readx;?“ Dozens of miles away, we found traces of orcs, and some human knights, who seem to be chasing those orcs!"

A Ranger Captain leaped lightly between the trees, like a light butterfly, and landed in front of Fudal, quickly reporting what he had just discovered to Fudar. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The latter frowned and looked at the dwarven bunker being built to the west,

"Lini, you go to those short ones, we will select a few representatives from both sides, set up positions ten miles away from the base, prevent them from entering the defensive line, remember, don't participate in any of their movements!"

"Yes! General!"

Fudaer nodded with satisfaction, the Elven Court learned the lesson of the last mission, and did not blindly transfer some soldiers from other places to Fudaer, so this time she brought the Dragon Plains were all excellent rangers brought out by herself, and she was completely relieved of these rangers.

Vedal threw the ring on her finger to Lini and led the guards in the other direction, but she didn't notice the strange flashing in the beautiful eyes of the elven ranger named Lini.

Twenty-five minutes later, the seventeen elven rangers and twenty dwarven heavy armor warriors gathered together had already built a very simple defense line ten miles away from the advance base, to be precise, a few logs were randomly inserted into the ground, the rangers were squatting or standing hidden among the trees, and the twenty dwarven warriors, wearing black heavy armor, holding war hammers and dove-shaped shields, like small fortresses, stood leisurely behind the wooden fence.

They were so confident that they bordered on arrogance, and they didn't even make a fighting stance.

However, this is not meaningless self-confidence, after all, whether it is a dwarf or an elf, their bloodline and the martial arts they inherit are unimaginable to humans in the Third Age, as mentioned earlier, it may take three to five human soldiers to block an orc warrior, and a skilled dwarf warrior can fight a tie with an orc warrior, not to mention the equally powerful elven rangers to help, that is, as long as there are no more than a hundred human cavalry who come to attack, they can almost easily defeat them without being dead。

But when the human knights and the chased orcs came into view, Lini, who was the temporary commander, suddenly let out a scream,

"This amount! damn it! It's a trap, go back! go back! Alert!"

Yes, there were more than 200 human knights who came to attack, as well as those strange orcs with weapons in their hands, their bodies were covered with terrible bone spurs, and their bodies were at least a circle of green skin larger than ordinary orcs, and what was worse was that the human cavalry prancing horses passed through the center of a dozen orcs, and they did not stab their long swords at those orcs at all, on the contrary, they increased their speed and rushed towards the "temporary line of defense".

The seventeen Elven Ranger sent only one of the youngest to report the news, and the rest stayed here to meet the enemy with the dwarven heavy warriors who couldn't even run.

But the difference in numbers was too great, especially when those bone spur orcs rushed over, and the dwarves and elven rangers were like small stones in the tide, gently pushed, and fell into the boundless abyss of death.

Lini, the strongest, persevered to the end, and when all her companions died tragically under the human sword and the orc's hammer, she suddenly made a gesture, and the leading knight and orc stopped attacking at the same time.

"Greetings to your master!"

Lini walked up to the dismounted knight leader, spread her arms, and said like a fanatic, "Hurry up, don't let me suffer!"

The human knight was stunned, and then nodded, and there was a dark green in his gray eyes that did not belong to humans at all.

He raised the long sword in his hand, like a lover's embrace, and held Lini, who had no resistance at all, in his arms, the sharp long sword also pierced Lini's abdomen in an instant, and the hand was very steady, and quickly, this injury was enough to be called fatal, but as long as the treatment was timely, Lini estimated that she could still leave a life, which was also her original plan.

The human knight didn't even retract the corpse of his companion, he remounted his horse and roared away, while the dozen or so strange-looking monster acquaintances stood in place, as if they had no reason of their own, and only knew how to destroy everything around them frantically.

Yes. These are just the failed products of the first test of the "divine elixir", and now, they can be regarded as waste utilization.

Ten minutes later, just as Lini's body was about to lose its last temperature, a scream of rage reached her ears, a voice she would never forget, the voice of her archery instructor, the song of Fudar-Lim.

"Luna is on top! Kill those monsters! Avenge your sisters!"

Then there was another, thick voice, like a raging flame compared to the coldness of Veddal,

"Crush these monsters, see off the warriors!"

The elven rangers and dwarven warriors who had received the order roared and rushed towards the mutant orcs who were still ravaging the corpses, and the orcs who sensed that they were having fun also put down their stumps and limbs, and rushed towards the new enemies with a roar.

As the failure of the "elixir", these guys were wiped out of all their minds by the magic energy in the potion, and all they had was the devastating mind and the frenzy of fighting, if on the other hand, these guys were indeed the most perfect warriors, fearless, powerful, but they were too difficult to control, so this conspiracy became their final burial place.

However, no matter how much the mutant orcs can fight, there are only a dozen people, and the dwarf and elf alliance has more than 100 people this time, so only five minutes later, these guys were all killed, leaving only one orc with broken limbs and no threat to be tied up and sent back to the south for research.

"What the hell are these things? These green skins are more difficult to deal with than those brown skins!"

The dwarven commander Maury held his helmet and asked the angry Fudar, "You arrived here before us, have you seen this kind of monster on the battlefield before?"

Fudar shook his head,

"No! It looks like either the orcs have deliberately researched it, or it has mutated somewhere in the Dragon Plains, and you know, this land is cursed, and anything can happen!"

The elven general's face was ugly, she stepped forward, possessed and picked up a one-handed sword on the ground, ignored the blood stained on it, looked at it carefully, and then walked to the corpse of an elven ranger leaning against the trunk of a tree, half-knelt on the ground, compared the wounds on his body, and the anger in his eyes became more intense.

"These deceased... They weren't killed by orcs!" (To be continued.) )

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