The Knight of Kinkey tightened the belt on his saddle, and the warhorse snorted twice, sweeping his face with his mane. "Don't worry, I'll charge with you," he reassured softly. The other knights were doing the same, checking their mounts and weapons to make sure both men and horses were ready.

Siegel rides on a black Phantom Pony and defends himself with an Elven cuirass and an archery-proof cloak. He held a defensive staff, a sword hanging from his waist, and two cloth bags next to the neck of the black magic horse, containing magazines for repeating crossbows and plasma crossbows. The rest of the soldiers were basically the same as him, except for the staff they had replaced with shields.

It was not yet dawn, only a faint glimmer of light appeared in the eastern sky. After waiting for more than ten days, the soldiers from the north returned one after another, and the knights of Mir City were ready for battle.

They left as a well-trained team and returned as an elite army. The Heim Leader warriors, watered with the blood of orc life, are preparing to harvest the flesh of the elves.

Siegel sat on his horse, clenched the reins, his face as pale as water, facing the coming dawn. Just after a night without moonlight, the elven moon god may be sleeping, and the priest who believes in the moon god is at a low point. As for the other elves......

With the combined efforts of the Elemental Rune Array and the Energy Focusing Lens, Siegel began a non-stop harassment war.

A variety of elements continue to attack the elves. The air elemental attacks from the sky, the water elemental advances along the shield river, the earth elemental lurks underground, and the fire elemental jumps between the bonfires. In terms of head-to-head confrontation, these elemental creatures are no match for the elven army at all. Whether it's a ranger's bow and arrows or a warrior's sword and gun, these invaders can be eliminated quickly. But their target is not the elves. It's everything else.

Destroyed tents. Burnt supplies. All of this was exhausting for the elves. The newly planted saplings were also killed, and the plan to advance the forest was constantly delayed.

The elven mages suffered heavy losses in Waterdeep, but the Mage Guild took the opportunity to start sending spellcasters to the New World, and even reopened the teleportation array to the Three Peaks Tower. The elves are at loggerheads with the Mage Guild, and it is impossible to send all of their valuable spellcaster resources to Myr City, after all, mages are needed in all regions, especially the Elven Forest.

With the help of the magic array, Siegel finally gained the upper hand.

Alexander, the lion king who became a lich, secretly came to Heimland. This gave Siegel a boost of confidence. Although the Lion King is very clear that he will not participate in the attack on the elves, if the elven caster wants to use magic to attack Mir City, then he will definitely not let the mistakes of the Three Peaks Pagoda repeat here.

With all this preparation, Siegel felt that it was time to fight the elves.

He remembered the letter he had received from Lord Uther not long ago, hoping that Siegel would open the situation as soon as possible, join the Southern Lords Alliance, and drive out the elven invaders entrenched in the territory together. He mentions the recent appearance of the Plasma Crossbow on the market, arguing that this weapon has reversed the unfavorable situation of humanity in the battle against the Ancient Tree of War, and kindly reminds Siegel to equip as much as he can.

The information obtained from caravans and smugglers was different. Most of the southern lords no longer had the strength to resist, or even the money to buy supplies. If it weren't for the fear that the caravan would be detained, it would result in the loss of all external communications. They have long since become robbers. Siegel thought of the chaos that had arisen in various places after the defeat of the Southern Lords' coalition army, which also urged him to solve the elven problem as soon as possible.

The only thing that worries him is Janet.

Three days ago, Janet followed Edith out of Myr City and headed for the Elven Forest. "Only where the forces of nature are strong can druids cast spells better. Edith explains: "The city of Myr is at war, and there are swords and flames everywhere. Just as a mage travels to a place where elemental power is barren, druids feel short of mana in Myr. To be on the safe side, I took her to the Elven Forest myself to fulfill my promise. ”

Hearing this, Siegel hesitated, and Janet was even more reluctant to go. But the power of the devil is at stake, and God knows when it will go wrong again. Under Siegel's persuasion, Janet left the baby in the care of the wet nurse and had to follow Edith away.

"The lord's wife was injured during the devil's attack and needs medical treatment. "If anyone asks, that's an explanation to the people of Myr. As for why it wasn't in Myr City, and didn't use Red's treatment, no one knew.

Hopefully no one will ever know. Siegel moved his fingers to see them spread out and bring them together. Only nimble hands can use magical spells - whether swordsmanship or spells. The power of the four elements is attached to the thumb, middle finger, ring finger, and little finger, and then gathered on the index finger according to the composition of one's mind and mantra, and it becomes a complete spell and is launched. It was an experience that he had never had before, it was like learning a sword technique that had never appeared in the world, which not only opened up his horizons, but also increased his strength. In this way, he began to reconstruct the spell, starting with the simplest light and continuing with teleportation. As his experience continues to increase, he will slowly embark on the path of an archmage.

"Your Excellency, it's time to go. Knight Knight came to Siegel and woke him up from his magical thoughts.

"Open the gates," Siegel nodded at the guards, performing a massive light spell on the cavalry. "This time you must be fast, the target is still the elven war tree, don't fight with the elven archers, and don't run in a straight line stupidly, I don't want to see you shot to death, you know?"

"Yes!" replied the cavalrymen in unison.

The sky had just broken and the faint light on the surface of the Shield River shimmered with the water waves, reflecting through the morning mist. Using the Silent Runestone, the entire cavalry silently rushed out of the city of Mir and pounced on the elven camp.

It was the third raid in one day. The first two were carried out by the orc Huck and his half-orc cavalry, taking advantage of the moonless night and taking advantage of the elves' ability to not have dark vision. Their half-orc cavalry had been trained for a long time, and the cavalry and horses were so well matched that they could participate in battle even with their mounts blindfolded. The first raid elves were on guard. Only the perimeter fence was destroyed. The second raid stormed the camp. Some tents were lit. Figured out the layout in the camp.

Siegel then gave the elves four hours to rest and personally lead the third sneak attack before dawn. The elves repaired some fortifications and made preparations, but in the moments before dawn, they were still a little relaxed.

The alarm horn was just sounding when the fireball blasted through the barricades that the elves had made improvised out of chests and planks. Siegel raised the Elemental Rune Scepter and mobilized the strength of the entire territory's defensive array. Summons a large number of elemental creatures to help. Their largest is no more than a bloodhound, and the smallest is no bigger than a mouse, but they are surprisingly numerous. The only purpose of these elements is to destroy as much as possible.

Immediately after storming the camp, they turned left and threw canisters of fire oil along the way. None of them had torches with them, as they did not expose their targets before the raid, and they did not need to prepare open flames, as the fire elemental would help with the later ignitions.

The camp of the War Ancient Tree was ahead, and Siegel waved to the left and right, and the raiding team immediately divided into two groups and surrounded it. The ancient tree of war pounced on it with heavy steps. They were greeted by a plasma bolt that slashed their heads and covered their faces.

Elven arrows flew in, and many knights were shot. The elves had expected to see them fall from their horses. But I didn't expect these knights to be able to continue fighting with arrows stuck in their bodies. All of the mass-produced magic armor of the entire Heim Territory is concentrated on the raiders, who wear it to those who fight. This armor greatly weakens the power of elven arrows, reducing the number of casualties in Heim's collar.

Each knight can only shoot one magazine at each ancient war tree, and then must attack the next one. The lord's command greatly increased the coverage of the plasma crossbow. Seeing some druids rushing towards them, trying to save the ancient trees with dispel metal, Siegel led ten cavalry to meet them and block them with bursts of crossbow bolts.

"Don't slow down, keep your mount moving!" Siegel ran out of ammo and charged with his staff aloft. He let out a loud cry, and the staff drew a circle in the air, and a web of fire immediately appeared in front of him. The druid was stopped and had to transform back into human form from beast form so that he could cast his dispel magic. They shouted at their attackers, "Stop, you wicked spellcaster!"

It was really a scolding word with no new meaning, and Siegel booed. Flames rose violently, blocking the druid's view. As they chanted a spell to call for rain, Siegel leaped high from the wall of fire on a Phantom Pony. Black hair and black horsehair fluttered together and fluttered in the air. When I looked at it, I thought it was a black flame.

Siegel swung his staff and slammed it into the druid's skull. His spell could never be completed, and his body, which had lived for thousands of years, died. The other druids pounced on him, either into brown bears or into tigers, trying to tear him apart with their sharp teeth and mouths. The Phantom Pony kicked the ground, sped up and flew over the heads of all the beasts.

The wall of fire suddenly became smaller, and the cavalry led by Heim rushed over. Spears, swords, and hammers hammered mercilessly on the beast. Riding the last warrior and throwing the oil canister at the mortally wounded elf, a rat-like flame elemental slipped over, drawing strength from the wall of fire, and then causing a fire.

"Siegel!"

I don't know why, in the noisy battlefield, in the camp where people and horses are neighing, Siegel still hears the call clearly. He turned his head to see Master Leah standing on a watchtower, bending his bow and arrow, aiming at Siegel.

Time stood still for two seconds before it started running again. Siegel saw the elven master's mouth shape and knew that it was the elven word for "quick annihilation of the enemy".

The elven longbow glowed silvery-white, like the light of the moon, and the arrows shot like shooting stars. With a wave of his right hand, a flash of lightning burst from the tip of his index finger.

Meteors are fast, but they can't beat lightning. For the first, second, and third arrows, Siegel unleashed the power of lightning, fire, and ice in succession, knocking three arrows out of the air.

"You can't defeat me!" Siegel shouted, "Get out of my land and give me back peace!"

Elf Leah didn't reply, silently grabbed three arrows and put them on the bowstring together.

Three arrows came in a volley, glowing with magic. They spin in the air, arcing in three different trajectories, and it is impossible to shoot them all down with a single attack spell except to open their shields.

Siegel frowned, pinched a spell in his left hand, leapt from the Phantom Pony, and vanished into thin air. He suddenly appeared on the watchtower, right next to Elf Leah.

His left hand rested on the elf's shoulder, and the power of lightning burst out, roaring through the armor and piercing the elf's body. Leah let out a scream and immediately passed out.

Siegel stopped the power of the lightning and pressed his hand into Leah's carotid artery. He kept his hand when he used his magic, so the elven master's heartbeat was still there.

Just as he breathed a sigh, he suddenly felt the light around him twist, and the shadow behind him seemed to move. A diminutive creature leaps out of the shadows, piercing through all magical defenses, stabbing the serpentine dagger into Siegel's throat and into his brain.

That's what will happen in five seconds. (To be continued.) )