At this distance, it has entered the range of casting spells to attack the enemy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info But Martin didn't make a move, and neither did Shirley.

Because, most of the druid nature magic or arcane magic they prepare is an area attack.

If the enemy rushes towards you, then what entanglement, spider web, and heavy fog will restrict the enemy's movement. Then, the wall of fire and the cloud of death kill the enemy. These are standard tactics.

But the enemies were clearly trained monsters, and one by one they stood very scattered. If you throw it directly with an area-of-effect spell, you can only damage a limited number of enemies. It's a waste to do that.

The caster's power is great, but there is also a limit to the number of spells the caster can cast in a day. This constitutes a social equilibrium. As with ecological balance - the more powerful the animal, the lower the fertility rate.

So the casters in the team remained silent except for applying protective spells to their own people.

The enemy's cast power is clearly insufficient, and it is also silent in this regard.

But that doesn't mean they're indifferent. A troll archer strode forward, bent his bow, and fired an arrow with a whoosh.

An important mistake of the general untrained monster organization is that after seeing the enemy, they can't wait to throw the javelin in their hands and shoot the bow and arrow. Regardless of whether it can effectively damage the enemy. As a result, it is not uncommon for monsters to drain their ammo and stamina beyond range, and an organized human army that waits for their time is the next one to defeat their opponents. And these monsters are distinctly different. This arrow is very stable and accurate. A frightening whistling sound in the air.

"Stuka whistle. Martin thought. These arrows fired by monsters are equipped with special whistles, which can emit a terrifying howling sound and demoralize the enemy.

Sure enough, the militiamen were slightly shaken by the arrow. Some stopped and raised their shields. They knew that the arrow was powerful and swift. If there is no hindrance, it will surely shoot into their array. However, the veterans continued to move forward steadfastly, and as a result, the ranks were somewhat disorganized.

If they have already entered the distance where the two armies meet, the two sides will shoot at each other. If you can fight back, then even those inexperienced recruits will not be so afraid of such a small arrow. Or if the commander roars and the trumpeter rushes forward, then everyone will not be so afraid.

But it's still a long way off. None of them could use the kind of strong bow that trolls used - the longer the bow and arrow, the more force it would take to pull the strong bow. Therefore, archers who use strong bows tend to be muscular and strong. And how can these people be physically strong and strong to defeat trolls? Slender and thin American archers are actually artistic beautification. After all, in the final analysis, the power of the bow and arrow is the work of the person, how hard to shoot the arrow.

Therefore, on the one hand, this side cannot shoot back to stabilize the morale of the army. On the other hand, the same because of the distance. It is also not possible to give the order to charge, as a long charge distance will greatly weaken the soldier's stamina.

The so-called morale is a thing that blows up, then declines, declines and exhaustions. Of course, these Northland warriors are not really scared by an arrow. But the erosion of morale is also something that commanders do not want to see.

"It's all these guys who are on the battlefield for the first time. The captain of the Northern Army frowned and thought. Suddenly, I heard a cheer.

It turned out that it was Natasha who made a move. She actually shot an arrow directly, and used the arrow she shot out to shoot down the enemy's arrow in the air!

Suddenly, the morale of the Northern Army was greatly boosted. Natasha's hand can be described as miraculous. The arrow was shot so precisely that it fully revealed her skills. You know, shooting something the size of an arrow itself is already the standard for a marksman. What's more, if you want to shoot down an arrow that flies through the air and shoots at you? If there is a slight problem with accuracy, and the timing is a little faster or a little slower, that arrow will be in vain. Natasha's eyes can be described as vicious. And her archery skills, even in her group, which is known for her archery, are among the top handful. In this way, such an amazing arrow can be shot.

With her arrow, the team was stabilized at the moment. The newcomers also immediately strengthened their confidence and strode forward. The ranks were rearranged.

In this regard, Natasha felt very lucky. She'd done it in the past - but certainly not every time. The arrow just now also has a good chance of failure. But at that time, she still felt that she had to do something, after all, being beaten would affect morale, and although her archery skills were far better than that troll, she couldn't shoot as far as the other party. However, even if Fang Cai's arrow missed, others would understand that she was unhappy, so she shot back with an arrow to demonstrate. It will not cause any further demoralization.

But as the team continued to move forward, the troll archer bent his bow again, and another arrow came at him.

This time Natasha didn't dare to hold it up. Because the arrow just now was successful, if it misses at this time, everyone's morale will drop because of it. So, Natasha chose a safe approach. Calculating the point of the arrow, the horse galloped over, grabbed the arrow that had not yet fallen, and saved a new recruit from the Northland who was supposed to be shot. After that, she didn't care about the hurried thanks of the other party, nor the cheers coming from behind her. She slammed her horse and rushed forward.

As the distance got closer, Natasha shot an arrow, right in the troll's arm. Then, she was shortened and hid in a stirrup. Dodged the arrows fired at her by the enemy. Then immediately retreat.

She didn't use the nomadic circular running tactics. Because there are too few people who are good at riding and shooting at the moment. She's just continuing to boost morale. The effect of such a mere arrow on a monster with a strong regenerative ability like a troll is actually quite limited.

Sure enough, the morale of the Northland militia was greatly boosted. This kind of practice of catching the enemy's arrows and shooting them back in return is also very exciting.

The morale was so high that the commander had to blow his horn to restrain everyone in order to avoid the physical exhaustion of launching a charge too early.

As the team moved forward in an orderly manner, the distance was close to a certain level, and the monsters raised their bows in unison, which was already in their effective range.

The feathered arrows were thrown again. This time, Natasha couldn't stop it alone. Everyone raised their shields.

With a bang, the heavy arrow shot by the monster had a lot of kinetic energy, piercing the wooden shield of a Northland militia in one fell swoop, and almost hitting the arm behind the shield.

However, the monsters stand relatively sparsely, and the archers are limited and the arrows they shoot are also limited, and some of the arrows have fallen elsewhere. No one was injured in this wave of arrows.

The Northern Army, which had withstood the attack, began to quicken its pace.

Another wave of feathered arrows flew. This time, screams began to erupt from the ranks of the Northern Army. The monsters have corrected the angle of their projectiles based on their last experience, and their accuracy has increased dramatically.

But no one was killed. The wounded militia of the Northern Army fell behind. There was some commotion in the ranks. Some of the Northland archers strode forward, ready to come into range and take on the enemy. Some of them ran after them with huge shields, which were shield-wielding soldiers.

Whoosh, the Northern Army's return fire finally began. The trolls greeted the feathered arrows lightly, and then instantly grinned.

Flaming Arrow, a level 3 arcane. Provides allies with a large number of arrows inflicted with fire damage. Very effective against trolls. The captain of the Northern Army was also very experienced, and knew that ordinary feathered arrows were of little use to trolls, and their regeneration ability would quickly restore the damage they had received. So he had this specially for the trolls.

But Martin was keenly aware that not all trolls were afraid of the arrows. Some trolls pulled out the arrows from their bodies as if nothing had happened, as if they had pulled out a wooden thorn that had pierced them.

A subspecies of war trolls. They were born specifically for war. The heavy use of fire attacks in warfare is a disadvantage for ordinary trolls, as it restricts their ability to regenerate. But war trolls are different, fearless of these flames. It seems that the enemy really did not give it for nothing.

This means that the previously prepared blazing glue will also lose its effectiveness against them. The fireball technique that Martin and the others worked for, the Fire Wall Technique, also lost its miraculous effect.

Martin immediately pointed out the strange species to the captain of the Northern Army. "Watch out for those guys in melee combat!

The captain of the Northern Army nodded.

Suddenly, in the distance, an ogre wearing a large number of trinkets waved the staff in his hand, and Shirley immediately moved. The invisible collision and confrontation of the mysterious power that the warriors could not comprehend finally dissipated. Shirley successfully countered the enemy's spells, and as an academic mage, she had a solid foundation in these areas.

"Charge!" shouted the captain of the Northern Army, who was in command. And the trumpeter beside him immediately blew a low horn.

Suddenly, Martin's ears rang with all kinds of shouts, which made his blood boil now, and he opened his mouth and roared angrily.

Shouting over, the Northern Army, young and old, experienced or recruited, strode together and rushed towards the enemy. Both trolls and ogres are far taller and stronger than them. However, when Martin looked around, no one hesitated. The militia in any small village has such a bloody courage. It's nothing more than the Northland people are rampant!

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I bought a bow! I practiced archery for a while, and after my arms were sore from the exercise, I rested for a while. When I raised my bow and shot again, I felt that the bow became lighter and softer, the accuracy of my shot also increased, and my fingers could eat harder. It's a bit of a rebirth in the matter of archery. It's a pretty cool feeling. Get ready to keep playing.

I'm also going to play with melee objects like armor and swords again. In this way, it may help my writing to a certain extent.

But...... How to write a love plot? Do you want a boy to teach me? If a girl is a girl, it's okay, and I can accept it in this matter.

So, how do you solve the magic problem? Scratch your head.

PS: I feel like some people are still reading this article. So keep appealing, in order to make my novel better, please recommend more fantasy game novels and animated movies to me! Otherwise, if you get out of that fantasy atmosphere, it will really become as dry as this one. My current job pays a low salary, but it's pretty laid-back. You have to grasp it. It's not okay to soak in forums all day like this, it's too wasteful of time (I don't know if it's affected by the field or what, but my thinking has changed a lot on the left and right issues, and of course there are also experiences of being disgusted in other places.) But there are many people who have changed, after all, hairtail fish farming and modern Lysenko. And then again, when I see someone tipping here, it seems that I can't get it. If there's another tip, go to my novel "The Leader of the Demon King of the Other World" that entered V.

I watched a film before, and "Snowpiercer" feels really amazing. At first, it didn't feel like it was the work of a Korean director. The American wasteland is distinct. Some people interpret it from the perspective of Marxism, and it feels reasonable. For example, the seven people who fled before are reminiscent of utopian socialism. As a part of a perpetual motion machine, children correspond to the problem of human alienation. This and suyikong's comics once rekindled my passion. But overall, after all, I am not the same physically and mentally as I was now. "When I was young, I felt that I was the most awesome, others were **, others were vulgar, and I only knew how to pursue material things, and now I understand...... The endocrine is gone, the brain is slow, the mental concentration lasts for more than ten minutes and collapses on the spot, think about it carefully, I was deceived by the hormones when I was young, and the poetry, film and music that used to be the pillar are nothing more than this now...... I used to think that I was fearless, but in fact, I was young and fearless, and when I came to the endocrine level, what I was, my true face was immediately revealed...... Now I can only go online, pretend to be a master, complain on the forum, and get some good feelings, in fact, I know that they are all fake, and the people who are coaxing you blindly are young people, and people are playing...... "Now, you are used to reminiscing, recalling that when you were 9 years old, you were full of energy. Can go up the mountain to fight tigers and dare to go down to the river to catch turtles. "Of course, some things are different for me, such as the fact that I can't watch animation right now. But I really feel like I can't write a novel anymore.

But I'm still very encouraging, and I'll be back to you if you write more book reviews!