How she managed to escape, Riena can't remember. She only knew that she was running as if she was running fiercely, and she didn't dare to stop a step on her legs. Although there is no smooth road in the woods, the moment of focusing on the escape, if the elves have divine help, even the strange terrain is like flat ground, and it cannot be an obstacle in the slightest.

Even if an arrow hits the shoulder, the back, or even the arm, they have no room to fall. No matter how strong it is, it will make them lose their balance in an instant; But after taking two or three steps forward, he resumed his speed, and ran as fast as he could.

But when the whistling sound in the ears became more and more dense, the feeling of not being able to outrun others and catch up with each other only made the elves want to scold. Maybe if they survive, they will be scared of what is happening now, but they can only flee for their lives.

Suddenly, my vision cleared and I suddenly became clear. Is this running out of the outer woods? Riena looked at the camp square, where she had been for a few days, and now it was clean and empty.

The elves who served as bait were destined to take refuge in a trench in front of the World Tree. It was dug in the middle of the night by someone's apprentice with a group of elves. And now in the trenches, there are many familiar faces poking their heads out.

Riena's eyes flickered, and she recognized several people. They are all the same decoy squads, but members from other directions.

Are they faster?

Of course not. In fact, the group ran back long after the first contact. Riena's squad fought the enemy and slaughtered a centaur scout.

Riena didn't have time to think about the reasoning behind it, but she watched as a group of people standing in the trench waved their hands equally anxiously, as if they could do so that the fleeing elves could appear beside them in an instant.

The chase when you come to the open field, because you can see it clearly, is even more worrying, whether it is for the parties or for the people watching the play. Like wolves hunting for prey, the centaurs surrounded and chased from behind, and gradually approached the distance, even several times close to the fleeing elves.

The Elven Sword Dancer was the last to run, and she was the only one who could repel the chasing centaurs in the process of being chased. But every time you fight, you will put yourself a few steps behind. Besides, even if one centaur is knocked over, there will be many more to catch up. Her only chance was the human magician; But in Riena's field of vision, she didn't see the person.

Is this being tricked?

Seeing that all her companions had jumped into the trench, Riena suddenly felt the wind behind her head. She subconsciously jumped, leaning back at the same time, and the long-handled tomahawk narrowly passed the tip of her nose. Riena remained in an almost flat position and slid into the trench.

Fall to the bottom of the ditch and look up at the blue sky. In his field of vision, there was finally a moment when there were no centaurs. Before he could rejoice, he saw a horse jumping over the trench. It seems that the centaurs, who can't stop in time, plan to just cross the trench and attack the World Tree directly. As for the elves inside, there are naturally companions behind them who can clean up.

But he couldn't jump over the narrow ditch, and the energy barrage neutralized his impact, sending the centaur backwards from mid-air and falling into the trench as well. This change frightened all the elves hiding in it. The centaur who had just chased and killed him was now covered in blood, his eyes widened, and his face was in disbelief, which was very terrifying.

At the moment when Riena jumped into the ditch, the long-awaited Halumi lifted the curtain of camouflage.

Gaybrash Lin Tripwood is here!

Do you want to use extradimensional banishment to settle this war?

No. For Lin, the Extradimensional Exile could only target one object at a time. When encountering multiple objects, you can only cast your magic again and again, throwing them into the middle of nowhere. But when facing an army, there is no doubt that such efficiency is too slow. And someone did not think of a plan in this regard, nor did he plan to temporarily cling to the battlefield, but moved out the treasure that had been treasured for a long time.

If there is a list of achievements in life, as a game nerd, using an infinite bazooka or an infinite machine gun, and recklessly penetrating any game in the Evil Dead Castle series, it must be a proper gold achievement. And as a game nerd who travels through the crowd, how could he not have thought of recreating such a scene in another world!

The hand-held M134 high-speed multi-barrel rotary machine gun has six barrels that begin to rotate at an astonishing high speed under the operation of the motor mechanism. Looking at the scene of thousands of horses galloping in front of him, charging towards him, someone was not timid in his heart, but had a strange excitement.

Lin cracked his mouth and smiled, remembering the lines that only his hometown would use, and said: 'Let's_Rock_n' 'fucker!'

Grabbing the trigger of the handlebar, the muzzle of the machine gun begins to roar!

Because gunpowder is not used, there is no question of recoil. However, the six rotating barrels and the energy projectiles are affected by the magic circle in the chamber, uncontrollably and randomly attached to various special properties and interfere with each other, making this mysterious version of the machine gun still as difficult to tame as a beast.

All this difficulty, with the physical strength of the auxiliary magic enhancement, becomes no problem at all. Lin steadily held the M134 machine gun to his waist, and the magical power extracted from the World Tree was transmitted into the machine gun through the thin cable of his arm. The disorderly arrangement makes the original pure energy ejection fall into a state of rage and chaos in the moment, and the random attributes attached to the barrel further increase the destructive power, forming the most efficient slaughtering machine.

The bullets were strung together in a line, sweeping every inch of land at which the muzzle of the gun was pointed. Everywhere he went, blood splattered. Rao is a centaur with a strong physique, and he can only hate when dozens or hundreds of bullets hit him. And this process is only for a moment.

The machine gun, with a rate of fire of 6,000 rounds per minute, is like the giant scythe of death, wantonly harvesting the lives that are swept away, and no one can escape. It doesn't matter if you are a low-level soldier or a tribal leader, you are all equal in the face of death, and you will also bloom with gorgeous blood flowers of life. Even the magic of massive impact and riot could tear apart the muscles forged by the centaur without hindrance, paralyzing the tall body.

The centaurs, who had never encountered such an attack, were in a dense formation. In their cognition, as long as they can increase the speed of the charge, there is no enemy formation that cannot be broken, and there is no enemy that cannot be killed. Even the elves' proud rain of arrows could not stop the centaur charge. In the end, this group of fragile thin people with pointed ears can only fall under their iron hooves!

But all self-confidence is shattered along with the flesh!

Most centaurs still figured out why their comrades in front of them fell, and they experienced the answer for themselves. There was no time to warn, no time to feel remorse, no time to think about the reason for all this, and the vitality died in the blood flowers.

Centaurs fell in rows, and no one could survive the baptism of barrage. Good or bad equipment will not prolong their life. Even since the machine-gun fire, the centaurs have not been able to advance much distance, and they have died in the way of the charge. Their beaten and tattered bodies, and the blood that flowed out, just covered this small World Tree Square.

The shade of the woods will make it impossible for centaurs who have not left the woods to see the square, so they can only follow the pace ahead and keep stepping out of the forest. And then I saw the hellish scene in front of me, and it was too late. They only had the option of rushing forward with their heads down, or they chose to stop and collide with their comrades behind them; The worst case is to be trampled to death.

If you step out of the woods, you will be killed on the spot by someone blocking the road with a barrage. Then the accumulated corpses will become a warning to those who come after them, and it will also be the best cover. But the natural flaws of the M134 have solved this problem.

The multi-barrel rotary machine gun, the amount of bullets brought about by its rate of fire, makes it impossible for someone to change the trajectory with mental locking like other magic guns, and they can't even fine-tune it. Since it can only attack in a straight line, the flaw is that with only one machine gun, the killing efficiency has its limits.

At the very least, someone would have to move the muzzle of their gun in order to shoot a centaur in a different direction. Such a time difference gives the enemy the opportunity to try to solve everything with a charge. There are also centaurs who choose to scatter to the left and right, trying to use the tactics of encirclement, and even hoping to make someone take care of one and lose the other, and create opportunities for their comrades on the other side.

But these are in vain.

Compared to the centaurs, they had to rush more than 400 meters from the woods before they could get into the range of their spears. How long does it take them to cover that distance when they get to top speed, and how long does it take for someone to turn their guns?

Just when someone is still unfinished, he suddenly realizes that he has no goal. Grabbing the handlebar trigger, he fired left and right blankly, and there was no centaur standing in the square in front of him. The trigger is released, and the motor of the barrel rotation slows down until it stops. Lin asked the apprentice who stayed with him: "What about people?" ”

"Teacher, the remnants of the centaurs have run away." Kaya, who was looking at the surveillance screen, said calmly.

The image that the girl saw was relayed back from the wreckage of the deified satellite. Because the original function was not lost, Lin hoisted the thing to a high place and used it as a monitoring device, and the girl was responsible for operating it.

"Ran away?" Someone was still a little dazed for a while. With a flick of his hand, he put the M134 machine gun on his shoulder, rubbed his chin full of stubble and thought.

Looking at his teacher's sassy appearance, Halumi, who was standing on the other side, asked, "Do you want to pursue?" ”

"I'll go! How to chase it. Shaking the cable attached to the machine gun, Lin felt a little angry and frustrated that his apprentice had no eyesight. Limited by the length of the cable to extract the power of the World Tree, it is destined that it is impossible for someone to run around with the M134 machine gun.

At this time, not far away, another camouflaged position, the curtain was also lifted. Inside were a large number of birds, and the young king and his ministers. They didn't have any conversation, they just stared at the battlefield in front of them...... Well, maybe it would be more appropriate to use a slaughterhouse.

Especially the above-eyed Minister of War, Maxim Starchet. He also didn't care about the image, and turned his head with difficulty to look at the human magician.

Thinking of the previous evaluation, Lin tried to pretend to be kind and said with a smile: "I really don't understand war. But I know how to kill, how to kill a lot. ”