Looking at the tens of thousands of human cavalry in the distance who were almost completely annihilated, Ace couldn't help but smile on his face.

"Finally played a little decently, although the formation is still not as good as those humans, but the courage to play with life is not comparable to those humans who are afraid of death."

"A few more battles, familiar with the battlefield, plus don't die, the elite level should be no less than the elite soldiers in the human world."

At this time, Ace was already happy.

With the support of the various rules he has set up, this group of scattered dark creatures who are afraid of death have finally slowly turned into elites.

is no longer the same as before, only their own side has an absolute advantage, can they fight desperately forward, there is no advantage, the speed of running is really not direct to the dragon.

Thinking that at the beginning, he beat that group of frost giants, and it didn't take long for him to crackle, and more than 100,000 dark creatures turned around and ran away.

This is still the case of absolute numerical superiority on his side.

If there was no numerical advantage, he was sure that there would not be more than 100,000 dark creatures running at that time, and it would not be impossible for them all to run.

Now that group of minotaurs have collapsed in formation, the casualties have exceeded thirty percent, and they can still desperately counterattack under the leadership of the dark nobles, which is already quite capable of fighting.

An ordinary human legion can withstand 20% of the casualties, and those who can withstand 30% of the casualties can already be regarded as elite soldiers.

After a ** song, the mighty army of three million continued to advance.

After a big victory, they have more confidence.

In their words: Look at that group of human cavalry, several times the number of other minotaurs, they are still powerful cavalry, and they still sneak attack and run over.

That's it, the battle hasn't been won yet, what does this mean? It shows that the other party is very weak.

Since the other party is very weak, it is a group of soft persimmons, and in the face of a group of soft persimmons, of course they have to strike hard and grab a wave of military merit.

After all, this war was probably the last large-scale battle they would be able to participate in in twenty years.

Once this battle is over, if you want to obtain military merits in the future, it will be difficult to ascend to the sky.

Without military merit, it is difficult to open the path of transcendence for them.

They can only die ruthlessly on this land under the torrent of time, so their morale is extremely strong now, and they want to play with humans all the time.

A month later!

The rumbling war drums resounded across the land, and countless legions of the dark race slowly flooded the turquoise grassland.

Tens of thousands of trumpets were sounded everywhere on the battlefield.

The roar of excitement was shouted by one Dark Legion soldier after another.

Excited, they wielded their weapons, and wanted to go on the battlefield to fight all the time, and use force to cut everything for themselves.

Between heaven and earth, on the grassland where the invisible murderous aura fills the air.

Within a month, hundreds of thousands of nomadic cavalry, in units of 10,000 people, desperately harassed this army with extremely high morale.

However, their results were quite miserable, rushing forward in waves, opening the gap, and then killing the creatures of darkness as before.

As a result, no matter how they charged this time, although they could also disrupt the formation of the dark creatures, the other party just didn't break and flee.

Two or three percent of the dead and wounded have to fight with them to the end, and they are desperately playing with their lives one by one.

Dragged down, they can be wrapped in a dumpling by the Dark Army in the blink of an eye, and then there will be a bloody massacre.

There are some clever cavalry legions, like the first wave of those who attacked the dark legion, with speed, shooting their arrows quickly, and then turning around and running.

With the speed of the cavalry, the infantry on the opposite side cannot reach them, but they can inflict a lot of damage on the opponent with bow and arrow strikes at all times.

As a result, their fate was even more tragic, every time they used such tactics, 100,000 Harpy Sky Archers wearing demonic beast skin armor and invulnerable Harpy Sky Archers rose into the air.

Flying high enough, faster than them, back and forth covered with a rain of arrows.

With more fights and fewer fights, plus the opponent can fly, there are countless ground legions and cavalry legions in the rear, and none of them ran back.

Even the third-order nobles of those human tribes did not escape the pursuit of the harpy and died tragically on the battlefield.

After losing more than 100,000 troops, the opposite side was completely frightened, and they all became shrinking turtles.

"Your Majesty!"

"That group of human cavalry is less daring than the fat fish, and they have been retreating these days, and they are not engaged with our army at all!"

"We've been chasing for almost six hundred miles, and the other party has no intention of fighting a decisive battle at all!"

"Although the morale of the little cubs is strong, there is no way to go on like this!"

Legendary Harpy Monica Wright clasped her chest and saluted.

Since the destruction of the three waves of cavalry legions that wanted to fly kites tactically to kill dark creatures, the humans on the other side have become quite cunning.

They go forward, the other person retreats, they stop to eat and drink, and the other stops to eat and drink.

Kill them with an army, and they turn around and run.

The harpy was ready to rely on her flight speed to teach the other party a hard lesson, and three or five human legends jumped out.

Staring at the Harpy Legion with malicious eyes.

In the face of the legendary threat, of course, the Harpy Legion could not rush over stupidly, and turned to the bosses in the rear to ask for help.

In the face of the legends of the human race, they could not show weakness in these dark legends, and the seven dark legends with extraordinary legions turned their heads and condensed a hundred meters of dark creatures above their own legions, and rushed forward slowly.

The remaining twenty-seven legends stood on top of the hundred-meter-tall dark creatures, ready to teach each other a hard lesson.

As a result, something that made them helpless happened, seeing the transcendent legion make a move, the legend of the other party also turned around and ran, and there was no shadow in an instant.

Only they were left messy in the wind.

They went back and forth so many times, only to make their heads bigger a few times.

"Your Majesty!"

"We must find a way, if we drag on like this, our logistics line will be too long!"

"Those cubs in the rear, now carrying a hundred catties of grain to us, will eat eighty catties on the way!"

"Only twenty catties can be eaten by this group of guys under their command."

"It's too much loss!"

"And the human cavalry is still attacking our rear at all times to make up the line of food!"

"If it is too long, the protection of our food supply lines will become weaker."

Tia Lydia put one hand on her chest and said worriedly.

In her eyes, the humans on the other side are a bunch of hooligans, fighting and not fighting, running and not running, and sometimes disgusting them, just like annoying flies, which makes the elves feel disgusted.