"Disperse, disperse!!" the temporary leader of the pursuing party cried out in a high-pitched, hoarse voice, and a sparse rain of arrows continued to rain down on the human ranks, suppressed cries of pain resounding intermittently around everyone.

All humans had thought traps and enemy shots were the biggest obstacles they had to overcome, and while they were just as struggling to deal with them, the truly terrifying threat of death was still looming on both sides of the group.

Adventurers who understand the situation on the battlefield are anxious, once those heavily armed enemies push their formation to the limit, they will become targets locked in iron cages, and can only be tortured and killed by those hateful elven archers, and there is no way to fight back!

"Break through!Everyone break through to the right along the way they came!" The hoarse roar instilled a sense of faith into the misty adventurers, and the people ignored the arrows flying behind them, and in just two breaths, they adjusted the direction of their formation, and launched a desperate charge in the direction called a glimmer of life!

In that direction, there were still dozens of adventurers who were lagging behind in the chase gathered together, they watched the situation anxiously here, and after seeing their companions launch a charge, they accurately realized the intentions of those comrades who were suppressed by the enemy, trying to rely on their own combat power to force the enemies in full armor to slow down the speed of closing.

In times of crisis, the adventurers who originally belonged to each other managed to move in exactly the same pace in such a short period of time. Because they knew in their hearts that after such a long chase, it would be difficult for their exhausted side to escape from the pursuit of the enemy easily, even if the enemy was all equipped with metal armor that seemed to be very heavy. If they could not hold back the enemy's attack as a unit, they would have to be slaughtered one by one by the enemy who were waiting to work after they had broken up.

The reckless charge caused the adventurers' remaining physical strength to burn rapidly, but their eyes lit up with a persistence called hope, and just as the two scattered forces were about to merge, a dense rain of arrows appeared as if out of thin air in the direction of the human breakthrough - it was another team of rangers standing by on the branches, they chose to hide themselves when the enemy passed through this area before, but gave the other party a head-on attack at the most critical moment for humans.

The impatient blow shook the adventurers' desire to survive for a moment, and the hoplites who were eyeing them continued to follow at their pace, and the temporary leader, who knew that life and death were only a moment's notice, spoke out again.

"Let's all rush together! If we can join our remaining companions, we will be saved!"

Facing the threat of death, the charging adventurers had forgotten their instinct to retreat at this moment, and they only had the thought of breaking through in their hearts, but they did not have time to think about the reason for the current battle situation - where did these enemies ambush here come from, judging from the number of arrows and hoplites alone, they already had nearly a hundred. With such numbers, why have they never left a visible trace of activity in the forest, what do so many people rely on for supplies, and why has no one ever seen any smoke from the jungle?

All of these were questions that they had only had the heart to suspect after they had escaped, but after passing through the rain of arrows shrouded in death, there was a deep despair in front of those who had survived - more hoplites were now in their way. The reason why the trappers behind them were not in a hurry was not because they were unable to speed up due to heavy equipment, nor because they were afraid of accidental injuries from sharp arrows, but simply because the prey in front of them that had bitten the bait had already fallen into a perfect encirclement.

Through the formation of alien warriors in front of him, the sharp-eyed temporary leader spotted a few scattered figures a hundred paces away, they were not wearing dull armor, and they did not have those indistinguishable brown-green camouflage on their bodies, as if they were a few fools who had fallen behind the large army in the previous chase, but their worrisome steps had left them with a glimmer of life at this time.

"Go and join the remaining companions!!Tell them the exact strength of the enemy!" the leader of the group waved his arms frantically at his comrades who had avoided the predicament because they were alone, knowing that his hopes of breaking through were now slim, and all he could do was to try to buy as much time as possible for those who were lucky.

The enemy in front of them did not care about the few humans hiding outside the encirclement, they did not waver and raised their spears in their hands, and surrounded the adventurers who were already in a desperate situation with their companions on both sides. A deadly arrow shot out from between the canopy, piercing the adventurer's back with pinpoint precision, bringing the abrupt wave of the party leader to an abrupt halt in the crowd.

At this moment, the ironclad soldiers, who had been silent from the beginning, seemed to have received the order to go to war at the same time, and they aimed their spears reflecting cold light at the humans in the encirclement, and with a uniform call and harmony, the deadly spear tips pierced through the adventurers' thin defenses, and the cries and roars of pain were incessant. The spears were retracted, and the adventurers fell in pieces, their weapons could not break through the dense spear formation, and the blades thrown before death could not cause any trouble to the warriors in full body iron armor.

"Lao Tzu is fighting with you!" a furious human adventurer roared as his last words, ignoring the dense array of guns in front of him and rushing towards his target against the sharp edges that represented death.

The enemy's spear pierced through his left lung, stopping his charge, and another spear passed through his abdomen, with the force of agitation, the spear inflicted fatal damage on his organs, but the human warrior, who seemed to forget the pain, still relied on his own will to take two steps forward after a moment of stiffness, a spear more than a person tall pierced a meter long from his back, with a cruel smile on his face, the dying human slowly but firmly stabbed the long sword in his hand into the gap in the armor of the enemy opposite。 Limited by the dense formation, the opponent has almost no room to dodge like him. After doing this, the human warrior's face seemed to be relieved, as if he had completed the most important mission of his life at this moment.

The heroic human warrior did not see it in the end, the young orc who was wounded by him silently pulled out the spear that pierced his own body into the enemy's body, calmly covered his wounds, quickly broke away from the spear array, and walked quickly towards the depths of the woods, where there was a hidden druid who was on standby at any time, such a wound could be healed with just a sip of water, and two or three days of cultivation could make this young warrior go to the battlefield again without any impact.

Arrows from the branches of the trees harvested the lives of adventurers with precision, roars and wails rang out in the midst of battle, and humans with no way back rushed into the death cage made of steel. The formation of only two or three rows of alien warriors in front of him was like a stubborn dark mountain rock, standing still in the strangulation of blood and life. The dwarven shield guards were at the front of the line, holding back the enemy's frenzied attacks in the chaos, because of their presence, the heavily armored spearmen did not have to attack the enemy at their own intent.

As more and more humans fell, the shouts of battle fell silent......

The longer the wait, the more likely it was that things were already changing, and when the prey guards finally waited for news from their companions, the first thing they did was to quickly put together what they had and hurried in the direction of the Emerald Riverbank, the adventurer's camp.

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The Andrarui Scout Camp, which is more than twenty miles away from the human camp on the banks of the Emerald River, has gathered far more troops than humans imagined in this dense wood. Neatly arranged in secluded valleys, and in simple cooking utensils known as coal stoves, the anthracite coal from the mines of Andrarui is widely used for dietary and personal cleaning. There are even separate shower tents for men and women, and a logistics team of elves and succubi manage every detail of the camp. Just now, Rhaenysa had just finished receiving supplies from military cargo ships and baggage teams twenty kilometers upstream, and all the operations in this makeshift secret camp were out of view of the human forces downstream by the river.

When the three-hundred-strong team returned, the camp that had been too quiet was suddenly injected with some vitality, and nearly half of the warriors' armor and weapons were stained with blood, but the expressions of these soldiers who had experienced war for the first time were a little subtle. An inexplicable atmosphere that did not at all look like a triumphant return hung over the young soldiers.

The sensitive succubus found a relatively small but sturdy figure from the crowd, which was Kulani, who was mainly responsible for the reconnaissance during the operation.

"Isn't the war going well?" asked Rhaenissa in a whisper as she approached Kurani.

"How could the plan of response planned by His Highness not go well?" As far as Kulani knew, His Highness's tactics were even as detailed as the changes that the enemy should make every ten additional guards, although he did not know the details of this.

Nearly half of the soldiers who returned to the camp did not show up at all during the ambush just now. This was to miscalculate the enemy's strength, and there were many more fighters on standby throughout the camp. The logistical supply completely different from other armies on the continent allowed this elite team to hide between the jungles without any flaws, and the long-term training of running with heavy loads made them look comfortable when marching through the forest.

If it weren't for the illusion that the enemy had a chance to fight back successfully, the humans wouldn't even be able to catch the shadow of the elite scouts clearly, and they would only need to sprint with all their strength for a few tens of seconds, and then whether they were pulling away or hiding in the dense canopy, the energetic rangers would be able to get out of the battle safely in their own way.

"Why do their expressions look so heavy?" the young succubus was a little unable to comprehend the warriors' thoughts.

The thoughtful Kurani sighed softly: "Those humans are far more tenacious than we expected, and their heroic fighting for their lives has shaken those young warriors who have grown up in peace for many years, and compared to those who have resisted stubbornly, our young elves and dwarven comrades lack the firm faith to make them fight desperately. ”

"Is this what His Highness calls war weariness?" As one of the first students to graduate from Valhalla's "War Attendant" major, the momentum of the army and the psychological state of the soldiers are also important information that a logistics officer like Renisha must grasp. At the same time, these "war maidens" are also involved in the discussion of combat strategy in addition to logistics management, and in Andrari's military sequence, they are portrayed as "staff officers" and "political commissars" as the spiritual leaders of the army.

As for the supreme spiritual leader of the team, it is naturally André Gesarez himself, who is currently in Andrari.

"In the whole course of the battle, only five people were slightly wounded and seven were moderately wounded, and all of them have now completed treatment, and none of them have died! A total of one hundred and ninety-three enemies have been annihilated, and according to reliable information from the five 'war attendants', some of the soldiers in the team have been shaken to a certain extent in the course of such a disparity in battle, and I beg Your Highness to give instructions at the first time!" Livia read out the battle report from the forest ahead in front of the leaders of the various departments of Andrari and the messengers of Garanord. Like most people, the young squire was pleased with the outcome of the battle, but as a succubus who had been accustomed to killing and fighting since childhood, Rivia could not understand the thoughts of the young warriors.

"The backwardness of war propaganda is already a real problem before us, but fortunately, everyone here has already been mentally prepared for this matter. Without digging deeper, we can all surmise that most of the warriors who wavered were between dwarves and elves. The peace of the Whispering Forest has been maintained for too long, and the new generation, who have not experienced war, cannot deeply appreciate the cruelty that follows and happens behind it. Because of this, these fighters, who were not very strong in their fighting faith, were shaken by the contrast between the brutality and great asymmetry of the battle itself and the bloody battles of the enemy. ”

Why did these human beings, who were obviously valiant warriors, decide to declare war on Andrarui for some meaningless reason? What kind of persistent belief made them persist in the face of a one-sided slaughter? Is it true that such an enemy decided to attack Andrarui for a little selfish gain?

Unable to empathize with the greed that has taken root in the hearts of human adventurers, the young elven dwarven warriors have been severely shaken by the existence of this war.

In a past life, this is simply a typical phenomenon of educational failure. Although there were also many groups in that world who were blindly friendly to foreigners, no matter what the era, these people could not become the mainstream group that controlled the direction of the country. The elves and dwarves of the younger generation are just too simple to think of everyone as they are, as good as the demons of Andrarui. Simplicity is not a sin, but if it is so simple that even you can protect yourself, then you can only call it stupid.

Andrei paced back and forth in front of everyone, and this imminent and pressing issue forced him to pay attention, and once the team's war-weariness reached a certain level, the morale of the team was likely to suffer an unimaginable blow. For the young soldiers, this is completely different from fighting for honor in the exercise, where there is no real killing, and proving that you are the stronger side through victory is a widely recognized honor in itself. But those simple young warriors who have never experienced a real defeat believe that such glory is not worth the price of life, and in the teachings of the goddess of the earth, glory greater than life is usually to save more lives!

Having not experienced the brutality of the looting of their homeland and the slaughter of their relatives after the defeat of the war, the young elves and dwarves simply felt that the reasons for which humans had paid for their lives were meaningless, and such battles seemed to them to be inexplicable and glorious. Whether it is the human beings who expect to plunder a great deal of wealth from Andrarui, or the slaughter of human beings with crushing force.

"Fight without faith?" said Druid Elder Katrion Wind's face was lonely, as did the Regent's eldest princess and the silent Wind Chaser. The elves and dwarves are peaceful peoples, but opposing war is not the same as treating it as taboo and out of the eyes and minds of the people.

If it weren't for the "Green Snake" that set off a wave of exaggerated anti-war in Garranord, the leaders of the Elven Kingdom would not have been so vigilant. There is nothing wrong with the anti-war itself, what makes people wary is those anti-war ideas that are too simple and beautiful, just like in the face of the demon army that has invaded the continent for five hundred years, it is simply unrealistic to unilaterally want to avoid war. They simply don't bother to listen to the voices of others if they can't make their enemies pay an unbearable price. Only when they are frightened and make them deeply feel the losses caused by defeat will the unscrupulous invaders slow down the butcher's knife in their hands and stop and think carefully about the price to be paid for the war.

Although that war eventually turned into a deadlock between the two sides.

Just consider your own feelings, which is the logic that most robbers have, and the humans who are stationed on the other side of the Emerald River now have the same idea, it is useless to reason with those risk-hungry adventurers, only by putting the bloody facts in front of their eyes will they understand how much they must pay if they want to get something for nothing.

And in the present delicate situation, some young warriors who are too simple have been shaken by crushing victories, and as a generation that has grown up under peace, they cannot understand the motives of human adventurers to wage war for profit, which in their eyes is a battle without glory to speak of! If it is only for wealth and a good life, why can't those human beings create it with their own hands like the demons of Andrarui!?

I have to say that the attitude of the elves and dwarven society towards war before was really overkill, but fortunately, their leader did not wake up too late, and it is precisely because of this that the princess regent of the elven kingdom will come to Andrarui in person, hoping that the children of the abyss, who are aware of competition and killing, and are good at writing stories to affect people's hearts, can show the cruelty of war to those who are too simple to the lower classes.

Neither the elves nor the dwarves had any good solutions to the current situation, but they still believed that the young people of the clan would not be affected by the current vacillation in the defense of the war, and in their opinion, if they could exchange some acceptable casualties for the awakening of the young warriors, it might be the best outcome at the moment.

In many cases, the outcome of the war is not determined by pure right and wrong, but the elven elders who have experienced this understand the price to be paid by the defeated side. It has nothing to do with justice, and the side that passively accepts the war can only defend its homeland with a resolute victory.

"Pass the order down, let the soldiers on the expedition properly carry out some small gathering activities to relieve pressure without affecting their schedules and battles. Today's protagonists are not the soldiers who have the talent to perform, let the demon and orc warriors tell their comrades stories about war and battle, about the tragic fate of the vanquished, and the greed and cruelty of those who started it!" The young son of the abyss made his decision in front of the gaze of the crowd.

Anger and hatred, in most cases, can be a catalyst for the intensification of war, but there is probably no simpler and more effective means than these negative emotions as a catalyst for soldiers to become more resolute.

"Tell those young soldiers! No matter how heroic the greedy and shameless enemy may be in battle, this will not change the fact that they are convenient to wage war for their dark purposes! In order to prevent the same thing from happening again and again, we can only defend the dignity of Andrarui with irrefutable victory, and we are not a new force that can be oppressed by anyone! The defeat of the enemy is the only outcome we can accept in this war!!"

"Yes, Your Highness!" the herald in the hall hurried out of Andrari's chamber with a firm stride after saluting everyone present.