Alan just proudly thought that he had occupied a favorable terrain and rampantly shouted out the bold words of emptying a street, but now he was completely confused, just such a narrow corridor of less than fifty meters, and the arrows shot by people almost had no dead ends, and there was no place to hide.

If it is in an open area, not to mention dozens of beast elf archers, or a hundred more, as long as the distance is widened, with Allen's tactical literacy and current physique, not to mention being able to counter-charge, it will definitely be more than enough to escape.

"It's really a dilemma." Eren had stopped advancing with his shield on his head, and his body was subconsciously in front of Orpheus and the believers.

Although he thought in his heart that he didn't care about the life or death of Orpheus and those believers, he just wanted to protect the portal.

But the body is always involuntarily shielded in front of those believers.

However, Alan was not in such a hurry as he was just now, he was calculating the time, the interval between each wave of arrow rain of the beast elf archers.

Although the time for the beast elves to pull out the bow and arrow from the bow barrel and then wind the bow and shoot the bow and arrow is only less than a second or even less than a blink of an eye, but Alan doesn't believe that those beautiful beast elves are machines, even if they are machines, they still need to be charged, and there is no such thing as a power bank in the San Cassis continent, right?

As long as it is a living being, whether you are a purebred or a hybrid, there must be a limit to your physical strength.

Alan was waiting for this limit, maybe in the next second, of course, maybe the shield on his head couldn't resist that time at all.

But he was willing to gamble, gambling on the short moment when the beast elves were tired.

As long as the Beast Elf Archers enter the period of exhaustion, in the time after that, they will have holes and a short blank period, both physically and mentally.

Alan has been through countless hot soldiers. weapon combat, whether it is large-scale or small-scale, even if the enemy guards a warehouse of ammunition, but in the case of non-stop aiming and shooting, there will always be a period of exhaustion, which is a physiological natural reaction, no one can avoid it, and he believes that it is the same when he changes to the continent of San Cassis.

It was really that time, and that was when Eren made a counter-charge.

However, it is difficult to grasp this rhythm, first of all, there are too many opponents, even if their movements are unified and neat, it is impossible to enter the exhaustion period at the same time, that is to say, when Eren has to master dozens of beast elves, most of them have slightly lost accuracy and efficiency, but it is not excluded that a few beast elves still maintain abundant energy.

The second is the elite wolf cavalry who are waiting for the battle, although those wolf cavalry who straddle the giant wolf are now acting as bodyguards, but once Allen has a loophole, even if he is in a trance and can't hold the shield, or his skin is lightly scratched, as long as the timing is accurate, it is definitely the time for them to charge.

Especially those giant wolves with fangs, their combat power is definitely not much lower than the knights on them.

And then in the end, in addition to protecting the innocent believers and the Holy Son Orpheus not far behind him, Alan also had to take care of the portal.

Although the other party did not realize his intentions, once those wolf cavalry rushed over, or the beast elves accidentally shot and destroyed the portal, all the efforts were lost.

Now the portal that has finally begun to restore its function is Allen's last hope, whether it is reinforcements from the Holy See or reinforcements from the Bloodhoof Tribe, as long as it is reinforcements, no matter how crazy Alan is, he knows that he will not be able to escape under the noses of more than 10,000 Beamon warriors after jumping off a high wall.

It's more than 10,000 Beamons fighting in a row, and letting him be beaten one by one can exhaust him.

However, at this time, Alan was not in a hurry, he knew that these well-trained beast elves could hold out for a long time, and at this time, he looked at the arrow that showed through the shield, and his eyes narrowed into a line.

"Has Beamon's smelting technology reached this level?" Alan also lives with the dwarves of the plains of De Niro every day in the tribal camp, although he doesn't understand the building and production process, but at least he is a beginner, and he is more or less knowledgeable.

The arrows shot by the beast elves are made of the same metal as the bow and arrows, and not only the arrows, but the entire arrow body is made of metal as a whole.

If there is a Weibo or Twitter circle of friends on the continent of St. Cassis or something, this alone is enough for the beast elves to show off their wealth in the circle of friends, and it can 100% make the major powers of mankind and the Holy See covet it for a while.

Including the Holy See, the archers of the major legions of several powerful countries of the Terran race use bows and arrows made of wood, which means that the Holy See is strong, the arrow body is wooden, and the arrow is metal.

However, the beast elf archers are simply the local tyrants of the local tyrants, and they still carry plastic bags to commute to work, and they have already stepped on Louis Vuitton to buy groceries.

Ordinary wooden arrows are mainly divided into three parts, arrow shafts, arrowheads, and feathers.

In addition to the feathers, the bow and arrow shot by the beast elves are actually one, and they are not cut at all, but smelted as one.

No wonder these beast elves have such a big hand, and they suppress him as if they don't want money, so they can be recycled and reused many times.

Eren was a little red-eyed, the veins on the continent of San Cassis were basically mined, so many metal bows and arrows, if he took them all back to the Bloodhoof camp, how many weapons and armor could De Niro make, at least he could make a decent weapon.

If it weren't for the fact that the steel in the Bloodhoof camp was all put to good use, Alan wouldn't have been able to carry the Triangular Army around his waist. Thorn came out to run the rivers and lakes, I can't let him go out to fight and carry the dwarven relic, the sledgehammer, I know that I went out to fight, I don't know that I thought Alan went out to repair the door for others.

Compared with Allen, Lonningt was attacked less by bows and arrows, and this former chief gold medal fighter of the southern diocese has now been completely reduced to a supporting role, which is not right, it should be said that he is not even a supporting role, that is, a passerby... Third!

The Beast Elf archers almost ignored him, as long as he didn't move, people wouldn't shoot him, but if there was the slightest act of rashness, at least ten Beast Elf archers began to aim at him and fire arrows.

Lonningt was very smart, so he simply didn't move, anyway, the one who shot was not the Son and not the believer, and it had nothing to do with him.

Unable to help glance at Allen, Ronningt began to hold two shields as shrunken turtles.

The opportunity for Alan to wait was coming soon, he could feel the impact of the rain of arrows on the shield becoming smaller, although the fluctuation was not large, he could still feel the impact force becoming smaller, and he was extremely keen to feel that the interval between each wave of sword rain was getting longer and longer, although it was only less than a second long.

Hiding behind his shield, Alan glanced at Ronningt, who looked like a shrunken turtle.

Ronningte's face was full of question marks, I don't know what kind of nerves this son of chaos is going to have, the arrows shot by these beast elves are not only accurate, but also fast, and more importantly, there is no place to hide in this narrow corridor, and after you appear, you have to be shot into a hedgehog, not to mention that you are a son of chaos, even if the sword saint or the saint-level mage comes, it will be useless, anyway, Lonningt has never heard of a saint-level magician's shield that can instantly resist dozens of metal arrows.

Seeing that Lonningt didn't understand his intentions, Alan subconsciously gestured with his hand to make a few tactical moves.

And then.... Then Ronningt completely turned on the stunned mode, what are you doing there blindly, one moment the hand is clenched into a fist and the other time the finger is raised, and the hand that raises the shield is cramping? The Children of Chaos are nothing more than that, they can cramp with a shield.

However, although he didn't understand what Eren meant, Ronningt kept shaking his head, because he knew that this guy was definitely not the master who was waiting to sit still, and the harpy had just said that as long as Eren dared to rush out, the beast elf archers would shoot directly at the Holy Son Orpheus and the believers around him.

If that happens, Orpheus should stop being a son and go straight to the Beamon hedgehog to report.

According to Ronningt, the Children of Chaos, you should honestly shrink in your shield and wait for death, maybe after a while, the Holy Mountain and other dioceses will be able to support through the portal, and you should not bother with the Holy Son and those innocent believers.