"Enemy attack!!" the sentry's cry woke the adventurers around him, and the bewildered humans rolled over from the blankets and hay, and by the time they had just figured out what was happening, there were already sporadic tents set on fire by the fire.

The rustling of rain could not stop the shouts of adventurers from reaching the ears of their companions in the dark night. It didn't take long for the entire adventurer's camp to fully awaken in the chaos of the flames.

However, coming to their senses does not mean that the frightened adventurers have entered the battle mode, and some of the leaders who remain in the camp still have not grasped the current situation.

From which direction did the enemy attack? How many people were there? What were their main objectives? Few people could clearly grasp the enemy's movements in the darkness of the night when their vision was limited. By the time most of the leaders had gathered, one-fifth of the camp had been reduced to a sea of fire.

Where the firelight could not shine, the enemies hid in the darkness of the rainy night, and only the reflection of the armor could faintly catch some of the enemy's figures. The overwhelmed adventurers had gradually gathered and barely formed a certain formation, but without the exact orders of the leaders, they still did not dare to go deep into the darkness to counterattack.

Although the locust-like fire bolts were not as dense as they had been at the beginning, they continued to cause the fire to spread. The leaders waited with bated breath for the enemy's surprise attack, but they did not wait for the enemy to voluntarily dedicate themselves to their vision.

"Something seems wrong?"

"They've managed to demoralize us, so why haven't they launched a real attack?"

"The formation has now been successfully organized, as long as they come, they must teach that group of smashes a profound lesson!"

"No! we have to take the initiative to attack!" Crane's discussion made Crane suddenly understand the real reason for the enemy's unusual offensive, "They didn't want to crush us from the beginning, their goal was camp and food supplies!!"

Crane's words made all the adventurer leaders look stunned, and then began to anxiously convey orders to the warriors under his command. The enemy was obviously prepared for this night attack, but they did not take advantage of the chaos of their initial situation to launch a full-scale attack. He gave up the best opportunity to attack, and kept a certain distance from the camp, relying only on fire to suppress his own side...... As Crane said, the bastards on the other side avoided head-to-head combat from the start, and their goal was the adventurers' already stretched food stockpile!

"Press up, press it all on me!" If we continue to maintain the defensive position like this, the enemy will have to sweep the entire camp with fire in full swing!

"Attack! They are afraid to engage us head-on!" the leaders urged their warriors for various reasons, and told them to charge forward in a scattered formation against the rain of enemy arrows.

Even with heavy arrows designed for projectiles, elven archers' attacks within a radius of a few hundred paces will hardly inflict lethal damage on enemies. At this distance, it would be difficult for a falling arrow to penetrate even a rudimentary wooden shield, and even if it hit leather armor or even unsuspecting flesh, it was equivalent to a rapid stab from a small weapon. As for the ordinary type of arrows, not to mention piercing the internal organs, some of them can only cause very shallow wounds, and even with ignition oil, they can only bring limited burns to human adventurers.

These injuries are not fatal, but they can cause a lot of problems for humans, and the lack of enough medicine in the rain can easily cause wound infection, which can cause unbearable non-combat attrition for human adventurers in the days to come.

From the very beginning, Mora's goal was clear: to inflict a long-lasting blow to the enemy's morale and psychology with minimal casualties, and not to directly annihilate the enemy. For Andrari's still slightly young army, defeating a rabble of adventurers is not their real goal, accumulating actual combat experience, allowing the team to mature quickly, ravaging the opponent in front of them by various means, allowing the enemy to spread Andrari's notoriety throughout the wasteland, and deterring all the ill-intentioned guys, is the ultimate effect that the children of the abyss want.

It wasn't until the enemy rushed within 100 paces that the Elven Marksman's powerful damage abilities began to be truly revealed. Rangers who have abandoned the use of rockets shoot swarming enemies with heavy arrows, often with piercing damage accompanied by heart-rending howls.

After just two volleys, dozens of adventurers fell directly. Then the array of marksmen, which had been the main force of the attack since the beginning of the battle, was already rapidly retreating, after all, shooting at a limit distance of a few hundred steps was also a very physically demanding thing, and the continuous shooting for more than ten minutes had made many elves' arms tremble when they drew their bows. Joining the middle from the two flanks of the archer array were a mix of dwarven shield guards and a handful of spearmen.

As the hot-blooded human warriors collided with the silent hoplites, the cries of pain began to linger. Whether it's the dwarven heavy weaponry or the Andrare's steel-made spearhead, it's deadly against adventurers with limited protection. After only a brief encounter in the first wave, the human adventurers in the front row began to slow down their advance due to the tragic encounters and casualties. Andrarui's hoplites also began to retreat rhythmically in the direction after withstanding the first wave of impact.

In the darkness with limited vision, the humans in the rear could not clearly understand the casualties at the front, and it was only because Andrari's array began to retreat that they naturally felt that the offensive was going well. Barely able to see the vague figures within a dozen paces, the adventurers who confronted Andrarui's heavily armored soldiers subconsciously slowed down their offensive because of the tragic scene in front of them. Unconsciously, the formation of adventurers who were blocking the front and backing began to slowly become denser and denser.

The moonlight in the middle of the night under the rain could not break through the clouds, and the two sides in the darkness were more like dancers who cooperated with each other than your mortal enemies. The slowly retreating Andrarui camp deliberately moved closer to the riverbank, and the adventurers who were clinging to the enemy could not resist it, but they could not let go of this rare opportunity in front of them - this was the first time that they had engaged the enemy head-on, although these soldiers in full iron armor were very difficult, but their retreat was an indisputable fact.

This was the first time that humanity had ever shown themselves a chance to win, whether it was the leaders behind them who felt that the situation was in a good situation, or the front-row fighters who were only a few steps away from the enemy, constantly testing the enemy line, and their desire to stay behind the opponent could not be more firm. At first, they lost a tent by the enemy's tricks, but now it's their turn to fight back!

It wasn't until the elven rangers with dim vision and the reinforcements on the river confirmed each other's positions that more than a dozen conspicuous magical lights instantly lit up from Andrarui's camp, and even the soldiers in the array who controlled the lamps could hardly adapt to the sudden light in front of them. However, this had no effect on the front-row fighters who were confronting the humans, but only made the leader of the adventurers in the rear, who was constantly urging, more and more confident in pursuing because he saw the scale of the enemy clearly.

Then the warships that had hidden by the river in the darkness lit their torches, and the dense rain of arrows brewed by hundreds of archers on more than a dozen ships completely enveloped the adventurers who were clutching the heavy soldiers of Andrarui in the darkness, and the soldiers who controlled the lights in the Andrarui array threw their specially reinforced magic lamps into the enemy's array, providing excellent beacons for their own archers. The lights and ignited arrows revealed the dense formation of humans pushing each other in the darkness, and the explosive covering blow caused the human formation to fall into chaos......

The confusion that made the adventurers feel extremely humiliated lasted for a while, until the overcrowded human array finally stumbled away from the range of the enemy on the riverbank, and the shooters on the ships began to slow down due to fatigue, and at this time, the Andrarui soldiers, who had been tightly bitten by humans, had disappeared into the darkness.

......

In the early morning, the light rain continued. Under the gloomy sky, the adventurer's camp was already a dilapidated scene.

Nearly a quarter of the camp had been lost, and hundreds more had been killed, and everyone in the camp had the same annoyed and helpless expressions as the sky. In the rain, people sorted out the unburned supplies, collected the corpses, and cleaned the wounds of the wounded. Although there were only more than 100 dead in last night's battle, the blow to the morale of the adventurers was very fatal - the enemy had already hit his eyes, but there was still nothing he could do about them!

......

In the camp in the valley dozens of miles away in the forest, the adventurous party intent on pursuing the enemy did not know that their goal had been completed under their noses a night attack that would depress their comrades who had stayed on the riverside.

The people who woke up one after another were relaxing to probe the possible threats around them, while preparing breakfast comfortably, Andrarui's logistical supplies were naturally not comparable to the passable adventurer team. Unfortunately, these things are not numerically sufficient to meet the needs of the relatively large human ranks. Since the enemy was so panicked as they fled that they didn't have time to deal with food supplies, the pursuing party, which could barely be regarded as a gain, had no intention of persevering. Anyway, as long as you survive this time, the city on the other side of the river will not be able to run away.

"The climate of this forest is too exaggerated, isn't it? But after a night of rain, it started to grow mold?" the guys in charge of breakfast complained suspiciously in the tent where the food was stacked.

"What's the matter if it's just a little mold?" In such a situation, no matter what kind of food has to be fully utilized, not to mention what kind of food has not been tried by the adventurers who eat and sleep in the open?

No human would know that the druids of Andrarui have been able to breed toadstools that cause some damage to life in a similar way to mushrooms.