On the road to the Emerald Continent of Rare, an army of orcs escorts a strange 'horse'.

In the jungle not far away, the elven sentry who was observing this army hesitated and asked his captain for instructions: "It seems to be a captured centaur? strange, why did they send an entire army to protect a lowly centaur? Melinda, are we going to attack them?"

"Of course. Melinda said categorically, and she whispered to the hidden team members around her, "We're not here for that poor centaur, we're fighting the invaders." ”

Compared to what happened to Jackson, Melinda was much luckier.

After escaping from Fiji City that night, she went to the central city of Garan, where she waited for the royal court to uncover the cause of Fiji's undead attack, and on the other hand, hoping to find her brother Lombana.

But before the mystery of the attack on Fiji City was revealed, the news of the invasion of Wangcheng on the east coast came shockingly.

When Melinda heard the news, she resolutely left Garan and headed east, all the way to the southeast of the city of Rare.

By the time she arrived, the invaders were already on the attack.

Since Titania and Asturias had divided the bulk of Mochizuki's gains, the Saxons and Aurora were not satisfied, so they had already taken the initiative to attack.

The direction of the Aurora attack was the territory of the Great Elf King Fernaffin in the northeast, largely due to the Valkyrie's competitive spirit.

The Saxons, on the other hand, chose the southeast, and the city of Riel happened to be in the direction of their troops.

Melinda witnessed the Saxon Terran army attacking with the assistance of the Church of Light, and the lord of Riel resisted, but after the legendary Saxon powerhouse and a cardinal of the Church of Light personally intervened, the city of Riel fell.

During the fall of Rare, Melinda led the High Elves of Fiji City to resist. inflicted heavy casualties on the invaders, and then retreated with the other High Elves when the tide was gone.

After that, they scattered in the wilderness and continued to attack the invaders.

Whoosh, sharp arrows shot out of elven bows and shot at the orcs in the way. The other party had obviously traveled a long way, and now because it was not far from Rare City, he had relaxed his vigilance.

With a few screams, several orcs were stabbed with sharp arrows in their foreheads, and ironwood arrows as solid as steel pierced through their helmets under the elves' powerful arrows.

The corpse rolled off the wolf, and there was a roar from the ranks, presumably the voice of the leader.

The other orcs pulled the wolves away, and the orcs pulled their muskets from their backs and fired back at Melinda as they galloped and leaping.

"They have muskets. Be careful. Melinda ran vigorously, and from two hundred meters away, she was able to dodge the bullets, but as the distance closed, one of the elves charging with her suddenly shuddered, and then stopped.

Melinda knew that it must have been shot, a weapon that the dwarves had invented, when the Saxons captured the city of Riel. She's seen it.

Although she hated the invaders immensely, Melinda did not think that this mechanical creation with no sense of art, skill and strength was a blasphemy against shooting. After witnessing the damage inflicted on the High Elves by the Saxons with muskets during the Battle of Riel, she was furious and had a deep sense of concern, even a hint of fear that she didn't want to admit.

Because with this kind of thing, even the weak human race can hurt the noble elves.

The reason why Rare City fell was of course due to the fact that the legend of the Saxon army, the cardinal of the Church of Light, had taken action, but he was on the battlefield. Melinda saw the power of the musket.

Therefore, in the subsequent field attacks, Melinda was different from other elven squads who also resisted in the wild, she insisted on not engaging in a head-on confrontation with the enemy, but constantly hiding in ambushes, and then choosing a suitable target to launch a surprise attack.

This left the Saxons of Rare after clearing the resistance of several remnant elves. But she was never able to capture her team.

This time she was obviously out of sight, and Melinda saw that it was not the Terran musketeers who had taken over Riel City before deciding to attack.

But he didn't expect that the other party still had a musket hidden on his back, which greatly increased the danger of the attacker.

But now there is no way to make a second choice, because the other party is riding a wolf, and it looks like Wolf among the orcs, and they can catch up with the wolf with the help of the wolf.

The High Elves charged bravely, firing arrows of iron and wood and chanting incantations from their mouths.

The two sides exchanged hands like lightning, the High Elves only had about two hundred people, and the strange escort team had at least five hundred people, almost two and a half times the number of the elves.

Under normal circumstances, Melinda and the others should be able to easily defeat this orc, but at the moment, there will definitely be a lot of casualties.

As the distance narrowed, she could already recognize the other party's face with obvious wolf-like features, Melinda's pupils shrank, and these orcs were indeed Wolfe.

These silver-haired wolfes, who sat upright on the wolves, ran freely with the wolves they had grown up with, and were also trying to avoid the bows and arrows of the High Elves, and only the horsemen and horsemen could outdo them, while the wolves returned fire with muskets, and the first round of the two sides was long-range shooting.

In the process of firing on both sides, Wolf constantly fell from the wolf and convulsed, but there were also High Elves who stopped to stroke their chests while running, and then burst into new blood on their bodies, or even fell soft.

"Cast spells. Melinda shouted, and she flicked her head as she ran, and a bullet grazed her cheek, leaving a scar on her face.

The next moment, the High Elves completed the spell while running, and their bodies lit up with various magical aura.

Most High Elves use defensive spells such as rock skins, steel skins, and defensive arrows, but there are also a few self-proclaimed High Elves who smash fireballs while running, or even offensive spells such as Flame Burst or Ice Dagger.

Suddenly a wolf fell in front of him, and the High Elves with the blessing of spells took advantage of the counter-fire, and although these spells did not completely negate the damage, they could reduce the damage or cancel out the kinetic energy of some of the bullets. It even causes a certain offset.

In this way, with the help of spells, the charging High Elves have the advantage of firing first, even if the other party shoots first and hits, it may not make Melinda and them lose their combat effectiveness, but will be killed and injured by the High Elves.

In the second round of the official contact battle between the two sides, the High Elves took advantage.

But Melinda didn't feel any lighter. Because the opponent has a huge advantage in numbers, if it was in the past, the High Elves could get close after a large number of damage through long-range attacks, and then easily harvest the opponent.

But now they can only get close in the middle of the shot, and then engage in hand-to-hand combat.

Sure enough, as Melinda expected, although the second round took advantage, the opponent had a huge advantage in numbers, and as the shooting continued, even if there was stone skin or iron skin. It only reduces casualties, but it can't avoid casualties, and as for those energy-based defensive spells, the effect is better, but after all, they are all low-level spells, and after receiving continuous shots, the spell effect fades quite quickly, and the spell aura dims after helping the spell caster block a few shots.

So after the third round of shooting, the High Elves inflicted more casualties on the enemy, but it was time to rush closer. Wolf still outnumbered them by a wide margin

Then it was the white-knuckle battle, and the remaining hundred or so High Elves drew their swords. The Wolves howled and pulled out their various weapons, including knives, hammers, and spears, all of which were in different shapes, but Melinda could tell that they were all carefully crafted, not the shoddy ones that the orcs were used to.

If Wolf is like a wolf, then every High Elf at this time is like a tiger. They rushed into the wolves and fought with their exquisite swordsmanship.

Melinda kills two Wolf in quick succession, and then she sees one of the team members knocked down by Wolf, and then a chain hammer that comes out of nowhere smashes the High Elf's head into the flowers.

Melinda endured her grief and made another sword. Cut off the arm of a bully Wolf, who screamed in pain.

She was about to step forward to kill the other party when an angry voice came from her ear, "Damn elf. “

A large iron rod was smashed at her, and Melinda was in time, only to feel that the power above it was amazing, and it seemed that another irresistible force was surging from the stick.

It's vindictive!

Melinda knew something was wrong and fought hard with her sword.

But the power from the other party's stick pressed her like a heavy mountain, and at this moment of life and death, she felt as if her body had given birth to some kind of resonance, as if some shackles had been suddenly broken.

A green glow rose in her hand, plastering the sword in her hand with a layer of emerald green.

At this most dangerous juncture, she also broke through, sprouted a fighting spirit, and stepped into the ranks of sixteenth-level warriors.

But even so, the emerald green sword in her hand broke, and Melinda felt a tightness in her chest, and she only had time to roll on the ground.

When she got up again, she found that the armor on her chest was shattered, and she couldn't help but be amazed.

The other party is definitely not a high-level orc like her who has only entered the sixteenth level, and fortunately she broke through on the spot, otherwise this stick may kill her.

Several High Elves entangled the orc who had attacked Melinda to prevent him from chasing herinda.

Melinda stood up straight, the situation was very chaotic at this time, the two sides had entered the fiercest white-knives battle, and the elves were actually inferior.

From the beginning of the shooting, although the elves have better archery skills and the help of spells, but the opponent has more shots, and the result is that although the orcs have slightly more casualties in the process, the high elves have not achieved an absolute advantage.

In the current melee combat, although these Wolf are only second-order creatures on the biological pedigree, they still have a wolf, and the melee weapons in their hands are not the kind of rough goods that the elves knew in the past, and they even have sophisticated iron armor protection on their bodies, which makes their actual combat power much higher than before.

Coupled with the advantage in numbers, almost every two Wolf fell, one High Elf would fall, and such an exchange ratio was obviously not cost-effective for the High Elves.

"Don't save that centaur, let's get out. Melinda exclaimed.

Calling to retreat, she desperately rushed at the high-ranking Wolf who had smashed her with an iron rod just now, and she wanted to entangle him so that more elves could withdraw.

A few of the high elves who had already approached the captured centaurs hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether to save the people easily, although the lowly centaurs were not worth their risk, but they were already close at hand, and they could still be saved if they were able to save them.

At this moment, a terrifying aura came from the centaur, and a loud shout suddenly rang out.

Melinda turned around and saw that the High Elves who had planned to save the centaur had fallen to the ground, and the centaur was now swelling out like a monster twice as large as before, and grabbed the necks of the two High Elves with both hands and threw them down to the ground.

"Damn, it's a trap!" Melinda exclaimed, the other party's strength now not below that high-ranking wolf with a stick.

The action of the two high-level warriors led Melinda's team to a rout.

But as the High Elves retreated, the hateful Wolfs rode on their remaining wolves and once again drew their muskets in pursuit.

In the end, the elven team that caused a lot of trouble to Rare City only escaped with less than fifty people, and Melinda escaped by luck.

After the battle, England gasped and tried to pursue, but was stopped by Tiramon.

"Your task is to escort me back. ”

The Wolf who was attacked by Melinda and the others was led by England, and he was tasked with escorting Tirramon to visit the various Centaur tribes.

When Melinda and the others met, they were already on the way back.

Tirramon was mistaken by the High Elves for a captured Centaur, but in fact Tirramon was there to contact the Centaurs here.

Solomon's proposal and condition to King Beamon was that he hoped that the Orc Court would influence the attitude of the Centaurs to participate in the war, and King Beamon would not contribute to the Terrans, but when he heard that there were a large number of Centaurs here, he changed his mind.

After the orcs of the Azure Continent split, King Bimeng still has much fewer orcs in his hands than before, if in this war, the kingdoms of the human race can really contain the high elves, then he does not mind King Bimeng interfering, although this will help the human race in disguise, but it is also a huge benefit to King Bimeng himself.

Tirramon's visit did not achieve Solomon's goal, and the Centaurs still decided to go to war against the invaders.

But Tirramon was happy and saw an opportunity.

Although the Centaur still participate in the war, the leaders of the various Centaur tribes are not disgusted with Tirramon because they share the same bloodline, and although they still refuse to accept belonging to King Beamon, they are very interested in the belief in the beast god that Tirramon said.

This is because of the status of the Centaurs on the Emerald Continent, the rulers of the Emerald Continent are the High Elves and their allies, although the Centaurs are already considered free people, but their status is very low, and they do not even have the right to believe in the gods of the sun and the moon.

They need faith, and the beast god is a god who has become a god by the ancestral Holy Spirit, so he naturally has a huge advantage to gain favor.

England glanced at Tillamon unconvinced, and was about to speak, when he suddenly looked in the direction of Riel City.

I saw that the clouds were tumbling in the sky there, as if the sky was falling, and there were several figures fighting in the sky.

"Oh, it's the legendary powerhouse of the elves who have fought against the Church of Light. "Even England is not in the mood to compete with Tirlamon now.

"Let's go. He led the Wolfs in a swift retreat.

He didn't know that in today's fight, they inadvertently helped Rare City solve a small trouble-

And somewhere in the wilderness, the elves who had escaped from their injuries just now also stopped, supporting each other and looking in the direction of Rare City.

But they were pleasantly surprised, and Melinda dimly heard her name called.

"Captain, Wang Ting has finally fought back. (To be continued.) )