Act 116 Decisive Battle (First Update, Ask for Subscription and Recommendation)

By the time Brando and Conrad had engaged him, Yukhkir had already driven his lizardmen warriors in two directions to bypass the central battlefield and attack the ruins on either side.

But the Silver Elves have been waiting for a long time. Narmenes divided his warriors into two teams, one led by himself and the other under the command of the Tiger Sparrow, guarding the side doors of the elven ruins, and soon collided with the lizardman warriors who had come up from the forest.

The savage, simple-minded creatures screamed and rushed out of the woods, swift and swift as they rushed up the wreckage of the collapsed elven building, but what awaited them was often a flash of snow. The elven warrior condescendingly thrust his double-headed sword down to pierce the throats of the creeping beasts, and then dropped the cold corpses into the rubble with a flick of his elbow. At the edge of the elven ruins—the moment the dark green tide collided with a silver thread, seven or eight lizardmen were thrown far away, and they landed in the crowd of their kind, knocking down many of them.

The lizardmen's attack gained momentum, how could Rubis and the gray wolf mercenaries hiding behind let this opportunity go? They immediately unleashed arrows and crossbows from their bowstrings, crashing and collapsing, forming white lines from behind the ruins to the front that stretched into the lizardmen's formation—crashing them into an invisible wall.

The dark green, slender warriors suddenly fell backwards in rows.

In Vainde, an ordinary person, a formally trained human crossbowman, can shoot six times a minute. Not to mention these sophisticated mercenaries who are more dexterous and powerful than ordinary people, or even close to twenty times. Even with heavy four-armed crossbows, they can rain fifteen to twenty bolts in a minute.

It was a disaster for the lizardmen, and when the rain of steel fell on them, it was like a gloomy grim reaper in a black cloak and a scythe in his hand, grazing over their heads, slashing at their ranks. Death came one after the other.

The squad leader in the back row of the team, as well as the squadron lizardman captains, tried to mobilize crossbowmen to fight back, but not to mention that most of the lizardmen crossbowmen were not strong enough in Black Iron (in the same kind of monsters, the ranged level is generally lower than the law of melee combat-), or they had just reached this rank but had not been formally trained - not to mention that at the beginning of the battle, in fact, the closest crossbowman detachment to them had already been scattered by Metisa.

Although the Silver Elf Princess is a royal family, after all, she was born in the era of Vaynd's greatest war, and her grasp of the situation on the battlefield has already formed an instinct.

Lacking long-range return fire and cover, the lizardmen began to falter or even retreat.

The elven commander in the golden helmet glanced down, and immediately removed the dragon horn from his waist and whined. The long tune of the horn has been ingrained in the hearts of these warriors for seven centuries - for it means only one thing, and the charging silver elves 'clattered' with both hands and a sharp double-headed sword on the right side of their chests—

"Who We Are"

"The Sword of Ahalam"

Namenes nodded and swung his Commander's sword downward, and the Silver Elves charged in unison. It was like a drop of mercury, a real line of silver pouring downward, and the lizardmen were powerless to resist, they had to face not only a group of silver-level strength and unmatched warriors, but also eleven masters of combat skills.

The mercenaries' ranged strikes began to extend backwards, and in just one round they had damaged seven heavy crossbows. When the last spare crossbow was removed, Sanfud had to switch to a short bow, but even so, the young man's blood was boiling.

Seventy paces ahead was a dark green army that stretched as far as the eye could see—or the edge of the forest. But no matter how much the savage creatures hit, they couldn't cross the silver line. Not only that, but the Silver Elves also took the initiative to charge:

With ten people, charge at hundreds of lizardmen.

This was the real battle, and Sanfud felt his blood burn in his bones as he listened to the elves sing their ancient war songs. A shiver swept through his body, as if he had returned to the ancient battlefield that had existed to resist the forces of darkness.

It was a magnificent war, into which all peoples, all races, were thrown into it with all their might, fighting for freedom and honor, an epic war. Sanfud returned fire with his short bow, and inexplicably felt as if he had liked the feeling.

And not just being a mercenary.

……

When the long sound of the horn sounded, it swept across the battlefield like a distant dragon roar. No matter how far away, almost all of them stopped.

That's the silver elf's war trombone—

Conrad's face changed repeatedly, and from this position he could not see the two wings obscured by the forest, and naturally he did not know what was happening there. But the voice of the dragonhorn trombone doesn't lie, and after nearly three hundred years of hiding, the Silver Elf, the leader of the Solitaire Mercenary Regiment, is convinced that it was the stupid, arrogant, and aesthetic nouveau riche leader Yukhkir who messed up the whole thing, but he didn't think about how to find the guy who had more than enough to do and beat him up.

Because that damn lizard didn't end well, and he didn't want to die here. The Dragonhorn Trombone only means one thing, and one of the strongest battle sequences in the Silver Elves - the Phoenix Guards appeared on the battlefield.

I just don't know if the High Cavalry of the Silver Elves and the Knights of the Song (Unicorn Knights) are also here, and if that is the case, he won't even have a place to cry. The Knights of the Song were the legendary army that sang the ancient songs of the Silver Elf Empire and charged the phalanx of the 100,000 Miners.

Thinking of this, he had no intention of fighting again, but just glanced at Brando, who was not far away, and then withdrew. The wizard hunter's agility was not low, and Conrad's figure floated backwards like a dead leaf about to sink into the forest background.

Brando was stunned, he was afraid that Conrad would bypass them and make trouble behind them. At this moment, the silver elf is not good at dealing with the lizardmen, and it is not easy to say that it is not easy to take a golden low-level wizard hunter. He immediately shouted at the Silver Elf Princess, who was galloping towards her, "Metisa, stop him"

In fact, it didn't need to be reminded that Medisa had already thought of it. She leveled her spear and immediately activated her charge ability—the unicorn rider was already intimidatingly fast. One moment it was like a silver comet, which cut a beautiful arc along the edge of the forest, and the next moment it stopped Conrad's retreat.

"Mr. Conrad, you have done too much evil, please stay, and your companions; Ignoring the dignity of the living, and desecrating the peace of the dead's eternal sleep, you must pay the price—"

Medisa said in a crisp voice as she crossed the spear and turned her fellow unicorn to face the man in a black and red cloak.

Conrad secretly gritted his teeth, he didn't want to say anything more to this silver elf female knight at all. Brando's orders deepened his suspicions—the other party seemed confident and determined to keep them here. It's a trap. Although he didn't know what connection this group had with the Gray Wolf Mercenary Group and Echo, he was already deeply alert.

"Bah, stinky of the Knights of the Songs"

He cursed in his heart, turned around and ran in one direction. But how could his speed compare to that of a unicorn, and when he turned around, the silver elf princess was already waiting for him on his way with a cold face.

Conrad tried three times, and all three times he was stopped like this. He was already a little panicked, the other party dared to stop him so fearlessly, he must have something to rely on. The only thing he could think of was the ancient empire, and the shepherd could not be afraid to fight these proud tree skewers, but he couldn't.

He didn't dare to fool the red-haired girl Akane as if he had deceived him, expecting that he could also fool the silver elf girl; Directly in front of him was one of the most combat-savvy peoples on the continent, and only a fool would expect such an adversary to make a mistake.

In this case, it seems that there is only one trick.

……

But at the same time as Medissa stopped Conrad, Brando, who had just grabbed Akane's arm and retreated, immediately felt that his eyes were dark; A cold and dangerous aura came over the face, and the young man could barely think about it to guess what it was—the Earth Messenger, Ekmen.

Only it can keep up with the speed of his charge—

The giant monster raised its forelimbs, three times the height of an adult, as if to block out the sun. Then it screamed and slashed forward, the air stirring, and Brando felt the ground beneath his feet protrude upwards and crack for a moment.

Elements, the power of rock.

He didn't want to think about it, and he didn't care about it - turning around and hugging Akane was to fly and pounce, and the two of them rolled around the forest several times together - and at this time, Ikemon slapped his palm, and there was a loud bang, and the earth flew up, and the stone teeth on both sides protruded from the ground and snapped upward, forming a gabion around the boss's palm.

To others, it was as if the huge monster slapped down with a palm, pressing the rock out of the ground to form five stone claws and clasping upwards. But as soon as it lifted its hands off the ground, the rocks immediately crumbled, turned into mud and returned to the forest......

Brando got up from the ground and couldn't help but gasp when he saw this scene; Although the general strength and preferred tactics of Ekmen were also mentioned in that guide, it was a different feeling when it was actually faced.

Now he felt a little like he had returned to the era of his forties. At that time, Torrentialrain opened a new version of the 'Templars', and he, his senior sister, and the others went to participate in the raid of the new map for the first time, and the legendary boss who had civilized the 'elements' left a deep impression on them-

It was the first time the player learned about the Templars and the Elementals.

But now it seemed like he was going to get to know it again.

……

(PS: I made a very 2 mistake when I wrote it yesterday, ==, and the Earth Divine Messenger said that it was called Ekmen - but there are excusable circumstances.) After all, you know that you can't tell what an insect is called, especially when they don't know how to curl their tongues. ）