There was a scream of ghosts and wolves in the camp. No one knows the troubles of hydra better than the Dark Elves - even on the battlefield, under the control of the Beast Tamer, the average Dark Elf tries to avoid the hydra. In order for hydra to perform well in battle, they must not domesticate the beast to be docile (and this is also difficult), but need to maintain their ferocious nature. So it's not uncommon to say that there are multiple dragons that suddenly go berserk when they're not fighting. No one knows when this beast can't control its violent nature.

The Dark Elves rushed out of the camp in a haphazard manner. Because of the suddenness of the incident, even the disciplined Dark Elves were not adequately prepared. When they fled the camp to avoid the mad hydra, most of them were unarmoured, and a few were not even armed. The hydra must be avoided as much as possible, and the tamer must control them—as every dark elf thinks.

Then the chaotic arrows of the Divine Warrior Elves immediately fell on their heads.

Bows and arrows are completely different concepts for armored and unarmored enemies. At this time, the ranks of the dark elves were unusually dense. Those in front of them sensed the enemy's attack and wanted to turn back and retreat, while those in the rear continued to run beyond the camp, and the two streams of people who were about to retreat and those who were about to run out were crowded together at the entrance of the camp, so that almost none of the arrows fired by the elves missed the second wave of arrows.

The Shadow Warriors are much calmer, scattering around, sniping the enemy leaders with accurate bows and arrows. Every attempt to stop, calling for an entire team of dark elves to be shot by them. On top of that, several Shadow Warrior skirmishers had stormed the defenseless camp from another direction and shot the unsuspecting beast tamer. Stripped of the tamer's restraints, the hydra is now venting its wrath, burning any dark elf that tries to approach it to ashes with its flames.

No matter how good a warrior the Dark Elves were, they were all in chaos at this moment, and they could no longer be controlled. In front of them are carefully placed traps by the Warrior Elves, and behind them are hydras that are in a rage, frantically attacking and destroying everything. In addition, there are hidden arrows that come from nowhere and are specifically aimed at junior officers. Most of them waited in despair in this confusion for a deadly bow and arrow, or a devastating flame. Only a few Dark Elves ventured into the body of the Led Dragon, attempting to escape through the entrance to the camp in the other direction, but none of them managed to escape the sniper of the Shadow Warriors.

Swift Wind rushed through the outside, his bow and arrow once again knocking down an enemy who was waiting to die. The blood feud forged by the long-term war is irresolvable, and neither the elves nor the dark elves can expect mercy in the hands of the other party, nor can they give even a little mercy to the other party. At the moment, this killing is unusually bloody and efficient, and there are not many dark elves left, but there is nothing to lose on Swiftwind's side.

The hydra spewed flames and rushed out of the camp entrance. The last few dark elves all fell victim to the behemoths. Each of its heads bit an unlucky one, tearing their bodies apart in the air.

"It's time for us to retreat!" Dinethor shouted. The Dark Elves have been wiped out, and now only the hydra remains. It's hard to deal with the hydra with their current equipment. Despite its ferocious nature and thick skin, this monster also has the ability to heal itself, no matter how big it is. Many elves know that the Hydra can even grow a new head to replace the severed or injured one—this new head will grow out of the wound, squeeze out the necrotic parts, and become as alive as any other head again.

The normal way to deal with a hydra is to use the Eagle Claw Ballista, using the immense power of this war machine to shoot a single bolt into the heart of the beast. While it is theoretically possible to use a bow or spear against such monsters (and has happened on large-scale battlefields), it comes at the cost of heavy casualties. And all of their fighters, including the Marines and the Shadow Warriors, add up to only sixty or seventy men in a dissatisfied squadron.

"You retreat first, and we'll get its attention. Swiftwind said to Valinor. By this time, the hydra had already spotted the elves in the distance, and there was no doubt that after it had completely eliminated the few preys in its mouth, it would be the elves that it would target next.

"We must kill it!" a voice sounded from behind, and Swift Wind turned his head to see none other than Ashrufat. "We can't allow this monster to roam around the city, it leaves our women and children at great risk. And our evil cousin could return at any moment, and to let it go unchecked would be tantamount to leaving reinforcements for the enemy. ”

"What should I do?" asked Swift Wind.

"Let me do it. Ashrufat replied.

"Wait ......" Valinor wanted to stop it, but he didn't know what Lu Dao was doing but felt his throat dry, and the words disappeared before they could come out. He could only watch as Ashrufat charged towards the hydra.

Ashrufat dropped his bow and arrows, looking bare-handed. But as he approached the behemoth, a two-handed sword that shone with magical light suddenly appeared in his hand. One of the hydra's heads dropped the wreckage from its mouth and bit down at the daring little creature. And Ashrufat dodged the blow with unimaginable agility. He approached the body of the hydra, and at the base of the beast's neck was the arrow he had shot. He raised his sword, and between the beast's more mouths to attack him, a sword stabbed into the spot.

Both Valinor and Swiftwind have said that the heart of the hydra is in this location.

The beast let out a deafening, terrible roar. It dropped everything in its mouth, all its heads gathered together, trying to bite the little creature that had dealt it the fatal blow, but Ashruphat circled the sword wheel with great force, and cut off all the heads of the creature with a single sword.

He jumped back with his sword in hand. In front of him, the beast fell with a bang. Each neck of the hydra spurted blood like a fountain, but not a single drop could reach Aerufat's body.

Ashrufat spent a few seconds examining the hydra's corpse to determine his victory. Then he turned his head, and to his surprise, there seemed to be no joy of victory on his face, but only a faint smile, and then the magic sword in his hand disappeared into nothingness.

"Really...... It's amazing......" Valinor watched the deadly battle from afar, his mouth couldn't help but muttering to himself. "Ashrufat is definitely not an ordinary nobleman. ”

"I felt like a prince. Beside him, Dinethor replied. But he himself refused to admit it. "It was a perfect battle, and Dinethor was tasked with using magic to support the Dark Elves in an organized rebellion, but he didn't actually get a chance to play at all.

"He was supposed to be a prince. Swiftwind replied. "A successor to a lost monarchy. ”

Of course, they didn't know that a quarrel was breaking out in Ashrufat's mind at this moment.

"Master, it's too much!" Carrie let out a scream in her head. "This level will make the elves suspicious. It doesn't matter how good you are, but with the strength of an elf's arm, you can't do it to this extent. ”

"What can I do!" replied Essurufat, equally unpleasantly in his mind. "This hydra dragon was actually pierced through the heart and still not dead. ”

"It's a reptile, and its vitality is extraordinarily tenacious! Master, this is common sense! Common sense!"

"It's too late to say that...... Forget it, even if they have some doubts, they will only stay at the level of 'doubts' and will not take action. I'm totally fighting for them. ”

"That's right. In her head, Carrie's voice calmed down. "Well, even if they are suspicious, we don't have to worry too much. As long as you are careful in the future, you will keep their suspicion level in a state of 'a little bit wrong'. ”

Ashrufat walked towards the brigade, and even if the elves were already suspicious, at least they didn't reveal it on the surface. At this time, several shadow warriors who were responsible for sniping the beast tamers in the camp had also arrived, and their arrival meant that the battle was completely over. The elves won the victory.

Without anyone's command, the elven warriors immediately walked up and began to check their results. The shadow warriors examine the corpses of their enemies one by one, while the Marines are on guard with weapons to prevent any dark elves from playing dead. This small detail fully illustrates that the Divine Warrior Elves are very accustomed to war.

"Everyone, pay attention, if there is a live mouth, you must be very careful. We need a few captives now to ask where they came from. Swift Wind shouted loudly to his companion.

The results of the examination were very fast. After a short while, a dark elf who was still breathing was pulled in front of the leaders. The dark elf didn't mean to play dead, but was hit by an arrow in the abdomen and shoulder, and passed out from the wounds. However, because he was wearing armor, the arrow did not go very deep, so he did not die on the spot.

A shadow warrior took a little cold water from the burned camp and doused him awake.

It must be said that the hatred between the dark elves and the divine martial elves has reached an unimaginable height. When the dark elf woke up and found that he had fallen into the hands of the enemy, he did not have the panicked look of a normal captive, let alone begging for mercy, but only looked at the cousins in front of him with hatred, and did not say a word.

In the same way, the Marines led by Valinor did not have any sympathy or pity in their eyes when they looked at the captives, let alone the shadow warriors.

"Tell me what you know, and I'll give you a good time!" it was Xun Feng who spoke, and the hatred in his eyes was very explicit. "Where did you come from, and why did you come here?"

"Haha......ha "Elven fools, do you think you've won? Yes, you may have won this little battle, but someone will avenge me. Your leader, Prince Berran, is dead, and soon you will follow in his footsteps! My people will destroy everything here with sword and fire, and my situation is ......tickling compared to the fate you are about to bego."

"Shut up!" "Nonsense!" "Nonsense!" "Lies!" the Marines all cried out in anger.

"Hey...... Is it a lie...... You're about to know the truth!" the dark elves laughed maniacally. "Our mission was to stop you from reinforcing Iribo here...... But we're wrong, you're just a small town...... Although you won by luck...... But it doesn't matter, our original goal has been accomplished anyway, and with your strength, we can't reinforce Iriber! Curse you!" He cursed the last sentence, then gripped the arrow in his abdomen and thrust it into the lower part of the body. Seconds later, he fell to the ground, his whole body convulsing with deathly convulsions.