"What is that? Is it a human spellcaster? How can it be so powerful?"

These elven elders, who live in their own acres and threes of land, have never been far away, and have never seen such a novel thing as a catapult, and in their concept, only an attack that has reached the legendary level can cause such terrifying damage with a single blow.

They couldn't comprehend the sparks of technology and intelligence that could once only be done by legends, and they didn't know what a nightmare this catapult had given the Attila army.

"It's a dwarven catapult, a tool for war. ”

An elf who had supported humanity in the last battle and witnessed that cruel war corrected from the side, his face pale as he looked at the three machines that kept firing stone bullets, and the screams of his compatriots and the roar of stone bullets smashing into the ground came to his ears, and the cold feeling spread from his limbs to his whole body, and even the rhythm of the heartbeat of his heart couldn't help but slow down.

"The dwarven catapults, are they the toys of the dwarves? Are you saying that there are other dwarves besides these humans who invaded our territory this time?"

"I didn't expect those short men to be able to create such interesting things in addition to the artifacts that the gods were fighting for. ”

"No, dwarves don't do such meaningless things, and there are no dwarves in the human army. ”

As a race that is good at archery, the elves also have a keen eyesight, and with the faint moonlight, their eyes travel a distance of several hundred meters, carefully observing everything in the human camp.

"What's next?"

A hesitant look appeared on the face of an elven elder, he was the second-ranked elder in the entire elven elders' council, usually known for being conservative and stern, and now it was the same, the enemy in front of him was obviously prepared, if he continued to launch a strong attack, it would be tantamount to huge casualties.

"The viper coiled up, spat out the letter, and bared its fangs, and you are going to retreat?"

In the elven team, only the second elder who can reprimand the second elder is a great elder whose status and strength are higher than him, as the controller of the entire elven tribe, he will definitely not accept to let go of these enemies who dare to invade the territory just because of a few catapults.

Although he also has little experience in warfare and has not dealt with humans a few times, he is familiar with the habits of beasts as an elven sentinel, and if he does not fight back when a beast invades the territory, then the next time the beasts watching will join the team fighting for this territory.

"And they agreed!"

Suddenly, the last elven elder standing next to the two of them had a happy look on his face, his brown eyebrows raised slightly, and he waved vigorously at the camp in the distance with a clenched fist.

"Knock" "Knock" "Knock"

The heavy, rhythmic sound came from the depths of the forest, and even in the forest, which had become very lively, it was still very abrupt and difficult to ignore.

"What's that sound?"

The screams of the elves did not make Siegel get carried away, he listened intently to the sounds coming from in the distance, for various reasons, Siegel could not get 100% of the elves' memories, so he had to turn to a druid and asked.

Compared to the other races under them, the druids, known as the children of the forest, came to the forest as if they were at home, and judging by the sweaty faces of the druids next to them, they definitely knew where the sound came from.

"It's the dryad and the dryad, it's definitely them, I won't be mistaken. ”

The druid, questioned by Siegel, swallowed, and in a dry voice he said what Siegel wanted to know.

"Dryads and dryads, trees that can communicate and move like living creatures?"

Although Siegel had seen these two magical creatures when he married Sigourney on that occasion, he didn't know much about them, except that the dryads were good at hand-to-hand combat, and the dryads could use druid spells.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, the druid's face in front of him changed drastically, he puffed up his forehead muscles, threw himself at Siegel with all his might, and threw him to the ground, and then a deafening explosion came into his ears, and the smoke and dust in the sky were noisy, enveloping the entire camp.

"Ahem, cough, cough"

The air began to flow rapidly, forming a small hurricane over the camp, and the smoke and dust cleared, but the sight of the scene made Siegel's face turn pale.

Not far behind him, there were only three stones the size of a door, the surface of which was full of cracks, and on the ground were some burning shards and pieces of charred flesh.

Feng Shui rotated, and these dwarf catapults would be shattered by similar attacks, neither Siegel nor the shamans in charge of protection could have imagined it.

"I'll remember you for your work. ”

Siegel took a deep look at the druids who had just pounced on him, and he knew that if it hadn't been for that pounce, maybe he would have become like those guys who were stoned to pulp.

"Don't ...... Get down!"

Siegel's order had not yet been fully issued, and the sharp sound of breaking the air sounded again, he hurriedly shouted, and then fell to the ground in embarrassment, and the violent vibration came again, but this time there was no scream of personnel.

The Dryads use stone orbs condensed by earth elements to perform long-range strikes, which are the only means they can use to carry out long-range attacks, and although the hit rate is terrible, the power is definitely no joke.

The reason why the first time he was able to successfully destroy the catapults of Siegel's army was because Siegel gathered them all together, and the other was because of rare luck.

So the second attack could only be smashed on the wall that Siegel had forged, and the tough vines were bound to the wall of wood and sturdy stone slabs that were so strong that even if they were hit by the stones thrown by the dryads, there were only slight cracks on the surface.

Moreover, these rifts quickly disappeared under the repair of the druid, and seeing that the enemy dryad's attack was not able to hit every shot, the morale that had been hit hard by the first wave of attacks was barely recovered.

"I'll remember you for your work. ”

Getting up and dusting himself off, Siegel turned his attention to the war, calling the leader of his shamans, whispering in his ear.

Siegel certainly knew why these dryads were among the enemy's ranks, all because of the trees he had cut down to build the walls when he set up the camp, and the damage he had done to the forest in the previous battle.

At first, Siegel was still in a state of complacency as a victor, so he didn't care if he would anger the dryads and dryads, and in his opinion, even the city of Barushinge, which was blessed by the trees, was burned to ruins by his own fire, and the rest should not be a concern.

But Siegel forgot that although he was the leader who destroyed Barusenge, it was really strictly speaking, and it was still thanks to Loki's help and strategy to really destroy the old enemy that had always been destroyed.

It is precisely because of Loki's conspiracy that the city of Barusenga, which has lost its royal family, has been plunged into civil strife, so that the druids and dryads living in it are busy dealing with the conflicts and civil strife that break out everywhere, and they have also sent the help of frost giants and centaurs to completely eliminate Barusenge before other forces can react.

Fortunately, Siegel is not without countermeasures against the enemy Dryad and Dryad, and in terms of pure destructive power, the shamans in his army are much better than the druids.

The shaman nodded earnestly, not daring to slack off, he carefully memorized all of Siegel's instructions in his head, and waited until Siegel finished speaking, he trotted back to the shaman's troops.

Incomprehensible spells appeared in the mouths of these shamans, all of whom were chanting the same magic spell, cascading on top of each other like echoes of yelling in the snow.

The light of the fire appeared in the palms of the shamans, and with the chanting of the incantation, the surrounding fire elements quickly converged towards the fireball, and the flame, which was originally only the size of a fingernail, became the size of a basin in a matter of seconds.

Most plants are afraid of fire, whether it is small grass on the ground or tall trees, they are usually very vulnerable when faced with raging fire.

"Block, block, block, don't give them a chance to attack!"

The Elven Grand Elder saw the firelight in the camp and the fireballs condensed in the hands of the shamans, and he began to give orders for defense, while the staff in his hand began to condense the magic of defense.

"You continue to attack, and the defense is left to us and the dryads. ”

Thanks to the elves' efforts, their army had advanced to a distance of five hundred meters from Siegel's camp, a distance in which the magic of both sides could easily hit the other.

The dryads held their hands aloft like tree roots, and earthy yellow energy was forming in the cracks between their hands, condensing into dirt and then turning into stone at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

At this time, the magic of the shamans had also come closer, the air was scorching hot, the night was as bright as day in the firelight, and the elves began to panic a little, after all, no one could remain calm and calm in the face of hundreds of fireballs that could easily burn themselves to ashes.

"Don't miss a single one, block them all for me. ”

The Elven Elder shouted again, several shields glowing with metallic sheen floating above his head, and under his control, they headed towards the fireballs.

The druids didn't have a good defense against these fireballs, which were filled with fire elementals, as most of the magic they could use would be burned out by the heat contained in the fireballs.

Only the shields summoned by the [Body Protector Aegis], whether they are made of earth, stone or metal, are materials that cannot be burned by ordinary flames, and in the face of fireball attacks, although they cannot get the effect of standing out, they are barely enough.

"Bump" "Bump" "Bump"

The explosion of fireballs hitting shields kept coming overhead, like fireworks set off at festivals and festivals, and the flames that were still burning were scattered to the ground, but they were no longer insignificant.

As the distance got closer, Siegel did not continue to order the troops in the camp to carry out long-range attacks on the enemy, and even the magic of the shamans was stopped by him, as long as the dryad on the opposite side was protected by the elven druid, no matter how hard he tried, it was in vain.

Now that it had reached this point, Siegel had no choice but to hope that the tide of the battle would be turned around in the next white-knuckle battle, and he had a group of powerful berserkers in his hands, and in such a large number of battles, the berserkers would exert a higher combat power than the elven sword dancers.

At the last 200 meters, the archers on both sides were in the best range, and because of the wall, they invariably used the technique of projectile to attack, and the rain of arrows falling from the sky caused some casualties on both sides.

However, because it is a projectile, the archery skills that the elven sentinels are proud of cannot be 100% played, and the number is obviously several times that of the centaur, but they are suppressed by the opponent's arrow rain in the competition.

"The advantage is on our side, let the dryads destroy that wall and let our sword dancers rush in. ”

The Elven Grand Elder wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned around to order.

The distance between the two sides is very close, and the dryads can't throw stones well, so let them as troops and destroy those walls is the best wall.

The Elven Elder also has the same confidence in the melee troops under his command as Siegel, he has not heard of the name of Berserker, but he believes that in such a small camp, the number of people must be quite dense, and such an environment will indeed hinder the Berserker's battle, and at the same time, such an environment is also the best stage for sword dancers to show their strength.

"Stop them, I command you to stop them, and if you can't do it, then you die!"

In times of crisis, there should be no life-saving grace, and with threatening words, he gave desperate orders to the druids that they must use magic to stop the dryads from approaching.

Those big guys who are more than ten meters and twenty meters tall are a lot taller than the walls that Siegel has carefully built, and with their strength, these walls are no better than toys, and they will definitely be easily destroyed by them.

Wait for the rabbit, wait for the rabbit

If there is no strain, how can you treat the rabbit