Volume 2 The Path of Training Chapter 125 is between the thought of good and evil
If it weren't for the distance of more than 200 meters between the archers and the mercenaries, and if it weren't for the many big trees, maybe this round of shooting would have allowed all the mercenaries to rest in this picturesque place forever.
Then came the spirit monkey's low scolding: "Bastard, that elf kid has run away, you hold on to the other one." β
Unfortunately, good news is used to walk alone, but bad news often goes hand in hand. All this just now was obviously premeditated, and at the moment when the arrow rain fell, the elf boy named Hong Fu quietly disappeared into the dense forest by taking advantage of the chaos of dodging the arrow rain.
When the two teenagers stood up from the other side, the mercenaries realized that they had fallen for the trick of the two elven teenagers.
The two elf boys stood in front of the elven warriors with a smile, pointing at the mercenaries in the forest, the adult elves all smiled, and several archers also touched the elf boy's head, obviously, the boy was introducing his glorious history, during which it was inevitable to give adult mercenaries such as Xue Wuxian "stupid, stupid as a pig" and other words such as "stupid, stupid like a pig" and so on, the youngest teenager even naughtily took out his little brother and put the water out of the mercenaries.
I don't know if it was the elves who deliberately shot the arrows because they didn't understand the situation, but in short, the rain of arrows just now didn't hit any mercenaries, and not even a single arrow feather fell on the trunks of the trees.
Most of the mercenaries were a little lucky, and to their even more comfort, the elven archers were pointing at the dense forest with short bows in hand, but they didn't seem to be ready to attack.
"Dear elf friends, we just want to leave your land, we don't have any thoughts of hurting the elves, you can ask the two little brothers just now, can you make it convenient?" The middle-aged magician and White explained in a low voice, and White raised his shield to protect his chest and came out to negotiate with the elves.
Before the words fell, he suddenly heard the sound of a bowstring, and White subconsciously raised his shield, his palm was hot, and two short green arrows had been pierced through the shield. Obviously, the esteemed elven friends don't want to hear human nonsense.
The middle-aged magician's face changed suddenly, and he said in a low voice: "We need to go quickly, I'm afraid that the elves are going to invite magicians, and their magicians can drive the trees in the forest to help them ......" Just as he said this, another small group of elves could already be seen in the distance walking quickly towards here, and among them, there were two magicians with fluttering robes.
The red-haired boy who was finally broken heard such a shout, his eyes were slightly wet, although no one gave the red-haired boy a knight canonization ceremony, but he was extremely familiar with what the knights said when they charged, especially when they charged in an extremely weak state, most of the knights shouted their lifelong beliefs and sacrificed their precious lives for their partners and their groups, and the red-haired boy, who had always been frivolous, couldn't help but feel the blood boiling all over his body.
"Brother Traceless, after you break off, I will move forward. The red-haired boy made two big jumps in a row and landed behind the knight. γ Β₯*Better Update Fasterγ
"Yella...... From!" There is an archer protrusion among the frontal elves
Then the order was issued. "Bang--sss
At a distance of about a hundred meters, the speed of fire of the elven bow and arrow reached in sync with the speed of the sound, and the long arrow fired at this speed was unrecognizable even with the eyes of an eagle.
"Ahh
"Be careful!" The red-haired young man's silver spear conjured up an infinite shadow of gunfire, and volleyed a fast-shooting arrow feather, it was better to meet than to be famous, and the first wave of arrows of the famous elven archer did not pose any threat to the mercenaries, but the other elves who were chasing after the mercenaries were almost shot.
"Mercenary friends, don't do it, we're here for you. β
The magician on the opposite side hurriedly shouted, and the mercenaries who fled for their lives in a hurry did not pay close attention to the elves' words, and it was not until the magician shouted a second time that they understood why there were no casualties just now.
The dwarf's eyesight is also much better than that of humans, and the spirit monkey took a closer look and said loudly to the other mercenaries: "It's the elven patriarch who rescued us, don't get me wrong." β
The great magician named Qingming waved his hand to the mercenaries again and again to signal them to hurry up, and the elven archers behind Qingming did not pause, and the green arrow feathers kept shooting towards the pursuers in the distance, and it turned out that there was another pair of elven chasers behind the mercenary group.
The elves could not care about the long arrows fired by the human archers, but they did not dare to be careless about the people who suddenly became enemies, and several elves who had already entered the range fled the range with rolling and crawling, and the two elven archers who were running slowly fell to the hillside with arrows.
In the elven society, every elf is extremely tolerant, kind, as the world's longest-lived race, the elves have looked down on everything since childhood, originally had nothing to want, for power, fame, wealth, etc., etc., have never quarreled between the same race, let alone directly use knives and guns or even fight for their lives.
The arrow feathers falling in front of him were clearly from the same forest, and even the feathers of the tail of the arrows were all using the tail feathers of the same kind of birds, and in the distance were the short bows of the same clan, and from the angle of the cold arrow tips and emerald green arrow feathers, it could be seen what the result of the pine string was, and all the pursuers stopped, and the elves looked at the elders helplessly one by one.
The elven elder let out an angry cry as he looked at his fallen compatriots - none of the mercenaries understood the native language of the forest elves.
Qing Ming's face was solemn, and he replied loudly in the standard language of the mainland: "I don't care what you think, the elves must be tolerant, we don't want to hurt humans." We want to help them, even if more than two hundred people in our village are forced to leave the Elven Forest. β
Most of the mercenaries had a sour nose, and most of them didn't expect that there were such old-fashioned elf friends in the elven forest, and they couldn't imagine that the elves were really as kind as the legend
is enough to give full help to the mercenaries who originally harbored evil intentions, and even did not hesitate to leave their homeland.
One of the knight captains looked at the old elf's wrinkled face and involuntarily patted him on the shoulder as if he were a brother.
The Great Magician turned to the mercenaries and said, "Let's go, go up to that wooden tower, there is a large magic teleportation array inside, which can directly teleport everyone to the elven cave outside." β
After a pause, the elven magician said again: "We hold on here, you have to be fast, we may not be able to hold on for long, remember, that magic array can only be used once, so we must all go in." β
(End of chapter)