Chapter Eighty-Nine: A Dark Legend of Discord in Face and Heart Discord
Chris Cooper's face turned red with anger, and the impenetrable mace of the mace was firmly blocking the opponent's special magic arrows one after another.
Looking at the lively ogres and elves fighting in front of them, the other four dark legends, with an army of nearly a million, stayed expressionlessly in the forest five miles away.
"Shall we help?"
"Those elves are so ruthless in their archery that they are aiming hard at the ogre's glasses."
"Chris Cooper has been dragged again, and without our help, he will lose sooner or later."
The legendary Harpy, said in her sharp voice.
The other three legends, however, were expressionless.
They had teamed up with Chris Cooper to fight humans before, but they were choked by each other's stupid brains.
Before, he scolded them for being cowards, stupid, and stupid.
As legends, they also have a temper, okay?
The other party didn't take them so seriously, and he even rushed to help him with a swollen face that was slapped by the other party, they were not so cheap.
The legendary Harpy retracted what she had to say.
In fact, she really wanted to pull these millions of dark creatures up to fight the elves, and seize enough battle for herself under the command of the dragon.
After all, they stopped here and watched their allies being besieged, and if the dragon knew about it, the cowardly hat would surely be on the heads of several of them.
With this name, it is difficult for them to be reused, and it is even likely that they will be looked down upon, and they will have a sad life in the future.
On the battlefield.
Countless ogres rushed into the forest in a steady stream, and the war giant tree was dead in front, hard against the attacks of countless ogres.
Tens of thousands of elves, armed with bows and arrows, jumped around on the branches and trunks above the head of the giant tree of war, and from time to time found an opportunity, shot one deadly arrow after another.
The ogre's eyes, nose, ears, and other vulnerable places are focused on being shot by countless elves.
Behind the War Tree, rows of neatly arranged elves quickly moved towards both sides of the battlefield.
All of a sudden, the battlefield turned into a semicircle, and the ogres on the front were attacking.
The elves on both sides are desperately suppressing with bows and arrows, consuming the opponent's strength.
Under the tactics of shooting from three sides, 100,000 ogres suffered heavy casualties.
"Give me death, give me death!"
Chris Cooper roared and waved his mace.
Thousands of tons of tremendous force lingered around him, the air was suppressed, and the invisible air waves, centered on him, frantically spread and rushed towards all directions.
From time to time, elves are swept up and then torn into a mist of blood.
Tia Michael roamed around nimbly, using a variety of extraordinary arrows to hold the dark legend in check.
"Eat meat!"
An ogre, panting and banging at the foot of a war tree.
The war giant thick branch swept away, and the ogre was thrown straight away.
At that moment, a sharp arrow shot viciously into the ogre's eye.
The ogre fell to the ground, and his body twitched to get up, but four or five arrows fell from the sky.
The ogre didn't move at all.
There are countless such scenes, and with the help of the war giant tree and the absolute numerical superiority, the elves have an absolute upper hand.
is killing the ogres one by one at a small cost, layer by layer.
Tia Lydia stood on the back of a mountain eagle hovering in the air, looking pained at the people who had died in the war.
Especially when I saw an ogre open his bloody mouth and swallow the living elf directly into his belly, his heart hurt even more.
But now she couldn't move, the enemies they faced were too strong, and if they didn't have their hole cards to hide, they would definitely be defeated.
She and the scholars and scholars of her clan who can use magic must be decisive on the battlefield in order to win this war, which has little hope of victory.
A few hours later, 40,000 of Chris Cooper's 100,000 troops had been reduced to corpses.
The others were also surrounded by elves, and the situation was precarious.
And the casualties of the elves were less than five thousand.
That's it, and two thousand more elves were killed by the aftermath of the legendary ogre's battle with Tia Michael.
The number is absolutely weak, the equipment is far lower than the elves, and the strong ones are not as many as the elves, and the ogres have no chance of winning in the first place.
A mace smashed a war tree once more.
Chris Cooper looked around with swollen eyes, and saw that the ogre's bodies were already all over the land, and their eyes, ears, backs of heads, and other weak spots were full of arrows.
Without armor to protect their weaknesses, it is really a loss for them to fight with elves who are all archers.
"Retreat!"
Seeing that there is no hope of victory.
Chris Cooper roared.
He no longer cares about Tia Michael, who is harassing him, and wields his mace, breaking through one small encirclement of ogres after another.
In fact, except for a few ogres who have no brains at all and only know how to eat, most of the ogres who have a little brain are already timid.
I wanted to run away early.
It's just that the legendary ogre Chris Cooper is too brutal in their hearts to run, and they don't dare to run at all.
And the elves are not human, with the help of the war giant tree to divide and surround them one by one, and they can't run if they want to.
Seeing that the ogre was about to escape, the morale of hundreds of thousands of elves was instantly shocked.
Quickly bend the bow and pull the arrows.
The War Tree is also desperately trying to intercept the ogre that is about to run away.
Two hours later.
The legendary ogre Chris Cooper escaped from the forest where the elves were located with only 20,000 ogres left.
Without looking back, he turned a corner and headed towards Ace's large army.
The elves are too much of a bully for ogres.
Not only did he bully him with a lot of people and equipment, but he even used a formation like a human being in a fight.
He must take revenge, the dragon still has countless armies there, and he will come back again in a few days.
Miles away, the four Dark Legends looked at each other.
Looking at Chris Cooper, who left 80,000 ogre corpses and ran away without holding it up for a day, he was a little cowardly.
Chris Cooper is not only the most powerful of their kind, but his ogre army is also the most powerful army of their coalition.
Ogres are not afraid of death, they are willing to give almost everything in order to eat meat, and their brains are not very bright compared to ordinary dark creatures.
Now with the ogre gone, their main force is only a few trolls, minotaurs, harpys and other powerful races that are okay.