Standing on the elven planet, looking up, you can see two moons.

Cheng Lin knew that they were two other pieces of earth that were somewhat inferior in size.

Of the three new stars, only this one gave birth to life, and the other two became satellites, blooming in the dark night.

In the legends of the elves, the twin moons are the source of their magic, and when they are at their peak, they are also at their most powerful.

Tonight...... The moonlight is good.

The walls of the Great Wall of Krum City, facing the direction of the World Tree, were as bright as day.

At intervals, there were stone outposts with lights burning on them, and the lines of the lights were their last line of defense.

Once the city is broken, the elves will have only two paths, either they will be "eroded" into monster-like blackened elves, or they will leave the forest and go to the mountains and rivers and enter the sea, but that is tantamount to chronic suicide.

Elves can't leave the forest any more than fish can leave a lake.

"Pay attention to the lights, it's windy tonight, be careful to put it out, cheer me up!"

Margaret said as she passed by a sentry post.

"Yes!"

The battle elf soldiers standing on the city walls responded loudly.

Margaret nodded, and continued to walk forward, perhaps because the night was windy and the temperature was getting colder, she couldn't help but tighten her neckline, and tied the armor tighter, and by the way, counted the number of quivers on her back again—elves were natural marksmen, and Margaret was one of the best archery officers in the entire barracks.

It was by virtue of that terrifying archery that she was able to convince the people.

"My lord, the scouts didn't find out."

Some of his lieutenants came running to give a message.

"Don't take it lightly, according to the latest map, this part of our defense area is very likely to be attacked!"

"Understood! I'll send someone to probe again! The adjutant saluted, said, and turned to leave.

Margaret nodded, this adjutant is an elf who is two years younger than herself, very intelligent, and she is deeply trusted, especially the archery talent is excellent, Margaret will often think that if the royal court is still peaceful, then according to his age, teach him more, perhaps, can train an archery master.

Pity......

"War."

Margaret sighed deeply, after three years of resistance war, the entire elven race has been sharply reduced, and now there is only one city left, the shortage of materials, and the hard life, where is the condition to cultivate the archery?

It may be a bit hypocritical to think like this, compared to those of the same kind who have long since died in battle, and even ...... Those of the same kind who have been "eroded" into monsters, they are at least alive, and this is already a great happiness, although ...... Perhaps, this small happiness will soon be gone.

As a battle-sequence officer, Margaret was pessimistic about the battlefield.

Reason told her that this unequal war would eventually end in their defeat, and that she was not the only one who had similar thoughts, but there were many more, but in the face of this war of extermination with almost no way out, even if they were doomed, they still tried to make that day come later.

As a race with a long life, Margaret thought that elves should look down on life and death, but the truth is that all life is afraid of death.

"If you hold on a little longer, maybe, there will be a miracle?"

She occasionally comforted herself with these words when she was disheartened and hopeless, and at first, the elves pinned their miracles on the gods, the "goddess of the moon and the forest" who had enjoyed countless sacrifices since ancient times.

It's just that how Rao sacrificed and prayed, the gods did not respond after all, and even until hundreds of sacrificial priests in the entire sacrificial hall were killed by the enemy, the so-called righteous gods still did not move.

From then on, they no longer believed in the gods.

"Perhaps, only a silly girl like Ailu will still believe it, right?"

She thought.

To Margaret's surprise, at a time when the race had completely abandoned God, Eru ran over with a map and claimed to have God's help.

"Unbelievable."

Until now, Margaret seems to be reverberating in front of her eyes the scene of the battle priest returning and confirming the truth of the map, compared to others, as Ellu's only friend, she is more familiar with Elu, so Margaret keenly judged that Elu was lying!

Things are definitely not what she claims.

However, the enemy was attacking in front of her, and the situation was urgent, and she was puzzled, and it was not the time to get to the bottom of it.

At the moment of the great enemy, the morale of the army is the most important.

"What the hell are you hiding?" Margaret looked up at the two moons, and for some reason, she had a glimmer of unrealistic hope, hoping that Eru would bring hope.

Just when she sighed, suddenly, the flute sounded!

"Woooooo

She turned her head, this is the alarm that the observation post has found an enemy!

"All on alert! Get ready to meet the enemy! She shouted, as she threw herself in front of the wall and looked out.

The archer's eye was always good, and Margaret could clearly see that outside of Krum, in the vast forest, there were black figures like ashes hiding, occasionally leaping and howling like wild beasts!

Accompanied by the sound of waves in the distance, it is the sound of withering plants.

Under the influence of the World Tree, the jungle gradually loses its vitality and becomes a place of death, and if you fall into it, you will lose your mind, lose yourself, and degenerate into a manic black elf like a wild beast.

"Erosion" was still some distance from the city of Krum, and the enemy had already arrived first.

Probably sensing her gaze, the enemies lurking in the dark forest raised their heads in unison, braced their green eyes like wolves, bared their teeth, waved their sharp claws, and roared at her.

Margaret clung to the walls in some pain, these enemies were their companions.

"All, aim, shoot the arrow!"

However, the pain only lasted for a short second, and then she was suppressed by Margaret, who had an iron will, she raised her hand, shouted loudly, and at the same time pinched out an arrow with her backhand, and bent her bow and arrow!

Magical elements surge up, and arrows encased with magical power possess powerful and strange powers.

On this section of the city wall, all the elves exclaimed in surprise and took aim with their arrows.

The next moment, countless arrows rained down like a storm into the vast darkness of the night, and the enemy deftly leaped from the canopy of the trees, climbing and slaying the walls!

Among the rain of arrows, Margaret's arrow was the most eye-catching, it was like a bolt of lightning, emitting a terrifying roar, and when it was launched, it flew like a living thing, constantly changing direction.

Her arrows can turn!

"Puff puff", the flying arrows pierced five or six elves in a row before finally stopping.

A mournful cry also sounded outside the city walls.

A volley of arrows killed a small number of the enemy, and then Margaret gave up her bow and arrows, drew her scimitar in her backhand, rose to her feet, and leaned against the walls, fighting with rolling wood, oil, gravel, and sword and magic in her hand.

It's not just them.

Along the entire line of the city wall, there were five small defense areas that were attacked.

For a moment, the turquoise arrow light illuminated the night.

The murderous machine boiled and ignited the dark night.

One by one, the blackened elves were killed, fell from a height of hundreds of meters, fell into the dense forest, splashed "waves", and similarly, there were also elven soldiers who were pierced through their armor, screaming, hugging the enemy, jumping down, and dying together.

The peaceful city of Krum is finally no longer quiet.

In the central command office, Marshal Luo Jia was coordinating the overall situation, and there was no expression on his face, and only when he received the news of the death or wounding of the soldiers, his steady hands would tremble a little.

Luo Jia was not far away.

The great priest of the sacrificial hall, Ailu, had a pale face, and the screams in the night reached her ears, which was difficult to ignore.

And she is well aware that this is just an "appetizer", and the real battle is yet to come.

……

Stand.

When Margaret slashed an enemy climbing the wall in two, she heard a familiar scream.

Turning his head, he saw that not far away, the young adjutant with a talent for archery had been pierced in the chest with a claw, and with the last of his strength he pulled out an arrow from the quiver and pierced it into the enemy's eyeball, but he himself seemed to be unable to live.

"Hold on!"

Margaret ran over and held on to his fallen body.

Under the yellow-orange light of the outpost, the young adjutant looked at her, and finally pulled out a pale smile: "My lord, ...... for me Alive...... Good ......."

With that, he swallowed his last breath and sank into eternal darkness with his spiritual will.

The last scene reflected in the field of vision was two rounds of blood-stained silver moons in the sky.

"Krum, please forget me tonight."