ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

The sound of the blood blade came, and many werewolves had some backbones, and immediately erected their shields, which were of average quality, but the arrows were enough to deal with most of the elves.

After the initial chaos, a werewolf finally crossed the river and washed up the grassy slope on this side.

On the grassy slope, a green glow flashed, and then the green grass, which had just looked so delicate, immediately grew like a snake stretching its body, entangled everything they could, whether it was the feet of a werewolf or the tail of a wolf rider...... They continued to grow, like big green snakes wrapping around them, and they became tighter and tighter.

Countless green flakes flew out of the forest, slashing at the faces, arms, bodies, and throats of the orcs like knives...... All the places that can be cut.

……

This is the power of astral magic unleashed by several elven elders.

This kind of power is not not strong, but there are too many enemies, like youth on this grassy slope, leaves on a giant tree, after killing a batch, another batch will come.

The arrows gradually decreased, and the star power gradually depleted, but the other party became more and more courageous, and finally ...... There were cavalry rushing into the jungle.

The unilateral attack of the elves evolved into a close-quarters meat catch, in this kind of meat hunting, they naturally lost their advantage, except for a few elves whose martial arts cultivation was quite good, more elves were in a critical situation, for no other reason, the number of the other party was too much.

If it was just one-on-one, they would definitely not lose, but five or six werewolves besieged one, and the mounts under them were still biting one by one with their mouths wide open, and in such a situation, the elves would inevitably suffer casualties.

Luo Tianyi waved his hand to help the elf elder knock away the werewolf leader who rushed over, and shouted loudly.

"Retreat!"

The elves immediately jumped out of the battle circle and fled into the jungle, but they did not dare to run too fast, but only shot arrows as they retreated, inducing the enemy to continue attacking.

Soon, the battle ahead soon reached the ears of the Chinese army.

"Elves stop the werewolf army in the jungle by the river."

"Werewolf Man Ma has successfully broken through the opponent's defense line and is attacking along the river."

"How many are there?"

"About five or six hundred."

"Order, divide two thousand werewolves to pursue, and the others continue to advance."

"Yes!"

Soon, the order reached the front.

An army of werewolves pursued the fleeing elves, while the rest of the centaurs marched through the valley on the blood-stained river with werewolf corpses lying in front of them.

In the woods.

"What sound?!"

An elf pricked up his ears and listened, and climbed neatly up the tree beside him, looking into the distance.

God, what did he see?

What are those black clouds that are crushing like dark clouds?

The elf's face turned pale, and a chill broke out of his back.

"Oh no, the orc army is already approaching the village, ...... quickly" he plucked a leaf from a nearby tree with trembling fingers, brought it to his mouth, and blew it vigorously.

Every elf is a natural performer, they can play beautiful notes with just one leaf, and this elf is no exception.

However, at this moment, the leaf between his lips was blowing out the most rapid rhythm.

That kind of sound is definitely not beautiful, not even pleasant, such a rapid rhythm, will make everyone who hears it can't help but wrinkle their hearts, the elves understand the meaning of music, such a tune means - dangerous, very dangerous!