The ashes of the Flame of Death quickly obscured the sky, and the forests of Sheffield were surprisingly gloomy.

But the gloom didn't affect every step of the decision made by Liberas and his Sheffield Wood Elf Task Force.

"Cover the Count with all your might!" At the sign language of Liberas, the rhythmic flying of cold arrows from the tall trees became the targets of the Sheffield Wood Elf Special Task Force.

One of these Wood Elf warriors, with their extreme agility and divine archery skills, they dazzled the first wave of 'lightly armed minotaurs' who rushed into Sheffield Town. So much so that the pit of the town gate was filled with the corpses of the minotaurs, and these corpses had a common feature - the bull's head was hit by an arrow.

Even if the attacking Minotaur was sniped, the Einsatzgruppen had a fatal weakness compared to the invading Minotaur - there were only a few dozen members of the team, and the arrows they carried were limited, and the top of the tree could not be replenished.

If it is said that the fundamental reason for Legral's death in the Highland Mountains is precisely due to the huge number of monster legions and the fierce attacks wave after wave.

The current Sheffield Wood Elf Special Task Force is facing such a dilemma. For these elite Sheffield warriors who are highly trained and skilled in archery, the current environment is an extremely difficult challenge, and this dilemma has never been seen before.

After suffering great losses, the fearless Minotaur finally came up with a trick to slow down its advance and change its offensive strategy. The violent minotaurs looked at their smaller allies, wielding their decapitation axes, driving the few remaining goblins and lizardmen to the forefront of the invading Sheffield team, and having them carry torches and set fire to the forest for a gradual progression.

"They changed the offensive strategy! What are we going to do? Lieutenant Lviv, the deputy of the Einsatzgruppen on the tall tree on the west side of Liberas, moved his finger and gestured to Liberas to ask him.

"Observe calmly." Liberas clenched his fist with one hand and pressed his thumb.

Captain Lviv nodded slightly, and the successful disguise was like a dead leaf swaying in the wind.

The order was given, and Liberas, who was dressed in a withered leaf camouflage suit on the top of the tree, began to struggle.

By observing, the Einsatzgruppen were confronted by a handful of torch-wielding goblins and lizardmen approaching the sheltered location, and while these fragile minions were barely a threat to the Einsatzgruppen members, they were followed by a swarm of minotaur monsters. If you launch a sneak attack now, whether it's a goblin, a lizardman, or a minotaur, your location will definitely be revealed; And if they don't move, once the goblins and lizardmen set fire to the trees, the Einsatzgruppen will be in danger of being attacked by fire, and even if one soldier can't stand the flames and screams, the entire Einsatzgruppen will be surrounded by monsters. Their ultimate goal is to preserve their strength and maintain their combat power, and quietly collect enough arrows around the wooden walls or fences behind the monsters.

"The Count has successfully retreated into the center of town." The team's deputy Lviv reported on the mission in sign language.

Liberas nodded. But in my heart, I was thinking about what decision I should make next. Even if the cover mission was quite successful, Earl Glenn had retreated to the center of Sheffield not far behind, but how to lead the Einsatzgruppen to escape was the top priority in front of him.

"Be sure to wipe out all the goblins and lizardmen to prevent the trap area from being exposed!" Liberas snapped up, his blue eyes under his black hair were resolute, and he turned his head to sign to the Einsatzgruppen members who were also lurking in the treetops around them.

Soon one after another of Wood Elf arrows were fired from the top of the tall trees, and all but a few missed the target, all of them hit the heads of goblins or lizardmen.

The closer you go, the easier it is to reveal your position with a drawn bow. Apparently the Minotaurs who followed had spotted Liberas and his Einsatzgruppen, and the exposed position of the Einsatzgruppen allowed the rugged and brave Minotaurs to rush forward quickly, constantly brandishing the giant decapitatorial axes they were carrying in their hands and rushing towards the tall trees where the Einsatzgruppen of Liberas was.

Liberas, crouched at the top of the tree, smiled slyly, as if the Minotaurs' reaction was exactly what he needed to see.

"The other fighters assembled at the predetermined place, stopped shooting, and remained silent! I lure them to the 'trap area' to enjoy the scenery! Liberas deliberately tore his voice open, revealing his location, only to see him in a dead leaf camouflage suit, using his hands and feet, climbing from tree branch to tree, jumping from tree to tree, while the other Einsatzgruppen fighters quickly jumped off the tall trees, and quietly evacuated to the predetermined location through the low bushes in the woodland, almost without making any sound.

The minotaurs who followed the sound looked up one after another, and Liberas moved quite quickly, but he deliberately made all kinds of noises when he jumped on the top of the tall tree, and he shook the branches vigorously from time to time, and from time to time leaned over with his bow and arrow, and after the fatal arrow shot over the two minotaurs, it completely made the group of minotaurs who were chasing him angry.

Minotaurs, even if they are brave beasts, are not stupid. In order to prevent Liberas from going back and forth to the top of the tree, where they passed through Liberas, they swung their axes and cut down trees, and one tall tree after another was cut down by a decapitating axe, but the agile Liberas still shuttled freely through the tops of each tree, and the rules were not chaotic.

There was suddenly no movement at the top of the tree.

A bewildered minotaur roars under the tree. They roamed around and looked around.

"Boom!" The sound of the trap suddenly sounded, and the hooves of a red-eyed minotaur warrior were caught by a rope popping up from the ground, and it was instantly dragged to a tree trunk thirty feet above the ground and hung upside down.

"Phew!" Another unfortunate minotaur warrior sparked another, even more terrifying trap, and the foliage of the ground revealed its hideous face, only to see a huge wooden shelf filled with sharp iron nails, and suddenly slammed into its accomplices who had inspired it and walked with the unfortunate minotaur warrior. In an instant, in addition to the scene of flying flesh and blood, these minotaurs were also slapped into pieces of fresh beef patties in a continuous popping sound, and were firmly nailed to the wooden rack waiting for slow drying.

The minotaur herd was in turmoil. More traps are triggered by the jumble of minotaurs, and these various traps make it difficult for them to be caught off guard. For a while, the entire trap area was full of flesh and blood, and one by one the minotaur was crucified, or thrown up, or pierced by the ground spear, and the death was different. So much so that the follow-up minotaurs did not dare to take another step forward.

"Whoosh!" A cold arrow from the top of a tree pierced the back of a minotaur's head.

The alert minotaurs turned around, and they looked up at the treetop again, and at some point, the damned wood elf in their eyes had jumped to the top of the tree behind them, and they hadn't even noticed it before.

"Moo." The minotaur who whispered and communicated with each other raised his axe and pointed at Liberas's location, charging towards Liberas in a fit of rage.

Liberas continued to jump up and down the woods like a jungle monkey, familiar with the area where the traps were laid, and led the minotaurs through the hellish traps that had been prepared for the intruders beforehand. The minotaurs made their way through the trap area, wailing all the way, traversing the trap area strewn with the corpses of the minotaurs in a terrible state of death.

"Woo-woo!" From the north gate of Sheffield Town came the sound of horns blown by members of the Einsatzgruppen.

The minotaurs, who had stepped through the last trap, eventually followed. Liberas finally fell into passivity. And the sound of the horn represents another wave of monsters coming.

"Damn." Liberas above the treetop looked at the empty quiver and frowned.

Several minotaurs under the trees were cautiously approaching the tall tree where he was with their giant decapitation axes.