The palace of the woodland elves is not very large, to be precise, the palace they actually live in is a complex and sprawling cavern located underground.

Most of the buildings on the surface, except for the walls used for defense and a few defensive buildings, are decorative facilities, and the rest of the buildings are mainly flat, which is quite suitable for riding and fighting.

Wayne and the Elven King rode for about three minutes before arriving at the place where the battle had taken place in the rear.

But only a few minutes had passed, and they seemed to be a little late.

Hearing a loud bang, the city wall not far from them, after a loud bang, was actually knocked out of a huge hole by an ogre wearing metal heavy armor.

Although the strong trolle was also directly shocked by the reaction force because of the strong impact, and lay on the ground and struggled for dozens of seconds, but did not get up.

But he did achieve his goal.

As soon as a large hole was breached in the wall, a small group, probably six heavily armed trolls, rushed in.

They were all modified war monsters, an ogre's legs and arms were all connected to sharp blades, and its huge size turned it directly into a large meat grinder, just a casual stomping and waving of his hands could kill the elven warriors besieging him.

Others are equipped with giant maces, or hooks suitable for bloodletting, these large weapons are amazingly lethal under the enormous power of trolls, and can even force through the protection of elven armor, which can easily cause huge casualties to elven warriors.

However, Wayne and King Thrandui are both well-informed people, and just one glance at the scene immediately understood the seriousness of the problem.

Thranduy turned to Wayne and said:

"You go hold down those trolls, Wayne."

"I'm going to close that gap, and I can't make it worse until Taurrell and the rest of the army come."

As he spoke, the elven king tugged the reins, and the huge elk on which he sat let out a loud howl, and rushed to the mouth of the cave with its master at great speed.

The sharp antlers pierced the chests of the six orcs at once, lifting them into the air like toys, and then six heads were cut off by the Elven King's sword.

And Wayne was not ambiguous, he jumped off his horse, his body was like a thunderbolt, and quickly rushed to the body of the fallen troll, and the sword of victory of the oath in his hand mercilessly, pierced the ogre's head, stabbing him to the ground.

Then he looked at the other six heavily armed trolls, a cold smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, and rushed into their encirclement without fear.

Now that the war has begun, let's start with these trolls as an appetizer.

Soon, another three minutes passed, and Wayne's side had already killed two trolls, and one was slashed by him in the neck, and he was spurting out a large amount of blood, and he was dying.

Suddenly, there was a terrible scream from Thrandui's side, and the huge elk he was riding under him was stabbed in the chest with a spear by an orc, and the sneak attack was so badly injured that he could no longer hold on, and threw his master off with a limp of his body.

His Majesty the Elven King deftly jumped off his mount, and had no time to grieve, and slew the orcs even harder, plugging the huge gap and preventing more orcs from rushing into the wall.

It's a pity that two fists are hard to beat four hands, although the strength of this King of Thrandui is quite strong, and the two swords in his hands dance into a gorgeous sword light, but he still can't resist too many enemies, and he was soon forced into a corner by those heavily armed orcs, and the huge hole that made more and more orcs rush in.

Seeing this, Wayne did not hesitate, took out a north wind bomb and threw it over, and then after those orcs were all frozen, he used the six-ring spell on the space bracelet, Thundercloud Storm, against the hole in the broken city wall.

At the same time, he also sped up the speed of dealing with trolls.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In a short time, a thundercloud enveloped the location, and a large amount of lightning slashed down, blasting all the orcs who tried to rush into the city walls into charred corpses.

This six-ring spell was a good way to delay the pace of the orc warriors, and Thrandui, who had relieved the pressure, quickly dealt with the orcs besieging him.

With the sound of neat footsteps, even the elven troops led by Taurrell hurried to the place where the battle took place.

And just when they thought that the battle was under control and they could continue to rely on the city walls and continue to deal with the orc army that suddenly appeared.

Suddenly, there was a loud, strange cry from outside the city walls that Wayne had never heard before.

Then in the loud noise of the boom, a huge digging worm with a body length of more than two hundred meters and a carapace structure all over its body came out of its position under the city wall.

As if receiving some order, this extremely large creature slammed into the wall of the elves in a collapsed posture, directly collapsing a large section of the wall, and then quickly burrowed into the ground, revealing countless orc armies behind the wall.

An orc with a large sutured wound on his head was riding a tall wolf, standing behind a large army of orcs, commanding the orc army beside him.

Beside him, there were a number of commanding orcs with huge horns and banners, constantly moving, bringing the commander's orders to the eyes of every orc.

Without giving Wayne and Thrandui any time to prepare, the orcs with their huge horns blew their desolate and savage horns as soon as the walls collapsed.

At that moment, all the orcs and ogres standing outside the city walls, as if they had heard the order for a decisive battle, immediately let out countless huge howls one after another.

Then, with hideous expressions, they used all their strength to launch a decisive charge towards the elven troops behind the huge gap in the city wall.

And because he had slashed and killed a large number of orcs, King Thrandui, who was already covered in filthy blood, saw this, his face became extremely serious, he looked back at the elven army that was hurrying over, and did not care about his own image, and shouted in an extremely loud voice:

"Formation !!"

"Prepare to meet the enemy!!"

After hearing the Elven King's order, the captain of the guard, Taurrell, and the other officers were not afraid at all, and immediately carried out this order.

As an immortal species, the elven warriors who have survived until now are all veterans with extremely rich combat experience.

Even at such an urgent juncture, their movements were not chaotic at all, extremely fast, and it only took less than a minute to complete the formation.

Before the orc soldiers could rush in front of them, they had formed an extremely strong defensive formation.

The dense spears and shields were fixed in front of the elven warriors, and apart from the sound of firm footsteps, none of the elven warriors made any other sound in the face of the hideous and terrifying orcs.

In this time, Wayne had also dealt with several other trolls, and he skillfully unleashed the magic flying carpet, and then flew into the sky before the other orc warriors rushed over.

And King Thrandui did not fight hard, but left his wounded elk mount with a decisive face, and hurried back to the army, and began to boost morale and direct the soldiers to fight.

In such a large-scale group charge, the individual's force is minimal, and it is easy to be drowned in the wave of the enemy, and only at the stage of melee can the individual's bravery be brought into full play and expand one's own advantage.

The speed of the orc warriors was quite fast, and after receiving the order to charge, they burst out with all their strength, shouted a terrifying roar from their mouths, and rushed towards the elves as fast as they could.

At this moment, the time on the battlefield seemed to be infinitely extended.

The orcs and elves, two races that have been hostile for thousands of years, have finally launched the most ruthless slaughter today.

The orcs who charged at the forefront, and the elven warriors who resisted at the forefront, faced with the hedge of two huge armies, they were like lives trapped in a meat grinder, and they didn't even have time to make the last sound, and they paid for their lives in the merciless blade encounter.

(End of chapter)