The Mithril Battle Ax and Elven Sword collided violently in the air, creating sparks.

After the crisp sound of the weapon, the female archer landed dexterously, as soon as the front foot hit the ground, the back foot took advantage of the momentum to bounce, the sharp elf sword stabbed again, Rod reacted equally quickly, the soles of the feet rotated at the moment when the opponent's long sword stabbed, the body turned sideways, dodged the attack, and at the same time held the female archer's wrist, and was trying to clamp the opponent's wrist, but the female archer once again slid under Rod's feet, and her soft body passed through the grass, and the elf sword that flashed cold light attacked again.

Rhodes had to let go of the huntress's hand and block the blade with his tomahawk.

The huntress who slid to the side stepped on the ground and soon struck again with her twin swords. Her speed was so fast, the blade of the sword flew like a flying butterfly, and at the same time, the sword was close to the point, and a cold light appeared. The perfect attack is like a dance, and Rhodes is also fast, but he looks a little clumsy in front of the huntress.

They kept fighting, Rhodes didn't expect an archer to be so agile in close combat, and the huntress didn't expect that a human would be completely inferior to his own kind in speed and strength.

In the early hours of the morning, the sound of the two swords echoed, and the huntress turned nimbly against Rod's back, and then dragged the long sword, ready to launch a fatal blow. And Rod quickly turned, and the huge tomahawk fell with a bang, once again defusing the huntress's fatal blow. They were almost face-to-face, and for a few seconds Rhodes saw those beautiful, charming eyes, as green as the leaves of midsummer. Bright, fresh and moving......

But neither side has forgotten their respective identities, they are rivals, and after a moment of wrestling, the huntress quickly retreats with interest, and in the face of Rod's absolute power, she cannot take advantage of it in the slightest.

Rhodes lunged forward and slashed his tomahawk at the huntress. However, a strange scene appeared at this time, only to see the tomahawk smash down, but as if piercing the air, directly through the huntress's body, but there was no blood splashing, and at the same time, a shadow appeared behind Rod's side.

It lasted so short and Rhodes was aware of it. In the next second, the female archer flashed from the shadows, and the long sword in her hand stabbed straight over, while Rhodes reacted in advance, took a small step back, clenched his left hand into a fist, and raised it, and at the same time as the female shooter's attack failed, the fist smashed the opponent's face.

There was a muffled sound of bones clashing, and the huntress was sent straight away. At the same time, the hood on his head flew out of the air, revealing a pair of pointed ears, and long silver-white hair fluttered in the wind. Rhodes pounced, grabbed the opponent by the collar, and was about to pop out the Soul Binding Dagger to kill him with one blow, when a giant eagle screamed behind him.

Before Rod could react, the huge giant eagle crashed into Rhodes. When he got up again to fight back, the giant eagle of astonishing size had already carried the huntress into the sky, leaving behind a brilliant morning light.

......

It was already midday when they returned to camp to rendezvous with Palumbel, and like Rod, the men of them failed to catch the attacker. There were only three of them, to be exact. And the one Rhodes is chasing is likely to be their captain.

"Elven arrows, with their tough material and more streamlined design, are only found in the Essolloren Forest, and are a common weapon for Wanderers and Forest Rangers. ”

Experienced witch hunters could see the provenance of this weapon at a glance, and Rhodes knew that Diego had more experience than himself, and as a conscientious witch hunter, he had traveled to places including the Empire, Bretonnia, and the cities of Tyrell in the south, until now in Kislev, so Rhodes still believed his words.

"So what we met were the Wood Elf Wanderers and Forest Rangers?"

Rod asked. Bashan loves

The Ranger, the guardian of the Elven Forest, like all the elven archers in the fantasy world, the Ranger has developed archery and stealth skills in his long career as a forest patrolr, and the forest is cruel to all life, and it is no exception to the elves, so the rangers who can survive in the forest are excellent hunters and seasoned sentinels. Whenever the forest of Atholoren is invaded by a foreign tribe, the Rangers are the first to spot and stop the foreign enemy.

The Lost Travelers are the elite of the rangers. Usually speaking, a forest ranger has gone through a series of arduous experiences, and his skills have been raised to another level, and he has had some legendary experiences, so that such an elf can be called a wanderer. Due to their unusual experiences, the Lost Wanderer is usually reticent and does not even have much in common with his own people. They prefer solitude to grouping. As for how powerful their archery skills are, someone once described it like this—a qualified tracer can shoot a reptile on a leaf from a distance of two hundred paces! That is to say, the elf who is facing Rhodes today is actually very powerful. In the Wood Elf society, at least at the rank of officer. It is precisely because of this that she has her own giant eagle mount.

"Basically. The outside world has no access to their weapons, and at the same time, who else on this continent can sneak into the camp and set fire to kill them, and then sneak away? Not even the best riders can catch up?"

Diego stared at Palenbel, the boss of the Ugol cavalry, and a slight smile rose into his mouth. The latter's face was ugly, and he stared at Diego with displeasure.

"But there's a question, why do the Wanderers and Rangers make enemies of us?"

Celta asked.

"It's hard to say, there can be a variety of reasons, but I'm more inclined to go for the money. ”

Diego said.

"For money, elves also fight for money?"

Celta asked rhetorically. Obviously, in his perceived worldview, elves are generally arrogant, needless to say, high elves live overseas, while wood elves live in their own forests.

"It's normal. Don't think that those pointed ears are some noble species. They are much worse than you think. ”

Bogur interjected with a straight face.

Only then did Rhodes remember the feud between the dwarves and the elves, which was formed a little early, long before the human empire was formed, the famous battle of the long beard broke out between the elves and the dwarves. The war ended in a dwarven victory, and the elves withdrew from the Old World and returned to Ulthuan. At the same time, after the end of the war, the dwarves began to gradually decline. After all, the Battle of the Long Beard consumed a lot of financial and manpower from both clans. Tens of thousands of warriors died on the battlefield.

"In other words, it is possible that the nobles of Errengrad hired the Wood Elves to intercept us?"

Palumbel said with a frown.

"It's possible. "If that's the case, it's another way of proving that the Greenskins' invasion has something to do with the nobles of Erlengrad." ”