fight in the same rough way as he had always been, because in his opinion, victory was more important to him than to adhere to these backward traditions.
The habit of backwardness is already backward no matter how it is, even if this habit gives these gothic berserkers an indescribable sense of satisfaction in their hearts, making them feel that this is honor, and this is a warrior.
So at this time, when they began to slaughter the elven sword dancers, the elven sentries with their free hands taught them a good lesson with their bows and arrows, and told them how much they would suffer when they were engaged in large-scale battles.
Elven sentinels are known for their precision in archery, invented specifically for hunting and sniping, so in such a chaotic battlefield, elven sentinels are able to grasp gaps in battle and pierce the throat and heart of enemies with arrows without harming their fellow citizens.
The sentinels remained calm, not distracted by the death of their countrymen and the cruel wars and the devastation of the battlefield, drawing arrows and bending their bows and shooting arrows, as if they had hunted hundreds of times and practiced thousands of times.
The noisy battlefield, all kinds of sounds, became the best cover for the elven sentinels to attack, the sound of arrows breaking through the air, was easily muffled, and the berserkers who were still fighting, wielding weapons, tearing the enemy's body, often only felt a pain in their throat and heart, and then a sharp pain came, the body was cold, and the consciousness fell into darkness.
The berserkers did not die in the battle on the battlefield, but were shot by the cold arrows of the elves, at this moment their hearts were full of anger and grievances, eager to quickly slaughter the sword dancers in front of them, break free, rush to the front of the elven sentry, vigorously wave the weapons in their hands, cut the opponent into pieces, and use blood to extinguish the anger in their hearts
Unfortunately, they couldn't, and the Berserker's death didn't just make the Berserkers even angrier, but also revived the Sword Dancers who were in a state of fear and had forgotten how to fight
With the support of their compatriots, and seeing that the berserker who had been killing all sides just now was pierced by an arrow and fell to the ground as a corpse, the sword dancers realized that the enemy would still die, and that the wound that had been separated would bleed, and that the wound that had been pierced would bleed, and that if it had pierced the vital point, it would die
It's the same as the dead prey they've hunted
The perked up sword dancers began to adjust their mentality, although there were only a hundred of them left due to one reason or another, but also because of the decrease in numbers, the area where they could move became larger.
Like a fawn hiding from a brown bear in the forest, sword dancers weave their swords through the crowd, using their dexterous steps, agile bodies, and skillful skills to dodge the berserkers' attacks
It's like going on a hunt and dodging the attacks of a bulky brown bear, no matter how powerful the enemy's attack is, as long as you use your agility to prevent the opponent's attack from hitting you, there is absolutely no problem
The berserkers began to fight bitterly, and when there were casualties, Siegel was no better, and the elves hated the leader of the invaders.
The elven elder who was free to deal with him himself, fireballs, lightning, ice arrows, and all kinds of attacking plants, all made Siegel scramble to deal with them, not to mention that at least ten of the best of the elven sentinels were aiming at him with bows, as long as he showed a slight flaw, those arrows would be mercilessly stuck in his body
Unlike the berserkers, Siegel is wearing armor, and the armor's defense is very good, and it has blocked no less than five elven attacks for him, which is why he is so easily recognized by the elves
Siegel's mood was very bad right now, because the situation was starting to slip in the way he didn't want to see, and even worse was that he didn't have the energy and time to change all this now, dealing with the elven elders had already consumed most of his attention, and the rest still needed to be put on the elven sentries who were watching from the sidelines
In Siegel's calculations, the key to breaking the game is not the shamans and druids in the army, nor the berserkers who have been caught in the mire by the sword dancers and sentinels
Siegel's hole cards were thrown out one by one, and the only one left who could change the situation was the only one out of his control, the support he had from the gods he believed in...... The frost giants who are violently slicing the dryad into pieces of wood
The elves' attention is all on the berserker, and they are focused on avenging their dead compatriots, up to the three elven elders, down to the sword dancers and sentinels and druids below, all focused on dealing with the berserkers
For a moment, the battlefield of the Frost Giants and the Dryad was forgotten by them, and it was only when the cold blue fog began to spread in this direction, and the elves remembered what a serious mistake they had made
The frost giants who had solved their opponents, with wounds of varying sizes and a bloodthirsty smile on their faces, began to join the elves and goths in the battle, their huge bodies and the dense fog that wrapped around them, making it difficult for the elves' attacks to damage them
And the ubiquitous dense fog has brought the situation back to its previous appearance, and the elves, who are thin and thinly dressed, have no good way to deal with the sudden drop in temperature
As the giants charged towards this, the elves began to crumble unsurprisingly, and no matter how loud the three elders shouted, they could not dispel the fear that was haunting the elves
There was no time to open the hole cards, and there was no chance to open them, and the animals that were called by the elves had not yet joined the battlefield, feeling the aura emanating from these behemoths, and even lost the courage to resist, and left here with their tails between them
At the same time, the insects that gnawed and played with all the corpses began to gradually disperse, and they had no wisdom, but just followed their instincts to act and live, and without the will of the forest, their lives returned to their original trajectory
The shamans had stopped unleashing the meteor shower, there was no threat, the forest where the dryads had all been killed, seeing the strength of Siegel's army, and having the rudimentary wisdom, chose to compromise, chose to sit back and watch again, leaving the arena and continuing to be a spectator
Because from the bodies of these frost giants, it felt an unusual aura, the breath of a god called a god but similar to a mortal
And this is the main reason why the elves are broken
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