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"Boom!"

The sudden explosion in the distance woke many of the veterans, and they could tell that it was the sudden release of the taut bowstring, and a large number of longbows.

"Enemy attack!"

Rookies who are on the battlefield for the first time panic and grab their weapons and helmets in a panic to try to find their enemies or commanders. The war mercenaries from the Crimson Federation heard the sound of arrows tearing through the air, which really irritated them, and they frantically grabbed shields or other covers, and directly blocked their comrades fiercely. But strangely, instead of shooting lives, the expected attack hit all the torches and braziers.

Suddenly there were places in the camp where you couldn't reach your fingers, and in some places the overturned braziers set fire to the tents and the piles of grain, and chaos spread.

Seconds later, the rain of dead arrows emptied and the camp was in chaos.

Kui Jue woke up coughing and coughing after being splashed with cold water on his face, his eyes so hot from the fire that he couldn't open them, and his neck was cold. When he regained his gaze, he suddenly saw two swords crossed around his neck, and the commander's tent was full of pointy-eared elves, all of them fully armed. They were surrounded by a tall female elf, who was very beautiful in terms of human aesthetics. Draped long in gold and green waves around her waist, she wore a religious robe in the shape of flowers and leaves, and held a spiral wooden staff studded with strange ores, and a wide silver silk cloak distinguished her from the elves around her. The female elf's eyes were not sharp, but the natural deterrence of the superior was revealed from her eyes.

"Quinn, the vanguard commander of the Essien invasion army?" Drusilia asked, holding the letter of appointment.

The viscount's first emotion in his brain was anger, followed by shame. His face flushed and he tried to stand up and roar, but he was pressed down by the cold blade of the sword, and the skin of his neck was cut. He didn't care about the wound and shouted loudly: "Who is it! Who betrayed me! Whoever colluded with you to use such a despicable means of drugged!"

The Ranger smacked him twice on the head, and Quinn just looked at Drusilia in anger.

Drusilia looked disapproving: "It seems that you have not figured out the situation, do you think that I am standing because of the political struggle and betrayal within Esin?"

"How else can you elves who can draw bows break through the 8-Sami high wall and the camp of thousands of people?"

"Take him out. Drusilia turned and walked out of the tent, followed by the Ranger escorting Lord Quere.

Seeing the situation outside, the viscount fell into an ice cellar. The camp has completely fallen. A large number of elven troops armed with longbows occupied the commanding heights such as the wall, and the elves armed with long swords and iron and wooden shields surrounded all the camps, and entered one by one, forcing the sergeants to put down their weapons and armor and come out naked, and even those pretentious knights and lords did not receive preferential treatment from the nobles.

At first, they roared and reprimanded, calling for the guards, one of them was beheaded by a sword, and the others were stunned, and if a human being is captured in a war, he will not kill a nobleman, that is the default rule.

But the elves didn't care about this at all, and killed them if they resisted at all. They cried and shouted for ransom payment. But the Tias did not understand the lingua franca and did not care, so they drove the stripped nobles and the lowly soldiers together and surrounded them with sharp blades.

It's not that there are no rebels, Essien's backbone has not been completely corroded by gold and silver, but those brave guys have been killed in one instant by the usual bow and arrow.

"Do you recognize the form?" Drusilia's voice woke Lord Kui Dou up, and the latter no longer had the anger and righteousness he had just now.

"How did you do that...... No, who are you?" the viscount grimed.

Drusilia smiled: "You are an incompetent general, I hope you can be a competent prisoner." With that, he left with the guards.

The outside of the camp has been chaotic to the extreme, and even the most novice knows that he has been ambushed by the elves. A rain of arrows fell. Most of the people who had no armor or shield died, and the remaining half of them searched for their superiors with shelter. Without orders from within the fort, the soldiers had to gather together with their own heads or employers to form small teams that fought on their own. Face an enemy you can't even see. No one wants to fight back, they all hope to flee for their lives.

Some saw the gates of the Bloody Castle ajar ajar and tried to go in and seek refuge. Four or five hundred people staggered together, and the people in front of them had already touched the gate.

"Bang!"

The door of the 8-Sami high and 3-Sami wide giant wood was smashed directly. Sawdust splashed all over the sky. A long-haired giant elephant half the height of a door galloped out, with four crooked tusks and legs wider than a column. The ground trembled as he ran. It was like breaking a basin of water into a colony of ants, and the mammoth's cry drowned out the noise of the whole camp, and it crashed into it, but all the humans who were touched flew straight out, breaking tendons and fractures. Even if you can barely avoid the stone-like elephant's legs, you will be shocked to jump.

The ferocious mastodon pierced the entire team with an unstoppable momentum, and the tusks were covered with corpses. The ranger on the wall rises out of his head and kills the staggering humans with a single arrow. After running away from the crushing of the enemy and me, the Nightblade troops lined up and rushed out of the gate and began to harvest.

The main force of damage is actually the Nightblade Leopard, which can swing its claws while charging, or bite off the neck of an enemy with its mouth open. Even with a slight pause, it is possible to keep up with the team with extremely fast increments, which horses can't do. The knight's task is to restrain the animal companion and prevent the rider from instinctively stealing or running away, and the cavalry charge requires formation and momentum.

A group of mercenaries from the Crimson Federation in the camp blocked the feathered arrows with their shields back-to-back, and the mercenary leader knew that it was over just by looking at it, and he immediately decided to abandon his employer and flee, and the mercenaries were only responsible for money and themselves. They snatched dozens of horses directly from the nobles, and the two of them fled in the opposite direction of the Tiya Forest.

After paying for dozens of lives, they left the rain of arrows behind. Just when he felt that he had escaped and ascended to heaven, a silver ghostly figure appeared beside him. The tall silver horses with spiral horns didn't know where to follow, and in groups of three, they followed the mercenaries to the right with great speed.

The mercenaries, no matter how beautiful the unicorn was, drew their crossbows and fired, but the bolts bounced off the silver fur. A unicorn slammed into the horse, and the horse, which was already galloping, immediately lost its balance and fell, and the two mercenaries broke their heads and bled out.

Seeing more unicorns on the right, the team had to deflect to the left. The mercenary leader noticed that the other party was driving him to the left, and soon, when he saw the oncoming unicorn queue, he knew that he was dead.

The slaughter lasted three hours, and it was already dawn, and all the troops outside the Bloody Fort were killed, because they could not find the enemy if they wanted to surrender.

Drusilia stood in the middle of the corpse, letting the bloody scenes of her limbs fly across her mind.

This is war, part of the natural cycle, she silently said to herself.

"What about the losses?"

Ramesile reported: "134 elves were wounded, most of them were fine, 26 of the battle dead, caused by the enemy's dying counterattack in the final sweep, and the bodies have been recovered......"

With a throb in her heart, Drusilia realized that she still couldn't treat the death of her compatriots as a number, it was too cruel.

“...... Your Majesty, we have taken two thousand five hundred prisoners. Ramsile, who knew Drushilia too well, immediately comforted.

"Twenty thousand captives are not worth the dead of our compatriots. She shook her head and said to herself again: this is war.

At this time, a druid walked over quickly and said: "Your Majesty, I have been derelict in my duty, and when I was cleaning up the battlefield, there was a horseshoe print that avoided the blockade and has fled!"

"What's going on?" said Ramisile angrily.

"Two or three horses, Black Feather has already gone after him, but it is too late to realize......" The druid was sweating.

"We can't let the live mouth leave, the battle below us is tough, and every hole card must be kept secret. Nightblade Leopard, Druid, no matter how much the escapees see, is a heavy loss of information. I'll go after it myself, and I'll leave it to you here, Ramsile. ”

After saying that, she turned into a falcon and flew away, and soon ran into the black feather druid who turned into a raven, and after knowing the direction, she flew all. After seeing the many magical beasts in the forest, she tried to change her normal bird form, growing an extra pair of wings, which flapped rhythmically alternately, and her body was flatter, twice as fast as the other druids.

On the way, the fallen horse was found, and the other party walked on foot, which Drusilia thought was very close. She climbed over a low hill and landed in elven form, her brow furrowed - she entered a small human village by the river.

After a while, the Blackfeather Druids followed, and reported: "There is an army in the east under the banner of Essin, and in another 1o minutes we will be in the other side's field of vision!"

Drusilia had a headache, and the time was too short to enter the village to search, let alone let the enemy appear. The easiest way to do that is......

She held up a hand, her spell ready to destroy her nature. But she was immediately stunned, and she saw the women and children coming out of the thatched hut and walking to the river to fetch water and wash their clothes. The hand gradually lowered.

There were many innocent people there, women and children who knew nothing, and she asked herself, "Can she do anything to them?"

"Majesty xià......" The elves stood behind them, wanting to speak and stopping.

Humans who died on the battlefield were supposed to be, but what was it if she killed the people in the village, just for two or three enemies?

"Majesty, let's go......"

Drusilia finally lowered her hand, and the druids bowed their heads and sighed faintly. However, the Queen's staff slammed down, the rough sapphire on the head of the bent staff shone brightly, and a giant water elemental shatter surged out of the river, engulfing women and children, and rushing straight to the village, knocking down all the huts and barns, and drowning all the humans.

The queen turned her head, and at this time the morning sun also crossed the hill, and the piercing light illuminated the piercing majesty on her face, and the druids subconsciously fell to one knee.

It is in my nature to sympathize with the innocent, but if this sympathy comes at the cost of Tia's safety, then let all these innocents die!