It was only at this moment that Goron saw with his own eyes the appearance of the enemy he was about to face.

Most of the half-elf soldiers in sight are similar to the size of humans in Golon's impression, of course, this refers to ordinary humans. There is no such thing as a big man, and the strongest is about the same as a track and field athlete, with well-proportioned muscles all over his body.

Out of curiosity about the legendary pointed ears, Goron took a closer look, but found that he didn't know if it was because of the half-blood, most of the half-elves were just round ears. Their hair is mainly brown and gold, and they are quite handsome, generally dressed in a standard cloth coat, which looks very thick, and wear metal helmets on their heads, which protect their foreheads and the crown of their heads, and can be vaguely seen stuffed with some cloth or cotton to keep them warm.

There are probably two kinds of militia of half-elves, one is the contradictory soldier, these soldiers wear a wooden shield in their right hand, and the weapon is a spear about two and a half to three meters long, in short, for the ogre, it is a combination of a small piece of wood and a long wooden stick, which can be easily crushed.

As for the long-range soldier, he is holding a two-handed crossbow that looks very painful, because he doesn't know that the logistics officer who hurts the egg ordered the craftsman to carve a pattern full of artistic beauty on it, if it is put in the war art exhibition, it can be scored full marks, but it is really used as a weapon, Goron can only say that the other party's brain is in water. Of course, in any case, in terms of the performance of the crossbow, Goron believes that these things are still qualified, and the simple operation must ensure that the half-elf can quickly master the skill of long-range attacks above the level, if it were not for the strong wind in the snowy mountains, so many numbers would be enough to make Goron highly vigilant.

Looking at it simply, the number of these half-elf militia must be above four figures, and this is still the number after the other party has traveled so far that this makes Goron silently give the other party's commander a perfect score.

If it weren't for the other party's rashness, he wouldn't have had to fight at all.

"Chief Golon, we should attack while the opposite side is assembling. ”

Woking stepped forward and suggested to Goron.

Goron subconsciously turned his head, and then the side effects of 'farsightedness' made his eyes glaze off, and he almost didn't sit on the ground with his butt, so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes.

"No, Woking, wait. Goron calmed the dizziness in his mind and ignored the bloodslaughter.

Hearing Goron's words, Woking didn't ask any more questions, just silently retreated, discipline is the creed of troll warriors.

After a moment of observation, the ogres looked at the stone mallets raised by their chieftain in confusion, and one by one they turned their faces up, their mouths open in a daze.

"Why is the chief blue. One of the ogres, suddenly seeing Goron's blue arm, touched his companion with his shoulder and continued the conversation from the previous time.

"It must have been too much meat. The ogre next to him stared at the malllet earnestly, blinking his big one-eyed.

"If you eat too much meat, it will turn red. The first ogre pointed to the bloodslaughter at the front.

In the face of irrefutable evidence, the second ogre still insisted on his opinion: "The more meat you eat, it will turn blue, and the chief has two heads, and he eats the most meat." ”

"Hmm!" the first ogre looked shocked, and it dawned on him that he was instantly convinced.

Goron felt a spin on his head, but he saw something that intrigued him, two elves in robes walking out of the cave with a staff that could only be described as gorgeous.

Moreover, as if he felt something, those two pairs of eyes and Goron's gaze crossed the gap of distance and accurately met.

Goron only felt a tremendous pressure welling up from his body...... Of course it wasn't possible, and to be honest, he didn't feel anything.

Let's strike.

Silently dissipating the magic attached to his eyes, Goron made a decision in his heart that if he did not act, the idea that "if you eat meat, your skin will turn red first and then blue" will become deeply rooted in the people...... Go deep into the ogre heart.

Throwing the gavel down, Goron shouted:

"Everyone, forward!"

"The other side is moving forward!

Avalon shouted and commanded his men before Ice came out of the cave with the bears.

"What about the two goblins, their alchemy items should be very useful!"

"It's like it's hot and fainting!" the ice cube patted the bear's paw, "The goblin is really strange, it's such a comfortable weather." ”

"Do you have a fever, forget it. Avalon turned to the ice and said, "You guys are here to standby, understand!"

"Oh!"

The entire legion of half-elves quickly assembled, and unlike the voluntary assembly of the ogres, under the prestige of the mages and the desire for glory, they quickly formed a phalanx, despite the cold weather that made everyone's teeth tremble and gurgle.

"Lord Duke, the legion has been assembled, a total of two thousand people!"

Avalon was half-kneeling on the thick snow, the figure of two thousand was only his approximate estimate, and the reason why he shouted so loudly was just to stabilize the morale of the army.

"Good. Myrgas looked into the distance, then said to Lawrence beside him, "Do you feel it?"

"I feel it, Lord Duke. Lawrence stepped forward and stood beside Melgas, "Violent and rough, I didn't expect the other party's spiritual power to be able to spread so far." ”

The expressions of the two of them are a little solemn, the original light enemy has disappeared without a trace, the spiritual power of the mage is not as strong as imagined, everything fluctuates, but the world tends to be calm on the whole, the spiritual power of the mage is difficult to extend in the air alone, if an elf mage can have such spiritual power, it is enough to be called the "great mage" in the general magic association.

Whether it is Lawrence or Melgas, it can do this, but it means that they deliberately use it, if this is the spiritual fluctuation that the other party undoubtedly emits, then it means that the other party has an incomparably powerful magical cultivation, and the control of magic is not as good as even the most ordinary magic apprentice.

"It's really a deformed way of being, and there is no beauty in it. Melgas made his assessment, and then ordered Avalon, "Mercenaries, let the legion move forward and lead the other party over." ”

"My lord, no!" Avalon was taken aback, never expecting to hear this order, "If there is no terrain advantage, the morale of the legion will collapse." ”

"I forgive you because you are a human being. Myrgas glanced at him, his blue pupils filled with infinite pride, "You can't understand the glory of the High Elves, and the greatness of magic, that's why you say such a thing." ”

Avalon was about to say something, but found that Melgas's feet had left the ground, and the whole person was floating in the sky.

For a moment, all eyes were on Melgas.

The eyes of the half-elf militiamen showed a fanaticism, awe and longing that was strange to Avalon, and the original exhaustion and fear disappeared without a trace in an instant, and everyone looked at Melgas above, as if ...... Look up at the gods.

Avalon suddenly understood that that gaze was called piety.