Chapter 275: The Art of the Sword Dancer
There was nothing strange about the druids here, the green glow on the ground and the vines that came out of the dirt and constantly absorbed the energy of flesh and blood, and the skills that only druids would use...... And this is a forest, where there is a forest, it is not strange for these druids to appear, although most of them live in the forests of Celtic Island, but in the main plane, as long as it is a forest, especially in the ancient forest, they can actually find their traces. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Originally, when those dryads and dryads woke up from their slumber and began to attack Atira's army, Alice was still very strange, there was no trace of the druid in this forest that looked so ancient, no, even now Alice is very strange, at the beginning did not attack Atila's army, and only shot now when the dryads and dryads were completely wiped out, no matter who it is, it will feel very strange.
Not far in front of Alice were five humanoid creatures dressed in leaves, because they were all hidden in their clothes, not even their hair was exposed, and Alice could not tell whether they were human or elven by such appearance...... Most of the druids were born into these two races.
What's more, it is clear that Alice has come to the range of these druids less than twenty meters away with the [Morrigan's Invisibility Cloak], and she has not sensed the breath of the five people in front of her, whether it is the life sense of the undead lich, or the legendary sense, the sixth sense of a woman or something...... In this area, in this forest, the aura of these druids has become like the top assassin [Hassan], completely integrated into the surrounding environment, making it impossible to fathom and discover.
Moreover, there is no doubt that each of these five druids has legendary strength, like a poisonous snake hidden in a dark corner of the forest, squinting slightly and spitting scarlet snake hyacinth.
Although the attack just now caused tons of damage to Attila's army, to the gnolls and centaurs, but this was also because the sudden attack caught them off guard, after the initial panic and casualties, the centaurs and the spellcasters among the gnolls, the shamans also began to move, and the famine shot, these vines struggling out of the dirt were all solved in just three minutes.
However, it is clear that Attila's enemies, the enemies on the northern continent, are not only this forest, not only these druids, but when the druids are re-putting their fangs and disappearing in the darkness, preparing for the next wave of attacks, a new force has entered.
They were some of the same creatures as humans, but their bodies were more slender, their skin was fairer, their ears were different from ordinary humans, they were very beautiful with long pointed points, they were elves, a rare race in the main plane, and most of them now lived in the World Tree, a large plane called Alfheim.
The number of elves is not very large, you can count it at a glance, only about three hundred, if you look at it purely in terms of numbers, Attila's army is hundreds of times theirs...... However, there are no absolutes in such a thing as fighting, and even with such a large disparity in numbers, Alice still does not see the slightest despair and timidity in the faces of these elves.
These elves, in the front row of the formation are some men wearing green clothes and holding two long swords, these elves with two long swords are the elite of the elves, they are the existence of the so-called sword dancers who have devoted their lives to the highest skills, they pay attention to the fight by dodging and moving quickly, rather than relying on powerful equipment or pure brute force, these elves called sword dancers do not wear any armor, those bulky armor does not play a positive role in their opinion, but affects their flexibility, so they often tattoo magic defense tattoos on their skinAlthough it is not very good defense against physical attacks, it is more than enough to defend against magic, especially simple magic.
Behind these sword dancers, there are archers with longbows, unlike the sword dancers who are all men, most of these elven archers are women, only a few men are mixed in, as the profession that occupies the highest proportion in the elven race, these archers are dedicated to providing food for the whole race when they are not fighting, especially carnivorous hunters, in the forest they are excellent hunters who can be compared to the rough women of the Amazons, and in the battlefield, their arrows will also let their enemies know what fear is。
Of course, in addition to these, there are also about fifty spellcasters in the elven team, as well as the existence of three legendary strengths, and near these casters and legends, there are some strange-shaped ballista-like instruments, but unlike ballistas, these instruments are not filled with stone bullets, but a kind of frisbee with three triangular blades extending outward in the middle.
A dull sound sounded, a scream that broke the air, and in Alice's gaze, the air was easily cut, and the frisbees with sharp blades had already come to the front of the Atila army, and the high-speed spinning frisbees easily cut the bronze armor on the white bears, and then continued to cut the flesh and blood behind...... The armor was broken, and with only flesh and blood, these white bear people were too late, and they couldn't defend against these high-speed rotating discs, coupled with their dense formation, each disc cut through the bodies of at least five or more white bear people, and the wound that broke from the stomach could not make these white bear people die on the spot, their internal organs and intestines and other things kept flowing out of the gap, roaring out painful wails, these wails will last for a long time before disappearing, and they will not disappear until they really die due to excessive blood loss。
This is a blade cart, a special weapon for war that can only be made when it comes in, it is different from the catapults and ballista carts made by the dwarves that can be used to kill and siege cities, these blade carts can only be used to kill and wound enemy soldiers, but because of this specialization, their lethality to soldiers is even more than that of catapults and ballista ballistas.
Another unexpected blow made the White Bears' team begin to panic for a while, but before they could react, the centaurs had already begun to attack, in terms of bow and arrow shooting alone, they were not weaker than anyone, under the command and mobilization of their leader, the centaurs had recovered from the blow just now, although the number was much less, but it did not affect their combat performance.
The sound of the bowstring vibrating rang out one after another, and a black dark cloud composed of pure arrows rose from the ground, crossed a semicircular arc and shrouded the elven team, due to the huge disparity in numbers, this dark cloud completely enveloped the entire elven troops, there was no gap for them to dodge, every elf, whether it was the unprotected sword dancers in the front row, or the mages at the back, they had to face at least twenty or more arrows。
There was no panic, no fear, the elves just widened their eyes, watching the arrival of the dark clouds, watching the arrows shining with cold light slowly enlarge in their vision, getting closer and closer to themselves
"Are they ready to give up?"
This idea was abandoned by her when it first appeared in Alice's inner renewal, although this was also the first time she had seen the elves with her own eyes, and she had seen the elves fighting with her own eyes, but Alice did not think that these elves even had the ability to block this wave of arrows.
Sure enough, Alice was not disappointed, and a light blue light like water appeared in the sky above the elf, just in front of the dark cloud composed of the rain of arrows, and then the dense sound of water sounded, and the water-like light echoed in circles of different sizes, and those arrows were in mid-air, as if they were plunged into the water, and the power carried on them was consumed, and then fell.
Without giving the centaur a chance to shoot a second arrow, the elven archers began to fight back, the longbows they used were different from the centaurs, they were cut from the branches of the forest, and there was a faint glow that belonged only to magic on the surface, and it was clear that each of these bows had reached the category of magic weapons.
Pull the bowstring, load the arrow, the bowstring vibrates, the arrow shoots, and then takes out the next arrow from the arrow bag at his waist and repeats the action just now.
You don't even need to aim, because these elves have absolute confidence, and as long as they are not blocked, their attacks will definitely hit the enemy...... And the fact is that the centaurs, who are more than ten times larger than the elves, are suppressed by their opponents in the field they are best at, and each arrow will surely kill a centaur, and the power of the magic weapon is undoubtedly revealed at this time.
When the centaurs fell into the wind, the gnolls did not watch from the side, in the bursts of wolf howling and barking, they quickly rushed towards the elven army on all fours, even if they were attacked by the druid just now, the loss was very large, but from Alice's point of view from the top down, she could still see the black tide surging towards the elf green phalanx.
The elven archers were suppressing the centaurs with their bows and arrows, and they couldn't free up their hands to block the jackals' footsteps with long-range attacks at this time, and those elven legends were also powerless because they needed to maintain the watery ripples in the sky to defend against the enemy's long-range attacks, and the only ones who could still shoot were the elven mage's troops and those sword dancers, and the blade cart was still loaded with ammunition, and it was also unable to attack.
At a distance of about fifty meters from the elven phalanx, the glow of magic began to appear, and a large swamp suddenly appeared in front of the gnolls...... The jackal who is already on the way to the charge has no time to turn, and it is too late to stop, and those who stop or slow down will only let themselves die faster, a jackal has just slowed down, and then he was pushed away by his companions behind him and fell to the ground, without giving him a chance to get up, he has been trampled into a pulp of flesh by the companions who are surging behind, in such a charge, the pause and slowing down represent self-dying, and the murderer is often the previous companion.
If the elves had seen the attack of the gnolls on the battlefield in Scandinavia, then they would never have used such magic as [swamp magic] in this place, and those gnolls rushed into this swamp created by the summon of magic one after another, and they paved a path out of the swamp with their lives and the corpses of their companions, stepped on the corpses of their companions, and continued to charge forward.
Under the astonished gaze of the elves, the gnolls came to a distance of twenty paces with drooling and red eyes, and then they stood up on all fours, letting go of their clenched hands to reveal what they had been holding inside, and in the whistling sound of the air, one by one the slings were thrown by the gnolls.
These slings may not be able to do anything in the face of the armored rhinoceros people, but for these elves, these elves who are not wearing any defensive armor, it is a nightmare, because of the military formation, because of the dense standing, those archers who are still suppressing the centaurs fell in rows, and even the elven mages have three died at the hands of these slings.
Without giving his opponent a chance to adjust his recovery, the gnoll man who had finished throwing the slings continued to pounce forward, his fangs shining with cold, and the rudimentary stone and bone weapons in his hands beckoned to the elven sword dancer at the front......
Then, a series of human heads flew into the sky, and the pupils of those heads that had not yet fallen to the ground still had doubts and doubts, and the sword dancers walked gracefully, dancing with the two long swords in their hands, dancing among the crowd of jackals, and they danced the most beautiful dance music with their two long swords, with the melody of death.
Every time they moved, it represented the dance of blood
Every time they wield their swords, they were able to take the life of an enemy
If you can describe it in two words, then there are only those two words
Alice said this inwardly
That's called "art."
What was once something that Alice was dismissive.