Act 153 The Wolf's Pass, the Final Assault

Brando didn't know what Outin was thinking.

It's just that the minutes and seconds passed, and he commanded the team to still move forward.

The fight seems to have taken a long time.

The armor of the Elder Centaur Guard was stained with bright red blood, and the Winter Wolves', theirs, were plated in layers on the shiny silver armor. Hundreds of centaurs and dryads marched along a narrow mountain stream, raising their heads, two staggered mountain shadows covering half of the sky in front of them.

There is the Wolf's Pass.

There was another pale wave ahead, and more than a thousand winter wolves rushed in from the direction of the pass, and the huge winter lord in the wolf pack raised half of his body to the sky and raised his trombone, his snow-white mane spread out in the wind, and the majesty was majestic. The wolves split into three as the earth rumbled, and the snowflakes boiled under the wolf's claws, forming a forward trident that stabbed at the centaur team when viewed from the sky.

White shadows shot into the forests on both sides one by one, like pale ghosts leaping forward in the mountain forest, and the wolves opened their jaws, and the situation of encirclement was formed in an instant.

The Tree Elf leader Quinil raised his hand, and hundreds of Tree Elves drew their bows and shot, and the interval between the process of drawing arrows, opening the bow, aiming and releasing the arrows was no more than two seconds, and the movements were as fast as lightning, they were used to free shooting, and even the dense arrows of free fire could achieve the effect of raindrops.

The winter wolves on both sides kept rolling forward and fell to the ground with arrows, but the numerical superiority kept them moving forward, and gradually threatened the two wings of the team.

"It's much tougher than the black wolf!" Brando slashed a sword at a winter wolf that pounced on him, gasped, and the white mist that came out of his mouth immediately rose upward.

He looked up and saw the left flank exposed to the Winter Wolf's attack, and had to raise his sword and order a squadron of fireclaw lizardmen into battle. They fought their way out of the forest on one side and collided with the sprinting winter wolves.

"Mr. Brando!" Queenier shouted.

"Throw a gun!"

A row of javelins flew into the air, with a silver arc through the front of the winter wolves, the front three rows of winter wolves fell to their knees, and the monsters behind them crossed the corpses of their companions as if a white wave had crossed the embankment.

The centaur and the winter wolf rushed towards each other like two waves of snow in the valley, seemingly destined to collide at some point. But at the same time, the attack of the snow-white wolf shadow of the forest is completing the encirclement.

Looking down from the sky, the snow-white tridents were closing in a wide area.

No more than a mile from the Wolf's Pass, this is the last sprint.

There are more and more winter wolves in the forest, and they must not be dragged by mud and water.

Brando looked up at Walder, just in time to see the Centaur Elder put his hand on his left chest and nodded to him with a stern expression. Then the centaur elder suddenly raised the halberd in his hand and began to speed up, leaping out of the centaur army.

"Warriors of the goddess Nya!" He shouted.

A platoon of elder centaur guards slapped their left chests in unison, and rushed out after him, a whole line of centaur warriors with halberds in their hands held high in their hands, and their hooves galloped endlessly, following behind Walder.

At that moment, the scene seemed to form a static balance in the dynamics.

The centaur's unique actions caused everyone to subconsciously turn their heads, whether it was their fellow tree elves or druids, who were stunned at that moment as about a third of the centaurs came out of the crowd.

Under the leadership of Walder, an independent offensive arrow was formed in front of the sprinting army.

Count Outin was directing Eruin's knights to the right flank to protect the Dryad who were exposed to the claws of the Winter Wolf, but he looked back at the scene with his sword in his hand and froze at the sight of the Winterwolf.

It's not just him.

The knights of Eruin held their breath, and as soldiers, they certainly knew what these centaurs were going to do next. At that moment, most of the knights subconsciously raised their hands and put them on their left chests.

This is a blessing among comrades-in-arms.

But on the other side of the battlefield, the Winter Lord also let out a trombone, and the Winter Wolves flowed like a tide, and some of the Winter Wolves came out of the crowd, forming an independent arrow in front of the army.

Their tactics are exactly the same as those of centaurs.

“…… Whew...... Cunning! Under Akane's protection, the aristocratic daughter who was out of breath watched the winter wolf in amazement and completed the formation change in an instant.

But Quinier pointed the end of his longbow in that direction: "Make a way for our glorious companions!" ”

The Dryads immediately gave up their wings, and once again opened their bows in unison—the first salvo of the Dryads since entering the battlefield, and the great Elven longbow was drawn to the full moon—with a creaking sound.

"Arrow of Life!"

"Strong wind, due east!"

"Two hundred feet, one hundred and fifty feet, put-!"

The shooters released their bowstrings in unison, and a soft buzz seemed to ring in everyone's ears at the same time, and a black shadow flew into the sky like a migratory bird flapping its wings and flying high.

The arrows flew to the highest point in mid-air, then turned and swooped down like a bird of prey, and the rain of arrows descended on the winter wolf's head as if it were doom - death swung his scythe, and countless winter wolves rolled to the ground.

In an instant, the independent arrows of the wolves became hedgehogs nailed halfway.

Then the winter wolves in the back crossed over the statue-like corpses, and they didn't have time to change formations, because the centaur vanguard in a straight line had already collided head-on.

There seemed to be a dull crash on the battlefield. In an instant, the white trail line collided with a silver line made of centaurs.

Most of the centaurs immediately fell on their sides, and were engulfed by the white wolves. The silver thread only existed for a moment, and then it fell apart.

But at least, the torrent of wolves is also stagnant.

The white snow wave stagnated.

Then they found that the army led by Brando was coming up on their backs, and the elder centaur guards were not afraid in the slightest, but on the contrary, they were speeding up.

Brando raised his sword: "Commando formation!" ”

He took the lead.

Sharp arrows sharpened around him.

The army is galloping.

At the same time, Quinil pointed back with his longbow, "Warriors of the forest, stop your enemies!" ”

With a loud bang, a vine emerged from the dirt and stone slabs of the valley and stopped behind the army. The tree elf archer in the back row threw away the longbow, turned around in unison, and pulled out the long knife behind his back.

They turned, stopped, broke away from the army, where they formed a thin line of defense.

The outflanked winter wolves immediately noticed that a human wall had appeared in front of them.

Twenty feet.

The enemy was already close at hand, and with the Earth Sword in both hands, Brando, who was charging forward, could almost see every snow-white mane on their body shaking in the wind.

Less than half of the nearly 100 centaurs led by Ward are now left.

The centaur elder slaughtered himself into the wolves, and with a flash of his halberd, a winter wolf was immediately lifted high.

Seeing that he had taken in the full view of this qiē, Brando took a breath and then raised the sword of the earth. "Come on, warrior's blood," Brando didn't seem to have felt the feeling of the blood in his body boiling a little bit and rushing to his brain for a long time, and it was this feeling that made him stick to this path.

The Warrior's Path.

"So, the indomitable charge," Brando closed his eyes, then opened them again, "it's the romance of the warriors!" ”

The moment his eyes opened, the charging skill was activated, and at the same time, the sword of the earth in his hand swung forward, and a white light was parallel to him.

In the eyes of outsiders, at that moment, Brando was a man and a sword, with a white sword light to kill the wolves.

Where a sword passes.

The armor is flat, and the flesh and blood are flying.

It was like a silver line drawn into the winter wolves, and then with this silver line as the center, the wolves moved out of the way to the sides - not actively, but parted with a rain of blood.

Even because the speed was too fast, the power of the sword of the earth only exploded after one person and one sword, and it looked like the earth was cracking inch by inch behind Brando.

As soon as Brando passed, there was a 'boom' of sharp rocks that pierced the sky.

A gap immediately appeared in the Winter Wolves' defensive line.

Brando and Ward staggered.

The winter wolf that pounced on the centaur elder immediately split in two, its huge head flying high with a rain of blood.

Walter raised his head and saw Brando's back, and the centaur elder shook the blood beads on his halberd and snorted softly.

Behind Brando, the army of centaurs who arrived later pierced the gap like a wedge, led by Akane and Curlan.

Under the huge impact, even the winter wolves could not resist, and they could only retreat after losing the impact. Then Ropar's fireclaw lizards and Outing's knights entered the position from the left and right flanks.

The gap in the center of the wolf tide was finally completely torn open - Brando swung his sword forward, and a white sword wind knocked several winter wolves away, and he looked up, only to realize that he had killed a counterpart.

There's a road ahead.

It's coming!

Brando took a deep breath, and he looked back to see Kuran and Akane squeezing from the passage he had opened with centaurs on the left and right, followed by the Dryads, and finally the knights of Eruin and the fireclaw lizards of Ropar.

But his gaze stretched back, and suddenly his gaze shrank slightly—Walter and his centaur vanguard didn't follow—and the centaur elder raised his halberd, allowing the remaining members to move closer to him.

Once again, the centaurs formed a human wall.

They are after the break.

with their own lives.

"Walder!" Brando was taken aback, this was not his original plan.

But the centaur elder only glanced back at this side, and then he raised his hand and gestured to this side. Almost no one in the room understood the gesture, but Brando and Quinil did.

It was the common language of the people of the forest.

"We are the children of the forest—"

At that moment, Brando suddenly held his breath and closed his eyes.