As soon as the Midi army was discovered, General Red Fox immediately issued an order to pursue.

The Red Flame Legion quickly cut into this not very dense woodland, and the soldiers did not lose their direction due to the difficult terrain, instead, they formed a formation of ten people to support each other at any time, and kept moving at a uniform speed.

Experienced centurions and thousand-men commanded on a larger scale, without the need for horns and unobtrusive banners, and the high-ranking knights used efficient magic to communicate and give orders.

You must know that the magicians of the Red Flame Legion have a considerable number, and at this moment, they are all scattered among the various hundred-person teams and take on the duties of heralds.

At first glance, this may seem like a bit extravagant.

But in fact, the practice of only knowing how to see magicians as firepower points and turrets is rigid and rigid, and any general who really knows how to use troops will not simply think that the so-called magic is a large-scale attack.

The Red Fox General was clearly adept at how to use magicians most effectively, and the Red Flame Legion was clearly very familiar with such a way of cooperating. Obviously in the birch woodland, there are streams, river beaches, dense shrubs, countless tall trees, visibility and vision are very poor, and in the process of pursuit, the Red Flame Legion's array is completely free of any chaos, although scattered, but there is a faint implied pressure.

It is like countless sharp swords, at the same angle, at the same speed, and at an unchanging distance, plunging straight into the forest, leaving no gaps or loopholes for the enemy.

Even Midi had to admit that the Red Flame Legion was indeed one of the few armies in the Duchy of Belmar, the most powerful force deterrent in the hands of the Seth family.

Unfortunately, however, they are dealing with elves who are all too familiar with the forest, and the witch of the fog who has a variety of tricks.

The fog soon began to fill up.

The fog was not so thick that it didn't even obstruct the view, it just added a little moisture to the soldiers' clothes.

However, at this level of concentration, the area that the Fog Devil's "Night Feast" could cover was unimaginably large.

Every move of the Red Flame Legion is completely under Alice's control.

Whether it was encirclement, interspersed, or a rapid march-style pursuit, all of them were fed back to Midi one by one. All kinds of opportunities were also exposed to Midi one by one.

However, Midi did not attack, although doing so would make the Red Fox General feel uncomfortable, but it would not be able to create an effective kill, after all, this was an encounter, and Midi did not have any chance of killing with one blow other than the terrain advantage.

And more importantly, if you launch an attack with the help of the information fed back by the fog demon, then soon, the information that "the enemy can fully grasp the battlefield situation" will be grasped by General Red Fox, and then, it will be guarded, and even used in reverse.

So, instead of choosing to attack, Midi led his troops and began to retreat.

The strength of the high-level elves "Wind Guard" makes the elves always march faster than the soldiers of the Red Flame Legion, and because of this, the elven troops can leave calmly.

But of course, Midi will not simply retreat, but in the midst of retreat, covertly launch wave after wave of offensives.

This offensive was not aimed at the main forces of the Red Flame Legion, which were busy pursuing, but at the scouts roaming around.

Scouts are the eyes and ears of the army, especially in forested areas, and the more scouts you kill, the slower your army's reaction speed will be.

In addition, this is the only part of the two sides where there is no difference in the comparison of forces, after all, although the total number of scouts of the Red Flame Legion is not small, most of the scouts act alone, and they are at most a six-person squad during long-distance reconnaissance. At the time of the battle, there was no gap between the two sides.

The Witch of the Mist began to chant a long, obscure incantation, like a melody played by a cello, melodious and deep.

The fog demon who obtained the master's order, so he activated the second ability, strengthening.

Elves were already better at woodland warfare than humans, and with the fog demons' slight but real acceleration, refreshment, and recovery, this gap was further magnified to the point where it was enough to determine life and death.

Thus, the one-sided hunt began.

A Red Flame scout hid in the treetops, wearing a green leather armor that blended in with the dense foliage, feeling safe. However, the next moment, with a slight breeze, a very thin arrow feather flew in, and instantly nailed into the scout's left eye.

The scout was killed in an instant, and fell among the green leaves like that, until he died, and he didn't understand how he was exposed.

"Wearing emerald green clothes and burrowing into the dark green and dark green canopy is too conspicuous. An elven scout commented, shook his head, put away his longbow, and quickly shifted his position.

In the eyes of elves, "green" is not a color, bean green, tea green, green onion, jade green, stone green, leaf green, dark green, spring green, winter green, tender green, brown green, blue green, olive green, apple green, moss green, gray lake green, crystal green, peacock green, fluorescent green......

Even the most famous painter would not dare to claim to be good at green in front of an elf, let alone a scout?

Another Red Flame scout, slowly but surely, reached for a bush. He had already discovered that an elf was hiding there, so he prepared to go over and deal with the fellow first. The scout had been a hunter in the forest before, and it wasn't like he hadn't worked with elves, so he was quite confident in how he wouldn't be discovered.

But this elven scout's hearing seems to be a little extraordinary, and when the scout touched it and was about to use the knife, the elf was already prepared and launched an attack first!

The two couldn't hide it, and suddenly they fought together, and the two quenched daggers came and went, with a dangerous cold light.

It's just an assassin who is one level lower than me, how can he be so strong?" the Red Flame Scout thought in surprise in his heart, and then, he was stabbed in the heart.

The opponent was solved, but the elf was also out of breath and injured a lot. However, at this moment, the surrounding mist gradually gathered, washing away the poison from the wound, and even causing it to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Soon, the elf regained his strength and lurked into the depths of the forest once more, leaving behind only the corpse of the dead enemy.

Situations like this happen all the time in every corner of the birch woodland.

The elves were not without casualties, but instead of fearing these proud elves, blood and death aroused their will to fight. The two armies still kept their distance, and the shuttles and battles between the scouts became more frequent.

It was only at this moment that General Red Fox, who was focused on pursuit, realized that his scout troops had unknowingly suffered heavy casualties.

"Is this rabbit preparing for guerrilla warfare?" said Fenrir through gritted teeth, "Shall we take the scout back?"

Although the thought of Midi makes his teeth itch, Fenrir makes a very common sense judgment that the elimination of scouts is to block the sight and hearing, and to block the sight and sight, naturally for the kind of guerrilla warfare that is mainly harassed in the future.

However, General Red Fox shook his head: "Keep chasing, this birch woodland has no depth, I don't believe he can keep running like this! Let the scouts be more vigilant, but there is absolutely no retreat, you must keep an eye on me!"

With this death order, the Red Flame Legion ignored the casualties of the scouts, like a red-eyed hound, biting behind Midi's back, chasing without any hesitation.

Finally, as the sun was about to set and the crescent moon was quietly rising, the two sides finally walked out of this birch woodland and came to an extremely open plain. There is little effective shelter here, and the view is extremely wide, and even at night, you can see it from the moon and stars for a considerable distance.

"When you get here, do you still think you can run away?" General Red Fox sneered and made a decision without hesitation, "Let the rest of the scouts keep an eye on it, don't wait until the night and let those long ears move away silently, tonight, we will attack overnight!"

General Red Fox didn't think that the attack could bring any surprises to the other party, after all, Midi's military talent had already emerged, and he didn't suffer once or twice, and the elven camp was definitely not leaky.

Moreover, after most of the day's pursuit, the soldiers' physical loss was not small, and the night attack, in the face of the elves who were waiting for them solemnly and relying on the advantages of the camp, maybe the losses on the side of the Red Flame Legion were even greater.

But so what?

There are 7,000 men on their own side, while the opponent only has 2,000, so they only need to keep in pursuit and at the same time constantly exert pressure, from day to night, and launch wave after wave of non-stop offensives, and the army of only 2,000 men will collapse sooner or later.

Even if he couldn't force Midi to fight head-on, General Red Fox believed that he could still directly drag Midi down.

"Master Fenrir. General Red Fox turned to the blonde boy beside him, his future master.

"Are you going to fight? Please let me go with me this time, I really don't want to kill that bastard with my own hands!" Fenrir was already dressed up and looking eager to try.

"No, I hope you can be stationed in the Chinese army camp tonight, and have a good rest and conserve your strength. General Red Fox said.

"What do you mean, Potter?" Fenrir's face sank.

The Red Fox General, who was directly called out by name, smiled and said, "Tomorrow's general attack will be in charge of you, Young Master Fenrir." ”

"I'll be in charge of the general attack?" Being able to get the command of the Red Flame Legion, even if it is temporary, is precious, and in an instant, even Fenrir, who has a bit of a city, suddenly turned his anger into joy, and he was overjoyed.

"That's right. Tonight's night attack is a big deal, and whether or not I can hang the midi boy and boost his morale depends on the outcome of this battle, so I must personally go out and lead the attack. As long as this battle consumes enough troops from the other side, he may win the battle tomorrow!" General Red Fox said eloquently, his eyes flashing with confidence.

You must know that although he is a general, at the same time, he is also a swordsman with a full level of 40, and he is the highest-ranking one among the tens of thousands of soldiers on this plain!

With a level 40 powerhouse opening the way, what kind of results will the night attack have? Fenrir felt his blood boil just thinking about it.

That night, the elven troops and the Red Flame Legion set up camp on two high ground twenty kilometers apart, and the light of the camp in the night echoed in the distance, and it looked particularly warm.

And under the cover of darkness, a team of 2,500 men quietly left the camp like flowing water, and rushed to the elven camp from the side.

"Midi, Asrex, I'll let you know what a real battlefield is, what a real tactic is!" General Red Fox said with a sneer.

And just about ten minutes after this sneak attack force left, the eyes of countless fierce beasts that shone with a faint green light lit up from the two armies for an afternoon, and the birch woodland, which had been thrown behind at this moment, lit up.

Those were the eyes of the Nightblade Panthers.