On the other side of the battlefield, Akane had already commanded the elven army to meet Iscara's First Legion. Akane had 10,000 elven warriors under her command, and she didn't make any large-scale adjustments to her troops like Richard. She herself fell to the ground, carrying the blue sky, ahead of all the elves, and facing an endless array of enemies.

Looking at Akane's fluttering ponytail, Richard wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything. Let Akane fight her way!" Richard thought. When the final chapter of her life plays, all she needs is a heart-pounding battle. If the elven alliance is also handed over to Richard's command, the combat power will naturally be different, but the final result will not change.

There is only one type of warrior in Iscara's First Legion, which is a monster similar to the Horned Demon, with a thick and powerful upper body, the size of a ploughing ox, and its horns and claws are dangerous weapons. In terms of appearance and strength, they are weaker than the real Horned Demons, so they can be called Weak Horned Demons. The strength of this monster is about 8 to 10, which is not outstanding, but there are too many of them.

When the elven phalanx was still a few hundred meters away from the opponent, a rain of arrows let out a sharp roar, crossed the sky over the battlefield, and instantly fell into the phalanx of the First Legion. In an instant, a small blank space appeared in the dense phalanx, like a bubble on the surface of the sewage water.

The bubbles bloomed one by one, and in the blink of an eye, they were drowned again. In Akane's team, the eight hundred elven archers also have the ability to shoot thirty long arrows in one minute. The sustained rain of arrows is terrifying, sending hundreds of enemies down with each salvo. But the problem is that the quantitative gap between the two sides is too great. The weak-horned demons of the First Legion quickly filled the gap, and then a faint red light flashed on each weak-horned demon, and they became visibly irritable, and accelerated, howling and pounced on the elves on the opposite side!

Akane rushed to the front, and instantly disappeared into the group of weak horn demons. She held up the blue sky high, and the artifact that had existed since the era of the Elven Empire was already entangled with blue-gold thunder! With a loud shout that resounded through the clouds, the blue sky shot down in the air, and a large piece of blue-gold thunder rolled forward like a stormy wave, and in an instant, it covered the cone-shaped space at a forty-five-degree angle in front of it, and the extension range reached dozens of meters!

All the weak horned demons in the blue gold thunder burned and fell, instantly turning into charred corpses. In front of Akane, a blank space was suddenly cleared. Hundreds of Weakhorn Demons were killed by Akane with a single blow, but many more Weakhorn Demons poured into the empty space. They trampled on the corpses of their companions and jumped and pounced on Akane with a fierce expression.

Akane sneered, and the blue sky stabbed forward, and a condensed cyan light shot out from the edge of the spear, thirty meters long. This light then opened to the wings like an open folding fan, turning into a green curtain of light. The light curtain swept over the countless weak-horned demons without hindrance, just as these weak-horned demons did not exist at all. The Weakhorned Demons were still screaming and lunging forward, but when they leapt into the air, their bodies suddenly split into two! The thin curtain of light had an incomparable cutting power, and no matter which part of the Horned Demon's body swept by, it would be one in two.

Blood rained down in the air, but a large blank space appeared in front of Akane again. Just two blows to kill the thousand-headed weak-horned demon, this is the power of the legend, enough to fight the power of the army with the strength of one self!

No matter how fast the weak horn demon moves, it will take time to fill the gap in the battle line, and their pressure on the front of the elf battle array is immediately much lighter, and the elf battle array immediately turns into a cone, with Akane as the sharp edge, and deeply cuts into the weak horn demon's battle array.

Only then did Richard begin to give the order: "The whole army is ready! The No. 3 mage group will bless the left flank shield battle, and the No. 6 mage group will bless the right flank shield battle......

A long list of orders erupted like a storm, and in an instant all the warriors moved, and everyone knew what they were going to do, because they all got the corresponding orders. More than 200 members of the jurists were divided into more than 70 groups by Richard, and each of them had a clear order. When countless small and seemingly unrelated orders were executed, the effect was shocking.

Richard's phalanx began to move forward slowly, then gradually accelerated. As he advanced, the formation evolved from a phalanx to a sharp arrow, diagonally to the flank and rear of the Weak-Horned Demon line. This kind of command, which changes formations on the march and moves from one dense formation to another, is almost impossible to achieve. But now, it's being done in Richard's fine-tuning of the smallest parts.

Akane is still moving forward. She walked forward with the same pace, and the blue sky continued to burst out with brilliant light, and each time the light flashed, it meant that hundreds of weak horned demons had become victims. Akane suddenly stopped, and the spear was as fast as lightning in the air. With every shot, an officer of the Weak-Horned Demon explodes and dies. The Dark Mage in charge of the command was also shot at the point, and with a roar, dozens of strong horned demons jumped up in front of it, covering the Dark Mage tightly with their own bodies. One by one, these Horned Demons exploded like rolling blood dragons, pointing in the direction of the Dark Mage. The Dark Mage was blown away, but apparently not dead. On the one hand, it was more than three hundred meters away from Akane, and in the middle, multiple strong horn demons weakened the power of Akane's shot with their lives. On the other hand, its individual strength has also reached level eighteen, which is comparable to Richard in terms of strength alone.

The Dark Mage rolled in the air and landed behind the army. In an instant, Akane killed a number of officers, and the first legion of weak horned demons finally appeared in chaos.

As the Dark Mage was about to fall back into his warriors, a strange > suddenly rang out in the air

Counting on a fireball to solve a great mage, but it is still possible to do it if he can't command the army for the time being.≡

Richard's troops had already increased to full speed, and at this moment they turned into blades, stabbing into the ribs of the flanks and backs of the First Legion, and in the blink of an eye, they came out of it again. Behind them, this fully elite force left a blood-colored arc. At the same time, they split thousands of Weakhorn Demons from the entire battle array.

Richard didn't slow down in the slightest, directing his troops to revolve around the Weakhorn Demon who had been cut off. This force was like a huge flesh millstone at the moment, and every time it circled, it would grind hundreds of Weak Horn Demons into flesh and blood.

In the distance, the blue sky once again shot blue-gold thunder, and Richard's troops were already in and out of the enemy's rear. The Weakhorned Demons were finally in disarray, and could no longer organize effective defenses and offensives, and the result of a scattered mess was the beginning of the slaughter.

Richard galloped on his horse, and the moonlight of the long knife brought up a curtain of light that swept over the neck of the dark mage. Killing the opposing legion commander means that the battle is completely victorious. There are still nearly 10,000 weak-horned demons alive on the battlefield, and they are like flies without a head, some are charging, some are defending, and some are at a loss. It's only a matter of time before they are eliminated.

Richard slowed down the pace of his attacks, allowing the warriors to harvest the remaining Weakhorn Demons, as well as to take a break. There are three wellspring druids in his troops, and their greatest feature is that they can stimulate the speed at which the priest can absorb outside energy, thus greatly increasing the speed at which mana can be restored. The magic of priests and priests not only healed injuries, but also restored the strength and body of the warriors. When necessary, divine magic can also stimulate the life potential of humans, so as to gain temporary powerful combat power by burning life.

The First Legion had fallen, but the war had only just begun. Like the center of the stage, the curtain is slowly being raised.

"Yes, yes, quite a wonderful show, you cost me ...... Oh, and it takes two months to gather the strength. And my own loss was even smaller than I expected. In the long loneliness, this is indeed a rare thing worth noting. Now, as a reward for you, I'll throw more pieces on the board. It's not going to be that easy this time!"

With the sound of Iscara overpowering a qiē, two more legions began to move, entering the battlefield without hurrying. Richard watched two new enemies from afar. Both corps were slightly smaller in number than the first, both around thirty thousand. However, not only are they a level higher than the Weak-Horned Demons, but they are not a single-class legion composed of Weak-Horned Demons like the First Legion. In both legions, there are the stronghorns, who are distinctly thick and powerful, as well as the longbowmen and spearthrowers with four arms. The black mages that float in the air like bamboo stalks signify the power of magical strikes. Each of the two legions was stronger than the first, and when they appeared at the same time, the pressure Richard and Akane felt was by no means simply combined.

For Richard, it was an uphill battle. Akane's elven forces began to suffer heavy casualties. Akane was still unstoppable, and every wave of the blue sky took hundreds of lives, but her bravery alone could not save her army. Richard's face was pale, his brain power had been squeezed to the limit, and one command after another poured out like a stream of water, never stopping. A small army of 1,200 men, but the combat power almost let Richard play to the extreme, repeatedly interspersed, surrounded, attacked, killed, and detached, this unit is like a swimming fish full of thorns, and every swing of the tail will make the enemy drop a piece of meat.

The assault power and mobility of the elite troops also allowed Richard to fully exert themselves, and the rugged and complex terrain on the battlefield also became a big help at this moment. Two large legions could not encircle Richard's far smaller army.

The elven troops are still fighting to the death, and their formation is tight and solid, and they have not been chaotic until now. The elves are like a reef that attracts many enemies to revolve around it and slap at it. But in terms of the number of kills, Akane's troops are starting to fall short of Richard's army, and the gap is widening.

PS: The legendary second update is coming.