The moment the Wood Elf's scimitar and mace touched, Legral and Kosibonak both knew that they were their destined rivals.

The hilt of the gagged scimitar shook, and Legral's calloused hands felt numb like never before. He pushed forward with all his might, and then drew his off-hand scimitar with his other hand and swept forward to slash forward, Wagestik originally planned to take advantage of the situation to pounce on Legral's crotch jungle warhorse, but the swing of the scimitar made him unable to dodge, and collided directly with the swinging blade, and a clear blood mark immediately left on Wagstar's ugly face.

Kosibonak pressed his hands on the grip of the mace, trying to stabilize the strong pushing force, but he was unsuccessful, and his mount, Wagstic, let out a miserable roar, and the flash of the arc moon blade undoubtedly swept the silver-gray wolf-faced door with a heavy swing.

Wagstick's head tilted and his back flicked, and Kosiponak's vision began to sway in confusion, and the interfered block was shaken by the force of Legral's scimitar, revealing the gap in his left shoulder.

"But that's it!" Legral's blazing eyes caught the fleeting warplane, and he suddenly unleashed a continuous two-stage slash, "Take your life!" ”

Kosibonak snorted softly, and without hesitation, raised his left arm to meet the incoming scimitar.

A hoarse moan and a burst of sparkling.

With a crisp sound, the slashed scimitar was flicked away, leaving clear marks on Kosibonak's black iron armarm, and then the barbs of the slashed armarm flew away from the body.

On the bridge of Alex's nose, the cavalry of the Wood Elf Forbidden Army and the wolf cavalry were entangled, sabre against slasher, like the light of the day against the eternal darkness of the night. A battle of light and darkness.

Kosibonak was slightly surprised by this coherent knife technique, and saved his life with the black iron armor wrapped in it.

"Wagus cavalry! The front row resisted, and the rest followed me back and forth! Kosibonak instigated Wagstic, and he seized the opportunity to jump out of the battle with the menacing Legral, mercilessly handing over the wolf cavalry behind him to Legral.

"Forbidden Army Archers! Rain of arrows waiting, predict where the arrows will fall! "Legral immediately made a judgment based on his mature combat experience. Facing the Goblin wolf cavalry of the queen hall who was harassing him, the scimitar he swung with both hands was like a scene of death whirlwind, he lived up to Kosibonak's 'high expectations', and continuously slashed the Goblin wolf cavalry sent by Kosibonak for the dead ghost with little power, it was slashed several times in just a moment, and the cracked protective leather armor was like the rotten part of the Eltora fruit that was being slashed, and in the final chop that followed, the flying head seemed to have finally been cut off by a knife and the broken flesh.

Behind Leglaal, the cavalry of the Wood Elf Forbidden Army, who had not yet been exposed to white-knuckle combat, skillfully untied the compound longbow from their backs, and their agile fingers twisted three Wood Elf arrows from the quiver, and after a little pre-determined aiming, they pulled the bow out of their hands, and the three arrows shot out of the back of the bow and gathered in the night sky for a short time, even the stars were briefly obscured, and finally roared down, and the Goblin wolf cavalry who tried to rush back and forth were shot by a rain of arrows with accurate landing points.

"Tsk! The traitor of the Lord Colin is really a cunning existence! Kosibonak was rather annoyed, and after blocking a flying deadly arrow with his mace, Wagstic, who was in a rage under his seat, was so fast that he rushed out of the range covered by the arrow curtain, and his guards were not so lucky, and were shot one by one into a hornet's nest of thorns, and only the lucky ones gathered around him alive.

"Their bows! Their arrows! It scared us to death! What to do? The owner of the Black Temple Mountain. The wolf cavalry gasped in horror. The glint of hatred in Kosibonak's red eyes grew stronger.

Kosibonak looked around him, the wolf cavalry who had been reduced by a rain of arrows were terrified, some of the goblin light infantry who could fight, and dozens of lizardmen pikemen looked at this 'good' ally and commander with grief.

"Samla the lizardman!" Kosibonak waved to the lizardmen spearmen who were looking at him plaintively, and his deep voice really scared the already frightened lizardmen even more.

"Samla the lizardman said, you gray-skinned guys are stupid in the swamp mud! We have thousands of Samra, and now we are the only ones alive! I don't want to listen to your orders! The lizardmen spearmen hissed weakly as they clenched their black iron spears in their hands.

"Your God from heaven has given you the will to cooperate with all our actions in Mirazel. If you disobey the command, the gods will curse you that your body will rot in the wilderness, and even your soul will die in the flames! "So, to save your souls, you must listen to me and block the entrance to the back of the Red Dragon in the Highland Mountains with your spears, and then the victory will be ours, and we will have countless loot!" ”

"Samla the lizardman says that if you dare to lie to us again, we will poke your gray-skinned throats with a spear!" The lizardmen nodded reluctantly one by one, and finally rushed towards the entrance of Alex's Nose Bridge Heights Mountain, the only remaining dozens of lizardman pikemen formed a black iron spear formation, although the spear array was responsible for picking up and stabbing horizontally, and the seemingly strong against the cavalry, the shaky black iron spear showed that this group of lizardman pikemen was already exhausted.

"What are you little wretches doing here?" Kosibonak kicked the goblin light infantry's ass with his foot, "You guys and those green-skinned stinky reptiles will top me up too!" ”

"Yes, yes! King of the Black Temple. The goblin light infantry nodded submissively, and they looked fearfully at the goblin wolf cavalry with long blades in their hands, "We'll go, we'll go." ”

The goblin wolf cavalry that remained behind the temple was quickly slashed by Legral's Wood Elf scimitar, and although those wolves were fierce, they were only primitive beasts after all, and after losing their back guides, these beasts were only slaughtered in front of the fierce Elwinian Wood Elf Forbidden Army cavalry.

"You won't be proud for long." Kosibonak's red eyes looked at the brave Legral, and the jealousy in his heart burned with anger. Looking at the remaining lizardmen allies who didn't have much effect and the goblin minions gathered behind them, he couldn't help but lick the pair of upper fangs outside his black lips with the Velt poison spell that touched his back, and then hooked his withered fingers at the goblin wolf cavalry beside him, "I almost forgot about this good thing for these rebels." ”

The Goblin Wolf Cavalry beside Kosibonak playfully handed Kosibonak an arrow of Grudge. In Kosibonak's eyes, this curse arrow really stored hundreds of years of clan feuds, I saw him quietly raise the Hurter Poison Spell, snatched the black special arrow from the outstretched hand of the Goblin Wolf Cavalry, and gently plucked the bowstring of the Hurter Poison Curse and suddenly pulled it, and the heavy bow back was extremely bent under the strong pull, as if it was about to break.

"Kill! Warriors on horseback! Break through the last line of defense of these green-skinned lizards! Their spears tremble, they fear us! That's a fictitious obstacle! Legral was not afraid of the black iron spears in front of him, which were trembling despite the forest, and the eyes of those flickering dark yellow lizards had already revealed deep fear.

"You guessed it right, damn old fellow!" Kosibonak muttered from his black lips, his vision only of Legral and the sharp arrows with strange barbs, and he could feel the bulging arms as if they were about to break through the thick black iron armour, and the unparalleled power gathered on his gray fingertips.

"Not good, Cold Arrow!" The adjutant Crodir, who was immediately behind Legral, was startled, and saw the strangely shaped black bow in the distance through the gap in the moving black iron spear head, and after a moment's judgment, he shouted, "Arrow! There are cold arrows! ”

Before Claudir could finish speaking, the arrows of the grudge flew away from the bowstring with a whistling sound like the wail of a lonely ghost, incompatible with the sound of the battle cry.

Legral's drooping ears flickered sideways, and the arrow of grudge grazed his shoulder armor and flew behind Legral, and an unfortunate cavalryman of the Wood Elf Praetorian Army was pierced through the throat by the sudden attack, and fell from the jungle warhorse.

Legral took advantage of the momentum to fry, parrying the stabbing spears, and the speeding charging horses crashed through the array of spears, followed by Claudir and the Wood Elves Forbidden Army cavalry raised their swords and slashed at the lizardman pikemen under the horses.

The goblin light infantry put up a slight resistance, and fled in all directions.

Kosibonak was too late to fire a second cold arrow, and he had to command the wolf cavalry to charge the Wood Elf Forbidden cavalry again as they rushed up the highland mountains.

Legral sprinted with his twin swords, skimming the wolf cavalry and the slow-motion slashes of the slashers beside him, and with a nimble dodge, he slashed straight at Kosibonak's location.

"Damned rebels! Wagstik give me a ride to shred this old guy! Kosibonak hurriedly inserted the Poison Charm on his back, lifted the mace with a terrifying shape, and at the same time ran towards Legral, and Wagstrik's speed was as fast as lightning.

"The battle between you and me isn't over yet! Your archery skills are like peeing. Legral roared at Kosibonak, the sound like a thunderbolt, and the two glittering scimitars were already in a position of immediate slashing.

"I'm not done yet, damn old fellow!" Kochyponak's voice roared like a beast, and the silver-gray wolf Wagstik turned into a black shadow, and suddenly jumped to the ground, covering the top of Legral's head, "But you're done! ”