The overwhelming rain of arrows is not an uncommon thing on the battlefield, so the members of the Flame Force don't care, they are not ordinary soldiers, as a force composed entirely of cultivators, they are unique in the world.

With strength comes self-confidence, so their only defensive measure is to have a horizontal sword in their chest, and the charge does not stop.

From a common sense point of view, a two-hundred-meter distance projectile can only be done by the strongest longbowman, and that kind of speed and penetrating power, a cultivator can easily get rid of it with just a Dou Qi induction.

But this time, the facts obviously deviated from common sense, and the Flame Troops were facing a rain of elven arrows that they had never experienced before!

The strong bows of the elven female archers were completely direct fire within 200 meters, and they only raised the aiming line slightly, allowing the arrows to pass over their own infantry.

This direct shot was not only more accurate, but also more ferocious, and the special armor-piercing arrow, which was three or four times faster than normal, was caught off guard and covered head-on.

More than 100 people in the front row instantly turned into hedgehogs, without the slightest reaction, and only had time to snort before falling headlong.

Then came the second and third rows, and the whole group of running warriors, like reeds blown by a strong wind, fell one after another from front to back, with almost no intervals, because they were elven fast arrows, Miraya had twenty arrows in three seconds, and the worst archers could do two arrows in one second.

Seeing such a scene, Chang Le also gasped, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice that the elves were allies, not enemies.

But after all, the Agni troops had been through a hundred battles, and after three or four hundred people were caught off guard and shot down, the rest finally reacted, quickly came up with a countermeasure, grabbed their comrades who were killed by arrows, used them as humanoid shields, and held them in front of them to continue the charge.

And there is an enemy at the front who has never been hit, and that is the commander of the Flame Force, the famous powerhouse of the Zaran Kingdom, Duke Clifford.

The flames of the Fighting Spirit of the Level 4 War Spirit were blazing, and a dense rain of arrows shot at him, like moths throwing fire, exploding on the Duke's protective light flame, turning into tiny sparks and bursting in all directions.

The duke's fighting spirit was hit by powerful arrows, and it was also flickering in the light and darkness, but his advance was not hindered in the slightest, ahead of the subordinates who fell to the ground behind him, and rushed straight to Chang Le.

"Boss, be careful!" Skinny Monkey and Lola rushed towards Changle left and right.

They didn't know what Chang Le's true strength was, but the opponent's fighting spirit was clear at a glance, so they were afraid that the coach would be killed by others as soon as they saw him.

The lines in his mouth are the same, and the two generals do very different things, the thin monkey pulls the reins of Dire and wants to pull Changle back into the phalanx to accept the protection of the soldiers, and Lola is holding a big stick and stops in front of Changle to meet the enemy on his behalf!

That's the difference between the two of them.

Chang Le laughed and shouted:

"It's none of your business!"

Then he walked around Lola and headed towards Duke Clifford, while holding the sword in his right hand and raising his left hand in the air, this time with two fingers, and then swung forward.

The agreed second set of tactics was launched.

Miraya's crisp command immediately resounded throughout the army, and the entire phalanx of heavy infantry turned to the right, changing from shoulder to shoulder to side, and hundreds of passages appeared in the tight phalanx.

Most of the archers kept the rain of arrows covered, and a few quickly stepped forward in the passage, and the light and flowing elven figures came to the front of the phalanx in an instant, aiming at their targets unhindered and shooting with precision.

The screams rang out again, and the firefighters fell in rows like ears of wheat.

Although they are holding a "humanoid shield", they can't cover their whole body after all, and it is inevitable that a few parts will stick out of the "shield", whether it is half a head or a leg, as long as it is briefly exposed, the armor-piercing arrow will come in an instant, and it will immediately penetrate!

These cultivators of the Agni Army, if they fight with ordinary soldiers, they will definitely have an advantage, so they are very proud and sneer at the discipline of the army, so they don't pay attention to formation and cooperation, and they rush into trouble when they encounter the enemy.

As a result, when they encountered the same strong, well-organized and well-trained elven troops today, their fate could only be to lose to the bottom of the flowers, and before the enemy's head was loaded into the leather bag behind them, they themselves were pierced with arrows.

At this point, the morale of the survivors collapsed, and they all turned around and wanted to escape, but the range of the elven strong bow was 400 meters, and under the pursuit of accurate fire, how could they escape?

It can only be said that people can be confident, but they must not be arrogant, which is also a good warning for Chang Le, who has the upper hand at the moment.

At the same time, in the rear of the coalition forces, on a high platform made of logs, King Elliot was dressed in gorgeous aristocratic costumes, without armor and without armor, and watched the battle situation at the front line with a blank face.

Several of the generals next to him were visibly very anxious, especially a Zaran nobleman who almost cried bitterly, and what happened to his king's troops was unacceptable to him.

A certain general shouted:

"How could an enemy archer ...... How can it be so strong? And so much?"

The generals who were silent because of surprise suddenly sobered up and talked a lot.

Training an archer, especially a longbowman with extremely high arm strength, requires a lot of equipment and military salaries, so the scale of archers in each country is very limited.

Chang Le, as a robber, is said to have only a few thousand subordinates, how could such a large and powerful army of archers suddenly emerge at this moment, exceeding the strength that a country can have?

Elliott faced the focus of his general's puzzled gaze, his eyes were calm, his lips opened lightly, and he slowly spit out three words:

"It's an elf. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's discussion was more like a pot:

"Elves, how can elves get involved in human warfare?"

"Elves are arrogant by nature, how can they help a robber?"

The elves were proud, but Elliot was even prouder, and a hint of contempt appeared on that gaudy face:

"Ten thousand elven archers can't change the tide of battle. ”

The king's words aroused the approval of the generals, and everyone began to cheer themselves up again:

"yes, after the arrows are shot, can they pick them up and shoot them again?"

"There are 60,000 heavy infantry behind the Agni troops, and the heavy infantry is the nemesis of the archers!"

Suddenly, a man pointed ahead and shouted:

"Look! Duke Clifford rushes up!"

"Chang Le, that kid, why is he stupidly standing in front? The Duke is a level 4 war spirit! You can cut him down with a single sword!"

"As soon as Changle dies, the enemy army will be chaotic, haha!"

His subordinates turned from panic to optimism, but Elliot remained indifferent, silently staring ahead, not saying a word.

This silence has many meanings, for example, the outcome has long been expected.

Chang Le is also very clear about the comparison of the strength of the two sides, after the desperate hand-to-hand fight with the peak battle spirit Soglov, the level 4 war spirit is no longer an opponent that can make him nervous.

He rushed towards Clifford, but his eyes fell more on the main force of the enemy army slowly advancing a few hundred meters away, calculating the time when the two armies would make contact.

Then, when he was only a few dozen meters away from the duke, he threw his sword at the enemy with all his might, and at the same time raised his left hand and made a "three" gesture to Miraya in the rear.

Miraya became the deputy commander-in-chief and "chief herald" of this battle, for the simple reason that she was an elven princess and the first archer in the clan.

Seeing Changle's gesture, Miraya stretched out her bow on her back and shot a series of feather arrows upward, and after the arrows reached the heights, they each opened a piece of red cloth, fluttering in the wind, falling slowly, and it was particularly eye-catching under the blue sky, as if it was sending a message to the distance.

The Duke of Clifford on the front flashed Chang Le's flying sword sideways, laughed, strode and leaped, and the sword condensed by the red light flame in his hand was raised high.

Changle didn't fight hard, jumping off the saddle and backing quickly, while throwing a sword forward.

"What the hell are you talking about, don't you dare to fight me?"

The Duke sneered and roared, turned to the side slightly, dodged the sword that was used as a flying knife, and the distance between himself and Chang Le quickly narrowed to seven or eight meters, and the three-meter-long red lightsaber had begun to split.

As a level 4 war spirit, facing Chang Le, who only shows the fighting spirit of a war master, the duke can be said to be "fearless".

Chang Le completely ignored him, his eyes took his eyes off him again, turned around and made the "No. 1" gesture towards Miraya, and adjusted the formation again.

The Duke was furious:

"Pretend to be calm? Die!"

But at the moment when he slashed under the diagonal sword, a black short sword shot in from behind, piercing through his chest, and the battle spirit-level light flame shield did not play the slightest defensive role.

Chang Le smiled and turned around, and after gesturing to Miraya with his left hand, without pause, he raised it to the duke, and his index finger was retracted and replaced with his middle finger.

At the same time, the black sword was still hanging with the duke's blood, fluttering from the air, Chang Le raised his right hand and gently caught it.

The second use of "telekinesis" had the effect as expected, and the enemy was defenseless and completely hit.

Thinking that the original Battle Sect Elliot was cut through the abdomen, how could a level 4 war spirit resist the combination of "telekinesis + artifact"?

If there is a real knife and gun duel, Chang Le will be difficult to win Clifford for a while, but now it is not a fair duel, but a battlefield, and Chang Le has no time to compete with him!

Therefore, the duke was completely in a state of "dead eyes", blood spurted wildly from his chest and mouth, his eyes were dull, and his fighting spirit flashed, quickly dimming.

He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't speak, and his body froze for a moment, and then slowly collapsed.

After Chang Le finished comparing his middle finger, he didn't pay attention to the dying opponent in front of him, and immediately raised his arm and waved:

"All!

Soon after the Duke fell to his knees, the iron boots of the elven hoplites stepped over him.

Changle's 20,000 troops began to advance, and the main forces of the enemy army in front were not far away.

The width of the two fronts is comparable, and the difference in thickness is six or seven times, which intuitively reflects the disparity in strength.

As the coalition forces advanced, they struck their shields with their swords, and the "dong dong" sounded like a war drum.

Changle troops responded with their own neat footsteps.

The two giant phalanxes with a glittering metallic luster slowly walked towards each other, and the most tragic battle was about to break out.