This was the twelfth day of the battle between the human race and the elven race in the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range, and the losses on both sides were extremely great, but in general, it was the elves who had a slight advantage.

The Terrans have lost nearly four legions in just twelve days, and the rest of the legions have not been fully established, almost all the soldiers are wounded, and the medical team is full of blood.

Every morning, the medical team pulls out at least dozens of corpses, and the flames in the crematorium behind them continue day and night, helping to deal with the wood that is constantly being carried down from the battlefield.

The elves plant trees every day, and the Terrans cut down trees every day, this is the daily task of the two races now, both in order to obtain the most suitable terrain for their own battles. The wood that was brought back was made into small round shields by the Terrans on the spot, the crossbow arrows of the bed crossbow also solved the problem of raw materials, and more wood was even made into simple tower shields by ingenious warriors, such simple and convenient things were quickly learned by all soldiers. Every time there is a war, first put a rough column, anyway, this thing is not heavy, and it is nothing to bring one more of this thing, throw it away when it is used up, and replace it with a new one next time.

At the moment, the battlefield between the two sides is clearly divided, one side is lush and lined with countless trees, and the other side is empty, even the ground has been leveled on one side, and there are a few trees scattered on the overland, and there are many tree stumps.

The soldiers of the two clans lined up on their respective sides, and the elves, as always, fired a volley at the opposite Terran army, they were masters of playing with bows and arrows, and the range was nearly half that of the Terrans, so they were the first to open every time.

This is where the simple tower shield on the Terran side comes in handy - the warriors put the tower shield together, curled up behind the tower shield, and saw that although the rain of arrows fell like flying locusts, most of them landed on the tower shield made of logs, and only a few unlucky ghosts were shot by arrows.

After a rain of arrows, the Terran soldiers abandoned the tower shield and quickly advanced, and when they reached the range of the archers' attacks, the tower shield soldiers who ran in front set up the real tower shields, covering the archers behind to release the first wave of attacks.

This process is often the most dangerous. The salvo requires a unified command and the attack speed is relatively slow, but the free rapid-fire does not have such a limitation, and the attack frequency of the bow and arrow can be fully exerted. The warriors who are good at rapid fire in the elven battle array can even shoot five to six arrows on such a short journey, and the Terran soldiers who have lost the defense of the simple tower shield often have to pay five hundred to six hundred lives on this way forward.

Come and don't be rude. A tooth for a tooth, blood for a blood. The Terran archers did not show weakness in returning a rain of arrows to each other.

The elves don't have such good defenses, although they also have shields and armor, but in order to maintain enough mobility, they can't be built as strong but heavy as the Terrans, and many elves don't even have a piece of armor on them. High mobility comes with low defense, and they are left to their fate when faced with an attack from the opposition.

The loss of five or six hundred of the Terrans was pulled back at once, and the two sides were once again pulled to the same starting line.

The elves have lost enough attack distance, and at such a distance between the two sides, the Terran cavalry only needs a short dozen breaths to rush to the front, and if the Terran cavalry rushes over, the next will be a one-sided massacre. Cavalry fights infantry, and infantry is always the one who is beaten.

Although this distance is already very dangerous for the elves, the elves still have their own solution, and that is - plant trees!

A large wave of elven mages is already ready behind the battle array!

The mages have prepared a low-level magic called "Rapid Growth".

Don't look at this magic as just an inconspicuous low-level magic, very weak and without any attack ability. Its only role is to catalyze plant growth, a tree species can be catalyzed into a towering tree in a short period of time, and a small sapling can become a tree hundreds of years old with just a few of these magics.

To put it bluntly, this is a spell that consumes plant life energy in advance to gain a rapidly growing body size, which not only consumes the life energy of plants in advance, but also consumes a lot of earth power in advance. If it weren't for the recent period of time, the two sides left a large number of corpses here that could not be transported, so they had to use necromancy to make the corpses quickly decay and melt into the ground, providing a lot of nutrients for this land, otherwise it might not be able to support such a rapid growth spell every once in a while.

Of course, the mages of the human race would not allow the other mages to use spells in front of them like this, and they chanted incantations one after another and cast counter-magic. From time to time, blue and green light flashed in midair, the result of a violent collision between the "Rapid Growth" spell and the counter-type spell cast by the Terran mage.

"Rapid growth" is a low-level magic, and it can't last long in front of all kinds of counter-magic, but this kind of low-level magic elven magicians are at their fingertips, and it is released at a rate of almost one per second, and there will always be a few spells that will slip through the net, and the range of escaping counter-spells will fall to the ground, and then give birth to a large area of woods.

The trees also bear fruit as they grow taller, and I sit on the ground with the seeds buried in the soil in preparation for the next magic cast.

It didn't take the elven soldiers to risk their lives to sow seeds on the ground.

"Rockets ready!" the captains roared and fired their own rockets, followed by a large field of rockets from the Terran archers' phalanx, which landed on the trees, causing a sea of fire.

This is a new way for the Terrans to clear the trees, and that is to burn them with fire.

Even if these trees contain a lot of water, in the face of so many flames, the trees will inevitably burn and face the fate of becoming a forest fire.

Everyone blocked the way of both sides at the same time, and everyone had to shoot at each other with bows and arrows across this fire forest. Who knows how many people you can shoot?

Not to mention that the soldiers below were bored, even the respective commanders found it boring, but they still had to continue to do this. There is no other reason, just to keep the state of war.

......

On the watchtower at the rear of the Terran battle array, the officer holding the telescope suddenly put down the telescope and frowned tightly.

It seems that something is coming, and when he looks at the elven watchtower opposite with a telescope, the chief of the other party seems to have seen it, and he is also coming and going here.

The eyes of both sides met in mid-air, and then at the same time confirmed the news they wanted from each other's eyes.

Not reinforcements from the other side.

(End of chapter)