A team of heavily armed half-blood elven warriors rushed into the dark cavern......

Two lanterns hung on the rock wall, emitting a dim glow.

A group of gray dwarves gathered around a flat rock, and they screamed as they watched as two strong gray dwarves wrestled their wrists, and the two wrestling gray dwarves had red faces, the green tendons on their necks were angry, and the muscles in their arms were bulging, desperately trying to press each other against the stone platform.

A few gray dwarves were lazily napping against the rock wall, and a gray dwarf lying at the very edge of the mine suddenly woke up from his dream, and he vaguely heard the 'clatter' of metal armor rubbing against it, mixed with the sound of chaotic footsteps.

His eyes widened like brass bells, his hands propped himself on the cold stone wall, and he sat up at once.

The footsteps grew clearer and clearer as they grew closer and closer, and he immediately realized that something was wrong......

Hurriedly pushed his sleeping companion next to him to wake up.

"Wake up, something seems wrong......" he said to his companion in dwarven language.

After his companion was woken up by him, his brain was still a little dizzy, and he grabbed the gray dwarf by the neck with both hands, and scolded angrily: "You want to die, don't you? ”

The gray dwarf was caught off guard and was thrown to the ground by his companion, and the two then scuffled.

By the sound of footsteps in the mine had awakened all the grey dwarves, the half-blood elven warriors had rushed out of the mine.

The gray dwarves in the mine immediately shouted and raised their weapons from the corners of the mines, trying to keep the heavily armed elven warriors in the mines.

The mine pickaxes and stone hammers held by the gray dwarves are all bulky weapons, and the elven swords in the hands of the half-blood elf warriors are all the same, although they are not the well-made standard weapons of the Silver Pegasus Legion, but they are also excellent weapons, and the half-blood elf warriors used their shields to block the stone hammer and pickaxe, and the long swords in their hands stabbed out along the edge of the shield, leaving wounds on the gray dwarves.

The half-blood elven warriors underestimated the power of the gray dwarves, and they all held shields in their left arms, and when the stone hammer was smashed down, the shields were suddenly smashed into clear dents.

The half-blood elven warriors in the front row were forced to take two steps back......

Even if the gray dwarves were stabbed in the bloody holes by the elves with their long swords, they relied on a brute force to raise the stone hammer and launch a fierce attack on the half-blood elves.

At this moment, someone among the half-blood elf warriors suddenly shouted:

"Put!"

The half-blood elven warriors standing in the front row withdrew their shields and twisted their bodies, and suddenly half of their bodies were relinquished, and feathered arrows with white air currents flew out one after another, all of them shooting at the gray dwarves who rushed ahead.

The feathered arrows were extremely sharp, and the gray dwarf robbers were almost naked on their upper bodies, without even a layer of leather armor on their bodies.

A group of gray dwarves screamed in unison, and by the time they rushed up, the half-blood elven warriors in the front row had already raised their irises again, and this time they swung them forward with all their might.

"Collapse ......"

There was a series of muffled sounds, and suddenly a half-blood elf warrior was smashed to the ground by the gray dwarf with a stone hammer.

But behind these half-blood elven warriors with shields, there was a row of elven warriors with spears.

The gray dwarves attacked too fiercely, and they couldn't stop at this time, and the gray dwarves in front of them were pushed to the tip of the spear by the gray dwarves behind, and they let out a painful scream for a while.

Roy, who was also standing in the ranks of half-blood elven warriors with spears in hand, saw a gray dwarf leap high, a pickaxe in his hand raised above his head, and chiseled down the shoulder of a half-blood elf, and opened the 'Book of Judgment', and a hammer of judgment flew out of the book of judgment, right in the chest of the gray dwarf.

Instantly knocked the gray dwarf to the ground......

Although the gray dwarves had a brute force, when the gray dwarves who rushed to the front were all stabbed to the ground by spears, the heavily armed half-blood elves once again formed a shield wall, and the feathered arrows at the back of the team flew in the dim cavern, and the second row of gray dwarves was suddenly full of feathered arrows.

When the Half-Blood Elf Warrior puts his spear on his shield and pushes forward again.

Although the half-blood elves were much inferior to these gray dwarves in terms of strength, they resisted the onslaught of the gray dwarves with the armor on their bodies.

The sturdy body of the gray dwarf could hold the feathered arrows, but it could not stop the long sword and the spear......

In two charges, more than a dozen gray dwarves fell to the ground, and the other gray dwarves also had several feathered arrows stuck in their bodies, and the last bit of courage in the hearts of the gray dwarves disappeared when they saw the half-blood elves coming out of the mine in a steady stream.

All the gray dwarves in the cavern kept retreating in a rain of arrows......

As they tried to flee into the cavern behind them, the half-blood elven warriors poured into the cavern and kept closing in on the gray dwarves.

Then the gray dwarves dropped their weapons, turned and fled into the mine.

The half-blood elves did not blindly chase after them, but divided into teams of warriors and entered the mine in an orderly manner.

As for the twenty or so gray dwarves who were injured and fell to the ground in the mine, as long as they still had a breath, the half-blood elves would first tie them up and then help them bandage their wounds.

These gray dwarves are still very powerful, but they lack armor.

Even if they only wore a thin layer of light armor, it was still unknown which way the balance of victory would tilt in this battle.

The wounded half-blood warrior remained in the cavern, following the squad of warriors behind him to dispose of the grey dwarf captives in the cave.

Roy checked and saw that the arms of four half-blood elves had been broken by the gray dwarves with a stone hammer.

Roy left them in the mines, while he followed the other half-blood elven warriors in pursuit of the other escaped gray dwarves.

……

This time, the Darkmoon Elves have learned the lesson of their battle with the Grey Dwarf bandits, knowing that the Grey Dwarves will flee if they can't defeat them.

When the gray dwarves burrow through the mines, the Dark Moon Elves can't stop them.

Once they were in a small cavern, there was nothing the Darkmoon Elves could do with the gray dwarves.

That's why they didn't go head-to-head with the gray dwarves.

Abandoning the frontal battle, the Darkmoon Elf warriors scattered across several key points in the mines, planning to stab the gray dwarves in the back as they tried to escape.

In a dimly lit corner deep in the mines, a Dark Moon Elf warrior clutched a sharp dagger and hid beside a rock.

His body fused with the rocks, the mine was so dark that he was standing right in the middle of nowhere.

The Darkmoon Elf warrior was one of the ten Darkmoon warriors Roy had brought with him from the Second Mine, and he silently adjusted his breathing, heard the shouts of killing in the cave not far away, and tried to resist his urge to rush out, quietly waiting for the gray dwarf to deliver to the door.

Sure enough, there were screams in the mine, and there were some gray dwarves shouting in the mine, and he knew that the opportunity had come......

It didn't take long to see the figure of a gray dwarf running towards this side, although the mine was very dark, the dark moon elves could still distinguish those gray dwarves in the pitch black environment.

His hand shaking as he held the dagger.

Just as the gray dwarf swept in front of him, the Dark Moon Elf found the opportunity to stretch out his arm, and the dagger in his hand pierced into the gray dwarf's chest accurately, and the Dark Moon Elf warrior pulled out the dagger violently, without looking at the gray dwarf who fell to the ground behind him, and once again disappeared into the dark mine.

The gray dwarf who followed behind only saw his companion in front of him fall forward suddenly, and he didn't even feel the shadow of the Dark Moon Elf.

He hurriedly stopped, squatted down and patted the shoulder of his fallen companion, called him twice, saw that he was convulsed all over, and there was no reaction, so he had the courage to turn his companion's body over, and saw that he was already breathing weakly, and a blood hole in his chest was constantly spurting blood, and the cave floor had been stained with blood.

At this moment, he was so frightened that his hairs stood on end, and the pupils of his eyes contracted suddenly.

A dagger poked out from the back of his neck, and as the faded arm flashed in front of him, the gray dwarf felt a sharp pain in his throat, and suddenly a stream of warm blood gushed out of his neck.

He was so frightened that he covered his throat with his hand, but in his panic he couldn't stop bleeding.

Choked on some blood in his lungs, making it impossible for him to breathe.

He only felt that his heart was beating violently, but his body had become so weak that he couldn't even shout.

He was kicked from behind and fell on top of his companion......

Two seconds later, another gray dwarf ran to the mouth of the mine, and when he saw his two companions lying in a pool of blood, he stopped abruptly, looked around vigilantly, waved his pickaxe around him, and shouted in elven voice: "Hey, boy, dare you come out and fight me!" ”

The Dark Moon Elf was obviously crouching beside the Gray Dwarf, and if the Gray Dwarf moved his left leg half a step to the left at this time, he could even kick him in the face with one leg.

But the Dark Moon Elf just squatted there motionless, not even looking at him more.

The gray dwarf did not find the murderer of his companion, and did not dare to wait too long at the entrance of the cave, and when he saw another gray dwarf running behind him, he put down his pickaxe and greeted the gray dwarf, reminding him: "Be careful, there is a dark moon elf hiding in this place......"

The gray dwarf could not finish his sentence when he saw his companion staring behind him with wide eyes, his eyes conveying surprise and fear......

The gray dwarf immediately realized that something was wrong, and he didn't dare to look back, silently swinging the pickaxe back in his hand while squatting down violently.

Unfortunately, he still felt a chill in the back of his neck, and then fell headlong in the mine.

The Darkmoon Elf warrior gracefully bowed to the grey dwarf who had just arrived.

His body took two steps back, and then it turned into a faint black mist under the other party's nose, and instantly melted into the darkness.

(End of chapter)