A word wakes up the dreamer.

Lily's words slammed on my head like a basin of cold water.

That's right, whether it's a trap, a crossbow machine, or a tent placement, isn't it all about delaying the enemy and waiting for reinforcements!

Now the enemy army is besieging the perimeter but not attacking, doesn't it just match my meaning!

In the face of this situation, I still mock a fart!

"Whew, it's okay, they didn't lead the team to attack" I was hiding behind the golden translucent barrier, and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

During the relaxation, there was another crackling sound of crossbow bolts falling to the ground, mixed with a lot of popping sounds and ice shattering sounds.

Subconsciously looked sideways, and saw dozens of white lines like spider webs distributed on the golden translucent barrier, hey, what is that, I haven't seen it before......

While I was wondering, a third wave of crossbow arrows came in the blink of an eye, and this wave of crossbow arrows was not only magical, but also concentrated in the very center of the magic barrier.

With a roar, the golden translucent magic barrier was like a mirror after being hit hard, shattering piece by piece, and finally, completely shattering.

In the two seconds after the barrier shattered, another burst of more violent crossbow arrows shot at the head and face.

The arrows of the crossbow bolts shone brightly, red, yellow, blue, green, and white, like fireworks, like swaying oil paintings, enveloping all the places where I could dodge.

"At this time, the most important thing is to protect your head" The voice of the big sword sounded in my head, which coincided with my thoughts.

I had been hit to a single part of my body except my head, but none of them had killed me, and not only that, but the wounds that seemed to be mortal had healed in just a few hours.

In other words, my body can withstand any blow except for the annihilation of flying ashes, even if it is an overwhelming amount of crossbow arrows, I am still not inferior.

But with only a head, I don't dare to try it easily.

Once, during my time on the Azure Planet, I watched a movie called "Wolverine", and there was a scene where Wolverine suffered a head injury, causing him to lose his memory and forget many important things.

I don't want to be like him and forget who I am, who I love so much.

Therefore, the head must be protected, as for the body...... Sorry.

I turned, put my head in my hands, and pulled my back out, ready for the rain of arrows.

However, I closed my eyes tightly for more than ten seconds, but I didn't feel a sharp pain in any part of my body.

I opened one eye slightly, turned my head to look, and realized that behind me, another golden translucent barrier had been erected.

I was pleasantly surprised, "So you can continue to condense the magic barrier, Godot!" ”

Godot grinned, gave a thumbs up, and said, "Of course, Captain!" ”

"Well done!" I complimented.

Several waves of arrows were blocked, and the rebels finally began to move.

Swarms of rebels moved like ants out of their nests foraging for food, and they came out of the jungle with a hula and slaughtered towards us.

What a momentum that is!

I couldn't help frowning, clenching my big sword, always ready to meet the enemy.

Their vanguard was quick and light, and when they skimmed the trap, they didn't even cause the trap to collapse, but the rebels who followed it were not so lucky.

You know, we have prepared a trap that can support up to three people standing on it, and when the number of people exceeds the limit, the dry branches will break because they can't work hard.

At first, the dry branches were only broken in a few, or a dozen, but with the increase in the number of follow-ups, the number of broken dead branches also began to increase, and soon, the lid of the trap finally could not continue to bear the weight, and with a crisp sound, dozens of elves stepping on the trap disappeared in an instant.

The troops who followed closely behind suddenly found that their comrades in front of them were gone, and they wondered what was going on, but they also stepped into the trap and fell into a stumbling block, and at the same time smashed those comrades who fell into the trap earlier than them to a half-faint.

With the sudden disappearance of the first two groups of elves, the third group of elves cautiously made a sudden brake move, but was pushed into the trap by the unsuspecting fourth group of elves.

Finally, after the third group of elves fell into the trap, the enemy commander sensed that something was wrong and immediately ordered the whole army to stop the charge, and the fourth group of elves was finally saved from falling into the trap.

In this charge, the enemy's losses can be described as quite heavy, because in addition to the three groups of enemy troops who fell into the trap, there are two groups of enemy troops who have crossed the trap long ago, rushed to the front of our army's formation, and were fired by our crossbow machine and exploded into hedgehogs.

In fact, these dead are okay, and those who fall into the trap are the worst.

You must know that the elven race is actually a race with a habit of cleanliness, otherwise why can't you find a shadow of an elf in the layer of carrion puppets.

And my trap is precisely against the hands of the elves who have a habit of cleanliness.

You know, after more than three days of stuffy fermentation, the strange smell of fish bones, fish meat, crab meat, and crab shells is something that even a human like me can't bear.

Specifically, the smell is similar to the smell of underwear that has not been washed for more than 20 years.

Compare it with the smell of the excrement emitted by the little squeak after eating the poisonous insects, and the taste of the little squeak is comparable to the scent of roses.

I don't know how the elves in the trap will behave when they are exposed to this smell, because not only can I not see the state of the elves who have fallen into the trap, but I can't even hear their cries for help.

If I'm not mistaken, the trap wasn't as deep as I thought, it was only a little over two meters at its deepest, and I could jump on it without bending my knees, let alone these nimble elves.

However, after three minutes like this, there was still no response from the trap, and there was no appearance of an elf crawling out at all.

And I found that the elves who had been standing on the edge of the trap were retreating at an extremely rapid speed, and the speed of retreat was getting faster and faster.

I looked at the enemy army in a daze, as if the tide was receding, and I looked confused.

Lirea said at this time: "Feel the sea breeze, it is blowing towards the other side of the jungle." ”

I understood in an instant that the reason why the elves retreated was because of the strange smell rising from the fear trap, and that the retreat was because the sea breeze was blowing, and the strange smell kept coming closer to them, forcing them to do so.

In less than two minutes, the enemy army had already waded into the jungle and could not be found.

Most of the guild and I were confused, thinking that it would be a life-and-death battle, but the battle was resolved with a gust of wind.

What the hell is going on with this Nima!

(End of chapter)