"So many Nightblade Leopards and Frost-Patterned Tigers are elven troops!These damn elves actually walked out of the Nightsong Forest and infiltrated into the northern grassland!" Looking at the attacking knights from far and near, the centaur general let out an exclamation in disbelief.

Although the faces of the knights were obscured by the visors on their helmets, Manolok was able to guess their identities from the mounts they were riding.

On the continent of Northumbed, in addition to orcs, there are only elves who like to form and domesticate leopards and tigers as mounts in large quantities. Then specifically to use the Nightblade Leopard and the Frost Tiger as mounts, it can only be elves.

There is no other reason, just because the main habitat of these two magical beasts is the Night Song Forest, and the Night Song Forest is the only territory occupied by the elf clan on the continent today.

After the elven mages on their side launched two rounds of magic attacks on the orc camp, the elven knights also began to attack the orc camp on the way to gallop on their mounts. They took off their bows and arrows one after another, raised their bows and pulled the strings, and shot their arrows, and the sound of a buzzing bowstring trembling sounded one after another. I saw that the arrows like a storm were first thrown into the sky, and then sprinkled towards the orc camp.

A thousand years after the destruction of the Umayyad Dynasty of the Elven Empire, the famous elven arrow rain on the continent has finally reappeared in the world!

"Those elves shoot arrows so far?" Manolok measured the range of the elven knights after witnessing the rain of arrows shot by them, and his face suddenly changed.

There was no shortage of good marksmen in Manolok's Splithoof Legion, and he was surprised to find that the range of the elven knights far exceeded that of his own archers.

"The equipment of the elves is much better than that of our orcs! The longbows used by the elven archers are almost all magic bows, and they are not comparable to the ordinary bows used by our orcs at all! If we only talk about mounted archery, I am afraid that even our blood-toothed wolf cavalry will be inferior to them!" Boggs said with an ugly face.

"Your Excellency, Legion Commander, let me lead the bloodfang cavalry to intercept these elves!" Boggs continued. With that, he walked away from Manorock's side quickly, and commanded his blood-toothed wolf cavalry to meet the elven knights.

Then there was another deafening roar in the sky.

Manolok looked up and saw a huge black shadow descend from the sky, falling into the orc camp.

Through the light of the fire burning in the barracks, Manolok could see the appearance of a black shadow, a huge monster with two heads.

"Chimera!" Manolok's eyes widened, and even his cheeks trembled slightly. He knew that looking at the current situation, the daily mercenary group was clearly prepared after suddenly receiving strong reinforcements from the elven clan. If one is not careful, there is a real possibility that your side will be defeated.

Manolok didn't dare to take it lightly, he looked around the battlefield, then roared, waved the giant axe in his hand, and also entered the battle.

After experiencing a series of blows from magic and a rain of arrows, the orc warriors fell into panic and confusion, and the mercenary warriors took the opportunity to break through the gate of the orc camp and slaughtered into the orc camp.

A black and vigorous black shadow swooped back and forth in the orc camp like black lightning, and every time the black shadow swooped past an orc warrior, it would bring one with it

The blood arrows flew high, and then the orc warrior would fall to the ground, unable to get up again.

That shadow was Senna's transformed panther.

It didn't take long for dozens of orc warriors to die under the claws of the panther.

"Quick, shoot that panther!" a shout suddenly reached the panther's ears.

When the panther heard the sound, he turned around and found that a dozen orc archers were gathered dozens of meters away on the right, and under the command of an orc officer, they were drawing their bows and arrows and aiming their arrows at him.

"Shoot the arrows!" the orc officer waved his hand and shouted again.

More than a dozen arrows immediately shot at the panther like flying locusts.

In the face of the flying arrows, the panther twisted its body and avoided the arrows with incredible movements. All the arrows flew by the panther's body, and the scene looked thrilling, but the panther was always in danger.

The orc archers were all taken aback when they saw that the dozen or so arrows they shot had all missed, and they immediately reached out and touched the quiver they were carrying, ready to shoot the next round.

The black panther would not give the orc shooters another chance, only to see it bow and flick its bow, leap into the air like lightning, and pounce on the group of orc shooters.

With a continuous burst of screams, the orc archers, including the orc officer who commanded the release of the arrows, did not have time to shoot the arrows again, and lost their lives under the gnashing of teeth and claws of the black panther who killed them.

As soon as the panther took a breath after killing all the orc shooters, he heard a rumbling hoof, and the ground was even shaking gently!

The black panther followed the prestige, and saw a hundred meters away in front of him, an extraordinarily tall centaur knight, whether it was the upper body of the human body or the lower half of the horse's body, wrapped in a thick layer of iron armor, waved a huge double-bladed long-handled battle axe in his forehand, and rushed towards a team of daily mercenary warriors with his hooves flying over.

After the centaur knight entered the crowd of the day-by-day mercenary warriors, he was like entering a no-man's land, and he went on a rampage, only to see that between the flashes of the axe, there were constantly day-by-day mercenary soldiers who were split in half by the giant axe in his hand. Moreover, the four hard iron hooves of the lower body of the centaur knight also turned into weapons, stepping towards the daily mercenary warrior who dared to stop him, and crushing the bones of a daily mercenary warrior.

The mercenary warriors fell in pieces like waves of wheat from the autumn harvest, and the blood in the sky spilled on the centaur knights.

The misty moonlight reflected the hideous face of the centaur knight, and at this moment, he was like a machine harvesting life.

Seeing that in just a moment, the team of daily mercenary warriors was slaughtered by the centaur knight, and the black panther saw a chill in his eyes, and he stepped forward on all fours and ran towards the centaur knight.

As Manolok smirked and split the last Sun-Seeking Mercenary Warrior in front of him in half from head to toe, he suddenly felt a murderous aura surging from behind him. He was startled, and quickly turned around, and at the same time leaned the axe face of the giant axe in his hand against his body, and then he heard an extremely harsh metal scraping sound, and the axe surface also splashed sparks, and then he saw a black panther flash in front of him.

After Manolok blocked the panther's attack, he looked down at the face of the giant axe in his hand, and found that there were four deep claw marks that were clearly visible on it.

Manolok

His eyes narrowed, as if he had thought of something, his face became solemn, he looked at the black panther not far in front of him, and asked slowly: "It turned out to be a high-level druid! I heard that the leader of the Daily Mercenary Regiment is a high-level druid, is that you?"

The panther stared coldly at Manorock and did not reply.

Seeing that the panther didn't answer him, Manolok frowned for a moment, and then reported his name: "I'm Manolok, the leader of the Splithoof Legion!"

The panther was taken aback, he didn't expect that the centaur knight in front of him would be the leader of the Splithoof Legion, a dignified orc tooth general.

But then the panther was in ecstasy, and when he saw it spat out his words, he shouted, "If you want to fight, you can fight! What are you talking so much nonsense for!"

The joy in the panther's eyes was seen by Manolok, of course he knew what the panther was thinking, and he couldn't help but be furious: "Damn druid, do you think you can defeat me?" As he spoke, the centaur general slashed at the panther with an axe.

When the huge long-handled battle axe was about to slash the panther with a sharp roar that tore through the air, the panther made a deft leap, dodged the axe's blade, and immediately reached out and grabbed Manolok by the throat. Manolok quickly stepped sideways, dodged the panther's claws, and then slashed back at the panther.

The panther leaped again, dodging the great axe again, and found an opportunity to swing its claws at Manolok again.

One man, one leopard, just like that, you went back and forth and started a struggle.

Just as the commander of the Splithoof Legion and the leader of the Sun-Chasing Mercenary Regiment met on the battlefield, exchanged hands, and fell into a fierce battle, on the other side, the blood-toothed wolf cavalry led by Boggs also rushed out of the orc camp and met the elven knights who killed from behind.

Since the elven knights had rushed to the front of the orc barracks, and the sudden attack of the blood-toothed wolf cavalry made the battle line between the two sides close from the beginning, the elven knights immediately abandoned their bows, put the bows back on their backs, and then drew their long swords at their waists, and quickly entered into a hand-to-hand encounter with the blood-fanged wolf cavalry who intercepted them.

As soon as the blood-toothed wolf cavalry, the most elite cavalry of the Beamon Empire fought with the elven knights, and found that the martial arts of these elven knights were very outstanding, and they were not weaker than themselves at all. Obviously, these elven knights are also the elite of the elven army.

With the same martial arts on both sides, the blood-toothed wolf cavalry, whose equipment and weapons were even worse, immediately suffered a big loss.

Among the various ethnic groups on the mainland, the level of orc refining has always been underdeveloped, and as for the more advanced enchanting refining weapons, they are even more backward. Therefore, the armor worn by the blood-toothed wolf cavalry, although it is a rare iron armor in the orc army, is only the most ordinary iron armor.

On the other hand, the refining weapons of the elf clan have always been at the top level, and only the dwarves on the continent can fight with them, so the armor on these elven knights is all magic armor with additional attributes, and their defensive power is far superior to the ordinary iron armor on the blood-toothed wolf cavalry. In addition, the long swords used by the elven knights are also magic weapons, and it is not an exaggeration to describe them as sharpening iron like clay, while the scimitars used by the blood-toothed wolf cavalry are sharp, but they still can't be compared. Therefore, when the two sides had a contact battle, the 2,500 Bloodtooth Wolf Cavalry, who had the advantage in numbers, not only failed to defeat the more than 2,200 elven knights who were attacking, but gradually fell into disadvantage.