The large, bloated, and wounded ranks made the difficult retreat last two days and two nights, and it was only after the last group of refugees finally entered the tunnel that my heart was back in its throat...... As for the refugees in the canyon, I don't have time to wait for them to slowly pull out, and little Gardnan understands that.

After packing everything and making sure nothing was missing, I retreated into the passage with the two regiments that had been held behind.

When the last soldier retreated, a large number of vines suddenly appeared on the dirt floor at the entrance of the passage, tangled with each other and growing rapidly, and many large trees of the thickness of one person growing in the middle...... In an instant, the entrance of the passage was sealed tightly, and the plants on the one qiē were exactly the same as the dense forests on both sides, as if this passage had never existed.

And we closed a passage as we walked out, as if something was directing the plants to grow, and the whole scene made my soldiers' eyes fall when they saw it......

After daybreak, Carlos came running to report to me about the wounded, and the strange thing made Carlos, who had always been shrewd and steady, stutter this time.

Walking on this passage, the recovery speed of the light and severe wounded was far beyond my imagination, and the bodies of many of the lightly injured have completely recovered, and the injuries of the seriously injured have all stabilized, and they have not died since entering the passage!

Carlos was a very serious fellow, and he took great pains to find out the cause, which turned out to be the faintly scented grass that grew in the passage. This grass has excellent healing properties, and the smell alone is already so magical, what if you swallow it whole?

What else is there to be polite about this. I ordered to Carlos. Not only did this "baby" be used externally and internally for the wounded. There are also more than 100 wagons loaded with mud - such a good treasure, of course, it will be transported back to the dark line to save artificial cultivation!

There were fruit trees within a hundred paces on both sides of the passage, and the fruit on them was much better than dry food, and no one touched the dry food for those refugees. They eat fruit at every meal, and they can actually eat full of energy, and I can't help but sigh that they are really easy to feed...... If only eating mud and gnawing stones could fill their stomachs.

Wide passages, healing grass, fruit trees on the side of the road, and great space to rest...... The qiē on this passage is simply "tailor-made" for our tired team mixed with many injuries.

I was not surprised to think that this was mostly marshmallow-dried good, but a lot of rumors spread among the soldiers and refugees.

One of the sayings I'm most happy to accept is that "the passage of the creation zào is a mysterious figure." The mysterious figure did this on the orders of Chief Cohen, and was scolded by Chief Cohen for moving a little slower......"

One that I reluctantly accepted was "This passage is created by a mysterious person, and Chief Cohen has a very close relationship with the mysterious person who created this passage, and he came to help when he saw that Chief Cohen was in a difficult situation......"

And the category that makes me the most unacceptable is "Chief Cohen has many mysterious friends, and this passage is the ...... they created at the request of Chief Cohen"

I am very dissatisfied with the word "request", have I ever asked for a marshmallow?

But in any case, these rumors have deepened my influence among the refugees, looking at this passage that cannot be done by manpower, the refugees believe that I am a very powerful character, and it is right to follow me!

So...... I'm not going to refute the rumors.

The first day of retreat into the channel. The whole army advanced about eighty miles or so. I'm very frustrated with this speed, but in fact I've done my best. With millions of refugees in tow, it's impossible to increase the speed.

We're slow on our side, and reinforcements from the Demon Alliance's side have already arrived. According to the report of the Winged Scouts, the Demon Alliance behind them swarmed in the direction of Tucheng like a nest, and it seemed that they had received the news of the defeat in the battle.

It was just getting dark, and the Scout of the Demon Alliance came to the passage, and I was munching on fruit.

"Old ...... Great!" Wen Hui, who flew back from the air, fell beside me, got up in a hurry, and said to me: "The enemy scouts are coming!"

"What's the panic?" I spit out the kernel in my mouth and wiped the sweat from my forehead, "What is it?

"Boss, this is not a joke...... "Wen is very strict, very strict, "It's a griffin!"

"Griffin?" I scratched my head, surprised that Wen, who had always been hippie and smiling, would also have a stern expression: "What's that?"

"The griffin, one of the rarer beasts, resembles a winged lion, with sharp claws and a strong physique. Although not as nimble as our wingers, its lethality is far superior to ours. Wen said a little unnaturally: "So...... That's the natural enemy of our winged people. ”

"Afraid of this?" I said disapprovingly, "They are monsters, you are winged people, they have no brains, but you have brains...... You can cook them and eat them if you want, what are you afraid of them?"

"Boss...... Griffins are indeed monsters, right. Wen's expression became a little crying and laughing: "Griffons that can be used as scouts, they will carry griffin knights on their backs...... They have brains. ”

"!" I slammed to my feet, "All the hunting teams are on standby!"

It stands to reason that it doesn't matter if the griffin of the Demon Alliance sees the passage, there are no people in this dense forest. The reason I'm so nervous is because the canyon was blocked earlier - God knows what else will change in this battle?

My orders were passed quickly through the ranks.

All the people found a place to hide, the refugees retreated into the dense forest on both sides of the passage, the soldiers of the logistics regiment covered the wagons with branches or something, and some refugees with children were also trying their best to restrain their children...... Although they are working hard, I am not very optimistic about the effect of this, after all, the wide passage is too conspicuous in the air.

Except for a faint noise from the killing team that had been ordered to enter the ambush position, the entire passage fell silent.

Before retreating into the passage, the formation of the hunting team was replenished by me. The number has reached 100. Not only are all the elven archers incorporated. There are also a large number of highly accomplished magicians.

There are magic bows and arrows in the distance. Approaching the bladed iron fist, the combat effectiveness of the hunting squad complements each other and complements each other.

These hunting squads have become a veritable special unit in our army, and if they are discovered by the enemy later, I can only hope that they can kill the enemy griffons.

A hand stretched out from a large tree on the side of the passage, and the palm of the hand kept flipping, making various gestures with the five fingers.

"The enemy scout quickly approached the center, in the direction of the left front. The height is low, the number is three ......" I looked at this changing gesture, and my heart had already begun to calculate quickly, and then I gestured to the commander of the hunting team on the side.

The commander of the hunting team was an elven mage, and at this point, his mage robe was gone, replaced by a summoned vine plant. He's using teleportation to get my orders to every hunting squad, and in general, telekinesis is a rather mana-consuming form of magic, but this kind of short-distance communication elves should be able to handle it.

"The enemy forces are approaching. Thirty knots away......" The lookout continued to relay the message: "Twenty arms apart from each other. ”

"Raid preparations. I continued to give a silent order: "Don't let one go." ”

A few elven archers were slowly firing their bows, their dark green arrows stained with poisonous juice gradually rising. This venom was obtained from the Demon Alliance. The mages had turned around and prepared their magic in the direction of the enemy's approach, while the others hidden in the canopy had lowered their bodies.

Poison arrows, magic, and leaping attacks, hopefully these attacks will work, or we'll be doomed if the news leaks out, and it's hard to imagine that the Demon Coalition will be merciful and spare us.

"The enemy is approaching the center, fifteen knots ...... away" The watchpost's gesture is changing: "The rest have not changed. ”

"Ten Sections ......"

"Five Sections ......"

"Contact distance ......"

Through the gaps in the leaves, I saw three colorful shadows speeding diagonally towards the passage, each griffon the size of two horses, its wings fluttering in a regular manner, the churned currents of air stirring up the leaves below.

No sooner had the three griffons flown up the passage than twenty or so spells shot up! Although it doesn't seem to be very conspicuous, this is not a third-rate magic released by ordinary magicians, but something thrown by an elven magician.

The griffon was ambushed, and was blocked by the burst damage magic, and was caught off guard, and the griffon flying in front of it crashed into it with a scream, and was cut to pieces by the magic wind blade on its back, along with the knight on its back.

The other two griffons were also wounded and were turning to the left and right, respectively, trying to increase their altitude to escape.

Just as they were trying to turn around, dozens of feathered arrows flew out below, and the griffin in the direction was powerless to dodge, and was impartially inserted into the lower abdomen by the poisoned arrows.

"Coax, coax!"

With two muffled sounds, the magic attached to the poisoned arrow was activated from the inside of the griffin's body, and the two griffons were torn apart alive! The magic light was wrapped in a sprinkling of pure debris, condensing into two red and green spheres of blood mist in the air.

I was just about to applaud, but two figures jumped out of the dissipating spherical blood mist and flew out of the passage, these are two magicians!

"Kill them!" I couldn't bother to be silent any longer, and jumped up and shouted!

We are fighting for this fleeting opportunity, if the enemy mage below blocks our attack, then the mage on his head has time, and he can deliver the message in various ways.

As I spoke, everyone was attacking the two enemy mages who were flying in the air with only magic, and the enemy mages flying below had opened a large magic barrier, apparently trying to block all magic attacks.

But he is no match for the elven magicians after all, not to mention that the elven magicians under my command are all battle-hardened elites.

Almost all of the attack magic that flies away is a magic ball connected in front of the back, the front is larger and is used to hit the barrier, and the back is smaller. It is entirely possible to take advantage of the opportunity for the barrier to penetrate it if it does not recover after being hit!

At the same time as the magic barrier was hit. The enemy mage flying below makes a decision that no one expected.

He used one of the highest levels of protection magic in dark magic, "Soul Guard".

A mage of the Demon Alliance. They are two extremes compared to the magicians of the Divine Alliance, and a large part of the magicians of the Divine Alliance are protective and blessing-based. The Demon Alliance mages specialize in damage and summoning magic, so they don't have more options when it comes to protective magic.

Their protective magic is very distinctive, almost always in exchange for corresponding protection by harming themselves, so that this kind of magic does not have more magical skill requirements, which is why any magic alliance mage can use the key to high-level protection magic.

And "soul protection", this magic embodies the characteristics of this protective magic - sacrificing one's own life. Seek tighter protection for your fellow travelers.

Every piece of flesh on his body exploded in an instant, and then a black shadow appeared to envelop his companion, forming a black sphere, which could completely resist all blows in a short time.

The enemy mage flying above was not idle, he lifted the mage robe on his body as his companion's soul protection unfolded, and something the size of a winged man flew out!

The gray servant spun in the air, and it had already stretched out its wings, and three successive feathered arrows flying from other directions did not enter its body!

"Gargoyles!" someone whispered.

Gargoyles? What is this? Why do I always encounter such strange things?

Several figures leaped out of the canopy, the skilled soldiers of the hunting squad, who were primarily responsible for protecting the others at close range. And now, they have to play, too.

The gargoyle howled. The left wing picked up an approaching soldier and kicked a soldier jumping directly below him back into place!

There was a moment of confusion, and the gargoyle was dragged down and stuck on a branch of a fruit tree, and the gargoyle screamed and struggled. Because ordinary weapons were useless, several soldiers who tried to kill it were caught and pecked by him, and they made themselves bruised.

"Die!" With a shout, a half-orc officer who arrived later slammed the gargoyle on the back with the wolf tooth hammer in his hand, and the heavy blow made the gargoyle's body tremble violently! Before he could come back to his senses, the half-orc officer's wolf tooth hammer was picked up, and the gargoyle's thin wings were smashed again.

In the midst of the shouts of the orc officers, the gargoyle was quickly smashed into a powdered ghost......

"Well done!" I complimented inwardly, and looked up at the sky again.

The enemy mages are quick to react, and my mages are not slow to react! In unison, the elven mages have wrapped themselves in a larger magical barrier around the "Soul Guard". There are two barriers, one white and one black, two balls of light, one large and one small, and some other colors of light bands swimming and colliding in them, and the direct confrontation between the magicians of the two sides makes us dizzy.

"Your Excellency...... We used the Word Barrier, which allowed no magical power to pass through. An elf ran up to me and said, "The enemy won't be able to support for long, he can only summon some creatures to deliver messages to him, we can't imprison him forever, you have to prepare in advance." ”

I nodded, and made arrangements quickly.

In the air, the white circle of light outside was gradually shrinking, and the black soul guardian barrier had been suppressed to the point that it could not be stretched...... I really didn't expect that the pure protective magic of the Word Barrier could also be used as attack magic!

The huge ball of light slowly fell, finally descending to the floor of the passage.

The black barrier inside is already very weak, and the color is getting lighter and lighter, although the soul guard can provide absolute protection, but it is only for a short time after all. Looking through the two barriers, the enemy mage was biting his finger and drawing a small magic circle at his feet.

"Sure enough, it's calling. The elf beside me said, "Your Excellency, please note that we are almost ready to act. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the enemy magician had already used a knife to cut the skin on his forehead, and the blade was broken, and then it slashed across his face, and a large stream of blood gushed out, flowing down his body, and gathering in the magic array at his feet.

With a shout, the barrier of the Word outside vanished, and several thick bolts of lightning struck the enemy mage's body.

The enemy mage was reduced to ashes, but the magic circle under his feet flashed red, and a black hole the size of a waist appeared, and a flock of blackbirds scrambled to fly out of the black hole.

"Kill!"

Wind blade magic exploded one after another on the black hole, killing most of the blackbirds.

For those blackbirds that flew out of the net, there were naturally magic feather arrows of elven archers to deal with, and if they were higher, there were winged people in the sky on guard.

It took a while to finish cleaning up these flying blackbirds, and the black hole in the magic array was also sealed by the elves, so we couldn't do anything more.

With a long exhale, I asked the soldiers to clean up the battlefield and the team continued to set off.

"You! it's you, orc officer. I said to the officer who had walked by with a mace, "Come here." ”

"Yes, sir!" he said, walking over to me, putting the mace at his feet, and saluting me with some trepidation. I looked over his shoulder, it was a second lieutenant.

"Ensign. I saluted and said, "What's your name?"

"Report to the sir, I'm a second lieutenant muddy ......," he replied to me, "No! I'm second lieutenant rock, second lieutenant rock!"

I flickered slightly, and then it dawned on me that because of the fake death campaign some time ago, almost all of my soldiers and officers now have two names.

"Ensign Rock, you're doing a great job. I waved off the guards who had led the horses over: "Come with me." ”

"Yes, sir!" said Rock, grabbing the mace of the mace and walking beside me.

"Rock, are you new to the rank of second lieutenant?" I asked as I walked.

"Yes, sir. I used to be a slave soldier in the Ninth Legion. The rock replied to me: "I entered the army of the Dark Province in the camp strangulation, became a non-commissioned officer, and was promoted to second lieutenant only two days ago. ”

"Have you ever been wounded in the battle of Tucheng?" I asked, "I see that you are not in a natural posture when you use the wolf's tooth hammer." ”

"No, sir, I'm just like that. He hesitated for a moment and said, "The wound ...... It was beaten by the lord when he was a child. ”

"It doesn't matter. I patted him on the arm: "Aren't you in good spirits right now?"

"Yes, sir......" Rock smiled sheepishly.

"By the way, what is your position?"

"Report sir, I'm the captain now. The rock said, "There are ten squads and about ninety brothers." ”

"Who are the soldiers?" I asked, "can you manage it?"

"There is no problem, sir, the ten squad leaders are all old brothers. Rock thought for a moment, and then said, "There are about a dozen tribal soldiers, twenty or so tribal warriors who defected during the war, and the rest of the soldiers who came over at the end of the battle. (To be continued......)