Chapter 51: The Land of the Leaves (Part I)
When the dawn rose from behind, more than two hundred elven warriors, led by Luca, began to climb the great tree wall. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
When the dawn rose from behind, more than two hundred elven warriors, led by Luca, began to climb the great tree wall.
The rugged hills, the rocky mountains, and the unconcealed emptiness were destined not to be an easy battle. And except for the war dancers of the Morning Star Forest who came with him, the vast majority of the warriors were already exhausted.
Nearly two hundred warriors, a quarter of them disabled and half of them inexperienced children, lost the cover of the war dancers, and the ogre alone would only turn into a one-sided slaughter.
But these elven warriors still gathered without hesitation. Loren could even see the fear in the eyes of the young warriors, and the hands holding the spears were trembling, but he still didn't hesitate.
The wounded and nearly numb wardancers also obeyed the order, and even the young wardancers who had previously refuted Luka appeared in the attacking ranks.
Standing under the towering wall of trees, Loren looked up. The elven warriors had already begun to march towards the top of the hill, and the sturdy elves under the trees were like tenacious ants, slowly but steadily advancing upward.
There was a huge gap between the towering trees on the top of the mountain, and the whistling wind kept echoing around, as if it was a bitter cry, making this magnificent spectacle a little more cold "beauty" and extremely ugly.
The collapse of the ancient tree wall guarding the entire ancient wood forest is not only the beginning of all disasters, but also the true portrayal of the brave and good war dancers after bloody battles.
Luca, who was standing on the side, also looked up at the hollow that was high up, and he still couldn't believe that the big tree wall that had stood for so many years and should have been standing forever would have a gap.
"We're here to fight you, not to pay you to your death. Kono walked behind the two men and looked at Luca coldly: "Tell me, what is your plan?"
"Our first task is to destroy the ogre's reinforcements and burn the collapsed tree with the ignition brought by His Excellency Loren Turin!
As he spoke, Luca's gaze inadvertently turned to Loren on the side - if it weren't for the black-haired wizard's reminder, he probably wouldn't have thought of this plan: "When we cut off their back path, we can outflank them and completely wipe out the ogre colony on the wall of the big tree!"
This was already the most sure plan that Loren could think of right now. It is not the ogre colony on the wall of the tree that really threatens the ancient woods, but the gap that has appeared, and if it is not blocked or temporarily intercepted, a steady stream of ogres will invade along this "shortcut".
The price to pay is that the gap may never be filled - but only temporarily, and it is not impossible for the elves of the Morning Star Forest to form an alliance with the Duchy of Lothair and build a fortress on the hills with the help of Ruben.
"Take the War Dancers of the Morning Star Forest to burn the tree trunks, and we'll take care of the ogre. After listening to the plan, Kono nodded, and took his spear without saying a word. Before he could leave, he was held down by Luka's shoulder.
"Let me hold them back, your warriors are tired. Lukka shook his head: "They won't be able to resist for long." ”
"I'm not in the mood to fight you right now!"
"I'm not kidding you!" Lukka glared at him, his throat twitching, "Hold the ogre in a place like this...... Few of them survived!"
"Then what do you think we're going to do?" Kono turned his face sideways, and snorted coldly with a numb expression: "We are willing to come with you, so we have no intention of leaving again!"
The one-armed Wardancer leader broke free of Lukka's hand and began to climb the wall of trees behind the warriors of the Windchaser. Lukka gritted his teeth, but didn't walk up to stop him.
He was even a little glad that because the other party did this, then the Morning Star Forest War Dancers who followed him had a much better chance of surviving. This faint feeling of some shameless thought made him afraid to look at Curnow's back.
"Let's go. The dark-haired wizard's voice was extremely calm: "Even if you want them to die, you have to let them die worthwhile, don't you?"
Now that the decision has been made, what exactly are you waiting for?
"War dancers......" Luca, who had made up his mind, looked at Leah and the Morning Star Forest warriors behind him, and waved the spear in his hand fiercely: "Follow me to climb the big tree wall-!"
The morning star faded into the sky, and the howling wind tore at the fluttering leaves. When the golden dawn finally shone on the top of the big tree wall, there was also the loud horn of the elves!
The tattered ogre settlement, these obsessive monsters have not yet woken up from their sweet dreams, and more than two hundred wind-chasing forest elves who have reached the summit have roared up the hills, waving their spears and jumping onto the trunks of the trees on both sides, and the sharp spear throwing brought the first ogre scream.
The nearly 100 ogres entrenched on the top of the mountain were completely chaotic, and the rugged terrain of the mountains did not affect the sturdy elves at all, like a straight battle line, pressing up like a rainbow.
These elven warriors knew exactly what they were going to do, and in order to attract these ogres, they did not use the usual wandering tactics, but kept attacking again and again, constantly approaching, and even raising their spears to charge with their feet on the ground!
In the midst of a scream, the attacking elves finally won the first batch of results - a dozen ogres, who could not even react, soon fell to the spears in a scream.
But the remaining ogres were also thoroughly enraged.
The monsters roared angrily at the sight of their companions' fallen corpses, their heavy paws trampling the rocky earth and swooping down on the elven war dancers who were killing them.
Very well, come to death, you brutes!
Holding the barrel of the gun upside down and pulling out the spear from the ogre's eye socket, Kono stared fiercely ahead, his numb face with a little more cruelty, and endless pleasure!
Come on, come and eat me!
As the elves continued to provoke, the ogre gradually left the settlement and began to move towards the trees near the edge of the hills. Unaware of the fact that there was another group of elves, they had quietly bypassed the battlefield and reached the other end of the hill.
The trees obscured their figures, and the spirits of the Windchaser Forest who had fought to the death attracted all their attention.
"Hurry up and set up the campfire!" the anxious Lukka kept giving orders, and even got busy himself—the fallen tree was broken at the point where it was connected to the trunk, and it was lying on the cliff to form a natural passage.
And what they have to do now is to completely burn this passage to the ground!
Luo Ren, who was standing on the side, had a complicated expression, and had no intention of going up to help at all, so the female elf glanced at him disdainfully: "What are you doing there, you have time to see the scenery in the future!"
"No, there are other reasons...... the black-haired wizard frowned, and the left hand of the "spellcaster" kept rubbing his index finger, and there was a hint of panic in his eyes.
From the moment he climbed the Great Tree Wall, he sensed that something was wrong - because his spirit and matter were completely combined, causing Loren to have a worse sense of the power of the void than other wizards.
But now he could almost clearly feel the void power around him, although it was weak like dust in the air, it was incomparably clear.
"Good, everybody back off. Seeing that Lukka and the war dancers had withdrawn a few steps after getting ready, Leah was the only one who noticed the change in the black-haired wizard's expression, but she was not in the mood to pay attention to such small details right now.
The small igniter was thrown out of Luka's hand, hitting the collapsed tree trunk accurately, and the bottle instantly turned into two pieces, and the transparent alchemical liquid splashed on the campfire.
And then...... Nothing happened.
The atmosphere froze in this moment.