At the foot of Mount Hawke, in the direction of the village of Tuang, a raging fire rose from the woods, and the darkness and pale blue smoke mingled into the clear blue sky. According to the previous agreement, it was the fireworks set off by Crodir, the lieutenant of the Legral team, to purify the forest, and the village of Tuon finally ended its tragic end in flames.

At the foot of Mount Hawke, the Wood Elf army of the Elvenia Border Patrol Brigade came nearby, and the warriors of these Wood Elves were led by Baron Sheffield and Deputy Legral, and each of the ten Wood Elves formed a large formation of fish scales, and the left and right flanks were the second and third squads of the Sheffield Wood Elf Cavalry Squadron in the mountaineering, and the first cavalry squad protected their backbone - Baron Wood and Deputy Legral. The army of the Wood Elves had already wiped out several Goblin Outposts on the side of Mount Hawk without any casualties.

Baron Wood was dressed in a military uniform, his long flowing golden hair inadvertently peeking out of the silver horned helmet he was wearing, and the gold threads gently brushed his fair face in the wind, and his deep blue eyes were full of confidence. The elven scale armor that emitted a faint green light revealed a special noble temperament of wood elves, especially the dark green tree-patterned unicorn cloak on his back, and the white jungle horse as pure as ice and snow, making his figure look extremely elegant.

Legral was next to Baron Wood, under his frost-white hair, his antique carved face always looked very serious, his bright eyes contained the calmness of the old man, the arm pressed on the hilt of the knife was bulging, and he was wearing a dark green sword cloak similar to that of a wood elf warrior, and he looked even more imposing.

The goblin lair of Mount Hawk was not far from Wood and Legral's lieutenants, and the erect stakes that stretched out from around the lair of the Black Hole were filled with hideous heads like a warning to the intruders. Although the Wood Elf army of Wood and Legral was still at least a mile away from the Black Hole Cave Goblin Lair, dozens of gray-skinned goblins armed with curved bows had already poured out of the Goblin Lair, and they were racing against time to grab the commanding heights that were easy to defend, facing the Sheffield Wood Elf army that was not far from their goblin lair, their bare insteps were upside down, and their legs were shaking.

A large number of Sheffield's Wood Elf warriors had already appeared in the field of vision of the goblin archers who had occupied the highest point in advance, and these Wood Elf warriors were holding rattan cards, wearing wisteria armor, and the wood elf scimitars in their hands were as bright as the cold light of a guide that only rises in the night sky.

The goblin hiding behind the trunk of the maple tree unwillingly mounted the strange-shaped goblin black arrow and pulled the bow open. The goblins who were pouring out of the goblins' lair one after another lined up in the open space in front of the lair, and the crenelled scimitars made of black iron were exposed in the gaps in the skin shields.

The goblin archers' curved bowstrings were tight, and the goblin black arrows on the bowstrings were also ready to fire, but the roots behind their ears suddenly sounded the sound of clattering horses' hooves, and when these goblins hidden behind the maple trunks wanted to turn around in a panic, the cavalry of the wood elves had already rushed to them on horseback, and they just meaninglessly released the black arrows that became inaccurate due to panic, and these wood elf cavalry just raised their rattan cards to protect their faces and bodies, and they were under the powerful slash of the sabers that followed, The swift slaughter is like a successful hunt launched by a hunter for its prey.

"The goblin archers who hid in the woods with cold arrows have been wiped out by two cavalry squads on our flanks." Wood's dark blue eyes looked at the trees to the left and right, and he smiled and nodded at Leglaire, "Old man, do you think Liberas Morn, Glenn Fahn, and Nyon Loda have successfully completed the infiltration mission?" ”

"The formations of these goblins are very scattered, the skin shield formations are also sparsely arranged, and the number of guards at the entrance of the lair is much smaller than my initial estimate. They definitely got the job done. Legral nodded affirmatively, drawing his saber from his waist and pointing it at the loose shield array that the goblins had lined up at the entrance of the cave, "Now that they're not looking at each other, I think it's time to attack." ”

"You can't fight on horseback in a cave. Although it was not necessary, I don't think I could resist the urge to draw a knife and face each other. The goblins here have killed many of my innocent subjects. Baron Wood finished speaking, turned over and dismounted, pressed the hilt of the knife at his waist with his right hand, and drew the scimitar from the scabbard with a 'swish', he looked at Legral in astonishment, "Captain, don't you want to fight side by side with me?" ”

"How so? I'm just a little excited, Your Excellency, it's an honor to be with you! Where your cutlass is, I, Legral Parridge, will be there! Legral looked a little excited, and he immediately flipped off his horse, and without hesitation he clashed his fist with Wood, his piercing eyes full of admiration for the baron.

"Order, the first squad of the cavalry squadron is on standby, the second squad patrols Mount Hawk to hunt down the enemy who has slipped through the net, and the third squad goes to the secret passage to meet Liberas, Glenn, and Nyon. Finally, all the infantry soldiers will follow in my footsteps and launch a strong assault on the Goblin Lair of Hawke's Mountain, with Baron Sheffield and the lieutenant general of the Legral team fighting with you! Baron Wood waved his arms, accompanied by the shouts of the Wood Elf warriors on foot, "For Sheffield, forward!" ”

Led by Wood and Legral's lieutenants, the Wood Elf warriors marched side by side, raising their rattan cards to protect their chests and forcing their scimitars towards the large group of goblins outside the goblin lair. As the Wood Elf warriors get closer to the goblins, so does their pace.

"Kill!" The moment before the Wood Elf warriors crushed the goblin shield, they suddenly let out an earth-shattering cry.

Wood and Legral were in the middle of the attacking Wood Elf warriors, Wood kicked the goblin in front of the shield block, and the goblin staggered back a few steps, and then Legral roared, like the roar of the king of the forest, and cleanly unleashed a groundbreaking slash that split the goblin in two. The goblins in the back row wanted to catch up with the inrushing Legral, but the serrated scimitar blade was firmly held by Wood, and Legral turned around and swung the scimitar to quickly slash, and half of the goblin who tried to sneak up fell to the ground.

The valiant Wood Elf warriors followed their lords and lieutenants with all their might, and the goblin lair sparkled with sparks. The clanging of weapons and weapons, and the collision of rattan and skin shields, also came and went for a while.

I saw that the Wood Elf warrior used a rattan to block the serrated blade hidden under the skin shield, and the Wood Elf hammered the goblin head behind the shield with a thick hilt; A Wood Elf warrior fell with a knife and fell in a pool of blood, and another Wood Elf warrior carried a rattan card and brandished a scimitar to immediately fill his vacancy. After a while, the morale of these goblins was lost, some turned around and ran, some turned around, some did not retreat, and they gathered together in twos and threes and were instantly overwhelmed by the attack of the wood elf warriors like a wave. The outside of the goblin lair has long been covered with the overlapping corpses of goblins and wood elves, and there are broken scimitars, sharp blades stuck in the ground, bursting shields, and blood-stained rattan cards scattered next to the corpses.

Wood and Legral stood shoulder to shoulder, covering each other and taking care of each other's hand-to-hand combat with the goblin shields, in the dangerous white-knuckle battle, unexpected situations emerged one after another, the chaos of flying knives hidden the danger of death, every time they swung their knives, they were mixed with the goblins' blood, they roared angrily, and the goblin shields' limbs collided intimately, black blood stained their robes, and finally they stood at the entrance of the goblin lair, After Wood's swift and decisive backhand slash resulted in the last goblin who was ready to sneak up on Legral, he raised Sheffield's banner from the hands of the fallen Wood Elf warriors, "It's time to destroy their lair, Sheffield soldiers, we have to go one step further, the enemy has been completely defeated, and their internal chaos is incomparable!" Follow me and go a little further! ”

"For Sheffield!" Legral raised the black blood-soaked Wood Elf scimitar in his hand, took the knife forward, and followed Baron Wood's footsteps and leaped into the entrance to the goblin lair. The warriors of the Wood Elves also stepped over the corpses of warriors and foes and poured into the goblin lair in a sea of mountains.

The goblins in the goblin lair, who had lost their leader, were frightened by the sudden influx of wood elf warriors, and for a time the nest was in chaos, and those who spread their feet and ran around were lost in the goblins, and even themselves were lost in this lair tunnel, and one by one the dangerous traps were also triggered by themselves, or the protruding spears in the flat ground, or the strange random arrows piercing the heart, or the terrifying falling rocks and wood mines.

"Without the secret passage provided by Teucer, without the secret sneak attack of Liberas, Glenn and Niang, we would not have been able to break into this place." In front of Wood's eyes, another trap was triggered by the fleeing goblin himself, and suddenly a hammer falling from his head smashed the head of the fleeing goblin, and he gasped.

"Yes, even if we have more warriors, we can't withstand these traps. The traps created by these gray-skinned creatures are an absolute threat to the unfamiliar Wood Elves. It's because of these goblins that we're able to follow these escaped guys here. I believe that the 'den of thieves' that His Excellency Liberas spoke of is almost there. Legral's face was covered with blood, and his face was very gloomy in the flickering firelight of the cave tunnel, and the moment he shook off his steps, he felt something bounce under his feet, and his face suddenly froze, and then he shouted, "Be careful! ”

When Wood turned his head to look, it was a fast-spinning serrated blade that suddenly ejected from the inconspicuous groove in the opposite cave wall, and the 'whirring' wind of the rotating blade cutting through the air was rapidly coming from far and near, and suddenly a flying arrow collided with the spinning blade in the air, sending out a splattering fire, and the arrow snapped with a click. But this life-saving arrow did change the trajectory of the spinning blade, and in the blink of an eye, the whizzing blade plunged deep into the gravel path at Legral's feet.

Legral was shocked into a cold sweat, he quickly turned his head, looking for the warrior who shot this brilliant arrow, and suddenly a happy smile appeared on his face, "Haha, Liberas! I owe you once! It's a quick return! ”

"Yes, presumably, the fire in the storage cave is still burning! Legrar, I warn you to keep an eye on your step! The black-haired archery rescuer who came out of the shadows was none other than Liberas, and he smiled indifferently at Legral before nodding to Baron Wood, "I'm most familiar with the structure of the goblin lair and the arrangement of its paths. Let me lead the way. ”