"The longbowman suppresses the right method!" Santis Hazuki gave the order.

At the same time, she also took off her cloak, tightened her battle armor, tucked two folding moon blades that were used as spare weapons into her back, and took a spear from her guards, and a protective moon shield.

The female general knows that the enemy will definitely cherish and protect her own legal units like eyeballs.

In the face of a tight defensive shield array, even a longbowman could not bargain for anything.

There was really no way, she could only choose to risk the arrow with her elite guards, and use the counter-shock melee assault to find a way to kill the opponent's three warlocks.

Of course, this comes with a lot of risk.

Santis knew that his biggest disadvantage was that he had few men, and if he held the camp, he might fight more with less, but once he launched a counterattack, he would be fully exposed to the enemy's superior forces.

At that time, life and death are unpredictable.

But what's the solution? If you don't get rid of the opponent's legal transcendentals, your own battle line will collapse sooner or later.

As soon as she finished dressing, a slender and tall figure appeared in front of her—the Shadow of the Moon, leading the remaining elven longbowmen, had already walked a few steps and stood in front of her, firing at the enemy warlocks.

The female general had to pay her attention to the shadow of the moon, her white hair and golden eyes were so dazzling - and her longbow had a magical power, and even the battle-hardened Shantis Hazuki had to admit that this golden-eyed creature had the best hunter talent and great concentration she had ever seen.

All she needs is the experience of time.

However, this time, even the shadow of the moon can't shoot the opponent's warlock!

Santis Hazuki watched helplessly as the Shadow of the Moon shot a few arrows at the opposite warlock—most of them were blocked by the shield-wielding orcs, and only one arrow had penetrated the layers of fortified orc infantry and hit one of the high-ranking warlocks

- But it's a pity that while the high-level warlock is concentrating on casting spells, he also sets up a warlock's defense spell [Magic Armor] for himself, which not only improves his defense, but also provides himself with the ability to restore life.

Shadow of the Moon's longbow did not kill the High Warlocks.

The Warlock's [Magic Armor] formed a defensive barrier in time, blocking the impact of most of the powerful arrows, and finally the long arrow softly touched the warlock's ear, only slightly scratching him with a bloody mark, and did not cause more damage.

However, the Shadow of the Moon's attack succeeded in attracting the attention of the high-ranking warlocks.

The Warlock looked grimly at Shadow of the Moon and Santis.

Then, he grabbed an orc soldier who was shielding him, and pressed his other hand on the head of the bewildered-looking orc warrior, silently chanting a demonic incantation—

The orc soldier who had been brought in suddenly rolled his eyes, his mouth was hoarse, and the blood-colored light emitted from his body slowly converged on the warlock's hand.

In just an instant, he had been drained by a high-level warlock and turned into a terrifying dried corpse.

The high-level warlock casually threw down the dried corpse of this unlucky ghost, and a piece of [Soul Fragment] flowing with blood-colored red light had condensed in his hand.

"Cosmeth Prosdur!"

The warlock chanted the demon's incantation, and the [Soul Fragment] instantly turned into a surging flame in his hand.

Without seeing how the high-level warlock could urge, the scorching flame suddenly turned into a cluster of three spiral flames and flew straight towards the shadow of the moon and General Santis Hazuki.

……

"[Soul Fire]! Dodge! ”

General Santis Hazuki recognized at a glance this evil magic cast by a high-ranking warlock.

The Warlock's Soul Fire is not a mage's fire magic, but a flame that burns the target's soul.

If struck by this flame, this evil spell can directly scorch the opponent's soul, not only forming a fire attack on the body, but also mutilating the opponent's soul, thus turning the mentally damaged walking dead - if the opponent is lucky enough not to die under the flames.

The Shadow of the Moon and several other longbowmen had already gathered their energy, and as soon as they heard the order of the female general, they immediately dodged and dodged backwards.

Who knew that the three spiral soul flames actually turned around strangely in mid-air, specifically aimed at the shadow of the moon, and flew straight over.

The shadow of the moon flickered left and right, but the [Soul Fire] of the high-level warlock had already locked her soul, and it also flexibly changed direction in the air, flying towards her quickly.

Seeing that the [Soul Fire] was about to hit the shadow of the moon, General Santis Feather Moon had already dodged in front of her, and used his elven half-moon shield to take the warlock's magic attack.

Bang

After the flames hit the moon shield, he tried in vain to ignore the figure of General Hazuki and continued to permeate.

However, Santis Hazuki had already switched the warrior's defensive stance, and with a roar, he had already suppressed the magic attack with his powerful warrior soul spiritual power, causing the cluster of [soul fire] to disappear from the shield in an instant.

……

"Thank you! This is the second time you've saved me! The shadow of the moon stood behind the female general and said with gratitude.

"Don't worry, my sister!" Santis glanced back slightly at the Shadow of the Moon, "This is my reward for your superb archery skills!" ”

In fact, the true psychology of Santis Hazuki is

- The first time he saw the helpless golden-eyed Night Elf, he suddenly felt like himself during the Battle of the Ancients 10,000 years ago.

At that time, she was helpless behind Tyrande Yufeng, and she found her former shadow from the shadow of the moon.

Of course, at that time, Tyrande Yufeng also desperately tried to protect himself from the enemy's attacks.

……

Just as the orc law system transcendents swept the elven battle line unscrupulously, a loud eagle roar suddenly resounded in the sky!

It's Admiral Monil's Horned Eagle Unit!

The eight horned eagle beasts slashed across the sky with great speed, and at the top of the elven outpost, they suddenly divided into two groups and began to dive and attack the enemy.

The elven archer on the Hippogriff fired several powerful arrows in the air at the lowest point of the dive, directly stabbing the opponent's warlock, and after the dive, regardless of whether the shot was effective or not, he commanded the Hippogriff to climb high again and prepare for a second attack.

For a moment, the eagle roared in the sky, and the horned eagle beast elven archers crisscrossed the battlefield like ghosts, either harassing or attacking, diverting the attention of the warlocks and taking the opportunity to shoot any enemy they could see.

At this moment, even the orc warlock suddenly became passive.

Hippogriff marksmen, these knights of the sky are too fast and too elusive, and they immediately pose a mortal threat to the French transcendents.

"Shoot those damn birds!"

The one-eyed orc leader slew several orc routers to death with a great axe, and with a roar and order, he regrouped the fleeing forces and let them fire bows and arrows at the Hippogriff archers in the sky.

……

Just as the orcs were trying to organize a counterattack, the battlefield changed again.

Behind the elven sentry there was a continuous roar of tigers and leopards, and a short time later, a group of night elf cavalry riding tall nightblade leopards and frost-striped leopards appeared at the edge of the forest.

It's Admiral Lonmo's huntress unit!

As soon as the hundreds of cavalry troops broke out of the dense forest, they launched a cavalry charge against the orcs.

The first orc forces to collapse were the containment troops on the right side of the Elven Tower.

The Night Elf Huntress unleashed their razor-sharp moon blades as they charged to the orc troops, and the orc soldiers were cut off by the moon blades at the slightest hesitation, and their headless corpses fell to the ground with a heavy fall.

It was just a surprise attack, and the orc troops pinned down to the right of the elven sentry had vanished like residual ice exposed to the sun.

……

"Fight back!"

Santis Hazuki raised her spear and swung it into the air, shouting orders to her soldiers.

A high-pitched cheer erupted from among the elven warriors.

With the cheers, all the elven female warriors who still maintained their combat strength jumped out of their battle positions, shouting battle vows and launching a counterattack against the orcs' rout.

General Hazuki rubbed her lips and let out a shrill whistle, and her mount, a massive nightbladed leopard named Nightwind, had burst out of the shelter and roared to the ground waiting for her master.

Shantis Hazuki threw down her shield and spear and rode on the Nightblade Leopard, and Nightwind was already on her feet.

"Charge!"

As Santis rode past Shadow of the Moon on the Nightblade Leopard, she grabbed Shadow by the waist and placed her behind her.

"Thigh clamping! Don't fall, follow me and kill them all. The female general turned back and shouted at the shadow of the moon.