Snow Elf Tribe Camp.

The battle has begun.

Unlike before, this time, the undead warriors were no longer charging directly with siege devices as before, but the first to rush up were the gargoyles summoned by the vampires! These damn things, weapons cut up, ineffective! The spell hit, it doesn't work! More than a dozen gargoyles made the heads of the Snow Elves and Oathbreakers go wide. The main thing is that these guys can fly! Although they could not stay in the air for a long time, they kicked their legs and flapped their wings twice, and one by one they rushed to the wall of the camp, and directly fought with the defenders. The wall of the camp was disturbed by gargoyles like this, and half of the bed crossbows and foot crossbows that were originally guarding the camp could not play a role!

Taking advantage of the gargoyle to make a mess of the situation on the wall, the undead warriors and vampire warriors below finally charged one by one.

"I didn't expect you vampires to have such a hand...... No wonder you can get Ufrik done......" The Argonian looked at the battlefield in front of him, clearly satisfied.

"Hey...... This is just the beginning, the best is yet to come......" Dacula smiled and replied with a slight smugness.

The gargoyles were given orders to only hurt people, so their speed was used to the extreme for a while, and they rampage around the camp wall, and after encountering the enemy's slap and leave him a few wounds, they rushed to the other side, without giving these enemies the slightest chance to surround themselves.

With the help of the gargoyle's attention, the vampire warriors below finally approached the camp wall. They raised their hands and summoned a hundred hellhounds from the crowd of snow elves and oathbreakers in the camp, and then began to shoot one blood-sucking bullet after another at the camp wall. They didn't have the consciousness to engage in hand-to-hand combat at all, and they just threw blood-sucking bullets on their own. There are only a few kinds of vampire talent spells in the past, and the most common of them is vampire bullets. The power of this spell also varies from person to person, as powerful as a vampire bullet from Lord Haakon to drain a human warrior, while an ordinary vampire bullet that has just become a vampire may not kill even an ordinary old peasant.

The gargoyles on the walls of the camp, coupled with the vampire warriors under the walls of the camp, the snow elves and oathbreakers who attacked and greeted in waves did not react for a while, and the number of casualties soared directly.

"Fight back! What about the foot-mounted crossbow? Kill all these vampires under the camp first! The Great Elder of the Oath Abandoner reacted immediately, and directly ordered the more than ten gargoyles on the camp to be left alone.

As soon as the oath-breaker warriors who were in control of their crossbows and searching for gargoyles in the crowd heard this order, they all gave up continuing to stalemate with these gargoyles who came and went like the wind, and turned their targets to the following.

"Choke!" These big killers from the Half Moon Collar finally rang out.

Gargoyles are good anywhere, but they're a bit sluggish, and once they've been summoned, they won't follow any other orders until they've completed the summoner's orders. So they didn't react to the crossbow fire, and continued to faithfully carry out the orders they had received at the beginning.

There were only a dozen crossbows from the Snow Elves and the Oathbreakers, but when they fired together, it was like a rain of arrows caused by a thousand archers, and the vampires, who were still happily releasing their spells, suffered heavy losses in the blink of an eye.

"Where did these guys get their crossbows?!" Dacula hadn't expected them to have such a thing as a pedal crossbow. When the gargoyle charged before, although it was blocked by a few bed crossbows. But to put it bluntly, there are basically more than a dozen in each territory now, and the lords have channels to obtain these weapons. Although the power and range are far less than the genuine products of the Half Moon Collar, the role it can play in ordinary battles is still obvious to all. However, no one had ever succeeded in copying these crossbows due to technical problems, so as soon as these things appeared, Dacula knew that something was wrong. "It must be a half-moon collar! Damn it! Wei Xu, that guy! ”

"I warned you a long time ago that there is the shadow of the half-moon collar behind these snow elves......" The wurm controlled by Ephris was about to say something cool, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was glared back by a vicious look from Dacula.

"Retreat! Order a retreat! We're coming to trouble them in a few days! Dacula spoke directly to the vampire next to him, then turned and walked over to the tent, apparently not wanting to stay here for a second longer.

In fact, Dacula didn't think about it overnight when he decided to deal with these snow elves from the beginning, if he could take down these snow elves in one go, then Efosiss would not be entangled by these guys. All he relied on was the vampire's own characteristics that gave them the ability to develop their race.

Vampire toxin!

Although those snow elves can resist undead toxins, they can't face vampire toxins. At least so far, apart from the invincibility of the werewolf bloodline, there is really no creature that can resist the invasion of vampire toxin. Basically, guys who are infected with vampire toxin by vampires enter the onset of scarlet blood fever after an incubation period of one to two days. As a vampire nobleman, he can command them to a certain extent, and at that time, no matter how tenacious these snow elves are, they will not be able to prevent internal and external attacks. Without the healing of the altar, these guys have no remedy other than to wait for the toxin invasion disease to turn into a vampire or be killed by their companions!

The undead warriors and vampires finally retreated, leaving only a dozen or so gargoyles to make a dash through the crowd. The strength of these things is indeed strong, but they can't bear them, their brains are too upright, they only know how to attack and don't know how to retreat. When all the snow elves and oathbreakers have time to spare, they will also gather these gargoyles together and annihilate them......

Lost Canyon Fortress.

A few months ago, it was a front-line theater, and everyone was fully prepared to fend off the army of the undead coming from nowhere. But now, a few months later, the defenders have been much lazy, after all, this is already the second line in a sense, and the first line has been pushed into the territory of Ruichi by Wei Xu, and the alliance of those snow elves and oathbreakers will fight against the army of the undead. If it weren't for the transfer of the two legions that had just completed the training from the Soul Stone Tomb, I don't know what the original defenders here would be able to laze into.

If this kind of large-scale transfer of troops is placed elsewhere, it will definitely not be able to escape the loss of labor and money, but unfortunately, here in Wei Xu, everything is not a problem. The only problem is that there are more people, and it takes an hour or two to get it done. It takes an hour or two to change the security of the border fortress for a long time, and this kind of thing is naturally worth it. Although these soldiers of the Half Moon Collar are strict in all aspects in peacetime, no matter how wise the general is, he cannot organize this kind of wave-like ups and downs in the appearance of the army and the vigilance of the soldiers. If you do the same thing for a long time, you will become numb, tired, and disgusted. The mastery of the general's ability to command the army lies in how to shorten this low period and control this fluctuation above a horizontal line.

"Kill!" Although it was a garrison, Wilcas still let these soldiers who had just come out of the training ground start training early in the morning. The gate of the fortress was open, and the team of the Half Moon Leader lined up at the mouth of the canyon outside the gate, raising their shields and drawing their swords under the command of the commander.

"Delhiman, how's it going? Still there's no news of those snow elves sending people? Wilcas looked at Derriman and hurriedly asked.

Today is the time to make an appointment with the snow elves to exchange supplies, but now that the sun is about to reach the top of their heads, those snow elves have not moved at all.

"I touched more than ten miles forward, but I found no trace of the snow elves. On the way back, I even found traces left by their convoy from the previous week, and it stands to reason that they would have taken the same road, but no matter how much I tried to find it on that road, I couldn't find the way through. So I guess they probably didn't send someone this time......" Deriman said, narrowing his eyes: "I have long said that these snow elves are not to be trusted, and they must be trying to reneg on our covenant......"

"That's right......" Wilcas didn't expect these snow elves to give up the deal with the Half Moon Lord, he and Deriman were on the same page in some ideas. In the matter of dealing with the snow elves, the kindness of the Half Moon Leader can almost be said to be unprecedented, but these guys still don't know how to do it!

"Derryman, I might want you to take someone along the imprint from last week that you found to find the location of those snow elves. Lord Wei Xu, I'm going to inform you right now! As he spoke, Wilcas turned and walked under the walls......

The Richland was built in the mountains, and the only official road here was opened at the initiative of the Empire with the power of the four territories of Halfinga, Xueman, Rich, and Phocles. Although it is sparsely populated, full of wild beasts, and even those natives gather in the mountains to cause chaos in the territory, the veins under it are indispensable to the empire. What does the vein represent? Represents high-quality weapons! Represents money! Even those dwarves who have disappeared are willing to build a city in this inaccessible and wild beast-infested mountains. This place cannot be lost, and the empire will not dare to lose it.

Wei Xu also took a fancy to this place, after all, the Half Moon Territory could be said to be the territory with the most developed smelting technology in the whole Tamriel, and the demand for ore in the territory was much higher than that of other territories. The large-scale utilization of resources is the advantage of Half Moon Collar, and at the same time, the scarcity of these mineral resources is becoming increasingly prominent. After learning that this place had been undead, Wei Xu had the idea of snatching food several times, but several times he stopped because Evsis also took a fancy to this place, changed his plan, and silently encroached on it. In the area of the Lost Canyon currently occupied by the Half Moon Territory, there are five or six large and small ore veins discovered, and if they are fully mined, it will be enough for the entire Half Moon Territory's smelting process to start the next year's demand at full speed!

So when Wei Xu got the message from Wilcas, his first reaction was the same as the two of them, thinking that these snow elves had either found a home, or they had found other ways to deal with the undead without relying on the Half Moon Collar, and of course, there was the worst possibility, these snow elves had directly taken refuge with Eposis!

But then he thought about it, the probability of these things happening is infinitely close to zero, that snow elf Sonley finally reappeared in the world with the bloodline of the snow elf clan, how could he be willing to be enslaved by the undead? As for finding other ways or something, Wei Xu couldn't imagine that there would be any other territory or any other way to bring benefits to these snow elves that would make them give up their cooperation with the Half Moon Lord.

Could it be that I'm thinking too much? Could it be that those snow elves are in some kind of crisis? Thinking so, Wei Xu raised his pen and sent a letter back to Wilcas.

With the teleportation channel, this kind of information transmission can be reached in minutes, but Wei Xu is still not satisfied, and has already asked the members of the mage group to cooperate with Tovdir and others from the mage academy, preparing to work together to develop a device that can transmit messages remotely. The original idea of this device was to be the same principle as the teleportation channel, but it was reduced to allow only stationery to pass through. Of course, Wei Xu wanted them to be able to develop a magic circle that could transmit sound and images, similar to the telephone or network on the earth. Of course, Wei Xu himself said that he didn't have much hope for this, and he just put forward an unattainable plan to point out the goal to everyone.

By the time Wei Xu's letter arrived, Derriman had just assembled his team and was ready to go. During the break in the regrouping of the team, Dereman's mind was no longer as dizzy as before, and his mind began to come alive. He always felt that maybe it wasn't that simple. Because of all Tamriel, it seems that the only family that the snow elves can rely on is the benevolent Lord Wei Xu, so he feels that if he is Nasanlet, he will not give up the thick thighs of the Half Moon Leader.

But why did this guy give up? Is it really ...... What crisis do you have that you can't be distracted from? Seeing Wei Xu's letter, Derriman also realized the importance of the matter, and before leaving, he said directly to Wilcas on the side: "If there is an emergency, I will directly send someone to send you the news urgently......"

"Okay, I'm ready to strike!"

"I hope those guys aren't in big trouble...... Derriman smiled helplessly, turning around and ordering. A group of more than a dozen scouts quietly turned around and walked into the mountains under Wilcas's gaze......